The War Memorial (Open to ALL)

[whiteraven]

At the last moment, Raven flung up a shield against Angel's blast. Powerful though it was, it seemed to circut around Raven as if she were an island in a river.

"You're outnumbered, Deathstroke." She said darkly. "Everybody here can see this. You haven't got anybody on your side anymore. There isn't a chance in a lifetime that you'll get out, much less with Stark. From my point of view, you haven't really got a choice in the matter."

[Pepper]

Pepper felt her body numb with the force of a blast, and she groaned against it, fighting inside of her own mind. The taser didn't seem like it had had any effect, and she remembered the last time she'd tried to fight a superhero...course that had been with pepper spray. But now both pepper spray and taser seemed ineffectual. It was maddening!

No, she would find a way to make it work. She'd go digging around and find one of those sonic tasers Obadiah Stane had loved so much. Now that would do some damage. Electricity might bounce off of metal, but the inner ear had no protection against harmonics. She had to be useful to Tony in some protective way. She was tired of standing by and watching him get hurt. Not after this war!

She took another step forward, reaching her hand out to Tony. The two mutants on either side were all with her, with Tony, against this man holding him. And she stood there with her hand out, trying to touch him, pull him back.

[Cyclops]

Cyclops had been the picture perfect representation of what a grieving and broken man would be. He had encircled the room many times, reading the names over and over. He was too busy mourning to speak to our notice anyone else and instead chose to pace around the white. He stopped and sat on the steps while the young woman and the man gave their speeches at the podium. He had been asked to speak as well, but he could not bring himself to do it. He was torn up enough on the inside anyway. After some time he was finally able to put on the mask of a happy and healthy Scott Summers and began to speak with the other arrivals.

[The Juggernaut, Bitch]

Cain had been watching all this go on as he stood near Charles' grave site. He knew of Tony Stark. Knew even more about Deathstroke, and yet he waited for a moment. He was half filled with sadness at what was happening and half filled with rage. How dare that fool Slade disrupt what was going on here. As far as Cain was concerned this was hallowed ground.

He reached and picked up his helm that was on his step-brother's memorial. Just before he put it on a huge wave of numbness hit him and he went to his knees. His arms and legs seemed to weigh a ton and he was having trouble standing up. 'Now I realize why I never take this thing off'. He thought while twisting it back on his head. He pulled himself up, using the memorial as a brace and started walking over to the group.

"Slade!"

[terminator]

Deathstroke flinched from the teaser and dropped Tony like a ton bricks so he could pull something out "What do you care more about stopping me or the War Memorial?" He asked as he moved his thumb over the button but not hard enough to push it. "I always have a way out Raven you should know that by now girl." He said looking over at the girl then back at the others. "I'd move back if I where you Ms. Potts." He said once he noticed the woman was moving for Tony.

[Iron Man]

Tony was dropped to the ground with a thud staying where he was trying to clear his head. He looked up at the people who seemed to have noticed what was going on between him and Slade, and shook his head as he rosed to his feet grabbing the knife in the one eyed mans boot "You really need to learn to say out of my business." he said before throwing the knife at Pepper.

[Pepper]

Pepper's mouth dropped open as Tony spoke to her. What was he talking about? He practically paid her to make sure she was permanently in his business. The man could hardly function without her, it was true. And she had just attempted to save his life!

So stunned was she that she didn't actually register the knife until she felt the piercing pain in her shoulder. She screamed and reeled backwards, her knees giving out, and she looked up at Tony's merciless face. He had thrown a knife at her. This was beyond him attacking Katherine like he had, now he'd attacked his own personal assistant. This wasn't an isolated incident. "What's happened to you?" she asked through the haze of pain, and as her vision blurred from it all she could remember was that hypodermic needle.

"What have you done to him?" she shouted at the man who had stabbed Tony.

She didn't faint, but the combined emotions and intensity of her shout forced her to lay backwards on the ground and stare up at the sky, her emotions and thoughts tumbling wildly.

[whiteraven]

Raven's eyes widened as she digested Deathstrokes threat. And she knew in her heart that he wouldn't hesitate a heartbeat. This was as close to hallowed ground that many war torn super's would ever know, and there was no chance in a lifetime that it would be because of Raven that it would be destroyed.

She raised her hands slowly so that Deathstroke could clearly see as the energy she had collected in them faded, leaving her without an attack.

"Fine," She said, "You win, nobody's going to attack you or Stark, just, lower the weapon. Would you really defile the memories of those who fought in the war? You were a leader of the Untouchables, do their lives mean so little?"

As she spoke, she moved ever so slowly in a circle around the mercinary until she reached Pepper. Turning away from Slade Wilson, Raven ran the last couple steps to where pepper was lying, close to loosing conciousness. Kneeling before the woman Raven ever so gently pried the knife out of Pepper's shoulder.

Lying soothing hands on the wound, slowly Raven begane to transfer the wound from the woman's body to her own. Sharp pain blossomed in Raven's shoulder and she felt a hint of blood soak into her gown, but then it was gone, and with it was Pepper's cut. The skin had knitted itself back together and all the showed was ripped cloth and blood, lots of it.

Softly, Raven told Pot's, "It's okay, you're going to be alright, but you've lost a lot of blood. You're going to feel very weak, but you'll live. Just rest."

Still crouching on the ground, Raven turned to glare at the Mercinary and whatever Tony Stark had become. Wishing with all her might there was something she could do, but she had faught Deathstroke many times before. And she feared that if she tried to use her powers to take the weapon away from him he would recognise the signs and fire it.

"Damn." She whispered to herself, unconciously clentching her jaw. There was nothing for her to do now.

[terminator]

As they talked an air ship appeared over and a dozen or so S.H.I.E.L.D. agents landed with there guns drawn and trained on the hero's "Grab the woman and kill anyone who gets in the way." He ordered a few men moved over to Pepper ready to shoot Raven if she tried anything. With Stark being the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. he gave Deathstroke power over everyone and everything that belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D. which made him a whole lot more dangerous then before. A small ship landed a short ways away "Its time to go." He told Tony as he head for the ship.

[whiteraven]

Raven stayed as still as she possibly could. The S.H.I.E.L.D. men had guns to her and every other super in the clearing. One of them picked up the still woozy Pepper Pots, while the others jumbled around making themselves feel important by jabbing gun barrels in everyone's faces.

Raven started to stand up out of her uncomfortable crouch, only to be pushed down onto the lawn by something worse than a Tazer in her hurt shoulder. Holding it with her free hand she glared balefully at the man but didn't move.

Taking reckless advantage of her Telepathy she sent a single message to Deathstroke's mind.

*you're a son of a bi*ch, I hope you know that."

[Angel]

{{Damn you guys are fast.....uh-oh....mad Angel }}



The more the former goddess watched, the more anger boiled inside her. She didn't move as everything slowly unfolded. Not when Tony was dropped, not when Pepper was stabbed, and not when Raven went to help Pepper. But, when Deathstroke threaghtened to blow the memorial, everything changed and the fuse that Angel was at the end of, burned out.
As people with guns came pouring into the site, she could only get angrier and angrier. They jabbed the mourning in the sides. The forced Raven to the ground and hit her as well. As men surrounded her and yelled at her to get on the ground, she refused. Reaching up slowly, she pulled her hat off and dropped it to the ground. Her face was now completely showing, her burning green eyes, flaming red hair, and sacred god-like markings. The men yelled louder and raised their guns, but still Angel didn't move. She could feel it. The barriers in her mind quavering, the dark power cracking them. She heard the sound of the guns being cocked and loaded.
"I'm going to tell you one more time! Get on the ground now!"
Angel turned her head slowly to the man who had spoken.
"Go to Hell."
She said darkly. The man raised his gun.
"Fire!"
He called. His men pulled on their triggers and gunshots erupted. Angel was thrown a few inches in every direction before crumpling to the floor. As their guns lowered, their hearts stopped. Angel was laughing. She brought herself up to her hands and knees. The men raised their guns once again, but they were slowly backing away. A darkblue shockewave was shot out of her body and all the S.H.I.E.L.D men were thrown off their feet.
The whole time she had been building a barrier and when the bullets struck, she shot them back with a wave of Mecoria magical energy. She vanished and in a flash of black light appeared before Dathstroke, not in funeral attire anymore, but in her assassin clothes.
She slammed her hand into the man's neck, striking as if she had super human strength. Wtih the other she gripped his hand that held the detinator at the wrist and pushed his nerves, paralyzing his arm up to his elbow. The small button fell but stopped in mid air, a slight blue glow around it. Even though he was unarmed with the threat, she held his arm and throaght with brushing force, begining to lift him in the air.
"How dare you even try..."
She glared angrily, her eyes begining to emit a greyish blue glow at the corners. The sacred marks of the Androlescent and Mecoria began to darken.


{{Sorry tis so looong eh heh }}

[Poison Ivy]

ooc| Take no offense, but I am ignoring the attack on Deathstroke because it is radiating godmoding. If this is an issue, tell me, and I'll change my post.

An echoing 'tsk tsk' sounded throughout the chaos of what would be a peaceful meeting full of mourning. "Oh dear, must you be so over dramatic?" Pamela quirked a brow at the angry teenager as she strutted past the S.H.I.E.L.D. men who lay on the floor. She pouted her lips, if only they had stayed alive a while longer, Ivy would have loved to flaunt some of her skills for the crowd. With a smirk, Poison Ivy ran her fingers through the crown of her hair, letting the waves of jacinth fall around her curvaceous frame. "What makes you believe that you're the only one who has plans for Mister Stark?" She asked Deathstroke. The woman spoke as if the words were dropping off her lips like a poisonous dew-- and knowing Pamela, that could very well be a possibility. Her plans for Stark? Oh, she had many. She could control him. He had money, recognition, and legal abilities among many of other things the man had to offer. Having him as captive would be not only a great, ego-pumping feat, but it would place the poisonous woman back on the map. She is a threat, and she won't let anyone forget that.

Pamela had indeed been watching the War Memorial taking place for a while, much like many others. She would have been as equally affected as the other heroes; a loss is still a loss. But Pamela was put away and kept in Arkham Asylum, and she was angry that the world hadn't waited for her. War? She would have made a war look good. So good.

Rolling her eyes, Poison Ivy ignored the woman who continued to attack the S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers and set her attention on Tony Stark, where her eyes narrowed. "Give Stark to me, and I'll let you all get back to your little party for the dead." She ordered, pointing a neatly filed, crimson fingernail out to Deathstroke. "You know what I am capable of, Slade. I suggest you go by the phrase 'Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn'." She paused as she pursed her lips, looking from the heroes on either side of the two villains. "Especially if the woman is deathly."

[x23]

(OOC: I asked Deathstroke if I could use him in this post. As far as I know she didn't give the ok to use him in Angels post.)

"I think not you remember hearing about my little project back in Arkham Asylum? your about to meet the end results." He said as one of the men radio one of the ships overhead. X-23 back flipped out of the ship heading head first to the ground before hitting the ground she flipped so she would land feet first in front of Pamela. Slowly standing up she glared at the woman letting out a low growl as two Adamantium claws tore there way to freedom between her knuckles blood ran down the blades and dripped to the ground as she watched the woman. "Created to be one of the most deadliest assassins in the world next to myself. Why don't you two get to know each other?" He said.

[The Juggernaut, Bitch]

Cain walked over to where Pepper had hit the ground and where Raven was working on her. He waited until she finished and with one arm he slung her over his shoulder and stood with the rest of them.

When the young girl jumped from the chopper and Cain saw the claws she produce it made him laugh inside. "Listen darlin. I've fought and worked with a guy that had those and he didn't do much good against me." He sighed. "So, lets just all do this the easy way. You," He pointed his left finger at the lot of them, "Take what you came to get. Its pretty clear Tony wants to go with yall, so just go. I'm not above ripping you guys apart but I'd rather not on this day. You guys get a free pass."

[Iron Man]

(Occ: Cain your godmoding you can't just pick Pepper up like she's a side of beef.)

While everyone was fighting over who would own him Tony had made his way into one of the air ships and put on his armor that had been repainted from red and gold to black and sliver looking much like the War Machine armor only missing the shoulder mounts and a few other things that armor had. Once everything was in place he waked out and took to the air flying high over the group before he opened fire with his repulsors on everyone who wasn't working for Salde.