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#Post#: 1861--------------------------------------------------
Even if it Hurts
By: MagicNightStar Date: November 9, 2013, 8:40 am
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[center]"He leans in, here's the pitch, swung on, it's a line
drive. It gets past Grissom. Rizzo will score, Reiser heads to
third. Durocher is going to wave him in. They look to relay but
they hold steady. Pete Reiser with an inside the park..."
"Good morning... or should I say afternoon?"
"Where am I?"
"You're in a recovery room in New York City."
"Where am I really?"
[hr]
"You've been asleep, Cap. For almost seventy years. You gonna be
okay?"
"Yeah. Yeah, just... I had a date."
[hr]
"Where is she? I mean... are any of them... still here?"
"I'm sorry, Cap. She was the last one here. She passed away
about a year ago. Age ninety-three."
"So I have no one..."
"No, Cap, you've got us, the Avengers Initiative."
"You're telling me that I've lost everything. Every little thing
that I used to know or love is gone, and you want me to just hop
right on aboard with this superhero group thing? Stop trying to
force me into this new life, Fury, I don't want any part of it.
I want to go home."
"This is your home now, Cap, and you're going to join us one way
or another. The world needs you, even now."
"Well it looks like to me they've been doing much better without
me."[/center]
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[center]◄[size=15pt]◄[size=18pt]◄ S T E V E
►►[size=12pt]►[/center]
[center][size=10pt]It's dark, and Steve's hands are warm and
wet, clothes soaked. He sits in the corner, shivering from
something more than just the cold. In front of him, there's
bodies, people he doesn't even remember ever seeing before. He's
scared and alone and covered in blood. It's more familiar to him
than possibly anything he has ever know... the blood, the death,
the murder. He can't help it, though... it just happens, comes
out of no where. He wishes it would stop, but everything around
him just reminds him of how alone he is, and how alone he has
always been and always will be. It's so dark...
Steve brings his knees up to his chest, staring in front of him
where he knows the body of a once loving mother lies, next to
her, her little girl who looked no younger than seven, and next
to her, a father. It was all a blur. A few hours ago he had been
fine, but then he snapped, and then bodies followed in his wake,
lying behind him in bloody heaps as he moved on to the next
place. It scares him. He wants it to go away, but he can't stop,
no matter how hard he tries. He's just too lost to help himself,
and the lights... the light, he wants them on, but he has to
hide. He always has to hide. All he even does is hide... but
they'll be here soon, they always come. Those men in their silly
little costumes, and that woman with the guns... he doesn't like
guns.
"I'm sorry," Steve whispers to the bodies in front of him,
holding his legs against his chest, blood soaking through his
jeans from his hands. He reaches down to grab his knife, hand
shaking as he holds it, doing everything he can to keep himself
from slicing at his own hands as self-punishment. They need to
hurry up, hurry up and get this over with. He knows they'll find
him, Fury said he'll always find him in the end, and he does. He
doesn't know why things always turn out this way, be he has to
wonder, when will it end?[/center]
#Post#: 1862--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: TinyGoliath Date: November 9, 2013, 9:53 am
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[center][size=18pt]►►[size=12pt]► [size=15pt]T
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[center][b]"He's in our sights, Stark. Target is stationary but
unstable."
"Roger that," Tony says, grim-faced, trying not to think of the
irony of it. "I'm going in with Widow. Do we have permission to
take him out, if necessary?"
"Only if absolutely necessary. Fury wants him alive."
"Tell him that I do so love when he makes such vague decisions.
It makes it so much easier on me."
"Tony, this guy has killed eight people, and that's just today.
Do not joke around. I'm willing to bet he could tear you out of
his armor if you gave him a reason."
"Which is why I'm bringing backup. Who do you know that can beat
Natasha in combat?"
"Captain America could've saved the world single-handedly. Steve
Rogers could ruin it just the same."
"Annnd on that note, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached our
destination. Hill, I'll keep you posted. Going in."
He drops Natasha by the back of the house, to come in just in
case, and coasts to the front door. According to the heat
sensors, Rogers is hiding, but he's not hiding very well. He
looks more like he's cowering, honestly. He's... weird. Whenever
Tony and he have fought before, he seemed so desperate to
escape, he'd seemed horrified at what he did, but Tony doesn't
understand, then, that if Steve didn't like killing, why he
keeps doing it.
He's not quiet as he enters. Rogers probably knows he's here
already, and Tony doesn't want to startle him, so he lets his
boots clang on the ground, lets the suit make what noise it
wants so that Rogers know he's coming. Still, he keeps his palms
up while he assesses the damage to the house (and the amount of
bloodshed). Tony finds him almost immediately, curled up against
the wall in the living room. There are three people in front of
him (dead, of course, they're never anything but dead), and
he's... soaked, blood in his clothes and his hair and his beard,
knife still in hand, looking for all the world like a child
afraid of the dark.
"Don't move," Tony says, and Iron Man repeats the words. "Let go
of the knife, Rogers. We don't have to make this any harder."
Maybe this time, Tony thinks. Any time else, they've always been
in the thick of it, but this the first time that they've had
Steve Rogers actually sitting still, and it might be the only
chance they'll actually get to bring him in. [/center]
#Post#: 1863--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: MagicNightStar Date: November 9, 2013, 10:26 am
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[center]◄[size=15pt]◄[size=18pt]◄ S T E V E
►►[size=12pt]►[/center]
[center][size=10pt]Steve sits against the wall for god knows how
long, shield on his back, knife still in his hands. By this
time, he wants the heroes to show up, because it's dark, and
that one, that... Iron Man... he can get rid of the dark with
that thing in his chest and his suit. Plus he can't stop staring
at where he knows the woman's body is at, staring at him with
her cold, dead, blue eyes that were like ice. Ice... It's so
cold here. He wants to leave, needs to leave, but he can't seem
to move, and he doesn't want the police to catch him, even if
they never will.
Then, suddenly, Steve hears the door open and heavy metal
footsteps following after it. He clings to the knife in his
hands, body still shaking. He knows it's Iron Man, he's familiar
with the sounds his suit makes. He reaches behind him, just to
reassure himself that he still has his shield for protection.
It's there, and then a little bit of light fills the room from
the circle in Iron Man's chest, allowing Steve to see him and a
little of what's in front of him... and, of course, the bodies
on the floor. Iron Man starts to speak, telling him not to move,
to let go of the knife, and things don't have to get any harder.
He laughs darkly at that, the laugh sounding strange and
terrible in his ears.
"It's always got to get harder, Iron Man. Things don't get any
easier for me," he says, voice low and almost a growl. Carefully
and gradually, he starts to stand, disobeying Iron Man's orders
to not move and to drop his knife. Hes got to get out of here
and fast before more people get hurt, but he knows it's going to
be hard to get around Iron Man like this without inflicting some
sort of damage. He wants to ask Iron Man to just let him go, to
not get anymore involved with him, but he knows Fury's order and
intentions, knows that Fury wants him for his little collection.
Well, he's tired of being a collector's item.
Once he's up, not even blinking to keep his eyes on Iron Man, he
debates about taking a step forward, but then eyes Tony's
repulsors, familiar with how they feel when they are used
against someone. "I'm guessing you have the place surrounded?"
he asks Iron Man, stalling more than anything as he tries to
think of a quick way out of this. "Have Fury's little slaves
with you?" he goes on, slowly and nonchalantly reaching back
behind him for his shield, watching Iron Man. [/center]
#Post#: 1864--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: TinyGoliath Date: November 9, 2013, 10:45 am
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[center][size=18pt]►►[size=12pt]► [size=15pt]T
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[center]Rogers laughs, cold and dark, and starts getting up as
he speaks, telling Tony that things don't get any easier. He
moves like a predator, like he's a second away from pouncing
with every move, so different from the scared, scarred creature
against the wall that he'd been just a moment ago. He's still
wary, eying the light in Tony's hands that is much more sinister
than it looks, but he knows that he's still got a chance o
getting out of this. Tony braces himself. This isn't going to
end easily.
[b]"Nat," Tony says into the comm, as Steve starts asking
whether or not the place is surrounded with Fury's "slaves."
"Get in here. This isn't gonna end pretty." He gets Natasha's
confirmation a second later, while Steve's reaching behind him,
and, well, Tony had been on the wrong side of Rogers' shield too
many times not to know that it's probably the guy's best weapon.
"You have three seconds," Tony warns, taking a step forward,
choosing not to address Rogers' questions. "Drop the knife, and
put your hands behind your head. I don't want to have to kill
anybody. And I don't think you want to, either." He just needs
Natasha in here, quick. He can beat Steve in power but not in
speed, and he needs someone to have his back when this turns
sour.[/center]
#Post#: 1865--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: MagicNightStar Date: November 9, 2013, 11:05 am
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[center]◄[size=15pt]◄[size=18pt]◄ S T E V E
►►[size=12pt]►[/center]
[center][size=10pt]Steve blinks when Iron Man calls for "Nat",
which he knows is the woman with the guns, telling her to come
inside, and Steve glances at the doorway that leads into a
different room where he knew another door must be located. He
knew things weren't going to get any easier no matter what he
does, but then Tony gives him three seconds. Three seconds to
surrender, and that's one thing Steve had vowed to never do when
it comes to Fury's puppets. However, Iron Man mentions that he
doesn't want to kill anyone... and that he's pretty sure Steve
doesn't either, and, well, he doesn't. He doesn't want anymore
blood on his hands. Then again, he's still not surrendering, so
someone is going to have to get hurt, and he doesn't want it to
be him.
Panicking but staying focused, he pulls his shield off his back
and collides it with Iron Man's helmet in one smooth movement,
making a dent in it, trying to push him back. He succeeds,
managing to make him stumble back a little. He thinks he's in
the clear, body moving faster than his mind, ready to make a run
for it before Iron Man fights back, firing a repulsor and
hitting him in the side. He cries out, gripping his side, but
not letting himself fall to his knees or do anything that would
give Iron Man the upper hand. Sadly, he takes to long thinking
about his next move, and Iron Man grabs him, pulling him close,
making Steve's heart race like it's ready to burst. Quickly, he
takes his knife, the only weapon ready good enough for such
close contact, and drives it right into the suit's shoulder
blade, and no doubt, in Iron Man's shoulder blade as well before
jerking the knife down, slicing through the suit. He needs to
get rid of the weapon and expose the man so he can have the
higher advantage. [/center]
#Post#: 1866--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: TinyGoliath Date: November 9, 2013, 11:31 am
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[center][size=18pt]►►[size=12pt]► [size=15pt]T
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[center]Tony feels the knife more than sees it, a white hot,
blazing pain that courses through him like a wild-fire. It rips
through a joint in the suit's shoulder, digs into flesh and
drags down, slicing through both skin and metal. Tony nearly
drops to his knees, stars bursting behind his eyes, but he
fights through it (he has to), taking Rogers by the shoulder and
firing up his boots, ramming him against the wall, cracking
plaster. For a normal man, it would be enough to stun him for
the second that Tony needs, but all it does to Rogers is make
him drop the knife. And then he does something Tony didn't
expect, couldn't have foreseen -- he starts ripping, with his
bare hands, digging in with the slot he's made with the knife
and pulling the armor apart, bending metal and snapping circuits
and screws and nuts and bolts and Tony is very much on his way
to terrified.
[b]"Right repulsor offline, sir," JARVIS says, at the exact
moment Tony hears Natasha yelling his name. There's the bang of
a gun, and then part of the wall is missing right next to
Rogers' head and his hands are everywhere at once, tearing apart
the armor, one arm gone, a gauntlet, a shoulder, the faceplate,
and Tony drops him, pushes him down toward the ground, hard, and
careens away, while Natasha aims again, and this time, she
doesn't miss, hitting him in the shoulder. Tony drops a yard or
so away from Steve and tries to assess his own damage, but
without the HUD it's a lot more difficult.
"We need more backup, now," Tony growls into the comm, not even
sure if it's still working, but they need everything they can
get right now. His shoulder is bleeding, and bleeding badly, he
can tell, he's got scratch marks down his arm and his heart is
hammering in chest and Tony wonders if they're way in over their
head with this guy.[/center]
#Post#: 1867--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: MagicNightStar Date: November 9, 2013, 12:29 pm
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[center]◄[size=15pt]◄[size=18pt]◄ S T E V E
►►[size=12pt]►[/center]
[center][size=10pt]Steve's panicking. There's hands on him,
bullets flying, and he's ripping, just ripping desperately,
trying everything he can to get Iron Man away and vulnerable. He
hates being attacked, and he's scared beyond belief, and praying
to whatever god he believes in now to help him out of this
alive. He rips off Iron Man's faceplate, and practically dies
right there.
Howard... Iron Man is Howard. He looks a little different, but
he's Howard, and, and Fury told him that they were all dead,
but... but there he is. This whole time, he has been fighting
Howard Stark. Why was Howard hurting him, though? Weren't they
friends? Why didn't Fury tell him that Howard was one of his
puppets? Fury must have... brainwashed him or something, because
Howard would never scare him like this or attack him. Finally,
after all this time, he has one piece of his past to actually
physically hold on to and--
Howard suddenly shoves him down to the ground with much force,
and he hears a gunshot, feeling the bullet penetrating the skin
on his shoulder. He lets out a terrible yell even though the
bullet doesn't hurt nearly as much as it would a normal man, and
grasps his shoulder, scared beyond belief. He's bleeding... and
he's hurt... He knows it'll heal within an hour or so, but he--
he's so frightened and Howard... why is he letting this happen?
Why is he calling in more people to hurt him? This can't be
right, he needs to get out of here, and now Howard has to come
with him. He needs answers... now.
Swiftly, he grabs at Howard's feet, holding onto them so tight,
they're denting as he rips some more of the armor, doing the
same to his other foot, making it to where he couldn't fly away.
As he does this, he keeps chanting the words, "Please don't
shoot me again..." over and over, eyes filled with horror as he
continues ripping. Of course, Howard fights back, as always, and
repulsors at his head. However, Steve dodges it, keeping
hyper-aware of everything that's going on around him before
reaching up quickly and snatching Howard's hand, ripping away
the last part of the armor that could be used as a weapon... his
repulsor. Now Howard was much, much more vulnerable.
Steve rams forward, almost knocking Howard down, and grabs his
knife, needing something to make his threat more serious as he
tries to escape with Howard. He moves as fast as one could,
leaping to his feet, grabbing Howard's arm, and bringing him
around close, holding him in a choke hold and holding the knife
up to his throat, facing towards "Nat." "Drop your weapon, call
off your friends, and let me go, or I will kill him," Steve
says, his voice laced with venom, eyes reflecting panic as he
hold the knife closer to Howard's throat. [/center]
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Re: Even if it Hurts
By: TinyGoliath Date: November 9, 2013, 1:05 pm
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[center][size=18pt]►►[size=12pt]► [size=15pt]T
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[center]Natasha is trying to shoot Rogers again, Tony can tell,
but she can't without getting closer, a lot closer, the angle is
off and Tony's in the way and he can't do anything but struggle,
trying to shoot at Rogers' head, really just trying to get him
away now, because he's tearing off too much too fast, but he's
too fast, too strong, too desperate to stop, even when Tony
starts firing at his head. He just reaches up, grabs Tony's
glove and rips that off too, making him practically defenseless.
He can fly, he can't shoot, he's dizzy and disoriented and he
doesn't know what to do.
He's rammed backwards so hard he almost falls flat on his back,
but before he knows it he's being tugged around around, held up
against Rogers in a choke hold with a knife to his throat.
Tony's hands fly up, scrabbling at Rogers' arm, the gloves of
the under-suit practically torn to pieces from the ferocity with
which Rogers was ripping his armor away. It all sits,
irreparable and unresponsive, on the ground, as still as the
bodies still in the room.
Nat's still got her gun aimed at Rogers, but she looks more and
more unsure as Steve orders her to drop her weapon, call off
backup, let him go. Tony stills, his eyes widening a little,
because he really, really does not like people bargaining his
life away without him having a say in it. Nat stares, and
considers, and Tony tries to convey how he feels without moving,
or saying anything, because he doesn't know what Rogers would do
if he tried.
Slowly, Natasha raises a hand to her ear and talks into the
calm. [b]"Stand down," she says, staring daggers at Steve, but
her voice is calm and smooth. "Stark's been compromised. I'm
retreating." She lowers her hand and her gun, looking bitter,
and Tony tries not to breathe, tries not to do anything to set
Rogers off, just hopes it will be enough to get him to take the
knife away from his neck. "If you hurt him," Natasha says, and
now her voice is low and threatening. "When we get him back, if
I find out you've done anything to him--"
"Nat," Tony interrupts, knowing that threats are definitely not
a way to go with this. "Let it go. I'll be safe." That's not
really a promise Tony is sure he can keep, but Natasha nods all
the same, and glares right at Rogers again, a silent command for
them to go.[/center]
#Post#: 1869--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: MagicNightStar Date: November 9, 2013, 1:31 pm
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[center]◄[size=15pt]◄[size=18pt]◄ S T E V E
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[center][size=10pt]Steve's breathing heavily, watching Nat's
every move, making sure he wasn't strangling or cutting Howard
as he waits. Finally, Nat tells everyone to stand down, and
Steve's automatically relieved, but then, then she confirms his
suspicions, saying Stark has been compromised. So, it really is
Howard, and Fury has somehow turned him against him... Or maybe
Steve has brought this upon himself with all the... killings.
Nat continues to glare at him, about to threaten him, saying
that if Steve hurts Howard, she'd do... something, but that's
not a problem, because Steve is done hurting people for today as
far as he knows. He just wants to get out as soon as he can. And
Howard reassures Nat that he'll be safe, and Steve would smile
at that if he could, but he's still too wound up.
When everyone is done talking, he starts to move, slowly at
first, keeping his eyes on the woman with the gun, making sure
Howard was still in his grasp, and when he's sure he,s in the
clear, he goes for it. He keeps a firm grasp on Howard as he
runs, covering the man's eyes so he won't know the location or
how to get to one of his many hiding places. The closest one is
an old, abandoned building that could've been a hospital or
something. He rushes inside, bodies of some of his... "victims"
scattering the floor. Sometimes he has to hide them... Steve
maneuvers himself and Howard down to the basement where
everything is white tiles... minus a bit of blood, and the
lights work. He really only has time to fix up a few places in
his hiding spots. He grabs a chair and kicks it to the center of
the room before grabbing his gun off the desk. Then, he uncovers
Howard's eyes and backs away from him, pointing the gun at his
old friend's head, just to make sure he won't run for it.
"Take off the rest of your suit," he orders him, hands still
shaking, just ever so slightly. He wants Howard to obey him so
he doesn't have to do anything else he'll regret. He really does
want to make sure that he's returned back to Fury unharmed. If
he dare has to injure his friend anymore, he'll hate himself
more than ever before.[/center]
#Post#: 1870--------------------------------------------------
Re: Even if it Hurts
By: TinyGoliath Date: November 9, 2013, 2:00 pm
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[center]Tony takes steps backwards, trying to follow Rogers as
he starts to move, but it suddenly gets a whole lot harder as
they bolt away, Rogers holding a hand over his eyes like he
wants to make this as difficult as possible. Tony trips several
times, is dragged a while before he can get his footing again,
and each step makes him more and more exhausted. By this point,
the adrenaline is wearing off, and Tony's breathing hard, biting
his tongue to keep from making any noise whenever his shoulder
get jostled. It's really starting to hurt now, and he's getting
more and more lightheaded -- he hopes it's not much longer. He
doesn't know how much more running he can do before he passes
out.
He's tugged down a flight of stairs, and Tony thinks he hears a
chair being scraped across the floor before his eyes are
uncovered, and he's looking at Rogers, already several feet
away, with a gun aimed at his head, telling him to take the rest
of his suit off. Tony stares at him, trying to get his breath
back, almost not comprehending what Rogers is saying. Finally,
though, with clumsy fingers he starts reaching about to undo the
manual clasps that aren't going to release with a simple
command. When that's done, JARVIS knows enough to drop the rest
of it, and the pieces still left fall away, leaving Tony in his
under-suit, one shoulder ripped open, his entire side stained
with blood. He's swaying where he stands, but he doesn't seem to
notice.
[b]"Rogers," Tony says, with effort. "I can't be here. I need to
go to a hospital." Even he's not stupid enough to think that he
can shrug off his wound. He's not sure if Rogers cares, but if
there's any sense of humanity within him, maybe Tony could
appeal to it.[/center]
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