Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!
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				Title: <strong>Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 04:18:09</strong>
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				It was a morning like any other in the city, with the streets backed up by honking cars and the pavement flooded with the erratic march and babble of people. It was a city alive with activity and motion until a sudden, guttural, roar quietened the hustle and bustle of the local populace. Drivers poked their heads out from vehicle windows as others simply fell silent and glanced curiously in the direction of the ominous sound. Even with the portentous warning however nobody could be prepared for the large, sea-green, blur which came plummeting from the sky and smashing heavily into the centre of the street with an ear-piercing crack. The subsequent shockwave from the impact was enough for the thick tar to concave deeply, creating a jagged edge, while sending cars rolling outwards.<br><br>The screech of metal and screams of civilians swiftly pervaded the air as people scrambled to safety, all while bumping and trampling over their fellow citizens. "It's the hulk," some shrieked, only to elicit a dangerous snarl from the green-skinned beast which stood at the centre of the chaos. The creature found such comparisons to the Hulk beyond insulting. Unlike his nemesis, the Abomination's appearance was that much more monstrous, with his skin pulled taut over clearly visible muscle and sinew while his spine pierced the tough, bumpy, hide of his back in a deadly line of spikes. His bald head was adorned with two sunken, black, eyes and a mouth with rows of gnarled, pointy, teeth.<br><br>In a fit of rage Abomination roared, "Yes, scream and summon your new protectors, the Avengers! And once I've crushed them I want you to all remember the name Abomination!" Not one for words, the green monster decided to punctuate his point by charging straight down the middle of the road, swatting aside cars as if they were flies as he bounded toward his target; the hospital. If the Avengers didn't heed his call, he would cause enough damage until they did.<br><br>At this point, no matter where they were, three cards simultaneously activated with an incessant beeping. Each of these cards acted as both a symbol of the Avengers and a communication device, to summon their respective holders when needed. "Gamoran, Hyperion, Colossus, this is Stark! Abomination is creating havoc in the city and we need team two to respond! Sending you the directions now!" The card's original Avenger's symbol was quickly replaced by a map. "I'm currently occupied and SHIELD's too far out to be of any use, so it's all up to you. Iron Woman out!" The question now was if the Avengers would make it in time before Abomination was able to cause any real damage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 06:04:20</strong>
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				<hr>Hyperion Is Watching Over You<br><hr><br>Mark Milton tried to sleep. Sometimes it came easily to him and he managed to shut down for a respite from the world for a few brief hours. Sometimes he could not. The city screamed, and he knew that night would hold for him no comforts. There would be no dreams of a better world, a kinder life. There would be only the broken night, the artificial light of street lamps illuminating the streets and lights from businesses open casting their glare where the darkness should hold sway but was content to give up some measure of its reign. In other places the darkness ruled absolutely, and angels of better natures of those entrusted to enforce the law feared to tread. <br><br>The young alien rose from his bed, nude. He strode to the closet and drew on the uniform constructed for him. Like so much about him it was a thing of carefully constructed limits; if pushed beyond those limits it would fall apart. The outfit had been designed from a polymer that could withstand the stresses of Mark's top <em>observed</em> speed. He could fly faster, but the thin suit would be destroyed by the various forces acting upon it. Some days it bothered Mark that he was dishonest. Other days it did not. The common thread was that Mark loved his country . . . as much as it loved him. Every day this truth was constant and sharp. <br><br>It was midnight. A woman screamed. Six seconds later she screamed again as the group of thugs accosting her fell to the ground, unconscious, suffering from numerous contusions. A driver a fell asleep at the wheel and lost control of his vehicle, swerving over the dividing line and into the path of an oncoming truck. The trucker was slow to react due to weariness, and pulled on his horn. Seconds before both vehicles collided an unseen force lifted them from the street and set them aside, apart from one another. Neither driver was injured. Across town a group of mafiosos met with a gang to sell laser pistols and collect a take of drug sales. There was a bright flash of violet light, and the money was burnt into ashes and the laser weapons melted into slag. The criminals drew their weapons, and in a blur their trigger fingers were broken as their weapons were brutally wrenched from their hands and discarded, twisted into unusable shapes. Shortly afterwards they were all knocked unconscious and the police alerted, sufficient evidence of wrong-doing left intact to make some charge stick. <br><br>And so it went for hours, until dawn broke.<br><br>Dawn found Mark in the upper atmosphere. He simply needed respite. He needed an end to all of the people crying out for a saviour, for some transcendental being to come and save them from the human condition and the systems constructed to keep them suffering. <br><br>Mark held his hand out, and let it pass before his vision. The blue and green orb, with its swirls of white, was hidden by the flesh of his hand. With unconscious ease that came to him so naturally in a way that he could not put it into words, Mark saw through his skin, and saw the muscle beneath. And then through muscle, and at the bone. And then through the bone to see the Earth once more. In a split-second his flesh once more became a barrier to perception and he slowly returned it to his side. Mark turned his head ever so slightly, and looked off into space. He looked at distant stars, straining the limits of his vision. For what, even he did not know. The time when he searched for his home planet amidst far off stars or hoped to find evidence of his people somewhere within the Sol system was passed. <br><br>The began to function, but in space the noises it made could not truly be perceived as such. Nevertheless, Mark discerned the message in other ways, perceiving the signal that was transmitted and received by the card, and how its mechanisms sought to project them. The young alien looked down upon the Earth, and considered all too briefly not going. He considered flying, as fast as possible, out into the black. But the trained side of Mark's nature would not let him. The doubt in him would not let him. This sort of thing was, after all, all he knew how to do. And he was good at it. <br><br>Mark flew towards Earth, making re-entry. Sounds flooded in as he entered atmosphere, billions of distinct sounds all clamouring for attention. He filtered it out. He focused. Then the Abomination's words and antics were there, guiding Mark to the exact location. <br><br>As the Abomination charged, the cars swatted into the Earth began to seemingly teleport from their physics-dictated positions in the air to the ground. All were set down upon their wheels, passengers unharmed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 23:28:11</strong>
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				Fibers tightened visible beneath her muscular arms.&nbsp; Sinew was drawn tight so that her muscles were drawn to the surface, to swell with obvious distension over her arms and then body.&nbsp; Weights rattled in fear for being lifted upward from the world below.&nbsp; Slowly she hoisted them upward to maximize their effect on her body.&nbsp; The purpose was not simply to be stronger; but to be stronger for longer and to sculpt.&nbsp; Somehow she still hoped that her fate might be that of a man, the larger the better.&nbsp; The years had taught Caroline the opposite for women, but still she tried.&nbsp; Anything to find a moment of respite.&nbsp; Then she exhaled and lowered the weights back to previous place while something chirped from her duffel bag.<br><br>That chirping caused a pain in her chest.&nbsp; A moment of anxiety as her mind recalled what to do about the noise.&nbsp; Someone was calling for help, somewhere people were in danger with her as their chosen defender.&nbsp; Poor people.&nbsp; To depend on a person that couldn’t even repel bullies from her life.&nbsp; Self-pity might be in her mind, but not her nature.&nbsp; So she lifted up the device, glancing around to see if others watched.&nbsp; Finding herself alone, Caroline listened to the message with an audible swallow of her fear.&nbsp; The location was a good distance.&nbsp; Hopefully the bus would run that far.&nbsp; Gently she stuffed the device back into her bag. Possession in order she made a run for the front of the school, to locate the bus stop to take her to the destruction.<br><br>Painfully she waited while the bus made its way toward the area.&nbsp; Already warnings had come up so that the driver would not drive near enough to the devastation for her liking.&nbsp; &nbsp;Soon Caroline was trotting on foot, feeling the burn of the mornings workout in her legs and arms.&nbsp; Around her people ran away, screaming a warning to her as she went toward the accident.&nbsp; Perhaps they thought her a lost jogger or simply a madwoman.&nbsp; Either way was inconsequential to her.&nbsp; Screeching metal struck her ears along with the more terrified screams of those actually in danger.&nbsp; Anger began to warm in her stomach with the anxiety of her nerves.&nbsp; Eyes locked onto the massive frame and something primal triggered inside her mind.&nbsp; Abomination was nothing more than the football players and the cheerleaders from a few days ago.&nbsp; Nothing more than someone larger causing havoc to get his desire.<br><br>Immediately she slipped out of her shoes, fingers tugging socks from her feet.&nbsp; The scene slightly comical while she moved about on a single foot to accomplish the task.&nbsp; Trial and error had informed her of what happened to her shoes when she began the transformation.&nbsp; Duffel bag set aside, Caroline began to draw on the coldness of her skin.&nbsp; Flickers of light glinted off her body then.&nbsp; Coolness swept downward and then upward from her center.&nbsp; Relief soon to follow while her flesh glittered to life and became something far more than normal.&nbsp; Steel replaced the fragile covering of her body, sinking down into her to coat the length of sinew and bone that made up her body.&nbsp; Caroline felt the power resonate inside her.&nbsp; She felt the strength of this body grow to exponential levels.&nbsp; A growl tore through her throat as some instinct part of her brain flexed her fingers.&nbsp; Digits of metallic flesh coiled around the ridge of a metal trash can.&nbsp; <br><br>One arm hoisted the can from the ground.&nbsp; Her other hand coming up to lift the object high above her head.&nbsp; Like a large bullet the trashcan flew with precision and power to strike the rampaging creature.&nbsp; Caroline could better take the damage than the people here.&nbsp; She could withstand the pain even better than the city walls and streets.&nbsp; Let the beast come for her then rather than those around her.&nbsp; When the object struck him, she did not run.&nbsp; Caroline did not move from her spot, fixed like a metal statue to the sidewalk.&nbsp; Light glistened along her distinctly feminine frame encased in metal.&nbsp; A strip of cloth at her chest proclaimed Gold’s Gym while the one at her waist remained absent of a logo except for the word “Pink” across her bottom.&nbsp; A sight was taken for the punishment the creature would soon give her, but she accepted the future with resignation.<br><br>Her eyes glanced to the side as she noticed the car flickering from their places.&nbsp; Something fast moved amongst them to brush them aside, to securely place them somewhere less painful.&nbsp; There was a feeling of comfort in not being alone.&nbsp; A solace that came from the idea that her team may be there to support her.&nbsp; Tilting her head to the side she felt the dull pop of her neck.&nbsp; A fist collided with an open palm while Abomination roared before her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 03:30:09</strong>
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				Gamoran had been aboard the Starjammer, conversing with Ch'od and Raza about his first day at the school when the alarm lit up his Avengers ID card.&nbsp; He glanced down and tilted his head.&nbsp; Luckily he was already in uniform... skintight pants of a dark green mesh with matching boots and arm bracers, leaving his well muscled chest bared, the sheathed shortsword known as 'Godslayer' at his side.&nbsp; The weapon was indestructible as far as he knew and more than capable of cutting, possibly killing beings of unbelievable godlike power.&nbsp; In the hands of one as skilled as he, well... he was certain that few could stand up to the most dangerous man in the universe.&nbsp; He glanced at Raza and arched a brow as Stark's voice chimed through the card.<br><br><strong>"Do any of you know where that is?"</strong><br><br><strong>"I do.&nbsp; We'll get you there in no time... but in the future you'll have to find your own ride.&nbsp; We're not a taxi service."</strong><br><br>The voice came from Captain Corsair, who offered a wink and a wry smile, which Gamoran had come to mean he was only half serious.&nbsp; He offered a smile to the Captain.<br><br><strong>"Thank you, Corsair.&nbsp; I'll find some way."</strong><br><br>Corsair nodded and barked the orders for the ship to take off in stealth mode.&nbsp; The Starjammer may have been unable to leave Earth's atmosphere for the time being, but they could go anywhere on the planet in minutes.&nbsp; The ship rumbled and soon was in the air... the Shi'ar cloaking device making the ship undetectable by Terran technology as well as the naked eye.&nbsp; Gamoran was shown to the landing bay and before he knew it the bay door opened to reveal that they were over the city... the sounds and sights of carnage seen not 100 yards below as the Abomination tore through the streets.&nbsp; Ch'od slapped him on the back and grinned, his reptilian mouth filled with sharp teeth.<br><br><strong>"Have a glorious battle, my friend."</strong><br><br>Gamoran grinned back at him, giving the 'thumbs up' that he had learned from Corsair and then jumped.&nbsp; It was a long way down, he noted, but he was not afraid.&nbsp; As he plummeted, he saw a blur take shape as Hyperion set some of the cars down that had been tossed aside, as well as the gleaming appearance of Colossus as she threw a metallic object at the monster and looked menacing.&nbsp; Good, his teammates were already there.&nbsp; He didn't have a whole lot more time to act as the ground came rushing up to meet him... he twisted his body at just the last moment, landing crouched behind the sickly green monster, the concrete cracking with the impact.&nbsp; Godslayer was already drawn when he hit... his own superhuman strength and endurance allowing him to not only survive the impact but to land with grace and minimal noise.&nbsp; Not that much could be heard over the bellowing of the monster.&nbsp; His eyes narrowed and as soon as he touched down, his blade flickered out, trying to deeply cut the beast's hamstrings with one swipe.&nbsp; He wasn't one for dramatics... the job needed to get done and needed to get done as efficiently as possible.&nbsp; No killing... he got that.&nbsp; He didn't like it but he got that.&nbsp; The monster would hopefully be disabled long enough for his teammates to finish the job.&nbsp; No sooner than his blade flickered out, Gamoran backflipped back about thirty feet, hopefully out of harm's way.&nbsp; If Gamoran was unscathed at that point, he smirked... speaking calmly in a crouch, Godslayer behind him, ready for more action.<br><br><strong>"By the cosmos... you're uglier than a Dire Wraith on a bad day"...</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 17:54:01</strong>
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				The trashcan hit the Abomination like a swift flying pebble, achieving naught but a mild (if stinging) annoyance. It bounced off harmlessly to the side as the green monster halted his senseless rampage and instead whirled around to face this person who dared to hurl bins at him. His lips were curled into a nasty snarl, baring all his jagged teeth, while his fists clenched and unclenched readily. Before him stood a woman of pure steel, the morning sun glinting off the hardened swells of her muscles as she prepared herself for the inevitable. She appeared cocky in her manner and gestures, an attitude problem the Abomination would rectify by stomping her until she resembled the trashcan which had been used to get his attention; a crumpled heap of metal. His black eyes bore into her as he lowered his body in preparation to charge, with his single-track mind leaving him almost completely unaware of the lessened damage and death (or the zipping figure responsible for the economical outcome).<br><br>"You've just made a big mis-," the Abomination cut his sentence short with a pained howl as a piercing sting suddenly shot up from his legs. With a heavy grunt of surprise he stumbled forward before twisting his head back to see what manner of creature, or weapon, could cut his impenetrable hide. His black eyes widened in shock at the sight of the slender, green-skinned, being before shifting into a piercing glower. He barely acknowledged the insult, having come to terms with the exchange of appearance for power a long time ago. The real insult was that such a pea would actually have the gall to cut him. Nobody was stronger than the Abomination, not S.H.I.E.L.D, not the Avengers, not the Hulk and certainly not some mutant pretty-boy with an apparent penchant for fencing. <br><br>With a throaty growl, he turned to face the small man as the armour-skinned woman almost faded from memory. The gash across his legs was quickly healing but the insult remained. Emily Bronsky, once an experienced soldier, may now be a hulking beast of strength and power but he retained enough from his previous life to know how sometimes that wasn't enough. The "mutant" before him looked like he might have the advantage of being limber but the Abomination had faced similar enemies before. If he wanted to dodge and weave, then Bronsky would simply give him something that wasn't so easy to evade as a fist. With a grim smirk the Abomination drew back his muscular arms before driving them together with an eardrum shattering CLAP. The force which emanated from the strike was enough to cause the road in front of him to crack and shake as the invisible, wide-sweeping, punch, sped toward Gamoran.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 03:53:19</strong>
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				<hr>Mark Milton on crowd control.<br><hr><br>When the last car was put down, Mark paused in flight and turned his head. There was a problem with the hospital evacuation: there was no path. The traffic was gridlocked by abandoned cars left by panicked drivers. Then he looked over at the fight. The others would just have to handle it. They would have to be capable if they were to be part of the Avengers program. Moving at a speed that the naked eye could not likely perceive, Mark flew over the hospital and to the other side, clearing a path at speed. He lifted cars, trucks, and other abandoned vehicles with the ease of a child moving around coloured blocks, forming a central corridor for whatever emergency vehicles were tasked with taking the patients and hospital personnel out of the building to go to and from. <br><br>It was not so easy, though. <br><br>Mark had to pause as he heard an elderly man collapse and the sound of his heartbeat cease; the terror of the situation causing him to suffer a heart attack. The young alien flew to the old man, and carried him to a paramedic team waiting outside the police cordon. It was not ideal, because Mark had to fly all too slowly. The human body simply could not endure what Mark Milton could endure. Even as a babe in arms it would have taken a strong, dedicated man hours to bash Mark's skull in. Now . . . he could survive an atomic blast and SHIELD's best and brightest were hard pressed to find a way to destroy him (and they certainly worked at it: Mark knew very well the purpose to Project Eclipse). And so when he touched down and explained the situation to the paramedics in brief, Mark was relieved at the competency of the paramedics - who spared no time communicating to the alien, but went to work - and to be able to move at some speed again. <br><br>He had a path mostly cleared when the sound of breaking glass came to his ears. Mark focused upon it, and then frowned. Several men were discussing looting a convenience store and leaving the attendant. There was a single voice of reason, while two others said that they could take the contents of the cash register and various junk foods consequence free. One employed patently ludicrous legal reasoning with no basis in actual law, while the other proposed that others would soon take advantage of the situation to commit larger crime and their theft would be so petty as to be ignored. Mark found it depressing.<br><br>"You all need to clear the area." Mark said as he seemed to appear from thin air behind them. He hovered six feet off the air, arms crossed over his chest and a deep frown upon his face. To underscore that they ought to listen to him, Mark allowed his eyes to glow with the bright, violet energies of his flash vision. The three men took the hint and ran, spooked by the inhuman display and the unstated threat of total annihilation. Mark let the energy fade away and looked at the convenience store employee. He did not see any broken bones or internal bleeding, but did not possess sufficient medical knowledge to know whether moving him would be safe. Mark decided it was more prudent to move him, in case the battle with the Abomination caused sufficient collateral damage as to bring the structure down. It was not inconceivable - Mark had done worse in other places with less effort.<br><br>So he took to the air again, moving at what felt - to him - excruciating slowness made all the more vexing by the urgency of the situation.
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				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 10:09:03</strong>
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				Fear touched her body when the creature’s gaze was on her.&nbsp; Creature was the only word to describe the hulking frame before her.&nbsp; That word alone not even able to comprehend the power resonating from before her, but that was all she had to make the comparison.&nbsp; Like steel cable her muscles tightened in anticipation for the collision, muscles bulged from beneath their metal covering.&nbsp; Untested, unknown her list of untried capabilities tickled the back of her mind.&nbsp; Could she truly withstand this onslaught?&nbsp; Was her power enough to take the strike from a figure that caused such destruction?<br><br>Then the green figure of her teammate struck home.&nbsp; Confidence resonated from his every movement.&nbsp; A warrior breed and true, he did not hesitate to leap into the action.&nbsp; He risked his life on entry and Caroline knew in her heart she could not do the same.&nbsp; Beside her she felt the air from Hyperion, felt the strength of him as he bent his will to protecting the people around them from the havoc to come.&nbsp; He was relying on her and Gamoran to win this fight.&nbsp; Just as Gamoran would be relying on her to help him, to put this creature into the earth.&nbsp; Bare feet pushed to the ground to propel her forward at a frightening pace.&nbsp; Like a train her body lurched forward, momentum powered behind her while her gaze focused on the backside before her.<br><br>Caroline saw Abomination’s muscles ripple to life.&nbsp; Her own metallic frame shifting as he did the same, positioning herself to deliver a blow to match the one he intended to craft.&nbsp; When the boom of his strike went off she was already pushed into the air behind him.&nbsp; Muscles of metal worked in unison to lift her hands above her head.&nbsp; Back arched to build even more power, utilizing the tiny muscles there when her body bent forwards to drive her hands downward.&nbsp; A pair of fists united into one powerful force.&nbsp; The muscles of her body building the force to drive downward to a single point at her hands.&nbsp; Eyes kept their focus on his spine, driving the mallet of her hand downward to his bone.&nbsp; Feet sank down to anchor against him as best as possible.&nbsp; <br><br>The creature’s lapse in turning his back to her was going to be taken at full advantage.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 22:22:30</strong>
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				Gamoran knew he had just gotten the creature's full attention and that wasn't necessarily a good thing.&nbsp; He knew though that he could probably deal with anything the big clumsy oaf could throw at him.&nbsp; Then he noticed the creature's legs healing very rapidly... it regenerated.&nbsp; Great.&nbsp; He sighed inwardly and thought that the fight had just become that much harder.&nbsp; It was funny, though... he wouldn't have it any other way.&nbsp; He noticed his teammate Colossus was about to lay into the Abomination from behind, taking advantage of his lack of attention and that Hyperion was working on crowd control.&nbsp; It seemed his teammates knew how to work well in a team after all.&nbsp; This was going well.&nbsp; Then the creature clapped and sent forth a shockwave that Gamoran certainly was not expecting.&nbsp; Cybernetic ear implants more advanced than anything Reed Richards, Tanya Stark and Victor Von Doom together could hope to have built protected him from going deaf, but the wave of force sent the hapless alien flying back into several empty cars, severely denting them on impact as he skipped like a stone on water.&nbsp; He almost lost Godslayer as it flew back along with him, but in midair he managed to grab it again and hold on tight.&nbsp; He&nbsp; twisted at the last moment to land in a crouch, his feet causing deep trenches as he skidded back about another 15 feet, just short of slamming into a building.&nbsp; He narrowed his eyes... diving behind a car to wait for the creature's attention to be focused on Colossus.&nbsp; He would use his considerable stealth skills to sneak back up on the Abomination and begin the battle anew.&nbsp; He wouldn't fall for the same tactic twice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 11:41:08</strong>
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				Colossus's well-aimed strike was followed by a gruesome crack and a horrendous yowl from the Abomination. The creature immediately whirled around in an attempt to dislodge the steel-skinned offender, with the sudden turn bringing with it a vicious backhand. The monster didn't stop there however as he immediately launched into a frenzied attack with the pain only spurring him on. He started by charging back-first into a wall, with his arms and fists wildly swinging, before staggering forward into a car, pummelling it into two. The area was soon filled with the sounds of crunching metal and concrete as he pinballed about the street, kicking and punching with wild abandon as he attempted to drown out the pain in pure, seething, rage.&nbsp; "You insignificant gnat," he roared, "I will crush you!" By this time the Abomination wasn't even certain of Colossus's whereabouts, or if she was even on his back anymore.<br><br>He finally slowed to get a bearing on his situation, with his wrecking-ball fists clenched tightly as his glaring gaze scanned the area. He'd gotten past underestimating his opponents and was now ready to fight on even terms, with no more posturing, or chest beating. Even if he did spot Colossus, he remained wary of his back as he quickly noticed the missing green man. With an angry grunt he marched over to the car he'd torn in two before punching his fist easily into the one half, wedging it in deeply so that when he lifted it part of the vehicle stuck to his arm. He then reached out for a nearby streetlamp and easily ripped it from its base. The ogre now stood with a makeshift shield and lance, ready to strike at the first enemy he saw.
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				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 16:48:26</strong>
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				Legs tightened at his midsection when he spun around.&nbsp; The rage of the creature forced her to abandon hope of a follow through with her strike.&nbsp; Such power and anger demanded that she focus instead on the security of her perch.&nbsp; Steel clenched onto his flesh, dug down into the meat until she drew blood for her efforts.&nbsp; Teeth ground down against each other while she set herself to the hold.&nbsp; Colossus moved past the swirling red of the figure below her, looked passed the pain that erupted when he slammed her back into the wall.&nbsp; Caught between a tower of muscle and the concrete there was only the option of holding onto his body.&nbsp; Behind her the wall collapsed beneath her immovable frame and his power.&nbsp; <br><br>While he rampaged she clung.&nbsp; Yet her grip was not enough beneath the onslaught.&nbsp; Her body fell away as he shifted and tore through the street.&nbsp; A clank was heard as she collided with the street below.&nbsp; The sound was faint beneath his fury.&nbsp; Caroline rolled away from the spot where she fell, her body sliding beneath a car to hide from his fists.&nbsp; She was still unsure of her abilities.&nbsp; The extent of the damage unknown until she took a moment to assess herself and found herself relatively unharmed.&nbsp; Even the crush of her body between him in the wall left her unscathed.&nbsp; Silently she hoped her companion was in a similar situation.&nbsp; She had seen his body fly away.&nbsp; The sting of the failure to protect him hurt, but she would have time later to beat herself up.<br><br>Instead she dug her hands into the bottom of the car above her.&nbsp; Metallic biceps bulged as she lifted the vehicle with hope that the person had insurance.&nbsp; Metal screeched and rubber left the street while she rose with the car perched atop her.&nbsp; Hands tightened so that she manipulated the car in her impossibly strong grasp.&nbsp; Metal bent to her will so that she forced hand holds inside the frame.&nbsp; Then she charged forward under the protection of the canopy.&nbsp; In her mind she knew that the car offered little protection at least when compared to her metallic flesh.&nbsp; Yet the purpose was not defense, but offense as the car slammed home against him.&nbsp; Legs braced back against the strength to lift the car upward and force the Abomination’s own weapons up.&nbsp; Then she let go, to shoulder beneath the car.&nbsp; Her strength and steel body let the vehicle move away without her feeling the weight.<br><br>Now she focused on slamming into the inner part of his knee.&nbsp; Like a battering ram she pressed her attack into that tender joint.&nbsp; Arms immediately turned to wrap around his grotesque leg after her initial slam of shoulder to flesh and bone.&nbsp; Legs braced and her body tensed against the weight of him.&nbsp; Like a wrestler she gripped the limb he supported his body with and hoisted upward to throw him off balance.&nbsp; The hope was to bring him to his stomach, to engage him on the ground in a contest of strength.&nbsp; Colossus was not certain who would win, but she knew he could do less damage if taken to the ground in such a fashion.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 05:12:17</strong>
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				Mark heard the chaos of the ensuing battle, but it did not make him waver in his purpose. When he finally arrived he waited only long enough for a paramedic to take the unconscious man, and then he was off again into the air. He focused upon clearing a path, even though he could hear wails for aid. The pleas touched Mark in a way that physical harm could not. It was an effort of will to ignore the erratic or fading heartbeats, but it was simply the case that he could not save them all. There was someone in the building that the Abomination had crashed into who was pinned beneath a heavy bookcase with at least one bone broken, but at the moment it was more pressing to get the path clear.<br><br>After precious time slipped away, it was done. The emergency response teams were coordinating the hospital evacuation; commandeered buses were taking away patients, equipment, and personnel. Mark watched, only for a moment, to see that his work had been done right. Seeing that it was, he flew over to the battlefield. He watched, with superhumanly keen eyes, the engagement between Colossus and Abomination. His great senses helped him to find Gamoran, hidden behind a car. The alien hovered in mid-air, waiting for an appropriate time to join the melee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 05:34:59</strong>
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				Gamoran had dropped, using stealth techniques honed by training with some of the most effective assassins in the galaxies and made his way car by car toward the large creature who seemed to think that sword and board techniques would help him against a combatant of his caliber.&nbsp; Godslayer was sheathed at his side and as he swiftly moved from cover to cover his footfalls made not a sound.&nbsp; The ninja of this world had nothing on this would-be intergalactic assassin, now thrust into a role as a protector of the innocent.&nbsp; Closer and closer he got... he could hear the battle between Colossus and the creature as it reached a fevered pitch.&nbsp; He wondered just how much punishment her metal body could take and whether Godslayer could cut her metallic flesh.&nbsp; He wondered if she had internal organs or any other vulnerable areas.&nbsp; He pushed that slightly morbid thought out of his head, focusing on the task at hand.&nbsp; <strong><em>Come on, Gamoran... she's your teammate.&nbsp; Stop wondering how best to kill your allies.</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><br>He was close now.&nbsp; He could hear the sound of the creature's rage.&nbsp; He hoped they could exploit that anger since it usually caused one to make careless mistakes.&nbsp; He waited... watching from his hiding spot behind one of the toppled cars.&nbsp; He saw Hyperion hovering in the air across the way and Colossus trying to slam the beast onto it's front.&nbsp; He saw an opening... there.&nbsp; Moving swiftly he appeared as though from out of nowhere to mundane senses... silent and deadly.&nbsp; Though as he leaped up behind the Abomination, he did not draw his blade, instead opting to attempt a nerve strike, his outstretched fingers forcibly jabbing at a specific spot on the creature's spine.&nbsp; Whether it worked or not was not a given... he was still mastering his pressure point techniques.&nbsp; If it did work, however, that strike would temporarily paralyze the creature's body, despite it's great power and tough hide.&nbsp; He prayed his training was not all for naught in this case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 05:06:59</strong>
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				The creaking of metal swiftly drew the beast's attention to the rising car, just in time to see it being charged forward in a low swing upward; successfully catching him under his arms and weapons. Despite the early success of Colossus's attack, a brief but devious glimmer crossed the monster's black gaze as his features took on an amused shark-like grin. He wasn't going to miss this chance to repay the steel-clad Avenger for the audacious pummelling she gave his spine.<br><br>The Abomination's improvised armaments weren't so much forced up as allowed, with his considerable biceps flexing powerfully as his arms gathered the necessary momentum from Colossus's first push. And as they finally reached their peak, like the snap of a stretched rubber band, the monster brought his wrecking ball fists down in a brutal, crushing, blow. The area shuddered violently as the vehicle crashed into the ground, practically against the creature's muscular legs, only for it to crinkle as if built from tinfoil as it was forced between his thick, meaty, arms and the ruined street. The monster gave a gnarly-toothed smirk as the dust settled from his counter, only to suddenly wince as the cloud of adrenaline dissipated and revealed a painful throbbing from his leg. Blonsky hadn't even noticed the attempt to force him onto his belly but the initial strike had certainly left its mark.<br><br>Ignorant of whether the armoured foe had managed to duck away in time - with a shooting pain from his knee being the only hint that she'd been there at all - Emil instead returned his attention to the "mutant". Unfortunately, the light-footed Gamoran's precisely placed jab had only served to alert the monster to his presence, with the dull tingling sensation creating a wave of nostalgia for the Yugoslavian as he was reminded of the conditioning techniques his human form had once been forced to endure. "Ha, that tickles," he barked loudly with amusement as he swung the arm which held the pole over his head before swiftly swiping the metal rod across his back, attempting to scratch the itch that was the green alien. Without ensuring his attempt to dislodge the "mutant" was a success or taking his eye off the wreckage of the car which he hoped Colossus to be under, Emil jumped back-first into a nearby wall, hoping to place both his opponents firmly in sight rather than fall victim to another sneak attack.<br><br>The Abomination gritted his teeth as a pained huff escaped his maw, with the attack by Colossus manifesting itself in a visible limp as he positioned himself. The monster was breathing more heavily now with small splatters of blood and deep purple bruises adorning his hide. Emil would be lying if he said the fight wasn't proving difficult but it still couldn't compare to the brief, vicious, tussles he often had with the Hulk. "C'mon Blonsky, your mission's almost done," he muttered to himself in a low growl as his gaze briefly flickered to a hovering Mark. The Abomination couldn't be sure how long the Avenger had been there but decided to test his luck by ignoring the newcomer for now and focusing instead on Gamoran and Colossus. His muscles flexed readily as he prepared himself. The Abomination might not be able to take them all on but he was hoping to absolutely destroy at least one in his next attack.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 04:34:16</strong>
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				The flying alien remained in place. He might have intervened, if not for the Abomination's mutterings about a plan. So instead of joining the melee (or ending by flying the Abomination out of atmosphere and leaving him on the moon, perhaps), the young man closed his eyes and listened. He extended his hearing as far as possible, using a mind that could process information at several times human speed to search for anything that might be amiss. Perhaps a group of cronies committing a theft, or the tell-tale tick-tock of a bomb. Anything. Everything. It would be very hard to hide anything from Mark if he put his mind to it. And right now, he did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 21:11:51</strong>
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				Gamoran frowned as his nerve strike didn't seem to work.&nbsp; He would have to keep training it seemed.&nbsp; He knew those techniques were more than capable of affecting large superhuman beings if he hit them just right... he had done so in the past.&nbsp; He saw the massive arm of the Abomination swing back to attempt to swat him away... battle instincts kicking in as he nimbly dodged the attack, flipping up in a stunning feat of agility to land on the creature's shoulders, his blade out in a flash, held menacingly at his foe's throat.&nbsp; The blade seemed to glow in anticipation of a killing slice and Gamoran smiled as he spoke calmly.<br><br><strong>"This blade is called Godslayer.&nbsp; It has ended the life of beings far more powerful than yourself, monster.&nbsp; You will stand down and allow yourself to be taken into custody by S.H.I.E.L.D. or we will see if your ability to regenerate will save you from decapitation.&nbsp; I must admit I am curious about it myself, so I really hope you make a foolish choice.&nbsp; Should you move to attack me, my allies, or anyone else we'll test that theory immediately."</strong><br><br>Gamoran's voice did not waver... however he played at the superhero game, he was trained as an assassin first and foremost.&nbsp; He was not bluffing.&nbsp; If the creature made any offensive move, Godslayer would attempt to claim it's first Terran victim.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Team Two Respond, Stat!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 10:02:02</strong>
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				The pain was there.&nbsp; Caroline hadn’t truly felt pain from another person in a long time.&nbsp; Metal bands along her backside felt as if they would bend to a breaking point.&nbsp; Energy from the impact of his meaty fists into her body vibrated through her as if threatening to tear her asunder.&nbsp; Teeth gritted together while her eyes screwed shut from the pain.&nbsp; Part of her wanted to cry out for the pain but her mind knew better than to give him that much.&nbsp; Instead she kept her grip fast on him.&nbsp; Then he lifted from her to turn his attention elsewhere.&nbsp; Caroline stumbled a bit from the crater she occupied now.&nbsp; Her legs had not buckled beneath the pressure of his strike but instead remained firm so that everything dissipated outward to tear apart the street.&nbsp; <br><br>When the dust settled and her companion landed nearby, she lifted her legs from the rubble.&nbsp; Muscles flexed beneath the sunlight, highlighted even more for their reflective nature.&nbsp; Power rippled down her body as she pushed out from the hole and came to stand beside her companion.&nbsp; A roll of her shoulders sent a shudder down her spine along with a crackle of bone.&nbsp; Along her shoulder the flimsy material of her shirt popped so that one half hung down.&nbsp; Somehow she would have to get something more resistant to the damage than just plain cotton.&nbsp; Arms tightened and flexed inward as she relished in the pain, let it fuel her temper further.&nbsp; Cold eyes flashed forward to the Abomination before her and her teeth pressed together in the first sign of anger any might have seen her make.<br><br>Things certainly felt different when the damage was real.<br>
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