Scarlet Witch found herself standing in dark void. Raising her hands and releasing her hex magic, slowly windows began to form all around her. They were lined in the glowing red of the spell she had just cast. They moved slowly all about her, and inside each one revealed all who had fallen to Mephisto's corruption.
The largest window showed Sue Storm, walking with a purpose out of a side room and into the Baxter Building's penthouse common room. Wanda was amazed at how whorish the demonic slut had become, but then she thought back to her own sinful transformation brought about by the Mystic Mirror. Wanda then focused on Sue, the corrupted mother closed her eyes for a moment and pausing her stride to utter an incantation under her breath. She began her fast strut once more, and Sue's body began to morph with each deliberate step. Her sky-high heels morphed into black, knee-length boots with no heel. Her revealing mini dress disappearing in wake of her old blue Fantastic Four outfit that reformed over her skin. All the while, Sue's augmented tits, her sucked in stomach and flared out hips and ass shifted back to the fit, model-like figure of the original Sue Storm. Sue shook out her hair, returning it to the stunning blonde tones and straight, neat coif that had made one of the most naturally desirable heroines on Earth. Her demonic horns shrank back into her skull and her eyes returned to their natural blue color. This pattern of change continued until Sue Storm looked to be once again the caring, all-American mother and superheroine that was beloved the world over before she had been exposed to Mephisto's evil. It was all an act, of course. Wanda could still see the evil corruption burning within Sue's blue eyes. The Invisible Woman left what sounded like a screaming, rasping feminine voice behind and boarded an elevator that would carry her to Reed's lab.
Speaking of Reed, Wanda could also see a window showing the floor containing Reed's lab, and quite evidently, it had been partially blown up. Part of an exterior wall was missing, allowing the Scarlet Witch to see out into the New York skyline. Using her powers to narrow her focus, she noticed two curious sights. The first was a female figure strapped to a chair. That alone was a bit alarming for the once noble Mr. Fantastic, but the curious part was the fact that the woman's entire body was glowing the purest white. A few feet away from the glowing woman was a passed out Reed Richards, partially buried beneath some of his lab equipment. Wanda could see how gaunt the already tall, thin man had become. The explosion that had wrecked the lab had also scarred the right side of Mr. Fantastic's face, which only added to his jarring appearance. Wanda closed her eyes and looked into Reed's soul. Wanda sighed in relief when she realized that he was still very much human. He had done such horrible things to get his wife back when she had been captured. That, and having seen firsthand the demonic whore his wife had become, as well as the corruption of his longtime friends, had broken the poor man. He served the corrupted Fantastic Four as merely nothing more than a puppet on strings. Half of Wanda was relieved that there was still a part of Reed that could hopefully be saved from this torturous existence, but another part wondered if anyone could bring him back to the light after what he had all been through?
She glanced over at the equipment that had survived the explosion and saw a video playing of Sue Storm in all her whorish glory on one of the monitors. In it, her slutty body was gyrating on top of a table to some lewd, pulsating beat. Her huge tits were thrust out and she ran her hands over her bald, swollen cunt. Strangely, Sue was singing over this in a foreign tongue that sounded familiar to the Scarlet Witch. Wanda then made the connection in her mind. It sounded like the same otherworldly language that the voices were whispering to her when she had been returned to Mephisto's world from the pocket forest sanctuary. She knew that if anyone heard this recording or saw the video, they too would fall into Mephisto's evil corruption. She paused for a moment. It would take almost no effort for the video to go viral across the Internet. The corruption would be like an evil virus that would sweep across the globe!
Shaking off the alarming thought, Scarlet Witch observed more and more of the windows as they floated past her. Inside another window was the She-Hulk in a deep, dark dungeon. Her body, sleek with oil, was on full display. She wore thigh-high black heeled leather boots and a waist cincher. The corrupted Jennifer Walters's demonic face was painted in dark, imposing makeup and her green-black hair was pulled entirely off her face in a flawless high ponytail. The jade giantess cast an imposing figure, as she sauntered back and forth. Her glittering golden eyes were locked on the terrified college-aged men and women strung-up all around her. She growled softly to herself, studying her prey, and the noise, along with the long coiled whip in her taloned hand, did nothing to calm her scared captives. One of the women had enough and she cried out into her ball-gag. She-Hulk's demonic face contorted into a sinister grin and she unleashed her whip at the poor, naked girl. The poor bound woman cried out in searing pain, which was followed by everyone around her. The Scarlet Witch understood what the snarling She-Hulk had done. She had placed a spell on these poor souls that if one experienced pain, they would all experience the same amount of punishment. Wanda couldn't believe how far Jennifer had fallen in such a short amount of time.
Moving onto the next window, Wanda saw a most startling sight. There was a girl, the same age as She-Hulk's bound prisoners. She hung helplessly from the ceiling by sharp vines that dug into her soft skin. She was crying deliriously into her ball-gag. Below her was a nude, aged hag of a woman with shoulder-length white hair and a demonic visage lying nude inside a bathtub. She cried out in her rasping, crone-like voice for help. It sounded familiar to Wanda, and she realized that this had to be the room that Sue Storm had left at the start of this mystical investigation into Mephisto's mind. There was another figure in the room. Johnny Storm stood next to the tub in his full demonic appearance. The poor, pathetic hag reached up with her withered hands and cried out for him to help her. Johnny had a bewildered look on his evil face, before uttering out, "Sit tight, Jan. I'll...um...get help." With that, he turned abruptly and made his way out of the room with an uncaring grin on his face. Wanda was left amazed at what he had just said. Could this demonic crone really be Janet Van Dyne, The Wasp?
Johnny passed from one window to the next. Wanda delved inside his mind and saw another piece of Mephisto's plot. In the time that Susan Storm and her brother had fallen into Mephisto's corruption they had become unholy lovers. Not only that, but the pair had plans to get married on holy ground. As more and more souls would fall to Susan Storm's corrupting video, the new evil, insestuous union between Mephisto's demonic servants would break down more and more barriers.
In a brilliant crimson flash, Wanda saw a new vision. It was New York, but it had been changed. The skies above the Big Apple were now crimson, and large demonic beasts flew about. The great skyscrapers that once dominated the city had fallen into ruin. In their place, rose tall foreboding black towers. Rising highest of all was a grand looking tower. It had taken the place of the Baxter Building in what used to be Manhattan. Inside, in an immense, lavishly decorated throne room, sat Mephisto on a marvelous throne. Beneath him sat a demonic Sue Storm on one side, and on the other was Johnny. They sat on their own thrones and wore crowns of royalty on their horned heads. Their corrupted forms were dressed extravagantly to signify their new positions as the king and queen of Earth. Inside the great hall Wanda recognized She-Hulk, a fully restored Wasp, The Thing and Alicia Masters and even a demonic Reed Richards. There were other heroes, heroines and villains that had also fallen into corruption now that Earth was a den of demons. Those that had resisted had been killed and their bodies had been placed at the center of the hall in a large pile as decorations for the evil beings that now served at Mephisto's whim. Wanda looked on with wide, unbelieving eyes. Tears welled in her eyes and sweat formed at her temples. It was a shocking sight to behold, and she knew it was a vision of the future if she and Strange failed. The fires that roared throughout the great throne room erupted higher and higher as Mephisto stood up to address his loyal subjects. Wanda felt the white-hot furnace begin to engulf her and she cried out.
Opening her eyes, Wanda was again side the black void surrounded by the crimson-lined mirrors. Her breathing was frantic and she struggled to catch her breath. It had all been too much for the Scarlet Witch and she quickly waved her hands at the windows to make them disappear. She never saw the window that showed Ben Grimm and his girlfriend, Alicia Masters, now a whorish parody of her old self, leaving a strip club. They stepped inside a large Hummer limousine and the former kindhearted hero barked at the driver in his gruff voice to take them home to the Baxter Building. There was another window that showed Christy/Sue walking down a Manhattan sidewalk. She too was making her way to the home of the Fantastic Four.
Wanda, meanwhile, struggled to catch her breath. Her apocalyptic vision had truly frightened her. Mephisto and his minion needed to be stopped. Earth's greatest heroes needed to be warned!