<br/><strong>Name: </strong>Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers<br/><strong>Location:</strong>LA streets<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Silver Samurai<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her torn uniform<br/><br/><br/>She looked at him puzzled by his words and actions. She met many that could thrash buildings and sway minds, many with incredible powers and she remembered little of it. This one however, was not a mutant, nor was he gifted with extraordinary powers. He was human through and through and so he took into account the limitations and the risks of every single action taken against the Ultrons.  Perhaps he couldn’t move mountains, but he oozed the confidence that he could.<br/><br/>Carol gave a quick nod and moved out of what used to be her favorite club. There was little she remembered about those times, but she would not dwell on it. The past was gone and there was a future to build. Like a comet travelling the skies, she flew up in a burning hallo of light, drawing the attention of those not so far away. Light beams were shot in their direction, merely scratching their metal bodies and they retaliated with some of their own, coming closer and closer until she drew them back on the ground.<br/><br/>A few of her explosive charges proved efficient, blowing parts and bits of the Ultronbots, disabling some completely. By the time she ran through the underground entrance, ten or so were on her tracks,  focused on getting the metahuman that was opposing them rather than trapping it inside.  Just as Silver Samurai predicted, a typical cat and mouse chase followed.  Captain Marvel felt empowered now that she had a plan and a purpose.  Her thoughts went back to her circumstantial ally, as she felt compelled to know more about him. Blow after blow and hit after hit, she took some of the Ultrons down or barely scratched them.  Even she didn’t know where the underground labyrinth would take her, nor if she’d end up trapping herself inside with the threat. But wasn’t that the beauty of it all? The danger made her feel alive.<br/><br/>From the first underground station she moved them to the second. It was not far from where the rest of the heroes made their stance with Susan Richards managing the operation.  As expected, the station was empty with a single train docked there and left behind.  Focusing on the enemy, she send a wave of intense heat towards three of them with the clear intention to melt their adamantium bodies.  When the nearest two dodged her attack and zapped both her arms so she couldn’t raise them, Carol finally understood that it was foolish to take them on her own. She would die then and there, without even knowing who she really was.