All right, to start out with, I'm sorry this took so long, but I've been
busy. Second, no one has been able to identify the Watcher yet. I'll
give it a few more chapters, and then I'll reveal it. Now that that's out
of the way, I'll get on with the story.
Captured
Toad darted in, and slashed at his opponent. The man blocked Toad's cut with his own knife, then jabbed at Toad's stomach. Toad stepped back just in time, and struck again, ripping open the man's shoulder.
The man feigned, then when Toad moved to block it, slashed at him. Toad felt the cut open up along his chest. He sprang forward, and came body to body with the Cobra soldier.
If Toad had been human, things might have gone badly for him here. But Toad was a mutant, with mutant abilities. He used one of them then.
He spit his acid slime directly into the man's face. The man howled in agony and dropped to his knees. Toad kicked him in the chin, hard. This drove his head back so violently that it snapped his neck. Stepping contemptuously over his corpse, Toad strode into the AA control building.
Xi was lying on the ground, and a dart was sticking out of his neck. Three Cobra soldiers stood over him. Another two lay dead on the ground beside him. One of the soldiers fired a dart at Toad. It entered his neck. He threw the knife he was carrying at one of the soldiers, and then passed out. ***********************************************************************
Arcade suddenly realized how he could get to the crates without being shot. He tipped the barrel on its side, and rolled it towards the Vipers. In the split second that it took for them to realize what he was doing, he fired. It exploded, killing them instantly.
However, it also started off a chain reaction, which caused a fireball, which was approaching the refueling station Arcade had set a bomb on. He ran for the crates, climbed them, and dove out the hangar doors. The explosion from the refueling station knocked him forward and into the wall of the barracks. The collision knocked him on his back, and winded him. As a result he was an easy target for the Cobra soldier that found him.
The man simply injected him with a clear liquid, and he passed out. ***********************************************************************
Beach Head fired at the advancing Vipers. Wolverine unsheathed his claws and tore into them. Ten more entered the room.
"This isn't going to work," said Beach Head. "Listen, there's a window over there. They haven't managed to cover it with Adamantium yet. If you can get there, you can get out. Once you're out of here, you can use your powers to pick up Captain America's scent."
"What about you?" asked Wolverine.
"I'll hold them off as long as I can. I've always pictured that dying in the service of my country was the greatest honor. Now go!"
"Fine." Wolverine dashed to the window, and leapt through. He landed on the roof of a truck. A quick whiff told him what it was transporting.
With his claws, he sliced an opening in the roof of the cab. He did this with such skill and precision that the driver didn't realize what was happening until Wolverine's claws entered the top of his skull. By then of course it was too late. Wolverine yanked him out of the cab, and threw his dead body onto the ground below. Then he dropped into the drivers seat. Before the man riding shotgun could realize what had happened, he was dead. Wolverine slammed on the brakes.
Concentrating solely on his advanced sense of hearing, Wolverine listened to the trailer of the truck.
"What's going on?"
"Why did Jack stop the truck?"
"Could have sworn I heard Jake scream."
"Get ready, concentrate your aim on the door." This last was followed by the sound of six guns clicking. Wolverine slammed one claws through the back wall, and into the back of one man's neck, he severed his vocal cords instantly, then withdrew his claw from the wall, and jumped back out through the hole he had made in the roof.
He pressed his ear against the top of the trailer, and listened.
"Joe, man get up, this isn't funny."
"He's dead. Look, someone stabbed him with something through the wall to the cab." Apparently the speaker had pressed his eye to the hole because he went on. "I was right, Jake's dead. Joe's not in there."
"What happened to Jake?"
Wolverine opened up a hole in the roof and dropped down. "I did," he snarled.
He tore through three of the remaining five guards easily, and then turned to the remaining two. One of them fired his weapon. It wasn't a normal gun; in fact, it was some kind of energy weapon. Wolverine found that it had paralyzed him.
The other guard lowered his weapon at Wolverine's forehead and fired, point blank. This one was a normal gun, firing steel bullets. The man fired again. And again. After the sixth shot, Wolverine lost consciousness. ***********************************************************************
Beach Head killed the last of the latest batch of Vipers. Again, the door in the back opened up, and again ten more Vipers entered. Beach Head crouched behind the research and development table. He stood up briefly, fired, and then crouched back down. He was rewarded with the sound of another Viper hitting the ground.
The Vipers surrounded the table, and Beach Head rolled underneath it. Then he pushed slammed into a Viper's legs, and shot him in the head as he fell. Then he stood back up. He fired again, and swept his gun back and fort as he did so, spraying the room with bullets. Seven more Vipers fell. Beach Head aimed his gun at the last one, and pulled the trigger.
The gun was out of ammo. Acting as much out of instinct as out of any training that he had received Beach Head drew his field knife and lunged at the man. The gun fired twice, and Beach Head fell, but not before he had driven the knife into the man's neck.
Time passed. No more Vipers came into the room. Beach Head's life force was bleeding out through his chest and kneecap.
He gritted his teeth, and staggered back to his feet. He walked through the doors, into the other room. It was empty. He had turned back the Vipers. But now he was dying.
As his vision started to go black, he pulled out his gun, and laid it across his chest. Then he closed his eyes, and drifted off into an eternal sleep.
Yes Beach Head is dead. Alternate universe remember? I sincerely hope that doesn't upset anybody. I gave him a hero's death, and that should make some difference. Right?
Captured
Toad darted in, and slashed at his opponent. The man blocked Toad's cut with his own knife, then jabbed at Toad's stomach. Toad stepped back just in time, and struck again, ripping open the man's shoulder.
The man feigned, then when Toad moved to block it, slashed at him. Toad felt the cut open up along his chest. He sprang forward, and came body to body with the Cobra soldier.
If Toad had been human, things might have gone badly for him here. But Toad was a mutant, with mutant abilities. He used one of them then.
He spit his acid slime directly into the man's face. The man howled in agony and dropped to his knees. Toad kicked him in the chin, hard. This drove his head back so violently that it snapped his neck. Stepping contemptuously over his corpse, Toad strode into the AA control building.
Xi was lying on the ground, and a dart was sticking out of his neck. Three Cobra soldiers stood over him. Another two lay dead on the ground beside him. One of the soldiers fired a dart at Toad. It entered his neck. He threw the knife he was carrying at one of the soldiers, and then passed out. ***********************************************************************
Arcade suddenly realized how he could get to the crates without being shot. He tipped the barrel on its side, and rolled it towards the Vipers. In the split second that it took for them to realize what he was doing, he fired. It exploded, killing them instantly.
However, it also started off a chain reaction, which caused a fireball, which was approaching the refueling station Arcade had set a bomb on. He ran for the crates, climbed them, and dove out the hangar doors. The explosion from the refueling station knocked him forward and into the wall of the barracks. The collision knocked him on his back, and winded him. As a result he was an easy target for the Cobra soldier that found him.
The man simply injected him with a clear liquid, and he passed out. ***********************************************************************
Beach Head fired at the advancing Vipers. Wolverine unsheathed his claws and tore into them. Ten more entered the room.
"This isn't going to work," said Beach Head. "Listen, there's a window over there. They haven't managed to cover it with Adamantium yet. If you can get there, you can get out. Once you're out of here, you can use your powers to pick up Captain America's scent."
"What about you?" asked Wolverine.
"I'll hold them off as long as I can. I've always pictured that dying in the service of my country was the greatest honor. Now go!"
"Fine." Wolverine dashed to the window, and leapt through. He landed on the roof of a truck. A quick whiff told him what it was transporting.
With his claws, he sliced an opening in the roof of the cab. He did this with such skill and precision that the driver didn't realize what was happening until Wolverine's claws entered the top of his skull. By then of course it was too late. Wolverine yanked him out of the cab, and threw his dead body onto the ground below. Then he dropped into the drivers seat. Before the man riding shotgun could realize what had happened, he was dead. Wolverine slammed on the brakes.
Concentrating solely on his advanced sense of hearing, Wolverine listened to the trailer of the truck.
"What's going on?"
"Why did Jack stop the truck?"
"Could have sworn I heard Jake scream."
"Get ready, concentrate your aim on the door." This last was followed by the sound of six guns clicking. Wolverine slammed one claws through the back wall, and into the back of one man's neck, he severed his vocal cords instantly, then withdrew his claw from the wall, and jumped back out through the hole he had made in the roof.
He pressed his ear against the top of the trailer, and listened.
"Joe, man get up, this isn't funny."
"He's dead. Look, someone stabbed him with something through the wall to the cab." Apparently the speaker had pressed his eye to the hole because he went on. "I was right, Jake's dead. Joe's not in there."
"What happened to Jake?"
Wolverine opened up a hole in the roof and dropped down. "I did," he snarled.
He tore through three of the remaining five guards easily, and then turned to the remaining two. One of them fired his weapon. It wasn't a normal gun; in fact, it was some kind of energy weapon. Wolverine found that it had paralyzed him.
The other guard lowered his weapon at Wolverine's forehead and fired, point blank. This one was a normal gun, firing steel bullets. The man fired again. And again. After the sixth shot, Wolverine lost consciousness. ***********************************************************************
Beach Head killed the last of the latest batch of Vipers. Again, the door in the back opened up, and again ten more Vipers entered. Beach Head crouched behind the research and development table. He stood up briefly, fired, and then crouched back down. He was rewarded with the sound of another Viper hitting the ground.
The Vipers surrounded the table, and Beach Head rolled underneath it. Then he pushed slammed into a Viper's legs, and shot him in the head as he fell. Then he stood back up. He fired again, and swept his gun back and fort as he did so, spraying the room with bullets. Seven more Vipers fell. Beach Head aimed his gun at the last one, and pulled the trigger.
The gun was out of ammo. Acting as much out of instinct as out of any training that he had received Beach Head drew his field knife and lunged at the man. The gun fired twice, and Beach Head fell, but not before he had driven the knife into the man's neck.
Time passed. No more Vipers came into the room. Beach Head's life force was bleeding out through his chest and kneecap.
He gritted his teeth, and staggered back to his feet. He walked through the doors, into the other room. It was empty. He had turned back the Vipers. But now he was dying.
As his vision started to go black, he pulled out his gun, and laid it across his chest. Then he closed his eyes, and drifted off into an eternal sleep.
Yes Beach Head is dead. Alternate universe remember? I sincerely hope that doesn't upset anybody. I gave him a hero's death, and that should make some difference. Right?