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herrcolonel from The F23 HYDRA Base Since: Jan, 2014 Relationship Status: On the prowl
#101: Feb 17th 2014 at 6:58:46 PM

Schmidt was perched near the scene of the unfolding crime, viewing the feed of events through a small lens embedded in his glasses. As Bucky felled one of the soldiers for good, Schmidt cursed under his breath, letting out a long string of German expletives. Then he was silent, rubbing the bridge of his nose, eyes closed.

One of the agents piped up in his earpiece. "Sir?"

"Disregard the German." No matter; a team of translators were probably on it already. All they would find was an assortment of colorful insults in the Kommandant's native tongue. "Rescue the bodies, if you can, after the fight. For now, get them out of the way. I am coming."

He signed out and stood up, making his way down the flight of stairs. The click of his boots echoed in the empty stairwell, and a solid door thudded shut behind him as he exited the building. He had chosen to dress simply, in his usual jackboots, uniform, and a leather coat that would not obstruct his movement. He would need every advantage he could find for this fight.

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#102: Feb 17th 2014 at 8:28:18 PM

-I think I'll place my bets on Deathstroke, then- sent Bugg. the search turned up results. Hydra... 40's and 60's. The past comes back to haunt us.

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#103: Feb 18th 2014 at 4:18:04 PM

As the situation started to spiral out of control, and Patrickson refused to get out the car, there came the sound of sirens and flashes of red and blue from up the road.

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The older officer stared, paralysed with fear. "...Uh...sure, yeah, we c-"

They were suddenly interrupted by a crackle on the radio. The younger office quickly opened the door and fished out the communicator, listening in. "Roger that. We're on our way now." He turned to the others. "It's him, it's Patrickson!"

"Him already?! We gotta move, now!"

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#104: Feb 18th 2014 at 4:21:56 PM

At the sound of the sirens, Winter Soldier raised his gaze from brawling with HYDRA guys, turning his attention away to call out, only halfway paying attention to the agent he was currently pistol-whipping. "Deathstroke! There are too many and we do not have time!"

edited 18th Feb '14 4:42:52 PM by MystyGlyttyr

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#105: Feb 18th 2014 at 4:30:26 PM

Silvermane swore as he heard the sound of sirens. Soon enough, all the roaches were going to scatter, and he'd have no leads as to who tried to blow him up.

"Time to make an opening in Slade's schedule." He muttered, whipping out his Colt 357 Magnum and blowing the brains out of a HYDRA agent less than a foot away from Deathstroke. "Wilson!" He shouted over the fray, "I think I just freed up your day planner for the next few hours!" He then jerked his head in the direction the sirens were coming from "And you probably don't wanna hang around here too much longer."

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herrcolonel from The F23 HYDRA Base Since: Jan, 2014 Relationship Status: On the prowl
#106: Feb 18th 2014 at 4:52:36 PM

It was Schmidt's turn to join the fray. He flicked off the display screen on the glasses as he neared the area, to avoid any potential distractions from the task at hand. HYDRA agents were still darting around, retrieving their fallen comrades and piling the bodies in an undignified fashion near the sidewalk. The other agents still surrounded Deathstroke and Barnes, doing their damnedest to separate the two and let Schmidt sweep in between them.

Schmidt, contrary to the onlookers' probable suppositions, was not hopelessly stuck in the past, willing to dress his agents in obsolete and recognizable uniforms while sending them to a potential death in pursuit of a master assassin. Instead, the outfits had been carefully chosen, since Schmidt hoped that the sight would trigger Bucky's memories of a time long past. A brief imprisonment in a HYDRA base and then a more personal acquaintance with Schmidt himself would be hard to forget, no matter how many layers of brainwashing had been implemented.

As a last step, Schmidt paused and buckled his coat across his chest. Though it was free of most of the straps that his old coat had sported, which an enemy could grab in combat, it was unmistakably styled like the old one. Furthermore, the HYDRA insignia on the shoulders would make his affiliation clear.

It was a risk, but Schmidt had calculated it time and time again, preparing for this day. And someone else was distracting Deathstroke now, too. Sehr gut.

Now he emerged from around the corner of the building and hurled himself into the fight, iron-strong fingers closing around the Winter Soldier's non-metal shoulder with one hand, a tranquilizer hypodermic grasped firmly in the other and poised to jab it into Bucky's flesh.

edited 18th Feb '14 4:53:13 PM by herrcolonel

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#107: Feb 18th 2014 at 5:31:06 PM

Winter Soldier's gaze was still on Deathstroke, despite his every action against the goons surrounding him showing he was fully aware of his surroundings and still capable of beating away these goons.

However, he seemed pretty clearly surprised when someone strong grabbed him from behind, but his reaction was immediate, grabbing at his knife with his free arm and immediately swirling to aim the weapon squarely at the head of whoever dared to come up and attack him.

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#108: Feb 18th 2014 at 5:51:39 PM

Anarky stopped his 'chat' with Bugg momentarily to ponder Hydra's presence in Hub City. If they turned out to be an outfit similar to, say, The Hive, it might interrupt his plans for the city more than any of the superhumans currently fighting on the streets would. He would definitely need to research them better...

And then Silvermane and Red Skull -not that he recognized either of them- suddenly joined the brawl as well, apparently more interested on Deathstroke and his partner than on Robertson. Curioser and curioser...

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#109: Feb 18th 2014 at 5:53:16 PM

Slade kicked the body of a HYDRA agent away, after his sword had pierced through his heart. Giving a slight nod to Silvermane, he rushed forward, jumping past the other agents to land on top of the limo, where he sheathed his swords. Without uttering a word, Slade pulled out five small daggers from his belt and sent them flying towards the agents' heads. Of course, blades couldn't do much to people wearing body armor... until miniscule boxes attached to the daggers activated, a good shock travelling from the dagger and through the agents' bodies. He would have to spend some time on his workshop to rebuild those.

That display of agility and aim ended with Slade pulling out his pistol and reloading his gun as he spun around, aiming them at the newest arrival: someone with a syringe in their hands. He waited until the man attempted to jab the syringe in Bucky's arm to start shooting at his hands. "Head to the roof!" He yelled to the Winter Soldier, as his aim went from the man's hand to his feet, trying to push him away.

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#110: Feb 18th 2014 at 5:57:45 PM

Silvermane watched the new arrival, Christ, how many were going to show up?, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. Leather coat, leather gloves, jackboots. He wondered if, whenever this man raised his shoulder, his arm stood straight out. Regardless, he followed Slade up to the roof like he suggested, hoping that his keeping pace wouldn't look too suspicious. Thankfully, he didn't do that goddamn walk while running.

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#111: Feb 18th 2014 at 6:18:54 PM

In a deft show of agility and marksmanship, Schmidt whipped his Tesseract-pistol from his pocket and fired off several shots at his assailants while simultaneously plunging the syringe deep into Bucky's arm. The effect of skill was negated, though, as his glasses slid from his nose, shattering on the pavement and the lenses crushing under one footstep. So much for that shatterproof glass.

Aside from sputtering an angry sentence in German, though, Schmidt was mostly unfazed; his eyesight was inherently fine, so the loss of his glasses meant limited communication, not a loss of vision. The sedative would begin to take effect on Bucky within a few minutes. In the meantime, he needed to fend off sprays of bullets, a sharp knife, and other assorted weapons that would probably soon be aimed at him, if the onlookers cared enough to join in this particular struggle.

HYDRA agents stepped in to counter Deathstroke's bullets with shots of Tesseract energy, and mostly succeeded; however, a stray shot ripped through the left shoulder of Johann's uniform, leaving a puncture in his coat and an injury substantial enough to make him visibly wince. He had trained himself long ago to accommodate pain, though, so he gritted his teeth and forged through the sharp ache. Now the shots were aimed at his feet, though, and he took the cue and struggled to forcibly drag Bucky away. Fighting with angry and strong Russians was just as miserably difficult as he remembered, though some corner of his mind still refused to acknowledge Bucky as the Winter Soldier.

No matter; Barnes wouldn't be the Soldier for much longer after HYDRA got hold of him.

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#112: Feb 18th 2014 at 6:32:36 PM

Winter Soldier barely responded when the needle hit his flesh, but one corner of his mind did immediately activate a timer. His and Slade's training had taught him a great deal about his susceptibility to such things, and he knew he had somewhere in the vicinity of five to ten minutes, depending on what exactly was in him, how much exertion he put forth in the time frame, and whether or not that was the last weapon in this guy's arsenal.

Two more things came to light nearly immediately...the guy now had a bullet wound in his shoulder, and he also had a startlingly powerful grip on Bucky's arm that he didn't seem to intend to release. When Slade called to him to head for the roof, he had immediately moved to try and bolt for it, only to get brought up instantly short when he didn't tear right out of the grasp of his attacker as he expected to.

Who the hell is this guy? he found himself wondering, swirling back at the man. He didn't outwardly look like much...a relatively normal-looking man in a peculiar leather uniform with that...symbol. What is that? Like an octopus or something but...not...

Christ, no, there wasn't time to ponder this, he had to go. Rather than keep trying to pull away, offer resistance that would take too much time, Bucky charged forward into him, shoving violently hard at the wounded shoulder, trying to use momentum against him and floor the man enough to break free. There needed to be space between here and wherever he ended up once whatever he'd been hit with started to work, and the more of it, the better.

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#113: Feb 18th 2014 at 6:46:48 PM

What were the HYDRA agents using? It was some kind of bullet— no, no, it was definitely energy, but not like anything he had ever seen before. Then again, he hadn't taken a look at many energy weapons. Finally, his clip was empty. Calculating the possible outcomes in his mind, Slade decided that there wasn't enough time for him to reload, and even if there were, these agents would just get in his way.

So Slade dropped the pistol, and in the time before it hit the roof of the car, he reached and pulled out his nunchucks, spinning it around for a second. Once the pistol hit the roof of the car once, Slade kicked it, sending it flying towards the man attacking the Winter Soldier, before he himself dove forward, attempting to hit him on the head with the nunchucks as hard as he could, trying to go for a knock out.

edited 18th Feb '14 6:46:59 PM by Stratofarius

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#114: Feb 18th 2014 at 7:53:10 PM

Well that was disappointing. Lobo always goes down so easy when he's getting annoyed, apparent with facing an expert martial artist and Deathstroke simultaneously. His way of throwing a tantrum she thought. Then Domino came up to the side of the limo is actually attempted to try and save Patrickson. Would probably ask for compensation for the save, but the audience loves it when a bad girl does good deed.

She should know. She was one of those bad girls.

Anyway, things were getting insanely hectic now with HYDRA setting its trap and the swarms of mooks rushing in, mostly trying to grab at Deathstroke and Winter Soldier. Soon the sounds of police sirens filled the air near the spectacle. Usually whenever the law enforcement were closing in, the action gets cranked up to a frantic level as there's an impending time limit to beat. This ran true as the Red Skull himself came down to try and capture Winter Soldier while he and the rest of the HYDRA mook began using their signature Tesseract energy weapons!

RS managed to gain a lucky shot on WS, stabbing him with a tranquilizer, but WS manages to push the ex-Nazi away as Slade came in for the rescue. Meanwhile, Silvermane revealed himself and attempting to speak with Deathstroke about who may have nearly whacked him. Already a potential side story arc in the making here! Love the foreshadowing so early in the show!

Meanwhile on the other side of town, that Harm kid seems to be gunning for Patrickson to, but instead as live bait to attract more competition to cut down. Looks to be one of those "king of the hill" type fighters, only fighting to prove his superiority and one of the few who looks he can back it up. Granted, a pair of piddly ass corrupt cops not make a good litmus, especially since all the other heavy hitters and unexpected upstarts to contend with. Whatever the outcome, the man will be perfect for the arena.....

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#115: Feb 18th 2014 at 8:08:43 PM

Schmidt was forced to give up his grasp on Bucky to fend off the assault from Slade, blindly discharging several bolts of Tesseract-power at his assailant. Too late; he winced as his shoulder was struck again, undoubtedly worsening the wound. He'd let it happen that way on purpose, though, turning that shoulder towards the blow and shielding his head instead, because in his experience it was faster to let his body heal one severe injury than deal with multiple, milder wounds. A quirk of his form of the serum, perhaps. He'd never looked too closely into it.

Soon enough he was back at the same task, though, keeping a close eye on Bucky and watching for weaknesses and failings as the sedative kicked in. It would be just a brief while longer; his metabolism could only fight the chemical for so long. He latched onto the supersoldier with the same intractable grasp as before, fingers digging into his collar.

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#116: Feb 18th 2014 at 8:25:17 PM

Winter Soldier stumbled at the onslaught going on around him, doing his best to duck and avoid the attacks Slade was launching at the man attacking him. By the time he realized he was loose, he wasn't anymore, and the man had a hand clenched in his uniform. That was the one downside to bullet-resistant fabric, it didn't lend itself to tearing away in critical moments.

"Get off me!" he snarled, trying once to yank his way loose, mentally ticking off a few more seconds of his clock on the drug. This was not a situation that leaded itself to a drawn-out battle. He was at enough of an arm's length that he couldn't punch or kick. Using leverage to try and throw the man over his shoulder only moved the anchor from a standing position to a laying position...that both didn't get him free, and took up more of the time he needed for escape. What he needed was something quick and relatively shocking that should still be painful enough to get the guy's steel fingers to open.

Bucky immediately twisted against his shirt, grabbing hold of his attacker's arm firmly in his metal hand while the other yanked off the mask over the lower part of his face, and with one quick lunge, he had his teeth buried in the man's arm, hoping that would do the trick.

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#117: Feb 18th 2014 at 8:30:25 PM

At the news, Harm barked out a laugh like a snapping twig. “Excellent.” Harm released the man’s hand and held his own up to the sky. His sword surged out of the fire, shedding its flaming outer shell as it cartwheeled through the air. It landed tip-first in his monstrous palm, orienting itself with its hilt toward the sky as it began to sink. The circle of fire began to die as soon as the sword was removed, and it dispersed entirely as Harm made a dramatic sweep with his arm, just as the hilt reached his palm. Harm clenched his fist, then unclenched, and the hilt was gone, along with any sign that his hand was anything but normal.

“Time is of the essence.” Harm said, walking over to the police car and climbing into the back. “Do everything Harm says, and the night will be leashed around the its’ wrists.” Harm closed the door.

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#118: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:04:59 PM

The Karate Kid watched in awe as Deathstroke and the Winter Soldier arrived, and all went to hell. What was supposed to be his debut in the superhero world became an all-out war between assassins and... he didn't know what these other people were, but they seemed dangerous.

At times like these, it was important to know when to retreat and when to admit that you failed, that it was time for you to go back home and train even more, because even with his abilities, Val knew that he couldn't amount to much next to these two.

So that's what he did. The Karate Kid disappeared in the shadows, climbing the building and standing on the rooftop to watch the tail end of this fight. He did not know there were others watching the fight from atop the rooftops... but he didn't plan on staying around for long, anyway.

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#119: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:12:29 PM

This got really chaotic around Domino really quickly all of a sudden. At first all she had to do was worry about the masked guy with the long hair, but then suddenly soldiers started pouring out of everywhere. They weren't after the car though, they were after the long haired guy. Things were starting to get frantic as Deathstroke joined in and the brawl became focused around them instead of the car. Pajama boy was gone, and the big guy was out apparently.

Domino revved her engine again and circled around the car, moving to the other side where Patrickson was. She grabbed the handle of the door and flung it open, finding it apparently unlocked. She leaned down to look into the car and needed to shout a bit over the chaos. "Do you really want to stay here?!" Her offer was apparently still standing for the businessman.

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#120: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:19:17 PM

The woman smirked as she moved herself onto the roof that Karate Kid was on.

"Well, that was a clusterfuck," the woman mused to Karate Kid though she was not attacking or threatening him, just stating her next statement as if it were a proven fact. "You're not going to get nowhere in this town, hero."

Karate Kid would see a blond woman in a black belly-revealing top, yellow shorts, brown gloves, and brown hiking boots. She was Tara Markov, a mutant who had control over earth itself. Why she had not felt to step in was because she figured it would be pointless. Some guy was going to be offed or capture and that wasn't her problem.

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#121: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:26:58 PM

In response to the bite, Schmidt recoiled in pain, letting out a yelp under his breath that soon morphed to another string of German expletives. His instinct was to cock his gun and place it at the base of his assailant's neck, and he'd done this before he realized exactly what had happened. His grasp was free now, though, and to save himself from another blow or bite, he moved the gun away, slowly letting go. His shoulder injury was worsening, and he couldn't keep up the strength to fully hold Bucky in a tight grip and prevent his escape.

Most of the HYDRA agents had dispersed by now, so he decided it was best to make a swift retreat. In lieu of merely turning tail, though, he hissed a final proclamation at the Winter Soldier.

"Bucky." He captured his attention first, then delivered information rapid fire. "Johann Schmidt. Kommandant of HYDRA. November 1943, the Kreuzberg base in Austria, the Second World War. You will remember me, mein Soldat."

Then he was gone. He valued his own health and safety, and his remaining agents' lives, over the potential of salvaging a failed plan. There would always be another opportunity.

Besides, if any of his words sank in, Bucky would be more receptive to capture - or rather, rescue - next time.

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#122: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:30:47 PM

"One bad result means nothing in the long scheme of fate." Val told the woman, turning around to glare at her. "Who are you, and what do you want?" He clenched his fists, ready to get back into a stance in case his life depended on it. "I warn you. I may have retreated from that battle, but I am still ready to fight."

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#123: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:35:44 PM

Bucky stumbled a bit when he was let go, feeling a gun go to the back of his head...but before the expected pain and/or nothingness, the gun was gone, and he turned his gaze to the man, raising his hands defensively in case it was a trick, trying to look for where the next attack would come from.

But then the man spoke to him, and most of what he said didn't mean much, but there was one thing that jarred him to the point that his face made it clear he was extremely rattled.

No one else had a name to call him. He himself had no idea what his name was. For what shreds of memory he had, he was now and had always been the Winter Soldier. That was his identity, that was who he was. The only person who called him by anything else was Slade, simply because once upon a time, he had been forced into a position of having to give up a new name. He had been fortunate to have a flash of something that granted him the moniker he had taken: Bucky. The name, again, that only Slade knew.

But whoever that person was...that person had just called him by the name no one should know.

Thoughts of retreat or the encroaching drugs in his system had completely left him, and Winter Soldier stood there dumbly, staring after the direction the man and his goons had disappeared to.

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#124: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:39:53 PM

After the man left Bucky's sight, Slade appeared in front of him, slapping Bucky to wake him up, before grabbing his protegé by his arm. "Out. Seven seconds to leave." He muttered, holding the nunchucks in one hand and pointing at the sky. "Get to the roof before the drug gets to you."

Slade jumped on top of the limo again, and then jumped towards the building, clutching one of the windows and using that to make his way to the roof. The moment he got there, he threw the nunchucks back in their strap by the belt, and grabbed his other pistol, reloading it in case there were still any mooks left.

edited 18th Feb '14 9:47:19 PM by stratofarius

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#125: Feb 18th 2014 at 9:41:28 PM

"Please..." Tara replied to Karate Kid, trying to calm him down. "I don't want to fight you, hero."

"I was just commenting on the events of the battle," Tara explained to him, and sighed, shaking her head. "There ain't no hope to save this town."

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