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Zemogeist (Open to Avengers)
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.
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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Doctor Power, from the Future Foundation, had been consulting with Vincent and Mira, and the picture they were starting to paint from the stolen components was not a pretty one. High energy transfer and conversion, dimensional transwarp components...
It was almost as if...
He paused, frowning in thought.
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Pressing against the wall she did slip her hand into the jacket pocket to pull out one of her sonic booms. After all a girl's gotta have some sort of weapon right?
DK beeped on her wrist a moment, distracting her from the holographic guard she was trying to sneak up on... The bike's AI also managed to draw it's attention and she threw herself to the ground hoping that it missed seeing her. "Damn your timing DK." She heard the 'footsteps' move closer and threw the small device at the hologram, making it flinch a moment, which was all she needed to dart past it. She needed a little more room to fight than the little hallway she had been given in the simulation.
"DK, track 7 please." At least it had a decent beat, in a real fight she knew she wouldn't be able to have a back beat, but this would help condition her so she wouldn't need it right?
The music started and she slipped into the fighting stance Nicky had taught her, her hands going up, one snapping the orb back to her hand, where she tapped the button on the side, blasting the song through it's speakers.
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He hunched over his laptop as he ignored the electronic beeping and booping coming from Boo's crate enclosure. He couldn't for these mandatory and not of his interest classes were done.
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"You've hit a wall, lederhosen-breath," Jay bellowed just before they hit the wall with a resounding crash.
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Mayday, back up WHATEVER YOU CALL IT!
Finding it she hoped she was using it right, not really having time to look for the instruction manual. Activating the device she sent out a message as fast as she could.
"Avengers under attack, Nazi era dead guy could use exorcist or somethin' to get rid of him!" As an after thought she added. "Supernatural lied, salt's got no effect!"
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