The "Ultimate Marvel" RPG Seasson II Game Thread

[Feature]

IC Max Dillon: Electro
Season II - Part Fourteen

Charles Xavier sat in a medical room within his mansion looking at the body of Max Dillon, who was sprawled out on an operating able in front of him, completely unconscious. No operations would be necessary however.

Charles had been sitting there, staring at this terrible man, for the better part of an hour. He had already ascertained (through a thorough examination of Dillon's mind) that Dillon was indeed a mutant. He was also a very unique case.

Max Dillon had lived his life without being detected as a mutant because before very recently, he wasn't. He was a normal human. But when Justin Hammer genetically altered him (giving him his electric powers), he awoke a dormant healing ability that Max possessed. A mutant ability.

Charles felt that this raised some very interesting questions. Could it be that more people, perhaps all people are born with a mutation... but only some are activated? Could it be that mutants are more common... more normal... than previously thought? Charles longed to study this phenomenon... longer to comprehend it on every level... but he knew he didn't have time. Soon, SHEILD would be coming to collect their prisoner. Soon... Max Dillon might be dead.

While probing Dillon's mind (something Charles usually would not do without permission), Charles learned that Hammer's gentic tampering had not only activated Dillon's ability, but altered it. It was not seeking to purge every part of Dillion... including the parts that kept him alive. Charles knew he could prevent this. Due to the strange nature of Dillon's ability, Charles had the power to shut down it down with his telepathy. He could... but would he? Was it his place? Could he 'play God'? On the other hand, however, could he do nothing? Could he let a man die?

"Professor, the phone is for you..." A young student said. She covered the receiver and added, "It's Nick Fury."

Charles took a deep breath before taking the phone. "Thank you." He said, as the student left the room. Then he spoke into the receiver.

"Charles Xavier."

"Hello professor Xavier, this is Colonel Nick Fury."

"Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon to you. I assume you know what the purpose of this call is?"

"I believe I do. You are calling in regards to a young man by the name of Max Dillon, are you not?"

"Indeed I am Professor. Dillion is a wanted man... exclusive SHEILD property... and I am sending a team out to your mansion to collect him."

"I understand. Perhaps you could grant me but a few short hours with the boy. He is experiencing some--"

"Look Xavier, that boy is mine. I don't appreciate the way in which you took the law into your own hands today, and I certainly do not appreciate that one of your colleagues attacked and wounded several of my operatives today, including Captain America!"

Charles was not sure how to respond to that.

"I am willing to overlook that... for now. I'm not interested in starting a war. But I've got my eye on you Xavier, and my men are coming to collect that boy, no questions asked. Fury out."

Charles hung up the phone in exasperation. He had a very hard choice to make, and not much time to do it in. Save a life, or play God?

 

[Byrd Man]

"Okay, Cap. We want you to head up to Xavier's mansion and scoop up Electro, Bring some men with you just incase he's feeling fiesty."

"Sure thing, Nick."

"Do not, I repeat, Do not harm Electro. We don't want him in traction when he get's back.

"They way you talk, Nick , You make it sound like I go looking for fights to pick."

Westchester, New York.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. chopper lands on the front lawn of Xavier's institute. I step out and turn to the soldiers waiting in the chopper.

"Follow me, but stay behind. These mutants don't trust us too much, no need to start something."

I turn and walk towards the front door, a small platoon of soldiers marching in my wake.

 

[Noon]

"Okay, Cap. We want you to head up to Xavier's mansion and scoop up Electro, Bring some men with you just incase he's feeling fiesty."

"Sure thing, Nick."

"Do not, I repeat, Do not harm Electro. We don't want him in traction when he get's back.

"They way you talk, Nick , You make it sound like I go looking for fights to pick."

Westchester, New York.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. chopper lands on the front lawn of Xavier's institute. I step out and turn to the soldiers waiting in the chopper.

"Follow me, but stay behind. These mutants don't trust us too much, no need to start something."

I turn and walk towards the front door, a small platoon of soldiers marching in my wake.

Dazzler

I walk towards the kitchen, headphones in my ears blaring out music, a pastrami sandwich in my hand, just waiting to be eaten.

As I go past the window I glance outside. Nice day, couple of squirrels, a platoon of S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers approaching the mansion...

Hang on... I do a double take. Oh *****.

"Oh *****"

 

[Byrd Man]

Dazzler

I walk towards the kitchen, headphones in my ears blaring out music, a pastrami sandwich in my hand, just waiting to be eaten.

As I go past the window I glance outside. Nice day, couple of squirrels, a platoon of S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers approaching the mansion...

Hang on... I do a double take. Oh *****.

"Oh *****"

When we get to the front door I hold up my right hand.

"At ease, soldiers. I'll take it from here."

With my left hand I knock firmly on the oak front door, not too hard not too soft. Like a police officer's knock.

 

[Byrd Man]

HAMMERHEAD

"You're on kid, who's on the list?"

This guy seems to know his stuff, nice throwing trick, but I prefer a bit of the good ol' muscle and beatings, but he's on.

I pull a small paper square out of my pocket and carefully unfold it.

"As of right now there are currently six Luetenits in the Kingpin's operation, each one control's a diffrent front of his buissnesses."

I look up for a second and look at Hammerhead before delving into the names.

"Number seven: "Mean" Gean Williams, He runs Kingpin's pimping operations.
Number six : Arnie Fischer, Fisk's number one accountant and man responsible for cooking the books.
Numer five : Matt Johnson, This guy is a bruiser, He runs Kingpin's protection rings.
Number four :Tommy McShay, He's in charge of the smuggling that goes on down at the docks.
Number three : Mojo Mantle, Head of Filsk's drug distribution
Number two: Elektra Nachios, The Kingpin's number one assassin."

I pause of a second, that's where I should be.

"And finally,
Number one: Wilson Fisk, The Kingpin himself."

I look up at Hammerhead and smile.

"Know what I want, Chicho? The world, Chico, and everything in it."

 

[Venom160]

[Angel]

Im walking through the mansion checking everyroom I come across.

"Come out come out whereever you! You can't hide!"

"Whos hiding?"

I turn intime to see an optic blast slam into my chest sending me through a wall.

"Now stay down Warren! I dont want to kill you."

I slowly sit up to see Scott standing over me.

"Wish I could say the same thing!"

In one fluent motion I bring a wing forward removing Scott's head from his shoulders.

"Scott!"

I get to my feet and is greeted with the smell of brimestone, I smile and turn to face him.

"Your fate won't be the same Kurt, just give me what I want and I'll go away."

"Go to hell!"

He ports and all is quiet again, I smile and look around me.

"Oh please Kurt iv seen you fight enough times to know that you would appear HERE!"

I reach out and grab Kurt's neck seconds after he appeared behind me. I slam him against a wall and pull out a feather dart.

"Varren please....."

"Im sorry Warren isnt here."

I plunge the dart into his chest pinning him to the wall, I take a step back and look down the darkened hallway.

"Come on out! I don't want to kill anymore of our friends!"

I continue to walk through the mansion as blood starts to pool under the bodies of my fallen friends.








And thats when I woke up.

 

[unstoppable]

IC:Hulk/Banner
"Oh"
"Crap"
said the two guards as they watch slowly Banner began to turn green and rip though the straight-jacket he was fitted in.
"HURRY YOU IDIOT THE THE SECOND SERUM READY!!!" the first guard yells to the second, "I"m hurryin' the best I can" say the second as he fills up the vile."Here in the neck"He tosses it,but as the needle the stabbed at Banner he catches it in his know green and still growing hand.
"Puny man should learn to leave Banner ALONE!!!" says a now fully grown Hulk applying pressure to the mans hand

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH..." Is heard from the man as the Hulk rips of his arm.
"HULK hungry little man!!!!"
says the Hulk as he begin to munch on the arm given to him.
"Whats going on back there?" the driver says barely able to stay on the road.
"SHUT UP!!!" Hulk then proceeds to punch the wall between the front and the back on the armored car hitting the driver in the back of the head causing him to lose control of the vehicle.The vehicle does a total of four flips before stopping by mean of a bus.
"Funny ride make Hulk dizzy" says Hulk busting out of the armored car and into the street.

......................2 hours later
And Hulk still wonders the street confused and with a growing headache.He grasps his head in agony.
"HUlk's head hurt!!!!
He goes to one knee and with a gasp of breath a different tone of voice is heard.
"Wh...Where am I,what happened?" He looks down at his hands,still big and green with some blood from the guard he took care of earlier.
"What!!! I"m Hulk but how? I not sure how this happened," he leaps onto a building and look past the buildings to see a beautiful.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. will be after me so I'll figure this all out later"and with that he jumped down and leaped past the horizon.

 

[Cyrusbales]

I pull a small paper square out of my pocket and carefully unfold it.

"As of right now there are currently six Luetenits in the Kingpin's operation, each one control's a diffrent front of his buissnesses."

I look up for a second and look at Hammerhead before delving into the names.

"Number seven: "Mean" Gean Williams, He runs Kingpin's pimping operations.
Number six : Arnie Fischer, Fisk's number one accountant and man responsible for cooking the books.
Numer five : Matt Johnson, This guy is a bruiser, He runs Kingpin's protection rings.
Number four :Tommy McShay, He's in charge of the smuggling that goes on down at the docks.
Number three : Mojo Mantle, Head of Filsk's drug distribution
Number two: Elektra Nachios, The Kingpin's number one assassin."

I pause of a second, that's where I should be.

"And finally,
Number one: Wilson Fisk, The Kingpin himself."

I look up at Hammerhead and smile.

"Know what I want, Chicho? The world, Chico, and everything in it."

HAMMERHEAD

This kid seems to know his stuff.

"How ya wanna split the list? Which ones ya want me and Herman to take out?"

I don't care who I go after, all I know is it's been a while since I clenched my knuckles, and I know Herman feels just the same.

 

[Noon]

When we get to the front door I hold up my right hand.

"At ease, soldiers. I'll take it from here."

With my left hand I knock firmly on the oak front door, not too hard not too soft. Like a police officer's knock.

Oh, that is so it! Coming up here with your little army and you got the nerve to knock.

SNICKT

These guys have bit off more than they can chew.

<Stand down Ali, they're here for Electro, play nice>

"Oh sure, just let a platoon of shield soldiers wander around, like we don't..."

<Ali, just answer the door>

"OK, OK already."

I open the big oak doors to be greeted by an impatient looking Mister boy scout extraordinaire, Captain America.

I look him up and down.

SHINK

I sheathe my claws.

"Spiffy outfit, can I help you?"

 

[Byrd Man]

Oh, that is so it! Coming up here with your little army and you got the nerve to knock.

SNICKT

These guys have bit off more than they can chew.

<Stand down Ali, they're here for Electro, play nice>

"Oh sure, just let a platoon of shield soldiers wander around, like we don't..."

<Ali, just answer the door>

"OK, OK already."

I open the big oak doors to be greeted by an impatient looking Mister boy scout extraordinaire, Captain America.

I look him up and down.

SHINK

I sheathe my claws.

"Spiffy outfit, can I help you?"

When the door swings open I'm a little surprised by what I see, This young girl embodies one of the things I hate about the 21st century. All the dames done went and ****tyded themselves up with peirceings out of every damn part on there body, or caked out the make up to look like a ghoul. I bite my tounge for now.

"Thanks for the compliment. I could say the same about you, Dressing up a few days early for halloween? I'm here to collect Electro, If you don't cooperate I have orders from General Fury to arrest all who stand in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s way."

 

[Byrd Man]

HAMMERHEAD

This kid seems to know his stuff.

"How ya wanna split the list? Which ones ya want me and Herman to take out?"

I don't care who I go after, all I know is it's been a while since I clenched my knuckles, and I know Herman feels just the same.

"Fine. Will split the first six up, Then you and me go after Fisk."

I take the peice of paper and tear it up strategically.

"Here's your list."

I look at the scrape of paper before handing it to Hammerhead.

7: "Mean" Gean Williams.
6 : Arnie Fischer
5: Matt Johnson.

Then I take a look at my mini list

4:Tommy McShay
3: Mojo Mantle
2: Elektra Nachios


"Like I said, We go after Kingpin together, If you need to contact me...."

I pull off another peice of paper and slide it to him.

"That's my cell, I hate to adimt it though I'll probably need your help with #2"

 

[Cyrusbales]

"Fine. Will split the first six up, Then you and me go after Fisk."

I take the peice of paper and tear it up strategically.

"Here's your list."

I look at the scrape of paper before handing it to Hammerhead.

7: "Mean" Gean Williams.
6 : Arnie Fischer
5: Matt Johnson.

Then I take a look at my mini list

4:Tommy McShay
3: Mojo Mantle
2: Elektra Nachios


"Like I said, We go after Kingpin together, If you need to contact me...."

I pull off another peice of paper and slide it to him.

"That's my cell, I hate to adimt it though I'll probably need your help with #2"

HAMMERHEAD

"Thanks, if you need to contact me, don't bother, I'll get in touch with you."

Downing the rest of my beer, I get up, stroll to the exit and leave. Dusting off the filth of the place off my jacket. Kingpin eh? It's time someone else ran this town. I'll head over to Herman's place now, give him the good news...

 

[Byrd Man]

HAMMERHEAD

"Thanks, if you need to contact me, don't bother, I'll get in touch with you."

Downing the rest of my beer, I get up, stroll to the exit and leave. Dusting off the filth of the place off my jacket. Kingpin eh? It's time someone else ran this town. I'll head over to Herman's place now, give him the good news...

I see Hammerhead leave and a cold, calculating smile escapes my face.

"Phase one is underway."

A pull a small notebook out of my back pocket and start to scratch off my to do list. It's ture that were gonna rule the town, but Hammerhead will make for a better figure head once he dies tragically at the hands of Elektra.

"Leaving poor Bullseye to pick up the peices."

I throw down a few dollars and leave the bar, I'm heading towards the docks were Tommy McShay has a new foreman on the job.

 

[Venom160]

A shadowed figure slowly walks into an old church in New York's lower west side. He wraps the long black trenchcoat even tighter around himself, the very sight of this frail man causes the few people thats in the church to turn and leave. The figure enter a confessional and kneels on the small stool.

"Forgive me father for I have sinned, I don't know if I really believe in a god but I don't know where else to go."

A little panel slides open revealing the shadowed form of the priest on the other end.

"Its ok my son, tell me what you have to confess."

The man's hands start to shake slightly.

"I........Iv killed people, I really don't know how many but I know its pretty high."

The priest is silent for a few minutes.

"My son I can only suggest that you go to the police and confess to them."

"But father it.......it isnt my fault. Theres somthing inside of me, iv been able to gain somekind of control over it. And I intend to go to the cops, right after I finish one more thing."

"And that would be?"

"I have to kill my childhood friend."

The minutes slowly tick by in silence as the priest thinks about his next move.

"What would killing your friend do?"

"Correction father, hes' a friend from my childhood, hes' no friend of mine now."

"Even so, killing him won't fix things."

The frail man smiles as he looks at the shadowed outline of the priest.

"Oh yes it will father, after we kill him we will have peace."

"My son you know im going to have to report this to the police."

"We know thats why we now have two thing to take care of."

Suddenly a black clawed hand breaks through the small grating and wraps it's fingers around the priest's throat.

"Just think of it this way father, if there really is a god you have nothing to fear!"

With that the hand tightens it's grip even more until the priest's neck snaps. The door of the confessional bursts to splinters as this shadowed man stumbles out, the trenchcoat seems to seal up and become form-fitting.

"AAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!"

The once thin man know have the build of a wrestler. His screams are now muffled as the black suit oozes over his head. Than all is silent except for the deep heavy breathing of this creature, it slowly gets to it's feet revealing a white spider symbol on it's chest and a set of razor sharp teeth. It rears it's head back and lets out a growl that would make the fiercest lion run in fear.

[BLACKOUT]Enjoy this day Parker, it will be your last![/BLACKOUT]

 

[Byrd Man]

I see Hammerhead leave and a cold, calculating smile escapes my face.

"Phase one is underway."

A pull a small notebook out of my back pocket and start to scratch off my to do list. It's ture that were gonna rule the town, but Hammerhead will make for a better figure head once he dies tragically at the hands of Elektra.

"Leaving poor Bullseye to pick up the peices."

I throw down a few dollars and leave the bar, I'm heading towards the docks were Tommy McShay has a new foreman on the job.

Brooklyn, New York

"Where do I put this crate, Mister McShay?"

"Put it down here, Jesus. What is it with these new guy?"

I haul the crate fill of bootlegged DVDs next to him and stand up, My fake moustache gives a twitch and my fake beard feels a little itchy.

"Thanks man, It's my first night."

"Yeah well, you keep on %$&ing up and It'll be your la-"

That's all he can get out before my trusty pockey knife goes through his throat and severs his vocal chords.

"What was that? I can't hear you, you should really speak up."

I pull the knife out of his throat and watch as the blood gushes out and onto the wooden docks.

"See ya around, Tommy."

I hurry off the docks, wiping my knife off with a hankerchief and heading towards Harlem, where Mojo Mantle is about to get the ultimate high.

 

[Cyrusbales]

HAMMERHEAD

I knock on the apartment door, Herman answers.

"Hey, what you here for today?"

I manage a smile of anticipation.

"I'm not here to see Herman today, I'm here to see Shocker."

He instantly becomes filled with joy and walks back into his apartment and into his room. Shortly after, he comes out, with his full outfit on, he always was over the top, but I guess firing sonic pulses out of gauntlets does that to a man.

"Let's go, it's been too long!"

 

[Watchman]

IC: Mystery character

"Voice Idenfecation Please"

"Colonel Luke Larson" ah it's great to be undercover he thought

"Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D Colonel" the door opened and he proceeded to the hall. Two guards saluted as he opened the next door. "At ease boys" He goes to sit at a computer and goes through various screens.

"Larson what the hell are you doing?" a deep voice came from behind him.

"Ah General Fury so nice to hear your voice again. I'm just doing some research for a project I'm working on" he says with out turning around. He lands on a screen of Electro. "I would like to interogate the lovely fellow right hear" pointing at the screen.

"Sure Larson whatever you say"

"Goody now I have to make a phone call" he left Fury wondering how this man became a colonel.

 

[Venom160]

[Angel]

Im walking through the mansion checking everyroom I come across.

"Come out come out whereever you! You can't hide!"

"Whos hiding?"

I turn intime to see an optic blast slam into my chest sending me through a wall.

"Now stay down Warren! I dont want to kill you."

I slowly sit up to see Scott standing over me.

"Wish I could say the same thing!"

In one fluent motion I bring a wing forward removing Scott's head from his shoulders.

"Scott!"

I get to my feet and is greeted with the smell of brimestone, I smile and turn to face him.

"Your fate won't be the same Kurt, just give me what I want and I'll go away."

"Go to hell!"

He ports and all is quiet again, I smile and look around me.

"Oh please Kurt iv seen you fight enough times to know that you would appear HERE!"

I reach out and grab Kurt's neck seconds after he appeared behind me. I slam him against a wall and pull out a feather dart.

"Varren please....."

"Im sorry Warren isnt here."

I plunge the dart into his chest pinning him to the wall, I take a step back and look down the darkened hallway.

"Come on out! I don't want to kill anymore of our friends!"

I continue to walk through the mansion as blood starts to pool under the bodies of my fallen friends.








And thats when I woke up.

[Angel]

I slowly open my eyes and try to look around but theres a strap firmly wrapped around my head preventing me from even turning my head. I try and move my arms but they're also strapped down.

"Hello is anyone there?"

"Its ok Warren your in the Med Lab."

"Oh my god Professor what happened?"

"What I feared would happen, tell me Warren what do you remember?"

I don't say anything for a few moments as I try to remember what happened.

"I.....I remember tackleing Electro and than the aireal brawl. But everything after that is a blur, it was like I just checked out. I did'nt kill him did I?"

"No though you did beat him pretty bad."

"Did I.........did ArchAngel hurt anyone else?"

"No but he did threaten Captain America."

"Crap. So what happens next?"

"Im going to try like I did with Alison, I'll try and erect a series of psychic barriers in a attempt to block off ArchAngel from the rest of you concious mind. But I can't guarantee that its going to work."

"Do whatever you can Professor."

"Now excuse me but I have a certain Super Soldier to deal with right now."

 

[Byrd Man]

Brooklyn, New York

"Where do I put this crate, Mister McShay?"

"Put it down here, Jesus. What is it with these new guy?"

I haul the crate fill of bootlegged DVDs next to him and stand up, My fake moustache gives a twitch and my fake beard feels a little itchy.

"Thanks man, It's my first night."

"Yeah well, you keep on %$&ing up and It'll be your la-"

That's all he can get out before my trusty pockey knife goes through his throat and severs his vocal chords.

"What was that? I can't hear you, you should really speak up."

I pull the knife out of his throat and watch as the blood gushes out and onto the wooden docks.

"See ya around, Tommy."

I hurry off the docks, wiping my knife off with a hankerchief and heading towards Harlem, where Mojo Mantle is about to get the ultimate high.

Harlem, New York.

Mike "Mojo" Mantle was sitting comfortabley in the middle of his well furnished apartment, complements of the Kingpin smoking a blunt when a knock came on the door. The thing about Mary Jane is that hunger is one of the side effects and he had called for a pizz about thirty minutes ago.

"Pizza."

"Oh yeah, pizza's here."

He stumled to the door and unlatched the chain.

"Bout time, Ya'll said that under twenty minutes of it's free."

He opens the door and sees me standing there, no pizza, just a syringe in my hand.

"Howdy, Mojo."

He turns to run away, but not before I wrap piano wire around his neck and start to pull.

"Httk!"

I hear him slowly strangle.

"Your not escpaing that easy."

I pull the syringe out and stick it in Mojo's neck. Pure, unfiltered heroin goes into his blood stream, causing his eyes to roll back into his head and violently shake.

"Tssk, tssk. Waste of a good needle."

I throw the neddle down and step gingerly over Mojo's body, as well as the body of the dead pizza boy.

"Two down, One to go."

The one I had left would not be easy, I'm gonna need the help of Hammerhead on this one. I might give him a call in the morning. First though I got to hit the red light district. There's something about killing people always made me a little horney.

 

[Watchman]

Harlem, New York.

Mike "Mojo" Mantle was sitting comfortabley in the middle of his well furnished apartment, complements of the Kingpin smoking a blunt when a knock came on the door. The thing about Mary Jane is that hunger is one of the side effects and he had called for a pizz about thirty minutes ago.

"Pizza."

"Oh yeah, pizza's here."

He stumled to the door and unlatched the chain.

"Bout time, Ya'll said that under twenty minutes of it's free."

He opens the door and sees me standing there, no pizza, just a syringe in my hand.

"Howdy, Mojo."

He turns to run away, but not before I wrap piano wire around his neck and start to pull.

"Httk!"

I hear him slowly strangle.

"Your not escpaing that easy."

I pull the syringe out and stick it in Mojo's neck. Pure, unfiltered heroin goes into his blood stream, causing his eyes to roll back into his head and violently shake.

"Tssk, tssk. Waste of a good needle."

I throw the neddle down and step gingerly over Mojo's body, as well as the body of the dead pizza boy.

"Two down, One to go."

The one I had left would not be easy, I'm gonna need the help of Hammerhead on this one. I might give him a call in the morning. First though I got to hit the red light district. There's something about killing people always made me a little horney.

IC: Mystery Character

While Bullseye was walking away from the body Bullseye runs into somebody. The man pushes him down to the floor. Bullseye looks up to see the man holding a large briefcase.

"Your a sick man Mr. Poindexter"

 

[bkhedr]

Namor rubbed his chin and looked up at the Thunder god with disdain. Anger burned inside him. Thor should be dead, not standing there smugly.

"NYARGH!" he yelled as he leapt at Thor, closing the gap between them in seconds.

The atlantean gripped Thor's wrist tightly in one hand, denying him the use of Mjolnir. With his free hand he punched Thor hard in the face while letting go of his wrist

The thunder god tumbled backwards churning up concrete as he went, while Namor gave chase without ever touching the ground.

Thor was just begining to rise when a large shadow blocked out the sun.

It was Namor high in the air with a car held vertically above his head. He had grabbed it as he flew down the street and now he sent it hurtling towards Thor

Before Thor could react, Namor hurled the car at him. The Asgardian must have lifted Mjolnir at the last second because as the car connected there was a spark followed by an explosion.

Namor hovered motionless in the air as the heat and force of the explosion washed over him. His fists hands were curled into fists and he wore a sly satisfied grin upon his face.

He knew that the explosion wouldnt be enough to kill Thor but he had enough of the Asgardian.

"Let that be a lesson to you godling" Namor said to the flames which marked the spot where Thor had stood. Then he shot into the air looking for entertainment elsewhere.

 

[Byrd Man]

IC: Mystery Character

While Bullseye was walking away from the body Bullseye runs into somebody. The man pushes him down to the floor. Bullseye looks up to see the man holding a large briefcase.

"Your a sick man Mr. Poindexter"

Whoever the hell this guy is, he's made a big mistake. I flip open my knife and point it at him.

"How the hell do you know my name? I suggest you back off, before this knife end up lodged up in your skull."

 

[Noon]

When the door swings open I'm a little surprised by what I see, This young girl embodies one of the things I hate about the 21st century. All the dames done went and ****tyded themselves up with peirceings out of every damn part on there body, or caked out the make up to look like a ghoul. I bite my tounge for now.

"Thanks for the compliment. I could say the same about you, Dressing up a few days early for halloween? I'm here to collect Electro, If you don't cooperate I have orders from General Fury to arrest all who stand in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s way."

"Keep up it up, boy, you'll find out what a spit roast feels like"

A little bit of whats left of Logan surfaces in my mind, it feels so familiar to be pissed at this guy, but in a jesting kind of way...like buddies.

Weird.

Something flashes across Cap's face, maybe a memory, I don't know.

"The profs 'specting you, follow me."

I turn and lead him to the elevator.

 

[Watchman]

Whoever the hell this guy is, he's made a big mistake. I flip open my knife and point it at him.

"How the hell do you know my name? I suggest you back off, before this knife end up lodged up in your skull."

The man snickered at the sight of the knife.

"I'm glad I came to you first. Your real nasty I like that. To answer your question I work for S.H.I.E.L.D that's how I know your name, although I wouldn't need their computers to know your name it's just faster. You may call me Larson, Luke Larson, and this briefcase is for you...well for you if you decide to work for me" he opens the briefcase revealing rows of money

"In here is 50 million dollars. If you decide to join my special group you monetary resources will jump to infinate, think of it as a blank check all the time. So 'Bullseye' do you want the job?"

 

[Byrd Man]

The man snickered at the sight of the knife.

"I'm glad I came to you first. Your real nasty I like that. To answer your question I work for S.H.I.E.L.D that's how I know your name, although I wouldn't need their computers to know your name it's just faster. You may call me Larson, Luke Larson, and this briefcase is for you...well for you if you decide to work for me" he opens the briefcase revealing rows of money

"In here is 50 million dollars. If you decide to join my special group you monetary resources will jump to infinate, think of it as a blank check all the time. So 'Bullseye' do you want the job?"

My mouth literally drops at the sight of all that money, The most I was ever paid for a job was three quarters of a mil.

"So tell me, Mr. Larson. Who do I have to kill?"