Justice, like lightning! (Spidey, Thunderbolts)

[Penance]

The briefing had been short and simple, and had left most of the group feeling differently about the situation.
Robbie was in awe of their first mission - They were going to do what Norman had always secretly wanted the T-Bolts to do. For their first assignment as the new Thunderbolts, they were going to take down Spiderman.

The CSA seemed to believe that Spiderman was a danger, even if he was never seen again. After unmasking during the registration drive as teacher 'Peter Parker' he flaunted the law and disappeared, to continue masked vigilante work.
He was, much like Oliver Osnick, exactly what the people were afraid of - or so the CSA told them. A masked vigilante, untrained, unanswerable to any official body and able to deal death and violence at random.

Apparently, he had to be stopped, and they were the ones to do it.

They had already all been deployed in a small area of New York. It was known to be a common stop on Spiderman's evening patrol, and the Thunderbolts were waiting for him.
From the rooftop he was standing on, Robbie looked around. Spiderman would show up soon, and somewhere nearby the others were waiting.

MACH V, Venom, Hunter Seeker, himself - Penance and a new addition to the team - Deadpool. It seemed that the CSA had decided to try putting merc's on the payroll, and the mouthy, irritating Wade was the first one to sign up.

Wade didn't annoy Robbie as much as he did most of the others. In fact he agreed with Abe when he said he was damn glad Wade was so irritating and seemingly invincible. They both thought it was good to have your enemies concentrating on fighting the un-killable jokester, whilst you picked them off one by one.

Somewhere, off in the distance, he saw the shape of a man swinging between buildings - headed in their direction.

"Alright T-Bolt's, let's bag this one nice and easy. The CSA want him alive to stand trial and be an example to other meta-humans who defy the law." Abe's voice came over the radio, crackling through the ear piece in Robbie's helmet, but he didn't seem like he was done.

"I say we make an example of him here and now." Abe swallowed hard, "Let's beat him back to the stone age."

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((OOC: Spidey might (probably will) need a hand at some point, so If a couple of passing heroes wanna get involved to pull him out of the fire (Or wherever it's going at the time) just PM Penance and ask if you can jump in.)

[Hunter Seeker]

((OOC: My, long post. I'll keep them shorter in future, don't worry!))

"Alright T-Bolt's, let's bag this one nice and easy. The CSA want him alive to stand trial and be an example to other meta-humans who defy the law."

Amjad Rafi, codenamed 'Hunter Seeker' in Iran, his country of origin, smiled with anticipation. His country had been defeated, destroyed and left to rot by the untouchables, and now he would be able to take some small revenge for that act. The news that he would be hunting down the untouchables had even alleviated the burden of being forced to work for the damned government that had started the war.

Much to his chagrin, Amjad would have to work with this team made up of of government lackeys or scum. Penance he disliked for his major part in Amjad's capture and was serially depressed; Venom sent both strings of fear and disgust down Amjad's spine, so that he longed to kill the beast; Deadpool was annoying, mouthy and invulnerable, and Amjad knew that if he did yield to his base temptation and shoot Deadpool in the skull he would just get up again. Mach V seemed the only individual apart from himself who was even remotely mentally balanced, and the only one Amjad did not loathe for one reason or another, partly because he had actually made an effort to preserve Amjad's dignity, as unscrupulous Amjad thought his motives had been.

In all fairness, Amjad thought, he had not exactly been the cause of celebration among the Thunderbolts. But he would rue the burden of being on this team until he died or escaped.

Amjad saw a swinging shape heading towards where he knew Penance was. Amjad dropped all his thoughts about the other Thunderbolts as his training, deeply ingrained after a decade and more, took over. He pressed himself down onto the roof and looked at his target. Spider-man had some sort of sense that allowed him to evade bullets, and even those as inhumanly inaccurate as Amjad's would not be effective until closer. However, Amjad could see something he could do.

Amjad allowed himself a grin as Mach V gave the go-ahead. He replied over the connection, his voice crisp and sharp as it had been during the war.

"I will not fire at his body until he's closer: at this range his sense will render them ineffective. Instead, until he gets closer I will fire at his webbing, causing him to fall. I will do so now. It should prove a moment or two of distraction for you all to take advantage of." Amjad paused, his voice grim. "Do not fail my mission for revenge here."

Amjad watched the distant figure's hand shoot out and another piece of webbing attach itself to a building.

Amjad's brain had been subject to experiments that had increased it's learning skills and speed over twenty times that of normal: he had trained with a pistol for seven years non-stop. He had never missed at more than the range he was facing now.

Amjad raised his pistol, aiming at where he thought the thinnest strand of webbing would be, and fired.

[Deadpool]

He could smell it now, Sweet beautiful cash. And a big badge, and being on the right side of the law! oh it was sweet, only problem was he had to deal with these losers. The only one that even sold comic books was Venom, and it wasn't even your good ol' Eddie brock!

Walking across the rooftop his spun guns in his fingers, standing in front of Venom he stared at the creature for a while and then simply shook his head disapprovingly "Bring Back Eddie...scorpion become venom...next i'll become a good guy!" then he looked around "hey wait, boss, are we actually good or bad?" it was an odd question actually, but hmm it was a tough one. Wade wasn't exactly sure how he felt about this morally ambiguous group. Then again, money and a badge...
Tough choice.
Yawning he looked around at the others "Well then lets smash ol' Tobey Maguire, he wont be able to movies after the punches i give him. I'm gonna work the face and then im gonna work th-" He looked to venom who was almost salivating over the choice of the hunt, "Actually on second thoughts i'm just gonna stay out of HIS way"


Pete was ouch for his usual swing along. Time after time he always wondered why he donned his black suit and came out here. Oh who the heck cares. Not one person, ever. could have the kind of escapism being spider-man gave him. He threw out another shot. When suddenly it didn't connect "Oh its every other day all over again" he said as began to fall towards the rooftop.

[Mach V]

Abe was several hundred feet above the rooftops when he 'heard' the shot from Rafi. More that his suit's external sensors registered the sound, direction and location of the gunshot, but who cares about the specifics?.

Hopefully he hadn't given his position away to the Web-head. They'd be even more fortunate if Parker didn't even realize how thoroughly 'in over his head' he was here. They were going to make an example of him alright, but in a different way the the one the CSA had in mind.

MACH V targeted the falling form of Peter Parker from the air, and sped down towards him, his repulsorlift systems accelerating his suit hard towards the Web-slinger.
It was difficult to gage the expressions of a man with a sock over his head, but Abe hoped that he registered surprise when the armored bulk of his suit turned up beside him in mid fall.

"Hello Parker." Abe yelled, grinning like a madman as they both fell at matched speeds, head first towards the ground, hundreds of feet below.
They might have been upside down and falling, but that didn't stop Abe. He reached out and grabbed the front of Spidey's costume with incredible speed and strength, before drawing back his other hand and making a fist.

"Thunderbolts, let's go already!" Abe called over the comm-system to the other T-Bolt's. Parker wouldn't hear a word. He'd still think it was just him and Abe - until it was too late.
Abe almost laughed to himself at the thought of Venom surprising Parker. He was immune to the web-head's spider sense, and should hopefully put an end to his vigilante rampage.

"Say goodnight, asshole!" Abe yelled as he threw a hefty punch in the direction of Parker's nose. His heavily armored fist whistled as it flew through the air towards its target, with enough force to puncture a concrete wall.

[Wolverine]

The sudden intrusion would not be fun for the T bolts at all. Yet… here he was. Watching Spider-Man flying backwards he shook his head. Why did he owe this guy? Jumping in front of Spider-Man blocking the way he let his claws slide out. ”Figured ya might need some help kid.” He let his foot slide back and locked his eyes on Mach V, he didn’t even know these people… well besides the one who was on the rooftop close by named Deadpool. Other than him… didn’t ring any bells.

Situation now… Spider-Man lay behind him with probably when he woke up a splitting headache, he didn’t have his uniform on… only his civilian clothes… Probably these people where very angry at Spidey for some reason… but Wolverine would be taking first blow on the kid for showing who he was and probably knock some sense into him. These clowns didn’t know he was the only one who he allowed to do so. ”Mind if I cut in?” He let his left foot slide backwards and his eyes narrow.

[Spiderman]

It was all a bit of a daze. Peters head was swimming. he tried get up. but he slipped in something.
god was that blood?
Pete bought his hand to his face looking at it was stained with blood "What the f-frii-g-in hell!" his words came out splattered in blood. Pete managed to pull himself to a reflective surface half of his mask was torn off. revealing a bleeding bottom lip, probably a broken nose. And he was pretty sure chins weren't supposed to look like that...

Stumbling up he started to get his barings. Ok check, the Beetle just cleaned his clock, But why? sure he didn't Like Pete, but he never thought it boiled down to this much. Feeling his second wind coming on he stumbled next to wolverine. "oh man i woulden't mind some of that healing factor about now!" His head was still swiming. what the heck was happening anyway?

[Mach V]

Abe was actually surprised when the blow landed, and a little shocked at the amount of force it connected with. Thinking back to the times he'd fought Parker as 'The Beetle', he had almost expected to miss.
Was his armored suit really all that much more advanced than it was then? Of course it was, but should that make a difference? Abe honestly didn't know. Maybe the Web-head was just having an off day, or he'd actually caught Parker by surprise.

MACH V turned and decelerated as he watched Spiderman fall away from him towards the ground below. He took a moment to inspect the armored fist he'd struck Parker with, and was a little shocked to see blood on his knuckles. Excellent.
The spider landed hard. So hard in fact he actually seemed to be knocked out. Abe was wondering how it could all be so easy, when an unfamiliar figure stepped in front of the Web-slinger.

The Wolverine?

He wasn't even supposed to be here. He was away from New York - or so the CSA thought. Well, whilst they were wrong about that, they'd be pleased to see two vigilante's brought in, on the same operation.

Abe landed on the opposite side of the street from Parker and Wolverine. The Web-head seemed to be inspecting his face in a window across the road - and it looked like he'd been hit by a train. Abe could probably arrange that too. . .

"Get out of the way Wolverine. The CSA want Parker - not you. We only want him, so be smart and walk away." Abe's tone was flat. Not altogether too threatening, but it certainly conveyed a lack of tolerance for interference.

"DeadPool, take care of Logan. Venom, get down here and squash the Spider whilst he's distracted. Hunter - shoot somebody! Robbie. . . stay up there. If the shit hits the fan, we'll need you." MACH V issued orders to the T-Bolts nearby with his suit's communicator as he waited for Logan's response.

Soon this would all be over, one way or another - and things were already looking good for the Thunderbolts.

[Wolverine]

”Hmmm… walk away… Walk away.” He looked back at Spider-Man for a moment and raised an eyebrow. ”Have you… ever seen me walk away form a possible fight?” He asked the webhead. And then turned back to Mach V. He still had his foot slid back standing in the very same position. He then pushed forwards and slashed out with his claws to the hands and arms of Mach V, he didn’t care who was ordered to take him out, as long as he would take them along with him. ”Do yourself a favour kid and get lost.” He yelled back at Spider-Man. He couldn’t use him around now, certainly not while he was injured.

Taking his chances he so decided to stay by his attack on Mach V, even if he didn’t know the man… well perhaps he didn’t but he couldn’t recall right now. Perhaps it had been for the best to cut his visit to Canada very short after what had taken place there. ”Why send the nut after me? Afraid to handle me by yourself?” He asked and tilted his head to one side. Unlike Spider-Man Logan never really needed to hide his true identity from anyone. People knew him, mostly thanks to the claws.

[Mach V]

Abe probably should have expected it, but he wasn't entirely prepared for the speed at which Wolverine moved, or the ferocity of his attacks.
It was fortunate then, that he seemed to know so little about the armor Abe had designed, built and was about to use to cave in one side of Logan's head.

The composite carbon fiber lattice that surrounded the second adamantium skeleton wasn't going to give way to slashing attacks - even from adamantium claws. It was likely the only way Wolverine would get through the outer layer of the armor was with a fairly forceful stab.
Sure Logan could go for the visible systems on the exterior, but there was nothing vital he could damage without a determined, focused attack. And this one was far too frenzied.

Abe raised his arms to block the first few slashing blows from the sides, to see his suit's HUD inform him that his EM effector in the left gauntlet had stopped responding.

He was going to have to do something about this irritation.

Abe quickly put his hands up and fired the repulsorlift drives in his palms, and feet, leaving the drive unit on his back off.
This had the effect of sending a wave of pressure and heat out at Wolverine, and firing Abe backwards - away from the mutant's frenzied blows.
From fifty or so meters away, Abe activated the Gatling canons in his shoulders and loaded their solid-slug titanium ammo.

"Wrong decision." Abe Called out to Wolverine, as the silent gauss inductor cannons cycled up and unleashed a hail of bullets in his direction.

[Deadpool]

"get the nut" Deadpool was somewhere near to having a nerdgasm here! "money guns a big badge!" he started skipping over to where he should be "Me shoot Wolverine? i dunno we are buds..." he said as he breathed out. Widrawing his swords he pressed his teleporter.

His hands were already full of grenades as he threw them in the direction of wolverine. Jumping behind buckethead "BOOM BABY! BOOM! oh fans of hugh jackman are not going to like this one BIT!" he yelled out with glee. He got his swords and stood defensively waiting for the grenades to let off and Wolverine to come stumbling back into the fray!

oh happy day!

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Pete was dazed and confused to say the least. It was definatly the beetle. But that wasn't all his Spider sense was off the charts- like Norman osborne- off the charts! It was like things moved in slow motion he was already to say that he wasn't going anywhere when well litterally crap hit the fan! and not just crap
Deadpool looking crap-
Groaning as if an inner headache had just been reawakned he moved as fast as he could. Weblines shot out and grabbed wolverine as he jumped off the side of the building landing with another thud as the thunderous sounds of at least five grenades went of "that deadpool is effin crazy! this is a city block and hes using grenades!!" he said as he shook his head. Standing up he knew it wasn't going to be much longer until more would come, he did his best to get prepared "I think you owe me another one there wolvey"

[Hunter Seeker]

((OOC: I will be away for two weeks on saturday, so for that time I will allow Mach V/ Penance to control Amjad/Hunter Seeker in this thread. Thanks!))

Amjad looked at the chaos in the street below. He hadn't been able to fire recently without risking hitting someone on his team. Now that Spider-man (extremely vulnerable after Mach V's punch) and Wolverine were out of the fray. Amjad lifted his pistol up, and then Deadpool threw two handfuls of grenades.

Amjad stared in amazement as the grenades cascaded down: at least one of them would hurt an innocent. Was Deadpool mad?

He is, isn't he...

Amjad looked at the grenades and spider-man: if he shot down the grenades he would miss a perfect shot...

Damn the Thunderbolts!

Amjad emptied his pistol's clip at the grenades, shooting five of them out of the air. Spider-man had already grabbed Wolverine and leaped off the roof, landing on another building below. Amjad needed to act quite quickly, and reloading would take time, so he pulled out his father's old revolver and aimed it at Spider-man, who was still holding Wolverine.

Amjad knew that spider-man had some sort of sense that meant he could detect danger and dodge any bullets. So all he had to do was make sure that wherever he dodged there would be a bullet...

Amjad looked at the revolver that his father had used. It was the gun he used for all lucky shots. He aimed the barrel at spider-man; once he might have muttered a prayer to Allah, but never since his country had died had he done so: instead he fired all six bullets in the revolver.

One above spider-man, if he jumped; one below him, if he ducked; one to his right, if he went that way, and another to his left: and one towards his chest, if he just stepped backwards.

And before all these bullets had been fired, Amjad had fired one towards the head of Spider-man...

[Mac Gargan]

Peter Parker, a shadow sat atop of an air vent surrounded by rising steam seemed to twitch slightly, Spider-Man, the twitch increased to positively a shake; rhythmic and regular, bringing him to... justice! The reason for such shaking became suddenly apparent as giggles rolled out from behind Deadpool.

Slipping out of the steam came a walking, fanged shadow, moving with silent, liquid, grace; giggling like a child. Leaning forward to pad to the edge of the rooftop, without even thinking about it slipping into a stance faintly reminiscent of Spider-Man and coming beside the Merc with the Mouth. A long drop of viscous drool running from his fanged mouth to splash on the edge of the roof.

"Actually on second thoughts I'm just gonna stay out of HIS way" His voice sounded like a Popsicle dipped in bleach. Venom turned to Deadpool and smiled even wider, the edges of his fanged maw almost threatened to leave the sides of his face. They liked Wade; Venom couldn’t smell fear on him. They watching with glee as the Spider plunged into the building. It was taking everything that Mac had to convince the Symbiote not to charge headlong into the fray. That every moment had to be savoured, today they were going to take something of Parker’s something he couldn’t get back... maybe a hand. He was stirred from his daze as his com bead buzzed to life his ear.

"Deadpool, take care of Logan. Venom, get down here and squash the Spider whilst he's distracted. Hunter - shoot somebody! Robbie. . . stay up there. If the shit hits the fan, we'll need you." They tapped their bead in response.

“Whatever you say Beetle... heh just like old times.” With already mighty legs, strengthened by the union with the Symbiote powered Venom into the air. Soaring on what felt like limitless power, below them they saw bullets fly through the air towards the two ‘unregistered’ criminals. As soon as those bullets had found their mark then the great dark shadow of Venom would be upon them.

This was such a great day.

[Wolverine]

Just after the bullets had entered his body he felt himself being pulled to the side and landed with a heavy thud beside Spider-Man. Crawling back up he rested on hands and knees to give his healing factor a break. ”Let’s… wait with… the owing part…” He stated and heard the grenades explode in the distance, Spider-Man once more spoke up and now Wolverine looked to the side where he stood. ”Nah… ya think?” He asked and got up again while some popping noises gave away he was healing up already and some of the bullets where already falling to the ground.

For a moment there seemed to be peace, then the sudden sound of bullets from behind them. Logan reacted by grabbing Spider-Man and pulling him in front of him. Covering the web head with his own body. He now looked at Spider-Man. ”I think we’re back to even now.” He stated before he sank to his knees. He didn’t collapse or anything… he just needed a moment to recover from all this. Something he knew they wouldn’t give them.

Something came for them. Logan looked to the side to see something… black… huge flying their way… or falling, one of the two. ”He’s yours.” Logan pushed himself up once more and made ready for a next attack.

[Deadpool]

Pete groaned, this was bad, bad day. He was still dizzy, His Spider-sense was crazy off the charts, and his ears were ringing. Was this another sinister six or something? Christ why was it always him.

Before he had even time to say a witty catchline Wolverine jumped infront of him to catch the next array of bullets "Thanks there logan, having your own personal bullet catcher is pretty handy" He managed to stumble onto his feet when he heard the sound of something far, far worse

"Oh for god sake!" He slapped his face. and was reminded that there was blood there "venom and deadpool, and the beetle!" he groaned "This is a pretty lame sinister six" he yelled out to the group. But inside he was terrified. he inwardly hoped that maybe the sound of deadpools voice would of hurt the symbiote.
oh such luck!
Pete picked up a steel pole that was hanging on the side of a dustbin it was making a rather large ruckus "BRING IT ON MC'GARGAN!"

[Deadpool]

/facepalm, thats twice ive done that now