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Post by hood on Aug 3, 2009 11:21:44 GMT -5
The hood slumped in the chair. His arm was burning and well he hurt everywhere. phase one had gone well. Apart from the shot to the arm. He had managed to get stitches from a drop in medical center. he had taken so many pain killers. It was strange being shot, it was not like he thought it would be. He had sent a message to the wasp to meet him here. If it had not been for the adrenalin in that fight and the demonic energy he would of probably ran after being hit. He rubbed his eyes, he was tired and drained but he could not show that in fount of his men.
HE rested in the chair drifting out and in of being awake. When he was a sleep he was hunted by dreams of fire and hell. The magic that had griped over his soul was strong. HE could smell the brimstone. It made him for the first time question what he been doing he had been a hell of a lucky no hero had come close to stopping him. He knew at some point some one would beat him he was just lucky and he was going to enjoy it for as long as he could because soon it would be over and he be in jail or worse hell.
There was a knock on the door and slowly the Hood forced him self to his feet. It would not do for them to see him weak. he stumbled for a few steps maybe the spells had done more damage to his leg than he thought. he slowly opened the door.
"Yes"
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Post by wasp on Aug 5, 2009 11:25:53 GMT -5
Before her battle with Clint Barton and becoming the Dark Wasp, Janet had been a kind and caring person, always wanting to help those in need and see the good in everyone, but that was a lifetime ago and this was a new Janet van Dyne. She was a woman who could only think about one thing, and that was hurting those she once considered her family. She wanted to see them all dead at her feet, especially Clint Barton, the man who put an arrow into her, nearly splitting her in half and putting her into a coma. She had only been saved by her costume, which held her together long enough for doctors to save her life. Some days, she wished they hadn't even bothered. She had recently been given a message from one of the Hood's lackey's, telling her to meet him at his base, an order she couldn't ignore, due to the spell he cast upon her. She made her way to his base, wearing a pair of skin tight jeans, a white t-shirt, a black, black leather boots, and black sunglasses, as she made it to his privet room, before knocking on his door.
"You asked to see me?" Her voice was cold and uncaring, as she walked inside the room. She could tell he was hurt, and even though a small part of her wanted to feel sympathy for him and help him, she never let it show. She crossed her arms, and looked around the room with a glance, then returned her gaze to him, wondering exactly what this was all about. She knew this probably wasn't a social call, as he had Madam Mystique to help him there, but she didn't think he was planning on killing her, as she had yet to fail him, either. Still, she was bond to do anything and everything he demanded of her, so even if she wanted to, she had to appear before him. This also meant, that even if he attacked her for no reason, she couldn't defend herself, unless he so ordered her to. It was definitely a complicated relationship.
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Post by hood on Aug 7, 2009 14:59:07 GMT -5
"Yes, How did the job go?" he had an idea to be honest he had not cared if she failed having a founding avenger on his side was more a psychological blow than any data she got. he slumped down in his chair. pain traveled up his body. he was tired and had every plan of after this going home and sleeping for the next few days. It would be good to spend some time with his daughter. he knew he been not spending enough time with her but it was dangerous to stay with them for to long.
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Post by wasp on Aug 9, 2009 17:06:00 GMT -5
"Tony interfered and we lost all the date we were trying to steal from the mansion, but I did manage to learn that they have lost all of their more powerful members, including Thor and Wonder Man. They don't even have my idiot ex husband, anymore." Even though Ironman, Captain America, and Hjordis were powerful as a team, they didn't have the power that once made them so feared. Janet knew that this was the best time to strike, while they were at such a weak point. She smiled, as she walked over to the Hood, noticing the pain and fatigue in his eyes, and not giving a damn. "So, even the Mighty Hood was hurt, I take it she was tougher than you gave her credit for?"
Her heart was cold, almost lifeless, but at the same time, she would defend him to the death if he so commanded it. It felt strange, protecting and fighting someone she held no love for, against people she once had loved with all her heart. She walked over to his side, and sat down beside his chair, on the floor. "So, what's the next plan, Master?"
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Post by hood on Aug 11, 2009 18:33:03 GMT -5
"I did not think you would get away with it. But you hut them hard a psychological blow, can some time be more deadly than anything else. We tire them out alienate those around them. Stark a threat but only while he keeps it together. Captain America is the symbol and the strength of the team. The girl well i got what i wanted from her and it worked well. she is head strong and that is one of her weaknesses. We need to keep them of there toes. Now the world dose not know you are no longer an avenger. What say we use that to our advantage and discredit the name a bit more?"
A wicked smile covered the mans face, by the time he was finished the avengers name would be mud. he knew if they just attacked them out right it would be a failure they had to brake them down before they attacked. " So tell me you know the avengers as well as any one what would cause them the most pain if they lost it?"
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Post by wasp on Aug 12, 2009 15:04:18 GMT -5
"What did you have in mind?" To the rest of the world, Janet was still an Avenger, although no one knew where she was since she didn't technically check herself out of the hospital, not that that was unusual foe a vigilantes and meta humans to do. Her devious mind was already working on different plans to further hurt and discredit the team, but she opted to hear what the Hood had to say, as his plans had done so well, so far. She may have been forced to obey his every command, but Janet's mind was still as strong as it ever was, even if it was more angry and hateful these days. Her blue eyes showed some of the true Janet trying to escape, but her smile showed her darker side, as it twisted and answered his question. "A pain that the whole team will never recover from? Why that's easy, simply kill Jarvis, their loyal and beloved butler."
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Post by hood on Aug 13, 2009 4:35:39 GMT -5
"well then that is your next job." he smiled wickedly the irony of it all was beautiful, stunning it would hurt them more if the wasp had done it than him. "I want you to try and keep your identity hidden from the public for now. when we rshow the world who you are it will be something big." his tone was cold. he had plans and he knew that every move would anger the heroes even more. then he would get strange kill him and take the eye.
He would have to arrange a meeting with Osborn he was sure that the man could be of use to him and he could be of use to Osborn.
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Post by wasp on Aug 17, 2009 8:09:01 GMT -5
"Sure. I never cared for the old geezer anyway." This ofcourse was a lie, as she had once considered him to be a dear friend and confidant, as had many other Avengers over the years. Still, her orders had been given and she would obey them to the letter. "So, while I'm taking care of Jarvis, just what is it that you will be doing?" Janet asked, crossing her legs and leaning back against the wall pf the building, looking as comfortable as if she were in her own home. Her blue eyes gazed up at the ceiling, scanning the rafters for something to kill.
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Post by hood on Aug 17, 2009 13:42:04 GMT -5
"what i am planning is none of your concern. NO i think killing Jarvis will be bad for us, it would unite all the old avengers in stopping us. But if we can make him quit and leave them the damage would be far worse! Dose the man have any one we could use to black mail him?" it was a valid point and Parker was not in the mood to face some one like Thor or the hulk. HE could handle who they had now but it would take some time.
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Post by wasp on Aug 17, 2009 16:05:19 GMT -5
She looked back at him, a somewhat suprised look on her face. It was the first time he had actually resended an order, making her wonder what he was actually planning. She couldn't fathom why someone who was as powerful as him self would fear the Hulk, unless he wasn't as powerful as she thought. Even though his spell prevented her from fighting or disobying him, she could still think to herself. "Not living. He does however, hold an affection for a certain aburn-headed witch, but so do all those meal idiots in that mansion. Pathetic, if you ask me." She looked down at her freshly manicured nails, her main conection to the old Janet, one she wondered wht she bothered with. "Although, if you can't handle her, I'm sure you could go after one of the students from that Initive Program, Cap and Ironman started."
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Post by hood on Aug 18, 2009 4:05:48 GMT -5
"If i take down Wanda, we then bring the x-men in to this fight. At the moment i want to play the numbers game. The avengers have nearly a small army if count all the students. We don't just yet want that war one team at a time. Well if there is no way we can make him quit the team, then there is no use on him living. Its a shame i though Jarvis walking away would for done more harm than his death. How ever there still may be a way to make him leave them. We shall not target him first. Aim for those who work under him. Cleaners security handy men. MAke working for the avengers more dangerous than its worth. Make there deaths very public and violent. The more people are scared of working for them the Less aid they will have. Its not a case of wiping them of the map its braking them so they cant function."
HE knew that jarvis in fact was teh key to the avengers, his death would be a blow that could join every hero who ever been an avenger. HE was trying to do the opposite of that, he had power but he did not think for a moment he could stand agenst thor and the hulk. yes his mean had power but gods? they were to much for him just now.
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Post by wasp on Aug 18, 2009 13:44:48 GMT -5
She laughed at him hysterically, before standing up and stretching. So you're not as powerful as you would like others to believe, then, No wonder you haven't attacked Dr. Strange yet. She thought to herself, before walking towards the doors, stopping at them to address him one last time. "Guess that means my first target will be Mike O'Brian, then. It's a real shame, I always did like him. Should I bring back his Guardsman Armor to, as a trophy, after I blowup his brain? It's not quite as powerful as Tony's current suit, but just knowing we have it may be enough to make him worry." She waited for his response, before opening the doors, and walking outside to where her limo was waiting, to take her to a safe house where she would wait until her wings were held.
(Exit thread)
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