<div class="floatleft">(http://www.gannett-cdn.com/-mm-/4abd788665a57b0d7f99010f17d1d260c4a79244/c=841-369-5196-3652&amp;r=x404&amp;c=534x401/local/-/media/USATODAY/USATODAY/2014/04/09//1397077308000-XXX-CAPTAIN-AMERICA-WINTER-SOLDIER-MOV-jy-3568-.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City - Building across from Baxster Building<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Lounge<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Combat gear<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>"Fucking Hawkeye!"  James said turning his head away from the great flash of light, he blinking away the searing spark and hoping to all heel he didn't get attacked.  He wasn't obliged, and only by the sound of the weapon did he know what was being shot at him.  His metal arm went up to intercept the Widow's Bite, the electric shock of it making his arm momentarily useless but leaving the rest of him functional.  Which was helpful as he knew what move was coming next, the garrote almost getting to his neck before he got his flesh covered hand up to block it, the razor wire cutting deeply into his skin.  Bucky backed up and slammed Natasha into a car, then he did it again and again.  He got use of his metal arm again, reached up and tossed The Black Widow as hard as he could into another vehicle.  Second she was down he drew his pistol and put three slug's into her chest.<br/><br/>"Stay down Natasha!  Witch Bitch is messing with your head!  You're better than this, fight it!"  He knew her outfit that while sleek and absolutely stunning on her, was built for more than just making her look good.  The material could take a lot of punishment and Bucky was pretty certain that none of the bullets from his pistol would penetrate it.  Would hurt like all hell, but she wouldn't be dead.  "Come on Tasha, come back to me."  He said trying to keep eye contact with her.  There had to be a way to anchor her back to in reality.  To get her out of whatever insane vision that mutant monster had put in her head.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tO88-ECtKCQ/VVE9mMRI8BI/AAAAAAAAHXE/t6XhnMcIMdY/s640/hulk_the_bloodied_titan_by_thedurrrrian-d8pk2e3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>War<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City, Flying in the Blackbird<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Inside The Blackbird<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cannonball, Chamber, X-23, Psylocke, Blue Marvel<br/><hr/><br/>Hulk didn't simply stand there and take Blue Marvels punch, he came forward and into the upper cut, the strike meant for his jaw taking him in the midsection.  Was still an impressive blow, but it got nothing more than a deep grunt from the giant now known as War.  Just as he was going to connect a punch of his own, War was stabbed in the back by that little Wolverine clone and taking Cannonball in the chest.  This all resulted in him, Cannonball and X-23 all blasting through part of the Blackbird and out onto the roof.  War seemed to able to move with a lot more purpose and control than his former Hulk self, and with a crazy amount of speed for a creature so huge he grabbed Laura, squeezed her tightly and threw her into Cannonball.<br/><br/>"I'm going to kill all your friends pretty girl.  Then I am going to use your own claws to flay you alive, day after day."  He stomped towards them, or at least made too, then was engulfed in a huge torrent of flame. "GRRRRRAAAAHHHH!  WAAAAAARRRRRRR!"  The titan of power growled and roared all at the same time.  He turned towards Chamber and began running straight into the fire.  He skin was on fire, he was burning alive, but none of it seemed to matter to him.  He just kept running towards the source of the flame, determined to smoother it and make sure it never burned again.<br/>