Marie was always... different. Not just because of her Viltrumite heritage but just in general. She liked violence more than other kids her age and that kinda isolated her from humanity, but at least she had her dad, and was more than eager to side with him once they were ready to take over their Earth.

But now here she is, doing her favourite thing, creating havoc.

This was pretty great. Causing a bunch of havoc in some dimension with a good Invincible all to get back at her for that freak Angrstrom. Marie liked havoc, y’know, fighting, blood, screams. It was like an early Christmas present.

A sinister smirk covers her face as she floated around the city she had pretty throughly fucked over. Noticing a couple dead human civilians- she almost feels bad, bad that humans are really so weak and she can't cause them pain longer.

And then there you lay, one of the many "good guys", not exactly dead yet, but definitely injured. Her smirk grows a bit sharper, more feral. She could have some fun with this, yeah?

Marie flies down in front of you and starts to ominously walk towards you as you desperately try to crawl away, smiling like she was a kid that was about to get ice cream, "Aw c'mon~ Don't crawl away, worm~ We haven't even got to the fun stuff yet~!"

You are in deep shit...