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All-Star Marvel: Age of Heroes

Wolverine and hopefully Cap up tonight.

All-Star Marvel: Age of Heroes

IC: Captain America

The air around the Crossbones facility hung still and hot over Captain America like a forboding blanket. They had been scounting the location outside Boston for days now, and no one had gone in or out. Steph was sure the Skull's men had abandoned it after the attack. They would have been foolish not to. All the clues they had led back to this place, and to stay would have been playing into SHIELD's hands. But there was an uneasiness about the place that Steph couldn't shake. It was like the chill that ran down your spine when you walked through a graveyard at night during a full moon. There may not be anything there, but you sure feel like there is. Still, there was no point in waiting any longer. They needed to find out if there was anything in there.

"Is strike team ready to move?" she called out to the rest of the team.

"In position," Hill responded from the other side of the building.

"Circling now, Cap," Falcon checked in from the skies above.

"Ready and waiting," Mockingbird said beside her.

"Move in," Steph commanded as she sprang into a sprint, not worrying about whether Bobbi was keeping up. Stephanie wanted answers, and if they weren't in this building, she wanted to move onto the next place they could be. There was nothing else but the chase now. In her peripheral vision, she saw Falcon drop from the sky onto the roof of the installation moments before she made it to the door. She scanned the entrance for traps and explosives, and finding none, entered the base.

If it was possible to get more quite than the outside, the inside of Crossbones succeeded. The door creeked behind her as Mockingbird entered, "Well this is freaking spooky as hell isn't it?"

"I think that's an apt descriptopm," Steph said in a whisper, almost as if not to disturb the place. "Sam, Maria, you in?"

"Entered and getting nothing on my motion or heat detectors," Sam said from the top floor.

"Same," Hill agreed.

"Let's get to the bunker," Cap motioned for Mockingbird to lead the way.

The secure area below the main base had been sealed, so Mockingbird got to work with the charges that would open it while Steph stewed in her own uselessness. Sam and Maria were checking the offices above for anything that might help, but Cap knew there wasn't going to be anything. Skull was too smart for that. Hell, the bunker was probably a trap. But she didn't care. She needed something. She needed anything. Even the bastard trying to kill her would give her something to feed off of for another leg of the pursuit.

Bobbi motioned for them to take cover. Once they did, the ground and walls shook from the force of the explosion that jarred the door loose, allowing them access to the secure wing. Unfortunately, it also released the putrid smell of rotting flesh. Along the hall leading to the one main room were bodies, killed execution style by a bullet through the back of the head. The loyal SHIELD agents who had no idea everyone around them were traitors and murderers. This was their reward for doing their job. Steph would have figured this site would make her blood boil, but her anger was so high that it barely registered. This was the kind of man the Skull was. The only way to change that was to stop him.

Once the two came to the center of the bunker, they found another door, this one with a sophisticated panel on it. Bobbi examined it and turned back to Cap, "It's DNA coded. Dunno how I'm gonna get this one open."

Captain America took one of her gloves off, pressing her hand to the panel, which flashed green and unlocked the door.

"How'd you know it was for you?" Mockingbird asked in disbelief.

"A hunch," was Steph's simple answer. She entered the center core of the bunker carefully, with her teammate behind her, coming to a stop when she saw the only thing in the room was a projector and a screen. She flipped it on, and the face of the Red Skull appeared yet again. She cursed under her breath. This was the second time this week the maniac was speaking to her through a screen. His cheshire grin was mocking her no matter where she turned. It was another example of how far ahead he really was.

"Captain," his southern draw started, "I am sure you have found this recording and that I have infiltrated your precious SHIELD. Did you enjoy the presents I left for you in the hall? As you see, the pool of blood collecting at your feet grows by the day. Because this is all for you, my dear. I know so much about you. You think I don't but I do. I know who you are, and where you came from. I know what frightens you. And I am enjoying this chase. You may hope that it is coming to an end, but I'm afraid that isn't the case. We have just begun, Captain America. My next surprise is really going to grab your attention. I'll be seeing you soon, sugar."

Steph attempted to calm herself. The Skull was trying to get to her. She couldn't allow that. Turning to Bobbi, she said calmly, "I want that film analyzed. Anything we can get from it, get to me. I want wheels up in the next four hours. I don't want to stay anywhere for long."

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Dropping Buffy for now.

Bigby and Cobra posts tomorrow or Friday

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IC: Leonardo

The sound of metal sheeting and being crushed echoed through Leonardo's head as he and his family tore into the mousers left guarding the Stock Tech facility. The turtles, their father, and their human friends were obviously out numbered, but they had the advantage of team work. Leo was proud of his brothers as they each slid into the perfect positions at the perfect time. The chase earlier had slowed them down, but once again they were working like a well-oiled machine. With the addition of Splinter, they could hold their foes off.

Unfortunately, they needed to do more than stand their ground. Mousers seemed to be pouring into the room like an unstopable flood, and they would finish tearing the city apart if nothing was done to shut them down. Leo needed to get April to the control room before that happened. He shouted to the girl as he skewered a mouser through its mouth, "April! Which way?"

"Straight down that hallway!" she yelled back, hiding behind Casey's wild swings of the bat. "I'll need a few minutes to shut them down!"

The leader of the ninjas nodded, "Raph, Mikey, Donnie, Sensei! You hold as many as you can here! Casey, April! Follow me! We're shutting these assholes down for good!"

Casey didn't miss a beat. He slammed the robots standing in front of him before coming to Leo's side. Like characters in an old adventure movie chopping through jungle vegetation, the two began cutting a path towards the control room. Once there, they baracaded the door, hoping it would give them a moment's rest. Turning to April, Leo sighed, "Get to it, April. We'll give you the time you need."

She got to work, while Casey stood next to Leo at the door, "We're getting better as a team."

"Casey," Leo shook his head, "I know you can handle yourself, dude. And I know you wanna help all the time. But the Foot aren't a bunch of robots. They're killers. Possibly the best the world has ever seen. I'm not letting you fight them with us."

The door they were guarding began to rattle and splinter as the mousers began breaking through. Casey chuckled at Leo's refusal, "Well then, I guess I need to get my fill today."

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The pain began to subside as Baxter Stockamn's faculties returned to him. The blinding, seering heat of his body's DNA being rearranged forcefully was unlike anything he could have imagined. Did all the mutants feel the same pain? Or only him since he was born of sentience. It mattered not, though. He opened his eyes, and as he did the flash of color and light sent him hopping back, and a flutter of noise drew his attention to the wings that were now sprouting from his back. His hands were now claws covered in crustly black leather and hair. All four of them.

"What havvvvvve you done to meee?" he said in a buzzing, alien voice to the alley cat known as Old Hob.

Hob wore a big, fanged grin on his face as he looked at Stockman with the eye not covered by a patch, "I helped ya evolve, Doc. Showed ya what it was like to be more than human. Showed ya the future. Ya might not be as handsom as I am...but now your're stronger. Faster. More deadly. You're what ya always wanted, Doc. You're strong. And together...we can change everything."

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Leo and Casey danced around the control room destroying mousers as April typed frantically at their main server in an attempt to shut them down. One robot lunged through the air at her, almost as if it sensed its coming doom, only to be struck by a fire extinguisher Leo had kicked expertly at it. Once of the machines managed to clamp down on his forearm before being struck by a hockey puck fired by Casey. The metal teeth dug deep into his flesh, and the pain was severe. Leo knew he couldn't stop though. There was too much at stake.

The numbers game was beginning to catch up to them, however. Leo and Casey were being backed in towards April, losing ground inch by inch. Leo yelled over his shoulder, "How much longer, April?"

"Just give me a few more seconds!" she said, wiping the sweat from her brow.

But time seemed to be up. The robots swelled like a great wave ready to swallow the heroes. The mousers reared up, leapt like a pack of ravenous dogs, and fell harmlessly to the ground.

Leo turned to April, who collapsed to the ground, "Told ya I just needed a few more seconds."

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But behind here. Will catch up on the weekend

All-Star Marvel: Age of Heroes

IC: Wolverine

SHIELD Mutant Research Division
San Francisco, CA

Ororo Munroe, better known to him as Storm, and Logan walked confidently down the halls of the SHIELD facility as the halls were filled with panicked and distracted agents. The Red Skull, a domestic terrorist and mutant hater, had managed to destroy SHIELD's head quarters out in San Francisco Bay, and the entire organization was on red alert. Even though the Professor had assured them they would receive a happy welcome, the agents were less than excited to see them. Logan attempting to explain why he was setting off the metal detector didn't help much, and he almost got shot while attempting to show the guards his claws. Still, they were allowed to pass and were being escorted to their destination.

The guard showing them the way stopped and motioned to the door in front of them, Logan opened it, and found an exhausted looking woman waiting for them on the other side. Doctor Moira MacTaggert looked like she hadn't slept in weeks. Her unifrom was wrinkled and disheveled, and there were bags under her eyes hiding behind a pair of glasses. Her auburn hair was up in a messy ponytail, and the look she gave the two mutants as they entered was not a friendly one, "You're lucky you're Charles's friends, or I wouldn't be giving you the time of day."

"We appreciate your time, Dr. MacTaggert," Storm smiled. "We know the current...situation is trying here."

"You mean trying to deal with a group of mutant hunters, a Neo-nazi terrorist who hates basically everyone, and the destruction of our induestructible base? Yea, just a bit trying." Moira was the head of SHIELD's Mutant Affairs squad, and had been looking into the Purifiers along with the X-Men. "Normally, I wouldn't give you anything we had, but considering we don't have the time or the manpower to deal with this right now, I'm going to slip you what we know about the Purifiers. If anyone catches you, or anything of the like, I will disavow any knowledge of this meeting."

"Yea, yea. I know the drill, doc," Logan waved the doctor on. He had done these backroom intelligence dealings before.

"We never managed to find out who was paying for Trask's research and arms," she slid a folder over to Wolverine. "It's just a bunch of shell corporations and the like. We've been trying to trace them back to the owner, but so far no luck. But we did manage to find out Trask was friends with this man."

She opened the folder, revealing a picture clipped to a file. The man was tall, had a confident posture, and seemed to be fairly well off. Storm commented, "He's quite the looker."

"He's also quite the mutant hater," Moira explained. "That's Graydon Creed, owner of a law firm and a super pac known as 'The Friends of Humanity', who donate substantial amounts to anti-mutant candidates."

"You think Creed was bankrolling Trask?" Logan arched an eyebrow.

"Not completely," the agent shook her head. "He's wealthy, but not that wealthy. But I think he had a hand in it."

"We will see what we can find," Storm said, gathering the file. "Thank you for your help."

"It's the least I can do," the doctor smiled weakly. "If you can take the Purifiers out of the equation, I certainly would get a lot more sleep."

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Sep said
Well, there goes working with Cap. I didn't really want to make my own villain to fight this early. I will have much ponderment on what I do.However today I got 24hrs worth of flights. So yeah.

Sorry. I'm trying to get my story on the rails and moving forward. I'm open to something down the line, just not right away.

All-Star Marvel: Age of Heroes

IC: Captain America

Steph trugged up the Quinjet's ramp and tossed her pack down next to two black SUVs parked on the lowest level of the new aircraft. Behind them was the armory where Steph inspected her uniform and shield before going down the checklist to make sure everything was aboard. She wasn't nervous for the mission. No, the time for nerves ended long ago in the struggle against Red Skull and his thugs. Fury had given her and her team this plane and the mission to stop the Skull. She was the advance guard now that SIELD had to focus on rebuilding itself. It was all on the team now, but Stephanie was worried the Skull had them right where he wanted them. If that was the case, no fancy aircraft or mobile command station would help.

"Fancy new digs Fury got us, huh?" Falcon smiled as he packed his wing suit into its case. "The Skull won't know what hit him."

"Hopefully," Steph answered, not looking up from the checklist. "So far he's seemed to know an awful lot."

"He's got lucky so far," Mockingbird chimed in angrily. "We're gonna take the bastard down. One way or another, we'll do it. And I'm not gonna rest until he's in the ground."

"Take off's in five," Maria Hill's voice echoed from the loudspeaker abover them. "Wilson, gonna need you to co-pilot this beast."

The three of them went up to the aircraft's second deck, which included their bunks, a common area, a lab, and a galley. Sam went up to the cockpit, while the two women strapped themselves into chairs in the common area. Morse and Cap hadn't always seen eye-to-eye in her time at SHIELD, but they were quickly becoming fast friends in the fight against the Fourth Reich. Bobbi had been ShIELD's golden girl until Steph joined up, and a petty rivalry initially hampered their team. But they had finally found common ground, and were now fully on the same page.

Steph keyed a few commands into the holographic table in front of them, bringing up the schematics of the Crossbones facility, which was located outside of Boston, "Three floors above ground with a subterranean bunker below. It went dark shortly before the attack, and hasn't come up since. We're getting eyes on it now, but I'm assuming it's either been destroyed or compromised."

"Let's hope it's been compromised," Mockingbird smiled. "More people to talk that way."

"You're not wrong," Steph nodded. "You have any experience with ShIELD bunkers?"

"Most of the newer ones are nearly impenatrable," she explained. "But most of them were used in high profile target areas. Crossbones was mostly dealing with mob and domsestic threats, usually not the kind of people that would be able to bust a bunker. If it's an older SHIELD era construction, it's walls will be strong. That being said, a controlled explosion could weaken the doors. We've seen it work before."

"Well, I guess that's how we're getting in then," Cap nodded.

Just then, the plan began to move, and Hill's voice came over the comm, "We're obviously ready for takeoff, but I'm patching a signal through to you guys. Skull just sent a broadcast out."

The image of the Crossbones facility faded out, distorting into the hideous visage of the Red Skull. Almost immediately, he began talking, and his voice was like the southern plantation owner from Hell, "Good afternoon, America. As most of you already know, SHIELD's island fortress know as the Triskelion has been destroyed by a supreme and ultimate act of vengeance. My Fourth Reich and I were the ones who perpetrated this divine act of cleansing. I warned you. SHIELD harbors and employees abominations before god and country, and I told you and them they needed to be stopped. I am sure they're sending their lap dog Captain America out yet again to find me. I now speak directly to her. Captain, you and I both know where this chase will lead. You will lay dead at my feet, along with your friends. You think you serve the people of this country, but in reality you serve the degenerates and freaks that have drug this great eagle down from the skies. Once I am done with you and those you protect, America will be great once again, and the eagle will once again soar on the wings of the Fourth Reich."

Steph slammed down on the off button, shutting the table off. She opened up the comm, "Hill, get us to Boston as fast as you can. This bastard has pissed me off for the last time."

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Zacharius said
Would it be ok for me to put up my Jean Grey from the joint universe game to this RP? Asking because some people have issues with copy and pasting characters, as there would likely only be minor changes.

Have you read my Wolverine CS and posts? Jean is more or less the adoptive daughter of Wolverine in this game.

All-Star Marvel: Age of Heroes

I just lost a post thanks to the stupid way I have to write them now. I don't feel like redoing it now. I'll get it up tomorrow