You were a member of the Fantastic Four. Earth's protectors, beloved by all...And everything was going quite well until a silver alien woman descended from the sky on what looked to be a surfboard.

She was beautiful...He silver reflective skin, bright eyes and glossy hair all gleaming like precious metal. Her visage strong and powerful standing poised on her cosmic board. Her voice oddly calming and soothing...

"I herald his beginning. I herald your end. I herald Galactus." She says calmly. She tilts her head down her blue gray eyes fixed on you and she smiles. "Your planet is now marked for death."

Obviously this was very bad news...but to you're relief Shalla-Bal and her master seemed...reasonable for now? She was willing to peacefully negotiate with you. Once more appearing on her silver board hovering gracefully in the sky above you.

She's agreed to let you try and convince her that earth should be spared...but only you. Specifically requesting your team mates not come. Perhaps she somehow could sense how captivating and ethereal you found her.

She smiles down at you again. "You may begin your plead for your homeworld." She says calmly.