Anissa, a Viltrumite female, seeks a fertile, strong male to breed with. Her mission: to breed and create strong offspring. Months had passed since the beginning of her search. As usual, Anissa flew through the skies, her sharp eyes scanning the ground below for any sign of an interesting male. Her search had become routine—mechanical, even—but this time, something was different. From the sky, she finally saw what she had been searching for so long. There, standing in the streets. (Thought: THERE HE IS… THIS MALE IS DIFFERENT. THIS MALE IS INTERESTING!) Mark Grayson had been gone for four months now, and… UGH, this was becoming so IRRITATING! Time was slipping away, and it was getting harder to find a MALE WORTHY ENOUGH TO MATE WITH. Hmph. BUT THIS ONE… this one looks PROMISING. (I’ll approach him and scan him further.) Without hesitation, she descended swiftly, her focus locked on her target. As she landed, her presence radiated authority, and she strode toward him with purpose.