The Ultimates In…
ULTIMATE H.Y.D.R.A
Chapter 9: Fallen Angels
The Triskelion was under attack- again. But this time, it was for real. The Green Goblin was leading his Ultimate Twelve in the attack. Bodies were strewn at the entrances as the twelve slashed through, even the Black Cat. But then the twelve were met by the last, straggling S.H.I.E.L.D Forces. Nick Fury, the Ultimates, the Fantastic Four and Spider-Man headed sixty S.H.I.E.L.D troops.
"Surrender, Osborn, or you're fucking dead, you mutant son of a bitch," Called Fury, hefting his dual assault rifles, "I mean it, man!"
"GET THEM!" Shrieked the Goblin in his bizarre, inhuman voice. The twelve bombarded their foes. Iron Man and Scarlet Witch, the last two Ultimates, were battling frantically alongside Spider-Man and the tide seemed to be flowing in the way of the defenders… when they heard an explosion.
H.Y.D.R.A soldiers, men in some kind of robes but clutching high tech weaponry, poured in, blasting S.H.I.E.L.D troops aside. The Triskelion had fallen already, but the heroes wouldn't give up, and nor would Nick Fury.
"Run," Ordered Wanda, "I'll hold them off."
"Are you nuts?" Spat the general, "They've got a freakin' army here!"
"Yes, general. A whole army for me to stop," Wanda gave a slight smile, "Run, Nick!"
"Team!" Hollered Nick, "RETREAT!"
The defenders pulled back in waves as the Scarlet Witch shut her eyes, bit her lip until it bled and… and she did it. She pulled a miracle and the Prodigal Son returned. There was a crack of thunder as the mighty Thor appeared in the room.
"SCUM!" He bellowed and lightning crashed around them. Thor was no match for the forces, but he could hold his own for enough time, as the S.H.I.E.L.D agents poured away, Nick carrying Wanda.
And then it was all over. The defenders, rear guarded by the Thunder God, were getting away. Osborn looked livid…
But then the road was blocked. The Twelve had acted as a distraction for a barricade to be formed. And then Iron Man's sensors detected it. A compact S.H.I.E.L.D missile sped in… and the entire barricade and team vanished in a tremendous explosion!
Steve was led into a lab by General McGee. It was huge… cold… and dangerous. Four men stepped from the shadows, as McGee's form changed. Before Steve stood a disfigured younger man clutching a shotgun. The four others held machine guns and opened fire. Steve was blasted across the room, instantly losing consciousness!
The ash and dust cleared slowly in the wind to reveal a sorry story. Many of the soldiers lay dead, with very few survivors. Iron Man stood in his wrecked armour, while Spider-Man and the Fantastic Four appeared relatively alright, protected by the Invisible Woman's force field. Thor had managed to hurl himself over Nick and Wanda, unsurprisingly, had been 'lucky' thanks to her power over possibility.
All of the soldiers had died instantly, and the Ultimate Twelve could be seen closing in to check on the damage.
"We have to get out of here," Said Nick gruffly, "Thor?"
"I can teleport us," Replied the Thunder God, "But… perhaps I am only insane?"
Thor was still angry over the events of six months before. Nick groaned:
"Thor! Get over it!"
The Thunder God and teleported them free, seconds before the Twelve reached the disaster site…
TO BE CONTINUED!