The "Ultimate Marvel" RPG Seasson II Game Thread

[Venom160]

I smile, pleased with myself. I lean my hands on his knees and look up at him. I'm about to ask if he wants to go somewhere more private after this, but my attention is grabbed by a figure in the doorway of the bar.

A stocky figure stands silhouetted, surveying the bar before stepping in. Something about this guy just reeks of trouble to me.

"Who is that..." I mumble.

[Angel]

"Who is that..."

I turn and look at the figure standing in the doorway.

"I don't know, lets just hope for his sake he isnt looking for a fight."

 

[Byrd Man]

"You snide little bastard, Poindexter, you make as convincing a cop as I do Elvis"

I start to get up.

"Drop the knives or I shoot!"

"You've got to be joking" I mutter as I realise these cops are actually falling for this.

I drop my sais' to the ground with a clatter as I slowly rise, putting my hands up in the air.

The cop approaches me, gun still aimed with one hand while the other reaches for the cuffs on his belt.

The moment he is within my range I kick his shin hard enough to hear a snap. He falls to the ground with a cry of pain, and there is a deafening sound as about fifty police issue weapons open fire, all in my direction. I drop to the ground, my face pressed into the greasy lino.

The gunfire stops, and in a second I’m up and running. I flip up into the ventilation shaft, taking pause only to give Bullseye a sly grin. As I disappear up into the metal tunnel I hear a twang as one of his deadly projectiles connects with the space my head had occupied.

As I escape to the rooftops I hear more weapons fire, shouting and cursing, but it all fades as I put some distance between the dingy café and myself.

Running away always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I hate to lose. Technically I didn’t lose, but it doesn’t feel like a victory. Still, I’m mostly in one piece, something to be grateful for, I suppose.

I smile as she runs away in fear. After I give the police the slip I pull out my cellphone and dial Kingpin's private line.

"Hammerhead? It's me. Elektra gave me the slip but I'm on my way to see you. Hope all went well with Kingpin."

 

[Sachsmachine]

Far away from New York, high atop an isolated mountian ridge in Norway. Thor stands motionless as he watches the water below him while his mind works over recent events.

It was not even a day ago when his brother Baldur had come into the earth realm to free him from his imprisonment by Nick Fury, brought in by the Ultimates. A group to which he had fought alongside on sevaral occasions. That was until Loki began to twist things and turn his friends against him.

Then almost immediatly after escaping he encounters the Atlantian convict Namor, perhaps the sole survivor of his entire race. His bloodlust unsated by his incarceration he attacked, sparking a battle in Manhattan that left it's mark for all to see.

Thor's brow furrows, there were few safe places to go. There was only one logical course of action, he sensed the impending troubles on the horizon though not fully aware of what they may be.

Thor holds his hammer high as arcs of electricity pulse off of it enveloping the Thunder God and transporting him to his desired destination.

Thor materializes before Fury in a flash of light. He lowers his hammer giving Fury a serious look.

"Nick Fury, I beleive you and I need to talk yes?"

 

[Watchman]

IC Max Dillon: Electro
Season II - Part Nineteen

The stranger smiled at Electro's willingness to kill for him.

"Excellent! And you'll be killing lots, Maxie!" The stranger said as the glowing green bars that stretched across the opening of Max's cell dissapeared.

Max stepped out into the corridor and looked back into his cell. He turned around to thank the stranger, but he was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, a long metal arm reached out and ripped the genetic-stabilizing collar off Max's neck. Standing before him was Dr. Octopus.

"Come now, we must get out of here. In 30 seconds, a string of expolsions will rip through the Triskelion." The Doctor said.

"Nice to see ya Doc!" Max said. "Lead the way!"

Doctor Octopus began stalking his way through the dark tunnels outside of the cell block, with Max running to keep pace with those metal arms. Along the way, Max stopped and picked up his leather outfit which was laid out on a table nearby. He stuffed it into his shirt.

As they trudged on, Max could hear the dull sounds of far-away explosions coming from above them. Instinctively, he powered himself up, burning away bits of his prison uniform.

"Well... so far so good..." He thought.

"Our benefactor has setup an an escape route that leads to the sewers. He has freed other prisioners which sould keep the others busy" he turned the corner finding two soldiers.

"Oh..." two of Ock's tenticles became razor sharp blades impaling both of them. They continue along the way until they reach a dead end. Ock rips part of the floor out exposing the sewer tunnel below. Ock jumps down and continues to head toward their exit.

 

[Nightwing 52]

Life as I knew it was good. It always was. Tony Stark, billionaire industrialist. Head of Stark Enterprises. One of the biggest Enterprises currently in New York. Manufacturing weapons and electronics of all kinds...I'm known all over the world. Hell, I have brunch with Donald Trump. Spend parts of my time helping out S.H.I.E.L.D. Inventing, thinking, planning. Yeah, it was all good.

"You make me laugh, Mr. Stark."

Especially now. Thinking to myself as I layed on the rim of the jacuzzi. Julia Da Silva. She was Brazilian royalty. I met her while she was visiting New York, and she invited me back to the hotel. She knew who I was, I knew who she was. We hit it off immediately.

"I try, darling."

I say taking a sip of my drink, as she then comes closer to me, holding a drink of her own. I then hear a loud beep, soon realizing it was coming from my phone. I set my drink down, then get out of the jacuzzi with a towel to dry myself off. Julia watches, while continuing to drink with a smile on her face.

I pick up the phone and answer.

"Stark."

Once I heard his voice, I knew it was Rhodey calling.

"Tony, where you been man? I got some news."

While talking with Rhodey, I look back to Julia and see her giving me a wink.

"Ah, Rhodey, I'm kind of in the middle of something. Important? Or can it wait?"

"Hate to crash your party, but no it can't. That guy, Mr. Bennet is here to see you.

"I thought I had arranged a meeting for Thursday?"

"Yeah, but you know how these things go. A lot of the times, things change."

I start putting on my shirt, and vest, and Julia comes up next to me.

"I'll be right there."

I hang up, and put the phone in my pocket. Then turn to Julia.

"I going to have to take a raincheck, Jules."

She looks at me with a smile, then ends up kissing me on the cheek."

"I'm sure we'll see eachother again, won't we?"

"Of course. I'll call you."

I said with a smile of my own, and headed out dowstairs, to which my limo was already awaiting me. The drive took longer than expected, mainly because of all the heavy traffic. Then I finally head into the Enterprises, and into the elevator, straight up to my office.

*******

I get there, and walk in to see Bennet sitting nearby, over looking a few papers scattered all over the business table. I take my seat, and set down my briefcase.

"Apologies for my lateness, Mr. Bennet."

Mr. Bennet, looks over to me with a paper in hand.

"No need to apologize, Mr. Stark. It's my fault for not telling you earlier of a sudden change in plans. I needed to discuss something with you."

I look over to see a paper already handed next to me. I raise an eyebrow with what was written on it.

He then laughs a bit as first.

"Now, of course I don't expect you to agree immediately. But by that paper you're holding, I'm sure you can tell where I'm going with this."

"Yes, and just so you know, I was planning on leaving the country for business eventually. So this comes as no surprise. But if it's an answer you need, than you've got one."

"So you'll be participating?"

"Bennet, when it's an oppurtunity to help the people out, my natural and immediate response is always yes. So a month from now, I'll meet you in Paris for the fund raiser you have planned. And contribute to putting in the money that's needed for the hospital. First and foremost, I need to take care of a few things here."

Soon afterwards, Bennet and I shake hands, and he takes his leave. That went well. Better than I hoped. I soon get up from my chair, and look out my office window, and meet with a view of the city. Bennet wants me to be apart of a fund raiser, apparently I'm not the only billionaire contributing to it. Paris...I've been there on too many occassions. One visit out of a whole year won't hurt.

A lot of people think I'm a thrill-seeker. Which...is true. But helping out the people who actually need the money to make their lives have meaning, will hopefully show I'm something more. That I care about those people. Say it's for people who actually need clean clothes, or a roof over their head, and I'm there.

"God, I need a drink..."

I'm about to turn away from the window, when suddenly a huge explosion coming from my left surfaces. My eyes widen. It was huge, someone probably trying to bring down another skyscraper. News reports have been covering those stories for weeks. This was another attempt. Looks like whoever started them isn't finished.

I rushed to the launch pad, and it isn't long before I'm already geared up. The armor starts strapping on the me automatically. The arm and leg pieces were first. Defensive systems were go. Plasma canons? Check. Jets and repulsor rays? Double check.

The chest piece comes on, and I put on my helmet and notice my reflection.

"Damn am I good looking."

I look up to see the entrance/exit door opening, and I meet the blue skys. Then the count down starts in 3, 2, 1. System launch.

"Here we go."

The jets instantly burst out, and in seconds, I'm in the air. Watching everyone from below, pointing at me, as I headed for the building. It was almost like I could feel the flames inside my armor. That's how hot it was, and it was only getting bigger. Women and children screaming, the firetrucks already there. I look up to see a woman carrying a baby, screaming for help. I fly toward her, and grab her by the arm.

"Hang on tight, miss. This may be a bit shakey."

As I'm flying back down, I lower the jets a bit to see a man coughing rapidly from the smoke. Waving for any sign of help near by. I make a tight shift to the right to fly up to him, and the woman I'm holding lets out a slight scream again. Once I get to man in the fire, I grab his arm as well, than fly back down to the streets, and gently let the both of them go. The woman holding her baby then thanks me.

"Th-Thank you Iron Man!"

The man next to her then does the same. But I'm already back in the air, and taking a few spins around the building to make sure everything is secure, and that everyone else was safe. Most of them had already evacuated the building. But I wasn't taking any chances in making sure that was all of them. I then heard a faint cry for help inside.

I zoom inside the building quickly, then look to see a man, bairly out of his twenties stuck underneath a piece of large wood.

"M-My arm, i--it hurts."

I look to see his arm, and that it was the most part that trapped him. It didn't take long to lift the wood off of him, and I then threw it across the room, as the flames kept growing.

"We need to get out of here, now!"

He got up, and cooperated instantly, holding his arm in the process. I lifted him up over my shoulder, then kicked in the jets into high gear. I fly straight out the window, and the flames from inside the room shoot out. I land and drop the man near a resting place to catch his breath. I see doctors coming my way, and I talk to one of them.

"Get this man checked out. He's sustained an injury in his arm."

I look back to see the fire fighters putting out the fire, and the flames are almost gone. I decide to help out, and rocket back into the air. I extend both my arms, and the gaunlets of my suit rapidly change to reveal two tubes coming out of my wrist. Each packed with their own tanks of water, for exactly these kind of purposes. Then I start spinning around the building again, aiming the tubes at the fires. I watched as the fires slowly started to disappear all around the building, until there was nothing left.

The tubes turn off, and are back in my gaunlets. I then turn around to the people below, the ones who lived in the building, the doctors, and the fire fighters. I give a little signal to the fire fighters of a job well done. Then take off to the direction I came from, as they all began to cheer.



"Just another day at the office."

 

[Watchman]

Namor gave her a slap on the rearend as she went then turned his attention back to the stripper who was now removing her g-string

"Disgusting primates" The atlantean said as he put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and stared at her intently.

Well he wasn't expecting to come here tonight. Although that change once he learned who was here. It seems Namor stopped by soemone is probably strong as the Hulk and now a very important player in his game. He snuck up behind him and placed his hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?"

 

[Cyrusbales]

I smile, pleased with myself. I lean my hands on his knees and look up at him. I'm about to ask if he wants to go somewhere more private after this, but my attention is grabbed by a figure in the doorway of the bar.

A stocky figure stands silhouetted, surveying the bar before stepping in. Something about this guy just reeks of trouble to me.

"Who is that..." I mumble.

HAMMERHEAD

Another debt that needs collecting, a sleazy biker bar, I stand in the door way, casting my shadow across the room. A few people look up, mostly scum, but a few a dame looks up from the bar, a familiar dame. Stepping out of the darkness, I stroll up to the bar.

"Hey dollface"

 

[Venom160]

HAMMERHEAD

Another debt that needs collecting, a sleazy biker bar, I stand in the door way, casting my shadow across the room. A few people look up, mostly scum, but a few a dame looks up from the bar, a familiar dame. Stepping out of the darkness, I stroll up to the bar.

"Hey dollface"

[Angel]

"Hey dollface"

I recognize the voice imediatly.

"Oh f**k."

I tense up as he strolls over to the empty stool beside Ali.

 

[Cyrusbales]

[Angel]

"Hey dollface"

I recognize the voice imediatly.

"Oh f**k."

I tense up as he strolls over to the empty stool beside Ali.

HAMMERHEAD

This dame and fella stick out, this place is full of addicts and the scum from the town, not for dames and posh looking public school boys.

"So what you two doin' here? Long way from your fancy mansion"

I can see them tense up, but dollface knows I aint gonna harm 'em, just on business today anyway, but I can stick around to see if I can find out more about that Xavier guy.

 

[bkhedr]

Well he wasn't expecting to come here tonight. Although that change once he learned who was here. It seems Namor stopped by soemone is probably strong as the Hulk and now a very important player in his game. He snuck up behind him and placed his hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?"

"What?!" Namor said angrily as he quickly rose out of his chair and turned to face the man who had somehow snuck up on him.

His right arm was pulled back and ready to throw a punch, and in his left hand he held the mystery man by the shirt

Rather than being scared the mystery man just grinned and Namor's expression went from furious indignation to cautious bemusement

"Oh, its you" the Atlantean said as he let the man go and sat back down

"I guess I'm not too surprised" he mumbled "Well..what do YOU want?"

 

[Watchman]

"What?!"Namor said angrily as he quickly rose out of his chair and turned to face the man who had somehow snuck up on him.

His right arm was pulled back and ready to throw a punch, and in his left hand he held the mystery man by the shirt

Rather than being scared the mystery man just grinned and Namor's expression went from furious indignation to cautious bemusement

"Oh, its you"the Atlantean said as he let the man go and sat back down

"I guess I'm not too surprised" he mumbled "Well..what do YOU want?"

"Well Namey I'll get straight to the point. I'm pointing this little group together and I would be oh so happy if you would join. Accept and I would do a little favor for you. Maybe, oh I don't know, raise Atlantis to the surface, make you king, and you can even have that hottie Sue Storm to be your queen. A little young for you but what the hell she's legal. So what did you say Namor?"

 

[Batman]

Daredevil, Season Two: Part Four - Deliverance (Phase Two of Two)

BREEP.

BREEP.

BREEP.

Pausing in the doorway to the lab, the vigilante glanced at his cell phone; the caller identity setting erected a picture of a beautiful blonde, her rouged lips curved upwards in a smile. Accepting the call, he pressed the phone to his ear and listened intently as Karen Page desperately demanded that he come to her apartment. Before he could respond, Page cut the line. Bemused, Daredevil slipped the phone away and glanced back to Reed.

"Actually, Mr Richards," he interjected, "I'd better get going. I have...business to deal with."

Not awaiting an answer, he turned on his heels and darted through the tunnel, ascending the staircase in seconds and emerging onto the roof. By the time he hurled his costumed self from the edge and drew his billy club to grapple anything in his immediate vicinity, he was out of rbeath. Karen had sounded panicked...what could be so urgent that the unwithering Miss Page could be scared of?

Daredevil, Season Two: Part Five - Defense (Phase One)

Crimson waves of sound and lights beamed across the darkness ahead. A haunting visual. But he flew into it without fear, desperate to answer the call for help that Miss Page had placed upon him. Usually, the caller's identity would not be of such importance to him. He didn't discriminate. After all, justice didn't discriminate. But the fact that it was Karen Page's panicked voice on the other end of that line, and no one else's, made Daredevil feel as if it was much more demanding of his aid.

As he unrelentlessly raced among the skies and rooftops of the section of New York known to many as simply "Hell's Kitchen", Daredevil was reminded of the last time he had felt this obligated to come to someone's rescue. His father... The boxer. He had heard the gunshot long before the police would ever arrive on the scene. But what he didn't hear was Jack Murdock's heartbeat. That moment had drove him to serving the greater good. Now it was time to see if he still remained loyal to that vow.

Arriving to the area across from Karen's apartment, Daredevil landed ontop of the rooftop. His landing made an imprint, illuminating the street ahead in his radar. It revealed much to him. Moreso than what any normal human could contemplate. There was a car below him, about 17 feet downwards. Beneath it was a sewer rat, knawing it's way into the tire. 3 blocks away, a young boy had just dropped a rubber basketball onto the ground. In the building he stood upon, on the bottom floor, the landlord of the building was complaining about someone's missed rent payment.

Howevever, Daredevil's focus was immediatley shifted, upon hearing another sound. The scream of a woman. More importantly, Miss Page. He recognised the voice anywhere... He heard it everyday within his office at the Law Firm of Nelson and Murdock. But Daredevil doubted he was the only one that heard it, it had been so loud. Just the only one brave enough within the area to do anything about it.

Shooting the grapple of his billy club at the top of the opposite building, Daredevil attached the other end to the ledge infront of him. Taking out the other club from it's holster, Daredevil placed it onto the cord of the grapple, and grabbed on with both hands. With a heaving of his legs, Daredevil vaulted forward, sliding his way across the street and to Miss Page's balcony. Kneeling low and into the shadows, Daredevil paused as he let his radar assess the situation.

Two individuals were on the opposite side of Karen's door. Karen herself remained hidden behind the couch to the far right of the room, obviously upset. Her heart rate was faster than normal. Daredevil focused his senses on the two individuals, who were proceeding to break down Miss Page's door. One was tall. Male. His internal organs suffering from years of alcohol abuse. The other was shorter. But stronger, as evidenced by the damage to the door. His poison was substance, not alcohol. Either way, he'd be more trouble than the other. Which meant he had to be dealt with first.

Daredevil raised his head as the door finally gave way, inside. Karen let out a small shriek as the two men entered her apartment. He could already feel the metal within the taller one's coat. He was armed. The other wasn't. Making it harder to determine who would be the first priority. Daredevil listened in, as the men stepped towards Karen.

"You got alota nerve, babe. Holdin' out on your fees like that. Nobody does that and lives."

"Yeah. What the hell do you think we are, a free clinic? That stuff doesn't come cheap."

Daredevil gritted his teeth as he felt the hand of the shorter one reach out, and grab Karen by the hair, making her cry out in pain. All the while silently telling himself that he had to wait for the right moment. But his emotions were beginning to clash with his common sense, as the attack went on. Throwing Karen onto the couch, the bigger one's mouth curved up into a grin.

"Hey, Joey. I say we have a little fun while we're here. Know what I'm sayin'?"

"Jesus, Is that all you think about? We got orders."

"Hey, our orders didn't say we couldn't have a lil' fun before we did the deed."


Daredevil grasped his billy clubs. The moment was drawing near. He could feel it in his veins, even without the aid of his heightened senses.

"Hmm... You got a point. Alright. Hold her down. And keep her quiet."

The individual that held the struggling Karen in his grasp complied, placing his mouth over her's in attempt to mask her cries for help. The other man reached forward, pulling at the button on Miss Page's jeans. This very situation was a common occurance among the rampant crimes in Hell's Kitchen. He had been confronted with it nearly a dozen times. Thankfully, he had also managed to put a stop to them all. And this definatley wasn't going to be an exception.

The moment Karen's jeans slid to her feet, a nearly unseen object flew into the room at an inhuman, but precised speed. It bounced off of the ceiling, grabbing the three's attention, before it hit the smaller man right in the nose, breaking it upon impact. As the punk grabbed his face in pain, the object bounced off of the ground, before coming to a halt. Into the hands of a Devil. The attacker's eyes simultaneously went wide, viewing the figure who had suddenly appeared into the room, infront of the broken doorway.

"Drop her. Now."

Almost instantly, Daredevil felt the taller man reach for the gun within his jacket, dropping Karen to the floor. As she scrambled to get as far away from the three men in the room as she possibly could, while pulling her jeans back up, Daredevil turned to the shorter man, who charged him.

"You got alot of ner-"

Daredevil quickly ended the repeat of the man's threat with a spinning kick that connected to his face. The thug dropped, crying out in agony as Daredevil proceeded to step on his broken nose, applying even more pressure to the wound. Turning his head up, Daredevil heard the barrel of a gun spin, loading a bullet into the chamber. Ducking long before the thug even managed to pull the the trigger, Daredevil rolled forward as the bullet impacted the wall behind him. Outstretching his leg, Daredevil tripped the armed thug, making him hit the ground, skull first.

Getting to his feet, Daredevil sprung forward, grabbing the taller male by the throat and slamming his skull back into the floor, Daredevil pretended to peer down at him. The thug's heartbeat increased immensely.

"If you value your pathetic life, stay out of the Kitchen. Especially here."

The thug was about to grab his gun and shoot again, but then, he witnessed something remarkable. Behind Daredevil, his accomplice rose to his feet, grabbed one of the broken shards of wood from the door, and attempted to impale Daredevil with it from behind. But before he could get within an inch of him, Daredevil elbowed the thug in the gut, before slamming his knuckles into the male's nose, finally knocking him cold to the ground. By that time, the tall thug decided it wouldn't be worth it.

"Got that?", Daredevil asked, in a stern tone.

The thug nodded, before being rendered unconcious due to another headslam into the wooden floor. Daredevil rose, no longer feeling the movements of either. But he did, however, feel the movements of the person behind him, who was armed with a baseball bat. Daredevil, without even turning his head, grabbed the bat from behind before it slammed into him.

"Your welcome.", Daredevil said, an eyebrow raised under his mask as he turned to the frightened Karen.

"Who... Who are..."

Daredevil found himself in an odd position, suddenly. He knew Karen previously. But this had been the first time she had seen Daredevil upclose, in costume. He now had to pretend he had never crossed her path. Which he did accordingly.

"They call me The Daredevil.", He responded, before turning back to the unconcious attackers. "Why did they attack you?"

He felt Karen's heartbeat calm, but then rise again as she spoke.

"I-I don't know."

She was... lying to him. Part of Daredevil dreaded that. The other part of him grew curious as to why.

"You don't have to lie to me, Miss Page."

Karen's eyes widened, hearing that.

"How did you know my name?"

Daredevil's eyes widened as he realised he had said too much. Far too much. Damn it. Get out of there now, Matt.

Leaping to the window, Daredevil unhooked his club from the balcony, and swung across, into the night, leaving Karen by herself. He'd go to call the police. But he found himself hesitant, as he still thought of how she had lied to him. What could she have possibly needed to be dishonest with him about?

 

[bkhedr]

"Well Namey I'll get straight to the point. I'm pointing this little group together and I would be oh so happy if you would join. Accept and I would do a little favor for you. Maybe, oh I don't know, raise Atlantis to the surface, make you king, and you can even have that hottie Sue Storm to be your queen. A little young for you but what the hell she's legal. So what did you say Namor?"

Namor chuckled lightly

"I dont think I acctually care much for Atlantis. It can stay submerged for all I care. As for Sue Storm, well she certainly is a magnificent creature, but I can certainly go get her myself, and now that I think about it I just might do that." his face twisted into a sly smile. "Of course there is something you could do for me."

Just then the stripper finished her dance and took a cautious step to the back of the stage

"Keep dancing ape girl!" Namor said forcefully. The stipper swallowed hard and kept dancing

"Now where were we? Oh yes! You want me to join your little group. Well first you will have to tell me what you are forming this group to do, and second, you are going to have to keep me entertained. I dont want to rule anything, that's far too much work. What I do want, besides Sue Storm, is a never ending supply of excitement, be it wenches, baubles, or battle, and this I know you can provide." he paused then added "A few magnificent statues in my honor wouldnt hurt either"

Namor leaned forward grabbed two drinks and handed one to his companion.

"Well what do you say?" he said as he raised his glass and grinned

 

[Watchman]

Namor chuckled lightly

"I dont think I acctually care much for Atlantis. It can stay submerged for all I care. As for Sue Storm, well she certainly is a magnificent creature, but I can certainly go get her myself, and now that I think about it I just might do that." his face twisted into a sly smile. "Of course there is something you could do for me."

Just then the stripper finished her dance and took a cautious step to the back of the stage

"Keep dancing ape girl!" Namor said forcefully. The stipper swallowed hard and kept dancing

"Now where were we? Oh yes! You want me to join your little group. Well first you will have to tell me what you are forming this group to do, and second, you are going to have to keep me entertained. I dont want to rule anything, that's far too much work. What I do want, besides Sue Storm, is a never ending supply of excitement, be it wenches, baubles, or battle, and this I know you can provide." he paused then added "A few magnificent statues in my honor wouldnt hurt either"

Namor leaned forward grabbed two drinks and handed one to his companion.

"Well what do you say?" he said as he raised his glass and grinned

"Well Namor if thats all you want consider it done" he raises his glass.

"Now on to business when I first came up with the idea I decided it was to just wipe out the Ultimates for personal reason. But again family issues came up and I decided to take this countrty, defeating the Ultimates is just for strategic purposes. So what do you say?"

 

[bkhedr]

Namor downed his drink in one gulp then leaned back

"Defeating the Ultimates or taking this country..." He shrugged "...its all the same to me. The so called heroes of today hardly compare to those of yesteryear, and the millitary is backward. They cant touch me, and it would be fun to prove it."

He eyed the stripper again then rose to his feet

"When do we begin?"

 

[Watchman]

He takes out a small piece of paper and hands it to Namor.

"Meet me at the rooftop at that location in a few hours" Namor looks down at the peice of paper and looks back up. The man was no where to be seen.

 

[Spider-Man9X17]

Spider-Man touched down on a nearby rooftop with the sudden feeling someone was following him.

He looked around. Nothing.

"Snap out of it, Pete. Your spider-sense would have warned you. Gotta focus, or you're gonna get yourself killed."

 

[Noon]

HAMMERHEAD

This dame and fella stick out, this place is full of addicts and the scum from the town, not for dames and posh looking public school boys.

"So what you two doin' here? Long way from your fancy mansion"

I can see them tense up, but dollface knows I aint gonna harm 'em, just on business today anyway, but I can stick around to see if I can find out more about that Xavier guy.

"Yeah, we do have lives ya know."

I roll my eyes and down the rest of my beer.

"So do you have a reason for bothering us?"

 

[Cyrusbales]

"Yeah, we do have lives ya know."

I roll my eyes and down the rest of my beer.

"So do you have a reason for bothering us?"

HAMMERHEAD

"I'm here on business actually"

The bartender has seen me, he places down a bottle of beer infront of me, with a few hundred dollars as a coaster.

"Thanks"

Looking back at the two, who look like they've never seen this much money before.

"What you kids doing here anyways? Is there something going on at that big ol' mansion"

 

[Noon]

HAMMERHEAD

"I'm here on business actually"

The bartender has seen me, he places down a bottle of beer infront of me, with a few hundred dollars as a coaster.

"Thanks"

Looking back at the two, who look like they've never seen this much money before.

"What you kids doing here anyways? Is there something going on at that big ol' mansion"

"We just came out for a drink..." My expression is slightly bewildered, the guy just go a massive wad of cash, and is acting as if nothing happened. War and I look at each other, both thinking the same thing.

"Do you wanna see the prof again or something?"

 

[Cyrusbales]

"We just came out for a drink..." My expression is slightly bewildered, the guy just go a massive wad of cash, and is acting as if nothing happened. War and I look at each other, both thinking the same thing.

"Do you wanna see the prof again or something?"

HAMMERHEAD

I grab the money and pocket it. I can see they are still amazed by it.

"Well, I kinda got some unfinished business with the Prof, is he actually gonna be useful this time? Or does he need some......persuasion?"

I don't like hurling minor threats around, but I've had enough of this being messed around.

 

[Venom160]

HAMMERHEAD

I grab the money and pocket it. I can see they are still amazed by it.

"Well, I kinda got some unfinished business with the Prof, is he actually gonna be useful this time? Or does he need some......persuasion?"

I don't like hurling minor threats around, but I've had enough of this being messed around.

[Angel]

I watch as he descretly pockets the wad of cash.

"Well, I kinda got some unfinished business with the Prof, is he actually gonna be useful this time? Or does he need some......persuasion?"

I look at him.

"Professor Xavier is a busy man, somthing came up that required his attention. And no offense but I doubt the Professor is the kinda person to be easily persuaded."

 

[Venom160]

Spider-Man touched down on a nearby rooftop with the sudden feeling someone was following him.

He looked around. Nothing.

"Snap out of it, Pete. Your spider-sense would have warned you. Gotta focus, or you're gonna get yourself killed."

Eddie Brock/Venom

We make sure we keep our distance as we persue Parker. Parker lands ontop of a rooftop and scans the rooftops around him. As we draw closer we catch the last of what he says.

"......or you're gonna get yourself killed."

We let go of the webline and lunge at Parker wrapping our hands around his neck.

[BLACKOUT]"We couldnt agree more Parker!!!"[/BLACKOUT]

 

[Feature]

IC Flint Marko: The Sandman
Season II - Part Two

Flint sat quietly in his 'room' within the Triskelion. The guards who led him to his 'room' didn't call it a cell, but that was what it was. Sure, it was larger than a cell, and had more luxuries than any cell he'd ever been in... but bars or no bars, this was a cell. And Nick Fury would hear about it the moment he left it.

He lifted his hand up to his throat and felt the heavy metal collar that clung tightly to his neck. Its cold steel surface didn't feel as smooth as it should have beneath his dry, cracked fingers.

"What happened to my life?" Flint wondered inwardly.

As he sat in his cell contemplating life as one of Fury's dogs... as one of the state's puppets known as The Ultimates... Flint wondered if he wasn't better off frying himself to death right now. All it would take is for him to try to use his powers. One grain of sand hits the floor and ZAP!

B O O M

Suddenly, Flint's thoughts were wiped from his mind. Something was happening. Explosions. Coming from inside the Triskelion.

"Whoever set this up is one helluva--"

B O O M

Guards were running frantically outside the door of Flint's 'room'. Confusion was in the air. Each SHIELD agent was yelling desperately into a communication device.

"Roger that! Explosion confirmed in sector ten!" Flint heard one operative saying. "Code Red! Repeat, CODE RED! Prisoners have been freed from their cells!"

Flint got up and walked out of his 'room' into the hall. To his left he could see into a cafeteria, which was slowly filling up with smoke. The body of a dead SHIELD agent lay on the floor next to a prisoner who had stolen the agent's firearm. The prisoner was crouched behind an overturned table and was clearly not ready to return to his cell quietly.

"Marko!" One of the nearby agents called. "It's go time! Fury's orders."

Flint could see that the agent was holding an odd-looking key. One that would unlock his collar, thus enabling Flint to once again become The Sandman.

"You are to help return the escaped prisoners to their cells, ASAP. You are not to use lethal force unless absolutely necessary." With that, the agent reached up and removed Flint's collar. "Now play nice."

 

[Watchman]

"Now now look at all the great toys you have here!" the man spins around looking at the giant figures in the room. "Such great toys and nobodies using them"

"Well sir the Sentinel program was decommissioned by the government..." the man is now looking at him like he hasn't seem him before.

"I think it's time we changed that" he snaps his fingers and all the eyes of the robots. The agent takes out his gun.

"Freeze don't move. Listen I have a sit..." in that second the man is no more, destroy by a blast from a sentinel.

"Alright boys now sit tight for a few more hours" the lights shut off as the man disappears from sight.

*******

Back at the home of Dr. Hank Pym,

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long years
Stole many a man's soul and faith

Janet she left again. He got a little too drunk

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

"Hey Hank how's it going? More importantly how's my little Ultron project that I've been funding?"

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

"Fine" he said quietly

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made

"Good then I'll see them tonight" grabbing the helmet off his desk. Pym buries his head into his arms.

*****

The Meeting Place,

He stands looking over New York. In no time he will show them all of the them.

"But what's confusing you is just the nature of my game"