Taggart's office Undisclosed location New York 5pm
Taggart sat in his chair reading Dr Raymond McMullen's assessment of Project Mother AKA Elizabeth Greene.
During the Idaho incident the RedLight virus; a previous version of what was now BlackLight was released into a small town to test its effects, of course
this had been a black op's mission so off nearly all records.
Elizabeth Greene had been among the inhabitants of the town but rather than succumb to the disease it bonded with her on a cellular level.
Until this day no one knew how or why it had happened, McMullen had devoted a large part of his life into trying to find out but had come up with nothing.
What they had found out though was the virus had mutated her giving her certain telepathic abilities, the most useful of which was her ability to
communicate mentally with other infected.
The plan had been to use her as a kind of shield if for some reason Blackwatch had to enter an infected zone they could use Greene to stop the infected
from attacking.
But she had proved difficult to control, 2 of her guards where currently in a mental asylum driven mad by her incessant voice in their heads.
Eventually McMullen had designed a strong neurological distorter that prevented her from entering people's minds but due to her incredible bond to other
infected it couldn't prevent her communication with them.
"It's too early to use her" Taggart said to himself placing the papers on his desk, laying back in his chair and closing his eyes.
A few minutes later the phone rang snapping him out of his comatose state.
Reaching out he lifted the phone and put the receiver to his mouth.
"Taggart here" he spoke into the phone.
"Colonel Taggart Sir, a group of Marines have just delivered Greene to our New York GENTEK facility" the voice said.
"Make sure she is sufficiently restrained and do not leave her alone for 1 minute"
"Yes sir"
"I mean it soldier! She make look calm and controlled but that woman is incredibly deceitful" Taggart insisted.
"We will not leave her alone for one second sir!" the voice assured him before he hung up.
"Cross will need to be informed of this" he said to himself picking up the phone again and dialing the number for H.A.M.M.E.R industries.
"We regret to inform you that due to a technical difficulty H.A.M.M.E.R industries is unable to take your call right now please call back later" the robotic voice
of a woman spoke down the line.
Slamming down the phone he began dialing Cross's emergency number.
"Colonel?" came the familiar gruff voice.
"Captain, Greene has been dispatched to help with the containment of the red zone" he said down the line.
"Sir are you sure that's wise? Greene might not be as docile as she seems, you know as well as I do how clever she is" Cross replied taken aback.
"It was not my decision Captain, it came from up high."
"Very well Colonel but there's something else you should know."
"What's that Captain?" Taggart questioned.
"Its about Alex Mercer."
New Avengers Hideout, New York 5:10pm
"You know what I do when I'm bored?"
"Wade please stop moving I'm trying to take a blood sample!" Spider-man replied exasperatedly.
"Well when I'm bored I like to whistle! It makes my neighbor's dog run to the end of it's chain and choke itself."
"Please sit still!" Peter said again, more irritably this time.
Deadpool looked at the wall-crawler for a moment.
"How did you ever become Marvels flag-ship character? I'm so much funnier than you!" he stated.
"Can you please just sit still for one minute!"
Deadpool had barely been with the Avengers 15 minutes and he was already driving them insane.
Logan was currently on his third bottle and the rest of the Avenger had been on the brink of gagging him so he would just shut up.
"Damn! I pity Pete stuck in there with him" Danny said turning and looking at the door of the makeshift lab
"How long do you think we'll have to keep him with us?" Cage asked following Iron Fist's gaze to the door.
"As long as is necessary and not a moment longer" Carol replied suddenly.
"You alright Carol?" Clint asked looking at her.
"I'm fine why?"
"You seem a bit on edge."
"It's just having that psycho here. I don't feel safe around him."
"Marvel's right" Logan said suddenly "Wilson may seem like an idiot but I assure you there's a big difference between insanity and stupidity we all need to
keep an eye on him."
"Whats that do?" The Avengers turned their attention back to the laboratory as they heard Deadpool's voice.
"Don't touch that!" came Spider-mans exasperated cry.
"Why is it turning black?"
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH IT!"
"Sounds like Peter is on the receiving end of the annoyance for once" Clint said chuckling slightly.
A few moments later a very tired and irritable Spider-man emerged from the laboratory followed by a very talkative Deadpool.
"Seriously I don't know what you science people see in experiments. They take so long and are as boring as hell!" the mercenary said as he pulled up a
chair and sat down.
"How did it go Spider?" Jessica said.
As Peter sat down, pulled up the bottom of his mask and began drinking a glass of water.
"I did all I could with him in the room" he replied grimly whilst glaring at Deadpool.
"Does that mean we are finished with him?" Wolverine asked, a slight eagerness in his voice.
"Unfortunately no I'm going to need to take more samples later. Because of his healing factor the samples don't stay fresh for long."
A knock at the door startled them all.
"I'll go see who it is" Carol said, as she was the only one in her civilian clothing and walking down the stairs to the first floor of the apartment.
A few minutes later she reappeared looking rather furious and holding a flat square box.
"What's that?" Mockingbird asked looking at the box.
"Pizza for a mister Pool!" Carol said giving Wade a deathly glare.
"I don't know how much longer I can take this" Logan growled as the mercenary began opening his meal.
"Well I'm going to get some rest" Peter said getting up.
As he turned to leave Carol noticed a large lump of webbing wrapped on his left flank, blood was seeping from it round the edges.
"You're hurt?" she said approaching him.
"It's nothing, one of those big things tagged me a little. I already told you it's just a scratch."
"Let me take a look before you go to sleep. I was in the army remember I've had medical training" she insisted.
"Honestly I'm fine" Spider-man replied.
The blond heroin looked at him unconvinced.
Quickly using her right hand she jabbed him lightly on the side.
Spider-man buckled instantly, due her to her inhuman speed Carol was able to catch him before he hit the ground.
"Your fine huh?" she said glaring at him as she supported him, while the other Avengers looked on worriedly with the exception of Deadpool who was too
busy eating.
Carol took him out of the kitchen and into the living room and sat him down on a chair.
"Look Carol I'm just tired let me sleep it off" Peter groaned as she took his mask off and began peeling away the web bandage.
She gasped as she peeled the last strand away.
The wound was reasonably deep and the blood that had set around it seemed to have a blackish tinge to it.
"When did this happen?" she asked looking up at him.
"When I went back for Barbra there was one of those things about to jump her, so I bit the bullet as they say" he said in a matter of factly kind of voice.
Carol got up and made her way back to the kitchen reappearing with a first aid kit and a bowl of warm water.
After she had finished she looked up at Peter surprised he hadn't made a sound during the whole procedure, he'd winced a few times but hadn't so much
as groaned.
"You took that very well" she said looking at him secretly impressed.
Being in the army she'd seen soldiers buckle under much less than that.
"Well when you don't have bullet proof skin you get used to it" he replied jokily as he pulled his suit over the now bandaged wound.
He seemed to have less trouble standing up now.
"As I said I'm gonna get some sleep" he said making his way towards his room.
"Goodnight Carol and thanks for the patch up" he said earnestly before entering the room.
Sighing Carol got to her feet and began heading back to the kitchen.
"Why did he have to be so careless?" she thought as she walked back into the kitchen.
Deadpool had finished his pizza and was currently in the process of cleaning one of his many firearms.
"How's the guy who's costume I ripped off?" Deadpool asked not turning away from his weapon.
"He's fine just tired" Carol replied coldly.
"Wow blondie with that tone of voice anyone would think you didn't want me here!" the mercenary smirked.
Rolling her eyes she pulled up a chair next to Jessica and as far away from Deadpool as possible.
"If only I'd been more alert" Mockingbird said looking down.
"He wouldn't have been hurt if I'd have just concentrated."
"Well it's a bit late now" Carol replied sourly.
"Whoa, theres no need to make her feel more guilty" Danny said looking at her.
"Your right" she said shaking her head "Sorry Barbra I didn't mean to be short with you. It's been a long and hectic day."
"That's ok" Mockingbird replied looking slightly melancholy.
"I know its early but I think I'm going to get some rest too" Carol said getting to her feet and walking out of the kitchen.
She didn't know why she had said that to Barbra in such an 'It's your fault' kind of tone.
But the thought of Peter getting hurt because of Barbra bugged her.