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The Adventures of Captain America

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=====Meanwhile on the rooftop of Ironclad=====

00:00 Gregor: I stand alone and aloft on the roof of the Ironclad facility, awaiting my lover’s call to commence the apprehension of the original super soldier, not this hand me down second rank broken soldier, whom I hold his cabled neck in my paws, and whom my lover beautifully and brutally destroyed. My words escape me as I think of my lover and cub, Nicole. He is a weapon of perfection and a man of strength. My mighty bear cock twitches as I think of him. I hear the doors explode and crash and massive gunfire sound. The main attack has begun. My rich bear fur covered chest swells as I take in the night and I begin to smell the blood of the men and death. “Ah for CHARA,” I growled out. I drag The Guardian’s limp and barely alive battle forged body along the roof with me as I get into position for when Nicole notifies me he has located Captain America. I feel the The Guardian stir in my hands and I look down as my massive powerful paw grasps his throat. I see his eyes trying to focus. “So there is still some fight in you, my broken piece of man flesh,” I mock as I lift his body up with one paw, my canon sized upper arm flexing larger than the strapping quads on The Guardian himself. I stare right into your weak eyes.

00:00 The_Guardian: The super soldier serum on my body is working, just barely. Keeping me alive through these near fatal wounds that Nicole had inflicted on me. My head is still wondering why. Even in our last encounter, I could sense that he still had affection towards me. But he’s almost an entirely different person… different beast now. Not unlike this thing who has his paw on my neck. I have no idea how long I've been out for. But the pain in just about every part of my body’s keeping me conscious. And the Bear finally noticed. He looks into my eyes, squeezing my neck tight. I am a hero. I need these guys to know that they'll be squashed. Good guys always win out. “You… and the Chara clan… will never succeed…” It hurts even as I try to speak. My hand reaching up weakly, prying on that furry arm. My face twisting in pain. But he can’t miss the fire in my eyes. However faint it may be.

00:00 Gregor: I snarl in your face as you show your weakened but willful defiance. I open my thick heavy maw and my rotten breath overwhelms your face, as my long rough tongue licks up your face, leaving a heavy trail of slobber. I give you a dark evil grin as my eyes show a flame of violence and hatred that will rock your soul. “I can see why he loved you… you have power and might.little man,” I say as my tone gets more forceful and my paw tightens around your neck, as my claws cut into your cabled neck flesh. “I will never forgive you for the pain you caused my cub, Nicole. There is no amount of suffering too great for you to experience for bringing him pain.” My paw clenches tighter. “And know this Guardian… Nicole is MINE,” I say threatening you. Then you see my other massive beast paw clenched in a fist as my canon sized muscular arms fire my punches into your face… over and over. Your face instantly bloodied as your nose and cheeks bones break with the fast rapid hard pounding. I pummel you face till your weak wretched body goes limp again, I hold you up by your throat with my mammoth pulse flexing arm and paw.

00:00 The_Guardian: I am going to fight through my last breath. I know I am in a bad position right now. But before I die. Before I die for these guys, I wanted you to know that I am standing tall till my last breath. At no point did I beg for them to spare my life. At no point I show any sign of vulnerability, in the face of death. I can hear from your words, and your tone that this is.. Personal. You have found your love in Nicole, and you want him yourself, if it means killing me. But I know by killing me, you will lose him forever. I know that there’s something irreplaceable. Something that he will never have. Just how I am sure that Chara will never succeed. I feel the beast’s grip is tightening against mine neck, and his fists come fast and hard. One after another. No super soldier serum would be able to withstand such shock and damage. My face gets destroyed. I can’t see anything anymore. I can’t hear anything any longer. Everything goes black. Everything goes silent…

00:00 Gregor: I growl and roar as I see The Guardian’s body go limp under my pounding. “This and so much more is what I will do the almighty Captain America,” I growl out as I can still feel the weak pulse of this massacred worthless super soldier, I let his body hang down to the side of me, as I look over my shoulder towards the tarmac and I hear the sounds of the siege. I hear the screams of pain and death from our enemy. Our master will be proud. My lover, the mighty blade has proven his worth yet again. He and I bond tonight over the broken mangled body of the great Captain America, as part of the spoils of our victory. Then my comms unit signal, it is my Nicole, he has located the “original super soldier,” our prize, Captain America.

00:00 Gregor: I roar out loud this rip the roof hatch off from the Ironclad facility. The metal shreds like paper in my claws and with one arm I wring off the full five hundred pound top access hatch and toss it like a frisbee into the wind. I leap through the hole and and land with a thunderous thund on my feet, denting the ground beneath me. I roar and fill the outer hangar hallway with my verbal power. The enemy soldiers nearby feel my claws from my one arm as I swing, slashing deep in their flesh. One Ironclad trooper screams out as my claw tears through his uniformed torso like butter. Another enemy soldier is battery with the body of the Guardian which I use a club to beat him down. A third draws his firearm but my fist plows into his chest sending soaring in the hangar against the closest wall killing him instantly.

00:00 Gregor: I continue batting and squashing through the enemy troops who come at me from the hangar. Clawing through many, battering some with the worthless super soldier I carry, and others I maul with my maw sinking my teeth into their flesh. One such unlucky Ironclad personnel I thrash out on and catch his neck in my maw and clench down as he screams and pleads for his life. I do not listen, I only bite down severing his head from his body. Upon his horrific sight the rest of the enemy troops back off. I see my Nicole masterful using his blades of death as he cuts asunder enemy after enemy, he is beautiful when he fights. My bear cock stirs and snakes for him in my pants. Then the prize comes into view. I see the mighty Captain America barely dressed, but fighting like a titan, taking down my Chara brothers. I roar at him as I begin to run at him, a good 500 feet from him. “I am GREGOR hear me roar and feel my MIGHT,” I roar out of my blood dripping mouth, as I throw the limp broken bloodied of The Guardian into the back of the Captain, slamming the body of his mate against the pulsing flexing hard muscles of his back.

00:00 Captain_America: The medics have safely evac’d the trapped men, and I turn to face the oncoming Chara Clan troops, the tight t-shirt and my grey gym shorts not doing very much to hide the imposing definition of my battle muscle in full flex. This is a fight to save Ironclad, to save the men that I have the privilege and honor to serve with. Time seems to slow down as I begin to move towards the troops, then in an instant… just like back at the warehouse, all of them… explode. Throughout other areas of the base, I hear other explosions, realizing that the Chara troopers must have penetrated deep throughout the base in their initial assault, not even bothering to secure and hold their ground. The mountain itself seems to heave as the waves of concussive force slam into me, along with blood and gore from the violently exploding men, the blast strong enough to knock me off my feet, sending me smashing into the wall with a stunning crunch. I sank down, my enhanced senses temporarily overwhelmed by the sound and shock, dazed.

00:00 Captain_America: As I fought to regain my feet, I realized then… The Chara Clan was not here to conquer, they were here to destroy. To spread their human bombs throughout the base in their initial assault and cripple us. Suddenly, a fiery surge of fury and rage began to boil inside my hero’s heart. These were my men. My brothers in arms. This was my home. This was the home I shared with my beloved David. If Chara Clan thought they could walk in here and destroy everything that I hold dear, they were sadly mistaken. To the sounds of crumbling masonry, secondary explosions, and screaming men, I stood up, and stepped forward. I lifted my blood-spattered face, and my eyes were burning with power and utter fury. I turned to survey the room full of groaning Ironclad men, chunks of the ceiling, and blood soaked rubble everywhere. Then, I turned and exchanged gazes with Sage. I caught the little gasp of shock as he saw a side of me he didn’t often see. The determination and cast of my face was harder than diamond, a heroic resolve and purpose that was unshakable, utterly awesome in its intensity. I bellow out, “SAGE! YOU ARE WITH ME, GATHER EVERY ABLE BODIED MAN YOU CAN AND FOLLOW ME TO THE HANGAR. FIND SOMEONE TO CONTACT THE BASE COMMANDER AND INFORM HIM OF OUR SITUATION. SEE TO THESE WOUNDED, ARRANGE TO KEEP THEM SAFE, AND GUARD THEM WITH YOUR LIVES.”

00:00 Captain_America: I square my shoulders, and stand tall, covered in blood, dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and gym shorts, surrounded by ruin and rubble, and yet to the men that began to stream in, I might as well have been in full battle dress. I spoke up, “TODAY! We fight for our home, for our brothers and sisters in arms, for the men and women that have sacrificed everything to keep our homes and families, and the homes and families of countless others, safe, to keep them in peace and freedom. Chara Clan believes they can destroy us. They believe that life is cheap. They believe that we cannot withstand their savagery, their utter brutality.” I pause, my eyes shining with purpose, with confidence, with love for these valiant fighters, filled with heroic inspiration and resolve. I catch the eyes of several soldiers in the crowd, their eyes are rapt and filled with awe. “THEY ARE WRONG!!! TODAY, WE SHOW THEM WHY!!! TODAY, WE FIGHT FOR EACH OTHER, FOR OUR BONDS OF FRIENDSHIP, FOR OUR SACRED DUTY. I have always believed that my strength, my will, my inspiration comes from the simple everyday courage and humanity of every one of you. You, each and every one of you, inspire me, humble me, and honor me. The power and strength of our humanity is greater and deeper than the brutality and ruthless evil of the Chara Clan. Now, this day, we RAM THAT LESSON HOME!! FOLLOW ME!!!” I turn, and charge into the hangar, a wave of roaring Ironclad soldiers at my back, cheering and screaming battle cries of might and purpose.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: I’m battling hard with a sense of despair and overwhelmed by the horrific sight and sound of those bastards blowing up all throughout the base. How can we fight this? It takes a lot to shake my confidence. I mean, fuck, I’ve been through WWII. I’ve seen shit that would make the strongest man break down and cry. But this… using your own troops as human bombs… this takes the cake… How the fuck can we fight this? We will fight it, I know we will… But…. And then, I catch the Captain’s eyes as he stands up, covered in the blood of those revolting, twisted human bombs. The look in his eyes… it sends shivers down my spine. The intensity, the hardness, the resolve, the sheer… power of the force of his will hits me like a hammer. Suddenly, I’m up on my feet without knowing it, and standing ramrod straight. Other Ironclad soldiers begin streaming in through other entrances, some dazed, they look to be in shock, overwhelmed by the horror that has been unleashed on our base. And then, Cap begins to speak.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: His words pierce me like arrows straight to the heart, and I couldn’t look away from him if I wanted to. I saw him… standing there, covered in blood and dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, unarmed… and I saw that Steve was a hero…. Steve had always been a hero…. The fact that he was also a super soldier didn’t matter. It had never mattered… His words… his spirit… lifted me up, and washed away my despair. I would follow this man into hell and back without a second thought. I gave out secondary orders in a snapping voice, organizing the men to rescue and defend the wounded, selecting the able bodied to follow Cap and myself, then I joined into the huge spontaneous cheering roar that echoed through the front hall. Cap reminded us of why we fought, and what was important, in a way that nourished our hearts and souls. He was a hero. He was… my hero.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: And then, just as Cap sprang forward towards the wrecked doors leading into the hangar, I surged forward, at his side. David would never forgive me if I let anything happen to Steve. I would never forgive myself. I swore silently to David, “Don’t worry David, I’ll keep Cap safe.”

00:00 Captain_America: I charge forward into the Hangar, recognizing Lt. Commander Sage as he takes up a stance right beside me. I spare him a quick grin, then charge forward, the second wave of Chara Clan troops heading for me. They unleash a savage volley of gunfire towards me, but I’m deep, deep in the zone. In total tune with my senses, dancing to the deep rhythm of the battle, flowing with every move, anticipating every shot, drawing deep on my super soldier reflexes and reaction times, my fine mind analyzing the entire situation with total precision and complete speed. My herculean muscle flows, and shifts, avoiding the path of the spray of bullets. I duck, twist, dodge, shift, in a display of full superhero prowess. I leap at the end of their volley, soaring through the air, landing in the middle of the squad. Faster than the eye can follow, a fist smashes a jaw here, a sweeping leg knocks out several pairs of legs there, and elbow smashes a man’s chest here, and in the blink of an eye, all the Chara Clan troopers in the squad are down.

00:00 Captain_America: I’m on another level tonight, performing and fighting more fiercely and fluidly than ever before. I realize with a brief flash of insight that … David … my love for David… is at the bottom of this surge of battle fury, this purity and deeper power. Our love inspires me unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. I fight for everyone, for all these men and women, as I always do, for the countless families who are made safe by my efforts and whom I will never know. But… I fight for David as well. I fight for David. Squad after squad of Chara Clan troopers are decimated by my relentless assault. I use crates, discarded pieces of machinery, anything I can find as a weapon, as I mow them down. Then, suddenly, as I am engaged with a squad of Chara Clan troopers that managed to penetrate our initial defensive line, my back to the gaping wound of the destroyed main Hangar doors, I hear an earth-shattering roar and a BOOM, the impact of something huge and monstrous. I know that roar…. I cannot take my focus from the Chara Clan troops in front of me, they are in position to do vast harm if they penetrate further behind our defensive lines. I hear the screams of agony, and the rending of flesh as that loathsome beast lays into the brave soldiers on our frontal assault lines. Then, As I work hard to finish off the last of the troops in front of me, I suddenly hear another battle cry from the mighty bear. I feel a massive impact from behind, it feels like a body, smashing into the broad expanse of my thick-muscled back, with extreme superhuman force..

00:00 Captain_America: The power of the impact slams me forward, off my feet, knocking the wind out of me. That hit hard… I roll over, and stagger up to my feet, my eyes catching sight of Gregor, surrounded by the torn, dismembered Ironclad soldiers who had tried to resist him. Further on, I see Nicole, the Blade, carving a path through my brothers in arms. I am sick with fear and loss at their deaths. Both Gregor and Nicole… my work is cut out for me tonight. My determination, my heroic resolve begins to pulse with new power. Then, I glance down at the man who had been used as a weapon. I want to be sick… He is so covered in blood, his limbs are twisted and broken, with multiple fractures. He has brutal, deep stab wounds through his shoulders, and another in his abdomen, right through what I can see is a very well-muscled core. His face is unrecognizable, a gory, bloody pulp. But then… almost hidden by the blood, I catch sight of a Maple Leaf. Shock runs through me like a lighting bolt. This… this… was Marcus. I’m stunned for a brief moment as I find it hard to equate this … bloody side of beef with the proud, brave, noble fierce super soldier that has fought at my side through so many battles. I drop one hand down to the side of his neck, and with a sigh of relief, I feel a faint pulse. He is alive… but only barely. My resolve hardens even further. My friend Marcus. They will be stopped. No more. No more will fall to their sadistic brutality while I can stand and fight. I turn to Sage, my voice cold with fury and hot with determination. “Get him to safety Sage, that’s an order.” Then, I leap towards the onrushing Bear man.

00:00 Captain_America: My enormous thighs coil with unbelievable might, a strength and power greater than the mightiest Olympic athlete that ever competed, that ever would compete. And tonight, that strength was greater still, fueled by a heroic resolve and purpose that swelled my titanic quads with herculean might. I covered the distance towards the bear creature in what seemed a flash. At the last moment, I leapt up high into the air, rolled across the tarmac, and sprang up at the end of my roll, every single super soldier muscle in my battle-forged frame taut with power and heroic strength, the muscles flexing, rippling, surging with might. As I sprang up out of my roll, my right fist cocked, my bicep flexed so hard it ripped the sleeve of my t-shirt, unable to contain the might. Then, with all my momentum, force, and strength, I plowed that right fist deep into the furry chest of the onrushing bear beast, letting out a battle cry as I struck my mighty blow.

00:00 Gregor: I was built for war. I am the perfect war fighting machine for my Chara Clan. My master gave me this purpose. Out of the darkness and from the depths of a life of loss and turmoil my great master, the all-powerful Sabian Kizer, took me and remade me to be his mightiest warrior. He gave a rich purpose to bring freedom to people of earth, man was meant to be ruled. The weak will serve the strong. The words of my master course through my mind like my heated blood surges to all my muscles of banded iron. I am Gregor the mighty… a beast of war… lover of the Blade… and servant of the all-powerful Chara Kizer… I will taste the blood of my prey. He will not prevail… he will FALL. The might of my massive 400 lbs frame is like a freight train moving down the hall into the hangar. I smirk as the mighty Captain looks to his broken fellow super soldier on the ground. My titan beast quads are flexing with an earthly power as I run using the huge gait of my legs. My wood plank abs are like a steel wall impenetrable by mortal men. The rippling muscles of my pythonic flexing crushing arms beg to bed by the Captains thicken muscular frame. A second roar erupts from deep in my chest as barrel sized chest flexes. I plow into the hangar like a dark force of unstoppable nature, tossing my enemies to the left and to the right. I have one target, one mission, one purpose right now… the domination of the original super soldier and he will feel my might.

00:00 Gregor: With the might of a demi-god the original super soldier leaps into the arm, it is impressive. His battle trained muscled body soars through the air covering the distance between us fast. He roars with a heroic might and his rock hard fist makes contact with my steel strapping chest. The hit is more powerful than I expected, it stops my assault and sends my granite hard muscled beast frame back crashing into the cement wall behind me. My body smashes into the heavy outer wall, leaving a massive spider web cracking dent. I instantly retaliate by springing off the wall with my rippling tree trunk thighs propelling my body forward in prose position with both my fisted paws out. My movement is faster than the regular eye can capture. My double handed blow smashes into the Captain’s chest. Any other man’s body would be shattered. I roar out as my fists make contact and smash into the bloodied t-shirt covered barreling hard chest. The strike sends you back, as I land solidly in a flexed offensive position with arm man crushing arms stretched out the sides bearing my steel long claws, roaring out through my maw covered in the blood of my recent kills.

00:00 Captain_America: My mighty blow slams the massive Bear backwards, his body smashing brutally into the outer wall behind him. I’m already surging forward, gathering myself for a second attack, using every ounce of my speed, my power, my elite training and herculean strength to put him down hard and fast. So much is on the line. These men and women, my comrades in arms, their lives are on the line. And David…. My David.. And yet, despite all my prowess, this bear is a mighty beast, springing off the wall towards me with a heavy roar, recovering faster than I would have thought possible, I adjust my battle stance to defend against his assault, but his speed is unbelievable, and before I can block, his awesome bear paws slam into the fortress of my battle-forged chest like a cannonball, sending me flying backwards to smash brutally into a forklift, my shirt ripped open, a savage, heavy pain throbbing like a drum in my abused chest. There is no time for pain, no time for hesitation. I leap up on top of the forklift, coil my quads, and spring towards the beast, but I do not leap directly towards him, oh no. My battle training leads me to a more subtle strategy. I leap over Gregor’s head, my mighty leap powered by the strength of my titanic quads. I tumble at the midpoint of my leap, twisting midair so that I land feet first on the outer wall, my legs absorbing the force like shock absorbers, then leaping back directly towards the mighty Bear’s back, my arms outstretched, smashing into him from behind like a hammer of wrath, my battleship hard guns twining with heroic might around his neck, the biceps flaring with super soldier strength as I seek to lock in a rear naked choke, while my legs open, and wrap up the massive bear around the awesome, fur clad girth of his belly, straining with all my might to sink in a brutal figure four body scissors.

00:00 Captain_America: The very hold I used on my beloved David in pure play and love, now used as a deadly, rib-breaking weapon against this horrific nightmare of a bear devoted to the evil of the Chara Clan, the muscles of my granite hard thighs and legs rippling with determination and strength as I sought to lock my hold in tight, even as the awesome momentum of my strike bowls the heavy bear beast forward, to knock him down to size. I was filled with a determination harder and stronger than steel. This BEAST WILL NOT GET PAST ME TO KILL OR HURT ANYONE ELSE!!! NOT ON MY WATCH!!!

00:00 Gregor: The Captain’s combat forged muscled body is rocked back into debris and a large yellow forklift. His super soldier elite muscles crash in hard bending the metal of the machine. I roar out deeply from my gut in the pleasure of this sight. My bone crushing cable strapping arms flex out with horrific size and might as I prepare to charge in on him. However, several Ironclad men rush at me seeing their hero flung off to the side. I swing my arms hard clobbering two of them, smashing each of their skulls, hearing that bone crunching noise echo in the hangar. The men have no time to scream or react, they can only die… die as enemies to the Chara Clan. All will fall before the Clan… my master will rise up supreme to bring his ultimate peace to the land and fully to the world. I turn to another Ironclad soldier on the attack and grasp his neck, my claws sink as I prepare to snap his weak worthless neck. However, my beastly steel flexing titan frame is rattled as I crash forward onto my knees. THE CAPTAIN is on my back! With lightning speed he moved from the forklift to behind me and crashed into my brick hard pulsing back. His arms of banded iron clamp around my thick neck. I let out a gagging roar as he chokes in hard, with massive strength and precision. His titan sized quads grip my solid beastly obliques. I tighten my core as I seek to repel his unnatural man defying strength. His crushing move sinks into my ribs painfully. He clamps down tighter with super hero might, and I instantly feel the results of my lack of air and the labored ability to breath. I give a loud bear cough as the effects take hold fast, and my eyes struggle to focus.

00:00 Gregor: I look out and I see my Nicole again doing his death dance as he cuts down the enemy. His body moves with such power and grace. His impenetrable muscles flex, coil, and stretch as he fights with a deep honor and commitment to Chara and to me. My bear cock stirs for him, and I get a surge of deep power in my lower extremities...I fight for Chara and my love.
I billow my chest and roar out loud as the power from my love for Nicole, my cub and mate electrify my muscles. I extend my claws then I rear back and stab your right battle forged quad that flexes around me in your figure four scissors. My claws dive in deep separating the fibers of your thickened super soldier muscles. I send my other paw flexed claw up and sink them into your forearm. Your heroic flesh tears and the blood oozes from your arm and quad dripping and flowing. I smell your blood and like a predator it stimulates me. I launch us up in the air by coiling my master muscled thighs. We shoot up several feet and then crash down onto the hangar floor, landing on my back with you underneath me. My 500 lbs monstrous bear strapping earth shaking mass crushes you against the cement floor as we crater it upon impact. Your herculean arms and legs loosen, and I tear your flesh more as I pull my claws from your heroic muscled leg and arm. I then fire back both my elbows with a bone crushing force into your lower chest.

00:00 Captain_America: Never before have I felt such resolve, such determination, such pure focus in a battle. My will to overcome fuels my might, as I focus every effort on crushing his mighty Bear’s ribs into kindling, as I focus every effort on driving the massive power of my mighty right bicep into his bear neck, to put this creature to sleep. I roar with fury. Then, shockingly, suddenly I feel a stabbing, rending, ripping agony erupt from my titanic quad as it flexes hard around the waist of the Bear. He… he has just sunk his claws in my muscle!!! I feel the shattering pain and weakness spread like a flood through my super soldier muscle, followed by a wash of blood. NO!!!! I fight hard, willing my leg to stay, to constrict harder, if I can just… then, a second ravaging, ripping agony assaults my right forearm, as his other claw sinks into the heavy, thick muscles enfolding my right forearm. My blood pours out, and my grip weakens despite every effort to keep it firmly in place.

00:00 Captain_America: The Bear stumbles to his feet,my hard steel-cabled muscles punctured, bleeding, wounded, losing strength, no longer able to keep him down. He leaps up suddenly, displaying the awesome power in his beastly thighs. My eyes widen.. NO… I fight to release my hold, knowing the danger I am. But I cannot react fast enough, and suddenly there is a terrific CRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh as my battle-forged super soldier frame is smashed with sickening force into the tarmac, a wave of cement chips sent flying in all directions from the titanic impact. Over 500 pounds of beast land on top of me, and a wave of compressive force is sent into my body from above and below, ripping through the hard-packed, heavy armoured muscles and bones. The pressure comes close to breaking my ribs, but my body withstands the force, somehow. The shockwave knocks me silly though, and overloads my brain with signals of savage and severe pain. I gasp, fighting to breathe, temporarily stunned.

00:00 Captain_America: A sickening new wave of agony surges from my battle wounds, as the beast inflicts more damage on my muscle as he withdraws his claws from my flesh. My hold on the bear….. Is broken. My body is nearly broken. Then, suddenly, two perfectly timed elbows smash down and back, spearing into my heavy, v-shaped lats that armour the sides of my body, just below my chest. The double spiked attack sends a new wave of deadly pain knifing through my body. Gasping, I feel the damage building, my muscles bleeding and torn. Then, I scream out in defiance. “FOR IRONCLAD!!! FOR FREEDOM!!!” My resolve comes surging forward in an unstoppable wave of heroic determination. My loved ones, my friends, my comrades, my sacred duty depends on me. I WILL NOT LET THEM DOWN, no matter the pain, no matter the cost. I plant my left foot on the ground, and with a scream of might, I heave up off towards my right side, the force of my thrust, flinging the bear off me.

00:00 Captain_America: Without missing a beat, I heave up to my feet, dripping blood. I am Captain America. And now it is time to show Gregor just what that MEANS. I stride forward, grimly determined, ignoring the pain knifing through my mauled right thigh and forearm, ignoring the throbbing agony assaulting my heavily muscled torso, still reeling from nearly being crushed, ignoring the blood trailing behind me. I leap suddenly as Gregor rolls to this back, and land full on his mighty, furry chest with a smashing SLAMMMMMMMMm, knocking him back down with the force of my impact. My battle training, my elite hand to hand combat skills surge into the fore. With speed and battle grace, I seize his mighty left paw, and wrap my arms around it, holding it tight against my chest. I fall back, off to his left side, flinging my heavy, herculean battle-damaged legs across the vast bulk of his furry, heavy muscled beast body. I tighten every single fibre of my powerful superheroic muscle, drawing forth the might and power of my titanic quads to straighten out his arm, to straighten out my body as I strive to lock in a devastating fall-away arm bar. Even damaged, the strength I can unleash is bone-shattering. My mighty strength is pitted against the awesome girth of his left arm, ending in that savage clawed paw, still dripping with my blood. Let us see how the bear can battle once I have broken his left arm.

00:00 Gregor: The Captain is a worthy opponent and it is no wonder he is a treasured prize for my master. I will try hard not to damage his body too much… but promises are easily forgotten in the rages of war. My slamming of his well-muscled super soldier hero body to the ground broke his titanic grip on me, and my thunder crushing elbow blow has him reeling in pain. I growl and grunt as I go to get up to make my further attack on his stunned body. I hear him yell out his battle cry and I roar in deep deafening defiance as I feel him arch and heave from underneath me with an impressive force, throwing my massive, hardened, muscular bear beasted body off him, crashing onto the floor next to him. My head surges with dazing pain from the landing. I slash out with my arms in defense as I seek to regain my composure. With super hero speed he is up and as I flex my vast fur-coated muscled chest to rise, his steel muscled frame slams against me pinning me to my back with a loud fleshly smack on the cement hangar floor. I feel his battle hard arms grasp my paw yanking my beastly limb out straight as his steel strapping legs snap around my boulder shoulder in an attempt to tear my arm off. The pain is instant and deep. The Captain is not to be taken lightly. I roar out in pain as his densely weighted frame places an unearthly pressure on the joint of my flexing arm, an arm that rivals the size of the Captains titanic legs that lay over my barreling chest.

00:00 Gregor: It is time for me to be the beast I am… no man determines my destiny… no man dominates the bear… my battle cry echoes in my mind - “I AM GREGOR HEAR ME ROAR, AND FEEL MY MIGHT.” My torso flexes and expands with a monstrous might and size. I growl out louder than before, it rattles the debris around us, and bounces off the walls. My maw remains open and I jerk my head down and sink my teeth deep into the Captains thickly muscled, rock hard flexed calf and clench my jaw into the flesh of his bulging muscle and tear into his man flesh ripping a chunk from his leg. The scene is horrific: blood sprays and fountains out from his leg, as his perfect heroic flesh tears. The Captain is a super soldier but even he will cry out from deep painful damage such as this.

00:00 Gregor: I then surge up, my maw dripping and grotesquely covered with his blood and flesh, rolling my thuggish body towards the Captain, with the power equal to if not more than that of the Captain himself. As my bear body rolls on top of his thick armored chest I pin him down under my fur matted brick hard chest. With his leg damaged, I yank my ape-like arm from his heroic grip and spin on his sharp-lined, hard-cut muscle body with my own unbelievable lightning speed. As I spin my floor shaking mass, my monster sized thighs open and swallow the Captain's head and shoulders as my 38 inch body-wrecking fur-covered thighs clamp shut with a vice like grip, smashing the Captains neck with a rock shattering force gagging him instantly as I rob him of his air. But my brutality does not stop there, I am a beast among men and the mighty hero will feel my power today as he has defied me. As I crush his handsome face and the thick cords of his granite hard neck, a set of my razor sharp steel claw tears into the thick, rigid muscles of his hard abs, while my other fisted paw beats down hard on the thick, densely muscled mass of his power-packed chest as I seek to snap his sternum. More of his blood is drawn from his body as my claws tear his six pack abs, shredding the skin and the tissues underneath. My fist pounds, harder, harder, and harder on his barreling chest as I rattle his super soldier frame. I ROAR out as I seek to destroy my prey.

00:00 Captain_America: As I focus on shattering this beastly arm, channeling all my love and resolve to defend my friends, to defend the innocent, as I exert all my effort to break this beastly arm, as I feel the tendons start to stretch, approaching the breaking point, I think of David, of how much I love him Then, suddenly, shockingly, my left calf erupts into an agony beyond anything I have ever experienced. There is a savage, brutal explosion of blood and the sound of rending flesh as I realise what is happening… This bear… just tore into my calf muscle with his savage maw. The damage is horrific, and the pain is almost beyond my ability to endure, the pain he inflicted on my right thigh and forearm with his claws is nothing compared to this nightmare of burning, ripping agony. For the first time I can remember, I scream, a wrenching scream of pure physical pain. Despite every single iota of my will, the enormous shock to my body, the rending of my muscles, weakens me to the point where I cannot resist the bear’s might as he rolls into me, overpowering my heroic strength, and ripping his arm free.

00:00 Captain_America: My body spasms from the agonizing pain, despite my efforts to master it, and before I can react the mighty bear has repositioned, and I find my head and neck engulfed in thick, fur-matted thighs, each one easily as thick as my body. The pressure suddenly smashes in like sledgehammers into my skull, and I see a flash of white hot pain knife through my neck and skull. Breathing is impossible… My very life is now in mortal danger, as impossible as that seems for one of my prowess and strength. To compound my danger, suddenly what feels like a set of swords rip into me thick steel-cabled rows of ab bricks, rending and ravaging my core, savagely weakening me and sending up sprays of blood from the horrific torture. Then, my sternum is subjected to a blow with a force that feels like an artillery shell, as deep pressure and unspeakable might spikes into my chest cavity, my bones creaking, taken near the breaking point. My entire body spasms and twitches. I feel my hold on consciousness beginning to drift… The savagery, the sheer shock, the trauma is so far beyond anything my super soldier muscle has ever dealt with that my body is becoming overwhelmed.

00:00 Captain_America: I can’t breath… I can’t move… I’m paralyzed with agony… but… I CAN’T FAIL. David … Sage… Commander Jennings… Not to mention the countless innocent lives that will be endangered if Ironclad falls today and the Chara Clan has a free hand to impose an unstoppable reign of terror. Something deep inside me screams out, NEVER!!!! With the last of my strength, my air nearly gone, my lifeblood spilling, I reach up with my hands and worm my fingers inside the vast pillars of bear muscle engulfing and crushing my head and neck. Calling forth my elite hand to hand training, I seek out the two sensitive pressure points on the inside of the thighs, up high near the crotch, where clusters of critical nerves control a man .. or bear’s … legs. I stabbed my thumbs in with every ounce of power and force I could muster, driving my thumbs in so hard and with such might, they punctured the thick bear hide, causing twin spurts of bear blood to gush down into my face. At the same time, from some depths of resolve and power, I force my battle-damaged legs to act, force what remains of my torn and ripped core to flex, and force my legs up to wrap around the bear’s massive head in a return figure-four scissors of my own. Every muscle is screaming in pain and protest as I flex my legs, extending them. The bear’s legs, weakened and temporarily paralyzed by my savage assault on his pressure points, are limp and relaxed, as I fling the 500 pound bear beast off me with astounding herculean super soldier might from my titanic thighs, driving the top of his head into the tarmac with a savage CRUNCHHHHHHHHHHH. The force of my throw has flipped our positions completely, and now my battle-ravaged thighs are summoning what power I can to crush this bear’s head and neck tightly in my pythonic grip. My torn left calf is bleeding heavily as I lock my hold in. Then, with a fury and power born of my indomitable will, my love and the fire of my unquenchable heroic spirit, I raise my fists, even as my ripped and ravaged core leaks blood on to the Bear’s chest, to mingle with the blood leaking from my ravaged right thigh and forearm, with hammers and drums of pain smashing through my skull that was nearly crushed, I fight through all the layers of pain, and drive my fists down like mighty hammers into the Bear’s fur-matted, vast belly, every blow sinking deep into the hard-muscled abdomen, unleashing fearful destruction and horrific damage deep into the very pit of his mighty, beastly bear core, as my massive biceps flex and ripplie with the super soldier might of a true hero. I am Captain America, and this beast WILL NOT GET PAST ME.

=====Meanwhile in the Hallway======

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The base is absolute Chaos. The first explosion rattled the hangar doors off their hinges allowing the flood of Chara troopers to infiltrate the base attacking us with “our pants down” per say. I went into battle mode and burst out the Cap’s quarters gathering men as we rushed down the hallway towards the hangar. I even grabbed Cap’s shield and used the damn thing pretty well. The shield has weight to it for sure, and my arm feels that...but shit as I pulled the shield up to face to use as guard and battlin ram, I smelled those leather straps… they smelled like him, my Cap. A large group of Chara troopers forces their way down the hall with my side arm. I take the first six quickly, with several Ironclad men behind I ram into the remaining Chara Clan soldiers with the Cap’s shield knocking a few over as we battle them back down the hallway. Then it happens… in a flash of an eye the Chara troopers just explode… ALL of them. It is like a truck load of grenades exploding at once. I remember seeing the air around me turn red, I remember screams, and I remember hitting the wall with deep force that rattled my body. Thankfully the shield took the force of the multiple explosions, and my body just had to deal with the concussive wave of pressure throwing me against the wall. I feel the shield press on my chest from the shockwave. I see several Ironclad men blown apart while others are tossed into the debris meeting their death. My head hits the cement and bounces like a basketball… then everything went dark.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: My eyes snap open and quickly shake my head to get the cobwebs out and gain an awareness of my surroundings. The back-up emergency lights are on and they glow a deep red as their sparks and electrical flashes all around in the hallway. Human blood is everywhere...splattered on the ceiling, walls, and it is coating the flood. The sight is something out of a horror movie. The smell in the air is putrid and I just want to vomit and gage. But I get myself up, my lean strapping muscled body aching from the explosions. I secure Cap’s shield on my back and reload my sidearm. Then I hear a roar… a massive roar… it's that fucking bear… he is here. I can hear the battle raging in the hangar but there is no way I can’t make it through all the debris and collapsed ceiling created by the death troopers of the Chara Clan. I will have to go around the long way. I need to get to Cap, to give him his shield… and just see him for myself. I know he can take care of himself… but when you love someone you just desire to see them. I spring off my shredded muscle legs and run off towards the command center so that I can get access to the bypass tunnel and enter the hangar that way.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I am running with a determined speed. My lean, defined muscles are in full motion powered by pursuit of justice and the love of a great man. The Chara Clan has reached a new height of horror and wickedness now in using humans as their bombing arsenal. Cap mentioned this briefly as we talked a little but I had no idea of the horrific reality it was. I knew Sabian was a sick bastard… but I had no idea he was the devil incarnate. He and the other members of the Chara Clan had to be stopped, this kind of evil can not go unchecked and unchallenged. I am leaping over rumble, and bodies of my fellow Ironclad agents and troopers. It sickens my mind and breaks my heart for their deaths - it is a total loss of life that weighs down on me, but I have to save others… I have to. This is now my duty to save as many as I can… and that means getting the hangar as fast as I can.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The command center is shambles… the main entrance is blown apart from the inside. I can see part of the staff still manning their stations, working like true dedicated soldiers on task, as race by it… there is a medical team in there attending the wounded and I see the Base Commander doing all he can to get operations back up and running. I see the bypass tunnel ahead and I pull Cap’s shield off my back and hold tight to it as I run full force into the unhinged battered doors blocking the tunnel. CRASH… I smash through the metal doors like a titan sized superhero myself. The door shattering into pieces as the massive shield makes contact with it. I do not even break my stride… I am starting to see why the Cap likes this shield. I see the hangar up ahead… the battle is raging… both Chara troopers and Ironclad men fill the hangar with the battle. As I come out I see Sage over to the side battle several Chara Clan troopers in close range. Across the way I can that fucking Chara “sword welding bastard” called Nicole. My eyes scan the area for Cap… then my eyes stop as I see the broken bloodied body of The Guardian laying the center of the hangar floor. I bolt out to him, my body flexing with my banded forearms flexing and my stone strapping thighs coursing with power as I hold up Cap’s shield deflecting bullets and hammering any enemy soldiers in my path.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I slide in on my knees, my brazen chest flexed as I come to the side of the severely wounded Guardian, Maruc Cross. He is covered and matted in blood both his and residue from all the Chara trooper death booms that went off. Marcus’ arms are mangled, his shoulders shredded, his legs seem to be broken in multiple places. “What the fuck did they do to you, Marcus,” I say as I pull his head into my lap. The battle rages around but Marcus needs help, he needs help badly. His pulse is there but very faint and his chest is barely moving with any breath. I grabbed one of the super soldier enhancer syringes from Cap’s room when I ran out the door. I brought it for him, but The Guardian was in dire need. I had not seen Cap yet...I looked down at Marcus’ face, blood drenched, bruised and barely recognizable. I pull the plunger out and jab it directly into Marcus’ chest. I rapidly wave over two Ironclad soldiers to me. There is so much battling and such going on it is hard to know where to look. The men quickly move in. “Listen, take The Guardian to Dr. Franks, she is in Base Command...tell he has been given the enhancer, she’ll know what to do.” I say as I put my hand on Marcus’ face. “You’ll be ok big guy, we will take care of you.” They both pick up his body and maneuver their way towards the bypass tunnel exit.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Then I hear his voice yell out like a thunderous mighty warrior, it was the Captain! I look across the way and see the bear on top of Cap crushing his head in monstrous bear trap legs. Cap surges up with a herculean thrust his own steel banded beastly legs snap around the bear's thick maw as the Cap launches the bear freak into the air and then crashes the bear’s head the hangar floor with loud slamming echo. I yell out, “YEEEEEEEEEEEEES, GOOOOOOO CAAAP!” Then I see his one super soldier leg...holy shit… his one calf is managed, as if ravaged by the bear. My blood boils...Chara needs to be stopped. The Captain is everyone’s hero… he protects and fights for us all… he is everyone’s soldier… he is called to arms to fight alongside every man and woman of Ironclad… but he is my man… and fuck I will protect him. I gather up his shield and my sidearm. I rise to my feet, and instantly go into a deep battle mode ramming, hammering, beating any Chara trooper near me. I shot my side arm with precision, scoring head shots on enemy after enemy as I make my war path towards Cap.

00:00 Gregor: The dear Captain is in my pythonic flex crushing thighs. I feel his handsome head and strapping rock hard shoulders giving way in my deep man shattering grip. Many men have been pulverized to nothing but a fleshly jelly in my titan bear tree trunk sized thighs. I crush in more forgoing mercy and giving the super soldier no quarter to find relief. My master only needs the Captain’s blood and body fluids… it does not matter what shape that body is in when I deliver it to my master. I have a score to settle with the Captain, from our last encounter. No man defies the bear… NO MAN. Indeed the Captain is a super soldier, a specimen among mankind, a hero to his fellow war fellows… but he is still just a man. Men fall before the bear… they feel my might and cower… he will pay a deep price that will be collected in the prince of deep pain today. I will see his eyes shut as he surrenders to the bear. I grin wide as his torn brink hard ab wall bleeds out as my talons of death on my hand sear into his flesh. My heavy paw comes down with a death giving pound as I beat his barreling brazen chest, waiting for the glorious sound of his sternum snapping. I relish looking down seeing his calf muscle shredded at the handy work of my vicious killer jaws. His flesh did taste amazing… I could feel his power as I chewed on him… I crave more of his flesh… so much more.

00:00 Gregor: The cluster of nerves on each of my thigh muscles convulse with deep hard pain that shoots waves of agony up and down my body. The pain tears harder then I see you digging your thumbs into my thighs with heroic force that paralyzes my grip on you, and sends me into a roaring fit of rage. The pain is excruciating and my head yanks back as my cannon sized arms flex out. The waves of nerve rotting pain shoot over me as I seek to pull off your head in retreat. I pull my neck back up to gain perspective on your positioning but my face, head and neck get clamped into your man crushing quad muscles. You enfold my head and send me crashing under you to the hangar floor with body rattling force. My head surges in a deep pain and I am slammed under you as your rippling muscled thighs tighten like a vise around my head seizing my air supply from me. Your super soldier legs still crush in hard despite the damage I inflicted on your calf and thigh. Suddenly I cough out roaring as my brick hard abs are attacked in a barrage of your heavy heroic fist blows. My torso rocks with quakes of pain and flexes deeply as I attempt to defend against this super human attack.

00:00 Gregor: Never before have I faced such a foe that matched me attack for attack. My beastly mind is studded at how this is even possible. But my rage is still there...that animal nature in me is surging with blood thirsty heat to shred the Captain’s body and now at this point I can no longer control it. I roar out muffled from my locked down position buried in the Captain's shredded leg muscles. I plant my thick bear clawed feet and arch up sending my bear fur covered heavy arms up, with steel claws out and I dig all 10 claws deep into the Captain’s ironclad flexing chest. My claws sink in deep tearing the flesh. I hear him scream. I bend at my waist and throw my legs up, opening them like a muscled vice and I snap them back around the Captain’s head and twist at my waist, returning the favor of crushing his head into the hangar cement floor. Upon hitting the ground in our roll, release my legs, and roll up straddling his v-shaped waistline, still keeping my razor cutting claws buried in the Captain's meaty solid ripped pecs. I flex my paw making my claws reach widen their tears as I bury them deeper in his chest. I roar out over my prey… then to the horror of the soldiers and Ironclad personnel watching this epic battle… I flex my massive rippling battle-trained legs, planting my feet under me and I lift the Captain up into the air suspending his massive hero body from his chest off my flesh shredding claws. It is a nightmarish sight as blood drips, pours and oozes from the mighty Captain. “You will feel a great pain today, my super soldier,” I growl out. Then in one fluid motion I drop to one knee, pull my claws from his mangled chest, and crash the Captain’s bleeding shredded powerful hero body across my thickened knee, in a back breaker. The sound of his spine hitting my intimidating muscled thigh is a sickening deep crack as his spine bends. My one paw grasps his neck and grips his waist as I push down, bowing him out unnaturally over my knee, listening to him roar out himself.

00:00 Captain_America: One moment, my fists are drilling deep into this monster’s vast bear gut with blows as strong as piledrivers, and then the next this beastly creature shakes off my most powerful blows, and reaches up with his massive, clawed paws. Mid swing, he suddenly extends those claws, all ten of them, as he clutches the thick, heavily muscled mass of my powerful chest. The claws pierce the steel-hard armour of my pecs, even as I have them fully flexed, spearing deep into the ultra-dense cords of heroic muscle, ripping, shredding, destroying, unleashing yet more mind-destroying pain spreading out from my chest like a supernova. I scream again as blood spurts from the savage wounds on my proud chest. Paralyzed by a new agony, unable to focus my will, I’m defenseless as the bear snaps his legs up to catch me in the same move I used on him, driving my head hard to the tarmac with a sickening crunch. A flash of white-hot pain fills my brain, and I can’t think or react.

00:00 Captain_America: The next thing I realize, the bear is straddling me, and starting to stand up, literally lifting my powerful super hero body up off the floor of the tarmac by his claws… as they cruelly pierce the once impenetrable armour of my mighty chest. I scream again, blood spurting, pain beyond what I thought possible turning my brain to fire. Trying to think… trying to focus… then, suddenly, there is a blur of motion, and a mighty CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK. Dimly, I realize that the crack was from my body… I think for a moment I must be upside down… the top of my head is nearly touching the floor, and I can see the boots of the Chara Clan and Ironclad soldiers battling. Then, like a thunderbolt of the gods, a new surge of pain suddenly smashes into my brain. My back…. Sickening waves of agony radiated from the small of my back like a bonfire… Dangerous, deep pain… the deep pain the body uses to tell you it is nearing it’s limits. He… nearly broke my back.. I’m resting across his knee, bent nearly double… I’m not upside down. Then, again, out of my control, I scream….. This is a nightmare… I … I can’t… lose this fight… I CAN NOT LOSE IT. I can feel my healing factor working overtime, my super soldier body fighting off shock and working mightily to restrict blood flow to my many wounds. My calf…. My thigh… my forearm… my abs… my chest… not to mention the savage, concussive force directed at my head and back.

00:00 Captain_America: A paw… a paw on my neck… I become aware of it now as I fight to swim, to keep my head above the ocean of nerve-shattering pain that threatens to drown me. I must fight. DAVID. I must fight… SAGE…. I must fight… FIGHT.. FIGHT STEVE.. WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL, FIGHT! Somehow, I find the strength to lift my arms and seize the paw of this bear beast as it rests on my throat. Bleeding, battered, torn, I call on my body not to fail me, to give me the strength that my heroism demands. And my body answers the call. Deep reserves of energy are called up, and my enhanced metabolism fights hard to cleanse the fatigue toxins from my muscles in a surge of might and power. I roar, and though it increases my agony, I twist my body off his beastly knee, rolling as I do to land on my belly at his mighty feet. But I DO NOT let go of my hold on his paw, and roaring defiance, throwing my power into it, I pull him over with that paw, sending his entire 500 pounds of furry might to slam to the tarmac. Gasping, covered in blood, I stagger up to my feet beside him, and bracing myself, I step over the vast expanse of his bulk, using my grip on his paw to turn him over onto his bear belly, Then, I straddle that huge left arm of his, and sit down between his shoulder blades, that arm held tight in my grip. I pull hard on that arm, in my sitting arm bar, bending it backwards, upwards, putting enormous pressure on his elbow, his shoulder, and his furry wrist. I grunt, and scream, “FOR IRONCLAD!” As I suddenly yank back on that beastly arm, my battle damaged muscles rippling with super soldier might, to be rewarded with a CRACKKKKKKKKKKk as something breaks.

00:00 Gregor: The smell of human blood is overwhelming to my animal instincts. The Captain has proved to be a worthy opponent to the bear. My own bear cock is raging in heat with the deep hard abusive contact we have had. My limits are pushed and the euphoria of brutality has stimulated every portion of my being. Tonight in my victory over the super soldier I will make love to my Nicole, I will plow my spear deep into the center and hear him scream my name...the name of the bear… the name of the bear who defended the mighty hero of Ironclad.
A wicked smile permeates my face as the screams of my prey, the blood flowing from his body, and the breaking of his body all feed my inner satisfaction and lust. My mind is no longer focusing on my mission, or The Chara Clan, or my master or even my beloved Nicole. I am the monster of legend… the destructive force, the bear man, the ender of life and I WILL TASTE FLESH. My eyes filled with intoxicated rage as continually growl out and roar in my battle driven ecstasy. The Captain's granite hard muscles are spread out and displayed over my massive flexed knee. His battle forged muscular back creaking at dangerous levels as I bow him like a senseless piece of man flesh. His shredded barrel sized chest is covered in deep wide gashes, showing the handy work of my destructive man crushing nature. I will break the super soldier. I will show my enemy that The Chara Clan is a force that will change the world. I will let them hear me roar as the mighty Gregor, and Captain America will feel the MIGHT of the BEAR.

00:00 Gregor: I sense the mighty warrior in my clutches is still not done fighting, he stirs and then with a surge of impressive strength which is again beyond any foe I have faced he wrings a tight grip on my paw that holds his neck in place as I bow him in the back breaker. With a fluid motion he rolls with a freakish heroic might he flings my massive fur covered have ton frame over slamming on my back on the floor. The blow on the floor is crushing and I have lost my sense of awareness as my mind fogs from the blow and the raging smell of blood. I am lost to myself as I still feel the Captain’s iron vice grip on my paw still as I am smashed over onto my chest feeling the super soldier’s heavy muscular frame pin me down as he positioned himself on my mid upper back. I begin to rise to toss off my assailant, then with a move clearly fueled by inner strength the Captain grips my arm in a devastating arm bar yanking my cannon sized flexing beast arm to the point I feel it give and BREAK! “ ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH, ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!!!” I call out howling in pain and angst. The noise of my roar fills the hangar. Most of the battling stops as all eyes turn to the mighty Captain and the great bear. The pain is deep and unreal… no one does this level of damage to the BEAR… NO ONE.

00:00 Gregor: I feel my arm go listless… broken right at the joint… panic, rage, and even lust consume my body, mind and soul right now. My inner flame of survival burns hard… as the beast in me takes over… I am no longer processing like a man… I am thinking and reacting like a beast… I will kill if necessary but I will FEAST on the Captain's flesh. As the Captain sits on my back yanking and breaking one of my pythonic crushing arms, I open my jaw wide as I turn my head and clasp my teeth onto his ankle sitting at my shoulder. My barbaric fangs sink into his deep tearing his main tendon and I feel the foot rendered useless as it goes limp in my clenching jaw. Now with my own inner might and abominable strength, driven by the pure will to survive… I tense my brick hard badly bruised core and with my herculean thighs flexed I push off the ground flipping both the powerful Captain's body and my fur covered armour-plated body over pinning the hero under me. With a hard tug of my shoulder I pull my grievously damaged arm from his grip. My arm wrecked with a life shattering pain as it dangles from my shoulder. My heavy bear frame crushing down on his battle beaten chest, his shredded calf and now his tendon severed ankle… I now fire back my remaining good arm pounding my elbow in the Captain's bleeding abs causing his wounds to reopen as his enhanced healing desperately tries to keep up with the damage being inflicted on his body. I hear him gasp and cough as he seeks to muster his inner determination. I roll on his broken body after pounding his abs countless times with my heavy warrior elbow, planting both my power-packed muscled knees into his chest and upper abs. My full 500 lbs massively heavy frame now pressing down on his elite warrior chest.

00:00 Gregor: Both our bodies drenched in blood, matted with sweat, broken in multiple ways… both exhausted… both determined… but only one can win… only one can rise above the other. I reach over grabbing his thick battleship gun sized shield welding arm by the wrist with my working arm. “An arm for arm, my worthy opponent,” I say growling as I wrench his arm up andI twist my flexed muscle ripping forearm making his own arm bend unnaturally over mine. Hiis elbow joint is met with a steel breaking pressure. I roar lifting my head up, pinning the Captain fully under my mass, and yank his arm with cruel vengeance as his joint gives away with bone snapping CRACK. The sound of my roar, the Captain’s arm snapping and his own battle call out merge together banking off the hangar walls. I drop his muscular limp arm and rise from him. I stand at his side and billow our chest “I AM GREGOR HEAR ME ROAR!” I yell out to all around me.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: The hangar is a fucking battle zone. The Captain and the Ironclad personnel are putting up a bigger fight than expected. Despite our efforts of surprise and sheer brutality. Granted half of our forces were designated as human grenades. But the enemy here has rallied their remaining forces here and are fighting hard. I plow through and cut down soldier after soldier with my blades whistling through the air like glistening blades of silver. The vibrianium does not adhere with the blood of my victims so as my swords make their deadly contact, human blood sprays and slides off my blades leaving them glistening silver in the dimly light hangner. Gregor entered a while ago and I heard him roaring on the other side of the hangar. My view of him was blocked by the debris of 6 CH-47D Chinooks which we detonated off to cripple the air support of Ironclad. The debris has served as a great battlefront. I have been able to use the fragments and shards of the metal bodies of the destroyed choppers to my advantage. After all we are taking no prisoners save the good Captain on this expedition.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I look up and hear the young annoying Agent Kingston call out a cheer for his precious Captain as he plows forward with the infamous shield of the Captain. I then also hear Gregor roar out louder but this is not his growl of domination but of pain. I slice clear through the two Ironclad agents in front of me, their bodies slide a part and rush forward to see Captain America break my bear lover’s arm. “GREEEEEEEGOR!!” I yell in horror and rage. In defense I see his animal-like beastly side kick in as he reacts and attacks the Captain with deep hardened rage tearing the super soldier’s ankle then flipping him to the ground as my bear with limp arm begins his attack. I look back seeing Agent Kingston rushing towards the bear. “It is time to even the odds,” I say to myself.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I reach to my side and pull several Incendiary bombs discs about 3 inches in diameter, filled with various highly combustible chemicals such as magnesium, phosphorus and petroleum jelly. I pull a slingshot out of my other side pouch and I set the first bomb disk in the sling and I fling it out perfectly landing right between Gregor and the rushing Agent Kingston. The bomb hits and a mountainous wall of flame and heat erupts from the bomb explosion. Agent Kingston is stopped in his tracks. I proceed to launch the other flame generating discs out that also erupt into heavy tall heated walls of fire. With the Ironclad systems down the fire systems are offline. Now the majority of the Ironclad forces are blocked from us, disoriented from the explosions from us, and Gregor can give the Captain the attention he needs. I launch myself ahead into another group of disoriented Ironclad soldiers chewing through them with my blades.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: I level my sidearm at an onrushing Chara trooper, in time to catch the horrific sight of the Guardian’s mangled body used as a weapon. When the Captain looks at me, his gaze is hard as steel, and I can see that his power is on full display. Nothing can stop him… But, I made a promise to David. I’m determined to stay at his side. That, it turns out, was a futile desire. The mighty Captain leaps halfway across the battlefield to intercept the savage bear. A cluster of Chara troopers surge in before I can give the order to pull Marcus to safety. It’s clear they want to finish Marcus off. They want the glory and honor of killing one of our mightiest heros. NOT ON MY FUCKING WATCH. I scream! “Men, defend the Guardian!” A knot of crack Ironclad troops gathers to my cry, and taking cover behind an overturned truck, I pick off two of the onrushing troops, as other of my Ironclad crack troops go hand to hand with the maniacal Chara troopers, and one of them gives his life, gutted with a Chara troopers savage blade, to spill out his life blood. I surge forward as my comrade falls, before the trooper can reach Marcus, and with a brutal fist, I break his adam’s apple. Suddenly, I hear a surge of roars and screams. I turn, my eyes going wide as I see the titanic struggle between the mighty Captain America and Gregor. Blood is spraying in the air, and .. I’m sickened to say, most of it belongs to our Captain… He’s savagely wounded, his blood drips from Gregor’s teeth, his flesh is ripped and torn by those savage beast claws, but despite his many injuries, Captain America doesn’t falter. We all SCREAM a shout of triumph!!!

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: I hold my position, but hear a shout behind me, there, coming up from behind, reinforcements!! Lead by David Kingston, wielding Cap’s shield!!! David was a figure out of myth and legend, plowing a path through the knot of Chara troopers spearing into our defensive lines. I realize then that we were in an island, surrounding Marcus, protecting him, and David was heroically firing shot after shot, using the Captain’s shield to protect himself from return fire, felling the onrushing troopers, and joining up with us. I nod at him, as finally, he gives orders to get Marcus to safety. I turn back determined to be at David’s side as we battled our way to Cap’s side. Together, we fought our way valiantly, driving our way with well-placed shots and expert, efficient, brutal thrusts of knife and fist, felling those Chara troopers who dared stand in our way. We both had one goal: to get to the Captain’s side. Driven by our love and devotion to the truest hero either of us had ever served with, we were unstoppable. The battle continues, and my heart soars as the super soldier escapes a savage backbreaker, flips the bear over, and breaks his arm!!! All of the Ironclad men erupt in a spontaneous cheer of triumph at his mighty deed. The fight was over. The bear was finished.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: Then, as we were getting near, I looked on as impossible as it was, the bear had managed to escape his position, despite his savagely broken bear arm. And what he did next… made me sick… It wasn’t possible… not to the Captain… wasn’t possible… and yet… his mighty, invincible shield arm, the arm that had time and time again flexed and surged with unbelievable might as he wielded his shield to defend his comrades, to defend peace and freedom, had been shattered by the unbelievable power of that monstrous bear. Sick fear, rage, panic, denial knifed through my heart. I screamed, “CAPTAIN!!!!” and redoubled my efforts to reach him. The Captain needed us… He needed us!!! But… suddenly, a wall of fire spreads across the ruined Hangar, blocking our path to the injured Captain!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: With the Cap’s shield up I am a fucking battling ram charging through the Chara Clan Troopers. As they fall to the side, the Ironclad men with me take them one at a time. We will turn this tide and take back the base, I will show these men we can overcome the odds against, and I will get to my Cap. The tables have turned with Cap and the bear over and over as they meet each other move for move. I cheer again seeing Cap on the back of the bear as he breaks the beast’s arm. “YES CAP!!!!!!” I scream out. My eyes are fixed on Cap… thoughts of our reunion, which was just hours ago race through my mind welling my heart up with my deep love for him… as soldiers the Cap and I have had so little time for just us… fuck we have only had two nights together… to sound totally smitten, we have loved a lifetime in those nights. I love that man, I love him for all that he is in this world, I love him for the hero he is, but mostly I love him because he is mine, my Steve Rogers. All these thoughts and more fuel my resolve to stop our enemies. I will carry this shield with the determination, honor and power to inspire those around me like my Cap.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: Within moments I will be at Cap’s side...once I get his shield in his hands he will finish that fucking bear. I give a smug grin, as even in this moment I love Cap to be at my side telling me to watch my language. Several enemy troops barrel into me but I slam my shield into them, fire my side arm, and pummel them with the edge of the Cap’s shield. Then I look to my horror the bear is on Cap and I see the battle forged beast wrench the Cap’s shield welding arm breaking it. My heart and mouth scream… “STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE SHIT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.” Tears well up in my eyes. In rage I swing the shield clobbering my enemies at either side. I HAVE TO GET to Cap. My heart screams as I see him down under the bear. But I will not lose hope that Cap will be at my side...the Chara Clan will be stopped. I look to my side and Lt. Sage Daniels and his group of men have joined me, we plow ahead to get to Cap. Suddenly there is an explosion several feet in front of us, and a wall of fire erupts, knocking many of us back. Then a cascade of equal explosions follow that create an impenetrable wall of fire and heat between...the men and Cap...between me and Steve.

00:00 Gregor: As the Captain sits on my back yanking and breaking one of my pythonic crushing arms, I open my jaw wide as I turn my head and clasp my teeth onto his ankle sitting at my shoulder. My barbaric fangs sink into his deep tearing his main tendon and I feel the foot rendered useless as it goes limp in my clenching jaw. Now with my own inner might and abominable strength, driven by the pure will to survive… I tense my brick hard badly bruised core and with my herculean thighs flexed I push off the ground flipping both the powerful Captain's body and my fur covered armour-plated body over pinning the hero under me. With a hard tug of my shoulder I pull my grievously damaged arm from his grip. My arm wrecked with a life shattering pain as it dangles from my shoulder. My heavy bear frame crushing down on his battle beaten chest, his shredded calf and now his tendon severed ankle… I now fire back my remaining good arm pounding my elbow in the Captain's bleeding abs causing his wounds to reopen as his enhanced healing desperately tries to keep up with the damage being inflicted on his body. I hear him gasp and cough as he seeks to muster his inner determination. I roll on his broken body after pounding his abs countless times with my heavy warrior elbow, planting both my power-packed muscled knees into his chest and upper abs. My full 500 lbs massively heavy frame now pressing down on his elite warrior chest.

00:00 Gregor: Both our bodies drenched in blood, matted with sweat, broken in multiple ways… both exhausted… both determined… but only one can win… only one can rise above the other. I reach over grabbing his thick battleship gun sized shield welding arm by the wrist with my working arm. “An arm for arm, my worthy opponent,” I say growling as I wrench his arm up andI twist my flexed muscle ripping forearm making his own arm bend unnaturally over mine. Hiis elbow joint is met with a steel breaking pressure. I roar lifting my head up, pinning the Captain fully under my mass, and yank his arm with cruel vengeance as his joint gives away with bone snapping CRACK. The sound of my roar, the Captain’s arm snapping and his own battle call out merge together banking off the hangar walls. I drop his muscular limp arm and rise from him. I stand at his side and billow our chest “I AM GREGOR HEAR ME ROAR!” I yell out to all around me.

00:00 Captain_America: Finally, I am certain now of victory, for what hope does the Bear have of resisting me with a broken arm? However, I spoke too soon, it appears. I feel those savage jaws sink deeply into my ankle with a surge of bestial might, his horrendous fangs severing my achilles tendon, sending for a shocking thunderbolt of crippling pain, my balance and position destroyed, my leg rendered near useless. Suddenly, with a mighty heave, broken arm not withstanding, the hideous bear tosses me off to the side, rolling with me as I fall, my back slamming into the tarmac as I fight to control my pain, fight to keep hold of his maimed arm. But with a surge of might, he rips his arm free, that massive fur covered chest of his pinning me down, his elbow spearing deep into my badly wounded, mauled abs over and over, reopening wounds, sending sprays of my blood flying, evoking deep groans and coughs of agony from my savaged and ravaged body. Blood starts leaking and spraying out of my mouth, the first sign of building internal injuries. This battle is more gruesome, more fierce, more brutal than any I have ever experienced. My super soldier body, and my heroic will are being pushed to the very limit. But .. even now… failure… is unthinkable.

00:00 Captain_America: Sheets of white fill my vision as the mighty bear kneels on my battle-hardened torso, pinning me down like a helpless bug. Gasping, I’m helpless to stop him as he wraps my shield arm, my right arm, around his good limb. The rest… the rest … is simple physics. There is a savage burst of beast power as my elbow is locked out. The pain knifes through me like a sword, my arm screaming protest. My strength is neutralized… useless in this position… I squirm under him, until finally, inevitably, my ears are ringing with a loud CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. More pain smashes into my brain, and stupidly I look over at the sight of my grotesquely broken arm, bent backwards at the elbow, ruined and destroyed. The pain is threatening to rob me of consciousness. It is only with every single ounce of my will that I stave off the dark. I must… must fight… for David… For Sage… for these valiant men and women fighting by my side… for the countless millions that depend on me to keep them safe from the tyranny of the Chara Clan. I hear Gregor’s roar of triumph, and suddenly we are illuminated by deep flames from a sudden fire. I thought… I thought I heard David’s voice nearby, but maybe that was just a trick of my pain-ravaged mind. Somehow I roll over onto my front, my broken arm flopping uselessly. I plant my left arm under me, and heave up, planting my good leg to likewise counter balance me as I fight to rise. My core … isn’t working right… I fight to tense my abs, but the pain is so savage it defeats even my will. My body… is starting to shut down… The injuries I have sustained are too much for me to rise. But I refuse to stay down. I reach out, and grab a hold of a piece of wreckage on the ground, a chunk of one of our Choppers. I haul myself up by my grip, my teeth clenched, blood leaking out of my mouth, to stand up on one leg, unable to put weight on my other, my right arm dangling uselessly. I roar my defiance, then, using my good arm to stabilise my whole weight, I suddenly heave my broken body up by that grip, coil my one good leg, and with every single ounce of power, might, and heroic will I can muster, I kick straight out, aiming my boot for the Bear’s jaw, channeling all my pain, all my determination, all my heroic will into this kick, delivering the kick with enough force to break a man’s neck. But will it be enough to break this bear’s neck? It has to be. Failure is not an option.

00:00 Gregor: My barrel sized chest billows out as I roar my mighty war cry, which echoes off the dense walls of the hangar. My roar is deafening and all hear it. Fire erupts behind me, making a heated hell fire barrier between the dear Captain and his fellow soldiers. This is the cue from my loving Nicole… it is time to finish our mission, the damage to Ironclad has been dealt. I watch with great deep wicked joy as the mighty Captain, now broken in many ways crawls on the ground. He will beg me for mercy soon. My bloodied maw panting as the battle has been more than I could almost take. My broken cannon sized arm hangs lifeless at my side, but my satisfaction is found in that the super soldier also drags his mangled wrecked arm at his side. I slowly step forward on my stone strapping thighs that swell and flex with man crushing might. The Captain crawls towards the nearby wreckage… mmmmmmmmm he is weak and I will finish him. I turn and I roar out again letting all in the hangar hear my might as I prepare to finish off their hero, and then I will display his broken beaten body before them so they might know and see the glory that is the Chara Clan.

00:00 Gregor: I turn back to my broken struggle prey, the great Captain America, to finish him off, then return to the Chara Clan main base and celebrate our victory with my gorgeous bladed lover, Nicole. I turn my thick beastly frame as I ready to pounce, when WHACK… my neck is pounded by a herculean forced kick from his one good solid leg. My head snaps back hard in deep writhing pain, I growl out as my massive half ton bearish muscled frame is sent back several feet in the air from the mighty Captain. I crash into the rubble and debris behind me. I crash hard with rumbling echoes of metal smashing under my weight. I lay there dazed, shaking my head desperately trying to refocus… a kick with that force would have ended any mortal man. However I am no mere man… I am the mighty bear, the destroyer of men, who feasts on their flesh. My foe today is mighty, a great warrior… a super soldier… a genuine hero… but he is JUST a man to me. I will FEAST on his submission today. In my fall back, I landed in some of the wreckage from one of the Ironclad choppers my Nicole destroyed. At the grip of my good arm is a large helicopter blade, mangled, wrecked but it will serve as the perfect battering ram to beat my enemy to the ground.

00:00 Gregor: My crushing arm grasps the massive helicopter blade and I sit up bending at my massive waist, without the good Captain being able to react. With my banded forearm flexing with the might of twenty men, I swing the 14 foot mangled steel helicopter blade and slam it hard into the Captains brick hard back. The blade crashes against his stone hard body bending under the strain of colliding with his rock hard frame. But I am not trying to break him, but only knock him to the ground. The force of the hit off balances the Captain who totters firmly on his one good leg. His body flies forward as he falls against the hangar floor with thud as his bloodied, thickened super soldier body quakes upon impact. At that moment I leap up from my seated position. My legs bent coiled up like heavy springs of muscle under me, propelling my body forward with monstrous might right on top of the Captain's thick muscled body. I slam onto his body with my full weight crushing his frame. I throw my limp arm around the Captain’s like a rope and I pull it tight with a good arm, forcing his head and neck into my sleeper...my arms swell with an ungodly size crushing his cabled neck and windpipe. I growl deeply and roll us over pulling the Captain's mighty heroic body onto my beastly fur covered chest. I open the gate of my stone crushing quads as we roll shoving the Captain’s shredded torso into my thighs. My tree trunk pillar legs lock around him and I slide my hold on him into a body breaking figure four body scissors. My titan thighs billow with a gut smashing might. I feel his waist compress instantly as my sickening squeeze rattles his body. “You end here...my Captain...look through the flames...see you little man lover...he is the last sight you will see.” I growl in your ear as my death giving hold rocks your body, robbing you of air, and compressing your abs and lower rib cage in as the creaking of your bones is heard between the two of us.

00:00 Captain_America: My boot smashes brutally into the bear’s maw, my blood still dripping from his fangs. His head snaps backwards, and he smashes into a pile of twisted metal. Gasping, I lower myself onto my good leg, fighting huge and savage waves of terrible agony slamming into my brain as my rent and broken body screams in protest. I’m on the verge of falling into shock, bleeding, torn, mauled, savage wounds gouged deep into the once impenetrable armoured muscle of my mighty core. My left ankle in ruins, my achilles ripped, gouges of muscle and flesh torn from my calf, my thigh punctured and gouged, my left arm gouged, my right arm grotesquely broken against the elbow joint, useless. Everything is pain and fire, but I do not have time for pain. I nearly pass out, barely able to stand… a weapon, I have to find a weapon. I can hear sounds of roaring, of movement, and I realize that my kick did not finish the bear. My next blow must finish him, because I will not get another… CRUNCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh… Suddenly, in a blur, too fast for my half-dazed, wounded state to track, a huge chunk of metal slams into my back like a sledgehammer, smashing me face first to the tarmac.

00:00 Captain_America: The hangar is spinning, I struggle, can’t… must get up… David… Sage… Ironclad… Then suddenly a massive weight smashes into my back with a crunch, and a spray of my blood from my mouth. I shudder in shock and agony, helpless as this savage bear wraps me up. I feel a tremendous pressure begin to build around my neck… Dimly I realize that he has forced his broken arm around my neck into a sleeper. I start to reach up with my good arm, intent on freeing my neck when suddenly a brutalizing band of savage might smashes into my ravaged core from every direction. I see a flash of white fill my vision as agony lances through my wounded midriff. My vision returns, along with more blood spraying out of my mouth. I look down, stupefied to realize that the uncrushable granite might of my core is totally enfolded in the bear’s thighs. In disbelief, I look down to see my waist begin to compress beneath the beastly might of the savage bear. I can’t breath…. I try to flex my core, but it is too late for that…. My ribs, tougher, stronger, harder than the bones of any normal man, are being subjected to a force beyond even their might to withstand. Gasping, assaulted above and below… I try to command my good arm upwards, to stab his eyes, but I look on in more dumbfounded amazement as my good arm lays there, twitching. I feel light-headed, almost disconnected from my body, my defenses totally overwhelmed by the bear’s mighty assault. I hear his voice speaking of my end. I look through the flames, and catch sight of David… he’s holding my shield… Good… he is worthy of it… He’ll need it, once I’m gone… I realize finally, that despite every ounce of will and might and power I possessed, it was not enough to conquer this foul beast. I hurt… my body and my heart are throbbing in unison with a shared pain. My failure lays open the way for the suffering of countless innocents. I fight, I strive, I try for one more rally, one last surge… but while the spirit is willing, my flesh is now too weak. My eyes meet David’s … and I try with everything I have left to let him know how much I love him. Then, suddenly, there is a mighty surge from the bear’s titanic quads… There is a savage CRUNCHHHHHHHHHHh as most of my ribs give way, unable to resist that beastly man-crushing force any longer. White hot pain shoots through my entire body, and a fountain of blood and bile bursts out of my mouth, then, there is nothing.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: I CAN’T GET TO HIM.... FUCK!!! I see Cap on the other side of the wall of fire fighting with the might of a great hero and soldier. Though wounded beyond belief as I see his limping, with a dangling arm, covered in blood… the man presses on. He amazes me with will to fight to the end… and that is what is terrifying me… the end. The Chara Clan is fighting for keeps today… let’s face it they have rocked Ironclad to the very core today. I watch Cap kick the bear hard, and I feel some relief but then I see the bear pummel Cap down with a large shard of metal then he pounces like an animal. I scream for Steve. “STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVVVE!!” But he is coiled up hard by the bear...I catch his eyes...I see his pain… he can’t get free… he loves me… I love him… I see him spit up blood… oh fuck no… I have to get to him. I rear back, pulling up the shield to protect as I will attempt to jump. I pull back several feet, staring right at Steve...I have to get to him.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: Today is a day that will go down in infamy for Ironclad. I stood by David’s side and watched with him as the Bear threw down our champion, our hero. The Captain was down, and down hard. My heart wrenched inside me, and I wanted to scream in rage and fury. I wanted to save him, but to leap through that wall of flame was death. I will remember these events until the day I die. The horror, the anguish of watching our Captain fall in battle was etched like acid on my soul. A fountain of sorrow and anguish erupted in my heart, to match the fountain of blood spraying forth from Captain America’s mouth as the bear nearly crushed him in half. I felt myself stagger and sway, nearly overcome by the power of the moment. But… first and foremost, we had a duty to fight on. I heard David’s scream and knew that it was all too much for my dearest friend. As tears streamed down my face, I took a flying leap and tackled David to the ground before he could try to leap through those flames. I WAS NOT losing two of my friends today.

00:00 Gregor: I feel the mighty hero weakening...finally. His moments are sluggish as the air is robbed from his lungs. My broken arm is burning in pain as I use it noose around the neck of my prey, the good Captain. My massive beast strapping thigh cut into his chiseled warrior’s body. I feel him breaking and it makes my bear member rage into his back...if we were not in a battle I would bear rape his conquerored and spoil him with my seed. I growl out more as I tighten feeling his ribs crack. I feel his blood oozing from his mouth as it drips down my air. Yes...it is over for the hero...The Chara Clan will stand victorious today. Ironclad has fallen. My master has been honored.

00:00 Gregor: The mighty hero goes limp in my arms. I pant out a sigh of relief and pain. My bear monster body is aching. I release my grip on the Captain’s battle forged body and roll him to the ground next to me. I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder...I know this hand… it is my Nicole. I lean my head back and I see him, my mighty warrior, covered in the blood of his victims. Fuck he is amazing, mys cock snakes in my snug fitting pants. He leans in and kisses my bloody maw, filling my mouth with his tongue. My own good working arm goes up and rubs the back of his head. He pulls away helping me up. I groan and rise to my feet...he pulls close to me and holds me tight… ah my man cub… I do love him. We both look over at the spoils of our battle… the mighty super soldier is ours to deliver to our master… the battle is won and we will soon win the war and the Chara Clan will control the world.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: This battle has raged on heavily just as the master predicted but our death trooper, the bear’s superior strength and my skilled blades have been the power that has turned the tide in this battle against Ironclad. I have watched my bear lover from afar as he slowly took down the mighty Captain...but not without his own painful sacrifice. I have halted from getting involved with his war with the super soldier. I know better than to interfere, though my heart aches as I see the wounded bear… but I see him clobber the Captain with a large shard of metal and see him pounce...yes it is over for the Captain. I finish off the last remaining Ironclad troopers who are behind the firewall with us...then I slowly walk to my bear who is coiled around and crushing the Captain’s elite warrior muscle. I grin as I see the good Captain Rogers fade into darkness. The bear uncoils his crushing embrace… fuck I love being wrapped by the bear… the mighty Captain received a delightful treat today. I reach into my cargo pocket on my pants and pull out a syringe plunger as I approach the Captain. I lean down and jab it into his thick cabled neck. This will be sure the mighty man stays asleep for his journey to his new home. I also take out another plunger, this one I took from Ironclad’s infirmary during the siege… it is an infamous super soldier enhancer that aids the damaged super soldier to heal better and faster. We need the Captain in his peak performance to aid the furtherance of the Chara Clan. I stick the plunger in the Captain's stone hard thigh and allow the fluid to evacuate into his body.

00:00 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I look to my bear who lays there panting from his mighty ordeal, I come to his great head, covered in blood, matted in sweat as he exhales and I rub his boulder sized shoulder and we share an intimate moment. I kiss him deeply seeking to reward and restore his mind for his victory. He rises and I hold to him closely as we look at the reward of his victory. “It is time for us to go home my bear… the master awaits and you need your reward.” I say grinning at him as he knows exactly what I speak of. He leans over with his one paw and heaves up the Captains body over his shoulder and then turns to leave the hangar as the Chara speed chopper lands, firing a few heavy shots on some of the vehicles still in semi operational form. I turn and then catch the tear covered angry eyes of the little Agent David Kingston… the other prize of the master which he will have soon. I blow him a kiss and then pull the detonator from my pocket and depress the button and then the remaining Chara Troops EXPLODE...rattling the base again...as the bear and I rush to the Chara chopper. The bear loads the Cap’s body on board and settles in himself. I jump on board commanding the pilot to leave. The chopper lifts as I watch the Ironclad base erupt with more flames and explosion. This was indeed a day of reckoning for our enemies...LONG LIVE THE CHARA CLAN.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The shield is held high and I take my running leap. My lean stone hard muscled body is tense and I flex my pulsing powerful legs as I run ready to spring through the flames. I will breach the fire and I will get to STEVE!! Then I am hit from the side by Sage who is tackling me to the ground. I hit the hangar floor in shock… “What the fuck Daneils!!” I call out in anger. Instantly my head snaps as I look through the flames and see that fucking sworded bastard with the demon bear… looking at me. My heart aches. I see Cap’s lifeless body hoisted up on the bear’s shoulder. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I call out tearfully as I shove Sage off me and I get to my feet only to be meet in my eyes by Nicole the Blade… who stares wickedly into my heart and blows me fucking kiss. I grit my teeth then I see a detonator...OH FUCK…”GET BACK…. GET DOWN...GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE CHARA TROOPERS!” I yell out warning everyone...as I now tackle Lt. Daniels’ hard muscled body to the ground covering us both with Cap’s shield as the bodies of the fallen Chara soldiers explode like waves of grenade blasts around us. The hangar and base quake with explosions as the noise is deafening as the concussion waves bank off the dense walls. Fire and debris fly all over, but Sage and I are protected under the shield, as I cling to the body with one arm, while holding the shield in the other protecting our heads and chests.

00:00 Lt._Commander_Sage_Daniels: David is so focused on getting to Cap I honestly think he isn’t even aware of the deadly peril he tried to jump into. He screams at me, then suddenly his eyes focus on a figure beyond the flames, it’s the Blade. He is spattered with blood, but his vibranium blades are clean… My heart fills with rage and sorrow, I know well he is covered in the blood of our comrades. But David catches something that I can’t manage to see from my position, and suddenly, I’m the one being tackled to the ground, with David’s hard, powerful body pinning me, and covering us with the Captain’s shield. The reason becomes all too clear as more explosions surround us, of course…. The remaining Chara Troops… once more used as bombs. I am rocked by the heavy explosions, my ears are ringing, and there is once more the awful spatter of blood and gore. There is nothing too low, too foul, too evil for those Chara bastards. Nothing. As soon as the explosions cease, we scramble to our feet, and I catch the sight of the massive bear and Nicole running towards a waiting Chopper, the Captain’s body flopping, broken and battered over that massive Bear’s shoulder, blood leaking from his many wounds to leave a trail of his lifeblood on the Tarmac as he is tossed into the Chopper. My guts twist in anguish and disbelief. The Captain has fallen… The Captain is a prisoner of the Chara Clan. Tears are streaming down my face.

00:00 Agent_David_Kingston: The explosions cease and I pull off Sage fast… and I stand looking through the wall of fire… I see him… my Captain…. my Steve… the love of my life being carted off over the bear’s shoulder to the helicopter. There is nothing I can do… NOTHING. My heart cries out and I scream again… “STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE,” I want to leap through the flames but there is no way through… a hero has fallen today. Tears rush down my cheeks as the helicopter lifts off… my eyes never tarry from it till it out of sight… he is gone… my Cap is gone. I fall to my knees and bury my face in my hands… it is too much to bear… so much loss of life for Ironclad… in the hundreds died today… men and women I served with daily… now their lives ripped from them by these fucking hellish Chara bastards. I grimace and grieve hard in my soul. “I will not lose hope…” I say to myself with my head down, my arms clasping Cap’s shield. “I will not lose hope…I will NOT LOSE HOPE.” I repeat to myself over and over. I hug Cap’s shield tightly. “I love you Cap… I WILL FIND YOU.” I say crying out in my tears. This is far from over… I ready myself and stand holding Cap’s shield to my chest looking out through the flames to the direction the helicopter disappeared. “I am coming Cap.” I say with resolve.

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Published: 2021-05-22, viewed 50 times.