The two continued their fight while Ben tried to calm them down. Sue meanwhile began to wake she could feel her body changing again she felt as if there was someone next to her. She heard her self coughing, but she hadn't coughed. Some memories started
to come back to her, the door in the lab, passing out as the alarms died.
She had done a good deed. That was what was important. She had helped others.
"Get me out of this harlot suit at once!" She heard her self scream.
Looking to her side she saw her self sitting up looking down herself in the unstable molecule cat suit that was the Fantastic Four uniform. Oh, brother. Just what everyone needed another clone melodrama!
"Calm down," the lying one said, "It's the standard protective gear for the lab."
"It's immodest and whorish!" the seated version of her shouted back.
"Consideration please," the prone one said, "I'm fairly sure we both have splitting headaches."
"I'm sure you are perfectly fine being dressed like a slut!"
"I kind of feel over dressed, to be honest," the prone one responded, "I normally go for some public showing lingerie in leather or vinyl personally."
"Immodest Harlot!" the seated one shouted, "You should be punished!"
"What a spanking?" the prone one smiled, "Those can be fun."
"Burned at the stake witch!"
Outside the isolation chamber the other three members were watching the sense inside and the various gauges next to the close circuit TV monitor.
"I'm going in!" Johnny rushed to the airlock door.
"No Johnny!" Reed tried to intercept him.
"Knock it off, the both of you!" Ben got their attention, "We all want to take care of Sue, but we need to make sure she is all right. You trust me Johnny? Reed you know I follow security proticals? I will go in to talk to them and see if they need anything."
Ben cracked his knuckles as a not so subtle hint that this was not open for discussion. It's didn't take long to get Ben in the Radiation suit and seal the out airlock to the isolation chamber. Once that was done, the inner door opened.
He was not prepared for what was inside. One Sue was harping about the bible ordering the killing of gays and whores and so on, while the other lied there making snarky comments about things like bondage and anal sex.
"Ahh, Susie? Sues? Susies?" Ben tried to interrupt.
"Mister Grim!, I demand that we put this harlot to the stake at once!" the seated one shouted.
"Hay Ben, can you get the ball gag from my closet so we can get some quite in here?" the other asked nicely.
"Girls! calm down," Ben said waving his arms.
"That is Mrs. Richards or Susan to my husband!" the seated one snpped.
"You can call me Malice Ben," the other smiled, "It's only Mistress Malice to clients and villains. Oh yeah how was the date with Alicia? You didn't come home all weekend."
"What? PRE-MARITAL SEX!" Susan shouted, "You should both be stoned in public!"
"Ahh," was all Ben could come up with, "I'll be right back with some lunch ok?"
Ben retreated to the airlock and waited for the sensors to give an all clear.
"Well?" Reed and Johnny both asked.
"It's weird in there," Ben reported "One Sue is calling herself Malice, and she is the nice one! The other one is some kind of homicidal puritan zealot."