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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] The Moon
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Superspeed
[hr][/center][/b]	Stepping off the Quinjet, Oliver was surprised by how quickly things started to turn to combat. He didn't know what he expected, but he thought there might be at least some conversation before the abject carnage, but alas, this was the world they found themselves in. Watching in shock as one of Tinley's legs were severed, he gasped. Shit was getting real, quickly, and it wasn't just about him anymore, they'd wipe the Earth clean if the Secret Warriors failed here. They were Monsters, each and every one of them, and as the green one had the audacity to call herself his sister, something broke in him.

	Gripping the spear, he trembled with anger as a black inky net shot out of it. "[color=7d16c7]My sister?[/color]" He said, his eyes blazing, "[color=7d16c7]That must mean something else in your tongue, because you look a lot like scum to me.[/color]" He lunged straight at her, but the spear was knocked from his hands. In a blind rage, a new kind of feeling awoke in him and, almost instinctually, he turned on the spot, and with his speed, he brought his fist towards Gamora, only for her to side step him. Still though, he continued forward, rushing past her and turning on the spot, putting distance between the two of them. At that moment, he had an idea, and he reached over to his phone, tapping a few buttons quickly, and releasing the raptors. Calling out to Strange he said, "[color=7d16c7]Doctor! Open a portal back to the Headquarters, something will be joining us shortly, and they need a way here.[/color]"  As he did this, he kept his focus on Gamora, malice in his eyes.