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[right][b]MANHATTAN // NEW YORK CITY[/B][/RIGHT]

This assignment was one that Agent Bishop liked to call an easy job. The individuals known as the Terror Twins had been on a rampage along the East Coast. This wasn’t the first time that Damage Control had been called in to tidy up after them, Red Team had been re-assigned to the [i]Pyrios[/i] - The Helicarrier assigned to patrol the Americas and had been following their swath of destruction. So far Red had been deployed to five states following the seemingly random path of destruction. 

Now the two perpetrators were currently in inhibitor cuffs and being moved into a secure cell for transport. Kate stood on a nearby rooftop bow in hand ready for trouble. Despite her statement that this would be an easy job, Red recognized her vigilance as a prerequisite for their positions. Since being assigned to the same team 73% of their encounters ended up in crisis, with 33% being the result of further complications with criminals or criminal organizations. Red turned his head as his audio-receptors picked up a creaking and groaning noise from the direction of the Washington Bridge. Motors, engines, and various complicated mechanisms as a red tornado formed around his legs, raising him into the air. Leaning forward he pushed his way towards the bridge. As he approached it he eyed it, meanwhile reports from the Brooklyn bridge continued so stream in as S.H.I.E.L.D units continued to engage A.I.M. 

[b][color=#4a86e8]“Red? What are you doing buddy?” [/color][/b]The ‘voice’ of his handler appeared in his head. She wasn’t actually speaking, her transmission was encoded into radio signals, and then the data sent directly to his head. 

[b][color=#ff0000]“I am detecting issues with the George Washington Bridge. My auditory sensors indicate there may be an issue with its structural integrity. I’m moving for a closer inspection now.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#4a86e8]“Bad day for bridges in Manhattan, huh? I’ll alert the units in the area.”[/color][/b]

As he approached the bridge there was very little traffic on it, S.H.I.E.L.D units were at either side of the bridge and had been allowing traffic to trickle in order to prevent too much of a backlog while Damage Control units patrolled the bridge doing scans. The creaking continued with faint snapping. Before Red could get an accurate scan however one of the cables snapped, the bridge shook slightly. Followed by a second one. Red swooped down and grabbed one, reaching out his hand a gust of wind pulled the other into his hand. 

Magnets powered up and his hands clamped down with as much force as he could muster. Motors in his torso working in overdrive keeping as much upward thrust as possible, he didn’t need to lift the bridge. Just take enough weight in order to prevent any more cables from snapping. [b][color=#ff0000]“All S.H.I.E.L.D and Damage Control units. Clear the bridge immediately. I am unsure of how long I can hold up the bridge.”[/color][/b]