Chapter 3

With Strange, The Dark Dimension

"...Unghh..." Strange moaned as he began to slowly regain consciousness before he noticed himself chained by some mystical bindings with Dormammu looking at him.

"Didn't turn out the way to expected, did it?" Dormammu asked with a cruel smirk.

"What have you done?" Strange asked with a frown.

"What have I done? Are you really that dense?" Dormammu asked rhetorically. "I've defeated you, Strange! Once and for all! And I'm going to keep you here...imprisoned in this vile stinking tomb...where you'll be tortured and mutilated, taunted and harassed..." Dormammu added before crossing his arms over his chest. "For at least six to eight weeks."

"And then?" Strange asked, buying some time to break free from his bonds.

"Then these charming gentlemen here will slice you apart...slowly and clumsily...Limb By Limb!" Dormammu explained, pointing to the various residents of the Dark Dimension. "After which I'll feed your remains to the Mindless Ones. Of course, I'll weave an enchantment that will keep your consciousness Awake and Aware..." Dormammu said before growing slightly nervous but didn't show it. After all, he didn't want to get mocked by his own subordinates. "Throughout the entire disgusting ordeal."

"Dormammu...You are an Arrogant, Overconfident, Lunatic!" Strange shouted, getting a cruel chuckle from his arch-nemesis.

"Accurate...As far as it goes," Dormammu retorted smugly.

"Surely you know...that I will resist you!" Strange exclaimed.

"Of course, you will. That's what you do and that's what will make it all so amusing. You've grown so accustomed to winning...That you can't see the tide has finally turned!" Dormammu explained. "You can't see that Dormammu now has limitless power to crush you...and then crush all of Creation!"

"I've heard this before, Dormammu," Strange said. Indeed he had, almost every goddamn time and it wasn't exactly original.

"Of course you have. I mean really...How original do you expect me to be? It always comes down to conquering the universe...well multiverse in my case. And with more power, the entire Omniverse!" Dormammu said, casually talking about his, his sister, and his niece's plans for world domination. "That's our little game, isn't it? I do diabolical things...you try to stop me...and, in the end..."

"In the end. I win," Strange answered.

"Not this time," Dormammu answered arrogantly.

"Every time," Strange retired before turning to Namor who was also in chains. "Now, tell me what you have done to Namor. I warn you..."

"Calm yourself. I merely used a dehydration spell to dry him out. You know, keep him docile," Dormammu answered with a shrug. "After a while, of course, I'll have to do something Unspeakly vile to him, too..." Dormammu added with a chuckle. "Perhaps I'll grind up his flesh and bones...and force-feed him to you. Just before we lop off your head."

"Animal!" Strange exclaimed.

"Oh dear, If that offends your tender sensibilities...Perhaps I shouldn't show you...This!" Dormammu said, revealing he had Strange's amulet in his possession.

"My amulet!" Strange exclaimed in shock.

"Thank you so much for bringing it along. A bit gaudy for my tastes..." Dormammu said with a shrug before smiling. "...But it will certainly serve my need."

"That amulet was given to me by The Ancient One himself!" Strange said.

"Of course. That is exactly why I need it. There are a few mystic artifacts in all the world as unique and powerful as this," Dormammu answered before making a villainous laugh.

"You'll have no luck exploiting the amulet's magicks. I've conjured an infinite number of security enchantments into it," Strange said with a smile. "God himself would have difficulty unlocking its secrets!"

"Lucky for me, then. That I'm not God," Dormammu retorted. "Although I will be, shortly. All thanks to you, Strange," Dormammu added before making his way out. "The Age of Dormammu has finally begun!"

"Where are you going?" Strange asked.

"Why...to melt all creation into a pool of cosmic slag...and then mold it together..." Dormammu said, once again explaining his plans for domination. "In MY Image. I may even let you live to see it...Of course, if you behave."

"Dormammu!!!" Strange yelled in anger as he tried to break free of his bonds.

"That's it, Stephen...Scream my name. Soon..." Dormammu said, walking out of the torture chamber. "...All the Infinite Multiverses will be doing the same!"

Elsewhere

"Left...No, right...A little more...No..." Umar said as she ordered some of Dormammu's minions to move over the statue of The Hulk while her daughter was drinking some soul smoothie. (Smoothie made from the soul of the damned with a mix of banana and strawberry) "Let's try it over by the Mephiston Mirror of Madness," Umar added before sighing in happiness and...love? "Just look at that thing! Magnificent! Absolutely Magnificent!"

"Well, I'm happy you've got your statue primed and ready, mother..." Kiara said sarcastically.

"Now, now daughter. I'm willing to share my toys with you if you behave nicely," Umar said. "As soon as we're done conquering the Infinite Multiverses with Dormammu. I'm going to rush home and dissolve the crystalline spell. And then...Oh, then...The fun is really going to start."

"Can you calm down your raging libido, mom..." Kiara said with a chuckle.

"You're one to talk, honey. I can smell your arousal from over here. As I said, I'm willing to share," Umar said before turning to the servants who were panting from moving The Hulk around. "Maybe if we move it next to the Soul-eating Lilac Bushes...? Decisions. Decisions..."

"Mom, where's Uncle Dormammu? He's gotten the amulet from Strange. We really should be getting on with it by now," Kiara said, getting a groan from her mother.

"Knowing him. He's probably telling Strange every detail of our plan. He always does," Umar said with a disappointed look on her face. "Can't keep his flaming mouth shut!"

"Kakaka! He really does seem to do that...A lot..." Kiara retorted.

"If we could only conquer the Omniverse alone, daughter. Life would be so much easier..." Umar said before caressing The Hulk'd crystalline frame. "But No...We actually need him! Not that I'd ever admit that. Ah well, once we've transformed creation and absorbed Multiversal Eternity's power between ourselves. It should be Child's play to Incinerate Dormammu's consciousness. He likes to pretend that he's suspicious of us!"

"He also does that a lot...even after I constant backstabbings and betrayals," Kiara said as her mother smiled innocently.

"Indeed, but he has always trusted us blindly, completely, always has...The Pathetic Dunce!" Umar said before placing a finger on her green-coated lips. "Daughter, your step-father-to-be. Hmm, my husband-to-be still doesn't look quite right over here."

"Wait, wait...I know!" Kiara said, breaking her mother out of her thought. "They should take him into the Royal Bed Chamber!"

"Brilliant, as expected of my daughter," Umar said before looking at the servants. "Take him to our Bed Chamber and do give him a good polishing while you're at it. Move quickly before I chose to eradicate your existence."

"The Hulk is my prisoner, Sister, Niece...Not a piece of furniture," Dormammu said calmly as he made his presence known with his army following behind him. "And I don't recall giving the both of you permission to take him."

"Ara? Since when do we need your permission to do anything?" Umar asked as the servants were between a rock and a hard place about who to listen to. At the end of the day, death was the only answer for them.

"I will soon be the Lord of All Multiverses. Don't you think it's time for the both of you to show me the respect I'm due?" Dormammu asked.

"Uncle, we'll be ruling together. Don't forget that," Kiara said, rolling her eyes.

"And as for respect. As soon as you earn it. We'll be happy to accord it," Umar answered, looking at Dormammu briefly.

"What must I do to please!?" Dormammu asked. "I have the amulet! Nothing can stop me now!"

"Us. Nothing can stop us now," Umar said, correcting Dormammu's mistake. "Nothing? Let's hope so."

"Trust me, Sister, and Niece. At long last...We've won!" Dormammu exclaimed.

"Mom, you know...He might be right..." Kiara whispered to her mother.

"Hmm. Much as I hate to say this Dormammu...For once...You may be right," Umar said, agreeing with her daughter.

"Why don't you have faith in me? Why must you always doubt me? Why..." Dormammu said before remembering what Umar just said a few seconds ago. "Wait a minute...! Did you just say...that you think I'm right?"

"I may have...It's been so long, I've forgotten," Umar answered smugly.

"Don't deny it! I heard you! You said I was right!" Dormammu said with a smile. "For the first time in my life...Umar, you said I was right!"

"Now that I think about it...I didn't say that at all..." Umar retired, taking her daughter's soul smoothie.

"Hey!" Kiara exclaimed in annoyance before her Uncle walked up to her.

"You heard her, right niece?" Dormammu asked and only got a shrug in response. Dormammu sighed before turning to one of his minions. "You heard her, didn't you? Answer me!!"

"They have no tongues, brother. You ripped them out Eons ago. Now leave them Alone and Let's Go!" Umar said, slurping on her smoothie. "Daughter, you have to tell me the recipe for this."

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Kiara asked with a glare before following her mother and uncle.

With Strange

"Curse me for a novice!" Strange yelled, trying to break the mystical bindings. "I let him lure me here...Take the Amulet! Now he'll conjure forth the portal...and after that...He'll undo Everything! Everything!" Strange added before frowning, realizing he should have just crossed dimensions and ask the Justice League or someone for help. "And it's all my fault...My...FAULT!...No...No! I must find a way! I will find a...AHHHHHH!" Strange yelled, getting shocked by the defenses placed on the chains. "No matter the pain...the unspeakable anguish...I must break the hideous spell of containment and..." Strange said in pain before noting Namor waking up. "Namor...?"

"S-Strange..." Namor said.

"Namor! I'm listening! What is it? Talk to me!" Strange said as he was happy to see Namor alive and well.

"...Will you..." Namor muttered.

"Will I what, Old friend?" Strange asked.

"Will you...for the love of God...Shut Up!" Namor yelled in annoyance. "I've got a miserable headache and your screaming isn't helping things."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Forgive me. I'll try to be a tad quieter as I desperately struggle to break free..." Strange said, glaring in Namor's direction. "...And Save All Creation!"

"My kingdom or an aspirin..." Namor answered.

Across the Dimensional Gulf, On the Planet, Dr. Strange is sworn to Protect

"So lemme get this straight. Dude...you're on, like a quest?" Bill asked The Silver Surfer.

"All men are on a quest, are they not? From the moment we first draw breath...We embark upon a voyage across the stormy seas of our own minds...Seeking the answer to the impenetrable Riddle Of Being!" The Silver Surfer answered. "And that is why I have come among you! You, who ride the board as I do! You...who bravely sure the waves of infinity! Together...we can unravel the riddle together...We can find our answers!"

"Whatever makes you happy, bro," Ted said.

"What is happiness? Is it merely the satisfaction of our animal needs...Or is it someone deeper?" The Silver Surfer asked, staring at the small group with him. "Something intangible...that stirs our very souls!"

"Hm? Maye you should take to one of the Bettys. They're like, into poetry and all that stuff..." Ted suggested, looking in a certain direction.

"'Bettys'?" Silver Surfer asked.

"Bettys. Y'know, Babes in butt-floss...? Chicks?" Ted answered, pointing at the ladies in the distance.

"If you mean women...Yes, I will speak with one...and perhaps, together we can plumb the great mystery," Silver Surfer said, talking to every woman on the beach who all asked the same question. 'So...like...do you have a girlfriend?'

After a while, The Silver Surfer returned to Bill and Ted.

"Yo, bro! How goes the quest for meaning?" Bill asked.

"I am wracked with despair and disappointment! My heart is Crushed! My soul in Tatters!" Silver Surfer said with a frown.

"Not bodacious, Bro. Totally not bodacious!" Ted answered.

Sanctum Sanctorium of Dr. Strange, with Wong

"I find housework profoundly calming. The very act of focusing on something so small...so seemingly mundane..." Wong said, doing the laundry while holding the fort. "...Allows the mind to penetrate the veil of illusion and find the infinite self within our very hands. As The Ancient one often observed. There is no big or small, important or unimportant. Every act, when undertaken with love, becomes sacred."

"Is that how Strange gets you to play the boot-licking lackey, Wong? By feeding you philosophical justification for your servitude?" Dormammu said, appearing through a portal, and bypassing all the Sanctum Sanctorum's wards. Beside him were both Umar and Kiara in their usual dark, goth-like clothes. "Twisting the words of your departed master to convince you that washing his underwear...is scared?"

"Dormammu?" Wong exclaimed in shock.

"And Umar!/Kiara!" Both women said with a sigh.

"Where is Stephen? How have you breached our defenses? Why have you come here?" Wong asked, dropping what he was holding and looking at the Faltine trio.

"Excellent questions...Forgive me if I don't bother to answer them!" Dormammu answered, folding his arms behind his back.

"I warn you! I am a sorcerer of no Small Skill! And I will fight so long as life remains in this body!" Wong said, preparing for a fight.

"Well said, Wong! Well said!" Kiara said before clapping for the monk.

"But I have no desire to kill you...Yet," Dormammu said. "You may prove useful to me later."

"Perhaps I was too hasty in choosing the green paperweight as my next lover. This little creature is also adorable," Umar said with a seductive smile which got a groan from her daughter. "Fine, he can make a good concubine for you, if you wish for it. Or we can even switch, daughter."

"Hm? The green one is quite large, so he might be well endowed," Kiara said, placing a finger on her lip before smiling erotically.

"Both of you, control yourselves!" Dormammu exclaimed, not wanting to deal with his sister's or niece's carnal appetites.

"Buzzkill..." Kiara said with a tired sigh.

"Subdue him...But try not to do any permanent..." Dormammu said before his army jumped Wong and began beating him up. "...Damage."

"Well, if they're good for one thing. It's most definitely their enthusiasm," Kiara said with a chuckle.

"Look around you, Sister, Niece! Here, in this Sanctum. The mystical ley lines of an Infinite number of Multiverses converge!" Dormammu exclaimed in excitement as both ladies looked uninterested. "Here, the doorways between realities, so thin! There is no perfect spot for Dormammu!"

"And Umar!/Kiara!" Both women corrected again.

"*sigh* Umar and Kiara..." Dormammu said before smiling evilly once more. "...To step through the portal...and take the ultimate power into his-"

"Our!" Both Umar and Kiara said, correcting Dormammu.

"*sigh* Our hands..." Dormammu said with a groan.

"Mom, can the little man come with us?" Kiara asked with a smile.

"Will the both of you forget your carnal appetites and hedonistic lifestyle, for One Moment!?" Dormammu asked in annoyance, holding up Strange's amulet.

"Just one. Now, are you going to unlock the amulet...or are you planning to give us another Forty-Minute speech?" Umar asked, getting slightly impatient.

"The time for speeches my dears...Is Long Past!" Dormammu said, raising his hands up with the amulet. "By the seven rings of Raggador...The Dread Dormammu now unleashes the amulet's energies...shreds the fabric o reality!"

"Hm, it actually worked," Kiara said, looking at the blue portal that opened up in the room before chuckling.

"Do you see, Sister! Niece! Do you see what I-" Dormammu said.

"We," Umar said.

"*sigh* We have done?" Dormammu said in a sad tone.

"We. We haven't done anything yet," Umar said with a frown.

"Not until we walk through that portal, uncle..." Kiara added, finishing her mother's current thoughts.

"A moment, Umar, Kiara...To savor this achievement," Dormammu said with an evil chuckle.

"No. You always do that. And, while you're busy congratulating yourself, Strange shows up and-" Umar said, scolding her brother while Kiara chose to stay out of this family drama.

"Will you stop worrying about Strange?" Dormammu asked, raising his hands up in annoyance. "Sister, Niece...Let us, at long last, put aside our differences. Let us join hands and make this journey...United in purpose. No more bickering within ourselves. No more backstabbing."

"Where's the fun in that?" Umar asked before looking at her daughter. "Is that fun, honey?"

"I beg you, Umar! Kiara! Let this be a new beginning for us!" Dormammu said in a hurry, not giving his niece time to respond to his sister's question.

"As you wish," Umar answered with a sigh before pulling her daughter into a one-armed hug.

"You...agree?" Dormammu asked.

"Yes..." Umar answered before looking at Dormammu with a smile. "For all our differences, brother. For all our conflicts. My daughter and I have always loved you."

"You...you two have never spoken such words to me before!" Dormammu said. "My blackened soul is now uplifted! My Very Being is Transformed!" Dormammu yelled in joy before looking to the portal. "So come...come my beloved niece and sister...The Portal Awaits!"

"We'll be right behind you..." Umar said as Dormammu stepped into the portal. "...Sucker."

"That was heartwarming, mom..." Kiara said with a smile before getting pushed into the portal by Umar.

"Yes, yes..." Umar said with a chuckle before walking in behind her daughter and brother.

A few moments later, Unknown Area

"Who dares intrude upon the infinite solitude..." Eternity spoke, staring at the trio of beings standing on a floating platform and staring up at him. "...Of ETERNITY?"

"It is I...Lord of the Dark Dimension! The Eater of Souls! The Lord of Chaos!" Dormammu said, hyping himself up as his two companions rolled their eyes in annoyance. "Dormammu!"

"And Umar!/Kiara!" Both women said, correcting the mistake.

"*sigh* Umar and Kiara!" Dormammu said.

"We have met before. But...whether it was an instant ago...or an age...I cannot say. Beings such as you...are mere flickering thoughts in my measureless consciousness." Eternity said, staring at Dormammu and the other two women. (Classic Dormammu stalemated Eternity on two different occasions. The fight threatened to destroy both of them and all of reality.)

"Perhaps that was so. Until now..." Dormammu said, pointing his finger at the massive size of Eternity. "But this time Dormammu-"

"And Umar!/Kiara!" Both women said, continuing the running gag of this chapter.

"*sigh* Umar and Kiara..." Dormammu said with a groan. "Will bend Eternity to my-"

"Our." Both women said.

"*sigh* Our wills, absorbing your powers...AND REMAKING ALL OF CREATION!!" Dormammu said with a triumphant shout as the trio prepared for a long fight.

Timeskip

In a place that exists beyond all time and space, that transcends all levels of reality and dream stood the trio of Dormammu, Umar, and Kiara. The three Faltines were standing over the corpse of Multi-Eternity, killing the abstract being after a long fight.

"I'm surprised that no one tried to stop us from doing this," Kiara said with a chuckle. "Well it can't be helped and my body hurts."

"Ick," Umar said, looking at the 'blood' of Eternity which revealed countless multiverses within it.

"Excuse me?" Dormammu asked, looking at Umar.

"All of this...Ick. It's disgusting," Umar answered with Kiara nodding in agreement.

"This 'Ick' as you call it, is the blood...If one can truly call it blood...Of one of the Strongest beings in all the multiverse, maybe the Omniverse!" Dormammu exclaimed in triumph.

"Multiverse Shmultiverse. It's Ick," Umar retorted plainly.

"It is pretty disgusting..." Kiara said, materializing a stick and poking the 'Ick'. "Yeah, it feels...weird."

"I am appalled by both your attitudes, Umar and Kiara!" Dormammu said before sighing.

"Thank you. We try our best," Umar said.

"Can't you two comprehend the Terrible Glory, the cosmic enormity of what we've done?" Dormammu asked, causing Umar to sigh in annoyance.

"Dormammu...must you always put things So melodramatically?" Umar asked.

"MELODRAMATICALLY...!? In the name of every god and demon that's ever lived..." Dormammu answered. "We've defeated Eternity!"

"Wonderful, and...?" Kiara asked.

"And once we immerse ourselves with his essence...descent into the very core of his being," Dormammu said with a grin. "We will have absorbed enough power to be undisputed Lords of All Creation!"

"Like I said before, wonderful. And?" Kiara asked again, poking one of the smaller multiverses and mistakenly destroying it, killing those that lived in it. "Hm, my bad."

"Isn't that enough?" Dormammu asked in anguish.

"For now. I suppose..." Umar answered before turning to her daughter. "Stop poking the Ick."

"Sorry mum," Kiara said with a shrug.

"Well then, Dormammu. Go ahead," Umar said, looking at the corpse of Eternity.

"Go ahead. What?" Dormammu asked in confusion.

"Walk into the...Ick," Umar answered with a shrug, getting a confused look from Dormammu.

"I thought we three were doing this together. Dormammu, Umar, and Kiara. Remade as Gods, molding the Infinite Multiverse to suit their dreams and desires," Dormammu said.

"Even I have limits...and cosmic Ick is one of them," Umar said, looking at her daughter who gave her a bored shrug.

"Is this a trick?" Dormammu asked suspiciously.

"Of course not. When have I ever tricked you?" Umar asked.

"Kakakakakaka~," Kiara laughed at her mother's joke.

"Uh...don't answer that," Umar said, glancing at her daughter before glaring at her. "Ultimately, Brother, it is better if only one of us imbibes the essence of Eternity. Who knows what cosmic imbalance may occur if all three of us risk entering that infinite...yuck."

"I thought it was Ick," Kiara said.

"Ick. Yuck. Same difference," Umar answered with a smile.

"You realize, sister...niece that if I do this alone..." Dormammu said, explaining the severity of the situation. "All of Eternity's power will be mine...and mine alone!"

"For all out many differences, brother. My daughter and I trust you..." Umar said.

"You do...?" Dormammu asked, looking at both black-haired women.

"...And I know that you will gladly share your power with the sister and niece who loves you...above all else," Umar answered, rolling her eyes slightly.

"Love...? Do you truly love me, Sister? Niece?" Dormammu asked with joy.

"How could we not? You are blood of our blood, the flesh of our flesh. Soul of our soul," Umar answered while Kiara stifled a laugh.

"You have touched Dormammu's heart...in a way it has rarely been touched before! I go now beloved, Umar...Kiara...into the mystery of Eternity...and when I return..." Dormammu said, walking toward the Ick of Eternity and entering it. "The Power of Creation itself...shall be ours!"

"Safe journey..." Umar said as Dormammu sank into Eternity's Ick. "Imbecile!" Umar finished before turning to her daughter. "Come, daughter. We have some important things to do."

"Coming!" Kiara said, walking through the portal her mother created.

"I'm sure you will after our time with the Green Paperweight," Umar said erotically.

With Dormammu

"...Worlds Within Worlds! Dimensions folding into themselves! Entire multiverses being born...and collapsing into ruin!" Dormammu exclaimed, freefalling through the infinite multiverse. "And yet I sense that all this...is but the merest fraction of what Eternity is! What I will become...when I reach...The core! The very heart of Eternity's Being!" Dormammu yelled as he monologued. "Here all energy, all matter, lies sleeping in its unmanifest state! I will descend into the oceanic void that preceded the birth of form...and, beneath the waves of Eternal Nothingness. Detonate Eternity's heart...triggering another Creation Event," Dormammu said, making his way deeper into Eternity's being. "Filtering the surge through my own consciousness...Rebirthing every being and thing in all the infinite multiverse..." Dormammu said as he began the process of merging his consciousness with the Infinite Multiverse which didn't go unnoticed. "In My IMAGE!!!"

Dormammu's Domain, with Dr. Strange

"Well girls, looks like we've got two outworlders for class B torture," A manticore Mamano by the name, of Jessie, said as she stared at the two other manticores with her and both Strange and Namor.

"Do you think, mom would allow us to have them for husbands?" Tara, the second manticore in the group asked with an erotic smile. (Reasoning for Kiara being called mom, is that she created the monster girls' species. Making her their progenitor, plus a bit of her essence is in them)

"Eh, I don't think that would be smart," Faye said shyly as she looked at her sister manticores. "Mr. Dormammu asked us to make sure we lay the hurt on the prisoners without killing them. Plus, I'm sure he would be angry if we had sex with his prisoners."

"How sad, I just want a husband who can take me to town. Oh well," Tara said before looking at Namor who was struggling to breathe. "What's with the Hunk in fish-scale underwear? He's not looking so good..."

"...Even for here, sis..." Jessie said, referring to The Dark Dimension. "He dies...we have ourselves a real problem, girls."

"True...we're pretty lucky we won't get fed to The Mindless Ones. I'm sure if it was one of the other...servants they would get punished," Tara said with a shrug.

"Lucky us...We might not be killed but we'll most definitely get punished by mother," Jessie said with a groan while Faye walked over to Namor to find out what was wrong with him.

"...Wheeeez..." Namor choked out as Faye checked his body temperature and soon found out he was quite dehydrated. "...AKKK..."

"Yikes. He sounds like he's got asthma or something!" Jessie exclaimed before turning to Faye. "Hey, what are you doing? Get back here and stop cupping a feel of the Hunky fish-man!"

"Don't you understand? Namor is an amphibian. He needs to be hydrated to live!" Strange called as all three manticores turned to look at him.

"Hm. That should be easy enough. Would bodily fluids work?" Tara asked with a smile, only to get socked in the back of the head by Jessie.

"The sorcerer meant water not your pussy juice or tail pussy juice. Think with your head, not your libido!" Jessie scolded with a sigh before turning to Faye. "Faye, could you get Mr. Fish-man some water and give it to him to drink? We can't have him dying on us."

"Hm, I thought I would have to convince them greatly," Strange said, slightly happy he didn't have to deal with the average Dormammu servant. "Who are you demons anyways?"

"We are the children/creations of our lady, Kiara Valentine," All three manticores answered with a smile. "And we've been tasked to watch you two, and make sure you don't die."

"Kiara, hm. She's still here then," Strange muttered to himself, thinking of his...ex-girlfriend. Well, can't blame him, not like he knew she was Dormammu's niece at first. "Well, if I could kindly ask you to let me out of this."

"No!"

Umar's and Kiara's shared Quarters

"...Insufferable! Absolutely Insufferable!" Umar exclaimed while Kiara just sighed at her mother's constant whining. "I've never seen deification go to someone's head quite so quickly!" Umar added, walking around in a fit. "Worship Dormammu...Obey Dormammu...Sacrifice your hamsters at Dormammu's altar!"

"I guess it does kinda get really old after the first Billion years," Kiara said, hovering in midair while poking the statue of The Hulk.

"What did we expect honestly?" Umar asked with a sigh. "I knew this was going to be the situation that required patience, and patience, they say, is a virtue...Of course, Virtues have never been one of my strong suits."

"Luckily, I didn't pick that from you," Kiara said with a chuckle, causing Umar to sigh.

"True," Umar said with a chuckle before frowning. "Now, what can I do to kill a few millennia...? A nice hot bath would be a good start. At least it will wash away the stain of his-"

Umar stopped what she was saying before turning to look at The Hulk statue that her daughter was fiddling with.

"Why I'd forgotten all about the green paperweight," Umar said before looking at Kiara. "Daughter, I don't know if I'm still inclined to make him my consort."

"I'm sure you'll figure something out," Kiara said before the statue was lifted up with magic and followed in Umar's direction. "Yeah, just do that instead."

"Come daughter, I'm sure we can think of a few interesting things to do with him..." Umar said with a smile, moving the statue of The Hulk with her into their bedchamber. "Once I undo Dormammu's enchantment."

A few moments later

"Well, that's done..." Kiara said, undoing the magical enchantment while her mother rummaged through their wardrobe to find appealing underwear.

"Huh...? Wha...?" Hulk asked, finding himself no longer transmuted to a statue before noticing himself in a new location. "HULK SMASH! HULK...??!!"

"You'll be smashing alright. My daughter and I of course. I do hope you last longer than the others," Umar said, walking toward The Hulk in a black thong and bra that highlights her curves.

A few moments later, again

*BOOM!* *KRASH!* *SMASH!* *SQUEEEK!* *KRAAAAAM!*

"Hulk...Exhausted!" Hulk cried out, trapped in the unending pleasure of both Umar and Kiara who were doing unimaginable things to him. In the midst of their fucking, they were also shaking the tower.

"Umar...just getting started!" Umar retorted lustfully as she rode The Hulk while her daughter was receiving cunnilingus from the Jolly Green Giant while also moaning lustfully.

Will the two Faltines defeat The Incredible Hulk? Or will The Hulk bounce back and turn the Two Faltines into his cocksleeves? Find out soon in a few moments on, The Hulk vs Umar and Kiara.

Earth

"...I do not understand," Silver Surfer said, pointing to the ground.

"What's not to understand, your bodaciousness? It's a Clambake, Y'dig?" Ted asked.

"But...you are burying your food in the sand..." The surfer stated.

"Totally, bro!" Ted retorted with a grin.

"The food you intend to consume..." Silver Surfer stated again like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Absolutely. We're gonna chow down till we're like totally beached," Ted said.

"This...is most unhygienic," Silver surfer said, still pointing at the hotdogs cooking on the beach sand and flames.

"Whaddaya mean?" Ted asked.

"Are you aware that you are interring your dinner amidst copious amounts of sand crab droppings..." Silver Surfer said, making use of his Power Cosmic or maybe just his common sense. Who knows?

"Droppings...?" Ted asked.

"...Not to mention other dangerous bacteria..." Silver Surfer added before putting his arms behind him.

"Bacteria...?" Ted asked.

"I could convert all of it to pure energy and channel it through your pineal gland," Silver surfer said as Ted made had a worried look on his face. "This is a far more efficient...and far more salubrious...way of ingesting nourishment."

"Maybe so, bro...But it's sure a lot less fun," Ted said,

"Wait!" Silver Surfer exclaimed, feeling a disturbance in the force, almost as if the fabric of creation, time, and space had been tampered with.

"Huh?" Ted asked, unknowingly going through a monsterization transformation, courtesy of The Dreaded Dormammu.

"Did you feel that?" Silver Surfer asked, looking to the sky.

"Feel what?" Ted asked as the others behind him had fully monsterized into ugly gremlin-like demons.

"A subtle shift...in the fabric of all time and space. I the very essence of all being," The Silver Surfer explained to the Earthling.

"Only thing I felt, dude...was my stomach growling!" Ted said as he was now fully monsterized before holding his stomach.

"But are you sure you didn't feel...?" Silver Surfer asked, still concentrating on the stars than what was behind him. He probably already noticed or didn't care.

"Droppings and Bacteria...Here I come!" Ted said in a deeper voice.

"Oh well. It couldn't have been anything significant," Silver Surfer said with a shrug.

Meanwhile, Back in the Dark Dimension

"...Just like the rest of them. Six minutes and they're out like a light!" Umar complained, holding on to her daughter's head while she was receiving some cunnilingus. She looked down at The Hulk who was sleeping happily with a huge smile on his face. "Someday, I'll meet someone capable of keeping up with me. Either that or I'll have to create one..." Umar said before looking at her daughter. "Actually, you do a good job daughter, but it's to be expected of my own flesh and blood. Sometimes I miss your father, he could always last in bed."

"Too bad we can't have some father, mother, and daughter time together," Kiara said, removing herself from her mother's crotch before bringing out her long tongue and licking her mother's pussy juice from her and moaning in joy. "Tastes good."

"You're welcome, daughter," Umar said, looking at the broken bed and the numerous holes in the bedroom. "Ah well, this endeavor wasn't a total loss."

"Hm?" Kiara asked, materializing a nightgown and putting it over her naked body.

"Our...encounter distracted the paperweight just long enough for me to slip the Behavioral Modification Spell into the seventh layer of his aura," Umar explained, putting on her g-string thong as white liquid trailed down her legs. "And a very interesting aura it, too. Almost as if there were two souls inhabiting it. One dormant, one active..."

"So, I'm guessing you're going to perform a psychic dissection after you're finished with the brute?" Kiara asked, remembering the times she would accompany her mother to experiment on some unfortunate fellow who caught her fancy.

"Perhaps later. But for now...we'll have to find something to do with him," Umar said, putting a finger to her lips. "Perhaps a bath attendant?" Umar asked herself before rejecting the idea. "No, that would require neutering...and I'll need him at full power if our plan is to work."

"You could you know, let him go since he isn't giving us much..." Kiara suggested with a shrug.

"Or we could just keep him in the dungeon...and bring him up every evening for our...amusement," Umar said. "Not that he amused me very much today... Oh, but what if I performed a doubling spell? If there are two of him..."

"That would be bad, think of the damage to the furniture. We already need to get the room fixed," Kiara said as her mother sighed in agreement. "Plus, housekeeping's going to be working overtime as it is."

"I'll have to sort it out later, then. For now, it's enough to know that The Hulk will be the Instrument that ensures our triumph!" Umar said with a shrug, rubbing the back of her head. "Poor benighted Dormammu! Doing all the work so that both his dear sister and niece can reap the benefits!"

"How cruel," Kiara said with a chuckle.

"All right now, my emerald gudgeon...UP!" Umar commanded before looking to Kiara who yawned in boredom. "We're off to the dungeons! I think the beast will like it down there! It's cold and miserable and unbearably lonely...with only roaches and rat tails to eat."

"I almost feel bad," Kiara said with a groan, taking a sit on an empty chair.

"Disgusting yes. But what more would you expect from Dormammu's prison? Plus, there will be nothing to distract the beast from dreaming of his Beloved Umar," Umar said, staring at The Hulk. "You do love me, don't you, darling?"

"Yeah, you can keep him...I've had my fun..." Kiara spoke up as Umar ignored her and concentrated on The Hulk.

"Of course you do. You can't help it. No male or female in any world, in any multiverse, can resist Umar's seductive charms. Of course, my daughter comes a close second in beauty, as to be expected," Umar said before noticing The Hulk beginning to shrink in size, losing his green tint and muscles slowly. "Varicose Veins of The Vishanti! What's happening!?"

"Interesting..." Kiara said as The Hulk turned back to Bruce Banner who was beginning to wake up.

"Huh? Wha? How?" Bruce asked groggily.

"How indeed!?!?" Umar asked, looking at the new figure with a frown. "Who are you!?"

"Huh?" Bruce asked, looking around the room and noticing the two black-haired women that looked like twins, kinda.

"I asked you a Question! Who are you!?" Umar exclaimed in anger.

"Bruce...I'm Bruce Ba-" Bruce said before being interrupted.

"Bruce? What kind of ludicrous name is Bruce?" Umar asked, slowly losing her patience. Not like she had much, to begin with.

"What happened here? Last I remember somebody...I think Dormammu...turned me into a...A Statue," Bruce said as Kiara listened in with a smile while reading a romance novel. "That explains why I feel like I have rocks in my head."

"Is this my brother's doing? He knows, doesn't he? He knows what we're planning and he's spirited The Hulk away..." Umar said with anger plastered on his beautiful features. "...Replacing him with a puny, pale imitation of a man!"

"Bummer," Kiara said, still reading her novel.

"Same old story, No respect! The Big Green Doofus? Everybody respects him!" Bruce exclaimed in annoyance. "Me? 'Pale imitation of a Man'! I've gotta tell ya...I'm getting damn sick of-"

"You're in collusion with Dormammu! You have stolen my...our paperweight from us! And for that you will pay, do you hear me? YOU WILL PAY!!!" Umar exclaimed while Banner looked on in confusion before realizing something.

"Oh. Now I get it. You've gotta be Umar, and the lady sitting over there is your daughter, Kiara," Bruce said, understanding the situation. "Strange told me a lot about you two."

"Doctor Strange?" Both women asked with interest.

"Yup. Said you were both total loons. Well, he said Kiara was somewhat better than her mother..." Bruce said with a shrug. "And guess what? He was right."

"So you're not Dormammu's puppet...You're Stramge's!" Umar stated with a frown.

"I'm not anybody's puppet!" Bruce said, defending himself.

"What you are is a Dead MAN...Unless you ring back My Green Lackey Back..." Umar exclaimed as her aura began emanating from her. "...NOW!!!"

"No can do," Bruce retorted casually, placing his arms behind his head while Kiara's expression turned from calm to straight-up fear.

"Wait, you can't be that stupid," Kiara said, having a feeling that her mother would just explode and destroy everything, including her servants/creation/children. Whatever she chooses to call them.

"You refuse?" Umar asked, clenching her teeth in anger.

"Y'see. I have to be really pissed off, angry, or super-stressed to turn into The Hulk...And I've gotta tell ya..." bruce said with a smile. "...I'm feeling awfully Mellow right now. In fact, it's weird. I don't think I've ever felt this relaxed in years..."

"NOW!" Umar yelled, firing out a blast of dark energy blowing up part of Dormammu's tower and destroying some land.

"Never seen her this angry in a while..." Kiara stated before returning to her book as the crisis had been averted, somewhat.

"Wow, I really am relaxed..." Bruce said, noticing that the space behind him had been eradicated.

"And Dead. Don't forget Dead," Umar added as her hands glowed with power.

"H-Hang on. Lemme just give this a try..." Bruce said with a frightened face. "HULK ON! IT'S HULKIN' TIME! SHAZULK!"

"Kaka, it's hulkin' time..." Kiara laughed as Bruce couldn't seem to bring our The Hulk. "However, he didn't Hulk all over them."

"Uh...Just how dead are we talking here?" Bruce asked both women nervously.

"Extremely."

With Strange and Namor

Namor had knocked out all the manticores, instead of killing them on request from Strange. After all, he didn't want Kiara throwing a hissy fit and destroying things in her anger.

"Your life has been spared demons for giving me water," Namor said, walking over to the unconscious manticores who all had blissful smiles on their faces and some suggestive fluids lying underneath them.

"Before you start beating your own chest and bellowing like a bull ape..." Strange said, still trapped in his mystical trap. "...Do you think you can get me down from here?"

"And why would I want to do that?" Namor asked.

"Because I'm the only one who can get us back to Earth...?" Strange explained.

"Back to Earth? You couldn't even get us out of this room!" Namor said, flying to Strange and looking for a method to destroy the bindings.

"I was the one who asked them to bring you water," Strange said.

"Oh, well. Thank you so much," Namor said sarcastically.

"You're very welcome," Strange replied sarcastically.

"I was being sarcastic..." Namor said.

"So was I. Now get me down from here! Quickly before the previous guards' return, fo-" Strange said before feeling the mystical chains break.

"Quick enough?" Namor asked mockingly as Strange fell to the floor.

"I wasn't aware that you even had a sense of humor...let alone a predilection for slapstick," Strange said, getting to his feet.

"Life is nothing if not surprising," Namor retorted.

"Quite..." Strange said, reaching for The Cloak of Levitation. "Now, I teleport us home...and we stop Dormammu."

"Teleport us home...? Why didn't you do that hours ago?" Namor asked with a frown.

"My bonds were mystically forged to prevent me from using any enchantments," Strange explained, putting on the cloak.

"I thought The Great Sorcerer Supreme has a counter-spell for All Occasion," Namor said.

"I do...and given time, I would have found a way to break us free," Strange said.

"Given more time, we both would have been rotting corpses..." Namor answered, folding his arms against his chest.

"Always look on the bright side, don't you?" Strange asked sarcastically.

"I'm a realist." Namor retorted.

"Ah, but what is reality? In my years studying the occult arts, I've learned that what we perceive to be real is no more than a dream! A cosmic fantasy that-" Strange said.

"Please, spare me the new age babble," Namor pleaded.

"You are as narrow-minded as you are bull-headed," Strange answered before sighing.

"Are you going to stand there insulting me...or get us out of this HellHole?" Namor asked before noticing that Strange was just standing there, doing nothing. "Strange...?"

"I'm thinking it over..." Strange answered.

"Now who's suddenly developed a sense of humor?" Namor asked.

"Desperate times..." Strange answered, preparing his magic.

"I'm loath to bring this up...but what about the..." Namor said with a slightly disgusted face. "...Excuse the expression...Hulk?"

"Banner will have to fend for himself till we can get back for him. Right now, our priority is..." Strange said, making use of his teleportation magic to appear in a desolate world. "...Dormammu!"

"Strange, you idiot!" Namor exclaimed, floating in midair and looking at the strange world they were now in. "You teleported us to the wrong world!"

"If only I had," Strange said, noticing what had happened and what Dormammu had accomplished.

"What? You can't mean that this..." Namor said, looking at the literal Hell on Earth scenario.

"...Is the Earth, Namor. Dormammu's Earth," Strange said with a frown. "As I suspected...He's managed to siphon off the Infinite Energies of Eternity himself...and I fear that this...is only a small part of the damage he's wrought."

"You speak as if Dormammu has become some kind of...God," Namor stated, looking at the massive towers that occupied every spot they could see.

"'God'...may be too small a word," Strange said.

"We've each encountered our share of self-appointed gods before, Strange..." Namor said. "And every time, we've stopped them."

"You don't understand? Eternity is a God! He is...one of the complete embodiment of everyone and everything...on all levels of creation!" Strange exclaimed, explaining the severity of their situation. "If Dormammu has absorbed even a fraction of that power...It's a nightmare beyond conception. All we see...is a reflection of Dormammu's consciousness. Every living creature...every multiverse...planet...Every random thought...every passing breeze...Belongs To Him."

"Not everything, Strange. Not us," Namor said, pointing to himself and Strange.

"And, for the moment, at least...That is our sole advantage," Strange said. "When he created this...abomination of a multiverse. He didn't create the two of us as part of it."

"Then...there's hope?" Namor asked.

"Hope...we may be overstating it. But there is a chance, and together, my friend. We might be able to," Strange explained.

"Let me be clear about this: I joined in this quest because I have no choice because duty demands it," Namor said with a frown. "But I do not consider you a friend, Strange. I never have." (Except for Steven Rogers. Namor and Steve go way back, WW2 actually)

"By all means them. Hate me...just so long as you help me," Strange said before weaving some magic.

"What are you..!?" Namor exclaimed before noticing his attire changing into a disguise to fit in.

"A mystical cloak, if you will. It would make it a little harder for Dormammu to...notice us," Strange said before magically changing his clothes also.

"And then?" Namor asked.

"Then, we find him and defeat him!" Strange answered.

"And how exactly do we find and defeat a God?" Namor asked, checking out his new threads.

"I'm open to suggestions," Strange answered.

"Once...long ago...I was afflicted with Amnesia. Namor the first...prince of the realm was a lost soul," Namor said. "Sleeping in fetid alleys, eating out of garbage dumpsters. My life...if you could call it that. It was a wretched tragedy."

"I understand Namor. You're saying that even then, at your Darkest Hour. You found hope...light," Strange said with a nod. "You triumphed over adversity and-"

"No. What I'm saying is...considering our current circumstances..." Namor said, looking at Strange. "Those were the good old days."

Dormammuverse

"The fool! Did he think to arrive undetected?" Dormammu asked, looking through his magic all as he watched both Strange and Namor talk to each other. "Did he think I will not feel him entering my Multiverse?"

"Obviously master...He is either arrogant or ignorant..." A voice called.

"Arrogant he has always been. But, I cannot fault him for his ignorance..." Dormammu said with a shrug. "...Since even in his wildest imaginings. He cannot possibly conceive of the full breadth of MY POWER!"

"I do not like him..." The voice said again.

"Indeed. I would think you hated him almost as much as I do..." Dormammu said.

"Shall we destroy him now, Master?" The voice asked.

"What? And deny me the delight of toying with him?" Dormammu asked in shock. "No, No, No. I want him to experience my world! To fully comprehend the appalling scope of my victory!" Dormammu added, falling back to his past ways of being unnecessarily arrogant. "I have so much I want to share with my dear, comrade!"

"I would not tarry too long, Mater. He has proven a formidable opponent before and-" The voice said.

"What did you say!?" Dormammu asked, looking to the source of the voice and revealing it to be a bald man wearing some wizard gars. "IDIOT! You speak of a past that no longer exists! I have wiped it from the timestream...and it's like will NEVER be seen AGAIN!"

"Forgive me, master. I meant no harm. My sole concern...is your welfare..." The man said.

"At the moment, slave. I would worry less about my welfare..." Dormammu said with an angered look on his flaming face. "...And more about your own. I trust I've made myself clear...Dr. Strange...?"

"Extremely clear...Master..." Strange answered.

End of Chapter