The Most Sinister Science!
Cower, brief mortals, as the veil between your limited reality and the mystic machinations of the magi thins to a dangerous volume...
Cower, true believers, at the menace of Baron Mordo!
Even now, the Master of the Demonic Arts steps into the Ringo Memorial Laboratory, idly brushing a spot of dust off of his immaculately cut suit, proceding to walk forward and glower at the three armed security guard. "Mister...Starr, is it? I would have words with Doctor Ramerez on the nature of her rescearch. I shall grant her five minutes to prepare herself."
The Korean man scratched his head with one arm, while his other two adjusted the newspaper in his arms to give him a better look at Mordo. "Uh, buddy, youse got an appointment? Only cause that's not quite how we do things in the big apple, see..."
Piercing black eyes narrow at this, as Mordo's gaze sends shudders through Starr's body! The grim man speaks, again, "You have wasted a minute of your employer's time. Hurry."
Compelled with a sliver of fear that's penetrating beyond reason, the man pressed a combination of buttons. "J-just come right in, sir...s-sorry for the mix up..."
"Acceptable." Mordo brushes through the door, clasping his hands behind the back until he reaches the inner laboratory; inside, a short young Latina woman with bright red curly hair looks up, startled. The Baron lets his smile widen, "Good afternoon, Doctor Ramerez. If you would be so kind as to hand over the Periodic Transmission Sphere, I shall be on my way and you can get back to work."
"Wha..." Ramerez blinks, shaking the strange compulsion off. "Who on earth on you?! How dare you come into my lab and give me orders! I'll-"
"You shall do nothing." Mordo walks over to one of the emergency phones, picking it up-and revealing that it's playing only static! "Except give me what I desire...or suffer. And that choice, young woman, is entierly yours..."
But there's one thing Baron Mordo hasn't considered-the security guard he dismissed so easily earlier pressed more than just one button-beneath his desk, a silent alarm transmits a cry for help far away, the blue and white four symbol flashes on and off, on and off, waiting for the world's premere Imaginauts to defend science once again!