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Post by Francis Barton on Nov 2, 2013 10:16:22 GMT -5
The sounds of a siren blared through the night in the light district area as a robbery was about to take place in one of the bars. It made no sense on why some freaks would try and rob one of the nightclubs, maybe they were out to try and steal all their money and think they could get away with it without being noticed? In a city such as New York it was hard to go unnoticed by the media or even the citizens that live in it. Someone was bound to be spotted that was out of the ordinary and this was one of those times. The front had been stood up with three guards all having their own choice of weapon, but they didn't seem to be concerned that an archer was watching from the shadows. Unlike his uncle he did have a moral he wasn't going out killing people that he thought didn't matter to the world. In fact he was surprised he was surprised that the archer hadn't been bothering the family in awhile, the other Bartons hadn't seen Barney in a long time. He was probably being kept busy by the Dark Avengers, so the last thing he probably needed was one of the Avengers coming in and destroying everything for him. The night air was cold as Francis could see his breath rise from his mouth and with one hand he pulled back a hand as he reached for one of the arrows in his case that he held on his back. It had been fully packed with arrows it seemed that Francis had been out on a patrol so something like this was to be expected.
Once Francis lined up his shot, he quickly fired as the arrow raced through the air and was aimed right for one of the men, but no it wasn't there to kill them like some would think, the first arrow disarmed the man making him drop his gun to the ground instantly. Francis strung three more arrows to his bow as he aligned them with the man and fired them again as he was pinned down by them and the arrows pierced the wall as the man struggled to break free. He could tell they were scared, they had no idea that there was an Avenger amongst them. And with the final fifth arrow, the two other guards came running towards the area where he was hiding in the shadows and with a release of his arrow the arrow unleashed a net as it grabbed the men and caught them in the tangled rope. It forced them to drop their weapons as they were all caught in the net.
"Tsk tsk don't you boys know it's not polite to steal things that don't belong to you?" Francis said as he began to walk past them almost in a mocking tone to get to the entrance now that it was clear.
"What you're just a kid? You think you're going to stop us all? We have more bad guys in side that will blow you to bits."
"And you three idiots don't seem to know who I am? Tell your boss and the police that Hawkeye was here." Francis said as the men seemed dumbfounded that they were going up against an Avenger. But before they could do anything else he entered the building leaving the three to be picked up by the police. Of course this robbery was bound to be noticed by someone else, Francis couldn't have been the only hero or villain in that area. Someone had to notice. If things did get out of hand here he could always call the Avengers, sure they may have been enjoying their night with whatever they were doing. They were a call away and he was sure that they wouldn't mind at all that there were some bad guys that needed some butt kicking tonight.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2013 11:32:51 GMT -5
And Francis couldn't be more right. He wasn't the only one out and about on a patrol or looking for something to do, in fact a certain feral female was out on her usual scouting for targets and enemies. Otsama had indeed become an agent of Weapon X, a reluctant one that had no choice in the matter. A chip in her right arm prevented her from fighting back and any disobedience brought about severe pain that would give her enough shock throughout the body to make her drop. Even her healing factor couldn't stop that all the time and took time to recover depending on the shock. She had learned to not fight it for now, but she would figure out how to get free of these 'chains' that restrained her and made her feel like an obedient dog.
While she had been taking a walk down the streets of the Red Light District, she had found nothing exactly worth her attention. People often tried to get her alone, offer drinks, or a chance to party but she turned them down curtly at first and if they continued she made sure they got the message. Whether it was a snarl, growl, her fists, or claws they soon backed off and she went on her way. So far, this night looked like it would be boring and she was tempted to take a chance with some random stranger and just to be flirty for the heck of it.
Then that was when the sound of arrows flying through the air caught her attention, making Otsama turn towards the direction of the sound. It seemed there was something going on and the sound of sirens could be heard not far off. Narrowing her eyes she quickly took off towards the sound, being far close than the police could be and soon when she came to the nightclub being robbed she saw three of the crooks stuck to the wall...by some very familiar arrows. "Well, crooks in a net, how fun."She chuckled slightly at their position, and it was tempting to not let them have a little scare but she merely strolled right past as she followed another scent that went inside, a fresher trail than those of the others who were likely lurking about inside. And one of them was the archer who shot those arrows.
Soon enough, the one she had been looking for was merely a few feet ahead and she quickly spoke up, "Your really going to go in there with simple arrows and no chance of having much cover? Blond, it they have guns you might as well be kissing your archer butt good bye."Otsama said in a matter of fact tone before she sniffed the air. "There's roughly a few of them, maybe five or so at the most. And on these streets they can have some of the deadliest guns in existance, you really want to chance that?"
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Post by Sarah on Nov 2, 2013 12:39:29 GMT -5
Neila Once again what would have been a peaceful night was dashed away, by yelling and fun fire. Neila groaned in annoyances as she got up from the place she was sleeping. "Never a dull night on the streets of New York...." Neila grumbled as she then started to make her way to the sounds of the fight. As she did so she made sure to stay to the shadows and moved as silently as she could. And as she got closer she knew one of the voices all to well.. " Francis... What the hell have you gotten yourself into this time and why are you always alone! Men inside huh? Well lets take care of their guns shall we?" Neila said as she then made her way inside. She knew it would be best to stay hidden if she wanted to help her boyfriend. Once inside she looked around and thanks to her living on the streets she could see just as good as a cat can in the dark. And the men inside did have guns.. " No problem.." Neila said as she then balled one of her hands into a fist then started to focus on the guns. Soon Neila's hand started to glow bright red like metal in a blacksmith oven. Soon all the men who where holding any kind of gun and weapon started to scream in pain and shock as whatever weapon they here holding became extremely hot and started to melt.
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Post by Francis Barton on Nov 2, 2013 12:51:43 GMT -5
It was clear that Francis' hunch had been right he wasn't the only one that had noticed the robbery taking place that night. First on the entrance was a woman that he had not seen before but she was already starting to get on his nerves as she entered the building, "Look if I wanted to be hounded about why I can't be out late at night I would have gone back home. It's clear something had to be done about this mess and I was the closest one there." Francis said as he started an argument towards Otsama on how he could handle it himself. Francis knew his strengths and weaknesses pretty well since his time on the Avengers since his father and the others had taught him so much. "And they're not simple arrows." He corrected Otsama. "They're all trick arrows, designed to help me in a situation like this." he said but as he was starting to load another arrow towards his bow that would be an explosive if someone got in the line of fire.
However he was forced to pause again as he heard Neila's voice, he knew hers all too well as she came into the area and she too looked like she was ready for a fight, "Neila?" He asked as he saw one of the gunmen starting to head towards Neila as he fired the arrow towards him as it exploded behind the gunman. He dropped his weapon and fell to the ground with a thud. He was probably unconscious but the force of the arrow probably wasn't enough to kill him. Francis said as he spoke back to Neila as they had a pause when the men were starting to regroup themselves. He was sure there were more of them coming, there was no way that a group of ten or less men would be able to rob a night club.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2013 14:19:56 GMT -5
Otsama rolled her eyes as the archer seemed to try and start up an argument, giving him a slight glare. "I wasn't hounding you for being out late and all blonde, I'm stating something that can save your life as those trick arrows will only do you so much good. Quick reflexes doesn't always mean you'll be fast than a bullet." She growled back, glancing back when a red headed girl joined them and began taking care of the guns. Not like that'd help much, the men were still many in numbers and one had already attempted to attack the girl called Neila. This was mere child's play to the feral mutant and she merely snorted as she took her hands from her pockets and her nails shifted to sharp black claws.
"This is child's play, your simple tricks of melting guns and using trick arrows will get you only so far." With a snarl Otsama rushed forward, seeing some of the men at least three in total, merely laughed as they came forward and tried to use their fists. Otsama easily stopped and dodged a few blows before ducked in close on one strike to elbow a man in the ribs before headbutting him to knock him backwards. HIs buddies soon tried to double team the young woman before she flipped back to let them collide before slicing their belts where each had a knife or handgun ready still that dropped to the ground before she shoved them against two tables curling her hands into fists. "You two are hardly a work out."She muttered as a familiar sound of metal against metal could be heard as her three metal claws in between her knuckles went through the men and killed them instantly from hitting vital parts.
Pulling them free she looked back at the two with a bored expression, "I'll check in the back for more of these guys, I think you can handle the rest."She said simply before she left to the counter and vaulted her body over and heading to the back, blood dripping from her claws.
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Post by Sarah on Jan 9, 2014 23:30:25 GMT -5
Neila heard foot steps behind her and was ready to turn to blast them only to see that Francis knocked the guns out of their hands. The fire bender smiled and gave a nod, though rolled her eyes when the strange girl called what she was doing child's play. " Oi hard ball is it.... Fine I can play hard ball to..." Neila said when the girl suddenly brought out claws killing some of the men. It was something she was used to being on the streets. It was be strong or be killed... The weak had no place on the streets.. Neila then started to shoot fire balls at the armed men, and if she missed the flames would die out so not to set fire to anything. Then to really have fun Neila started to set some of the men's clothes on fire. Of course it would not burn them but they did not know that.
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Post by Francis Barton on Jan 10, 2014 12:30:31 GMT -5
"You're not alone with that one." Francis said as he saw that Otsama was starting to leave. It was clear if he kept up the argument he was going to get injured. There was only so much that the young archer could take. And he didn't exactly want to die in an area like this. So he dismissed the conversation that he had with Otsama and let her be. He took out another arrow as he began to pull back on his bow, the tension was high as the other gunmen were starting to show themselves. For Francis he needed to get a high spot but it looked like it wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
Francis soon let go of the arrow as this time it was a sharp one that went right through the man and wounded him in the shoulder, a second arrow was fired and the same thing with that one. It seemed like their numbers just kept increasing, but they had to run out of men at some point. Both men were now on the floor as he had changed tings up a bit, both of them were heavily injured and getting the arrow out was not going to be pretty.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2014 13:54:18 GMT -5
Otsama ignored the two heroes in the other room, making her way to the back where she found about five others trying to get into a safe. Well two, that is since she saw another across the room that seemed like a cluttered office. "Didn't your mothers teach you it's not nice to steal things from others?"She said smartly making the men glare and rush at her, but they were met with surprising skill from the young woman as she easily seemed to dodge around their blows. Even when she did take one she hardly seemed to notice it, having come to learn to take hits and keep fighting. And that's what she did as she struck back with punches, kicks, elbows, and knees. Anything would do as she fought back and her claws occasionally digging in or slashing an opponent.
As she fought back their cries of pain and grunts could be heard from the back, her two sets of claws in her wrists now popping out to give aid with the three she already had. Before long though she grew bored of the men as they were now in a mess of men and blood and gore, leaving quite a mess in the back. "Even Erista puts up a better fight in training."She muttered before she ended the men, stabbing them through the hearts where she could end their lives quickly and doing so without remorse and soon turned away with seeing the back was clear and came out to see the others were handling it but could see their numbers had increased. "Sure you can handle it."She said sarcastically towards the archer before she leaped over the counter and struck down a few with a low snarl.
But as she was about to strike down another and howl of pain left her lips as the chip in her arm, meant to gain obedience, began to go off with a shock. Otsama though realized she had not checked in for a while and figured this was punishment but she bit down on her lip and began striking down one man as he came at her, the shock only increasing. The pain became enough she stepped back for a moment, tears almost literally running down her cheeks and a grunt soon came as one of the men got a good hit to her face which made her collapse but forcing the last bit of her will against the shocking pain and kicking the man where the sun didn't shine. Satisfaction showed briefly as he collapsed next, groaning in pain of where he had been kicked.
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Men inside huh? Well lets take care of their guns shall we?" Neila said as she then made her way inside. She knew it would be best to stay hidden if she wanted to help her boyfriend. Once inside she looked around and thanks to her living on the streets she could see just as good as a cat can in the dark. And the men inside did have guns.. " No problem.." Neila said as she then balled one of her hands into a fist then started to focus on the guns. Soon Neila's hand started to glow bright red like metal in a blacksmith oven. Soon all the men who where holding any kind of gun and weapon started to scream in pain and shock as whatever weapon they here holding became extremely hot and started to melt. 
