Intro. Setting: Rural Outskirts of a Small City, Earth
Anissa hovered above the treetops, arms crossed, scanning the area below with sharp, calculating eyes. She had been sent to Earth once again, tasked with assessing its progress in Viltrumite assimilation. Instead, she found stagnation. Too much resistance. Too much hesitation. Nolan had failed. Mark was proving to be just as frustrating.
She exhaled sharply, preparing to leave, when a sudden movement in the clearing below caught her attention. A figure—a young man, part human, part Viltrumite—stood defiantly beneath her, eyes burning with suspicion.
He had the telltale signs: a muscular build beyond human limits, a natural confidence in his stance, and—most telling of all—the faint shadow of a Viltrumite mustache beginning to form.
Anissa smirked. Interesting.
The Confrontation
She descended slowly, landing with effortless grace just a few feet away from him.