dolemecknight:

Dolemeck was finally getting used to his life being somewhat normal. No longer was he afraid of himself or "sin". He was content with taking things in moderation and exploring all the possibilities there were in this new world. And that lead him to take chances he would not normally take.


One of those chances happened to be taking a train ride across the country to visit his adoptive parents. Sure, he could have requested a private flight from the Atlas Foundation, but he wanted to see what a train was like. After-all, exploring new things was a good thing for him.


The ride was uneventful. Dolemeck would have to switch trains in a few states, and when he did, he would send Nikki Coulson and Derek Woo a post card with news of his trip. He could have texted, but postcards were just so... whimsical to him. Right now, the train was pulling into Seattle, Washington. It was the last station in which he would have to switch trains.


As he sat in his car on the train, Dolemeck was busy penning another letter to Nikki, when the lights started to flicker. This happened at times on the train, so there was nothing to worry about. Right?

"Dolemeck..."


The voice that called him was somewhat demonic in nature. It sounded like one of the many demons in limbo, but how could that be!? His own eyes started to glow red as he stood up and away from the table he was seated at. Despite the darkness of the train car he was in, he could see a few pairs of red eyes looking back at him.


"Bloody hell..." he cursed under his breath, slowly reaching for his backpack in the overhead compartment. All of those bright rd eyes appeared to be focused on him.


"It's not fair! You get to be happy! You get to live in this world! You are not suffering like us!" The voice hissed out. Other voices could be heard as well, but they were cackling madly. "It's time to come home, Dolemeck... it's time to suffer."


"I AM home!" he shouted back, causing the demons to cackle more. He slung his backpack over his shoulders while his mind started to race. Everyone on this train was in danger because of these... things. If he stayed on board, they might start pulling innocent souls into limbo or just tear them apart. The best tactic he could think of was to get the demons off the train and chase him. From there, he might be able to get some space to be able to battle without casualties.

Just as the demons lunged for him, Dolemeck shadow ported himself out of the train, and across the street from the tracks of Seattle. His shadow port caused the demons to lunge out of the window of the train car he was in. Thankfully, the train car did not derail, and all of the demons appeared to be focused on him. That was a good thing, right? Well, for everyone else it was!


He needed to get more space between himself and the demons, to get them out of the public eye. The fact it was night helped, but Dolemeck did not wish to take any chances. So, he ran.

onearmofhydra:

Things were going according to plan. Viper was quite please by the way things were progressing. Alliances had been made. Plans were laid and the attack against the RenTech factory had been a great decoy. The real attack had been on another RenTech factory where working Zero Point Energy Modules were being stored. Once she had her hands on an energy source powerful enough to power the weapon scientists had develop she could initiate the next part of her plan.

The weapon was almost powerful enough to blacken a large city, but Olivia had other plans. More important plans. The ZPEM was put into the weapon and the weapon was on a large cargo ship in the Atlantic a few miles off the coast of New York Habor. The weapon was powered up.

A blinding white light shot forth from the weapon and blazed a trail across the sky. The light slammed into the Helicarrier, SHIELD's flying fortress.

While the distraction of the impact of the ion pulse slammed into the Helicarrier, a small flying craft came in right behind the blinding white light. It landed on the deck while panic and chaos broke out on the flying fortress.

hotshot_hawkeye:

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