Marko winced as his arm fell away from his body, more a gesture of frustration than actual pain. Turning to face his assailant, his grimace turned into a wicked grin.
"Well, well, well," the Sandman sneered, "Cap'n America, the one an' only. I've always wanted a shot at you, one kid from the streets to another."
The mass of sand that was his severed arm pooled around his feet, piling back into his body as the sands shifted to grow a new arm.
" 'course, you was here back when the Dodgers was here, too," he said, his hands turning into masses of quills. "Speakin' of, why dontcha try dodgin' these!!!"
As the quills hardened to jagged rocky spears, Sandman flung them towards the Star-Spangled Avenger, a hail of tiny darts speeding towards the hero in a blur.
Elsewhere...
"Sir, we've just received confirmation," an aide stated, hesitantly approaching the figure cloaked in shadows, "Captain America has arrived on the scene and is engaging the Sandman."
"Excellent," the figure responded, the voice dripping with malice. "The Captain has no weapons that can hurt Marko; at best, he can delay for others to arrive."
"Should...should we begin Phase Two, then, sir?"
There was a pause as the figure contemplated, before responding.
"Not yet," came the answer. "Stark and the others are unaccounted for just yet. Once they are occupied, we shall proceed."
"Well, well, well," the Sandman sneered, "Cap'n America, the one an' only. I've always wanted a shot at you, one kid from the streets to another."
The mass of sand that was his severed arm pooled around his feet, piling back into his body as the sands shifted to grow a new arm.
" 'course, you was here back when the Dodgers was here, too," he said, his hands turning into masses of quills. "Speakin' of, why dontcha try dodgin' these!!!"
As the quills hardened to jagged rocky spears, Sandman flung them towards the Star-Spangled Avenger, a hail of tiny darts speeding towards the hero in a blur.
Elsewhere...
"Sir, we've just received confirmation," an aide stated, hesitantly approaching the figure cloaked in shadows, "Captain America has arrived on the scene and is engaging the Sandman."
"Excellent," the figure responded, the voice dripping with malice. "The Captain has no weapons that can hurt Marko; at best, he can delay for others to arrive."
"Should...should we begin Phase Two, then, sir?"
There was a pause as the figure contemplated, before responding.
"Not yet," came the answer. "Stark and the others are unaccounted for just yet. Once they are occupied, we shall proceed."



