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On an outer-space adventure

They got hit by cosmic rays

And the four were changed forever

In some most fantastic ways

No need to fear, they're here

Just call the Four

Fantastic Four

- Don't need no more! - That's ungrammatical!

Reed Richards is elastic

Sue can fade from sight

Johnny is the Human Torch

The Thing just loves to fight

Call the Four

Fantastic Four

Fantastic Four

This is the greatest little video game I ever seen.

It's got the Skrulls invading the earth.

Nothing to stop them creepy alien enemy goofballs but yours truly.

Yours truly, Mama Grimm's blue-eyed baby boy!

Let me play with it awhile!

Oh, yeah? In your dreams!

No, I'm not letting that freak get away with zapping me.

It's my game! Let me have it!

You took the words right out of my mouth!

Flame on!

Back off, Mr Heat Rash!

Hold it, you two!

Put that sofa down!

How many times do I have to tell you? No flame-throwing around here.

I'm using my shield.

What is this thing, anyway?

It's just a toy, sis. I found it in the park.

It probably belongs to some poor kid.

Any kid who'd lose a game with me in it, deserves to lose it.

- Give me that! - We don't have time for this now.

Reed wants us. There's an important message coming in.

Probably Schwarzenegger begging me to be in his next movie.

Ben, Sue, Johnny, you're just in time.

Look, it's the President.

I owe you.

Dr Richards, it's good to see you again.

Likewise, Mr President.

Why didn't he tell us who it was?

Hello, Mr President.

Just cos I didn't vote for you,

don't mean I ain't behind you all the way, big guy.

I appreciate that.

We have trouble in the North Atlantic.

Bay of Fundy, due east of Grand Harbor.

The coastguard has reported encounters with unknown creatures.

We suspect they could be under the control of the submariner.

Prince Namor.

If that waterlogged weasel is looking for trouble...

If reports are true, this could be the beginning of a global catastrophe.

NASA has a satellite-tracking station there.

If anything happens to it, our entire surveillance system would be in danger.

We'll leave right away.

I knew I could count on you.

After all, like we say in Arkansas,

you guys are stronger than garlic in a moustache.

- Is he putting us on? - Quiet!

One more thing.

This operation must be secret. No need to alarm the public.

Well, you know what that means.

Yeah. I can't finish playing my game.

Hold it a second. Excuse me for interrupting.

But since some viewers might not speak fluent Skrull,

we'll use our mighty Marvel language converter

to bring you up to speed.

Great work, Votan.

The Fantastic Four believe you were their president.

That "garlic in the moustache" was a nice touch!

Just something I heard on a country and western radio station

beaming up from earth.

Now with the Fantastic Four off on a pointless chase

in the North Atlantic,

we can get on with our plans.

Notify Admiral Kah on the mother ship,

hiding behind earth's moon.

The Fantastic Four have taken the bait.

Commander Lyja, initiate Phase Beta.

Yes, Your Majesty. Commence Beta.

Skrull Earth operatives will assume the forms of the Fantastic Four

and commit criminal acts to discredit them.

Excitement is high as the crowd awaits the arrival of the Queen.

As Her Majesty gets out of the limousine,

she begins to greet her admirers.

And there's Sue "Storm" Richards, one of the beloved Fantastic Four.

And... good grief!

She's stealing the Queen's tiara!

Sue Richards is a crook!

Clear taxi strip for take-off.

Experimental jet now airborne.

Something's happening. It's Mr Fantastic!

And the Human Torch.

Look out! Mayday, mayday!

And it is with a very heavy heart that I say we do not know why

the Fantastic Four have become criminal menaces,

but they must be captured.

Bay of Fundy dead ahead.

- This is the spot. - Everything looks OK.

Some emergency! My Aunt Petunia could have handled this one.

Look!

What are they?

Well, they sure ain't Chicken of the Sea.

Strange. My cybernetic scope is not picking them up.

Here we go again. What's that supposed to mean?

They're not real. They're some kind of holographic projection.

Johnny, take us down.

Activate underwater canopies.

I'm getting sensor activity. We're getting warm.

Warmer.

There. That's the image generator.

But why would anyone want us to think those monsters are real?

OK, Big Brain, you tell us.

I'll know more once we get this back to the lab for analysis.

We got company.

Ahoy, the Fantastic Four.

You are under arrest by order of the President of the United States.

Are they kidding? Come on, let's kick some butt!

No. We don't fight our own government.

We play this one by the book.

It is all going according to plan, Magnificence.

Bring up some more prisoners. These are beginning to bore me.

Yes, soon we Skrulls shall grind the earth beneath our heel

and we won't have to battle the Fantastic Four!

Thanks to my brilliance,

they have been neutralised by their own army!

Now that the Fantastic Four are out of our way,

may we proceed with our battle plan?

Not yet, Admiral Kah.

Why not? The forces are gathered. Our enemy suspects nothing.

Not yet.

Until my undercover agents report the Fantastic Four are truly out of action,

we cannot launch the attack.

Is that clear, Admiral?

Yes, Your Majesty.

I have the most powerful invasion force of all

and I'm compelled to wait on that imperial fool!

What do you suggest, Admiral?

Begin the countdown.

If word doesn't come from the Emperor soon, I'll launch the attack anyway.

Begin the countdown.

In less than 12 earth hours, we shall dominate this planet,

while the Fantastic Four remain helpless in prison.

This bizarre chain of events was no accident.

It's time to take action.

Sue, Johnny, Ben, can you hear me?

- I've got you, Reed. - Loud and clear.

Yeah, I hear you, but a fat lot of good it does me.

The President thinks we've gone crazy and turned destructive.

The way Ben behaved, who can blame them?

Come on! So I punched out a couple of stone walls. Big deal!

Somebody framed us, but who and why?

I don't know, Johnny,

but we have to get out of here and stop them.

I've found my way out.

You three know what to do.

We'll rendezvous at site seven.

We must clear our names.

The Fantastic Four! Do you think we can hold 'em?

This joint is escape-proof.

Sorry, I really must be going.

Jailbreak!

Jailbreak! Help!

This should do the trick, I hope.

The prisoner's still here.

We're still missing Johnny, Reed.

Don't worry, darling. He's resourceful. He'll find a way.

Flame on!

Seal the perimeter cells!

They're playing my song!

The alien generator. The police didn't impound it.

They didn't know what it was.

Watch.

It duplicates life forms.

That image generator is cool.

I bet it could knock out some fantastic babes.

Where did it come from?

I'm not sure

but this is the hallmark of some highly evolved alien culture.

If you mean buggy-eyed monsters from outer space,

why didn't you just say so?

Whoever they are, they must have created exact replicas of each of us

and sent them out to commit crimes.

As easily as this.

Get out of here!

And they did this to get us out of the way.

- But why? - So what happens next?

Right, stretcho, come on. You're the leader.

Start leading.

This device came from outer space. Do we have anything going out there?

The Andromeda space shuttle is being launched tonight.

That's it!

Here. Put these on.

This is embarrassing.

People will think I'm covering a zit or something.

These are new translingual patches.

They will instantly translate any alien language we encounter

by applying a molecular conversion...

Why do we have to fight anybody when you can just talk 'em to death?

Look.

If I didn't know I was here, I'd swear that was me.

It's an alien form made to look like you.

Follow us, Johnny, but stay out of sight.

Flame on!

Now to talk to the Alien Torch.

- Hello. - Weren't you going after the hospital?

We came to tell you that the plans have been changed.

OK, after I toast this rocket, I'll be right with you.

No! We're not destroying anything else.

Your orders are to come with us.

Where did you get this vehicle?

It belongs to the real Fantastic Four.

It ain't much to look at but it gets the chicks.

We have to return to our checkpoint and report to high command.

Whatever you say.

Why are you keeping your phoney forms?

Well...

We were told to keep these identities until ordered to change.

Well, maybe I should, too.

Give me the location of the checkpoint.

I'll punch it into the computer.

37 degrees north latitude.

140 degrees west longitude.

- But you should know that. - I forgot. So sue me!

We're alone, unarmed and heading into an alien power base.

If being a superhero was easy, any bozo could do it.

I'm tired of waiting. My troopers are at their peak.

If we don't go now, we'll lose our advantage.

Give the orders.

Admiral Kah, you must not attack until I give the command.

The Fantastic Four have escaped.

My operatives will now launch a reign of terror

and once the Fantastic Four are executed for it,

it will be safe to invade.

There's the checkpoint.

My three comrades are there but you...

Comrades! We've been betrayed!

Well, that's nothing to what you're gonna be.

Reed! He's changing into a creature!

Transform, comrades.

Johnny, get them!

Come here, Dino!

One for the money, two for the show.

No, you didn't, you big dumb schmo!

Start talking. What's going on?

Based on what the Skrull told me,

I'll pay a call on the Skrull mother ship.

Alien ship approaching the southeast quadrant.

It's Operative Kok Nal, the one who assumed the form of Mr Fantastic.

Operative Kok Nal has returned, Magnificence.

Excellent. I want his report.

And so, Your Majesty, we must not launch the attack.

What? Don't be ridiculous!

The Fantastic Four are no longer a threat to us.

The Fantastic Four are only the frontline of defence.

- Earth has more powerful forces. - You have proof of this?

Insert this in your holographic system.

What it shows is only the tip of the iceberg we're up against.

These hideous creatures could devastate our brave forces.

They're scenes from old monster movies.

Yes. Let's hope that the Skrulls don't watch Saturday-morning TV.

As you can see, Your Majesty,

it would be suicide to go against such powers.

Imperial guard!

Maybe they've seen the reruns.

Stormtrooper Votan!

Yes, Your Highness.

I hereby present Operative Kok Nal

with the imperial order of the all-conquering Nakdal

for meritorious service to the crown.

Nakdal!

Please accept my personal Nakdal, operative.

Coming from you, Commander, this is indeed a Nakdal to remember.

Operative Kok Nal, you will now return to Planet Skrull

with the other three operatives from earth.

I will debrief you myself.

- Now what? - We're in deep doodoo.

My Emperor, I am afraid I cannot do as you ask.

- What? - What?

Back on earth, every trace of the Skrull invasion plan must be eradicated.

It is my duty to prevent retaliation from the earth forces you witnessed.

- Trooper Votan? - Yes, Your Majesty.

Give Kok Nal the Ultimate High Grand Award

for Bravery Beyond Skrullness.

Yes, Your Highness.

And give him three more of those medals for the boys back on earth.

Kok Nal, you're a Skrull's Skrull.

Thank you. I must return to earth now

to make certain I deserve these high tributes.

Farewell.

Call me.

Plastic!

They are distracted. Transform!

The Skrulls!

Gangway. It's clobbering time!

No need.

My hypno-suggestion ray transmits orders that can't be resisted.

How do we know they'll stay that way?

The hypno ray told them they like being goats!

When we get back, I'll contact the President

and set him straight about what happened.

Has the invasion started?

Are we winning?

- Give me my game! - What do you mean your game?

I know just what to do with this.

Here, son. Enjoy the game.

What are you doing?

Unhand me!

I am an officer of the Imperial Skrull Expeditionary Force.

I shall reduce your planet to ashes.

Do you hear me? Does anybody hear me?

Put me down! I will laser-bomb your village!

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