The Brand New And Improved "Heroes vs. Villains: Marvel" RPG

[Byrd Man]

The same nightclub that started the whole mess seems to be the place where it could end.

Blood and gunpowder are thick in the air when I come crashing through the window.

"Someone has some expli-"

Another smell hits my nostrils. Foreign...alien.

"Daredevil!"

I know that voice. Carnage, a serial killer with an alien symbiote attached to him. This could be trouble. The man known as Powderkeg charges through the door with a loud crash. The scent of Sabretooth isn't far behind him.

"I'm to believe that Carnage isn't your doing," I ask Sabretooth. Carnage strikes out, one of his tentacles whistling through the air.

I leap up, knocking the tentacle away with my billy club.
​

 

[Spider-Man9X17]

"What in the name of God is that?!"

Cap readied his shield and drew his gun as the giant monster appeared seemingly from nowhere. He turned to the God of Thunder who, according to the most recent Winter Soldier intel, was presumed dead. That was an issue for later, however.

"What in the name of God is that?!"

 

[J'adore]

"You must make sure that HYDRA do not complete their objectives! Stay low, no one must notice you are there, just get Silver and go - don't ask questions. SHIELD agents are over their now. Don't mess this one up,"

"Affirmative. Have you got my jet prepared?"

"Yes. Now go...And remember, it is vital."

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"Stay where you are, Skein," Amy Chen reached out her blaster pistol and pointed it at the back of Skein's head. Skein slowly turned around to face Amy and the gun, she smirked with great pleasure. "What's so funny?"

"The building's going to blow up in exactly 15 minutes. And there's nothing you can do about --" Amy pressed down on the trigger, nothing.

"What's that? Your stupid gun not working? Well that's just tough luck," Skein smirked, now more sinister than before. She raised her arm up and the lasers that were once meant to come out of Amy's gun, exploded out of the end of the gun, firing into the air and swirling around each other. Skein then lowered her arm to 90 degrees, a ray of lasers firing at Amy.

Somersaulting over each of them, Amy swooped to the ground. She then jumped back up and kicked Skein painfully in the face, with great force. Quickly darting her gun at Skein's belt, she snatched the gun from within Skein's belt. Flipping gracefully backwards in the air, Amy landed with great efficiency. Now, she had raised the gun towards Skein.

"Show me the detonator." Amy stepped closer to Skein. Skein stood there, frozen. She reached her hand into her belt slowly. "It's right..."

SLAM

Skein quickly shot her hand out from her belt and punched Amy with all her strength. Quickly shooting into the air above, Skein flattened her palms, her eyes glowed a powerful gold. Then a series of slender, elongated, threadlike fiber wrapped around her arms. Lifting her arms down to where Amy lay, recovering against the wall from the punch, the fiber threads jolted forwards at Amy. Amy quickly picked herself up and did a sharp dodge to the left, aiming her gun up at Skein.

BUDDA BUDDA BUDDA


"URGHK!" A bullet plunged right into the shoulder of Skein, causing her flow of abilities to stop and herself drop to the floor within a quick speed. Blood gorged out from her shoulder. She clutched her shoulder with her right arm, rapping gentle threads of fiber around the wound. Now, Amy shrouded over Skein, smirking. "Where is the detonator?"

Amy was distracted by the doors behind her blowing up in a small, but powerful, explosion. Seven HYDRA guards marched threw, the one at the front clutched a sword. "Attack!" The one who wielded a sword exclaimed.

Amy shot numerous times, hitting four guards and killing them, in the matter of seconds. "A sword, just what I need," Amy jumped into the air, shooting at the two guards either side the one who wielded a sword. She landed gracefully and watched as the two guards fell to the floor, engulfed in their own blood. "The sword please,"

The man with the sword chuckled and jerked his arm towards Amy. Amy caught the sword with her hands, spinning it around and yanking it off the guard. "Idiot." She viciously pierced the sword through the guard's chest, watching as the spike at the end appeared out of his back and blood trickled down the sword. Pulling the sword out of the guard, he fell to the floor as Amy walked away, back over to where Skein originally was.

"Damn B***H!" Amy's eyes widened at the blood spots left from where Skein once lay in distress.



"I have her down." Silver had placed her left food on the chest of Viper gently, the sharp heel making a mark. She kept her gun aimed down at Viper, if she made any sudden movements. She carefully analyzed Viper, blood trickled from her mouth, but her eyes were not really closed in an unconscious state. It was trickery.

Crippler had flung two dead HYDRA soldiers into the wall, their huge bodies flying into the direction of Silver Sable. "Silver! Heads up!"
Silver bent backwards quickly, watching as the bodies slammed into the wall, leaving a crippled dent.

"We both know I'm awake, so let's cut this crap. I'm going to give you an ultimatum, it's about the bomb I have. I'll let it go off if you refuse to give yourself over to HYDRA or you give yourself into HYDRA and it doesn't go off, but Skein will probably still kill all these SHIELD agents."
​

 

[Optikal]

"What in the name of God is that?!"

Cap readied his shield and drew his gun as the giant monster appeared seemingly from nowhere. He turned to the God of Thunder who, according to the most recent Winter Soldier intel, was presumed dead. That was an issue for later, however.

"What in the name of God is that?!"

-ARES-

"Not a God, Avenger". Ares growled, hefting his axe. "That is Typhon, last of the Titans. The bastard child of Gaia and Tartarus. He has been imprisoned beneath a mountain for millenia. How he is here, I don't know... but if he is here, then there is great power at work".

In that instant, giant serpents, extensions of the titans true form, made it to Liberty Island and stuck out. Ares dived and rolled, his blade flashing like lightening as it clove through demonic scaled flesh. Ares knew that this was only the beginning.

"GRARGH!" Typhon roared, feeling the assault of both Iron Man and Thor. "Mortal vermin dare to defy my will! I shalt crush thine bodies like insects!"

After wiping the gore from axe, the War God stepped past Captain America and stopped, glancing back over his shoulder. "He is a bieng of immense power and it took the Skyfather himself to defeat the last time he stormed the hills of Olympus. Ready yourself Captain".

With that, Ares paced himself into a run and with a mighty roar launched himself into a huge leap at his enemy, his butterfly bladed war axe glinting in the sunlight.
​

 

[Spider-Man9X17]

"What in the blue hell...?"

Hawkeye looked to his blushing bride. All of the obstacles being thrown at them was becoming a bit too coincidental for his tastes.

"I think we're being played."

"What the hell is that?"

"Big."

"Clint...!"

"What?! It's friggin' huge."

"I can see how big it is! WHAT THE HELL IS IT?!"

"It's a large snaked armed man! How the hell can you not see that?!"

"A child! I'm sleeping with a child!"

Mockingbird stormed away toward the access door.

"So I should start calling you Whacko Bobb-o?"

Hawkeye barely ducked the battle staff that came swinging at his head. He looked back at the monster as the door to the stairwell slammed shut.

"You aren't so tough."

 

[bkhedr]

The same nightclub that started the whole mess seems to be the place where it could end.​

Blood and gunpowder are thick in the air when I come crashing through the window.​

"Someone has some expli-"​

Another smell hits my nostrils. Foreign...alien.​

"Daredevil!"​

I know that voice. Carnage, a serial killer with an alien symbiote attached to him. This could be trouble. The man known as Powderkeg charges through the door with a loud crash. The scent of Sabretooth isn't far behind him.​

"I'm to believe that Carnage isn't your doing," I ask Sabretooth. Carnage strikes out, one of his tentacles whistling through the air.​

I leap up, knocking the tentacle away with my billy club.​

​

"Does it look like my doing?" I growl before ducking sideways to avoid one of Carnage's attacks.

I don't waste any more time talkin' to Daredevil before rolling to my feet and charging Carnage.

Bad enough I got this freak gunning for me for no reason, attacking my people, now I got DareDevil trying to play hero at my expense.

Some might call the situation ironic, to me its just annoying. There is a silver lining though. Carnage may have started out going after me, but Dare Devil's drawing most of his attention now (guess that comes with being a hero) and I intend to take full advantage.

I close the distance between Carnage and myself in 2 seconds, that's two seconds that Dare Devil is fighting for his life, and rake my claws across his chest.

"Agh!" Carnage lets out a yelp that sounds more like surprise than pain and turns his attention to me.

I duck under a slash and barely avoid being pinned between his suddenly enlarged fingers before countering with another slash of my claws.

He's stronger than I am, hate to say it, but he's got more raw power too, but he can't fight like me, its obvious he's never had any training, so I keep moving, keep cutting, and all the while he keeps laughin and cutting back.

He gets lucky and a finger spike sticks me in the shoulder, making me howl in agony as it expands and bursts the muscle.

It'll heal, but I can't use my right arm, can't even lift it.

"They said you had to be crazy to take on Sabretooth." Carnage gloats as he stands over me "They said he couldn't be beaten."

He leans in close, his halloween mask of a face filling my line of sight

"Gotta say you're a big disappointment, can't even hurt my symbiote."

"Ya think?" I snarl as I spin to my feet, coming up behind him and wrapping my good hand around his throat.

Carnage just laughs, and a second later I feel my body explode with agony as a dozen different spikes burst out of his back and stab through me, puncturing my organs, grazing my unbreakable bones, and making me lose a whole lot more blood than I'd care to think about.

I don't go down though, despite the pain and the blood loss, and I keep my hand wrapped tight around his throat from behind.

"Not dead yet?" Carnage snickers, punk thinks he's got nothing to worry about. Idiiot doesn't realize how vulnerable a position he's put himself in.

"You first." I manage to say with a grin despite the blood filling my mouth.

I then grab tight, sinking my claws into the symbiote covering his throat and wrenching it clear.

It takes all the strength I can muster, and he fights like crazy, but before he can stop me, I'm literally holding the suit away from his skin and exposing the defenseless human throat underneath.

Now's when I'd kill him myself, but I still can't raise my arm. Powderkeg and Arclight are down. That leaves the Devil. I can't see much through the squirming mass that's cuttin' me to ribbons, but I'm sure the Devil has a kill shot and I encourage him to take it.

"What're you waitin' for DareDevil??!!" I growl as I strain and pull the symbiote further back. "Finish him!!!"

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[bkhedr]

"What the hell is that?"

"Big."

"Clint...!"

"What?! It's friggin' huge."

"I can see how big it is! WHAT THE HELL IS IT?!"

"It's a large snaked armed man! How the hell can you not see that?!"

"A child! I'm sleeping with a child!"

Mockingbird stormed away toward the access door.

"So I should start calling you Whacko Bobb-o?"

Hawkeye barely ducked the battle staff that came swinging at his head. He looked back at the monster as the door to the stairwell slammed shut.

"You aren't so tough."

​

Typhon glares at the annoying mortal for a brief moment, then fires a bolt of concentrated force at him with such speed that Hawkeye would have been hard pressed to avoid it had it not been blocked by the sudden arrival of Thor who planted his feet firmly between the bolt and its target before allowing his mystic mallet to absorb the brunt of the attack.

"He is that tough Hawkeye." Thor said without taking his eyes of Typhon. "In times past it took no less than the might of Zues himself to fell the giant and though I posess the power of Odin I will have to concentrate, gather the necessary cosmic force, if we are to stop him, but even then, I dare not release such power so near all these civilians."

The Thunderer paused, watching as Ares closed with Typhon and engaged him once more.

"You will have to move him Avengers, keep him distracted, lead him away from the Statue and the city, while I summon the power necessary to stop him."​

 

[Batman]

...

Normally this is the moment I'd try and think something clever, but I'm honestly too sore to care.

Underneath his mask, Peter let out a small groan as he took in a whiff of that familiar New York night's air, after suddenly being whisked back into consciousness. Not that he wasn't used to the scenario of finding himself awake after coming into a harrowing experience, but he usually expected to find himself tied up whenever he eventually came to. Or at least, being face-to-face with some nutjob wearing their unmentionables outside of their pants. Rubbing the back of his head in agony, Spider-Man rolled from his chest onto his back, feeling around to see if he had broken anything during... whatever happened. All he had remembered was an explosion, coming from beneath him and- ...Cat!

Eyes widened, the webslinger instantly shot up and looked around in a clear panic. The last that he could remember was trying to grab Felicia and swing them both to safety, but the explosion cut them both off before they could even move. And while he was mostly fine, apart from a few cuts and scrapes, that didn't necessarily mean that Black Cat had gotten away from the blast as luckily as he did.

"Ugh... Cat? Felicia?! Are you alright, where are you?!"

Not a second later, and Peter's skin went white. Because at the other edge of the partially destroyed rooftop he was laying on sat Black Cat, her costume partially singed and barely moving. Springing to his feet, Spider-Man lept straight to his ex-girlfriend without hesitation, gently wrapping his hand behind her head.

"Cat! Cat, can you hear me?"

Black Cat didn't respond. And whatever movement she had been making had suddenly stopped. Spider-Man grabbed her wrist and felt for a pulse, but it was hard to tell between the leather of her glove and the fabric of his. Then he noticed her stomach, as it stopped moving up and down in a faint exhaustion. She wasn't breathing anymore. Beyond alarmed, Peter began to push onto her chest in a desperate CPR maneuver, hoping to God that he wasn't about to lose yet another love of his life.

"No! No, no no no... c'mon, Felicia... breathe... c'mon, breathe... 1, 2, 3... c'mon!"

Pulling his mask up over his nose, Spider-Man bent down and began to exhale hard into Felicia's mouth, still trying to apply pressure to her chest. But as he looked up, he still didn't see her begin to breathe. Pushing down even harder, making sure that his strength wouldn't collapse her lungs or break her ribs, he tried not to give up on her too soon. Any slight chance that he had to save her was slowly slipping out of his grasp, and he didn't know if he could stand to lose someone else. Not in the same week that he lost MJ. Not after the big reason that they've drifted apart in the first place.

Spider-Man bent down and opened Felicia's lips once more, preparing to breathe in as hard as he possibly could. But the second that their lips connected, the wall-crawler froze. A distinct sensation met his mouth, as he realized...

"..."

"That has to be the first time I've ever been slipped the tongue during C.P.R."

Felicia smiled back, eyes still closed. "Play your cards right, and it won't be the last, either."

Spider-Man looked down at her, trying to make a stern face that she couldn't even see.

"That is not funny."

"Neither are your palms crushing the wind out of me. You mind?"

Obliging, Spider-Man retracted his arms and helped Cat to sit up. She rubbed the back of her head, aswell, trying to keep herself from passing out again. "What happened?"

"Before or after we made out during a traumatic moment?"

"You say it like you didn't enjoy it."

"There was some kind of an explosion. Knocked us back a couple of feet, but I don't think it did any real damage. I tried to get us out of the way when it happened, but..."

"Hey, not every little problem can be solved with arachnid agility."

"Tell me about it. I've been learning that lesson since I was fifteen."

Looking back towards the origin of the blast, Spider-Man noticed something peculiar. Behind the smoke from the fire, there was a silhouette. Some kind of shadowy presence, looming about and watching the crimefighters struggle to grasp what had happened. Before he could say anything, Felicia noticed the shadow, aswell.

"Hey!"

The figure took off into the opposite direction. Leaping to her feet, Felicia took charge into a sprint. "Come on! I think that's our thief!"

Spider-Man momentarily hesitated. "Oh, sure. Let's not take the time to rest up. It's not like you just nearly died, or anything..."

Firing a webline at a nearby building, Spider-Man leaped into the air and headed into an arc, following Black Cat as she leaped off of the side of the building. The thief was running across the rooftops with effortless resolve, and it was nothing more than pure luck that Felicia was just as determined to stop him. Otherwise, he'd have escaped minutes ago. I wonder if Iron Man ever has a night like this.

:BZZT!: :BZZT!:

Well whaddya know, I get to ask him!

Leaping off his webline with a careful somersault, Peter clung to the nearest wall and reached down to the metallic belt hidden that was beneath his costume. Even though it was usually only used to conceal back-up tubes of web fluid and spider-tracers, among other things, there was another important item that Spider-Man had began to carry on his person that hadn't been given nearly enough use, in the past few months... The One-Way Wireless Avengers Communicator.

Letting it vibrate in his hands, as he removed the round item from his belt-buckle, Spider-Man tapped the side of the device and shut off the alert. The Avengers needed him, for some reason. He didn't know why, considering he had honestly been convinced that they'd forgotten about him by now. But whenever The Avengers called you, you didn't get to say 'No'. Even if you are in the middle of a high octane chase across the rooftops of Manhattan. Or just sitting on the toilet, which made for quite the awkward timing.

"Come on, Spider! Hate to break it to you, but our bad guy's getting away!"

Spider-Man looked up, seeing that Black Cat was still chasing after him a few feet away. Firing another webline, he swung wide over a narrow gap, vaulting his way into another fast sprint beside Felicia. He didn't quite know how he was going to explain this to her, but despite promising he would, he couldn't help Black Cat take this one on. Not now, anyway.

"Uh... I got a page. I think I better take it."

Felicia looked over, alarmed. "What? From who?!"

"...The Avengers."

"You've got to be kidding me!"

Both Spider-Man and Black Cat jumped over the next gap in unison, landing perfectly onto the next rooftop. "So, what... you're just going to leave this guy?! Just like that?!"

"Well, you're chasing after him. And the way I see it, you've got more of a reason to capture this guy than I do."

"But I could use the help!"

"I know. I know, and I'm sorry! But I just think I better take this, because it's bound to be more important!"

Felicia sneered. "So helping me out isn't important?!"

"...Maybe you didn't hear me. It's The Avengers."

Disgusted, Felicia continued on.

"Fine, go."

"You're mad, aren't you?"

"Oh, I'm very much pissed. But like you said, it's important, and tending to my needs obviously isn't a priority for you. Even if it means catching a man who's responsible for a dozen different burglaries, not to mention just trying to kill the both of us."

"You are! You are so mad!"

Felicia snarled. "Look, are you gonna answer them, or not? They're waiting on you."

Spider-Man sighed, firing out another stray webline, culminating into a new swing. "And to think, we were having such a wonderful evening before this. I mean, it wasn't an 'dining and dancing the night away' sort of thing, but..."

"Peter!"

"Okay, okay! Yeesh, you had to bring out the first name basis..."

Swinging off to the side, Spider-Man leaped over a nearby building and backflipped his way across the other infront of it. All the while, regretting what he had just done with all of his being. She's never gonna let me hear the end of this one, is she?

Realizing that he had other matters to attend to, Peter stood straight up, retrieving the communicator once more. Pressing the activation button, he waited for a moment as it began to connect to the worldwide communications' link that Tony Stark had designed for the team. As it continued, Spider-Man began to impatiently tap his foot.

"See, this is why I use broadband."

Unexpectedly, a loud roar cut him off mid-sentence, prompting Spider-Man's initial shriek of terror. In the distance, a hideous creature had suddenly appeared in the middle of the city, wreaking havoc wherever it turned. His first thought was another attack by Fing Fang Foom, but that suspicion dampened when he got a good look at the creature...

"Jesus H. Christ and all of his chubby uncles!"

Tossing the communicator aside, Spider-Man instinctively leapt towards the creature without thought, firing two weblines at once to slingshot himself towards the action. He obviously didn't need to communicate with the team now, and ask why they needed him... because it was a good bet that he was staring the reason down. And it was freaking huge.

"Okay, then... I am gonna die doing this. Cheers to all!"

Pulling himself backwards into a kickoff, Spider-Man let go of the weblines and rocketed into the air, heading aimlessly towards the area of New York that the creature was attacking. Every fiber of Peter's being that had been regretful about leaving Felicia were now attacking him even moreso, realizing how stupid it was for him to do what he was currently doing.

Not that he wasn't used to making stupid decisions.

 

[Byrd Man]

"They said you had to be crazy to take on Sabretooth." Carnage gloats as he stands over me "They said he couldn't be beaten."

He leans in close, his halloween mask of a face filling my line of sight

"Gotta say you're a big disappointment, can't even hurt my symbiote."

"Ya think?" I snarl as I spin to my feet, coming up behind him and wrapping my good hand around his throat.

Carnage just laughs, and a second later I feel my body explode with agony as a dozen different spikes burst out of his back and stab through me, puncturing my organs, grazing my unbreakable bones, and making me lose a whole lot more blood than I'd care to think about.

I don't go down though, despite the pain and the blood loss, and I keep my hand wrapped tight around his throat from behind.

"Not dead yet?" Carnage snickers, punk thinks he's got nothing to worry about. Idiiot doesn't realize how vulnerable a position he's put himself in.

"You first." I manage to say with a grin despite the blood filling my mouth.

I then grab tight, sinking my claws into the symbiote covering his throat and wrenching it clear.

It takes all the strength I can muster, and he fights like crazy, but before he can stop me, I'm literally holding the suit away from his skin and exposing the defenseless human throat underneath.

Now's when I'd kill him myself, but I still can't raise my arm. Powderkeg and Arclight are down. That leaves the Devil. I can't see much through the squirming mass that's cuttin' me to ribbons, but I'm sure the Devil has a kill shot and I encourage him to take it.

"What're you waitin' for DareDevil??!!" I growl as I strain and pull the symbiote further back. "Finish him!!!"

​

"I'd be glad to."

Time seems to stand still as I rear back with my billy club. I can't aim for Carnage in the traditional sense, but my radar paints a picture as clear as day thanks to Carnage's squealing and Sabretooth's growls.

My billy club whistles through the air and strikes Carnage in his unguarded neck. He gags and falls to the floor. Sabretooth's grip slips, allowing the symbiote to slap back on to him with a loud squish.

"Oh, no."

"Oh, yes!"

A tentacle with a razor edge slashes through the air, aimed at my head. I spin sideways, and avoid the worst of the damage. The razor blade still connects with my arm and creates a deep cut. The smell of my blood hits the air.

What was it that Spider-Man said defeated symbiotes?

.......Fire.

"Sabretooth, we need to get some fire going. That's the only way we can stop him!"

Another swing towards me, another dodge and block with my one remaining club.

 

[Optikal]

​

Typhon glares at the annoying mortal for a brief moment, then fires a bolt of concentrated force at him with such speed that Hawkeye would have been hard pressed to avoid it had it not been blocked by the sudden arrival of Thor who planted his feet firmly between the bolt and its target before allowing his mystic mallet to absorb the brunt of the attack.

"He is that tough Hawkeye." Thor said without taking his eyes of Typhon. "In times past it took no less than the might of Zues himself to fell the giant and though I posess the power of Odin I will have to concentrate, gather the necessary cosmic force, if we are to stop him, but even then, I dare not release such power so near all these civilians."

The Thunderer paused, watching as Ares closed with Typhon and engaged him once more.

"You will have to move him Avengers, keep him distracted, lead him away from the Statue and the city, while I summon the power necessary to stop him."​

-ARES-

The God of War flew through the air, sweeping down a mighty blow upon the colossal form of Typhon, rending a serpents head from its body. Typhon roared and grasped at the War God, sending Ares flying with a mighty throw. Ares landed hard as Typhon took took to the skies, his huge bat-like wings carrying him into the air as he battled the Avengers.

"Come mortals!" he bellowed. "I hath defeated teams of you 'Avengers' before and today shalt be no exception. I will flay your bodies and bequeath the coveted stones of power to my Lord! Come and die by my hand!"

Ares snarled as he recovered a vertical base upon Liberty Island. "Lord Thor is right, Avengers. We need to move the beast to an open area. Liberty Park borders upon this watercourse. Iron Man..." Ares called to the Armoured Avenger, "...Fly me, across this stretch of water. Typhon is my ancient foe and shall follow in his hunt for Olympian conquest! I will need you all in order to stay this monster..."

Replacing his helm, the God of War wiped a trickle of blood from his lips and stepped forth, his mind already formulating a plan of attack.
​

 

[Byrd Man]

"You will have to move him Avengers, keep him distracted, lead him away from the Statue and the city, while I summon the power necessary to stop him."​

"Roger that."

I fly in low and circle Typhon. Turning my repulsor beam up to 11, I take potshots at the ancient monster as I fly around him like a gnat on a hot summer day.

Typhon raises his hand and strikes me, I fly back into the air and crash into Liberty Island with tremendous force.

"That...is gonna hurt in the morning," I say as I pull myself up out of the small crater my impact made. "Computer, run a quick diagnostic scan..."

Propulsion systems operating at 75%. Weapon systems at 85%%, Shields at 33%.

"Alright, just got to remember to avoid his right hook next time. Let's do it to it."

I rocket off the ground, heading back into the fight with Typhon.

...
"Okay, then... I am gonna die doing this. Cheers to all!"

Pulling himself backwards into a kickoff, Spider-Man let go of the weblines and rocketed into the air, heading aimlessly towards the area of New York that the creature was attacking. Every fiber of Peter's being that had been regretful about leaving Felicia were now attacking him even moreso, realizing how stupid it was for him to do what he was currently doing.

Not that he wasn't used to making stupid decisions.

I pass by Spider-Man, slowing down to give the web-slinger a nod and greeting.

"Spider-Man! Long time, no see! Welcome to the party."

Ares snarled as he recovered a vertical base upon Liberty Island. "Lord Thor is right, Avengers. We need to move the beast to an open area. Liberty Park borders upon this watercourse. Iron Man..." Ares called to the Armoured Avenger, "...Fly me, across this stretch of water. Typhon is my ancient foe and shall follow in his hunt for Olympian conquest! I will need you all in order to stay this monster..."

Replacing his helm, the God of War wiped a trickle of blood from his lips and stepped forth, his mind already formulating a plan of attack.
​

​

I dip down towards the ground and grab Ares by his armpits, pushing him up into the air. Even through my armor, I can smell Ares.

"Yikes. Apparently the gods don't believe in deodorant."

 

[Optikal]

I dip down towards the ground and grab Ares by his armpits, pushing him up into the air. Even through my armor, I can smell Ares.

"Yikes. Apparently the gods don't believe in deodorant."

-ARES-
​

"And yet, should we compare scores on female conquests, I believe you'd be left weeping Stark!" Ares chuckled.

Below the pair, Typhon hurled bolts of pure energy skywards, narrowly missing man and god. "Come on you titan ****eson!" Ares roared, "you want battle?! you want death?! it is here!"

Typhon bellowed his rage and set after Ares, following him to dry land, bellowing his rage and cursed promises.

As they reached Liberty State Park, Iron Man let go of the War God and Ares hurtled towards the ground, withdrawing both sword and axe as he landed. "Iron Man, I'll keep him busy whilst the rest of your team arrive. I'll be sure to leave some scraps for you all!"

Turning back to Typhon and rolling out of the way of more blasts, Ares pulled back and hurled the sword, sending it in a spinning blaze to lodge into the titans shoulder. "Come and face me properly, godless filth!" he roared.

Typhon hovered over the park before landing. "You are right, whelp. You and these Avengers are of no real consequence. I shalt meet your challenge and meet you head on. Then, this land and all of its riches whall be mine, as the dark lord promised!"

His form became smaller, but still matched the physical prescence of Ares himself.

"Now I deliver you to Hela, son of Zeus".

​

"Ha!" Ares grinned, "I have lived for thousands of years and none have stayed my fury..." Ares leapt, as Typhon created a sword of fire and met his charge "...You shall be no no different!"

 

[Spider-Man9X17]

"OK, everyone who is less the omnipitent, our job is crowd control and back-up support!" Hawkeye barked out as he exited the pedistal and reached ground level. "We need to make sure all the civilians get safely off the island. Bobbi, take the jet, provide some air support."

Hawkeye looked around. He didn't like the feeling of this at all, didn't care for the timing. It was too coincidental for him that all hell seemed to break loose as soon as Loki had hurried away.

"And everybody, watch your backs. There's more going on here than we may realize."

 

[Batman]

I pass by Spider-Man, slowing down to give the web-slinger a nod and greeting.

"Spider-Man! Long time, no see! Welcome to the party."

The webslinger fired out a backwards webline to put himself to a halt. Or, at least, slow himself down. But the exact moment that Peter knew he wasn't dead ...yet, anyway... was when he heard the mechanical voice of Tony Stark, The Invincible Iron Man, calling out to him from the distance. Not a moment later, and he was face-to-face with the iron-clad hero, thanks in part to Stark's advanced repulsor jets.

"Party? This is a party?! Oh, man, I hope I don't need an ID!"

The creature's roar was enough to make Spider-Man hesitate shooting another line towards midtown. But as Iron Man passed him while heading towards the beast, the crimefighter simply shrugged to himself, letting all fear wash off of him. Well hey, if the whole 'charging in headfirst' shtick works for a multi-billionaire who looks like a Cylon...

Swinging after the Avenger, Spider-Man caught up to Iron Man's charge with enough of a pace to keep going with the smalltalk. Not that it was really appropriate for the situation, but he felt that the best way to make light of battles where one could easily get crushed under the weight of some otherworldly behemoth was to keep up with a good chat.

As Iron Man grabbed some guy who looked like a cross between The Punisher and Thor, whom he had already affectionately nicknamed 'Thorunisher' in his head, the wall-crawler flipped into the air and tried not to mess his tights, as they came even closer to the beast.

"So, uh... I'm a little behind on the update. What's the handsome stranger's story? Asgardian monster? Kree experiment? Tiger Woods' latest mistress?"

 

[Spider-Man9X17]

The shield on Bucky's arm seemed to get heavier with each passing second.

"I really picked the wrong day to start doing this."

Cap hurried over to the Quinjet as Mockingbird was raising the ramp and slipped inside.

"Room for one more?"

 

[Byrd Man]

"So, uh... I'm a little behind on the update. What's the handsome stranger's story? Asgardian monster? Kree experiment? Tiger Woods' latest mistress?"

"As much as I'd like to say 'all of the above', I'm currently on wikipedia and it tells me this monster Typhon is related to the Titans in Greek mythology. According to this Typhon is the son of Gaia, the Greek's version of Mother Earth. This site is handy. Let me click random article....Hey, did you know Francisco Javier 'Javi' Chica Torres is a Spanish footballer who currently plays for RCD Espanyol in the Spanish first division? According to this, he's capable of appearing as both a right or left defender, his main asset is his physical strength."


A tree from the park whizzes by Spider-Man and I, its roots flailing in the wind.

"I should really take care of that."

I change directions and speed towards the tree.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Loki paced back and forth in the reception hall of the Avengers Mansion. The time had come. She spoke into her communicator device.

"Thor, this is Loki. I have important news regarding the Norn stones, I need to speak with you urgently. When you get this message, meet me at Avengers Mansion."

 

[Optikal]

Wolvine tucked into a roll as he hit the roof and came up on his feet. His shoulder burned from the impact but it would heal fast. Before he could move, a distant whistlinbg became a thunderous crash as Colossus shot from the sky and crashed through the roof, penetrating through several floor of the building. Logan raised an eyebrow at Petes stupidity and leapt into the newly created hole after him.

Three floors down, he hit the ground and was confronted by a scene of utter devastation. The medical center, a private facility that typically treated mutants, was wrecked. Walls were destroyed, electrical wires and plumbing damage made the area highly volatile. Luckily, most of the patients had been evacuated.

Not all had been though, and at the far end of the area, Juggernaut held up a cowering doctor by the throat. "WHERE IS HE? I KNOW HE WAS HERE!"

Wolverine leapt into action, with Colossus behind him. "Don't know who you're lookin' for Bub, but you've just found the X-Men!"

Claws popped, Wolverine leapt at Juggernaut.

.WOLVERINE.

"RARGH!!" Wolverine cried as Juggernaut swatted him away effortlessly.

"IF YOU GUYS DON'T STAY OUTTA THIS, I'M GONNA CRUSH YA!" Juggernaut roared.

As Logan rolled to his stomach and waited for a broken arm bone to re-knit, the rest of the X-Men came on the scene. A raw optic blast from Summers rocked the magically empowered villain as Colossus charged in for some up-close action.

"Colossus, stay on him!" Cyclops barked. "Wolverine, we need that helmet off his head so Emma can get to work!"

Yanking the bone into place, Wolverine hauled himself to his feet and popped claws once more. "Yeah Slim, same plan as always" he growled, before launching himself back into the battle. As Colossus and Juggernaut went blow to blow, Logan worked his way around before leaping on the back of Cain. Juggernaut hurled himself backwards but Logan held on, like a cowboy at a rodeo.

"GET OFFA ME YOU DAMN PIPSQUEAK!" Marko cried out, trying to shrug the feral mutant from his back.

Cyclops broke into a run and aimed low, blasting at Cains knee and bringing the mutant down. "Hold him Peter!"

Colossus grabbed at Juggernaut, restricting his hands as Wolverine smashed the holding locks of the helmet. The instant the helmet slid away, Juggernaut fell silent as Emma Frost went to work.

After a few moments, she returned to the physical plane and looked down at the fallen behemoth.

"So what's the deal with Cain, Frost?"Wolverine asked, his eyes still on Marko.

"It's strange". Emma began, "He was looking for Tom Cassidy. Apparently he came to this facility a few weeks back and has not been seen since".

"So? Why is that strange?" Cyclops queried.

"This place, this facility is a private medical centre especially for mutants. According to what I could extract from Cains mind, there have been a series of rumours of other mutants disappearing from this centre too".

"So Juggs was playin' detective hmm?"

"It appears so. His concern was genuine enough. In his own mind at least".

Cyclops rubbed his chin and shook his head. "That still doesn't excuse his tearing this place to pieces and putting the lives of all these innocents at risk. We'll hand him over to the right authorities and then look into this back at the mansion".

Wolverine nodded and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Cyclops asked.

"You go and do what you gotta do boyscout, I'm goin' to take a look at this from a different angle".

"Logan, we should work together on this".

"Look Slim" Wolverine growled. "You do things your way and I'll do it mine, yeah?" Without waiting for an answer, Logan stalked through the rubble, away from the rest of the X-Men.

Cyclops turned to Emma and frowned. "What the hell is up with him?"

"Are you really so blind Scott? Mutants being abducted... vulnerable ones at that... It's a subject that touches a raw nerve with Wolverine. Don't worry about him though, he knows how to handle himself".

"Yeah" Scott grumbled, "It's not him I'm worried about though".
​

 

[bkhedr]

Loki paced back and forth in the reception hall of the Avengers Mansion. The time had come. She spoke into her communicator device.

"Thor, this is Loki. I have important news regarding the Norn stones, I need to speak with you urgently. When you get this message, meet me at Avengers Mansion."

"I hear you Loki." The Thunderer said in the same instant as he unleashed a massive column of lightning that struck Typhon and left smouldering and crashing to one knee.

"I am on my way." He added as he hurled Mjolnir and allowed it carry him across the city towards Avengers mansion.

The Odinson had been hovering above the battle and picking his spots to unleash his full unfettered might against their foe, and though the lightning strike he had just delivered was ferocious even by Zues' standards, Thor knew it alone would not be sufficient to fell the Titan.

Still, if what Typhon desired was the Norn Stones, then there was no need to defeat him here and now so much as there was a need to take the stones themselves off the battlefield. Once the stones had been used to restore Asgard Thor could lead an army to destroy Typhon once and for all. In the meantime Ares and the other Avengers would have to hold their own without his help.

Arriving quickly at his destination, The God of Thunder spied and open window and dropped smoothly through it to land before Loki.

"I am here." he said quickly, eager to see the job done so he could return to the battle, as he produced the stone in his possession.

 

[Keyser Soze]

"I hear you Loki." The Thunderer said in the same instant as he unleashed a massive column of lightning that struck Typhon and left smouldering and crashing to one knee.

"I am on my way." He added as he hurled Mjolnir and allowed it carry him across the city towards Avengers mansion.

The Odinson had been hovering above the battle and picking his spots to unleash his full unfettered might against their foe, and though the lightning strike he had just delivered was ferocious even by Zues' standards, Thor knew it alone would not be sufficient to fell the Titan.

Still, if what Typhon desired was the Norn Stones, then there was no need to defeat him here and now so much as there was a need to take the stones themselves off the battlefield. Once the stones had been used to restore Asgard Thor could lead an army to destroy Typhon once and for all. In the meantime Ares and the other Avengers would have to hold their own without his help.

Arriving quickly at his destination, The God of Thunder spied and open window and dropped smoothly through it to land before Loki.

"I am here." he said quickly, eager to see the job done so he could return to the battle, as he produced the stone in his possession.

"Ah, you found another Norn, good. I presume that Deadpool delivered."

Loki laid out two Norns - the one The Mandarin had unearthed for them, and the one given to Thor by the Living Tribunal - on the worktable that stood between her and her brother.

"I might as well just come out and say it."

Loki took out from her robes a further five Norn stones, laying them out alongside the other two.

"I have been secretly collecting the Norn stones, almost from as soon as I was reborn. I was doing it behind your back long before the Living Tribunal told you they held the key to restoring Asgard and the Nine Worlds. All this time I have been decieving you, but with eight out of the nine stones now gathered, the time has come for me to show my hand at last, to break away from our newly formed union, and set out to finish the job and claim all nine of the Norn stones myself."

Loki let out a long sigh.

"Wow. It felt good to get all that out in the open, dearest brother."

Loki held out her hand.

"Now, if you would be so kind. Hand me that stone you currently hold, and I shall be on my way."

 

[bkhedr]

"I'd be glad to."

Time seems to stand still as I rear back with my billy club. I can't aim for Carnage in the traditional sense, but my radar paints a picture as clear as day thanks to Carnage's squealing and Sabretooth's growls.

My billy club whistles through the air and strikes Carnage in his unguarded neck. He gags and falls to the floor. Sabretooth's grip slips, allowing the symbiote to slap back on to him with a loud squish.

"Oh, no."

"Oh, yes!"

A tentacle with a razor edge slashes through the air, aimed at my head. I spin sideways, and avoid the worst of the damage. The razor blade still connects with my arm and creates a deep cut. The smell of my blood hits the air.

What was it that Spider-Man said defeated symbiotes?

.......Fire.

"Sabretooth, we need to get some fire going. That's the only way we can stop him!"

Another swing towards me, another dodge and block with my one remaining club.

​

"Fire huh..." I grunt as my blood hits the wooden floor beneath my feet in a steady trickle while my eyes scan the room before focusing on an old radiator in the corner of the bar.

"I can do fire." I say, licking my lips and bounding across the room, barely avoiding a strike by Carnage and making it to within arm's reach of the radiator.

The old machine is rusted and worn. It probably hasn't worked in years. That doesn't mean the gas bill on this property isn't paid up.

I rip the pipe to the gas main loose and the smell of the gas assualts my senses in a steady invisible stream.

I can feel Carnage rushing up behind me and I brace myself eagerly for his attack, standing my ground so that he's on top of me just as I run my claws sharply across the radiator's metal face loosing sparks that erupt into an angry fireball that engulfs us both.

​

 

[J'adore]

"The call is yours, Silver..."

"Silver, it's a bluff, hand her over to SHIELD!"

Domino and a few SHIELD agents, as well as Crippler, rushed over to where Silver continued to point the gun down at Viper. Silver shook her head, he teeth gritted. The Cat and US Agent quickly took down a few soldiers and rushed to Silver's side.

"No, she's telling the truth. Trust me. Crippler, The Cat, US Agent, go find Amy and get her back here, ASAP!"

Crippler nodded, running away from the soon dying down scene of the SHIELD agents against the HYDRA soldiers.

"On it."

"Let's go get this crazy chick." Silver quickly shot daggers at US Agent, her face sour.

"We'll be right back, Silver."



"Come on, b***h, you can't hide forever--"

Amy Chen kept her sword perfectly placed in front of her as she carefully crept around the roof of Alphonse's old house. She could hear the battle taking place below her, a few floors down. She had been surprised that the roof had been kept the same, after everything inside had been replaced with high tech AIM equipment. But, she had no more or less time to think, as the floor below her started to tremble beneath her feet.

"Is that all you got? Hm, well, I forgive you, since you have been shot."

"MOTHER F*****!"

Golden telekinetic ropes shot out from the grounds, flying straight for Amy. Amy quickly leaped into the air with full concentration, accurately dodging the ropes. One had managed to violently lung at Amy's foot and wrap around her ankle, yanking her to the ground with a hard WHACK.

Soon, the ropes started to wrap around her body, lying down on the floor helplessly, Amy could see a blurred image of a weakened Skein, barely managing to strand. The ropes then covered her last hope of sight and started to glow a neon yellow.

"The art of silence is a gift, Madame Skein."

Amy could hear the muffled voice of The Cat. Then, within seconds, the ropes were sliced in half, Amy jumping free and gasping for air, her first sight being US Agent. She immediately pulled him in to a tight hug.

"Silence? Oh please, the only time you'll be silenced is when I kill you."

Skein quickly blasted The Cat back into Crippler and hovered into the air with great speed.

The Cat turned to Crippler and lowered his voice. "Boost me."

Nodding, Crippler grabbed The Cat's sapphire blue jacket and threw him into the air, The Cat soaring like a missile. Amy quickly chucked her sword into the air, The Cat catching it with no second thoughts.

Quickly flipping forwards in the air with great delicacy, The Cat swung his sword at Skein, a forceful lash which caused them both to crash to the floor. The Cat had landed gracefully over Skein, who now had a large cut across her face.

"I now give the honor of Skein's death over to Amy Chen herself." US Agent stepped away from Skein and stood back next to Crippler.

The Cat handed Amy the sword and a smirk slowly crept upon her face.

"I am going to enjoy this." Amy chuckled slightly, raising the sword in the air above her.

Skein gently moved, her hand limping slightly to her a pocket in her blood stained HYDRA uniform. "Don't ever...don't ever...under...underestimate...me..."

Confusion filled the thoughts of The Wild Pack members, but their moods soon changed as they saw a gun rising out of the pocket, and tightly being clutched by Skein.

The gun had been raised, the four of them to shocked to re-act in time. "Bye Bye...Amy..."

US Agent's mouth dropped open, he quickly wielded his shield and leaped in front of Amy. "NO!"

BANG, CLANG...

...BANG

The sound of the bullet deflecting off US Agent's shield rang loudly in everyone's ears, echoing within their ears. The sound of the second bullet wasn't too saticfactory, not even The Cat's extreme stealth stills could stop that bullet.

As US Agent had jumped in front of Amy, he had stumbled and his shield had dropped. This had then caused the first bullet to bounce off his shield...and the second to plunge straight into his stomach.

"ARGH!"US Agent darted to the ground, lying unconscious. A small pool of blood quickly started growing beneath him.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" Crippler ran over to Skein and picked her up, throwing her off the building with all his force, watching as the body plunged to the waters below.

"He's still alive...but he's not breathing. Amy, go get a SHIELD agent, quick!" The Cat's orders were muffled in Amy's ringing ears, but she could just about make out his words. Running to the roof door that connected her to the stairs, she then heard the loud noise of something similar to a helicopter, which blasted her hearing back to full volume.

"It's a Helicarrier!" Crippler looked up into the sky, waving his large, masculine, arms uncontrollably.

Then, a thin silver rope type material dropped from one of the doors, a black sticky substance at the end. It hit the roof and the black sticky substance stuck it's self firmly on the floor, allowing half a dozen SHIELD agents rushing to the scene.

"Why are you leaving!?"

Everyone had to shout over the loud noise of the Helicarrier.

"Oh, that would be my down to me!" Viper pushed back Amy from the door and smirked, she was holding firmly onto the collar of Silver, who did not struggle. A sharp pointed blade stuck out the top of Viper's left glove.

The SHIELD agents reluctantly stood frozen, their guns still aimed.

"SHOOT! SHOOT HER!" Amy screamed. She looked over at Silver then ran over to Crippler and the SHIELD agents. Quickly looking over at the Helicarrier, she saw US Agent being lifted up into the huge machine, The Cat by his side and two SHIELD agents as well.

"Quick, get him to medical attention, now. He's still alive!" She heard the faint orders of a SHIELD paramedic.

"No, Amy. They made a deal. The cost of everyone's lives or the cost of handing over Silver to Viper." Crippler calmly told Amy.

"But of course my old friend, I never...ever...stick to my word. Especially when one of my co-workers get thrown into the river."

Viper laughed, a sinister and gruesome expression slowly appearing on her face. She raised her left arm into the air then quickly jolted it down, slamming the sharp blade on her glove straight through into Silver's chest.

"RETTE MICH!"
​

 

[Byrd Man]

​

"Fire huh..." I grunt as my blood hits the wooden floor beneath my feet in a steady trickle while my eyes scan the room before focusing on an old radiator in the corner of the bar.

"I can do fire." I say, licking my lips and bounding across the room, barely avoiding a strike by Carnage and making it to within arm's reach of the radiator.

The old machine is rusted and worn. It probably hasn't worked in years. That doesn't mean the gas bill on this property isn't paid up.

I rip the pipe to the gas main loose and the smell of the gas assualts my senses in a steady invisible stream.

I can feel Carnage rushing up behind me and I brace myself eagerly for his attack, standing my ground so that he's on top of me just as I run my claws sharply across the radiator's metal face loosing sparks that erupt into an angry fireball that engulfs us both.

​

The heat of the flame strikes my face, and the explosion roars through the building. In that brief moment, my radar sense paints a vivid picture of Sabretooth and Carnage engulfed in white hot flames.

Carnage gives an ear-splitting shriek as the flames overtake him. Sabretooth just grunts and kicks the symbiote loose.

What's left of the suit begins to wither away, leaving only the man underneath it. Cletus Kasaday, the serial killer that is tied together with Carnage, only remains. He reeks of singed hair and flesh, but his heartbeat is steady as he lays on the floor unconscious. He'll live.

Sabretooth, badly burned and bleeding, is already healing.

"If that's all, I'll take my leave. Honor the truce, Sabretooth. Stay out of the kitchen."

 

[bkhedr]

The heat of the flame strikes my face, and the explosion roars through the building. In that brief moment, my radar sense paints a vivid picture of Sabretooth and Carnage engulfed in white hot flames.

Carnage gives an ear-splitting shriek as the flames overtake him. Sabretooth just grunts and kicks the symbiote loose.

What's left of the suit begins to wither away, leaving only the man underneath it. Cletus Kasaday, the serial killer that is tied together with Carnage, only remains. He reeks of singed hair and flesh, but his heartbeat is steady as he lays on the floor unconscious. He'll live.

Sabretooth, badly burned and bleeding, is already healing.

"If that's all, I'll take my leave. Honor the truce, Sabretooth. Stay out of the kitchen."

I look up at the Devil from where I sit slumped with my back against a scorched wall.

"Yeah. you got it DareDevil." I say as I pick myself up off the floor. Every inch of me screams in pain as I move, but I don't even flinch as I walk over to where Cassady lays and look him over.

"Just as soon as I put this idiot outta my misery." I say as I raise my claws and bring them sweeping down towards Cassady.

 

[bkhedr]

"Ah, you found another Norn, good. I presume that Deadpool delivered."

Loki laid out two Norns - the one The Mandarin had unearthed for them, and the one given to Thor by the Living Tribunal - on the worktable that stood between her and her brother.

"I might as well just come out and say it."

Loki took out from her robes a further five Norn stones, laying them out alongside the other two.

"I have been secretly collecting the Norn stones, almost from as soon as I was reborn. I was doing it behind your back long before the Living Tribunal told you they held the key to restoring Asgard and the Nine Worlds. All this time I have been decieving you, but with eight out of the nine stones now gathered, the time has come for me to show my hand at last, to break away from our newly formed union, and set out to finish the job and claim all nine of the Norn stones myself."

Loki let out a long sigh.

"Wow. It felt good to get all that out in the open, dearest brother."

Loki held out her hand.

"Now, if you would be so kind. Hand me that stone you currently hold, and I shall be on my way."

"I-" The thunderer paused suddenly, as if his mouth had been forced shut by some invisible hand.

Confusion played briefly across his face only to quickly be replaced by a cold angry glare directed at Loki.

The witch had betrayed him once more!

His muscles too betrayed him, twitching briefly as he fought to take control of them, before moving of their own accord. But it was not just his limbs that betrayed him, but his very mind as well. He found it difficult to focus. He reminded himself that he must not turn the stone over to Loki, fought hard not to, but he found he could no longer remember why not.

Feeling compelled to obey his sister's command, the Odinson mutely handed the stone over then stood stone still, awaiting further instructions.