ext_301664 ([identity profile] hulksmashed.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] elseworldexiles2007-02-21 09:52 pm

Phoenix Under Attack!

That's the headline people are trying to avoid.

The Hulk doesn't care. His gait brings him ever closer to the populated city, and so far, nothing seems to stop it.

There's hope that the sandstorm that just kicked up might buy them more time. A sandstorm that's the doing of Crusader, the new girl carrying Thor's hammer and Captain America's shield, who's crazy enough to try to face the Hulk without the help of her team, who have been held up by dealing with some other U.S. agent.

The storm doesn't stop him. It only slows him.

Slightly.

[identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"The government didn't believe so. They said the Hulk dies... the Hulk died. A soldier obeys orders, Barnes. You're barely a step better than a mutie terrorist."

[identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Sarah mutters, trying to stretch a little to see if there's anything that doesn't hurt. "Better man than you'll ever be."

[identity profile] wwii-hero.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Patriot laughs grimly. "A mutant terrorist." He can't bring himself to use the slur. "Like Xavier was?"

[identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Cap glares for a moment... then makes a grab for Patriot's shirt.

[identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
John walker is definitely enhanced. Bench presses something like 15 tons. Can survive a full clip from a heavy machinegun. His reflexes are on par with an Olympic gymnast's.

Even with her hurt, its not nearly enough.

A small, feminine hand closes on his wrist, and 'Cap' is spun to face Sarah squarely.

[identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"And you!" he spits. "You're lucky I don't bring you up on charges..."

[identity profile] proteus-maximus.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
There's a double of Captain America now, but with a large 'L' on his head.

"You know, a lot of Nazis said they were just following orders, bucko.."

[identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Her hands go to his lapels, as Patriot had him a moment before. "You know something, I saw that uniform, and because of all it meant... all it means to me, I jumped. I fought the Hulk and probably saved a couple of your boys and girls. But from the moment I actually knew something about the man behind the mask, I knew there was something wrong... and I just figured out what that was..."

[identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"What might that be?" he replies, a snarl on his face, looking at her hands on his lapels.

[identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
She steps forward, both feet planted on the toes of his boots, and as if he were a small child, less than nothing to her, she lifts him out of his boots and holds him up with one hand.
"Those shoes you're trying to fill are much too big for you." she states flatly, before throwing John Walker for distance.

[identity profile] wwii-hero.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Patriot smiles and claps a hand on her shoulder.

[identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Cap scrambles to his feet in the dusty ground, but he holds his hand out, stopping his team before they attack.

"All this posturing doesn't change the fact that our side won today, Barnes. We were right."

He turns, letting one of his teammates retrieve his boots. His teammates follow.

[identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Sarah turns away to look back to her team, having pretty well declared what she thinks about his version of the Avengers. She walks with a limp, and her words are still slurred, but she's moving.

[identity profile] uneasy-rider.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Meanwhile, the Ghostrider has gotten off her bike, the struggle with Moondragon over.

It...He...Was innocent. How she knows this, she can't say, but it makes the arguing feel futile. Something went wrong.

She enters the crater to collect the body.

[identity profile] uneasy-rider.livejournal.com 2007-02-27 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
The Ghostrider wants to lash out at someone. Anyone. But nothing is clear here. Nothing makes sense in it all.

The only thing she can do is emit an unearthly wail which belows canyon to canyon. It is a sound that will haunt nightmares - a cry of a banshee.