Tango with Centangel [Official Fight]

[Dust]

Dust, Moon Knight, Dick, and Marcus VS Centurion VS Issac?
Rules of Fight: 1 Post each, 1500 words. Randome Elements: ON (SP use Allowed)
Prize? Bragging rights. - Winner Take All
Posting order: Dust, Marcus, Issac, Dick, Moon Knight, and then Centurion

OoC: http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=9553

Dust was half asleep when the commotion with the official things happened between Avengers and Coruscant officers. He was physically nodding off at this point and had it not been for the straps in the back that held him into place, he would have face planted several times in this single flight.

He was only half aware of the things he was saying when Moon Knight addressed him, and even less so when the orders trickled down the line of what was going on. In fact, he’d been pretty out of it since the last fight, but he shouldn’t be surprised as he hadn’t yet made good on the contract’s cost. He was thankful for having orders to lay low in the background as the group of heroes circled the troublesome area.

Apparently, some random primes had caused a disturbance.

However, their entrance was a bit more abrupt and full-blown than intentional so when the group exited the jet the world saw them. This didn’t stop the action from happening. Centurion was busy dodging and reflecting attacks made by the larger opponents while stormtroopers gathered on the grounds. The interaction with the girl and them happened, except this was conveniently missed by Dust because all he saw was the woman passed out in Centurion's arms as they approached and the suit-wearing fighter half dragging her away as people tried to stop him.

He was taught chivalry, and it was one of the only things he kept from his old life as a newborn pup. Perhaps because it had never been a personality trait but a lesson taught by his mentally disturbed step-mother.

One instant the large wolf prime was behind his teammates, and in another, he had shrugged off the fatigue that came from his earlier fight and was in the face of his new opponent. Apparently always ready for a fight, Dust’s muscular legs carried him at impressive speeds towards action. He grabbed the shoulder of the thug that had currently been charging Centurion and pushed him out of the way so effortlessly that he was flung halfway across the street. A half second later Hokori’s skull collided with Cade’s, the sound of the impact thundered through the entire block. Gathering the attention of everyone within a block's radius.

The HUD displayed a warning across Cade’s sight but it was wasted as he unintentionally dropped Angel’s body into Dust's arms to grab the sides of his head. Eyes shut tightly as he struggled to deal with the loud whistle-like ringing in his ear. It was as if an explosion went off in his ears… He could scarcely understand the power that just hit him like a semi-truck, but he understood what real danger felt like, and it felt like a 240-pound man with a skull made of steel.

Blood trickled down the side of Wolf’s nose as he curled his arms around the unconscious woman. Her kidnapper was reeling back from the pain from the sudden surprise attack, giving him a moment to examine her and understand that she was okay. Fainted, possibly from the danger she was in. Homin-Ratione, a strange creature even by Lycan’s standards came closer with Moon Knight.

“What the hell!” Moon Knight demanded an answer to this insubordination, his only answer was Dust thrusting the girl into his arms and then grabbing onto the Novan by his defined jaw and pulled him in. There was a struggle, SW-808 holding the guy still for 15 seconds before letting him escape. Dust curled up on himself in what looked like pain. Moon Knight struggled not to repeat himself, already knowing exactly 'what the hell' was with the kiss.

His skin reddened and turned dark like before, bones snapping out of place and then into place once more, his body expanding and bulging out disproportionately as the transformation swiftly happened. If the loud crack of the headbutt didn’t frighten what crowd had formed off, the sickening sounds of Dust’s painful shapeshifting did. Disgust painted the faces of secondaries all around them, and even his companions took a step back. Marc still dealing with the fact that he has to work with one of his sworn enemies…

The white-clad warrior quickly unloaded the girl on Homin-Ratione and readied himself for this fight as well. “So much for talking it out.” He muttered to himself as the terminator and Dick appeared behind him. “Okay boys, into formation.” He commanded, pulling out his staff.

Centurion regained his ability to make sense of the mundane and looked up in time to watch the hulking sized man expand to a newing height. His jaw fell to the floor, rendered speechless as he watched maroon colored fur grow across the stranger’s body. Patches of it stretching out and meeting other sections as the snapping sounds came to a standstill. Cade came to his sense when he noticed the group, sliding his foot back to brace or launch himself into this fight. He caught himself grinning, coming to terms with himself and deciding this was going to be epic. He refused to back down now.

As he did, Dust reached completion, as if on cue. Young, scrappy, and hungry for action, the werewolf prime let out a bone-chilling howl, the starting gun…

Tier 2 Power-Up: Wolf
[spoiler]Dust goes through a painful transformation, bones snapping, cracking, and popping right out of place, bulking up and growing in various ways, before popping back in place. Short dark reddish-brown fur covers the majority of his now 8-foot werewolf body. Whatever clothing he was wearing has a chance to rip during this transformation.
-The cost for this is a simple kiss that lasts 15 seconds at least. (Has to be done before transformation.)

ATK: +2 >>> 8
DEF: +4 >>> 6
SPD: +4 >>> 6
TEC: +0 >>> 2[/spoiler]

All around Homin-Ratione mean jumped into action, Dust leaping into the air and breaking the asphalt underneath him in the process - shaking the foundation under him and the girl in his arms. Marcus ran forward, not to be left out of a fight, Moon Knight growling as he moved in a different direction to circle around, and Dick just shook his head at the younger generation before taking up his own position based off his knowledge of the others.

Volk was brute strength, power, but not a lot of skill. He landed on Centurion, digging his newly formed claws straight past the protection of the suit, cutting through Cade’s perception of damage as the HUD tried to warn him once more; The Hawaiian cursed inwardly at it, he knew he was in danger, that part was abundantly clear! He watched as the wolf’s jaw rips open, thinning lines of saliva between rows of exceptionally sharp teeth breaking and falling against his cheek. His own instinct kicked in, and before the wolf could close his jaws around any part of Cade - thank goodness for the bravado hesitation the other prime needed to ready the attack - Centurion’s fist came across Ookami’s cheek. Thunder against exploded through the area as the titans collided, a moment of resistance formed between face and fist before even the eight-foot werewolf was thrown off him and into a nearby building.

Centurion heard the shattering of glass, screams, and gasps of the bystanders, then more concentrated disruption from them as the building began to collapse… The man behind the alien mask cringed, collateral damage was never a good thing.

But he didn’t have time to worry about the building or the fur-covered fighter before another shadow appeared. He looked up in time to see another large man falling from the sky. His fist aimed at his face. The Centurion rolled to dodge, then twisted his body back into the man, tackling Marcus to the ground and twisting his arm.

Where he expected to hear snapping he only heard a light grunt and whirling of gears. Unaffected by the usually useful disarming technique, the terminator pushes back against the street and through a series of flexible twists, turned the tides somewhat against the islander. The blond terminator was on top once more, attempting to negate the man instead of killing him. To his understanding, his company would frown upon that.

Mr. Faulkner foiled every attempt, reading Marcus’ erratic and informal moves just the same, and like those thugs were able to slip out and bring some distance between him. The other man came to an unsettling stand, rising like a machine instead of a man to his feet. Their eyes met, and Cade hesitated again. He was no ordinary human either. The terminator slowly positioned himself to trade blows with the younger man. "Old-School? Okay. I'm game." Cade quipped, lifting his clenched fists, grinning to himself.

-

Out of sight, the body of the lycanthrope that had been buried in the rubble of about two of the four walls twitched. A moment later, Dust sat up, rocks falling off him, concrete dust particles clung to the air and his fur. Marcus and their prey dancing the waltz of two skilled fighters. Hokori wrenched himself out of the pile of building and squatted down near the window. Like a common canine out of a fresh bath, the contractor shook his body free of any residual debris before taking in the rest of the scenery. Headfirst was easy, but with a right hook like that, he would have to start taking things more seriously. And that meant listening to his internal calculator.

It's been awhile since he had to work with tactics...

Word Count: 1,500 according to WordCounter.Net
SP Used: 2 x 2 = 4; Round Long T2 Transformation.

Dust’s moves that he used. - Ignore the fact that they are the only moves. xD
A Pup’s Claw:
[spoiler]Dust’s basic attack is partially transforming by elongating his nails. The nails become harder and black, growing out to only about an inch longer than normal. This happens over a matter of seconds and lasts until he uses another ability.
-The cost for this is a simple kiss that lasts 3 seconds at least. (Can be done before, during, or after a fight.)[/spoiler]

A Pup’s Bite:
[spoiler]Another basic attack of Dust’s, partially transforming his teeth. They become sharp but no bigger than his normal teeth. This happens over a matter of seconds but only lasts for a bite. Hit or miss, he only has a moment to take advantage of the new chompers.
-The cost for this is a simple kiss that lasts 3 seconds at least. (Can be done before or after taking a bite out of someone.)[/spoiler]


Also Used in Fight:
Centurion's Might (Area of Attack, Physical Strength)
 [spoiler]A testament to the Centurion Apparatus' strength and versatility, Centurion's Might is often used when overwhelmed or if an enemy is particularly resilient. This move combines the raw strength and concussive blasts of the Apparatus to produce a singly strike that can put distance between a Centurion and his opponent(s). It takes 2 seconds to wind up and charge the punch. If this melee strike is thrown at a single target, the concussive force will be uni-directional, sending the target and only those directly behind them flying backwards up to a dozen feet. This strike is much more damaging than its environmental variant, but lacks in radius. If used on the environment, this move has an explosive effect. Centurion can strike the ground he stands on, producing an omni-directional shock-wave that can ripple out in a 10 foot radius around him, damaging enemies and the environment. This shock-wave is notably weaker than the targeted strike, but excels in clearing the immediate area of aggressors, throwing them off balance and tossing them up to 10 feet up and away. This ability can be used in conjunction with most movement abilities, allowing Centurion to leap into battle, drop from above, or finish a series of blows in a combo-like fashion. This move draws on both physical strength and energy, draining the Centurion Apparatus heavily. It is not often used more than once in combat unless absolutely necessary. [/spoiler]

[Marcus Wright]

The remaining avengers surrounded the machine man, the stranger clearly enjoying the fight, trying to get Marcus to go after him to see what exactly he was facing up against next. Dust pushed himself off the ground to eye the fight as the ex-criminal waved off attempts for MK and Dust to help leaving the two to duel “mano to mano” leaving the others questioning what to do next.

The terminator seemed to be cracking his neck and cracking his fists, letting no indication of his simple “human-like emotions.” appear on his face. Compared to Marcus’s own survival intentions, this stranger seemed a little too eager to fight.

But the machine man found himself with no idea on what to expect with this stranger who stared down him. This was someone new he had never fought before. Sure, he’s fought humans and terminators alike, along with many other villains with the Avengers before, but this man was new.

Marcus eyed the other with a uneasy calm as Cade slammed the terminator with force near the cheek as he just remarkably stood there and took it without a flinch. It only served to piss off the man even more than he was. Most of the team seemed pretty befuddled as to why Marcus was standing there, letting the new man have his way with him so far. But to Marcus, he had something planned.

As Cade went back again for a punch, the terminator man grabbed his arm and sent his own leg flying toward the man’s own stomach, intending to slam his stomach to make him seem out of breath. This caused Cade to stumble back, trying to catch his own breath. Trying to catch himself was interesting, he wiped his mouth. “Good, what else you got in you, stranger?” in short, gasped words.

Marcus didn’t relent and stop, letting the man breathe simply and slowly stalked the man, like only a terminator would do.

Marcus used Tier 1 Powerup- Full Round
Main: 3ATK: +2 Full stats: 5
3 DEF:+0 3
1 SPD: +2 3
3 TEC:+1 4

It was clear Marcus seemed stronger in a way as his speed was now faster than usual and kept moving faster.

Cade got himself up and walked forward, before he was matched blow by blow by the “human” himself.”  He may of been stronger earlier, but Marcus was now matched equally or stronger now. One thing you should know about a terminator is they never stop stalking anyone, no matter how “damaged” they may of gotten.

Marcus frowned “Come on, I’m waiting, Cade Don’t you want to see what this man’s got?

The Hud computer was trying to read off Marcus himself, only to be matched with Marcus’s blow to Cade’s head with his own metallic head, making Cade stumble again, this time backwards.

Marcus used 1 SP-
Killer punch- 300 OM Marcus is able to provide a dangerous power punch using his fist using the combined might of both human and a cyborg Terminator. Marcus takes about 5 seconds to reel his fist back and send a opponent up to 10 feet back along with medium bouts of damage depending on the opponent's def. However the fatigue causes Marcus to stop and recover for a few seconds before going for another punch. He can use this move four times before he exhausts himself and needs a few moments to rest.

It seemed clear the terminator was trying to hold back as to not killing this man outright.  Marcus made it clear that he would not kill the man and stepped back, nodding and also letting Dust and MK finally join in the fight.

The other man noticed this “holding back” and scanned Marcus, finally realizing he wasn’t all human.

“So you are something different, aren’t you?”

Marcus, clearly taking this the wrong way frowned “What the heck do you mean by that?”

Centurion eyed the man in question and swung a hard handed fist toward Marcus “You try to hide that you are human yet you are nothing but a machine.”

“SHUT… UP!” Marcus growled as his annoyance made him fight more lazily.

The stranger shrugged “What? Just a friendly observation.”

Now both were matching blow by blow while trying to avoid colleratol damage to the city at hand.

"I'm MORE than a machine! I'm NOT A MONSTER!"  Marcus's frown showed.
"Right, bet you can't beat MY machine." The other man smirked.

Marcus tries to land his own blow and  Cen finally is able to land his own blast at the terminator sending him flying back giving Dust and MK chances to move in.

[768 words]

[Dick Howland]

Dick took a glance over at the building destroyed by Dust being launched into the air, half-tempted to rush over and attempt a rescue. But there wasn't time for that. Right now, he needed to bring the culprit down as quickly as possible, and that meant dealing with them later. He watched Marcus begin fisticuffs with the man, and then dashed to a new spot, charging an energy bolt and then firing at Centurion. Not waiting to see if it hit, he dashed again before his enemy could react, and then began a run around him, firing his eye beams the whole time. He felt sizzling on his eyes. Dick had nearly forgotten that. Another dash, and he prepared to do another technique, when he managed to pass just too close to Centurion. He was grabbed, and the grey-clad warrior discharged energy into him, causing Dick to shiver with pain. When he was let go, he immediately bolted away, reforming a strategy. He had limited options, but he'd have to manage.

Centurion's body crackled with electricity, and he held his arms up as if threatening others to come up. Moon Knight ran forward, throwing two crescent darts and hitting Centurion in the chest. Cade was stunned for a second, as his HUD displayed a warning. It was just long enough for Moon Knight to swiftly slam his knee into his stomach. He was winded, and it was just the opportunity Dick needed. He poured his energy into a continued eye blast directly on Centurion's back, pushing him forward slightly. Centurion took a moment to get up, and then slammed his fist into Marc Spector, hard enough to knock him back a bit. Dick dashed up and kicked him, then attempted to dash away. Centurion grabbed him just as he began to make an escape and slammed him against the ground. Dick groaned as he lied there, and Cenny began to focus on the other Avengers. He sent an eye beam straight into Centurion's head when he turned around to face the others], causing him to duck and then turn toward Dick.

"Stay down!" Dick flashed away as soon as Centurion turned around, trying to think of something he could do. Obviously his normal attacks weren't working. So what could he do? He racked his mind for something and scanned the area. Security cameras could work as a weapon if he overcharged them with energy, but he doubted the imperials would be happy about him taking their precious privacy-violators. It's a possibility he could find something in a restaurant nearby, but that would almost definitely take too long. But nearby was the perfect thing. A plain, grey box connected to the ground with clear warnings on it: warnings of electrical shock potential. Dick ran over and pulled the top off, revealing a mass of wires below. Clearly, most of their enemy's power came from his suit. If he could overcharge the suit then, hopefully, Centurion would be defenceless. Dick tore several wires out, as they crackled with electricity. He avoided touching the ends but still shuddered as he held the charged cables. He bursted behind Centurion, using the cables like a whip on his back. 

Centurion groaned as he was hit, his body shivering from the shock. Dick grabbed near the ends of the cables-just far enough away not to get shocked-and put them in a loop around Centurion's neck. He pulled, choking the warrior as he tightened it more and more. Cade grunted, then tore the cables around his throat, throwing them onto the ground. He tried to punch Dick, but Dick managed to pull off a burst of speed, again going behind him. He kicked Centurion's ankles, then bolted away.

"Why don't you come out and fight?" Dick ignored Cade's jests and fired an energy bolt from behind a wall, then ran again to a different spot. He was trying his hardest to hide it, but Centurion was obviously taking damage from everything the Avengers were doing. While Centurion was annoyed by Dick's blasts, Marcus rushed at him, attempting to tackle him. Centurion was brought down for a second, but pushed Marcus off and jumped back off. Dick was hopeful that this fight would be over soon. They were whittling him down, attack by attack. And soon, the damage would catch up to him.

725 words, per wordcounter.net

[Moon Knight]

Spector! Spector!

Moon Knight shook his head the ringing in his ears from the last fight returned. 

"K-Khonshu he landed a lucky punch." Mister Knight said, rubbing his temples with both hands.  

That's not all that'll happen if you don't get behind the car you're leaning on. 

Swiftly rolling over the roof of the hovercar he was leaning on, Marc peered over it checking on the progress of the battle. 

Keep your head in the game, Marc. You remember that Omnilium I explained to you a few days ago?  

"Yeah?" 

Like as if a breeze came over Marc Khonshu appeared leaning on the hover car beside him. 

"My son I hate to break it to you but the suit and tie aren't really helping you out. Use that Omnilium to change back into the Moon Knight costume, trust me you'll thank me later."  

Focusing, Marc's entire body from his white suit, mask, and to his feet slowly began to become covered in a multicolored aura. With the gleaming rainbow mist of color covering Spector's entire body, it only took a minute for him to be wearing his regular black and white suit. He was no longer Mister Knight, now he was only the Moon Knight, Khonshu's blade of vengeance.

"Now, go kick some ass!" 

Turning to face Centurion Moon Knight pulled out one of his truncheons firing its grappling gun function. Moon Knight's timing was perfect, everyone had pulled back. It was just him and the Centurion, it was to end this fight. Like a speeding bullet, the Grappling line hooked onto one of the many street lamps that dotted the city. With the line reeling upwards Moon Knight was launched up into the air. Quickly with both his gloved hands he latched on to his white cape gliding towards his enemy until making his way down landing in front of the kid. Brushing his hands on the asphalt he slowly rose from his knees bringing his up to level with his face forming a boxers stance.

"White? You're just asking to get punched."

"I wear white so they see me coming." 

"Mission accomplished, I guess."

Ladies and Gents on the right side we have a man who very punches can cause ghosts to explode. And on the left side, we have uhh... Who is this kid? 

"Let's get violent." 

Oh, my. 

With their hearts pounding in their chests both men charged for each other shouting the entire way. Like second nature they both locked into combat. Centurion quickly brought his armored right fist into Marc's abdomen, with a grunt the Silver Avenger took it making a move of his own. His left studded glove connected with a jab to cade's armored face following with an uppercut to his chin by Moon Knight's left. Stumbling back the Centurion brought his leg crashing into Spector's side taking the breath out of him. 

Gritting his teeth behind his ebony mask the Night's protector swiftly shot his right leg up before having it crash hard into the kid's right shoulder. The force of Moon Knight's leg caused Centurion to step back and keep distance for a few seconds. 

"Is that all you got? Why don't you just go Knight Knight." Marc said returning back to his boxing stance. 

"I'm not ready to give up at all and you haven't seen anything at all." As if he were a speeding blur the Centurion dashed back for the Silver Avenger. His armored right fist glowing with orange energy collided into Moon Knight's crescent moon emblem on his chest. The force of the hit shot Marc hurling back with great speed until crashing hard into the headlights of a hovercar.

Come on Marc you're getting your ass whipped by a kid in a second-rate Iron Man suit.

What do you want me to do throw a car?

Grunting he picked himself off the ground, his left hand over where Cade had hit him and the other bracing himself on the dented hovercar. 

Wellll you kinda still got powers, remember. 

But there's no moon right now. 

Heh, how about this? 

A sudden jolt of energy began to course through Moon Knight's veins as if it were electricity. It was a feeling Marc only used to when the full moon was out. It was pure power bottled up into strength, agility, and awareness. His ebony masks white eyes sprang from a dull white to blindingly glowing blue. Moon Knight himself felt as if he could rip a man in half. With an instant Moon Knight wrapped both his hands on the undercroft of the hovercar and slowly brought it over his head screaming a harsh grunt. 

Tier 1 power up (1000 OM)
Thanks to Khonshu being in Moon Knight's he sometimes is granted strength and power from the phases of the moon and in some case outside of when the moon is out. When this power-up is in affect Moon Knight feels like he has a combat high. Like he's stronger then he normally feels. Moon Knight's eyes also glow blue.  

ATK: 3 + 2
DEF: 3 
SPD: 2 + 2 
TEC: 2 + 1

"Oh yeah!" 

Oh, baby!

With a hard heave, he launched the car into the air. The hovercraft came tumbling through the city streets picking up speed as continued its course. Centurion barley had time to react only partially getting out of the way before the craft clipped him knocking him off the ground a few feet and crashing hard back onto the concrete. 

Still, in his combat frenzy, the Night's Protector charged his way back to Cade who only had to time to pick himself off the ground. The Silver Avenger jabbed with his left landing a punch hard enough to send the kid stumbling back. Moon Knight followed it with a right hook this time a gut-wrenching crack rang out as the fist made contact. 

Faster, faster, faster!

Moon Knight picked up the pace landing more and more hit left and right. 

"Enough!" 

A blast of orange energy whipped out from all directions. Moon Knight was narrowly able to activate the one thing he was saving for such attacks. Instantly, as he was launched back into the air an energy shield resembling exactly Captain America's came alive protruding off his right arm. The shield was only able to absorb a portion of the Centurion's blast. The rest of the energy came coursing through Marc causing him to grit his teeth. Like a white blur, he came smashing through a series hovercar windows before rolling on the ground. 

"Niggh."

Slowly Moon Knight picked his self back up off the asphalt. His arms and legs shaking, needle-like pain shot through his entire body. Darting his eyes left and right, his gaze noticing that the rest of the team were standing right beside him, ready for next round.  

"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!" Moon Knight shouted as he tried to resist the pain and charged lunging into the air forming a near perfect flying kick. The other team members following him in unison       
  

[Centurion]

The adrenaline pumping through his veins was the only thing keeping Cade Faulkner from just keeling over. It was a struggle to focus as he gathered his bearings. His head throbbed painfully under his damaged helm and his HUD flickered blindingly. His skin burned under the armor where the older man's energy blasts had seared through the weakened mesh, painful gashes from where the wolf-man had torn through Cade's flesh leaking oxygen-rich plasma through tears in the armor. Centurion straightened up, forcing his body to stay together. His muscles screamed as he stretched; the fight was starting to catch up with him. He looked up from his stance to see the white-clad man, struggling to his feet, being joined by the others. They gathered like a unit, a team, each cog sliding into place like a massive machine. They knew what they were doing. The young man closed his eyes for a second, heart pounding in his ears, and caught his breath. His passion was renewed and his eyes snapped open, the orbs crackling with orange energy, the same energy that started leaking from his palms like liquid lightning. A second wind surged through Centurion's body. He heard the hooded man shout something, the blood rushing through Cade's veins like an ocean drowning out the words. However, the young man didn't need to know what they said to know it was a battle-cry. They were coming for him. Fine. Let them come. Come on.

"COME ON!!"

  Centurion tightened his fists and sparks poured out from between his fingers. The snapping of ions grew louder, visible manifestations of the hero's anger coalescing into bold orange lights streaking madly off of his body like electric flames. He watched them come, his mind and body ready. He wasn't going to let them take Angel, not without a fight. Then the crashing wave slammed into the stalwart cliff-face. Marcus came first, rage still twisting the cyborg's face. Cade reacted naturally, trusting in the Terminator's momentum. With a side-step and a twist, Marcus tumbled through the air and collapsed heavily on a pile of rubble. Then Moon Knight, like a silver spear, dove towards Centurion. He threw up his arms, crossing them to absorb the impact. He felt his bones crack with effort as the hooded fighter's weight collapsed onto Cade's forearms. Nonetheless, he gritted his teeth through the pain and flung his arms open, removing any form of solid ground from Moon Knight's landing. Reaching forward, Centurion grabbed Spector's leg and swung hard. The Moon Knight found himself slamming into Dick like a bag of bricks into a steel wall, causing both heroes to crash away from Cade.
 
  Then came the wolf, that mad beast. Cade's blood still dripped from its claws as it launched itself like a coiled spring. Cade was ready. He ducked under the initial slash and rammed his shoulder forward. The hard armor along his upper arm collided sharply with Ookami's diaphragm. The wolf-man, his momentum lost, stumbled back. Centurion did not halt his assault, stepping forward and landing a hard right cross across his opponent's jaw, stunning him. A second punch, a left, missed its target as Cade was yanked back by an unseen force. An arm snaked under his shoulder and wrapped around his throat. Marcus pulled Centurion away from Dust, hoping to debilitate the hero with a chokehold. Bucking like a wild animal, Cade refused. He leaned forward hard, dragging Marcus onto his back, and kept walking. Moon Knight leaped forward, lending his own weight to the dogpile. He restrained the other arm and pulled back, but Centurion growled and fought harder. With a twist, he tore Moon Knight to the side and slammed him onto the ground. Cade's vision started going black and his breaths became shorter. Marcus' joints whirred as the soldier tightened his grip. Cade grabbed Marcus' arm with both hands and pulled, but he couldn't dislodge the Terminator. Dick pushed his way out of the rubble and raised a hand to fire a bolt of energy at the distracted Centurion. However, more on instinct than training, Cade turned and Dick's burst slammed into Marcus. With a cry of pain, the soldier loosened his grip enough for Cade to dislodge the hold and flip him forward. Marcus crashed hard into Moon Knight and the two struggled to find their footing.
  Cade struggled to catch his breath, coughing and blinking away the haze. A streak of agony screamed down his spine as Ookami slashed his jagged claws down Centurion's back. The young man turned to face the wolf just soon enough to see him closing in for a vicious bite. He flung up his arm to stop it and SW-808's fangs clamped hard onto Cade's forearm. The Centurion cried out as the teeth punched through his armor and punctured his skin. Cade fought for control with the furious wolf-man, desperate to free his limb. Finally, Cade's eyes burned brighter and he channeled his energy into a powerful discharge. The point where jaw met armor lit up like fireworks as Centurion pumped pure ionic energy into Dust. With a muffled thwump and a burst of orange light, Ookami flew backward, smoke billowing from his face. Cade exploded to his feet, eyes wide and muscles tense. Dick Howland's hands buzzed with blue energy as he approached the younger man.

"That's enough. Fight's over, kid. Stand down." His voice was stern, but an honesty exuded from the hero.

Cade's breathing slowed and his second wind started to die. He looked over at Angel. "Don't touch her."

Dick glanced at the girl as well and a clarity of understanding washed over him. "We promise."

Cade, tired and beaten, fell to one knee. His armor leaked blood and energy. Over. The fight was over. Thank God.

Word Count: 966 according to Wordcounter.net

Moves Used:

Ionic Discharge (Area of Attack, Physical Strength) - (600)

  The Centurion Apparatus was built for war and it thus boasts powerful weaponry. Despite the restrictions placed on his suit's functionality after entering the Omniverse, Cade can still access limited energy projection. Ionic Discharge is a release of the energy buildup within the Centurion Apparatus in a close proximity. This release of energy comes in the form of electricity, crackling in a four foot radius around the hero. It takes at least 4 seconds to charge, but upon release this temporary burst of energy electrifies and damages enemies who were foolish enough to get too close. The wave covers its radius virtually instantly. This burst of ionic energy acts like a field, surrounding Centurion in a sphere-like manner. This discharge lasts for about 3 seconds and it deals moderate damage over the course of this time. Alternatively, Centurion can grab an enemy and discharge the same amount of energy into a singular target. The energy is projected through the hero's palms, unleashing every joule into a grappled target. The charge time, duration, and energy consumption are identical as the amount of discharge does not change, simply the manner of application. Shocking a single target is nearly doubly as damaging as its radial counterpart. This ability cannot be used on the move as the output of energy overcharges the Apparatus' gravity sheath and anchors the hero to his position, whether on the ground or in the air, for the duration of the charge. The Centurion Apparatus is an efficient machine, and it regulates energy output carefully. Thus, when Ionic Discharge is used, Centurion's overall power source is drained moderately, similar to a special move in a fighting game.

[The Vision]

As Centurion collapsed to the ground, the Avengers glanced at each other.

"Wait," Marcus groaned, "Was that it?"

"I guess," Moon Knight shrugged.

"Yeah, I told him we weren't gonna hurt that girl, and he just, stopped?" Dick glanced at the others, confused. "I... don't think he was kidnapping her."

The fighters stood on the street to catch their breath. The once-smooth and nearly shiny concrete was now cracked and covered with dust. The steel plates holding down hovercraft charging stations were starting to rattle in place. A piece of sidewalk inexplicably floated in the air, while rubble surrounded them in a ring of destruction. Their earpieces buzzed as Edwin Jarvis began to speak.

"What the devil are you doing?"

Moon Knight tapped his earpiece and said, "Hey, Jarvis. We got the suspect, just waiting for authorities to-"

"This isn't Costa del Sol!" Mr. Jarvis shouted (many of them noted that this was the first time the butler ever raised his voice), "This is the seat of the Empire's power! The authorities are en route to arrest you."

Dust, having by now transformed back into his human form, ignored the pulsing black vein in his neck as he tapped his own earpiece.

"But we didn't do anything wrong. We actually stopped a crime! We're helping!"

"This is not how the Empire handles business, Master Dust," Mr. Jarvis snapped, "The Empire prefers to maintain the image that Coruscant is a crimeless city, one where injustice and other unpleasantries simply do not exist. They will maintain this illusion as much as they can, starting with arresting and silencing all

"Alright, then," Moon Knight sighed, "Avengers, we gotta go. Get that armor-guy and-"

"I absolutely wouldn't recommend that, sir," Mr. Jarvis replied, his voice suddenly very calm once more, "The public hold us in low regard as it is. Perhaps we should allow the authorities to carry out what judgement they deem best?"

"I'm sorry, are we going to jail now?" Dust asked incredulously.

Marcus grunted, "Great."

"You want us," Moon Knight grumbled, "to just sit here and get arrested unfairly?"

"To avoid a larger fiasco, yes, I urge you to remain," Mr. Jarvis said, "The reach of their legal forces are... extensive. And quite violent. Resisting arrest will only make matters worse."

The team looked at each other with worried glances.

"But that's not justice," Moon Knight hissed, "We need to stop them."

"No," Dick sighed, "If what Mr. Jarvis says is true, we need to cooperate. But seeing as they're not here yet-"

On cue, the Avengers were quickly surrounded by three hovercrafts with red and blue lights almost painful to look at. They floated about ten feet above them as each hovercraft revealed their blasters. They flashed their spotlights on the team.

"This is the Imperial Police! In the name of the Emperor, you are under arrest! Stand down immediately!"

Dust sighed. "You jinxed it."

"Stand down, Avengers!" Mr. Jarvis urged them once more, "Please. We will sort it out later."

Moon Knight grimaced under his mask as he knelt and put his hands behind his head.

"Avengers," he ordered, "Stand down."

Dick opened his mouth to protest, but Dust glared at him as he got on his knees. Dick grit his teeth and went down. Marcus gripped Moon Knight's shoulder.

"Listen," the Terminator muttered, "I've already been to jail in... my own world. I'm not going back."

"We have to," Moon Knight sighed, "We have no choice."

"What if they never let us out again?"

"They will," Moon Knight mumbled, "Trust Jarvis."

The hovercrafts' blasters clicked and pointed at Marcus, who was the only person left not kneeling. The Terminator grimaced and begrudgingly dropped to one knee. After sharing another quick protesting glance with Moon Knight, Marcus Wright finally lowered his other knee and put his hands behind his head.

The hovercrafts descended and opened up, revealing a platoon of Stormtroopers inside each. The soldiers jogged out in formation, cuffing the Avengers, along with their unconscious acquaintances.

"By the Emperor, look at these freaks. What the hell is this one's deal anyway?"

One of the Stormtroopers reached down towards Moon Knight's mask. His comrade smacked his arm away.

"C'mon, man, these are Primes. That could be its face or something. Let's just cuff 'em up and bring 'em to HQ."

"Roger that," the first soldier sighed, restraining Moon Knight's arms with handcuffs.

"Electromagnetic clamps, punk," one of the troops bragged to Marcus, "even robots like you can't do anything about that."

"Go fuck yourself," Marcus responded.

The Stormtrooper chuckled. "What'd you just say to me?"

The soldier raised his rifle, ready to blast Marcus' head off. Dick cried out, "Wait!"

The entire platoon stared at the superhero. Dick blinked rapidly, then spoke.

"Uh... That's how people say... Hello. In his original world," Dick shrugged, "I dunno, it's a culture thing."

The Stormtrooper kept his rifle pressed against Marcus' temple. One of his squadmates nodded.

"Yeah, like in Rick and Morty, there was that one episode where Rick told an entire planet that-"

Noticing that every single person nearby was staring at him, the Stormtrooper suddenly fell silent. The soldier lowered his gun and punched Marcus in the face. He recoiled slightly, due to the metallic skeleton underneath. The Stormtrooper glared at the Terminator.

"Yeah, well, you're in Coruscant now, you metal freak," the soldier growled, hostility dripping from his voice like venom, "Learn the language. Get these prisoners on the transports. Tell the Mem-Wipes to get their asses over here. We don't want anything like last Saturday to happen again."

The Avengers glanced at each other nervously as they boarded the hovercrafts.

Fun's over. Now the Avengers are going to jail.