<div class="floatleft">(http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/Halfbakedone/avengers-captain-america1.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>   Steven Rogers<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>    Captain America<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong> Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Everyone in the Area<br/><br/></span></span><hr/>Steve took in what everyone was saying within his earshot, sorting information on a tactical and strategic level.  Magneto was the one he was concerned about, the mutant mastermind was ruthless, and his comments lent nothing to change that opinion.  He understood the X-Mens trepidations about the man but Cap remembered a time when Russia had been the allies potential enemy that turned to the side of the allies when they realized they had been had.  Besides it was easier to keep track of his actions if they were working together.  His only distraction was Spider-Mans call, and transmission.  The enemy was organizing, it would be genocide of all who would not serve Apocalypse, human and mutant.  He looked at the dried blood on his gauntlets, good people had died trying to stop this, hell even to slow it down, in vain so far.  He saw the faces of Dum Dum Dugan, Frenchy, Dolan, Nick Fury, Bucky, Jack Monroe, Bill Nasland, Jeff Mace, Peggy and Sharon Carter, and so many others who had died either in war or from the aftershocks of it.  He thought back to a time when he was a soldier, fighting an enemy that was dead set on wiping out anyone who disagreed with them, and his breathing changed, his demeanor shifted.<br/><strong><br/>"I want to take a closer look at that syringe as soon as possible."</strong>Magneto looked over at Captain America.<strong>"You won't need a chemist. I am here."</strong>And Cap looked up at Magneto as he strode over to a fallen SWAT officer and removed his sidearm, holster and his M-4A1.  "I know you have a hate on for humanity, I can't argue that with you, I won't debate it.  But I Will remind you that you were subject to something similar to bring you under the enemies control.  That means Mutants, as well as Humans can be controlled by whats in that vial.  You want to work on it, that's fine, first we need a place, and Spider-Man just sent me images that show our enemy is on the move." He walks straight up to Magneto, jaw set, eyes dark.  "Until we find a cure, anyone who fights on the side of Apocalypse is an enemy, our rules of engagement are clear, hostility is to be met with lethal force.  For now we fall back to the Morlock Tunnels, if we're lucky I can pop open  a couple of caches I know about along the way.  Whoever knows the way, take point and keep your eyes open.  Otherwise, blasters towards the center, civilians in the center, powerhouses at front and back.  Fliers stay low and keep your eyes open.  Engage only if you must.  Spider-Man?"  Steve touched the earpiece as he called the wall crawler.  "Bring it on back son, we're falling back to the tunnels."  Turning he looked over at Streak.  "You, fella with the laser eyes, I don't know you, but you're acting like an ally, so for now I'm willing to consider you as such.  Welcome to the team, if you want to join up."