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[Titan Comics HQ] [Downtown NYC]
The front of Titan Comics HQ looked like Comic-Con got hit by a money tornado. Oversized superhero balloon figures hovered above the crowd like gods of capitalism. The building itself was wrapped in a massive banner that just read:
"TITAN COMICS PRESENTS: THE MARVEL MULTIVERSE."
Alex stood inside the glass foyer, wearing a black tailored suit with red sneakers—part CEO, part rockstar, part sleep-deprived demigod. He looked over the floor one last time as dozens of staff hustled through the final prep.
Every inch of the space screamed event of the year:
Walls were lined with massive banners: "CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER", "YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBOURHOOD SPIDER-MAN", "THE INCREDIBLE HULK", "IRON MAN", "THOR: THE GOD OF THUNDER.", "BLACK WIDOW: THE ULTIMATE SUPER SPY," and there were a couple of more banners.
Shelves overflowed with the First Edition comics. They were thick, glossy, and impossible to ignore.
Limited-run merch tables were everywhere: T-shirts, hats, pins, custom bikes, backpacks, even shampoo bottles with "HULK SMASH HAIR" printed on them.
A massive countdown clock ticked over the main stage:
"FIRST PRINT RUN LAUNCH: T-MINUS 57 MINUTES"
Alex exhaled. This was it. He was bringing superheroes back from the dead in a world that had forgotten what power, pain, and purpose wrapped in spandex looked like.
[Backstage] [Alex's office]
Rachel stood like a general at the war table, headset on, clipboard in hand, already terrifying three interns just by glancing at them. "No, the Spider-Man balloon goes there. If it falls on the press line again, I'm suing helium."
She checked the footage around the place, giving orders...
She barked into her headset like she was commanding a space launch. "No, Kevin, I don't care what the balloon regulations say. Spider-Man is not supposed to look like he's dry-humping the Iron Man banner. Fix it."
Alex approached from behind, moving quietly. He slid his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss just below her ear, the kind of move that walked a fine line between sweet and brazen.
Rachel didn't flinch. She simply said, "If you're not carrying a clipboard or a fire extinguisher, you better be here to make me melt."
Alex grinned and nuzzled into the curve of her neck, inhaling the familiar lavender and something sharper, like steel hiding behind flowers.
"Mmm. Lavender and pure domination," he murmured. "You know that combo shouldn't be legal, right?"
"Neither should putting a billionaire in charge of this much intellectual property," Rachel replied dryly, still scanning the room like she had Terminator vision. "And yet... here we are."
He cupped her hips and rested his chin on her shoulder. "You know this would've collapsed into flames without you."
Rachel turned her head just enough to meet his eyes. "Don't flirt with me while I'm trying to prevent balloon-related lawsuits."
"Too late. I'm a multi-tasker." His hands slid lightly up her sides. Not inappropriate. Not innocent, either. "Also, you've earned at least eight back massages and one... deeply inappropriate thank-you session."
She finally smirked. "Schedule it for after the event. I'll need a reason to feel alive again after all the sugar-free energy drinks wear off."
"I'll bring champagne and soft jazz. Or maybe just show up shirtless with cake."
"Do both," she said, adjusting her headset.
Alex continued to kiss her neck and nibble on her earlobes while Rachel continued to fix the messes around. She felt his hands on her boobs, giving them nice little squeezes. She wanted to moan, but couldn't since she was on on live call with the workers.
She muted the call and turned around.
"We got five minutes."
"Five minutes?" Alex narrowed his eyes.
"4 minutes 55 seconds..." Rachel smirked.
Alex quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her to his desk. Rachel like an obident girl went under the desk and Alex pulled his pants down, freeing his cock. And before he could even sit properly in his big chair...
"Hummmn~" Rachel took his cock into her mouth with a satisfied hum and began to suck him like a freaking vacuum cleaner.
"Fuck..." Alex sighed as his cock became harder.
Rachel didn't waste any time and bobbed her head up and down his shaft, slobbering all over it. Her lips wrapped around the sides of the shaft and her tongue teased the tip each time she went up.
Alex leaned back and enjoyed the show, closing his eyes and moaning softly as he felt Rachel's warm, wet mouth enveloping his cock. He was getting rock hard, and she was taking it like a champ, deep throating him while she jerked his shaft with both hands.
The way her head kept bobbing up and down was driving him insane, so he decided to help her out. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and began to move her head himself, using it to get maximum pleasure from her blowjob.
He knew how much she liked to be dominated, so he didn't hold back. He pushed her all the way down until her lips pressed against his base and her nose touched his crotch, and then pulled her back, only to do it again and again.
Alex was in heaven as she kept sucking him off. His cock was drenched in her drool, and the sounds that came out of her mouth were absolutely filthy, as she tried to moan through his dick stuffed in her throat.
"Holy fuck, Rachel..." He whispered, looking down at her with a lustful gaze.
He let go of her head and she immediately pulled back, gasping for air. She was breathing heavily, and there was a thin trail of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock.
But she wasn't done yet.
She put her hands on his thighs and moved in again, taking his shaft between her lips and resuming the blowjob. She started bobbing her head up and down, slower this time, while her hands stroked the lower part of his dick.
Her eyes were locked with his, and they never broke contact even as she deepthroated him. She felt his cock pulsing inside her mouth, and that made her even wetter, and so she sped up, wanting to get him off.
POP~!
Rachel pulled his cock out of her mouth and began jerking him off, rubbing his dick all over her face. The tip of his cock rested on her forehead, leaving a trail of pre-cum behind. It was a lewd sight, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted, as she kept stroking his manhood. She looked at her wrist watch, "1 minute left, boss. You better give me my protein shake before the event begins."
She leaned in and kissed his balls, then trailed a line of kisses down the side of his shaft, all the way to the tip, which she promptly took into her mouth once again. This time sucked only the tip, swirling her tongue around it and teasing him.
Alex was close.
She could feel it from the way his cock twitched inside her mouth, so she moved her hands down and grabbed his thighs, squeezing them lightly. She took him deeper into her mouth, inch by inch, until he hit the back of her throat. And then she pushed further, burying her nose in his pubes, and stayed like that, as he filled her entire mouth.
Gaggg~ Kuggg~!
She held his cock in her throat while gagging.
"Shit!" Alex couldn't hold back anymore and exploded. His hot cum went straight down her throat, and she swallowed all of it without wasting a single drop.
Her lips never left his shaft as he unloaded in her mouth. She felt his cock pulsing between her lips, and the warm sensation of his seed traveling down her throat. She kept swallowing, trying to make sure none of it spilled out of her mouth.
She didn't let go until his orgasm subsided, and even then she licked and kissed his cock clean, making sure not a single drop of cum remained on him.
"Thanks, babe." Alex panted. "I needed that."
"Any time, boss." Rachel chuckled and tucked his cock back into his pants.
After that, Rachel got out from under his desk and went straight to the bathroom to clean her face.
Alex just closed his eyes and sighed in satisfaction. He was feeling relaxed, and the tension had completely left his body.
"Oh yeah. That was exactly what I needed." He muttered to himself.
...
[10:00 AM – VIP Entrance, Titan Comics HQ]
The black Mercedes purred up the driveway like it knew it was carrying trouble. The security guards at the VIP entrance didn't even blink. They just stepped aside like the Red Sea parting for two very well-dressed fashion disasters.
Max was wearing an expensive red shirt and jeans. Plus her signature high boots, bright red lips, and black eyeliner. She looked the pinnacle of perfection. She rolled down the window, sunglasses already on, tongue out like a golden retriever getting its life.
"Do we look rich enough to be here?" she asked, snapping a selfie with the security guy in the background. He waved. She didn't.
Caroline adjusted the collar of her light pink designer blazer and gave Max a once-over. "You look like Jessica Rabbit if she opened a vape shop. I look like I'm here to pitch a hostile takeover of Neiman Marcus."
"And together?" Max grinned.
Caroline sighed. "The chaos duo that accidentally starts a flash mob and somehow gets free champagne for it."
The driver opened their doors, and out they stepped like queens descending into a Comic-Con that had overdosed on steroids and graphic design degrees.
Above them, a giant balloon of Captain America flexed mid-pose, frozen in time like he just remembered he left his laundry in the washer.
Max pointed up. "I want one of those for the apartment. Preferably naked."
Caroline blinked. "You want a nakey Captain America balloon just floating above our couch?"
"Nope. I want a naked Alex balloon and a hugging pillow for my late-night relief."
The moment they stepped inside, it hit them... the place was insane. Wall-to-wall color, towering banners, merch tables groaning under the weight of capitalism, and a crowd buzzing with press, influencers, and a few confused toddlers running around as their parents chased after them.
Max looked around, hands on hips. "This feels like if a Hot Topic and a billionaire had a baby... and then raised it on Red Bull and Tumblr fan theories."
Caroline marveled at the "Titan Comics Presents" sign above the stage. "He really did it. He made comics cool again."
Max smirked. "Correction. He made being filthy rich look cool again. And he did it with abs and lots of hard work."
"Oh, Max. This is the first time you praised Alex like that without praising his fingers, tongue, and privates. You are growing up. I am proud of you," Caroline gave Max a little pat on her back.
"Zip it, blonde." Max walked faster, trying to hide her smiling face.
They passed by a merch table where a HULK SMASH HAIR shampoo bottle stared at them with way too much intensity.
Caroline picked one up. "Whose idea was it to use this green monster's face as the promotion cover for the shampoo?"
"I don't know," Max grabbed the conditioner. "People who want volume and vengeance."
Just then, a sharply dressed event assistant appeared like a well-trained Pokémon.
"Ms. Max Black? Ms. Caroline Channing? Mr. Wilson requested you head straight to the VIP Lounge. This way, please."
[VIP Lounge – Top Floor Overlooking the Launch Event]
The lounge screamed luxury. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the massive crowd below. Platters of gourmet food lined the bar. A build-your-own mimosa station sparkled in one corner like it knew it was the real star of the show.
Max plopped onto a plush white couch, grabbing a tiny burger from the tray. "This is what being rich should feel like. Air conditioning, free snacks, and a view of nerds losing their minds over spandex."
Caroline sipped her mimosa with the focus of a surgeon. "Let's just stay here. Quiet. Unproblematic. No touching the life-sized Thor mannequin."
Max's head whipped around. "There's a mannequin?"
"NO."
As Max was about to run and probably mess a little with the mannequin, the countdown announcement started, which caught her attention. She quickly rushed to the open gallery and leaned on the railings. Caroline joined her.
COUNTDOWN: 00:00:20
The crowd pulsed with quiet energy. Not the roar of fandom, not yet, but the tension of people standing at the edge of something new. Industry insiders. Curious critics. Pop culture columnists. Artists. Gamers. Even a few film producers, eyeing the place like it might be the birthplace of the next billion-dollar idea.
Above them, a massive LED banner wrapped around the interior wall like a crown. It simply read:
"TITAN COMICS PRESENTS: THE MARVEL UNIVERSE."
No one knew what that meant. Not exactly. The teasers had been vague. Just names and their pictures. They had no idea what the real deal was...
And today, the curtain was coming off.
In the center of the showroom was a giant screen...
COUNTDOWN: 00:00:05
A deep hum rolled through the building like the bass of a heartbeat. The showroom lights dimmed. Conversations faded. All eyes turned toward the main stage screen, now glowing in ominous red with soft sparks flickering across it. A few people instinctively leaned forward. Phones were raised. Livestreams fired up.
COUNTDOWN: 00:00:03
00:00:02
00:00:01
00:00:00
BANG. The screen went pitch black.
Then...
A streak of red and gold burst across the screen, painting it in motion.
Cue the TRAILER TITLE CARD in bold comic-book lettering, animated like a turning page:
"EARTH'S MIGHTIEST HEROES – ISSUE #1"
[SCENE 1: BLACK]
A voice... gritty, weary, commanding.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"When the world stood on the brink… they didn't wait for orders. They became the storm."
[SCENE 2: SKYLINE AT NIGHT – DESTROYED CITY]
Explosions ripple across a devastated New York. The skyline is cracked. Alien ships hover in the clouds. The camera pans down…
…to Captain America, shield raised, standing atop a wrecked taxi. His uniform is dirty, but his eyes burn with defiance.
CAPTAIN AMERICA (animated panel):
"Get up. All of you. We don't run. We fight."
[SCENE 3: A DARK ROOM – STARK TOWER (STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION)]
Tony Stark dons his Mark I armor. It was grimy, bulky, early-stage armor. Sparks fly as he steps into the chestplate.
TONY STARK (V.O.):
"I built a weapon to keep me alive. Then I made it better. And then I asked... what if I used it to protect everyone else?"
BOOM! Suit powers up. Propulsion system fire. He launches skyward.
[SCENE 4: ASGARD – BRIDGE OF RAINBOW LIGHT]
Lightning cracks. Thunder roars. Thor... His cape whipping in the wind, Mjolnir in hand.
THOR (V.O.):
"Mortals forget... gods don't ask for permission. They protect."
[SCENE 5: SHADOWS – RED ROOM FILE FOOTAGE]
Black Widow, in her signature tight black suit, doing acrobatic takedowns in low light, face cold and calculating.
BLACK WIDOW (V.O.):
"You don't want to know what I've done. But I'm still here. Fighting to make it mean something."
Cut to her landing in a perfect crouch, dual batons drawn, eyes narrowed.
[SCENE 6: JUNGLE – GREEN RAGE]
Bruce Banner, panting, his hand trembling. His eyes flash green.
Then...
"RAWWWRRRRR!!!"
A HULK ROAR rips through the speakers as the beast takes over, smashing tanks like toys.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"Some protect with ideals. Others with rage. But they all bleed for the same cause."
[SCENE 7: HIGH-TECH LAB – SHIELD FILES OPENING]
Photos flash across the screen: Falcon, Ant-Man, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye... Coming soon...
An aerial shot of a silhouetted team assembling on a rooftop. Wind blowing. City in flames behind them.
Suddenly...
THE TITLE CARD HITS:
"EARTH'S MIGHTIEST HEROES: THE AVENGERS"
[SCENE 8: FINAL SHOT]
All of them, side by side, backlit by firelight and thunder:
Cap. Iron Man. Thor. Hulk. Black Widow. Hawkeye.
Music builds.
Cap tightens his shield.
Tony's suit locks in.
Thor spins his hammer.
Hawkeye loads an arrow.
Widow flips her baton.
Hulk growls.
A giant unknown shadow fell over them as the screen went dark...
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"They don't wear capes to look good. They wear them because the world won't save itself."
TITAN COMICS PRESENTS
EARTH'S MIGHTIEST HEROES – AVAILABLE NOW
JOIN THE UNIVERSE. ISSUE #1 IN STORES TODAY.
...
[BACK TO THE ROOM]
The screen faded to black. For a beat, there was silence. Then the crowd erupted.
Cheers. Applause. Screaming. Phones flashing.
People yelling:
"DID YOU SEE THAT HULK PANEL?"
"BLACK WIDOW LOOKS BADASS."
"DUDE SHE'S FREAKING HOT!"
"I NEED THAT IRON MAN POSTER NOW."
"OH NO, I AM GOING FOR THOR."
Up on the balcony, Max and Caroline watched the crowd explode.
Max, eyes wide, leaned in. "That was... holy shit. That was freaking awesome."
Caroline, stunned. "It's like he gave the world its childhood back. But shinier. And hotter."
...
[STAGE – MAIN FLOOR]
Alex stepped onto the stage, suit crisp, eyes sharp, a mic in hand. The roar of the crowd met him like a wave. He held up his hands for quiet.
ALEX:
"Welcome to Titan Comics. Welcome to something new.
But also something old, something that's always been there, inside us. That voice that says, 'Stand up. Fight back. Be something more.'
That's what these heroes are about. Not just capes and powers. But choices. Courage. Heart."
He looked across the crowd.
"Today, we launch a universe.
Tomorrow, we tell stories that matter.
And to everyone who ever dreamt of the impossible... this universe is for you."
The crowd erupted again.
Behind him, the massive LED screen showed one last message:
"WELCOME TO THE MARVEL UNIVERSE."
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