<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: franklin gothic demi;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Ares: Sky Dive</span></span></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/700111-banzai_super-1.jpg)</div>The evacuation out of the Quinjet had been rather sudden, but he was always prepared for the worst, the worst being any strange encounters he might have below. A few bogeys wasn’t exactly a frightening introduction to what the runt and the iron maiden had described as<em>savage</em>, but if the Savage Land had been as savage as they described, well, it sounded rather challenging. When the emergency escape hatches were opened, he watched the first few avengers bail and eyed the direction of their plummet.<br/><br/>The god was always equipped with an assortment of weapons; and for this trip, he had his trusty battle axe, a broad sword, one assault rifle, one shotgun, two pistols, and a belt of five grenades. A parachute hadn’t been on his shopping list nor did he have room for a parachute on his person. Just before he leapt out of the jet, the god made sure to wear one of his exhilarating smiles. The dive from the plane had been swift as the wind slapped against his chest plate and whispered through his Spartan helm. He fell like a star, and for a moment, his grin faltered a little when he saw a shift in terrain that he hadn’t noticed earlier. The land had been so green he couldn’t see that there had been a cliff, and a valley just below.<br/><br/><em>Excellent</em>, he mused. At least he had some idea of where he was going to be versus the others. The battle axe was drawn from its ring and brought into both of his hands as he swung back its large head and brought it down on the tree whose canopy he had entered. Twigs and thin branches snapped in contact with his form as the wedge of the axe split it down its center. The thicker its trunk became, the more the axe and Ares began to slow in their descent until the branches became sturdier, and Ares was able to post his booted feet on one to cease his plummet with a wobble.<br/><br/>Ares ripped the blade from the trunk as he watched strange birds scatter into the air from his sudden disturbance. They appeared normal enough. He hadn’t seen birds of that species before, but at least they still resembled birds. He frowned as he stood there, a few stories above the fertile earth, gazing into the surrounding trees and already feeling lost. He turned in the direction of the cliff side, and he knew if he had wished to rendezvous with the other Avengers scaling that cliff was the first step.