A ninja rushed the Beast, swinging a katana wildly. The Russian caught the blade with his cybernetic hand, much to the surprise of the ninja. With a twist, the Beast snapped the sword as if it was made of foil, and with another grab and twist, snapped the ninja’s neck. He hefted the limp form, throwing it to intercept another rush of ninjas. The body suddenly exploded, the hidden grenade taking out the cluster of warriors. 

“Everyone loves a surprise,” the Beast said as he dropped the grenade's pin. 

 A sharp pain stung on his back as a dagger sunk into his skin. The Beast roared, not in pain, but in excitement. He laughed as he kicked backwards, crushing his assailant’s head. His cybernetic hand folded back on itself as he switch to gun mode, and began spraying death onto the ninja hoard. A hoard that was steadily growing as more and more ninjas emerged. 

The Beast checked his teammates as the ninjas shrunk back from him, taking other targets. Deadshot and Plastique were making short work of the ninjas, while the self-proclaimed rook, Mr. Freeze, seemed fairly competent, with a dash of luck. 

The alien was wild, sloppy, and probably drunk, but didn't seem in danger of dying, at least at the moment. The bee girl however, was not so lucky; she didn't seem to have any way to defend herself. Redirecting his gun hand, the Beast provided some covering fire to the Bug Eyed Bandit. 

“Get down!” he yelled, jumping across the battlefield to defend his teammate. "Whatever you're doing, make it quick."