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Blood Force ([personal profile] ngm_bloodforce) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2013-03-09 02:58 pm

On the Hunt

Panther's Blood Force eventually got their trans-reality portal to open again. There was some time lag and even greater distance shift between when they left and where they arrived. The five dimensionally-displace villains arrived at North Carolina's Outer Banks slightly disorientated from the journey. As they got their bearings, Blood Witch took a breath of the salty air.

She looked to the others of Blood Force. They looked hungry for action and slightly disappointed they weren't getting any right away. She took stock of their surroundings. No annoying superheroes were there yet. Which was both good and bad. Good in that they could lay a trap. Bad in that they had no one to call their prey to them.

She ran her tongue over her pointed canines. "Mm. Quiet little world here. Let's make it a little louder. Sandstorm, make this sandbox ours. Rough Justice, scout the area. Iron Maiden, Blackdog, get the authorities to come. I want a surprise for the soon to be dead crown prince."

The escaping nuisance from last reality had probably warned Remi deNamor. Blood Force would not have much time to set things up. The little almost king would be here soon. Possibly with others to slay.
clobberin_kid: (Default)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-03-16 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Jacob did not enjoy the idea of pulling witch duty on this one. He was happy to do his part for the team, but the whole idea of squaring off against a brain witch just made him squirmy. As squirmy as he got anyway.

He marched through the chaos, eyeing the fights already in progress and itching to jump in, but he had a task and everyone looked to be holding their own. The suit hovering over the water made a nice, shiny target, though...

Just as he was looking around for something to throw, he noticed two police cars just sitting there. Not completely strange, except that he could see people sitting in them. Cops, in the middle of all this, just sitting around?

Suspicious, he headed over to check it out. Maybe they needed help.
clobberin_kid: (confused)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-03-17 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that was not the reaction he'd been expecting. Cops sometimes didn't like working with the Foundation, but he'd never been outright shot at before. Not without so much as a warning.

And not through a windshield, either. What the heck?

He ambled closer, trying to look inside the cruiser, ignoring the bullets ricocheting off his skin.
clobberin_kid: (Grrr...)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-03-20 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not gonna work out well for you, you know." Jacob muttered as he watched the cops charge him and bounce off. He reached down and grabbed for the backs of their shirts, trying to lift them up out of harm's way... their own.
clobberin_kid: (confused)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-03-28 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey!" Jacob shrugged his shoulders and twisted around, trying to get a look at what or who was attached to his back. It was very unsportsmanlike to attack from behind!

"No free rides, lady!"
clobberin_kid: (confused)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-03-28 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Jacob was just about to drop the cops and try to make a grab for the woman on his back when he felt a strange sensation. She was biting him! What the heck?! He actually felt it.... well, just a little bit.

And then he started to get a little brain fuzzy.
clobberin_kid: (Grrr...)

[personal profile] clobberin_kid 2013-04-13 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
If he could have seen himself, Jacob would have been horrified to see his eyes begin to change color. The whites went jet black and the pupils turned red.

"... listen and obey," he muttered, still holding the unresisting policemen in his fists.