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[QUOTE="Raikou Kaminari]"But not your enemy." Ken replied with a smirk the rest of his face was stills covered by his mask. Tachyons glowed around his feet as he was suddenly at the other end of the room, then next to Green Arrow, and then suddenly on the other side by Canary. He was then back where he started in the middle of the room. "If I wanted you dead you would be so let's cut the crap, Hawkeye......I mean........ Who are you again?"

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"Imperfects"





Ultron voice echoes around the three as 6 of his sentries are suddenly surrounding them with blasters pointed


"Fighting among themselves even though a greater threats are clearly among them, typical of humans."


"....and that's exactly why you must be Terminated" Ultron voice echoes again as his sentries charging their blaster


Somewhere else in the Hall of Justice, 4 of his Sentries are already arrived in the Main Computer, tracking for the information he was searching for.


"Got it, this is going very well" Said Ultron as he discovered the information he looking for and also managed to track some Wayne Tech that he interested in

 

[Castle91]

The Punisher – Brooklyn, New York





Frank was already half way up the stairs when the gunmen began to return fire – where Frank used to be positioned. Both men made themselves open targets and Frank took advantage of their disorientation. He brought his rifle up and put a quick burst of fire into the closer gunman, the short distance between them only made the impact of the five-five-six ammunition that much greater. The gunman went down with a startled yelp as the bullets tore into him. The second gunman was beginning to regain his senses and tried to settle his sights on Frank. Frank executed a combat roll and came up behind a marble pillar between himself and the group of hostiles. He'd seen four men still suffering from the effects of the flashbang further in the room, three of them armored up or battle and a third who looked more like a businessman he was probably the shotcaller.


The priceless antiques that were housed in the museum were being shot to hell, which really wasn't any skin off his nose. Frank wasn't really an art man. He was close enough now to do some real damage from his current position. Reaching into his trench coat he pulled a high-explosive ordnance round and slid it into the launcher under the barrel of his assault rifle. He didn't imagine destroying a good portion of the upper floor and hundreds of thousands of dollars in artwork would win him any support with the curator. Oh well. He swung around and from behind the marble pillar and aimed his rifle into the center of the room and depressed the trigger on the launcher. The grenade shot forwards with a solid whomph.But before Frank could swing back into cover the other gunman managed to get a solid line on him and fire off a burst of weapons fire. Two of the bullets were soaked up by his vest but the impact knocked him down and emptied his lungs of all their air. A third round tore into his shoulder and cleanly exited the back.


All the while counting the seconds since the grenade had been launched, Frank rolled behind the pillar and covered his ears and braced for the small firestorm. The last thing he remembered seeing before hell broke loose was a man in red with a horned helmet dropping in from above. The Devil of Hell's Kitchen was loose in Brooklyn.


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[Alphaius]

After tearing into the gang in the docks,walking through several of jokers traps and a very one sided fight with dead pool gremlin wanders down the streets of Brooklyn.well more like the alleyways it's hard being a terrifying monster everyone calls the cops when they see him or worse he's had to have a showdown with more than his fair share of rash idiotic heros


A distant explosion jolts him out of his thoughts


"Busy day today" gremlin rasps as he takes off in the direction of the boom


@Castle91

 

[Castle91]

Daredevil – Brooklyn, New York


Matt couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was crouched on a rooftop watching, or sensing as it were. In the street below a teenage girl had interfered with The genetically altered Doctor Connors, aka Lizard, and some kind of mutant who could shapeshift into many different types of animals. But that wasn't even breaking the top ten of his crazy list. Things were not good in Hell's Kitchen. Taking a liking to the name a green haired psychopathic clown calling himself the Joker and his gang had decided it would make a nice base of operations for the planned take over of New York's criminal underworld


The Joker had run almost everyone else out the Kitchen in just a few weeks until it had only been him and Wilson Fisk. Now no one knew where Fisk was and his organization had seemingly been absorbed into the Joker's Crew. Men decked out in clown masks and wearing green and purple attire were running wild, killing and maiming. No matter what he did there were always more clowns in another area undermining any progress he had been able to make. He didn't like to admit it but he was not prepared to deal with this situation as well as others. He needed help, he needed Frank Castle. Though there methods were wildly different and neither man agreed with the other on how criminals should be dealt with, Matt was desperate.


The Joker had Karen prisoner, there wasn't anything that was going to stop him from getting her back and it was going to take a psychopath to beat a psychopath. Frank hadn't been hard to find, Matt had always made a habit out of keeping track on his whereabouts. Matt's sensitive hearing had picked up the police scanner call about the museum and given the locations proximity to Frank's current hideout he figured it would be a good first place to look.


Whatever was happening outside between the girl and the shapeshifter was just one thing, but a whole other party was kicking off inside the museum, there was a lot of automatic weapons fire coming from deep within. On the rooftop he heard the sound of rotors swirling up. Matt reached out with all his senses to get the best image he could. Through tints of red and amber the picture formed, it was a helicopter marked with the letters MDS along its side. It was occupied by two men, pilot and co-pilot and their hearts were racing as they conversed with someone over the radio. Matt couldn't make it out, there was too much gunfire and distortion to make out what the voice on the other end was saying.


He pulled his Billy Clubs from their thigh holster and dropped down into the street running at the two battling in the street he jumped off the hood of a destroyed car and vaulted over the shapeshifter and teenage girl and leaped up onto the ledge of the of the museum and began to parkour his way up the side of the building to the rooftop. Standing at the perfect angle he attached both Billy Clubs together into a single club and launched it at the inside of the helicopter. The blunt weapon bounced around the inside of the helicopter knocking both pilots unconscious before falling to the ground.


Matt walked over to the helicopter and picked up his weapon and jammed it into the control panel over and over again to disable the aircraft. One of the pilots was still moving so Matt walked over to him. “Just so you know, it isn't personal.” He said before dropping a kevlar armored fist into the man's face finishing the job the Billy Club had started. He turned around and found a skylight that would let him into the building.


“Alright Frank, I hope you're in a good mood.”


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[RIPSaidCone]

Tian Mao - Brooklyn, New York


Where had it gone wrong? Everything had been going along at a steady pace and with no interfierence, it was all going perfectly. That was until the unknown gunman had stormed in and gotten into a firefight with his men. Tian had decided to make his retreat with what artwork he had back to the helicopter. His soldiers were expendable after all. His men continued their fire on the man as Tian made his way to the helicopter, only to hear the pained groans of his pilots over the radio, that certainly wasn't good. A grenade had detonated and almost completely taken out the entire floor, Tian had ducked into cover, his men following suite.


Tian fired his pistol at the unknown figure at the skylight of the building, another of his soldiers copying his actions. It was time for a new plan. />"We are under fire! Pilots are down, we need a new extraction!"</ He said into his radio, the nearest en he had were a few blocks away. Keeping guard just in-case any other criminals popped up. Tian and his men made their way to the back exit of the museum, covering their behind with constant firing.


(@Castle91)


(Sorry its so short, using my phone and outside.)

 

[Coriandr]

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  Swiftly sprinting across the broken up asphalt of the streets, knocking aside anyone that didn't run from the large green cat, he made his way through the streets to the museum. As he was upon it, something jumped over him. He continued running, but looked up at it- no, him. A man in a red suit, with little horns like a demon, who jumped up the building like a monkey. Demon-monkey-man from the other dimension. Noted. Strange, but noted. He thought, jumping up into the air and crashing through a window of the museum, to gunfire. appearing behind Green Arrow and the Black Canary.
  
  
  She appeared to be wounded, burned by something. Garfield morphed to normal, and he noticed a large man in silver armor, with a glowing red eye. "Hey, its Shredder! Look at me I'm a ninja turtle!" He yelled, and morphed into a small turtle, flapping his fins around a few times and morphing back. "Seriously though, guys, who is this?"
  
  
  A bullet skimmed his tail and he hissed, jumping up into a small humming bird. Boom. Immediately he was blown back by an explosion, and hit the ground, singed feathers. He morphed back to normal and looked up. Luckily not much affected him from afar, he just felt sore from being blown back as a bird. People down on the ground, firing behind pillars and display boxes and whatever they can find, one guy down behind a pillar. The rest didn't look very nice- suddenly that man he'd noticed before crashed through the ceiling. Garfield jumped back into the air and into the bird, zipping through the air at blurring speeds to the center of the room, where a duo of men sat firing off shotguns.
  
  
  He appeared behind them and tapped their heads. When they turned, they found a large six-and-a-half foot grizzly bear, standing on his hind legs and falling on them. They tried to turn but their guns were knocked out of their hands, as their heads crashed into the display case and knocked one unconscious, leaning against the case with drool dripping down his chin. He jumped up into a beaver, standing on the unconscious man's head, and turned around and started whacking the man in the face. It didn't knock him unconscious, but it kept him busy and was certainly fun- until of course another man started shooting on him.
  
  
  The bullet skimmed right past him and he jumped of into a bee and zipped over to the man, morphing into a dilophosaurus mid-air and careening into the man, promptly spitting a gooey substance into his face to blind him and landing on him, biting into his arm as he screamed.
  
  
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[Castle91]

Daredevil/Punisher – Brooklyn, New York


Matt rolled away from the skylight as one of the men below opened fire on it. He'd heard the man call for backup which meant things were only going to get even more interesting than they were. He broke his Billy Club down into two separate parts and ran at the skylight crashing through it and falling several meters, he curled into a ball and rolled through his landing. As he came back to a standing position he whipped one of his clubs at the man who had shot at him through the skylight, hitting him square in the face. An armed man appeared from out of cover and aimed his rifle at Matt and pulled the trigger quicker than Matt could react.


The rifle only made a quiet *click* sound as the weapon jammed giving Matt a few seconds of an advantage. He rushed the man barreling into him at top speed. They collided with the pillar the gunman had been using as cover. Matt laid into the man with a flurry of punches to the torso. The gunman retaliated by throwing a vicious haymaker of his own at Matt's head. Matt felt the air move over his head as he ducked under the fist and responded with an uppercut that connected right under the man's jaw and lifted him and few inches off the ground. The gunman collapsed to the floor in an unconscious heap.


A burst of gunfire made him spin around. Another gunman was just falling to the ground with an automatic shotgun still clutched in his hands. That weapon would have torn Matt's armor to shreds. He looked around and saw Frank pulling himself up off the ground with a smoking pistol in his hand. The marble pillar he was leaning on had a bloody streak along it as he moved.


“Perfect timing as always Frank.” Matt said as he picked up his clubs from where they had fallen on the floor.


“What are you doing here Murdock?” Frank said as he brought himself to a standing position and put a hand to his left shoulder.


“Looking for you actually, figured you be out hunting.” Matt said as he walked over to Frank. “How bad is it?”


Frank examined his bullet wound with a well-trained eye. “Through and through, nothing serious.” Frank looked around and the destruction his grenade had caused. The curator definitely wasn't going to be happy. “Where's the Asian guy, the one giving the orders?”


“Over there in the corner, he called for backup Frank so we're going to have to get moving soon.”


“My car is out front, we'll take him to a secure location.” Frank said as he grabbed a few ammo magazines from the mercenaries. “I want to know what this guy was here for.”


“Its an art museum Frank.”


“Who loots an art museum with this much firepower in tow?”


They both walked over to the man and looked down at him. “He used a helicopter to get here its marked MDS on both sides. Any idea what that means Frank?”


“No idea, but I'm sure he'll tell us.” Frank said as he fixed his chillingly blank eyes on the man.


Matt stirred. He didn't want to take part in whatever Frank had planned for the man on the floor. Whatever it was it wouldn't be good. But he had to go along with it if he was going to get Frank's help with the clown gang pillaging through The Kitchen.


“Grab him Murdock, if he's got friends coming we need to get out of here now.” Frank looked around again looking for weapons to add to his stockpile, these guys weren't going to need them anymore. He heard screaming, probably someone who had been injured by his grenade and he went looking for the source of the noise to put an end to it. Looking over the balcony down at the lower level he saw something that he couldn't explain. A green dinosaur was morphing into a green primate. “Murdock what the hell is that?” He asked flatly. He was in too much pain to be surprised.


Matt walked up beside him with the leader of the mercenaries thrown over his shoulder. “I have no idea. I saw him outside fighting with some girl.”


“Is he going to be a problem?”


Matt opened his mouth to respond but instead he heard the sounds of tires squealing and weapons being loaded from outside the building. “If he is, he's about to join a very long list. Looks like your friend here had backup closer than you thought.”


Frank grabbed a discarded rifle from the floor and loaded it, ignoring the pain in his shoulder as he did so. “Don't give me any crap about how I do things Murdock, its about to get bloody and I don't need you getting in my way.”


Matt dropped the man on his shoulder and pulled his clubs from their sheath and gripped them tightly. He wasn't willing to kill, but his girlfriend was in mortal peril that he couldn't deal with on his own. He knew it wasn't going to end without blood, but he wasn't sure just how much of his soul that blood was going take.


Frank worked the action on his rifle and looked down at the green-monkey thing. “Hey, we've got trouble coming. Either get out of the line of fire or change into something that can break things.”


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[RIPSaidCone]

Tian Mao - Brooklyn, New York


Now Tian considered himself to be a professional man, one of class, pride, manners and sophistication. He had long since been taught proper manners and how to conduct himself in the presence of those superior to him, all in all he had been taught to keep a coolhead, to keep professional, calm and maintained. But he had lost his temper here most certainly, with the two men now attacking his own merceneries, his escape route out of commission for the time being and all of his artwork gone, he had little else to be here for but to kill the men that had ruined his plans, he heard the screeching of tires and yelling in Mandarin from outside the Museum as dozens upon dozens of suited men with body armor and heavy duty weaponry of all shapes and sizes gathered round the building's entrances. Tian always planned ahead, although in his mind he'd expected the Clown gang to foil his plans with their reckless and destructive behavior, but not..whoever these two were.


In the ensuing firefight, Tian watched as his men were taken down one by one, these two certainly had skill, and plenty of it. They would've been useful by his side..although perhaps they still could be. Tian had always stayed away from criminal actions or vigilante justice himself, but he had always been willing to take an opportunity whenever he saw it, regardless of what it was.


He was laying on the floor, pistol laying beside him, although he knew that attempting to use it would be a bad idea and so he left it be. Watching as the two men walked on over to him and began discussing what his business here was and why he had brought such great strength with him.


As the man with the guns picked him up, Tian began to speak. He was still angry by all means however. "I do not understand why you feel the need to ruin other people's business." He spat out, surely New York had bigger issues at hand with the roaming maniacs, yet instead the two had decided to go after a businessman only wanting artwork for his collection, his hobby really. That was Tian's main issue.


As his men begun approaching the Museum in great numbers, he looked over to the man in the demon looking outfit. These two were certainly interesting that much was a fact, however the idea of being caught in the middle of a soon to be massive firefight wasn't appealing to Tian.


As the man known as Frank turned away, watching the chaos outside and the movement of Tian's own reinforcements, the businessman took the opportunity and knee'd him in the gut, pushing himself off of the large man, and hopping onto his own two feet, although he backed away and raised his hands to stomach level in a non-hostile gesture.


"Gentlemen, I'm sure we can work something out. All I want is the artwork, and I'm sure you have bigger problems at hand, I would be willing to call my men off if you allow me to retreat with my artwork." He spoke like a true businessman trying to sell his idea to investors, if Tian was anything, it was confident, and persuasive.


"Now I mean no harm to this city, I am only taking an opportunity. You could both save us a lot of time and effort." He looked over to the man in the red outfit, Murdock his name was if he recalled the other man's words properly. His eyes squinting as he tried to determine who it was behind that mask, regardless of whom, he could tell that the man was in a hurry, he definitely had a mission.


"You there, you look..distressed? Or are you in a hurry?" He started with, placing his hands behind his back and holding them there in a more professional pose.


"Whatever it is..I could assist you perhaps? In return for a mutual understanding of course." He gave a simple smile at that. His armed men getting closer and closer as time was running out.


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[NaturalQueen]

She stumbles towards the front doors of the museum, placing her ear against trying to figure out what she could hear inside, gunfire? The crowd in the background was making it hard as they scolded with rage.


''Shut up!'' She screams back and the population that fell silent with the sirens in the background. ''Mam, please step away from the Museum..'' The cops spoke but she entered the gates of madness already giving the cop the middle finger before she vanish behind the door.


She immediately shut it behind her with mighty force. She swipes across her head as the bullets were being fired she hadn't acknowledge completely. It took her a moment to comprehend what had been happening, quickly she dash down just in time to avoid getting pierce by the bullets. ''What the hell is going on?!'' Messing her hair, it was similar to a crossfire on the wastelands.


She got on her stomach across the shivering deck and she began crawling like a worm to get a better visual.


@Castle91 @Coriandr @RIPSaidCone

 

[KaalysBR]

Demigod - New York








"Where am I?"





It all had been too fast. In a second,Astrid was helping her mother with her researcher. She could hear Jane's laugh as she playful recommended Astrid to be careful in other realities. None of them expected the teleport between universes to work.


But it did.


The explosion nearly destroyed the entire lab,and Astrid just had time to throw herself in front of the beam to protect her mother from it.


The sensation was like having your body destroyed and remade into a solid silhouette. She didn't even have time to scream before she was tossed against the wall of the abandoned building.


Astrid rose a hand towards her head,feeling the blood coming from the wound. She pushed herself to a standing position,trying to figure out where she was. It looked like New York,but something felt...wrong.


When she remembered the beam,Astrid realized what happened and groaned loudly.


"I guess we found out what the big gun does."


With a sigh,she flied away from the building,completely disoriented in a universe that wasn't hers.


(@Anyone)

 

[Doomshroud]

@Particle9 @Raikou Kaminari @JohnnyWonton


Injured, unamused, and irritable, Green Arrow had opened his mouth to furiously retort, before the sudden, pronounced appearance of three robotic humanoids coupled with the cold, mechanical reverberation of a voice warily swayed his attention. His knuckles whitened as his grasp on his bow tightened, shoulder giving another painful throb that made his other arm momentarily go limp. "Good lord... Braniac," he mumbled, briefly glancing back at his significant other.


She probably can't fire off another cry, crap....





"Hey, Samurai, you want to help us out? Start by helping us get rid of Skynet's bots," he called out, mustering enough strength to draw and nock another emerald arrow, hurriedly firing it at one of the bots.

 

[Field Marshall]

"Imperfects"





Ultron voice echoes around the three as 6 of his sentries are suddenly surrounding them with blasters pointed


"Fighting among themselves even though a greater threats are clearly among them, typical of humans."


"....and that's exactly why you must be Terminated" Ultron voice echoes again as his sentries charging their blaster


Somewhere else in the Hall of Justice, 4 of his Sentries are already arrived in the Main Computer, tracking for the information he was searching for.


"Got it, this is going very well" Said Ultron as he discovered the information he looking for and also managed to track some Wayne Tech that he interested in

@Particle9 @Raikou Kaminari @JohnnyWonton
Injured, unamused, and irritable, Green Arrow had opened his mouth to furiously retort, before the sudden, pronounced appearance of three robotic humanoids coupled with the cold, mechanical reverberation of a voice warily swayed his attention. His knuckles whitened as his grasp on his bow tightened, shoulder giving another painful throb that made his other arm momentarily go limp. "Good lord... Braniac," he mumbled, briefly glancing back at his significant other.


She probably can't fire off another cry, crap....





"Hey, Samurai, you want to help us out? Start by helping us get rid of Skynet's bots," he called out, mustering enough strength to draw and nock another emerald arrow, hurriedly firing it at one of the bots.

"Ultron......" Silver Samurai said before disappearing in a burst of tachyons, he appeared behind one of the six robots and cut it to pieces in an instant with his tachyon infused black muramasa. The blade itself already able to cut most things but with tachyons to give it relative mass and make the blade oscillate. He proceeded to slice at the Ultrons on either side of him.

 

[Particle9]

@Particle9 @Raikou Kaminari @JohnnyWonton
Injured, unamused, and irritable, Green Arrow had opened his mouth to furiously retort, before the sudden, pronounced appearance of three robotic humanoids coupled with the cold, mechanical reverberation of a voice warily swayed his attention. His knuckles whitened as his grasp on his bow tightened, shoulder giving another painful throb that made his other arm momentarily go limp. "Good lord... Braniac," he mumbled, briefly glancing back at his significant other.


She probably can't fire off another cry, crap....





"Hey, Samurai, you want to help us out? Start by helping us get rid of Skynet's bots," he called out, mustering enough strength to draw and nock another emerald arrow, hurriedly firing it at one of the bots.

[QUOTE="Raikou Kaminari]"Ultron......" Silver Samurai said before disappearing in a burst of tachyons, he appeared behind one of the six robots and cut it to pieces in an instant with his tachyon infused black muramasa. The blade itself already able to cut most things but with tachyons to give it relative mass and make the blade oscillate. He proceeded to slice at the Ultrons on either side of him.

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"I didn't remember inviting you to the party, who are you again, Silver Samurai" said Ultron as 2 other sentries proceed to blast him from his back


Ultron in other room are accessing the Hall of Justice Security system, targetting Green Arrows and the other. "Seems this place still have some toys to play with..."

 

[Coriandr]

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  He turned his eyes upward, still biting into the man. Oh, crap. He promptly morphed into a gorilla, and bashed the man's head against a wall to knock him out, and jumped into a humming bird, hiding against the back wall.
  
  
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