The City of the Future

[Beta Ray Bill]

The old furry alien gave a large grin that covered his entire face and adjusted himself in his wooden chair. 

Doom could sense that Chipra had use in his grand schemes. Chipra had already proven that he was a capable tinkerer, not a whole lot of people in Doom's universe and possibly others could tamper with Doom's masterful creations and make them even more grand then they already were before. This in on itself was a colossal achievement for the old alien, it was even enough to give favor in the ever onward shaping plans of Dr. Doom.

Doom to an extent was a generous and merciful man, but at the points when men and beast proved themselves worthy of it. The mercy of Doom was a hard thing to gain but Doom's generosity was even harder. Those who have not received the metal boot of Doom, soon realize the sole monarch of Latveria is kind man who follows a strict honor code. The heroes of Victor Von Doom's Earth called him a tyrant but their blind arrogance dose not let them see that his people love him, not because he is to be feared but because he was their savor and proud ruler. The people of Latveria no longer had to fear a ruler that practiced ethnic cleansing and harsh, cruel punishment and it was all thanks to Victor Von Doom.

Thinking and choosing carefully what to say Chipra spoke the latverian ruler with respect in his tone.     

"What I require to re-craft your art work of a machine, are mere supplies such as parts, gears,  metal, but most importantly an energy source." Chipra paused to take a breath and allow Doom to process the information he was given. "The energy source is the most crucial part of creating your new Doombots, if they do not have the specific one that I and my men need, then they will not be a powerful as you want them to be."         

Doom gave a stern but dull look at the furry Ewok, Dr. Doom was slowly beginning to grow board of the aliens simple instruction and need. 

"What is this energy source that you require me to specifically attain, so that my new Doombots can be further formidable?" Dr. Doom said in a rather board but serous tone. 

"The power source that we're looking for are called blue mana balls they are what will give your Doombots more power." 

Dr. Doom folded his metal arms, massive size dwarfing both Chipra and Dr. Himes. Even if he was not in his universe the good doctor was still a living, breathing titan, a force to be reckoned with. Soon or perhaps in the future, the heroes of Earth will know that their victory over him was a miniscule piece in a bigger puzzle. 

"It is most fortunate that your skills are of use to the smartest man the multiverse has ever seen." Doom's voice boomed with arrogance and the advantage he had over the two of them.

Raising his armored right arm Dr. Doom began to press a series of buttons on his wrist until Chipras computer monitors uploaded files that he was sending. 

"So I shall indulge in your game of fetch and aid you in your way of creating my latest and finest creation of my Doombots. I have already uploaded blueprints of my Doombots but I have also uploaded several other templates for other creations I have in store."

Doom took a moment to let Chipra pull his wooden chair back up close to his computer, he was eager to learn of what other stuff that Dr. Doom had created. Doom quickly glanced at Doctor Himes who was still trembling from his sheer presence, Doom then pointed at Chipra with one of his metal hands. 

"But know this! If there is any suspected treachery or even the slightest hint of falsely hood in your skills, then you will ultimately pay the price for wasting the precocious time of Doctor Doom."

The old alien turned giving a slight nod to show his understanding. 

"You'll find the parts and supplies that were looking for in a factory/warehouse in tier seven of this verse. I would warn you though that part of Coruscant is one of the most dangerous places to be. I suggest bring my men or others to help you with the raid on one of the Imperial factories." 

Doom's brown eyes under his mask dulled and slightly showed a bit of anger. The idea of someone helping Doctor Doom was near repulsive, but in the current conundrum he is in, he needed it. Victor knew exactly the person he needed besides finding others, he needs Koal. 

"Your warning and advice has been noted, gather able men for Doom shall return by the hour. Farewell for now Mr. Chipra and Mrs. Himes, pray that you are right in your decision or soon you shall both face the wrath of DOCTOR DOOM."