2013-10-15 - Mission: Intergang: Earth's Mightiest Villains

Stark is undressed except for his black slacks. He currently has medical scanners running over him, and things tapped to his chest. He also looks to be in an explosive mood, the circles under his eyes even worse than they were at the party. "I told you, I'm NOT crazy! Pepper tried to kill me!" He starts coughing and gasping for air then. This of course is yelled at Hawkeye and Captain America.

"I told you to calm down Tony," Hank Pym orders. His cowl is pulled off, but he is still wearing his Giant-Man suit. He is working quickly on Stark, his brow wrinkling at the reports he is getting. He gave the antidote only 45 minutes earlier and he is already recovered this much.

The Iron Man suit rests in a liquid-like puddle on the floor, waiting for commands. It half hides beneath the medical table. Jarvis on the other hand, is outside of the medical bay appearing stressed. He already called for Julian Keller of all people. It is only when Julian arrives outside the medical bay that Jarvis speaks for the first time since arrival other than to get Stark out of the Iron Man suit, "Mr. Keller." He bows slightly, respectfully as an old-time British butler would. "I am Jarvis, the butler at the Avengers Mansion and the former butler of the Stark Family." He waits just a moment. "The Avengers are performing a mission tonight, and I fear Mr. Stark will try to push himself too far to assist with it. I was wondering if you could assist Captain America and Hawkeye tonight." He had already heard Hawkeye mention how short-handed they are, and he knows Hawkeye would support this. "I know it is not my place to make this request, but," his voice fading for a moment. "I worry about them. The Avengers have been short-staffed too much lately; it is wearing the members thin. Furthermore, Mr. Pym will be unable to go with them, attending to Mr. Stark's medical needs.

So, the first thing Julian Keller did upon receiving the message? Aside from getting into costume, he grabbed Jeanne Foucault, since she was the only other student nearby at the moment. He'd already heard inklings over the news and twitter feeds and whatnot, so he was thankfully kind-of expecting something.

Under normal circumstances, Julian isn't accustomed to taking any sort of direction from "the help" but damn...this is -Jarvis-. Even Julian knows about Jarvis. Don't F*** with Jarvis.

"Sorry we haven't met sooner, Jarvis." Julian notes, extending a hand to shake it firmly, and nodding, his expression solemn. "Don't worry. Jeanne and I will watch their backs."

A bit of a blink, but Jarvis does move to respectfully shake Julian's hand. "The honor is mine young sir." He then nods, "Miss Faucault." The butler relaxes just a little bit more. "Please, also watch yours. Something very strange is going on." But Jarvis then bows slightly once more to the young lady and young man, before taking his leave finally after he hears the yelling from Stark. He is recovering well.

Clint frowns as Tony rants at him and Captain America. "Well I can't say he's not crazy Cap, but Pepper did just walk away when Tony got sick," he Clint says looking over at the Star Spangled Avenger. Clint is dressed in a tux still, his bow tie hanging loose around his neck. "We might want, uh, someone to go look for her," he says but who though? "Maybe Happy?”

Jeanne nods to Jarvis, the two have crossed paths on occassion, though rarely spoken more than a few sentences to each other, likely enough. In her full costume, now fitted with a around her waist that seems like a belt fitted to hold large shotgun shells. Instead? They're endcaps, for her escrima sticks. And, look remarkably akin to the arrowheads that Hawkeye uses. She says, simply, "We are ready. I look forward to defeating them all quickly so I can return to assisting with the installation of the new computers." Not that Jeanne isn't focused. She is. She considers, "Perhaps I will begin to build myself a motorcycle. I cannot always rely on a jet, or you, to fly me around where I need to go," she tells Julian. But, she's ready for combat. Boo. Ya. Steve had arrived on the scene and wasn't dress as Captain America. He'd rushed to the site on his motorcycle, build something else Jeanne, it'll be faster. He walks into the room just in time to get yelled at and right before the kids. "Well have you located Ms.Potts? There are such things as alternate universe, Skrulls, and super spies." He looks at Tony and frowns, "But yelling doesn't help your case Tony. Simmer down." He looks to Hank, "Dr. Pym, how is he?"

Jeanne nods to Jarvis, the two have crossed paths on occassion, though rarely spoken more than a few sentences to each other, likely enough. In her full costume, now fitted with a around her waist that seems like a belt fitted to hold large shotgun shells. Instead? They're endcaps, for her escrima sticks. And, look remarkably akin to the arrowheads that Hawkeye uses. She says, simply, "We are ready. I look forward to defeating them all quickly so I can return to assisting with the installation of the new computers." Not that Jeanne isn't focused. She is. She considers, "Perhaps I will begin to build myself a motorcycle. I cannot always rely on a jet, or you, to fly me around where I need to go," she tells Julian. But, she's ready for combat. Boo. Ya.' Sawyer pages: Thank you!

Dr. Pym rubs the back of his neck, "He's recovering far quicker than," but Stark is interrupting him...

..."I'll live. We...can talk about it later Pym," Stark says.

Pym falls silent, his guess correct. Stark isn't 'normal' anymore.

Stark falls back on the upraised medbay bed so he is still somewhat sitting up. "Look, your sting tonight. It can't be postponed. Iron Man will still be there. And no, Pepper isn't at the office, and I'm not about to send Happy after her just in case as he would just drink whatever she gave him too!" Stark is still pale, and his muscles twitch and seize occansionally. He must be in a lot of pain considering the sweat, but he's working through it anyway.

Clint nods "No it can't," he says and when Tony says Iron Man will be at the sting, he looks down at the pool of Iron Man on the floor. "Are you sure?" he asks with an arched brow. "Not that we don't need him but I don't know what we're going to do with him in that state, other than load him in a balloons and throw him at the bad guys?"

"Aren't there like a few dozen back-up Iron Men somewhere?" Julian notes, moving into the room, but taking up a position where he stays out of the way of anyone that needs to move around. "Who're we up against, anyway?" He looks over towards Cap, "Just tell us what you need to do, Cap-who-is-totally-not-just-a-security-guy." Julian can't -completely- hide a bit of a sardonic smile at that.

Jeanne moves towards Julian, standing near him, though her eyes are attentive. She notes Tony's poor condition, but she doesn't say anything as it appears he's already getting medical attention. Instead, she simply waits, ready, like a coiled spring. Attentively, she looks towards the older Avengers for their answer to Julian's question.

Steve Rogers eyes Julian and doesn't say a word to the smart mouth comment. Though he doesn't answer the question about Iron Man that's Tony's problem. "Congratulations, you might just get to play in the big leagues. Hawkeye it's your Op, you get to make the call on who goes and who stays." Tony does get a look, "Do we need to make sure Ms. Potts is fine or arrested?"

Stark is undressed except for his black slacks. He currently has medical scanners running over him, and things tapped to his chest. He also looks to be in an explosive mood, the circles under his eyes even worse than they were at the party. "I told you, I'm NOT crazy! Pepper tried to kill me!" He starts coughing and gasping for air then. This of course is yelled at Hawkeye and Captain America.

"I told you to calm down Tony," Hank Pym orders. His cowl is pulled off, but he is still wearing his Giant-Man suit. He is working quickly on Stark, his brow wrinkling at the reports he is getting. He gave the antidote only 45 minutes earlier and he is already recovered this much.

The Iron Man suit rests in a liquid-like puddle on the floor, waiting for commands. It half hides beneath the medical table. Jarvis on the other hand, is outside of the medical bay appearing stressed. He already called for Julian Keller of all people. It is only when Julian arrives outside the medical bay that Jarvis speaks for the first time since arrival other than to get Stark out of the Iron Man suit, "Mr. Keller." He bows slightly, respectfully as an old-time British butler would. "I am Jarvis, the butler at the Avengers Mansion and the former butler of the Stark Family." He waits just a moment. "The Avengers are performing a mission tonight, and I fear Mr. Stark will try to push himself too far to assist with it. I was wondering if you could assist Captain America and Hawkeye tonight." He had already heard Hawkeye mention how short-handed they are, and he knows Hawkeye would support this. "I know it is not my place to make this request, but," his voice fading for a moment. "I worry about them. The Avengers have been short-staffed too much lately; it is wearing the members thin. Furthermore, Mr. Pym will be unable to go with them, attending to Mr. Stark's medical needs.

So, the first thing Julian Keller did upon receiving the message? Aside from getting into costume, he grabbed Jeanne Foucault, since she was the only other student nearby at the moment. He'd already heard inklings over the news and twitter feeds and whatnot, so he was thankfully kind-of expecting something.

Under normal circumstances, Julian isn't accustomed to taking any sort of direction from "the help" but damn...this is -Jarvis-. Even Julian knows about Jarvis. Don't F*** with Jarvis.

"Sorry we haven't met sooner, Jarvis." Julian notes, extending a hand to shake it firmly, and nodding, his expression solemn. "Don't worry. Jeanne and I will watch their backs."

A bit of a blink, but Jarvis does move to respectfully shake Julian's hand. "The honor is mine young sir." He then nods, "Miss Faucault." The butler relaxes just a little bit more. "Please, also watch yours. Something very strange is going on." But Jarvis then bows slightly once more to the young lady and young man, before taking his leave finally after he hears the yelling from Stark. He is recovering well.

Clint frowns as Tony rants at him and Captain America. "Well I can't say he's not crazy Cap, but Pepper did just walk away when Tony got sick," he Clint says looking over at the Star Spangled Avenger. Clint is dressed in a tux still, his bow tie hanging loose around his neck. "We might want, uh, someone to go look for her," he says but who though? "Maybe Happy?"

Jeanne nods to Jarvis, the two have crossed paths on occasion, though rarely spoken more than a few sentences to each other, likely enough. In her full costume, now fitted with a around her waist that seems like a belt fitted to hold large shotgun shells. Instead? They're end-caps, for her escrima sticks. And, look remarkably akin to the arrowheads that Hawkeye uses. She says, simply, "We are ready. I look forward to defeating them all quickly so I can return to assisting with the installation of the new computers." Not that Jeanne isn't focused. She is. She considers, "Perhaps I will begin to build myself a motorcycle. I cannot always rely on a jet, or you, to fly me around where I need to go," she tells Julian. But, she's ready for combat. Boo. Ya.

Steve had arrived on the scene and wasn't dress as Captain America. He'd rushed to the site on his motorcycle, build something else Jeanne, it'll be faster. He walks into the room just in time to get yelled at and right before the kids. "Well have you located Ms.Potts? There are such things as alternate universe, Skrulls, and super spies." He looks at Tony and frowns, "But yelling doesn't help your case Tony. Simmer down." He looks to Hank, "Dr. Pym, how is he?"

Stark falls back on the upraised med-bay bed so he is still somewhat sitting up. "Look, your sting tonight. It can't be postponed. Iron Man will still be there. And no, Pepper isn't at the office, and I'm not about to send Happy after her just in case as he would just drink whatever she gave him too!" Stark is still pale, and his muscles twitch and seize occasionally. He must be in a lot of pain considering the sweat, but he's working through it anyway.

Clint nods "No it can't," he says and when Tony says Iron Man will be at the sting, he looks down at the pool of Iron Man on the floor. "Are you sure?" he asks with an arched brow. "Not that we don't need him but I don't know what we're going to do with him in that state, other than load him in a balloons and throw him at the bad guys?"

"Aren't there like a few dozen back-up Iron Men somewhere?" Julian notes, moving into the room, but taking up a position where he stays out of the way of anyone that needs to move around.

"Who're we up against, anyway?" He looks over towards Cap, "Just tell us what you need to do, Cap-who-is-totally-not-just-a-security-guy." Julian can't -completely- hide a bit of a sardonic smile at that.

Stark groans, "It's nano-technology. Touch it Clint, dare you." He glares at Clint. He then groans, "Not balloons apparently, but we are throwing kids at Intergang." He can still control Iron Man remotely, but his amount of control will be limited due to the strain on his health. He won't be as fast or as quick as he normally is, but it would not be as bad as it would be if he was physically in the suit.

"I don't know Rogers, I just don't know." He moves a hand to rub at his eyes. "I'll have Jarvis look into it with Happy. Jarvis is more wary, and Happy has the physical capability to defend himself and Jarvis."

"OK, Hawkeye...you want Jeanne and me to go with you, want us to track down Pepper, or split us up and do both?" Julian shifts his attention to Hawkeye now, folding his arms over his chest and listening to the conversation being batted about. "Because if Pepper isn't Pepper and is a Skrull or something instead, Happy might have problems..."

Clint looks down at the pool of Tin Man and shakes his head. "No thanks," he says before Steve's comment has him turning to look at the two Academy kids and gives them a nod. "Nah, they can stay," and then to Julian and Jeanne "We'll likely need you two with us on the main mission, Jarvis and Happy can deal with Pepper, if she needs to be dealt with," he says before addressing Julian's question. "We're after Intergang tonight, they're having a little party down by the Brooklyn docks tonight and we're going to crash it." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his Avengers ID and opens it calling up a holo-graphic map of an industrial area on the Brooklyn waterfront, one of the buildings, a factory, displayed in red. "My contacts say that Intergang will be doing some recruiting tonight in this old factory here; basically a guns for loyalty sort of deal. I am going to head out first on the Skycycle and get eyes on the target from here," he points to the rendering of a building across the street from the factory. "We'll get everyone to stage at various points around the factory about a block out. When it looks like all the would-be recruits have arrived we'll crash the party and round up as many as we can, except for anyone in armor, if we can let one of those go after they've been tagged with a tracer so much the better, it gives us something to hit next. Iron Man, Captain America and myself will lead things off you guys will come in and back us up. Hopefully this will be quick and boring," a smile. "However, when does that ever happen. Any questions?"

Jeanne looks towards Tony, "At eight years old, I already was more skilled, and capable of making more informed decisions than most adults." There's - irritation? Or something. In her tone. "If I am old enough to design products and test that your company's reputation rests upon, I am old enough to be considered an adult. And capable of making informed decisions, and taking responsible action. I appreciate the opportunity in the Academy to gain experience. It is why I am here. But you are not throwing either me or Julian anywhere. We are here because we wish to be. And you will now be quiet, while Hawkeye gives us our orders." She just stares at Tony, as if defying him to think, or act otherwise for a long moment. Then, she looks towards Clint, silently. Waiting.

When Clint finally gives his plan, she nods, once. "Julian and I will hit them from behind, once their numbers have arrived. With Hawkeye's gifts for defeating him in combat, I have opportunity to be effective against their armor. Julian, also, would be capable in rending their armor off their body with his telekinesis," she points out.

This was Clint's operation. Steve wasn't taking over command, so he lets Clint make the call. "I'll go change and I figure everyone else preps. Deploy by Quinjet?" He asks Clint. He then looks at Tony and at Clint at Jeanne's comment, "Well We're still waiting for Stark to reach that stage Finesse. Thankfully Iron Man is more mature." Then he turns to leave.

"Yes Jeanne. Just remember, dodge when someone shoots at you," the sarcasm obvious. "And don't drink just anything you are handed, no matter how much you trust them," more sarcasm. Yaaaa, Stark is so not taking that order to heart. He raises a hand to rub at his eyes, which still burn.

Dr. Pym tells him to stop rubbing his eyes, like the patient doctor he is, still looking boggled over the medical reports that are coming out from the constant scans. "Ass," said of Rogers when he leaves, closing his eyes. "Let me know when I see the light Doc."

"Not funny Tony," Dr. Pym says, rolling his eyes heavenward.

As Stark closes his eyes, the pool of liquified metal starts to move. It shivers, and then begins to rise and form into the gold and black Iron Man suit. It staggers for a moment, but then stabilizes. It starts to walk for the exit. Stark has no clue how he is going to keep the lies and half truths together at this rate.

Julian's brows lift considerably when Jeanne lets Tony have it with both barrels. He has the sense not to add any statement of his own to the torrent, at least beyond a jerk of his thumb and a "What she said." He looks back to Hawkeye and nods, "You guys go in and crash the party, we follow behind and mop up. Got it." After that, he does lean over and murmur something quietly to Jeanne, grinning for a moment. Then he watches "Iron Man" coalesce and start to walk out, frowning a touch, but not saying anything about it.

"What the hell?" Clint mutters as Iron Man coalesces out of the pool on the floor. He shakes his head and calls after Steve. "Yeah, Quinjet, I'll go out on the Skycycle and get eyes on the target," he says. Then to Julian and Jeanne he confirms "Yes, the rear works, we'll put Iron Man and Captain America on the flanks and hit them from all sides," he looks at Julian "And can you really pull those guys out of their armors?" he asks as he starts heading out of the room, though he dose pause to wave to Tony. "Get better buddy, and we're seriously going to need to talk," then it's time to go suit up.

Jeanne watches the 'pool' of metal liquify into a version, at least, of Iron Man. Her expression, as is usually, is mostly unreadable. But, one can imagine she's already trying to piece together the technology and mystery. "We will speak later," she tells Tony, meaningfully. By the way she says that, they have a lot to talk about. At least, in her mind. She moves to follow the others out, without even pausing, only nodding once to Julian. "Thank you."

"Unless they're held together with something crazy strong...yeah, probably so. Or at least parts of the armor if not the whole suit at once. Done similar stuff before." Julian affirms to Hawkeye as they start to move out.

"That's pretty awesome," Clint says to Julian as they move out. "You and Jeanne see Steve about the ride, and we'll see you on site," then Clint is gone to go get switched to his combat gear and scout out the factory.

"Like hell," is Stark's response. Outside, Iron Man jets away, taking his leave from the Academy and appears to head back to the Avengers Mansion. Maybe to pick up his operator or equipment?

Sweat drips down his face.

Pym finally gives in gets a cool cloth and hands it to Stark, sot he man can (blindly or with open eyes) wipe the sweat out of the way.

Pym will wait till everyone is out before he starts his on interrogation, "How are you healing this fast?"

"Remember what I said about the Iron Man armor Pym? Change the scans, and don't tell a damn soul. Think top level clearance," Stark says.

Pym goes to change the scanners and ends up flabbergasted. He stares at Tony then. "Does Steve know?"

"Oh, f$^&in' hell! Yes he knows!"

It's Steve's fault even when he isn't here!

--- Brooklyn Waterfront

Hawkeye has been crouched on a rooftop for a half-an-hour now watching cars roll up to an old paint factory on the Brooklyn waterfront, be checked out by the Intergang thugs watching the gate and then let inside the barbed wire fence that surrounds the factory. The guys in the cars then move on to the factory itself where more Intergang thugs watch the door and check for weapons.

"Pretty slick," Clint says to himself before tapping opening comms and reporting to the rest of the Avengers set up around the factory "Okay we've got a squad of six guys out front watching the gate, conventional SMGs on them, two on the door to the factory, both in armour with ray-guns. Not sure how many Intergang guys are inside the place, but we've got about twenty local scumbags inside, minus weapons. Everyone check in, if we're all in position then we probably won't get a better chance than now to hit this party."

Calm and collected, at least that's what would describe Sawyer right about now. She was given a heads up on the locale, and made sure to get here ahead of time to pick out a quiet, little out of the way spot to give her a birds-eye view of the events about to unfold. She's crouched down, outfitted with night vision goggles to make sure she doesn't miss a thing. Beside her, on her perch, she has what appears to be a matte black briefcase, and a few other assorted gadgets.

She spies Hawkeye on his rooftop perch, and quickly makes sure he isn't able to spy her. Of course, his attention is mostly focused on the paint factory and the activity down below. Still, better to be safe than sorry. She waits.. wanting to make sure everyone who's coming arrives.. and is distracted with Intergang, before she even considers making a move.

"Hellion and Finesse, ready to go." Julian notes over the comm, having just touched down on a previously-chosen rooftop about one block away, as instructed. "We can make the place out from here. Just give us the word." He glances over towards Finesse briefly, but seriously, he's not worried about her being ready. She's -always- ready. And probably about as happy as she ever gets to have a chance to put her skills to practical use.

Finesse is still, and certainly ready, though she looks in almost an at-ease sort of position, relaxed, keeping her muscles loose. Interested in getting to see the Intergang Tech. And, at the opportunity to learn some new fighting techniques. And of course, prove that she is -not- a kid. There's a certain tenacity in her expression, tonight.

Captain America stands at a roof top in position. The Quinn jet had been parked a ways away. The Star Spangled Avengers hears a growl behind him and he turns to look at the Panther, "Go home." The panther doesn't listen and moves to head but Cap. Captain America response on his com unit. "Captain America in position."

Kitten, yes, that is the Panther's name, rubs up against Captain America and demands attention. The Panther isn't very large, only perhaps medium dog sized right now. A purring growling sound may be picked up on the com unit when Captain America speaks into it.

Iron Man was about fifteen minutes behind everyone else. He lands on a nearby roof and checks into the com channel in his computerized voice, "Iron Man checking in. Sorry I'm late for the party." He kneels atop the roof, peering over it as he scans for life signs and energy signatures.

"Alright then let's... was that a cat? Who brought a cat?" Hawkeye asks but before he can carry on he is cut off by the screech of ties as a trio of black Humvees round the corner and accelerate towards the factory. Civilian models, riding heavy like they had armor added on after purchase. A man pops out of the roof of one and throws something at the men by the gate. There's a boom and shrapnel rains down on the gate guards, three of them go down bleeding. "Shit, we've got incoming, three black Humvees, possibly armored they just blew up a bunch of Intergang guys-"

The Humvees pull up outside the gate and men hop out, quick, using the vehicles for cover. They've got assault rifles, heavy ones, with under slung grenade launchers. They open up on the Intergang guys at the gate. One crouches and readies a grenade to fire at the armored men coming off their post at the door of the factory.

Clint draws an explosive arrow and fires as he calls into the comms "Fifteen new bad guys tearing it up out here. Got assault rifles and grenade launchers. Move in and let's put these guys down.

Clint's arrow explodes when it hits the street and throws grenade-guy back ten feet to land hard on the ground. Moving, Clint takes a shot at one of the Intergang suits too, to keep things even, the arrow explodes knocking the guy back on his armored ass.

Sawyer keeps tabs as the others arrive, and is taken by surprise when Iron Man shows up. Bloody hell. Good thing she came prepared, just in case.. but that was going to be a headache for her. She touches her ear, and what appears to be a hearing aid. What's that? A cat? She shakes her head. She didn't have time to get distracted. She hears Clint's voice loud and clear through the ear piece, having tapped into the Avenger's com-link.

Then the Humvees pull up and things start heating up. Well now, that's something Sawyer hadn't planned on, but at least more 'bad guys' are good for distractions. Hopefully it will help keep her under the radar. She sets down the night vision goggles and reaches over to open the briefcase, beginning to assemble some sort of.. gun?

"Well, there goes "easy"." Hellion comments, "Hopefully it doesn't get worse." Hellion glances to Finesse to make sure she's ready, and then envelops them both in a telekinetic field, zooming over into the fray, and murmuring just loud enough to let Jeanne here, "Where do you want me to drop you?" Along the way, he waves a hand and yanks the guns out of he hands of a couple of Intergang goons that burst out of one of the doors. Adding towards Jeanne, "Want one? It's pretty close to Christmas..."

Captain America looks at the panther, "Go home." He then hears the sound of gun fire. He turns and takes off at a leap landing on the room and moving across the top of the building and getting into a better position. It would take him a bit to get there as he on the back side of the factory from Clint.

"Contacting police to assure this area is sealed off so there are no civilian casualties," Iron Man says over com. He is moving, taking a leap off the building as his boot jets and palm repulsors activate. The red glow carrying him until he lands on top of one of those humvees, HARD. He is doing low-level blasts to avoid deaths. "Seize and desist. Jail is better than this warfare," his computerized voice booms. He doesn't think people will surrender, but hey, one can always dream, right?

"Yes."

Really? Julian had to ask? She takes one of the Intergangs guns, feels the weight of it. Assesses it. Watches, briefly, other Integang interactions and how they fire the gun, to judge how much 'kick' it has. And, how much power. Lethality. Then? She takes aim with the gun from the 'high' ground in the air still in Julian's bubble, and sends the powerful guns output straight into the gas tank of the middle Hummvee.

The explosion ought to be enough to scatter everyone, and knock a few of each party back, if not take them out of the picture, altogether. She points to the area of chaos she just created, telling Hellion, "I want to take one of these home. Try to keep track of one. Drop me there."

Down, down she goes, landing squarely on her feet in a crouched position, already having assessed her situation on her way down. Watch out. Here comes Finesse.

The men on the ground begin to scatter when there's suddenly people flying and freaking Iron Man dropping out of the sky. Still the crooks and Intergang are pouring out of the warehouse, a few of them make a run for it, but a few turn and start firing on the targets that are available, namely Julian and Finesse, wrapped in their TK bubble.

By the Humvees, the men there are pressed hard, first when one Humvee explodes and then Iron Man crushes one of the other ones. The men rally though, being directed by someone as no commands are shouted. They spread out from the other Humvee and half the remaining men lay down covering fire towards the Intergang thugs while the rest aim their grenade launchers at Iron Man and open fire.

From his perch across the street from the warehouse Clint launches an arrow at the warehouse entrance which explodes sending some of the reinforcements staggering back, then follows it up with a tear gas one, to keep them disoriented.

t takes a few minutes to get the piece together, Sawyer having practiced several times over the last year. It looks like something designed to to fire a grappling hook, but a much smaller one. She takes a little gadget from the briefcase and fits it into the barrel end of the weapon and fits a night vision scope on the top.

As the chaos of warfare is happening below, Sawyer is surprisingly calm as she double checks every part of the launcher to make sure it's just right. She /really/ doesn't want to miss with this one.

Slowly, Sawyer lifts the launcher. She takes her time, with all the activity, she wants to make sure she has a beeline on Iron Man. She takes a deep breath, holding for barely a second, then slowly starts to exhale as her finger pulls the trigger. A small, almost imperceptible object is ejected from the barrel, speeding across the distance, straight for Iron Man.

Sawyer quickly sets down the launcher, grabs a small remote and the night vision goggles so she can track the device. If it makes its mark and affixes to Iron man, she pressed the button on the remote, setting it off.

Well, Finesse has been dropped out of the TK bubble now, but Julian remains nicely tucked into his. The field is thankfully quite strong, and for the moment seems capable of deflecting the fire that's directed his way. "Oh sure...those guys over there are trying to kill you but you shoot at -me-." Julian mocks the goons firing at him, and sends a wave of telekinetic force towards them to try to bowl over the nearest cluster of mooks.

Iron Man seems to pause, tilting his head slightly. He then says over the com-link, "I just got forwarded Miss Waller's E-Mail, along with the psych profile and history of Deathstroke the Terminator. I am forwarding this to your E-Mail Hawkeye. It does not sound as if he was the one that broke into the Mansion, and if he is, he did not do it to betray his employer and it is for an alternative reason." That is when his heat sensors activate.

"Shi...," did Iron Man start to cuss?! He moves to dodge, jumping off the Humvee, but he doesn't get entirely out of the way! A small burst missile hits him, exploding, killing technology around it and the suit just seems to start melting and flopping to the ground in goo.

Only a piece of Iron Man is remaining standing, less than half as it also starts to shut-down.

In the lab, Stark jerks and screams, raising a hand to his head. The feedback, HURT! He is still trying to force reconnect with the armor to get it to reboot even as Pym is yelling at him and trying to get him to answer.

The armor twitches, and what is left of the head seems to zero in on where the missile came from. "Sawyer...," before it finishes melting away and rains upon the ground.

Stark got the reboot system to activate, but sweat is pouring off him now as he gasps for breath. He tries to tell Pym to calm down, he will be fine, but he is having trouble catching his breath to say anything. Pym puts him on oxygen, which seems to get rid of the problem and help clear his head. The fact he wasn't on it earlier was amazing, but the metal feedback of an EMP was...painful and the oxygen helps.

Captain America's shield goes flying out to strike one of the thugs on the ground announcing his arrival. The shield goes bouncing back to Captain America and he catches it in a mid air leap and lands onto the ground drop kicking another thug, "Hawkeye are you going to say it?" He says bringing his shield up in a defensive stance.

The EMP bomb kills coms for men closest to the Humvees and they back off now without direction, not sure what to do with the goo that was Iron Man. Then Finesse is there and kicking their asses one of the men raise his weapons to fire a burst of ammo her way, but one of the other mercs, one of the ones that still has coms knocks the gun out of the way and the shots go wide. "He says she lives!" he barks at the merc who shot then tosses a gas grenade at Finesse, knock out gas, he and the other guy fall back from the Humvees and the grenade.

By the factory, the TK burst knocks a bunch of the thugs on their asses but a couple of the armored guys come out of the factory and add those Intergang lasers to the mix to see if it has any better luck against the TK bubble.

Hawkeye is crouched on the roof listening to the confused com-traffic from Iron Man. "Sawyer?" he mutters to himself. He stows it and standing takes a shot at one of the new armors that comes out to play, first a tracker arrow, and then a smoke to cover when the tracker arrow falls off and leaves the tracker behind. "Say what Cap?" he calls over the comms as he moves position in response to return fire from Intergang.

Sawyer is momentarily stunned as she watches the effect of the EMP on the Iron man armor. "Blow me.." She murmurs, remnants of her British heritage coming through, barely above a whisper. Thankfully the device that allows her to hear the Avenger's com-link, doesn't transmit as well. Then she hears her name over the com-link and she holds her breath, quickly surveying the 'chess pieces' on the board to gauge their reactions.

Sawyer gives it a minute, letting the moment pass and everyone move on before she makes her next move. She sets the remote back in the briefcase and the goggles aside to take up the launcher. She begins taking the thing apart piece by piece, putting them back in the briefcase.. but not all of them. She keeps a few, and takes other pieces from the briefcase, reassembling the device into what might be recognized as a sniper rifle. Once it's together, she inspects it, then reaches into her 'bag of tricks', searching for the ammo she wants.

"Holy Crap! What nailed Iron Man?" Hellion only vaguely recalls "Sawyer" as a familiar name at the moment, being a bit occupied with defending himself against Intergang power armor. He does, however, prove as good as his word, lifting a fist towards the pair that have trundled out of the warehouse to face him, and as he suddenly splays his fingers, a TK field materializes between the goons and the armor itself, and then violently expands outward, popping both suits in a pretty spectacular burst of parts. That taken care of, he lifts off into the sky a few meters higher, still swathed in that green telekinetic glow. He's not sure it's going to help, but he then "sweeps up" the various bits of Iron Man armor he can see, consolidating them all together inside a TK field with the largest remaining segment. Hey, it looked like liquid metal or something earlier. Maybe he can...put himself back together or something.

Silly thugs. A tear gas grenade? On Finesse? Well. At least it was a better attempt than muggers throwing ammo-spent guns at Superman ... She pirouettes a mid-air kick, perfectly connecting with the tear gas in just the right manner to direct the gas-grenade into a pile of Intergang thugs, leaving her unaffected. She didn't miss that part, though. That 'she should remain alive', and she doesn't miss that.

"The missile that took out Iron Man came from the rooftops, behind us. Forty-seven degrees from where Julian and I were, lower roof top. It is too far for me to see anything." Then, she's slamming her escrima stick into a not-Intergang's thug's nose. That's gotta hurt.

Bugger it all. Sawyer heard that, and she knows she's quickly running out of time. She takes aim with her rifle, having re-fitted the night vision scope. She would like to take the time she did with Iron Man, leisurely take aim.. wait.. fire.. but she doesn't have that luxury now. She steadies the rifle, peering through the scope and fixing Hawkeye in her cross-hairs. There is no laser sighting.. but she's practiced this many times. She takes a deep breath, holds it for a second.. then slowly exhales as she squeezes the trigger, sending what - upon later inspection if found - appears to be a tranquilizer dart. She follows the trajectory, and if it hits its mark, she quickly sets down the rifle and picks up a secure communication device. "Subject is ready for pickup. Rooftop." And she gives the coordinates.

The armor finishes reboot and comes back together. It seems a bit lax in areas as it picks up separated nano-technology liquid, but it is becoming whole. The armor just stands there for a few seconds, non-responsive, until Stark gets enough sanity to reconnect to it.

It still is not completely whole. In the com-link unit there is Iron Man's computerized voice, "Everyone report in immediately. I saw Miss Mason from the directly where the shot came from." His sensors are zooming in. "She is still there, weapon pointed toward...Hawkeye!" The armor tries to move, but it is sluggish. "Hellion, get to....," He cannot decide which order to give...Sawyer or Hawkeye...Sawyer or..., "Hawkeye, get to Hawkeye, now." It was ripping his heart to give that order. He is having the suit record to prove he isn't insane. Could it be a Skrull, or perhaps a clone...there area crazier things in life. But his is surely falling apart. "Finesse, I'm calling the SWAT which is on standby for backup. They are getting snipers into place now." It means a cost of life to the criminals to do this, but Iron Man's need to protect the Avengers and his students is overwhelming. "I need you to minimum risk of life to the stupid criminals that don't know when to surrender. Creativity permitted." For him to give Finesse free reign, is a little scary.

Captain America is beating up intergang thugs, "Avengers Assemble!" He answer's Clint. But then there's clutter on the channel and he's hearing sawyer's name and EMP blasts. He starts scanning the roof tops. He sees the muzzle flash of the sniper rifle. "Hawk, drop." Though the time he gets it out, it would be too late. He's fighting his way across the thugs. He's on a run and makes his way up through the thugs. He's on the snipers trail. There's a pile of broken bones behind him... he usually keeps his cool but nothing brings back killing Bucky like shooting Hawkeye.

Clint was focused on the fight and doesn't see the shot coming. He oofs slightly and pulls the dart from his shoulder. "Guys, this looks bad," he mutters before the dart falls from his stiff fingers and the world starts going black.

Down on the ground both Intergang and the non-Intergang mercs are beginning to see they're out matched. The ones by the factory after seeing the armor ripped apart just run. The ones caught in the crossfire by the gate hunker down and just try not to get hit. The ones by the Humvees, and not currently engaged with Finesse start to fall back too, the ones that are fighting her try their best to keep up, swinging their weapons as clubs rather than trying to shoot her.

Perched on a nearby roof and cloaked in shadow, Baron Zemo watches the fight with keep interest his blue eyes narrowed, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword. His com-link crackles to life "Can we engage now?" comes Bullseye's impatient request. "There's not going to be much left if we wait any longer."

Zemo is silent for a moment, not giving the request the dignity of an immediate response. "Yes, time to engage," Zemo declares quietly. "Bullseye remove the girl, Abomination ensure that Iron Man is down, Moonstone, deliver me to Captain America and then deal with the telekinetic. Time to assemble my Dark Avengers."

There is a chuckle from Bullseye at that last line as he rises from hiding on a nearby rooftop and removes a bladed disc from a sheathe at his hip, it has a glowing green sphere in the middle of it, a new toy from Zemo's patrons. He cocks his arm back and throws, sending the disc arcing into the night sky and coming down to land in the Humvee next to Finesse, the sphere pulses a moment then explodes with the force of a blast from one of the Intergang energy weapons.

A roar heralds Abomination's arrival on the battle-field and the monster bursts through the brick wall of the warehouse he had been hiding in. He shakes off the debris then makes a b-line for where Iron Man landed, crushing anything in his path.

Moonstone appears behind Zemo and carries him up into the air and drops him above Captain America, the Zemo is ready and as he falls he draws his adamantium blade and lands in a crouch before the Avenger. He rises and salutes with his blade "Captain," he says calmly. "It has been too long," then the niceties are done and he slashes viciously at Cap with his blade.

Zemo delivered on target Moonstone's path arcs around a building and she comes up sharply in front of Hellion, hovering in the air, "Let's play little man," she smiles and then unleashes a full strength photonic blast at his shield.

Finesse hears the orders. She knows Hawkeye is in danger, but, it's Hawkeye. And Hawkeye is supposed to save Hawkeye. Or, Hellion. She trusts Hellion to be competent enough to understand what Tony meant. She doesn't try, now, to rationalize the rest. Instead? She's been given freedom to actually - do what she wants. Which is a hell of a thing. And a hell of a can of worms to open, and one that won't be easy to close again.

Most everyone has seen them. Clips, of video games. Where, the hero, or heroine, moves in and out of gun-play, twisting, turning, firing shot after shot in an amazing CGI rendering of a cut-scene. That, eerily, is exactly what Finesse looks like, now. She takes aim with the Intergang weapon Hellion purloined for her, shooting kneecaps, guns, and arms, leaving a mess of bodies; injured, some seriously wounded, down and out, but at least -alive-, per Tony's orders. Her circumvention and path carries her close to the Hummvee; she hears the disc collide; turns to see the sound. And that's right when the explosion occurs ... Jeanne is blown off her feet, several feet back from the impact, landing roughly on the ground, and does not immediately get up.

Captain America isn't in his right mind with the lose of Hawkeye. He's having flash backs to Bucky falling into the icy water below and then Zemo is there. His eyes narrowing. "Zemo, No more.' Captain America shield is brought up and he throws it at Zemo with unfailing accuracy.

And Iron Man is a physical wreak back in med-bay and an emotional wreak. Sawyer...Sawyer is...real. His nano-technology repairs and he wants to scream. His mind still rings from the EMP backlash, so he dare not multi-task and Pym back in med-bay is doing whatever he can to keep Stark calm so his blood pressure doesn't go sky high even with the healing factor.

Iron Man has to make a choice. "I'm sorry Sawyer...," and he starts to move, because he has to to save his team.

As Abomination charges at him, Iron Man charges up his uni-beam. "I never thought I would call Hulk pretty, but many, you make him outright beautiful, Abomination." And just as Abomination is almost on him, he lets out the burst of energy and then reverts energy to his shields. "Finesse, come in. Bullseye incoming. Permission to take sadistic pleasure in hurting that bastard." Iron Man may have a computerized voice, but even then it sounds hateful.

Sawyer doesn't take time to see if the 'minions' manage to grab Hawkeye. With her being spotted, she has no time to waste in getting out of there. With an efficiency born of hours upon hours of practice, she disassembles the sniper rifle, packing everything back up in the briefcase before snapping the lid closed and and spinning the 'dials' to lock it. She grabs it up quick and then grabs her little bag of tricks, to make a hasty get-away.

Hawkeye taking a fall, Jeanne just exploded, Iron Man about to get glowy, and big ugly mother fugger. Am I missing anything?"

The news was all abuzz about Tony Stark, AKA Iron Man, AKA Wait what? It was all that America had heard on the news-feed on her phone since the event. If she hadn't been out and about running her own errands. The only text she'd managed to get out of Hawkeye before dead silence was something about being busy in a raid in Brooklyn. Rather than head straight for the Academy to check on Tony she veers over Brooklyn just in time to see the explosion that sends Jeanne flying. To see Hawkeye fall. To see all hell break loose.

There's a sudden strong wind, displaced air being forcefully flung aside, as a streak of red white and blue descends on top of Abomination's head. The rush of wind pushes aside most of the smoke from the fire explosion clearing the air as America slams booted feet-first driving down on top of the big fugly with enough force to crack the concrete beneath him and send him several feet into the ground. With hair mussed around her face looking SERIOUSLY pissed. Looking up she glares at Iron Man a moment before calling out, "Sorry I'm late. Someone forgot to send me an invite to the party."

Zemo twists as Cap throws his shield. "Oh agreed Captain, no more," he says as he swings his blade at Cap. The moves knowing Cap well enough to expect his shield to be hurtling back towards them.

The Abomination rushes forward even as the charging of the uni-beam lights up the area around Iron Man. The beam hits him in the chest driving him back a few paces before he shakes it off and swings at Iron Man with a fist the size of a trash can.

Bullseye surveys the explosion and see the girl, whoever she is, seems to be down. "Too easy," he says and then spotting movement on one of the other roofs. "Just can't get rid of all these snipers. He throws an exploding disk at Sawyer. The throw is lazy, and if anyone is paying attention they see something that happens rarely, Bullseye misses. Still the disk blows up with a burst of green energy lighting up the night sky.

Above the rest of the battle Moonstone blasts Julian with the full force of her photonic bursts and sends him crashing into the warehouse roof across the way. The good news is he's landed by Hawkeye at least, the bad is that a couple Hydra agents have appeared and are moving towards Hawkeye and Julian both. From where she hovers Moonstone smirks "Looks like he wasn't up for much playtime," then seeing the new arrivals frowns "You have Hydra help Zemo?" she says into comms.

The Baron grits out an answer engaged with an angry Captain America "No, but assist the Abomination."

"Fine," Moonstone says and fires a quick photonic blast at the Hydra goons anyhow, to keep them on their toes, before she flies off to assist Abomination with his girl problems. This time help comes in the form of trying to wrap an arm around America and fly her into the building behind Iron Man and the Abomination, when they hit Moonstone goes intangible and lets America have all the fun of the kinetic impact while she passes through the building and loops around to continue the fight.

The Abomination for his part has been driven into the ground and growling he claws the street to get back up again and after the Iron Man.

There is a few moments of silence, between Tony's words. A few moments of doubt, as Finesse does -not- report in. She was unprepared for the blast, and it takes her a few moments to regain her senses. To 'reboot' herself. But Finesse has one key factor on her side; she's not afraid. Oh, she knows Bullseye's reputation. But she also knows, per the 'slip up' of the mercs and thugs, that he's not out to kill her. She pulls herself up, not mindful of the tears in her uniform, the blood across her arm, and leg. The scrape on her forehead. She moves to stand, slowly, but without soreness, or stiffness. There's a certain - firmness. Intensity to Finesse's response, that Tony's not heard in her, before. "-Understood-."

Is she worried about Hawkeye? Julian? Perhaps. Or perhaps she believes they can take care of themselves. Maybe she has faith. Or maybe she's so focused, she doesn't have time to be concerned.

She, too, has some decent taunts. She informs Bullseye, moving into a ready stance, "I had better aim than that when I was five." She slams her escrima stick into one of her side pouches; a flash-bang endcap, and whips it hard at Bullseye. It might look as if it's off, but she's really aiming for the ground right below Bulleye's feet. And even as she throws it, she's charging towards him, her other stick presented in her left hand.

Captain America turns slightly catching the shield as it goes flying at him. His hand reaching up to hit the shield to change it's force to send it up and over, "Then we agree for once." The shield bounces up arching up and in front of Captain America. The avenger catches it and raises it to run down Zemo.

The burst of green energy has Sawyer stumbling, and unfortunately her 'bag of tricks' slips from her hands as training kicks in and she's able to turn her stumbling into more of a roll. She's quick to scramble to her feet, but her head is ringing a little, causing her to be a little disoriented. At least she didn't drop the briefcase, but the bag of tricks is quickly forgotten, now that she's under fire herself. No time to waste. She hurries to the edge of the building where the fire escape is, and quickly scrambles down it... fortunately it's on the opposite side of the building where she left her getaway motorcycle.

Of all the things, Iron Man doesn't even dodge. He has his shield settings, but he slides about five yards from the hit. But his shield and armor took it and did not break apart. Of course, Stark is very happy he is controlling the armor remotely, as he would have FELT that! "Armor and shielding able to sustain." He rather not take a hit from an angry Hulk though if he can help it.

Iron Man reaches out to com-links for the SWAT and advises them of Hawkeye's position and to retrieve him and expect resistant force. He suspects that Hawkeye was taken out for a reason. Some of the minor foes that remain, will soon be getting snipered. "Hellion, respond. Hellion." Iron Man attempts to get a response from him on com.

Suddenly, smart missiles start to deploy from Iron Man's body and seek the back of the knees of Abominiation.

America risks a glance over toward the crumpled Clint Barton which proves to be her downfall. She was keeping big and fugly in her peripheral and from his flailing he was having trouble getting up. The pale girl who grabs her to bodily toss her into a building while she floats through it unharmed had left her unprepared. Her head tucks forward while bricks crumble around her and she creates a large indentation in the side of what was thankfully an office building and not someone's house. Blinking her eyes open through the dust of crumbled brick and mortar she glances around quickly looking for this intangible woman as she regains her feet. Just in time for her to loop around the building. With a rather stern scowl America flies from the hole in the wall in a rush to meet Moonstone head on with one arm drawn back to punch while the other reaches out to grab for Moonstone's throat. The start tattoos on her wrists ignite with white light as she does so triggering her other power. "Come here, Puta!" The grip of her hand grabbing Moonstone is solid and unyeilding even if she goes intangible again. America waits JUST long enough for her to try to do so and then with a snarling curl of her lip she hauls back connecting the punch solidly with her face. Only THEN does she let go.

Bullseye smiles as his disk goes off and turns towards Iron Man and gets another one ready for action. "Now for the main course," he smiles as he cocks his hand back and then boom. The ground at his feet explodes and he on his back looking up at the sky. He rolls back to his feet and brings up the bladed disc defensively "Who in the hell?" he begins as he sees Finesse coming. "I killed you," he throws the disc as Finesse leaps up to face him.

"Bound to happen sooner or-" Cap and his shield barrels into Zemo and the purple clad villain goes down. Gritting his teeth behind his mask rolls to his feet and swings hard at Cap's legs trying to bring him down just as hard. "Give up Captain, I have the mightier team."

As Sawyer descends to get to her bike she finds a pair of black clad men with rifles moving into the alley. One of them speaks into his radio "Team two moving into position," their uniforms bear the logo of the NYPD and one of them moves towards the fire-escape ladder and in a second he'll look up and spot Sawyer.

The Abomination crawls out of the hole America made for him and growling "You're dead Tin Man," apparently he didn't track where that hit came from and blames Stark for it for now then gripping the wreckage of one of the Humvees he swings it at Stark even as he topples forward from the dozen little explosions around his legs, he may not hit with the Humvee but he might just fall on Stark.

"Gaak," Moonstone chokes as she is grabbed by the throat. She smiles fiercely though and begins to fade out again, only her neck stays solid. "What?" then the fist hits her in the face and she drops back onto the ground. "Okay, now you have to die," she snarls and fires a blast of photonic energy at America.

On the building where Clint and Julian are laid out one of the Hydra men takes a step towards Clint pulling out his teleporter before his head opens up in a bloody spray. The second man only has time to turn around before a second shot does the same to him leaving his corpse next to Julian. Over Iron Man's comms a voice reports "Team One here, hostiles near Hawkeye neutralized, recovery team is on the way."

Captain America gets his feet knocked out from beneath him and he rolls bring his shield up in a upper cut, "Who said anything about teams, Zemo. I'm going to leave you broken and bloody. You aren't going to take another of my allies." Then Captain America brings the shield around for another savage hit. He answer his com-link, "Get Hawkeye out of here."

"If you killed me, you did a very poor job of it. Perhaps that is why you are running around with unskilled thugs such as these?" Finesse was in a groove, before. But now, now she has something to prove. And friends(?) to Avenge. She throws her stick towards Bullseye's disc, exploding it prematurely, and -- yes. Causing Bullseye to MISS. She no longer has either escrima stick, or her Intergang gun, now, though as that gun was torn from her hands upon the explosion. But between the flashbang, the pause, and the fact her legs haven't stopped pumping, she's certainly closed the gap between herself, and the thug-for-hire. "Because you are really just a one-hit wonder. It would explain why you have never had a girlfriend. I've read your files. Women get tired of men who only have one trick."

She reaches the end of her gambit, leaping up into the air high, and extending her foot in a kick, like a martial arts master might do; then switches it suddenly into a kick that is perfectly something that Hawekeye might have done, himself in close-quarter combat.

Hearing the voices below her, Sawyer stops in her decent. With one hand gripping her 'precious' briefcase and the other the fire escape, she doesn't have any free to deal with the cops before they spot her. "Bloody hell." She curses, and decides to drop the last few feet to the ground. It draws the attention of New York's finest, and she only has enough time to set her briefcase down and let the 'bag of tricks' slide to the ground before swinging into action.

She didn't quite achieve a black belt in judo over the last year, not that much time, but she did learn a few handy little things. It helped the young woman kept herself in such good shape before hand. As soon as her hands are free, she takes a few steps head start and performs a front hand spring, bringing her upright in front of the nearest man in blue. Her movement is quick and without thought - if she thought about it, she might fall on her ass - as she swings her leg up in a roundhouse kick high enough to catch him across the face with her booted foot. She doesn't stop, knowing the other is likely reaching for his weapon, and moves in behind the first, using him as a shield. With a free hand, she grabs for a dart tucked into her belt and sticks it in the meaty part of his thigh - a tranq dart. She quickly grabs for another.. still keeping the first cop in front of her as a shield, and throws the second dart at the other cop.

Zemo leans back avoiding the upper cut and slashes at Captain America in return "To be fair Captain I did not kill your pet archer or take your precious Bucky away from you," he says following up his first slash with a second. "Though also to be fair, I wish I had," and he stabs down at Cap to finish his combination.

America rolls her neck side to side earning a little tense crack from the vertebra as she watches Moonstone go down. "Better'n you've tried, puta." When that photonic blast lashes out toward her she throws both arms up in front of her face blocking the light which blinds her just before it hits. It sears against her skin sending parts of her attire sizzling off her where it catches the worst of the blast around her stomach. Still sizzling once the air clears she's managed, somehow, to hold her ground mid-air. Tipping forward she rushes for Moonstone flying at her with intent to tackle her around her waist to drive her back onto the ground with the intent to pin her in place.

Bullseye grimaces as his disc is destroyed and he reaches for a second when Finesse closes on him. "One trick wonder am I?" he slashes at her kick with the bladed disc in his hand it might hit but he doesn't see that kick coming and he's hit hard in the sternum. Grunting in pain. He recovers quickly though and charges in, slashing with the disc and kicking and punching with his free limbs, in the same sort of close in brawling fashion that Hawkeye used in his fight with Finesse.

The cops were good, but they were meant to be snipers not dealing with woman dropping on them out of the blue. The first guy goes down hard, while still trying to bring his sniper rifle around. The second guy gets a shot off but not before he takes a dart in the shoulder. He falls a half-second later. The way is clear for Sawyer if she didn't take that bullet.

Iron Man catches the Humvee, and then....WHACK! He hits back at Abmonination with the Humvee, using it has an awkward as hell bat. He would be faster if he was INSIDE the suit. For now, it is taking everything he is to keep up with Abmonination. Inside the med-bay, Stark has stopped sweating, but is still on oxygen as a precaution.

"Evac him to Avengers Academy, Giant-Man is there. Status on Hellion?"

And even being crazy and grief stricken, Stark is seriously going to kiss Finesse for taunting Bullseye like that. Well, he might want to clean up a bit first. "Hey Abmoination, how does it feel to always be second best? And a common criminal at that? Come to think of it, I don't want to be any more depressed than I already am."

Moonstone curses when her blasts leave America standing, er, flying. When America dives down at Moonstone the villain is moving, almost as fast as if she teleported, one second she's on the ground the next she's above America fist driving down at the back of her head.

Such a beautiful jacket too. Close quarters with a sniper rifle doesn't make for a good shot. Especially when under immediate attack. It takes time and precision.. but Sawyer doesn't get away scot free. As the rifle goes off, it catches her left arm, tearing the leather and a bit of flesh beneath. She's too amped up on adrenaline right now to notice, but blood is beginning to trail down her arm.

She doesn't have time to think about it, not when she knows the Skrull have spotted her. She runs back to grab her 'bag of tricks' and briefcase, wincing as she lifts the not-so-light case with her wounded arm. She fastens both securely to the back of her motorcycle, and makes for a fast getaway. Hopefully, she gets to her 'safe house' before the adrenaline wears off, and the effects of her wound kick in.

The Abomination's head snaps around when he's hit by the Humvee in return. He growls, showing rows of yellowed pointed teeth. "Abomination is not second best!" he bellows as he grabs for the Humvee and if he rips it from Iron Man's grip throws it across the battlefield. "You see the Hulk tell him I'll take him any time. Well, if you live," he says and then launches a flurry of fists at Iron Man.

On the roof the with Hawkeye and Hellion, New York's finest are there, they check the two dead Hydra agents and then move to secure Hawkeye and Hellion "Hellion is unconscious, but vitals look good, we can't get vitals on Hawkeye, we're moving him to the evac point ASAP," the SWAT men report.

Fast. Faster than she'd expected. The fist impacts with the back of America's head sending her reeling face-first into the concrete with a grunt of pain as her nose smashes into the ground. Nigh-invulnerable or not that didn't mean things didn't hurt. Blood pours from her nose sending her vision momentarily blurry with the tears that well up in her eyes in reaction to such a staggering pain right in the middle of her face. Even blinded in this temporary manner she rolls herself around with arms swinging out trying to grab SOME part of Moonstone. Clothes, waist, a leg or foot. And if she grabs hold she returns the favor of swinging the woman around to smack into the street.

The remaining Hydra henchmen that had been sent to support Sawyer make sure she has a way through the police cordon. Then the rest of them take off into the night, leaving a few more cops bloody for their troubles.

It takes Finesse only a moment to recognize just how similar the movements are. It makes it very easy for her to predict. And she does not need her escrima stick. Not -- exactly. She still has two or three of the 'trick' end-caps Hawkeye gifted her with. And now seems the perfect time to use the same one she used against Hawkeye, himself. She flows into the movement, blocking it before it can even be executed; and knowing where the attack is flowing from, and how it is coming allows her to react. But more importantly, respond. She not only evades the slashing disc-hand, she slams a glue end-cap into the top of his wrist forcefully binding the explosive disc into Bullseye's hand. She then steps backwards, rolling her weight and Bullseye's momentum forwards, and lay him onto the ground -- hands first.

This is probably what Tony was scared of, when he gave her consent to go all out.

Captain America dodges the first slash then his shield parries the next. "Your right but you have Daddy issues and wear his mask. So you'll work." Captain America's shield comes up to block the blade before he can strike. Captain's other fist comes around to punch Zemo in the jaw, "You think your little Dark Avengers are cute but their only a sign of your issues."

Driving Pym crazy, Stark lets the man know that Hawkeye is incoming, no vitals registered. Julian is unconscious, vitals registered.

"Damn it Tony! How are you...," his scanner beeps. "You are communicating wirelessly."

"Don't tell anyone Pym," Stark says, breathing deeply with the mask over his face.

In the meantime, Iron Man is knocked back and side-to-side before he turns on his jets boots and leaps upward into the sky. More missiles are forming, as he races upward into the sky before releasing them. Pulse Bolt, which gains strength over distance as long as it doesn't go too long that it overloads and implodes.

And honestly...it's Bullseye, Tony wants to kill the bastard, he will feel bad later due to Finesse's issues with moral decisions. His sensors are kicking into high gear again, even as he shoots off the last of his smart missiles to hit Zemo in what registers as weak points in his armor to give Captain America an edge. He is mentally summoning his armory. If he has to use the onmibeam, he will....he just knows after rebooting, it will drain the rest of his armor's energy.

Bullseye does manage to land a few blows but his movements are similar enough for Jeanne to track. His eyes go wide when the resin cap explodes over his weapon hand. "Still got my weapon bitch," he snarls as he swings that hand at Finesse and is flung into the ground. He realizes his mistake a second too late he tries to pull his hand away but it hits and there is a flash of green light that sends both Bullseye and Finesse flying.

America grits her teeth as she gets another of those strong blasts of photonic power right in the face. The light causes her eyes to shut but she doesn't let go of her hold on Moonstone. Not THIS time. Feeling the searing heat of it peel away at the topmost layer of her skin, singing parts of her hair, she holds on squeezing tighter on the woman's leg. With a furious cry of pain she pushes forward to punch into Moonstone's stomach driving the air from her lungs with the hit to her sternum. It stops the blast, at least, and America surges into the air above the rooftops dragging Moonstone with her by the leg. "ENOUGH!" America flies in a circle. Faster, faster, faster, until only a blur and then at the apex of speed she releases her hold flinging Moonstone as far as she can through the air. The Latina falls to the ground in a crouch after, panting heavily for breath and looking rather worse for the wear--but catching her breath with every deep gulp taken.

Zemo snarls as Cap keeps foiling his slashes with his accursed shield. "Issues?" he taunts as he catches Cap's fist in one hand and fights to keep it there. "What of your clinging to your by-gone ideals, the country you fought for no longer-" the rest of his speech is cut off by Iron Man's missiles exploding around him throwing him backwards "Nooo!" he shouts his chance to defeat Captain America one-on-one ripped from his grasp.

The Abomination is not too pleased either, his prey suddenly not there anymore and more of the damned missiles too. He goes down to a knee, his fist buried in the street as the smoke from the explosions clear then with a growl like an earthquake he grabs the still burning wreckage of one of the Humvees and flings it hard at Iron Man "Come back here and fight!"

There is an explosion. And, Finesse flies backwards; but the majority of the blow was covered by Bullseye's hand. Finesse rolls with the explosion, and slowly getting up, now having some aches, some pains, more blood and scrapes that show through her uniform making it look like someone seriously beat the hell out of her, she staggers, at first, towards Bullseye. Another stagger, until her steps become still a bit shaky, but more sure. She moves towards the man, and kneels down, hard, pressing her knee into the middle of his back, and grips his non-exploded hand. She knows the man is still a threat, even with one hand taken out, and in pain. And that's why she grabs his hand, and wrenches the four fingers of the hand in the very, very wrong direction. The sound might carry through on her com-link. Only then does she report, "Bullseye is contained." She looks towards the rest of her friends, to see where she will be needed, next. And then, she's looking for the nearest Intergang weapon she can get her hands on.

Moonstone keeps firing even as she's thrown, the beams ripping through walls and burning America each time they pass by then Moonstone is airborne flying out into the night sky and /not/ under her own power. She vanishes from sight.

"My hand, you stupid little bitch, you blew up my hand," Bullseye groans gripping the wounded limb, his fingers are still there, his armored gloves saved them, but he's badly burnt and when his fingers are twisted, he's in a whole lot of pain. Finesse's survey of the scene nets her four Intergang energy weapons by the doors to the factory, amidst the scattered remains of the armors Julian's telekinesis tore apart.

And Iron Man registers it, records it, and Stark will watch it again later. It won't stop the madness, but it gives some sadistic satisfaction. "Good job. Moonstone is apparently fighting America who has appeared. My armory is arriving. I need you to do something very specific, cause one hit and you are dog food," he informs Finesse. The armor lands on a nearby roof. Suddenly an arm is liquifying and drops down to puddle on the ground below near Finesse. "Wear it, it will have limited power and life-span due to no energy cells. I programmed the repulsor to blast when you flatten out your palm, so be careful. Have the green gamma-radiation thing run in circles for two minutes." Yes, don't give Finesse anything HARD Iron Man.

The arm is missing from Iron Man and there is obviously no one inside the suit. The Iron Man suit though goes flying toward the roof top.

The Iron Man suit though goes flying toward the roof top where his armory landed. It opens and he files inside and it starts to recharge his power cells a bit and install the omnibeam.

America snaps her eyes up when blast, after blast, after blast from the departing Moonstone comes flying back. They veer off in various directions which meant more than herself might get hit. With a single curse she pushes off from the ground to throw herself in front of the first... Then the second... and even the third. America flings herself mid-flight from one attack to another ensuring that none cause any further collateral damage, or worse, to harm or kill bystanders. America hovers mid-air a moment longer only for gravity to take over as she simply 'slips' out of flight to go crashing to the street below laying in an exhausted heap panting as if she'd run a marathon.

Finesse was about to pick up a gun, and start shooting things. People. Whatever they were. Then, Tony's orders -- and, the Iron Man suit come in. She steps into the puddle of nano tech goo, and allows it to pool over her uniform, and flesh. "I will trust," she responds to Tony, "This is not an attempt to have me be a decoy for you so that when the suit is shot again, I am not mistaken for Iron Man and presumed to be, therefore, dead." She has an analytical mind, like that. As the suit covers her, it takes her only a few moments to grasp the sensitivity of the controls. And, the repulsors in the armor send her aloft. She aims the limited weaponry of the suit as she flies by, finding the targeting system easily enough - Stark did design the thing to be as easy as possible for him to run after all, and she sends a few bolts of energy straight into the back of Abomination's head, to get his attention. She says nothing to taunt him, but uses the boosters and repulsors to send in herself in the direction and area Tony wanted her to. It's a nice, wide circle.

Zemo gets to his feet sword still held in shaky fingers. "They may have failed -" Zemo says and reaches for the pistol in its holster at his back. Not the way he wished to end this but he /will/ end it "-but I won't!" he fires off a blast aimed for Cap's head.

The Abomination roars and flings the last Humvee at the Iron Man armor when he's hit. Then he twists his thick neck around to survey the scene. Bullseye is down, Moonstone is gone it's just him and Zemo is drawing a gun. There's a moment where he thinks about saving Zemo, but he changes his mind and instead takes off towards the water, crashing through buildings trying to avoid Iron Man's repulsors and missiles.

"It's not even a full quarter of your body Finesse, and you are too short." Did Iron Man just tease Finesse in that computerized voice of his? "And I doubt I would be mistaken as someone that cute."

The armory works on the bulk of the Iron Man suit, the armory talking crap to Iron Man as he orders it to work.

The Humvee takes out part of the building the armory is on, only the hit throwing of Abomination's aim is what saved him. "Oh goodie."

But then it is done, and Iron Man soon jumps down off the building, still missing an arm and shoulder chunk. His omnibeam is charging as Abomination is trying to run away. "Ttsk....too bad, so sad. I'm pissed off today." As it charges, right before Abomination reaches the water does it go off! It isn't fully charged at full capacity or strength, so no blinding people forever or melting this city block away thank you very much! But it should be enough to make Abomination reallllllly love that water, a LOT. At least until the dirty water starts to get into his wounds.

The problem with shooting at a guy who can cause his weapon to bounce off any surface and into his hand and cause weird angles, he can do it with just about anything but doesn't when he's being a nice guy. With a flick of the wrist he raises his shield causing Zemo's bullet to bounce off and against a wall of a building and then a light pole before striking right at Zemos feet.

Captain America in the mean time rears back and throws the shield at Zemo with all his force. The shield traveling for the villain's chest. "Will you shut up."

America takes a few moments just to herself laying in the America-shaped crater in the ground staring up at the sky while the sounds of combat fading off still go on around her. Or not far off at least. With one final breath she shuts her eyes willing herself to find that extra bit of strength she KNEW was there in her, and then she pulls herself up to see what was currently going on. Cap kicking some guy's butt, check. Iron Man going after someone else, check. Finesse ... wearing... what? "...Good luck getting that way from her," she mutters to herself only to clamber back to her feet. "Cap! Hawk and Hellion?" Unlike the others she didn't have access to the radios they were on, and she'd been too occupied to see that they'd gotten dragged to safety. Her gaze was already snapping around trying to see if she could locate them just in case.

The Abomination sees the docks and crouching low springs into the air to leap the remaining distance only to be caught at the apex of the jump by the omnibeam and blasted further out into the water than he planned, crashing through a breakwater while he's at it. The green monster skips like a stone, once, twice, three times before sinking into the ocean.

Zemo steps back when the bullet lands at his feet eyes wide through the mask he raises the gun again but drops it and drops to the ground when he's hit by the shield, he is left groaning and staring up at the night sky with unfocussed eyes.

In Iron Man's comms the NYPD ask"Sit rep, are we clear to move in?" Is Finesse giving back the Iron Man suit? Not yet. As Iron Man takes out Abomination, Finesse turns 'round and manages with a clear understanding of how the repulsors work to hover in mid-air and scope around the area. In her head, time is ticking down. She fires the repulsors to carry her down, down, and sweeping low across the ground to scoop up one of the Apokolopis'

Intergang's weapons, and shoot back up to the roof that Captain America is on, landing on it smoothly. She might need a weapon, when the suit's power level runs out. Asks, over the comm, "Where are Hawkeye and Hellion?" To echo America's sentiments.

Iron Man responds, "Yes. I am contacting SHIELD to scan and search for Abomination however. I gave them an estimated location of where he went down in the ocean." He doubts they will find him, but he put a hurting on that monster. The suit starts to walk toward Finesse, "Rest are under yours to enjoy." He doubts the NYPD even /want/ Abomination.

As for America's words on getting the armor chunk back from Finesse? Not really that difficult, considering the nano-technology responds to Stark's very unique computer-like brainwaves. Right before the power leaves and when Finesse is stabilized, the arm section liquifies and drops down, and meets Iron Man half way to melt back into his suit and reform.

Captain America looks up to America and calls out, "Safe back at HQ." He says it where Finesse can hear it too. He looks up at Iron Man, "How are we with NYPD?" He looks around, catching his shield, "This is bust."

Iron Man then repulsors back to the roof top and enters the armory. "I will be returning the the Avengers Mansion for repairs and diagnosis due to the EMP burst. In the meantime, to a PB out for Sawyer Mason." He hates saying it, but he does. The armory then closes up behind him and takes off to return the suit to the Avengers Mansion.

Back at the Avengers Academy, Pym is getting the medics to settle Julian on one of the med-bays and the base system being ran by JARVIS as he is partially installed already. Pym takes the time to concentrate on Hawkeye, getting a full scan of him done before realizing that...., "He's alive, brain wave activity. Doing a blood diagnosis right now," Pym advises Stark. The information they gain will be earth shattering.Not only was Stark poisoned with Botulinum Toxin, but Hawkeye was poisoned with something that made him /APPEAR DEAD/, but he really wasn't.

Stark's eyes close tightly as he holds back his tears. Sawyer was never dead was she? Was this a set-up from the beginning years in the making? Or did something turn Sawyer on him and the Avengers, or is she not in control of her own actions? He isn't sure, but, sleep starts to cloud his mind as the armory secures itself in the Avengers Academy. "I...need to see Finesse after I wake up," Stark says before sleep overcomes him.

America actually looks relieved when that news is delivered and the anger that had been fueling her for the majority of this fight fades leaving her looking just a bit tired. Raising a hand she rubs it gingerly over her face only to pull her hand away staring at the blood that had come from her nose and long since found it's way over a good majority of her face. It had stopped leaking profusely at least though she was a mess. "Huh." Dropping her hand away again she watches the little melting-armor with an arched eyebrow even as she strides closer to the others... only to pause with her head jerking up watching him head off. Grunting she looks back to Finesse and Cap muttering, "Clean up's not my fav but I can stick around if needed." So long as everyone else was safe.

"Roger that Iron Man," the man on the other end of the comms says, he's professional but by his tone it sounds like he's glad Abomination is not their problem right now. "Our people are coming in."

He's correct, a short time later sirens can be heard and SWAT vans and ambulances arrive on the scene and everything becomes a mess of uniforms as the SWAT guys sweep up the bad guys and the EMTs check over the wounded, starting with the good guys, like Finesse and America. The officer in charge reports to Captain America, of course, now that Iron Man is moving off. "Area secure sir," he says. "I know SHIELD has been contacted about the Abomination, what about the rest of them?" he says nodding to where Zemo and Bullseye are being put in cuffs.

As the Iron Man suit flows off her, Finesse's state is revealed. She's still slightly favoring the leg, which will prove to be a minor injury that she'll recover from in a few days time; the scratches, cuts, bruises that pepper her body, across the torn fabric of her suit due to the two explosions she was in with the encounter with Bullseye make it look worse than it is. But, she looks back to Captain America, then to America herself. "I am ready to return to the Academy." She looks tired, but that sort of way that she's either trying, or not used to being this tired. But it's been a pretty big battle she's fought. "I also wish to see Hawkeye, and Hellion. And Tony." Her tone clipped, but slightly, ever so slightly, on edge. It's possible that Jeanne may actually be interested in their well-being.

Captain America loads the team up on the Quin jet and takes them to see everyone that's in med bay or get treated by Pym.