Zemogeist (Open to Avengers)

[ngm_foes]

It had been so long since he had felt the sensation of physical flesh and blood. In fact he had no idea just how long it had been. Time in Mephisto's Hell blurred as one torment seemed to melt into another in an endless cycle of pain and depravity. It came to the point where he could barely remember his own living past. Through all the torment he did remember a few things, his name, that he had been someone of importance, and an undying hatred of Captain America. These facts somehow kept his soul from completely breaking under the pain. It seemed his stubborn refusal to simply be just another broken soul caught Mephisto's attention, and the Hell-Lord had made him a singular offer. In exchange for a new, demonic life upon Earth once more, Zemo had to destroy the Avengers within a years time. If successful, Heinrich would be reborn as a human in the prime of his life. Failure would mean complete annihilation. In the end it was really no choice at all. Heinrich accepted, and using his newfound powers, returned to the Earthly plane. To Zemo's surprise more time had passed than he had imagined, a new group of striplings now made up the Avengers. As much as he desired vengeance on Captain America, he had to fulfill his contract with Mephisto first. That meant that these children had to die. Zemo was no fool and knew arrogance had led to his death and would not underestimate his opponents again.

His transformation into a demon had not just been physical, but also mental. Zemo learned that he now had a much greater affinity for dark magicks. While a man of science in life, Zemo would use any tool he had to to gain what he desired. Converting his body into raw, demonic essence, he moved through the night sky unseen by the humans below until he came to the headquarters of the Avengers. He moved towards it, his essence expanding and bonding with the building, an action completely unnoticeable to those on the street. When finished, all reality within the building was his to manipulate. Time to see just what these modern-day wunderkind could do.

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[lil_hulk]

He blinked at the screen. "Who put a fuzzy X-Man in my computer?"

It likely wasn't, but that was the more comforting thought at the moment. The Avengers had a lot of villains with heavy German accents. He didn't want any of those in the middle of his schoolwork.

"GAH!" Jack tried to backpedal in his chair. The arm that had been searching for the cord was now wildly flailing to try to rip the cord from his neck. His panic was twofold, one from the attack and the other from trying to not let fear spur on a change of green.

[ngm_foes]

The cord hung on with an unholy tenacity, though Jay was loosening it a bit. The two prongs at the end suddenly shifted and merged, turning into a single sharp point. It then lunged toward his right eye.

[lil_hulk]

He kept trying to save his neck with one hand. His other hand was trying to grab the back of the deadly plug to keep his eye unpoked. This was the worst Stooge movie ever.

As he was grappling around his head and neck, he used his legs to get up from the chair and try to stagger farther away from his desk. He hoped to find the limit of this cord soon.

[ngm_foes]

Jay managed to reach the end of the cord's reach, though the cord itself maintained a stubborn grip on him. Jay's efforts were managing to keep the strangulation from cutting off too much oxygen. As Jay kept the possessed cord at bay, behind him a demonic hand seemed to slowly emerge from the floor as if the latter was water.

[lil_hulk]

He wasn't aware of the hand rising up from the murky floor of shadows behind him. He was struggling with the killer cord and not letting the fear turn him into the Hulk. Rampaging through the mansion would not be good. He had rampaged through New York a few months ago.

He tried turning his head to keep his eye out of stabbing range and tried pulling the cord apart. He wasn't superstrong, but he had gotten back on working out. Trying to get back to his normal. He grunted and pulled.

He was movement out of the corner of his eye. He tried to shift a little to get a better look at what was happening. Though his attention was more on trying not to die.

[ngm_foes]

Jay's efforts were rewarded as he managed to pull the cord away from his neck. However this was just a distraction as the hand shot out to grab his ankle in an attempt to pull him backwards.

[lil_hulk]

"AH ha!" He said it was a gasping breath. Air was good. His ankle being grabbed was less good. He flailed his arms to try to keep his balance long enough to try pulling away.

"There's evil Germans in the floorboards! I'm going to yell at Stark to get an exterminator!"

[ngm_foes]

"Evil? Boy you have not begun to see evil." Holes began to form around the room as more claws began to materialize and move to grab him.

[lil_hulk]

He didn't want to do this, but it was getting inevitable he wasn't going to escape this without letting the green out. There were too many holes and hands for him to deal with. He grit his teeth as his eyes turned green.

His skin picked up the same coloring as it started to expand from the muscle bulk growing underneath it. There were soft ripping sounds as the clothing that wasn't made from unstable molecules gave way to bulk.

"You picked on the wrong kid, Adolf-licker." His voice strained beneath the physical transformation.

[ngm_foes]

And that's when the demonic Zemo finally shows some all-too human concern.

"What is this!? You..you are spawn of that green monster!?" The claws shot quick toward Jay's throat. "I will not let you change!"

[lil_hulk]

"No one talks about Mom that way," Jay growled. He wasn't even aware the demon probably mean Uncle Bruce. With his Hulked out mind, evil was calling his Mama names. No one calls Mama names.

Usually Jen Walters-Wingfoot handled the name-calling on her own. She wasn't around, so Jay was going to smash. Or at least grab and squeeze the claws coming for his throat. "You got no power to stop me, booger-man."

[ngm_foes]

Zemo didn't have time to ponder the monster's use of "Mom" before his claws were seized. Zemo didn't waste time with banter as his head materialized from one of the holes, the middle of his hood splitting into a demonic row of teeth. From the depths of the maw a burst of Hell-hot flame shot forth from it toward Jay's face.

[lil_hulk]

Jay yanked on the claws in hand. Lots of holes meant this could be a cheese-grater effect. Though he didn't want any Nazi cheese on his tacos.

Despite his very thick green, skin, that Hell-hot flame hurt. Jay bellowed in pain. He yanked harder on the claws he had a hold on. And he swung his other massive fist wildly to punch the flames into stopping.

There was not much thought going through his green brain at the moment outside of ow ow ow make it stop ow ow ow make it stop

[ngm_foes]

Zemo snarled in frustration and indignity at not being able to break the brute's grip on his claws. Even more disconcerting was the fact that the creature's punches were actually making progress against his flames.

"Damnable monster! Begone!" Zemo stopped attacking Jay, but when he did the entire floor started to dematerialize.