Unliberate.

His heart was beating fast, there was a rush in these hero things. An adrenaline rush that just kept the blood going kept your heart racing. The Web head has been doing it since he was thirteen, and now it seems like he can't get out of it. Saving innocents, stopping the crazy ones, knowing when to take life and when not to take life. It was all he knew, all he has done, and if given the option he would NEVER leave it.

Jacob Holden sat in the chair in the back of the SHIELD copter, his head down looking like he was focused on his thoughts. He had headphones in his ears, music closing his world in. Hid black hair covered what would be seen of his face, and when the plane flyer looked back to him he could see nothing but his own spider symbol. The symbol he carried each and everyday, of course SHIELD branded. His loyalty to Shield was bar none, of course some people thought him to be nothing but a pet they used. But he believed other wise, he worked with the closest and higher directors of SHIELD. He knew deep down they all wanted good in this world, they just wanted to make sure they were ready for all things.

He got all the intell he needed on this mission, that shield assigned to him. Red Arrow a partner gone rouge, he was tasked to find him and see what his deal was. It could lead to him bringing him in, teaming up, or for the worse part a death on either side. But his main goal was to save New Jersey, all this chaos, destruction, death plagued the air. It needed to be undone, to be unliberated. Jacob stood when they reached the destination, he placed his mask on and gave the copter flyer a salute. He returned it, looking into the rearview mirror glass. After that JD stood at the edge of the opening for the copter, and without another warning just fell out of it.

His mask only half way on, he finished it placing it over his face. Looking like the good ol friendly neighborhood Spider-man. He landed on top of a brown tall building, it wasn't in flames like the rest of Jersey. The copter would place him close enough, to find this Jesteria girl. But of course nothing would be easy.

Well this was fun. He was finally back but not in the way he hoped. New Jersey was officially lost.. People died names were changed and with the end result everyone gave up hope.. No one believed in the world anymore.. No one believed in Arrow, No one believed in heroes. At this point Jersey was just a joke now a former shell of its self with the sporadic psychopathic Jesteria running things now anything could happen.. But this man he was here to change that.

How was he in jersey you asked? He had actually blended in. He wore the regular attire like everyone else but with his suit under.. Yes he was very hot with all of this on but it didn't really effect his abilities much. He was just trying to make sure the world knew he was back in the most shocking way possible. With his hair coming down in a ponytail and his facial hair looking rather vicious Lone Star looked nothing like his former self so no one should notice him.. As for those scars on his face no one would have seen him with them until he was already out of harms way. But that wasn't the point. He had no reason to be concerned about people trying to hurt him.

While walking Lone Star noticed something.. It was a helicopter with the S.H.I.E.L.D symbol.. This was not good.. Lone Star would start walking quicker and into the brown building which the copter was hovering over.. Upon entering he removed his fake outfit and pulled out his helmet which he would put on and instantly lock. From here he opened his coat and noticed his bow and the quiver he brought with him.. Well the quiver was on his back hidden he was trying not to use his archery prowess much anymore. But no he closed his jacket no need for whatever was in there.. He would instead pull out his colt anaconda revolver from his right holster and continue on to the roof.

Upon reaching the roof he noticed someone.. This person was wearing a spider suit but it wasn't Adam... He wasn't allowed in new Jersey.. It was Jacob. A S.H.I.E.L.D agent whom Lone Star had once worked with. He must have been here looking for Arrow.. But then again Lone Star couldn't take any chances. He turned the safety off the gun and his black suit began to shine as he spine "Jacob... You have 3 seconds to explain what you're doing here"

A man walking the streets in a suit, when most people brave enough to walk the streets wore clown outfits? Oh this guy was either the bravest man in the world, or was a contender on the show Jackass. Either way, the clowns broke their gaze on him, when the helicopter made its way to a building's rooftop, and the suited man went into the very building. Something was certainly up, and one of the clones reached into his pocket to reveal a walkie talk. Speaking across the radio, he'd simply speak of suspicious activity occurring in his area. Those tuning in, including the clown mistress herself, was now on high alert. Was today the day the world would try to take away their liberation? The mistress who sat in her chair would let a wide smile come across her face, as she pressed off the desk and walked to the entrance of the building on the far side of the city. "Let the games begin..Hahaha!" She laughed to herself, as a few certain individuals joined her in her department from the building. With a clear head start, they'd make it to city hall before the heroes even began their journey.

Meanwhile on the rooftop, three clowns had followed the suited man. As they arrived, they saw him in a different outfit, with some weird dressed man with him. Raising their basic firearms, they pointed their guns towards the two. 'Tellin from the skirts you two are wearing, you're supers aren't you?! You got some nerve coming into our turf.' They wouldn't fire yet, as they watched the two to see exactly what they were planning to do. Towards the actual entrance to the rooftop, a clown hid behind the slightly jarred door, watching the scene from safety.

"~Real ni**as say word, they aint never tell no lie~" JD was rapping to himself, looking down into the streets his headphones were still on under his mask. He turned around to see a tall man in a red mask with a black suit holding up a revolver at him. He didn't really hear what he was saying at all, cause of the music still in his ears. But voluntarily put his hands up in the air, hoping the song would go off soon but for some reason it just seemed to be longer.

The web head was confident he could dodge the fire at this range, from the one holding the gun. So he wasn't that afraid or worried for that matter. He made a hand gesture at his ear, "Didn't hear you!! Can you repeat that!!" he yelled he wanted to hear himself talk while the headphones were still in his ear. But what was odd, was the different voice he used when talking it wasn't his natural speaking tone. Jacob had a weird set of antics, he was unpredictable and may come off aloof and just childish. But He had a reason for most things he did, most not all.

He then raised his hand up flatly, and pointed behind the guy to three clown thugs also pointing guns at them. "You see what you did. Now look were in trouble. " he said calmly looking at the guy, he was talking normally since his music finally shut off. The thing that JD played to his factor was he was at the edge of the roof the whole time, he heard the copter blades coming behind him he thanked god his music was off. He took a quick step back and next thing he knew he was falling down the building, but he stopped when he saw the same copter that flew him here heading straight for the building. "What the hell?" he shot a web line to the copter's door opening and grabbed the pilot before it could crash down. Spider-man kept him a distance away holding him at arm's length. He didn't know what happened to the guy that he would make a turn all the around and flew to the top of the building. Luckily the pilot was unarmed in any weapons, the web head shot a web to a another building and tossed the pilot on it. As soon as spidey landed he webbed him up, without asking questions his actions were weird. The pilot could have turned on him, or been controlled he didn't take any chances. He knocked him out cold with a punch to the face.


He looked over to the other building where the hellicopter was destroyed, he wondered what happened the red helmet figure and the three goons. He pressed his finger to an earpiece, on his right. "The clown thugs are alot more dedicated then I have hoped. They seem to have someone with mind controlling abilities aswell. No sign of Arrow yet either. Stay ready for my back up." he said then running over to the next building fast, he had to get moving.

Alphas was looking out of a window, surveying the city from the building where he met up with Jesteria. She was going to help him capture supers, and it seemed that day would come sooner than expected. A helicopter would be flying through the city, and then suddenly, it would dive bomb into the roof of the building, causing the blades to almost chop up a few people, but it seemed that some sort of sticky rope or something of the sort had saved the people. It seemed that the pilot of the helicopter was stuck to the side of a building, and Alphas was trying to think if he had tried to suicide bomb into those people, but it seemed that was the only way into the city without everyone knowing about it, so they must have been on the helicopter. As Alphas looked more, he could only see two figures running and jumping along the rooftops, so he would simply keep an eye on them for now. As it was, he was simply waiting for Jesteria to give the word, and he would attempt to capture the super beings. He had reason to believe that there was only one super being, and one of these people were probably it.

He expected the helicopter to be either military, or from a government agency, much like Alphas himself, although he was programmed with a certain set of ideas, meaning even though they might be from another agency, he would still have to bring a super being into custody, or eliminate them if they were too much of a threat. Alphas would simply watch the figures, and try to keep an eye on them to make sure where they were at all times. They were coming towards the building Alphas was in, so it was only a matter of time before he would need to confront them.

OOC: The mask is green dammit

As Lone Star held his colt anaconda at the back of Jacobs head he thought of numerous things. He thought of just pulling the trigger and letting go that bullet but something told him otherwise.. Something told him Jacob was going to be of some value but that wasn't enough to convince him.. He still wanted to pull a bullet in the boys head. While waiting for a response Lone would began to ball up a fist with his free hand just incase things got bad. One prepared man he was.

As Jacob turned around he raised his hands and made a gesture to his ear... He then spoke implying he was listening to music which was indeed something Jacob would do. Not being able to hear was going to be that kids downfall. He said this very loud which made Lone kinda aggravated.. His fake voice was present also.. Wow this kid was full of tricks today. Today seemed to be starting off odd. For one why the hell was S.H.I.E.L.D sending its kids into such a dangerous city? And Jacob at that. He had skill but that kid couldn't cut himself out of a box of cereal.

Still pointing his gun at Jacob he watched the spider brat point behind Lone and this could mean one of two things. Either someone was behind him or Jacob wanted to play a game of hide and go seek. Judging by the city and the crazy lady controlling it Lone could actually believe someone was behind him. Three thugs.. Hmm all holding basic guns, M1911 pistols to be exact.. Those things could be a pain especially in the hand of clowns. But alas Lone was not concerned about them one bit and it actually offended him that they assumed he was a super. Instantly Lone would turn around and notice Jacob was gone which made him a little water of that brat. He was fast I'd give him that much.. Soon a weird sound could be heard and Lone just knew this wasn't going to be god. Within seconds Lone would put his gun away and point his right arm to the building across from him but at a lower level aiming for the 2nd floor of a 9 floor building. A cable would shoot out his arm and into the cheap walls of the building.. They were strong enough to hold but also weak enough to bust through. Lone would come crashing through the glass window next to the tiny hole in the wall from his cable. While soaring to the building his spear retracted and he was not in the building.. He rolled before getting up and dusting himself off.

From the inside of his helmet Lone spoke "Jacob.. Run now" His helmet would begin processing some words before having a giant couple letters on the front saying "SENT!". After that Lone would pull out his tiny staff and prepare for the next bit of this situation.

As the helicopter came down, the spider barely dodged it by launching himself several meters off the building, and in midair with no obstruct around him within the seven meter jump. The clowns that were on the ground level [10 of them] would look up towards the free falling spider. They had been alerted about two suspicious individuals thanks to the radios, and came with firearms ready to deal with the threat. Being spread out beneath the spider, they began to open fire on the boy free falling towards them. Some had more precise aim than others, attempting to send a number of bullets into his back (seeing how he was looking up towards the copter, revealing his blindside to the clowns below). Others fired wildly, sending shots blindly into the air around the spider, so even if he attempted to flip or twirl, he would be met by a bullet in his body. Of course, if his web maneuver went through, he would be fine, as it would pull him away from the bullets. If that had failed for whatever reason, then it would be an interesting site.

The three clowns on the rooftop hit the ground hard as the helicopter blades came spinning over head. One would watch the masked man (not being spider) use some kind of grappling hook to shoot into another building, and zip a few inches beneath the back tail blade to his freedom. Well attempted freedom across the way. Either way, things were just starting to heat up for our heroes, huh?

Meanwhile, miles away, a 5'7 woman with a red wig and face paint, would be switching her hips down the middle of the road with a hop and a smile. Those who knew better would recognize her as the Mistress of Crime, Jesteria. Behind her were the six hostages. Four men, and two women. They all seemed to be beaten and fatigued from the time they were captured..The game's stakes were about to jump tenfold.

The web head's web shot was cut short in mid-air and for a second his heart raced. Never would he thought his web shooters would let him down, but it didn't seem to be them the thought raced through him. He was less worried about himself and more on the pilot, what had he done? Would he survive? Spidey couldn't dwell in these thoughts anymore. He couldn't use his webs right now, couldn't take the chance of them being stopped again. The building that he landed on was tall, tall enough for bullets to come from ground level to miss there mark the first couple of shots.

Shots came from beneath him, he was lucky the first one missed. After that, he grabbed a pole that was coming right beside him as he was falling. Setting whoever the telekinetic user was up. He was either going to move the pole so he won't grab it, or stop his web from reaching the window which he shot at the same time. If JD grabbed the pole, he would make one kick motion towards the window getting him inside. If used his web he would just zip right inside.
Either way Spidey would get his way into a window crashing threw, and rolling in. He was taking a chance, seeing how the propeller was being thrown to the green helmet guy. The web head took use of the focus being put on him, and no longer on himself doing all this at the same time the telekinetic was binding Lone Star. Effectively avoiding the gun fire, and sight from anyone else to spot him. All they would know was that he was in the building.

He took a deep breath, and pressed his ear pierce. "The clown thugs are alot more dedicated then I have hoped. They seem to have someone with mind controlling abilities, and a telekinetic. They were prepared for my arrival, stay ready for my call for back up."

Spidey released his hand from his earpiece. The building had all sorts of destroyed remains, he ran over to the end hall way not wanting anyone to follow him from the window. He wanted to be out of eye's view. Once he was he started to take off his suit and his mask, and webbed it all up into a bag. He was left with only his boxes and a shirt, he quickly found the stair case and jumped down stopping at the eight floor. He walked into the floor slowly hearing noises and people's voices. He made himself present, after tossing his webbed bag under a stair case so no one would find it and the people stopped and looked at him. There was a guy and women, in dirty clothes but they seemed normal. Were they hiding in this hospital? thought JD. He had to put on a show, he fell to the floor holding his stomach. "It hurts!" he let out, the man got him and brang him into a room. "Betty lets get him some clothes!" the tossed him jeans, and a some shoes. JD put them on slowly, he still had a show to perform.

This was all of his plan, he needed to blend in and look like common folk. Once he was dressed. The man named John would take him, to another room. Where JD would look shocked he saw large group of cops, regular people, even some heavily armored SWAT units. John looked at JD "Don't worry kid your safe here." he said to him.

It seemed that the webs that were shot out of the super's hands were suddenly stopped dead by an unknown force, and then he simply got into a building. Alphas wasn't sure if a super was using gravity, or something of the sort, maybe the spider just had issues with the power, maybe. Still, Alphas wasn't quite needed it seemed, and simply went to a room, and waited.

[sorry short, nothing for me to do, guess EXIT]

That awkward moment when you thought the mission was going to be easy? Ever had one of those.. Well Lone Star was having one of those right now. As Lone shot towards the second building his hook came out and literally dashed back at him.. What the hell was this? Someone was using magic or something. As the wire began swirling around Lone would reach for his knife in his coat and slice the wire clean in half. Severing his ties from it causing him to fall which wasn't that high of a drop considering how low he was already.. If he knew he was this low from the beginning he probably wouldn't have used that grappling hook in the first place. As Lone star was getting up he heard the same noise he heard before and this time he wasn't going to use his grappling hook. It was the propeller of the helicopter. Lone would obviously run to the left of the propeller and roll out of the way letting it collide with the group exploding sending debris all around but none ultimately effecting Lone. From here he stood up prepared for what was to come next. As for his knife he lost it.

After rolling and falling and doing everything else Lone Star noticed something rather weird.. It was in the sky it appeared like a figure with alot of green.. Was that the source of the telekenetic force? Actually nevermind.. It was better Lone didn't mess with that person for obvious reasons. Telekenesis versus a human was just something Lone didn't feel like testing today. Living life and saving New Jersey was on his mind.. Even tho Jersey just let him die he still felt he owed them something. Actually no.. He owed this city nothing.. What did they ever do for him? Did they ever once think about how them turning him Lone Star could effect them so soon? So fast? So much destruction... Lone knew what he had to do.. He wasn't proud of this but he was going to do it. He reached for both his guns left and right respectively and pulled them out of their holsters.. He tossed them on the floor before kneeling down putting his hands on the back of his head. Besides Jacob getting shot at this wasn't Lone Stars problem anymore. He would scream out "JESTERIA. I KNOW YOU ARE HERE.. I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME. I AM HERE TO SURRENDER." His voice heightened by his helmet those words could be heard for blocks...

After the emergency distress call from SHIELD, Ving was on the next hellicopter to New Jersey. Jumping down with his suit taking on the name of Ultraman, he makes his debut in this hell like scene. "Just what happened to this town.... huh... take me down there...." The hellicopter swirls around and Ultraman rappels down towards a clown like girl taking on hostages. "Well what do we have here? Satans circus is in town?" He takes a good look at the enemy, the debreifing he had recieved before entering was well informative. That was Jesteria, and she was the leader of the suicide corps. Apparently this was some kind of trap, and it was holding Ultramans co-workers hostage. His eyes begin to glow as he had every intention of attacking to stop this, innocent people were dying. Yes, Ultraman had the power to make a difference.

"Jesteria, This isnt a negotiation. Your under arrest for high quality genocide, and other freaky S**T i dont know about. Come quietly and let the Shield operatives go." He then takes a stance, his hands glowing as well. This was different, an arrest can be almost impossible. This women was bounded by nothing, had no reason to keep him alive. Without any obligation the lives of others, she wouldnt flinch at all after killing someone. Ultraman couldnt let this slide, this wasnt the kind of person you could arrest. A life sentence and getting out for good behavior? "Im Ultraman, and if you didnt know what it meant to start a war with Shield, You Gon Learn Today!!!!" Ultraman then fires a positronic beam from his hand, he wasnt waiting for any responses of dialouge. The time for talk was over, and could mean the end for them all.

The woman dressed like a clown would look up towards the man yelling down towards her. She was unarmed and was simply wearing the oddest outfit of Jesteria. The man began to put on a light show before firing a beam down towards her. It hit with precision, zapping her and making her fall to her knees and then to her stomach. The hostages froze in place. The four men, who's clothes were ripped and worn, and the two women who practically wore oversized rags, which meant they were possibly rape victims. One shorter woman with black hair would wave her hands to the helicopter while the men would yell up to them. 'Get us out of here! Help us!' The man screamed up towards the copter as the hostages smiled..they finally had their freedom, right?

Meanwhile the clowns watched the spider web zip towards a window. They were more focused on him, than the actual man turning himself in. Two clowns ran to the surrendering man's side, and picked him up. 'You know of our boss? What's your name?' The remaining clowns began to reach in their satchels, removing bottles of alcohol. "Let's smoke this fucker out.." One mumbled beneath his breath to the others in a low voice. Launching the bottles into the building from the bottom four floors thanks to the shattered open windows, after lighting them of course, the blaze would begin to spread through the old wooden building. The building was special, as it was built like a stove pretty much. Wooden old floorboards and railings on the inside, but brick on the out. The fire would spread fast across the old dried wood, quickly spreading dangerous smoke and fumes throughout the entire building. Who the hell cared if it went down? No one with a right mind would live in it after it was shut down. Not even the water supply connected to them, meaning no sprinklers to douse the flame. The fire hydrants had even been robbed and sold most likely. This was a bad part of town afterall..even before the take over. The building was separate from the rest, having a good 10 meters of open dirt between itself, and any other obstructs in the area. With the clowns setting up a perimeter completely around the building, on all sides, they kept their firearms ready for the spider to show himself once again. This time, they were going to end him and anyone else who came out of there. Just for safe measure of course.

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Of course JD was taken back, but what these people had accomplished since Jersey's destruction not to long ago. They established a food system, and way of resources that served them well. But first and foremost they were ready for an attack, they've been preparing for this. JD had to play and stick to his role for now, he didn't want them knowing he was spider-man. But of course if it came to that, then he would have no choice. John and Bettsy heard a little boys crying from the hallway. Which left everyone in shock, all the kids and children were put to sleep in another room but it made sense for them to wake up and cry at times like this. One of the cops came over to the boy, and held out his hand for him. "Come on kid I'll take you back to the others." he said getting ready to walk away.

JD got a good look at the room, they had swat and police all over the place, some holding rifles other just pistols. From all the ruckus going outside they figured tonight was the night to the final battle. But before anyone can say anything, John walkied talkied to someone else. "Building two get ready for the final assault." he said, and waited for the response. In little time he for a response. "Final Assault in effect." they replied. Everyone in the room just braced and got ready. The building right beside the building they were attacking, one that no one was paying attention to. Sets and groups of SWAT trained officers came running out, being well protected with bullet proof vests, and gass masks to protect from any sudden fumes and poisons. They instantly start to attempt attacking and gunning down with their assault rifles, the none trained clown thugs. Having the element of surprise on their hand, also the swat was more trained. In total they had about 25 men all well protected, and well armed starting there initial attack on the thugs that surrounded the building.

When JD and the others noticed this, he turned around not facing the others in the room. But John put a hand on his soulder, "We know who you are kid. Don't worry bout it, we knew you would show up sooner or later." he said smiling. JD looked shocked, but he couldn't lie any longer. "He pressed his earpiece that was still in his ear. "Send in the large convoy now, the initial building landing is the destination. Eight floor." he said fast, They building was going on fire, but it was only coming up limited flights of stairs. Since they were on the eight floor, they had some time. Plus with the Swat team defending the floor it would also get into more time.

Bettsy would run over to the children's room, to get the rest of them. In a matter of no time, a large hellicopter could be heard from above. Nearly three times as big as the last two. It was heavily armed and defensive, having loads of Shield agents on it. Not only that but two more were not far behind it, ready for any sudden attack or mishappen should the first one go down for any reason.

JD would stay behind to make sure everyone was being, taken safely to the large helicopter. That was coming down to let people in, for safety. HE grabbed his stuff, that was webbed up, only his costume his web shooters were still on him. But it all felt way to easy for somereason, he felt a bit of uneasyness.

The motorcycle rumbled, and died. The helmeted figure kicked a stand to keep the bike in place, swung her leg over it. She adjusted her helmet, making sure the visor still gave her a good view. She reached by the side of the bike, where a sign post was attached to the side with a clip. She detached it and swung it around, testing it, the red circle slashing the air. She stood by, watching the night sky, as the rest of the city burned around her, and a helicopter crashed somewhere.

Amsel loved Jersey. She frequented this area only for this hellish chaos. And what did she have here? Three heroes rushing for the prize, one mastermind, and another pawn, no, Bishop of her plans. Pawns were unwitting. Bishops were the secondary masterminds.

On any normal occasion, Amsel would have sided with the heroes.

But it just wasn't fair for the bad guys. Amsel shrugged and started off towards the building in a slow, relaxed walk, hefting the sign onto her shoulder, as she observed the situation again. Dumb shit floating up there with some shiny powers, gun fire, clowns, helicopters in webs (tigers in chalets were bad, but this?). Amsel shook her head. Sounded a lot like Jesteria to the Dullahan.

What fun it would be.

In the chaos of the night there would be a noise that would rise even over the already incredible sounds of destruction. This noise would the massive cacophony of voices shouting in a foreign tongue. At the head of this crowd that numbered in the thousands was a man named Bane, quietly walking along as if there was not a care in the world. This crowd was armed to the teeth, ready to renew the flames of destruction that had allowed them to take over the city to begin with. This event was caused by an awe inspiring rally Bane had previously given in order to pour the gasoline upon their destructive ambition. It had worked wondrously, starting at first as a gathering of a few hundreds, brought together by the call that Bane had given out by simply promising them more mayhem. It was initially a group of clowns, but soon people who had drifted in their moral compasses would also emerge from whatever cesspool they had been hiding in.

These people who were not clowns had begun to resent the world for what had happened to them, now..they just wanted to watch it burn. Bane, who knew of the events in the city due to an earpiece given to him by one of the clown goons would orchestrate the formation of their own army, playing upon the desires of those who now hated the world. He would begin upon a large stage, his deep voice carrying over the words "I do not care why you here, I do not care if the world has wronged you and now you want revenge, I do not care if you are simply enjoy destruction for the sake of it. What I know however is that to long the governments of this world have always oppressed us, have always looked down upon us and taken away anything that they so desired. It is time that we RISE and TAKE BACK WHAT IS OURS! Come with me, and we shall turn the world to ashes..and from those ashes we will be our own masters." and with that a booming cheer would ensue as the few hundred clowns began arming the whole crowd with gear taken from multiple police stations. This included riot gear, rifles, shotguns, flash grenades and even a plethora of illegal arms that the police had confiscated before Jesteria's arrival.

So with Bane leading them, the hundreds of clowns mixed in with the masses would begin chanting some foreign chant that Bane had told them to start chanting, and one by one like dominoes the whole crowd was doing it. Bane was sure that most of them had no idea what they were shouting, but it didn't matter, the crowd getting larger as Bane made his way towards the last of the resistance, his ear piece spewing information. Soon Banes army would flood the area said to be where the resistance was located, having known via radios. Then several of the clowns taking groups of people with them to position themselves upon the rooftops surrounding the two buildings, some armed with RPGs and other heavy guns. Despite not being trained as efficiently as the swat members, they still knew how to shoot a gun. So as the members of the Swat burst out the door Bane's army would open fire, sending a maelstrom of bullets and rockets down at the sparse twenty five. Meanwhile as the army continued to file in continuing the chat, Bane would vanish from the main battle and would control from a hidden location, getting details from his earpiece. He heard from his scouts that helicopters were inbound to this location. Bane would then orchestrate an ambush with rockets so that as they made their entrance they wouldn't last long.

As soon as Jesteria falls, Ultraman calls the radio for the chopper to land. "Evacuate the city, Red crown! If its a clown, shoot on sight." This was far from over, and Ultraman was not going to give Jesteria a chance to react. He makes a dash with poitronic energy covering his fists , prepared to hit her while she was down. The chopper lands and 4 shield agent begin guiding the civilians to safety. "Jesteria, lets be honest here! Your off your meds aren't you?!! Take a nap then!!" Ultraman screams as he continue his dash towards the stunned Jesteria. Ultraman was calm, even in a situation like this. It was a red crown protocol, for the citizens own safety he ordered them on the helicopter. The SHIELD agents were trigger happy, everything began to fall in ruin at new jersey. The clowns might blend in with the crowd, and if they couldn't tell the difference they would have shot everyone.

The radio command updates the situation of new jersey every 10 minutes. So far there seems to be a rise in the center of the city. A bunch of clowns armed to the teeth, with another man leading them. Ultraman could have sworn that Jesteria was the leader, the information was not wrong. But if the suicide corps really meant their death for any goal, she could easily be replaced. He was fighting against a women who didn't have such a will to live if it meant that she got what she wanted in the end. Self sacrificial actions, there was no sort of boundaries. Such people who decided to live the way they wanted, even for a moment if it meant their death afterwards or life in jail. This was terrorism, pure and utter annihilation. What if Jesteria was responsible for the the terrorist attack in ohio? He wanted to ask, but this wasn't the time for questions. He had to stop her, if she is out the way the clowns would lose their will. There was no sign of his comrades, but Ultraman was betting everything on this fight.

Well this was nice... As Lone Star laid on the floor surrendering he felt something change within his mind.. It was as if he was slowly losing himself. His hands would start moving towards his guns and he was trying to stop them but he would only shake his hands as he grabbed the guns and his body began to stand up. Lone Star couldn't stop the movement but his mind wouldn't even respond to him. It was like his body just didn't belong to him anymore and his mind also obeyed him but it was just a part of him in the corner of his mind that told him to rebel but he couldn't.. Standing there he would wait for Jacob to come out because for some reason he felt it was his duty to kill him. In his left hand he held his colt anaconda and in his right hand he held his desert eagle and his head was leaning downward as if his body was sleep but yet it wasn't. Noises could be heard and it sounded like people were going crazy but Lone Star couldn't react.. His body wasn't his body.

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The helicopter came down and touched ground, and the hero that blasted the clown went for her again. Meanwhile, four shield soldiers came to the six hostages looking to help them. All seem grateful they were now being saved. With the hero so focused on the downed Jesteria and shooting right pass the hostages, it left a blaring blind spot. A blind spot, a certain woman would take advantage of. With him three feet infront of her, after moving to finish the downed clown, the real Jesteria would use her quickdraw skill, and her from the waist skill, to pull out the gun from beneath her rags and fire a few well placed shots directly into the hero's back with three shots. With her aim, one would pierce a lung, while the others would go through the stomach if they connected. The hero wouldn't be dead, but the pain and blood would certainly take its toll if he didn't stay down. As this occurred, the hostages would do the same, except they removed their guns and fired into the unsuspecting shield agents trying to safely bring the onto the helicopter, with a blind shot of their own. The one remaining disguised hostage would have made it to the helicopter, pointing their gun at the pilot, who was the last one in the copter. Keeping her arm steady, the woman kept the pistol pointed towards the man's exposed head, ready to pull the trigger if he didn't raise his hands away from his body and the wheel, and keep them where she could see them without any sudden movements.

The real Jesteria would keep her gun extended towards the man on the ground, as the rags were ripped from her clothes, revealing her normal clown outfit. The only thing that was missing was the face paint and wig. Making sure to keep a safe distance, she strafed around him with a maniacal smile. "Stay down hero, and I'll patch you up. I wouldn't want to kill you, this is just too fun!" The fake woman, dressed like a clown, would slowly try to pick herself up while vomiting from her mouth. She wasn't as durable or experienced as the real Jesteria, which was the reason she was hit so easily, and was now practically useless. Reaching into her belt, Jesteria would toss a bola towards the woman while keeping the gun dead aimed on the hero. "Tie him up." The woman nodded, as she began to wrap the bola around the man, making sure to tie strong knots with the cable. The other 'hostages' would have boarded the helicopter, keeping their guns locked on the man behind the wheel. 'Boss we got the wings! Let's get moving!'


Back at the war in the streets, the reinforcements arrived for the heroes, but was soon over come with the gathered army of Jersey. The last of the resistance had basically fallen right into a trap, thanks to the spiderboy. Rockets were fired down onto the swat teams, blowing up the area. The three clowns that were on the first building had seemingly gotten ignored throughout the chaos, giving them the perfect chance to launch molotovs across the way, and into the helicopters coming in from above. Being on such a high building, they were completely level with the helicopters, allowing them to toss the flaming coctails into the actual pit of the ship where the shield agents were. To add to this, a series of clowns shot at the helicopters with rpgs aswell, from a rooftop adjacent to the other three, that was even with the flying vehicles aswell. The first aimed right towards the first helicopter coming down. The aim was off, causing it to hit the tail and send the copter spiraling out of control and into the building Mischief and the Spiderboy was currently within before an explosion would occur on the upper levels where the other swat team was gathering with the spider kid. The last two helicopters got it worst, as a small group of clowns fired at them from a rooftop slightly above them (by 3 meters). However, they fired from beside and behind, sending a pair of rockets into their tails and a pair into the actual opening of the helicopter where it'd explode once making contact with the steel within.

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“Guwah!!” When the bullets connected with the costume, it could be felt that it was piercing through the skin. The costume properties around the neck and face was more reinforced around that part of his body than anywhere else, so when it connected it was a definite hit but the costume stopped it enough before it went through his lungs. Ultraman falls on the floor, bleeding from his back and looking up at Jesteria with the gun point at him. He didn’t move any more, instead he started planning his next move. Ultraman wasn’t so ultra at the moment, bullets still hurt like hell. He wasn’t losing a lot of blood; his physical body was well in tune so he took the shots pretty well. The main fact was that he was bleeding, and it might affect his reaction time. “Ahh…. Ahhahaha….*cough* clowns and their tricks. You’re a sneaky tramp aren’t ya? Your … you’re not….going to….. Tch!” It was apparent that Ultraman was hurt, but he wasn’t going to back down. Still, he allowed himself to be tied up by the Jesteria double.

He then began to assess the situation. He was played and fell for Jesteria’s tricks; Ultraman did not heed the warnings of the debriefing. Now that he’s paying for it, he can only watch as she’s using HIS evacuation team to escape the city. It was too risky to radio command about this while the gun was pointed directly at his head. Doesn’t anybody else know about this? Why is she leaving the city? As he begins to ponder this thought a bit more, he then realizes that there was a Shield operative flying the helicopter. That was a danger, the base could be compromised and Jesteria would only turn it into her new hell like she did with the city. This was a tough decision basing human lives and the mission itself; if he didn’t kill the pilot shield would be no more.

He shakes his head and realizes that he has been overthinking quite a bit. You know it’s bad when your deciding to kill someone that was on the same side, something that Jesteria would have no problem doing. He wasn’t a criminal, but even if it was for a good cause it would still seem like a meaningless death. Ultraman wasn’t like her to kill for a senseless reason; if there was no other option then he would have to. He had to warn shield somehow, he began talking to jesteria knowing that she wouldn’t notice that his helmet had radio communication on at all times. “Ha, this kind of reminds me of a story. The Greeks and their high ambitions. Trojan your way into New Jersey to get us all here. Just what are you after? “He wondered if she noticed the use of the word “Trojan” in a red crown protocol took in account all protocol codenames in a high alert situation during radio communication. Trojan and the Greeks meant infiltration; Shield was on lockdown for 48 hours if they heard this. Nothing gets in or out and even friendly’s get shot down on site.

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Clowns. Clowns everywhere. They were only missing a tiny car and some flaming hoops and animals, and a whole circus would be in town.

The Dullahan stepped over a body of a clown, where the 'hostages' had only recently been extracted, watching as they took control of the situation and moving between shadows out of view. It wasn't hard sidestepping the clown troops, since they were more focused on two other heroes in the building and a SWAT team, and it wasn't long before she found her way to Jesteria's position.

More helicopters went down outside. SHIELD sure had plenty of money to burn. For once, Amsel was relieved she wasn't on the wrong side. Heroes were kind of missing out on the common sense nowadays. It was Jesteria they were going up against. Crazy and over-prepared and genre savvy. What the hell were they expecting? Her to be exposed and ready to be smacked in chains and shipped back to whatever hell she came from? Dullahan muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "Dummkopfs", when she caught sight of the wounded Ultra-something-or-another, as he was being tied up. She almost cracked up laughing and wondered if a nice dose of reinforced iron to the head would remedy his smart mouth.

"High ground is the advantage, gentlemen! Lets make use of it." The very words uttered from General Sheppard. One of the leading commanders of this attack, a veteran war hero. Although SHIELD it self was new and had only stopped a limited number of Superhuman attacks, they were not to be underestimated. The general was in the last helicopter, coming into jersey. Any of his orders, directions would heard to everyone through a Shield Earpiece. So even the two shield copters ahead of him heard this.

Keeping a fair distance away from fire, and rpgs simply moving up and to the left at a surprisingly fast speed these weren't your ordinary helicopters. They were shield made, and of course has special functions that the average man didnt even know about , so they avoided the RPG's missiles . Each Shield copter had radar of incoming missile fire. so they knew it was coming, and where to move to avoid it. But making use of there own weaponry and the time it took to reload a Rpg. The first helicopter let loose a wild spread of heavy machine gun fire on top of the roof top with the clows on it, and where lone star was headed. General Sheppard smiked to himself. "They didn't think we would have the roof tops covered? They obviously don't know about us! Lets make ourselves known shall we?"



JD stood in the back, he needed no copter he just wanted people in the room to get to saftey. While he was talking in his earpiece, there was a man with a shotgun in his hand. JD was always weary of who was behind him, his life spent in Shield always made him weary of such things. If not then he was still an amateur. Of course his gaurd was a little at ease, but never fully down. As soon as he finished on his earpiece, his spider sense bugged out big time. With a superhuman reaction, and thinking before hand it was coming from behind him. He jumped into the air, and landed sticking to ceiling, avoiding the fire at his lower body. He jumped down and punched the cop in the face, knocking him out cold. Also webbing him up, he turned over to the other quickly. "Hurry! You must get on!!" he shouted, they were still paused by what happened. But the Agents and Spidey, quickly got them to snap out of it.

They got most but not all, but he would have to worry about that. The building was coming aflame fast, and while the first Shield copter was evacuating for now the Web head getting the four people left to safety.


Before the fist Shield Copter was being shot at, they raised up putting most of the people from the building in the room aboard from the windows. Also the shots fired upon them, would barely make any damage. Only moving up and away to avoid rocket fire that would come from ground level. That would hit the building, causing explosions and wilde fire spread. Shield Copter 2 and 3 had the roof tops covered, anyone coming ontop of them would face certain death.

The Shield copters were even able to take malatov's since it was just bottles with flaming cloth on it, the only opening for these Shield Copters was on the side that was having the people aboard. Which was out of range for any fire, unless some came from below them on the left side. But that would also prove futile, Shield agents on the copter would shoot down anyone coming in that section with their advanced weaponry. The shield copters were heavily armed with agents, and itself was very defensive only being able to be taken down with rocket fire, which they avoided.

"Agent Harkoff. Keep all your eyes at your 9:00 oclock at exactly 20 meters." Commander Backson leading the first Shield copter said. That was the small hellicopter that held Ultraman, for the diversion against the real threat. From the sight, Ultraman was being tied down and was captured. They would have fired on sight if it wasn't for him, taking down the plane. But they valued Ultra's life, and infact once Commander Backson told the info, to General Sheppard he had a plan to initiate.




Spidey quickly led the remaining others down the hallway on the right, a window to an alleyway was there. "Copter two need a coverage, eight floor. Alleyway sighting, four civilians with me in need of quick evac. Make that ASAP." he said speaking into his earpiece. Fire was now upon the eight floor, and they needed to get out quickly. The second copter came down, only to provide fire on the wave of clowns coming in ahead of the, and to clear out the alley way for the Web head. They had no threats from the rooftop since it was blown, and any rador scans would come in for any resistance from other rooftops and ground level threats. Ropes came down from the Large Shield copter about four to take in the remaining people on the building, Spidey stayed look out for anyone coming behind them or from the sides, no longer playing games. Once the people were fully evacuated, he crawled out and stuck to the wall and jumped up onto Shield Copter's side which was only about 7 meters away. Which was an easy jump for the Web head, he stuck his hands on to the side. He knew he was free of any range of fire, the Shield Copter would hold them off.

"Activate Step phase two." Sheppard said calmly. "Let's teach these war these clowns, the first mistake they made here."

When Sheppard said Step phase two, instantly fire from the back of the clown wave could be heard. Surely Jersey was closed off to anyone, with a car or trying to get in from the ground. But Shield had more then enough time to overcome this, using explosives. Since the one named Bane led everyone, into the war going on. Shield was met with little resistance, coming in with fighter planes, heavy duty armored trucks, and tanks. Along with a wave a shield soilders, with advance weaponry and training. When they first came in, they had little resistance, the fighter planes flew by up above covering rooftops and any high ground they could use. But since all the clowns of this so called army were moved by Bane, to the one battle spot. Moving in was easy. Soon the back of the wave, was getting massacred by the tanks and trucks and foot agents coming in behind them. Also having to worry about the 3 shield copters infront, letting loose heavily aimed machine fire from the front.

"We have captured the high ground, and used the element of surprise. Surrounding the enemy at all sides." Sheppard said, to all his agents. Another Shield copter came in from the left side, and another from the right.

Meanwhile, JD was in the second Shield Copter, putting on his shield suit with his shield mask. Commander Depart came up to him. "You did well Web head, you led the enemy right where we wanted them. And evacuated the civilians. Of course sacrifices have been made, but each one of those SWAT officers were ready to give there life, for this." he placed a hand on the Web head's shoulder.

Each copter was good enough height to release fire, and avoid any RPG shots towards the. Even out of range for any special attacks, that Spidey made sure of from his reports on a telekinetic.