<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/>The sound of cracked bones and the grunts of pain brought back a specific memory. A fragment from her past that was washed away from her mind as fast as it came. Only the deja-vu feeling lingered behind, a bitter aftertaste. There was no time to bring it back. The wall crashed before them and Silver Samurai swiftly took care of the intruder in his own efficient way. Captain Marvel asked the two families to follow her out of the building, pulling the children out first, who refused to come along, still afraid of her rather than of what was out there.<br/><br/>The Silver Samurai engaged in battle with the incoming Ultrons. It was a marvellous display of deadly skill and elegance. He wielded the sword as if it was an extension of his own arm. Carol had never seen such finesse, or if she did, the blonde couldn't remember.<br/><br/>"Hydra, Viper, Hand, Wolverine" and so on, they said. She heard enough to realize how dangerous he was and to question his current affiliation, but none of that mattered now. The rain poured down shortcircuiting the fallen Ultrons and washing away the blood from her face and hands. She saw him standing, sword in hand and wondered if he was to be trusted. Their priority was protecting these families now and staying alive. Perhaps even find a safe shelter. She picked up the two smaller kids and flew ahead with them, well aware that the more she used her flight ability, the less chances she had of remembering things in the next days.<br/><br/>As he predicted, others followed. She had enough of these metal pests, enough of fighting for the day. But the fight wasn't done with her. Looking back, she saw the big group of drones from the east moving just a bit further and while she expected some to pick their trail, none did. A lucky break. Then she almost hit a night club sign in her flight. LaJazz it said, broken in half. Memories flashed, the sign once flashy and whole, loud nights filled with tobacco smoke, alcohol and many gathered around the bar, laughing.<br/>"Everyone! I know this place. The underground space is safe. Quick, through here." She brought the kids in first and guided the parents through the bar and down the stairs, finding the door to the underground rooms locked. 'behind the counter, the J&B glass'  Another flash and yes, there was the key, lying on the floor on crushed bottles and glass. Once everyone was in, she turned to face the Silver Samurai.<br/><br/>"I'm going up there. If they swarm were resistance is met, that's gotta be one hell of a resistance they got there. I don't know about you, but I need to see if they're others like us and join them. We can't survive on our own. Not anymore." That last part was for herself more than it was addressed to him.<br/>"There won't be coming after you once I'll be in their sight." She said to the 'weaklings'. "Do you have anywhere to go once the road's clear?"<br/>"We can go to my sister in law. It's close, just a couple of blocks away. She has a minivan that can take us out of town." One of the women said.<br/>"Alright. I'm planning to make enough fuss to draw all the other Ultrons in the area in one spot. And hope that whoever is out there to last until I find them. Are you coming, Silver Man?" she asked.<br/>