When the heroes arrived to the little empire that was Cassandra's home — Linda and Wade were quickly pulled out of the holding cell (sphere?) — looking up was the giant, deceased body of Ant-Man. His mask opened to show a skull, "Well, Paul Rudd finally aged." Wade quipped and Linda just furrowed her brows. A man — large in stature and muscles all over with a helmet on his head — Wade watched as he walked by, "Oh, you must be this year's juggernaut!" The man glanced at Wade who nodded at him. "Thank you!" Pyro spoke, "I'd keep your voice down. She doesn't like the chatter." Linda couldn't help but snort, "She's gonna love you." Suddenly — a figure in an electric wheelchair appeared from inside of the large skull — shrouded in darkness. "Is it Charles?" Wade asked Linda who was skeptical at what she was seeing.

"Hey, hey Chuck! It's us!" Wade yelled and Linda shook her head, "That's not Chuck." The mystery figure stood up out of the electric wheelchair and began to walk down to them, "Ah shit." Linda muttered, "Oh, ableism, great." Wade exclaimed. The mystery figure walked up to them — showing that it was a woman, who looked just like Charles Xavier. "That's not gonna go over well with the woke mob." Wade joked but the woman was more focused on Linda, "A Wolverine. I wondered when I'd get one of you. You're one of Xavier's." Linda tried not to have her emotions on display but she couldn't help herself, "You know him? You know Charles?" The woman smiled, "Oh, I knew him. We shared a womb. Tried to strangle the sly little fellow with my umbilical cord."

Wade chimes in, "Amen, I've never loved roommates." He motions to himself, "Mines blind, except she can see cocaine for some reason." She doesn't seem amused. Wade looks at Linda, "You wanna chime in your majesty? I'm dying here." Linda doesn't look at Wade — her eyes never leaving the woman, "Who are you?" She questions suddenly and the stranger shows off a grin, "Charles Xavier's twin. Cassandra Nova." Both hero's are surprised and speak simultaneously.

"Bullshit."

"Must've been an anal birth."

Cassandra looks between the two and chuckles dryly, "You two are cute." She walks over to Johnny, "I have a good feeling about this." She looks at Johnny, "And I've been trying to catch this little firefly for years, haven't I Johnny?" The man squirms under her gaze. "You picked the wrong time to make new friends." Wade brings the attention back on him after Cassandra spoke, "Oh, Johnny told us all about you." Johnny shakes his head, "Maybe shut up now." Wade doesn't listen, "Yeah, Johnny told us you're a psychotic, megalomaniacal asshole. His word's not mine — hell bent, on domination and pain." Cassandra looks at Johnny with a confused look, "You said all that about me." Johnny is panicking, "No, no! I didn't say any of that." Wade groans, "Get some stones, Johnny! Don't let her intimidate you! Like you said in the convoy, this finger-licking, dead inside, pixie slab of third-rate dime store nut milk can eat your delicious cinnamon ring and kick rocks all the way to bald-hell."

Johnny is flabbergasted, "I have never said any of those words in my entire life!" The two men are now going back and forth, "The modesty! People think I'm a shit talker but this guy, is next level." Johnny shakes his head at Wade's words, "What? I don't even know what half of that means!" Wade chuckles, "My hat's off to you, sir, truly." As he finishes speaking, Cassandra's eyes are on Johnny — she's clearly angry, "I didn't he's — that's — I, I don't-" With a move of her fingers, Cassandra strips all of Johnnys skin off — only leaving muscle and bone. Wade shrugs as he mumbles, "Not my favorite Chris." Everyone is silent as Linda looks at Wade, she grits out, "You stupid piece of shit, you just got him fucking killed!" Wade shrugs, "Hey, we're all grieving! PS, do you know what he was doing to the story — like the author hasn't even seen the Fantastic Four movies but, can't really blame them." Cassandra walks back over to the two, "Alioth is hungry."

Wade shakes his head, "There's been some kind of mistake. Big Yellow — or more like Small Yellow," Linda growls at the nickname, "Ooh feisty — is a backup anchor being. And I'm Marvel Jesus, as you can see." Cassandra doesn't react, "This may be hard to hear, but there's another British villain. He's looking to destroy my universe, and I'm gonna stop him." Cassandra smiles pitifully, "Oh honey, you don't really strike me as the world-saving type." Wade falters at this and even Linda can't help but feel bad, "Oh, did I hit a nerve?" Wade sighs, "I didn't want it to come to this. Either you help us or my friend here is gonna smoke so many cigarettes that you wonder how she's still alive." Linda ignores Wade and looks Cassandra straight in the eye, "Where'd you get the chair?" She looks giddy as she speaks, "Once in a while I do get a Charles through here." She looks down, "Never mind though, no. He didn't care to find me." Wade groans, "Ah, Gen-Z and their trauma-bragging! Can't you just stuff it down, turn it into an accomplishment or cancer like the rest of us?"

Cassandra smirks, "But I'm not like the rest of you." She walks over and stands in front of Linda, "Except maybe the Wolverine. Now we could be truly terrifying together." Linda furrows her brows, "You're that scary huh?" Cassandra shrugs, "The TVA thought so. They sent me here before I could walk. And you know, it's the best thing that ever happened to me. I love it here." Linda shakes her head as Wade chimes in. "You live in a garbage dump." The woman cocks her head to the side, "I think we both know who lives in the garbage dump."

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