10-14-2017, 09:22 PM
"Avenger! I'm here to help!"
Moon Knight swiftly dispatched the inmate gripped tightly in his hands by bringing his right fist into the degenerate's bare face, breaking bone and instantly knocking him unconscious. Catching his breath, Marc turned to the voice calling out to the Avengers. He sighed in relief as his eyes met the voice's owner. It was a lean man roughly six feet tall, with a thick beard and, of course, a costume of his own
Who are you!" The Silver Avenger grunted, gritting his teeth as a rioter smashed their fist into his caped back. Adrenaline already pumping through his veins, Spector ducked to the ground, pulling out his left leg and spinning in a 360 degree turn, knocking the criminal onto the concrete ground and completely unconscious from the force of the fall.
The man hesitated for a second before responding. "A hero like you! just call me Dick!" His voice was drowned a bit by the sound of tear gas grenades exploding in the distance of the prison's courtyard.Dick quickly turned and leveled his red eye beams at a prisoner aiming a gun in the far distance. The prisoner's gun instantly exploded upon the beams contact.
Well, Dick," Marc said, uppercutting an incoming prisoner before he laid a hard right hook to another. "Glad you showed up! At this time we could use the backup!
Dick nodded, immediately switching gears into a tactical mindset. He scanned the area, trying to see how the battle was playing out before leaping into action. Quickly Dick dashed out into the group of stormtroopers and the rest of the Avengers, beating at any criminals in his way as if he knew their own very moves. The other Avengers were locked in single combat with the bulk of the rioting prisoners, riot stormtroopers followed in behind of the assault beating, firing, and tear gassing any stragglers left behind from the teams wake
The entire prison was in complete shambles-- the very picture of anarchy. Fire, garbage, debris, and glass littered the entire area, only adding to the chaos. Stormtroopers smashing their batons on their riot shields shouted in their progress of pushing back the criminals. This was it; their final fight of the riot. It was time for the Avengers to take back the prison for the name of justice.
Pulling out his truncheons, Moon Knight began swinging at various inmates rushing after him in the push to get inside the prison's main facilities. The adrenaline Marc had from the start of the conflict was blaring at full blast. His heart beating to the rhythm of his strikes, back and forth, back and forth, beating at the criminals' legs, hands, feet, and faces. It was like a high-- a joy he hadn't felt in a long while, the blood-pumping thrill of a neverending battle. As quick as he had gotten it, Moon Knight's thrill ride was killed by the force of a lead pipe. A lucky rioter made his mark with a clear shot to Marc's head
Moon Knight turned to face his assaulter, trying to shake off the pain and exhaustion that was finally catching up with him. Vision blurred and head aching, his gloved hands clutched at his hooded head, temples throbbing and ears ringing, the sweet kiss of the lead pipe reverberating through his skull.
Kill. Kill. Kill! Kill! KILL! KILL KILL KILL KILL HIM, SPECTOR!
he vigilante reached out with his fingers, his breathing slowing into a short, shallow series of breaths and his masked eyes narrowing to glare at the rioter. With a short shout, Marc lunged through the space between them, knocking the man to his knees. His hands flew to the sides of the man's head, not bothering to ask him for input as they started to crush
Do it! Kill him! Let them know Khonshu's mercies! Show them the cost of their sin!
Moon Knight's hands tightened as the man struggled to get out of his grip, his shallow breaths picking up pace, getting heavier before turning into a growl. His arm's muscles tensed, veins bulging, the pressure to the man's face steadily building up and up until he let him go. The inmate fainted in a sigh of relief and fell to the grassy ground of the prison's courtyard.
NO!
YOU DARE DEFY ME!
Marc shook his head, trying the best he could to ignore Khonshu's rants. He quickly turned his gaze to the east side of the courtyard, only to see an unordinarily large and bulky man punching riot troopers left and right, smacking them several feet from where they stood before. Clenching his fists, Moon Knight readied himself to charge in and beat the bastard down, but before he could, a small explosion from a molotov flashed in his vision.
Marc's brown eyes beneath his mask widened, no longer was there a hulking man beating the tar out of the troopers surrounding him, no, there was only the Black Spectre standing there. The large armored villain swung his massive mace, knocking several troops off their feet. Moon Knight dashed for the supervillain, launching himself up into the air and landing on the Black Spectre's shoulder plates. For only a mere second the supervillain flashed from Black Spectre to the large criminal and then back. Raising his right fist, Moon Knight beat his old villain's face in until he collapsed to the ground.
Flipping off of the villain, Moon Knight took a moment to breathe and plan out what the team should do now that they were inside the Prison. Putting his right index finger on his hood, he activated his commlink
"Marcus, pass the word around to everyone to split up and find their way inside the prison's main facility, we'll all meet up in the cafeteria!" Moon Knight shouted, aiming his grappling hook at an emergency fire escape. He opened its door, running into a large, open hallway filled with only a bright white light
For what seemed like only minutes, Moon Knight stood in the long hallway. In the blink of an eye he had found himself in a white cushioned room and tied into a straightjacket. Black, scratched out writing filled the surrounding walls, seeming like nonscencial chickenscratch. A nearly perfect picture of Khonshu was scratched out in front of him on the white walls. Marc Started to breathe heavily, his eyes fluttering frantically as the vision overtook his senses, his ears ringing again.
No! I'm not crazy, Khonshu help me!
Khonshu? What the Hell is a Khonshu? You Know a Khonshu, Billy?
Never heard of him, Bobby.
The picture of Khonshu started to move, coming to life and pointing at a door that he hadn't seen lying in front of him the whole time. Moon Knight quickly picked himself off the white floor and bashed through the wooden door head first. Stumbling out of the Doorway he seemed to no longer have a straightjacket tied up to him. Stepping onto the facility's indoor fire escape, three inmates jumped at him from the corners. Marc's instincts quickly kicked in, he instantly shot out both of his truncheons and began to swing. The one in his right hand made contact with the inmate to his far right's face, his other hand's baton landing into the inmate to his far left's abdomen. Moon Knight lunged out for the one in front of him but an explosion blow all of them set the fire escape falling off its hinges. The Silver Avenger was sent spiraling down to the hard concrete floor below with a loud thud.
With a grunt Moon Knight flipped over onto his back, another explosion went off in front of him. his vision was blurred once more. Rioting criminals all around him dealing with incoming stormtroopers no longer looked like they were, in replacement, their faces were now the cut off face that belonged to his most dangerous villain he had ever dealt with: Raoul Bushman. Spector's vision started flashing white for a few seconds before Khonshu appeared over him, pointing.
"After all that I have done for you, Marc Spector and you shove it down my throat! You are a fool! an ungrateful avatar, once this is all over we're going to have a long talk. Oh, and watch out for the mummies"
Moon Knight forced himself, deep screaming and moaning came from the dark end of the corridor. The vigilant took a deep breath before activating the nunchucks on both of his truncheons. As fast as he could he cycled the nunchucks side to side and back and forth, beating the incoming mummies as fast as he could. Putting one foot after another he smashed through the exit door and to his surprise the rest of the team had already made it into the cafeteria and steadily beating rioters down.
Moon Knight swiftly dispatched the inmate gripped tightly in his hands by bringing his right fist into the degenerate's bare face, breaking bone and instantly knocking him unconscious. Catching his breath, Marc turned to the voice calling out to the Avengers. He sighed in relief as his eyes met the voice's owner. It was a lean man roughly six feet tall, with a thick beard and, of course, a costume of his own
Who are you!" The Silver Avenger grunted, gritting his teeth as a rioter smashed their fist into his caped back. Adrenaline already pumping through his veins, Spector ducked to the ground, pulling out his left leg and spinning in a 360 degree turn, knocking the criminal onto the concrete ground and completely unconscious from the force of the fall.
The man hesitated for a second before responding. "A hero like you! just call me Dick!" His voice was drowned a bit by the sound of tear gas grenades exploding in the distance of the prison's courtyard.Dick quickly turned and leveled his red eye beams at a prisoner aiming a gun in the far distance. The prisoner's gun instantly exploded upon the beams contact.
Well, Dick," Marc said, uppercutting an incoming prisoner before he laid a hard right hook to another. "Glad you showed up! At this time we could use the backup!
Dick nodded, immediately switching gears into a tactical mindset. He scanned the area, trying to see how the battle was playing out before leaping into action. Quickly Dick dashed out into the group of stormtroopers and the rest of the Avengers, beating at any criminals in his way as if he knew their own very moves. The other Avengers were locked in single combat with the bulk of the rioting prisoners, riot stormtroopers followed in behind of the assault beating, firing, and tear gassing any stragglers left behind from the teams wake
The entire prison was in complete shambles-- the very picture of anarchy. Fire, garbage, debris, and glass littered the entire area, only adding to the chaos. Stormtroopers smashing their batons on their riot shields shouted in their progress of pushing back the criminals. This was it; their final fight of the riot. It was time for the Avengers to take back the prison for the name of justice.
Pulling out his truncheons, Moon Knight began swinging at various inmates rushing after him in the push to get inside the prison's main facilities. The adrenaline Marc had from the start of the conflict was blaring at full blast. His heart beating to the rhythm of his strikes, back and forth, back and forth, beating at the criminals' legs, hands, feet, and faces. It was like a high-- a joy he hadn't felt in a long while, the blood-pumping thrill of a neverending battle. As quick as he had gotten it, Moon Knight's thrill ride was killed by the force of a lead pipe. A lucky rioter made his mark with a clear shot to Marc's head
Moon Knight turned to face his assaulter, trying to shake off the pain and exhaustion that was finally catching up with him. Vision blurred and head aching, his gloved hands clutched at his hooded head, temples throbbing and ears ringing, the sweet kiss of the lead pipe reverberating through his skull.
Kill. Kill. Kill! Kill! KILL! KILL KILL KILL KILL HIM, SPECTOR!
he vigilante reached out with his fingers, his breathing slowing into a short, shallow series of breaths and his masked eyes narrowing to glare at the rioter. With a short shout, Marc lunged through the space between them, knocking the man to his knees. His hands flew to the sides of the man's head, not bothering to ask him for input as they started to crush
Do it! Kill him! Let them know Khonshu's mercies! Show them the cost of their sin!
Moon Knight's hands tightened as the man struggled to get out of his grip, his shallow breaths picking up pace, getting heavier before turning into a growl. His arm's muscles tensed, veins bulging, the pressure to the man's face steadily building up and up until he let him go. The inmate fainted in a sigh of relief and fell to the grassy ground of the prison's courtyard.
NO!
YOU DARE DEFY ME!
Marc shook his head, trying the best he could to ignore Khonshu's rants. He quickly turned his gaze to the east side of the courtyard, only to see an unordinarily large and bulky man punching riot troopers left and right, smacking them several feet from where they stood before. Clenching his fists, Moon Knight readied himself to charge in and beat the bastard down, but before he could, a small explosion from a molotov flashed in his vision.
Marc's brown eyes beneath his mask widened, no longer was there a hulking man beating the tar out of the troopers surrounding him, no, there was only the Black Spectre standing there. The large armored villain swung his massive mace, knocking several troops off their feet. Moon Knight dashed for the supervillain, launching himself up into the air and landing on the Black Spectre's shoulder plates. For only a mere second the supervillain flashed from Black Spectre to the large criminal and then back. Raising his right fist, Moon Knight beat his old villain's face in until he collapsed to the ground.
Flipping off of the villain, Moon Knight took a moment to breathe and plan out what the team should do now that they were inside the Prison. Putting his right index finger on his hood, he activated his commlink
"Marcus, pass the word around to everyone to split up and find their way inside the prison's main facility, we'll all meet up in the cafeteria!" Moon Knight shouted, aiming his grappling hook at an emergency fire escape. He opened its door, running into a large, open hallway filled with only a bright white light
For what seemed like only minutes, Moon Knight stood in the long hallway. In the blink of an eye he had found himself in a white cushioned room and tied into a straightjacket. Black, scratched out writing filled the surrounding walls, seeming like nonscencial chickenscratch. A nearly perfect picture of Khonshu was scratched out in front of him on the white walls. Marc Started to breathe heavily, his eyes fluttering frantically as the vision overtook his senses, his ears ringing again.
No! I'm not crazy, Khonshu help me!
Khonshu? What the Hell is a Khonshu? You Know a Khonshu, Billy?
Never heard of him, Bobby.
The picture of Khonshu started to move, coming to life and pointing at a door that he hadn't seen lying in front of him the whole time. Moon Knight quickly picked himself off the white floor and bashed through the wooden door head first. Stumbling out of the Doorway he seemed to no longer have a straightjacket tied up to him. Stepping onto the facility's indoor fire escape, three inmates jumped at him from the corners. Marc's instincts quickly kicked in, he instantly shot out both of his truncheons and began to swing. The one in his right hand made contact with the inmate to his far right's face, his other hand's baton landing into the inmate to his far left's abdomen. Moon Knight lunged out for the one in front of him but an explosion blow all of them set the fire escape falling off its hinges. The Silver Avenger was sent spiraling down to the hard concrete floor below with a loud thud.
With a grunt Moon Knight flipped over onto his back, another explosion went off in front of him. his vision was blurred once more. Rioting criminals all around him dealing with incoming stormtroopers no longer looked like they were, in replacement, their faces were now the cut off face that belonged to his most dangerous villain he had ever dealt with: Raoul Bushman. Spector's vision started flashing white for a few seconds before Khonshu appeared over him, pointing.
"After all that I have done for you, Marc Spector and you shove it down my throat! You are a fool! an ungrateful avatar, once this is all over we're going to have a long talk. Oh, and watch out for the mummies"
Moon Knight forced himself, deep screaming and moaning came from the dark end of the corridor. The vigilant took a deep breath before activating the nunchucks on both of his truncheons. As fast as he could he cycled the nunchucks side to side and back and forth, beating the incoming mummies as fast as he could. Putting one foot after another he smashed through the exit door and to his surprise the rest of the team had already made it into the cafeteria and steadily beating rioters down.
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