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12:50 Captain_America: I focus on calm, clarity, the present moment. The sound of the heavy chopper blades over head set up a rythmic WHUMP WHUMP WHUMP that is almost hypnotic. I feel my heavy, hardened super soldier muscles flushed with power, the endorphins and adrenaline singing in my veins, every muscle held light and ready to explode into power, grace and purpose.

12:52 Captain_America: I look over around me, and a sense of pride and fierce love thrums in my heart. The men around me are the best of the best. Their sense of honor, duty, loyalty, and integrity is beyond question. Their power and skill as fighters and soldiers, their expertise is of the highest order. And then, I turn to look next to me.

13:04 Captain_America: And my heart melts inside the battle armour and combat preparations of my mental fortress. For this is not just any man. This is Agent David Kingston. A man that I love. And... I think a man that also loves me. I lose myself for a moment in the deep blue sapphires of his eyes, falling into him. Of all the men I have known, only David has seen past Captain America to the man Steve Rogers. The time, the moments we have spent together have been the most precious in my career, in my life.

13:07 Captain_America: Duty comes first. Duty is always first. But I am a man, with a man's desires, and a man's longing to love. My life, my body, my shield, my service is devoted to stopping the rising forces of evil that are growing throughout the world. I am devoted to defending truth, justice, America and all the freedom-loving peoples of the world. Devoted to ensure that families I will never meet can raise their children in peace and prosperity, free of the shadow of evil from the Chara Clan and others.

13:09 Captain_America: So many men have sacrificed so much to defend freedom, and I carry on, fight on, always to ensure their sacrifices are never in vain. But... maybe, along the way, Steve Rogers has time for love.

13:12 Captain_America: David is the most amazing man I have ever met. His courage, his devotion, his sense of duty inspire me. He is a true hero. He inspires me to greater heights. And he is so modest, so unassuming about his talents. But it was David's hard work that brought us here, now.

13:13 Captain_America: It is because of his brilliant surveillance and intelligence gathering several weeks ago, just before we met on the sparring mats, ( Read THE NEW RECRUIT: SEEDS OF LOVE - THE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN AMERICA - 2 https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/51027 ), that uncovered this hidden Chara Clan research facility.

13:15 Captain_America: It was his hard work that discovered the isolated train tracks leading away from the laboratory, his work that discovered the time table for the train that we are now rushing to intercept, rumored to carry a bevy of powerful weapons, artifacts looted from the Red Skull's forgotten caches, and a new weapon of unspeakable power.

13:16 Captain_America: I am dressed for battle, wearing my iconic uniform, a uniform that inspires and encourages the men who serve with me. It embarasses me that so many people look up to me, but I treat the situation with grace, and do my best to uplift their morale.

13:19 Captain_America: My broad, powerful chest, my thick, battleship strong biceps, my massive granite quads, columns of awesome power, my abs, harder and stronger than corrugated iron, 250 pounds of pure super soldier muscle, able to outperform the most accomplished olympic athlete that ever the was or will be, my body able to achieve feats of strength, endurance, agility, flexibility and reaction times unheard of by any other man, my training to the highest level, I am the ultimate soldier, Captain America, ready for battle, determined and focused with a will harder than steel to defend the men that serve with me, and to achieve the goals of our mission to stop the Chara Clan's growing evil.

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13:30 Captain_America: I wished for a moment that some of the other super soldiers from Project: Excalibur could join me. The first generation super soldiers hadn't been able to match me physically, but they were all brave, dedicated, and determined fighters. I was proud to serve with them during WWII. Especially Marcus, the Canadian super soldier with the tragic past. He was so noble, I counted him a true friend, and I missed him. But he hadn't been heard from for some time, last seen investigating a lead in New York. I hoped and prayed that at some point, I'd get permission to try and find him. We need men like him in the fight against the Chara Clan.

13:32 Captain_America: I looked over then at David, and shouted to be heard over the chopper blades, "We are nearly there. Are you ready? Are the men ready?" This would be a tight maneuver. The choppers would dive bomb the oncoming train, matching it's velocity and direction long enough so that me, David, and the five other elite Ironclad Commandos could jump out of the Chopper and onto the moving train.

15:13 Agent_David_Kingston: It's mission day, and my heart is normally calm...I am a soldier, an agent...a weapon of Ironclad....seeking freedom and peace from tyranny for our world for all people. I have high hopes for this mission's success. I have selected five of the finest troopers that Ironclad has to offer...hand to hand combat, weaponry, speed, and strength, are just the tip of the talent / skills iceberg for these troopers. There are my brothers in arms. Before getting on chopper we pow wowed and chanted...these troopers were with me in the intel mission to Yemen...it was their dedication and skills that led to the success of gaining the information and location on the Chara Clan weapons load. I grasp these troopers by the shoulders reminding them of their worth...then we board the chopper.

15:18 Agent_David_Kingston: But this mission has an added success factor...we have Captain America with us. I see him standing there in his humble but majestic manner, just oozing with super soldier might, power and skill. But there is more to him than just muscle. I smile as I look at him out of the corner of my eye. I can not get him out of my mind, and well honestly my heart since we sparred a week ago. We have had some casual interaction since then which has been peppered with some playful flirtations. We load up on the chopper and I do not hesitate to claim the seat next to the Captain. Granted I should be next to him for mission talk and prepping as we fly out, but honestly I am there to just feel him next me. To feel that super soldier battle hard arm and shoulder up against my hard athletic lean frame. To my feel my steel lean thigh rubbing against his cement pillar quad. Talk about revving me up for battle!

15:20 Agent_David_Kingston: Taking this train today from the Chara Clan will not be easy, and heavy on my mind is the possibility of losing one of these soldiers with me. I would and will give my life for any of them. I do not worry about the Captain...I know he can take care of himself....and he will seek to take care of us all...I need to be there today for him so that he will be the striking weapon of Ironclad.

15:23 Agent_David_Kingston: This is no doubt a mother load of weapons for the Chara Clan and taking the train will definitely be a huge victory against that sick bastard Sabian Kizer and his bear freak. I have no doubt both will be on the train. My shoulder still aches from when that fucking bear marked me, and those words of Sabian, that he would have me, still echo in my mind. The man is psychopath and there are deep rumors of the Chara Clan attempting to make a super soldier serum....damn if Sabian gets his hands on the formula....heaven help us.

15:28 Agent_David_Kingston: Cap is ready as he shoots out his commanding questions, he never assumes and always asks in such a humble authoritative way...I will follow this man anywhere. "Yes sir, nearly there....the men are prepped and ready to follow sir. Two teams....Alpha team will secure the engine, Bravo team will work aft in the train. You and I, sir will infiltrate the main cars in the center, where the "weapon" is rumored to be and ascertain the best course of action." I speak back to you, knowing you know all this but confirming orders are set and we are behind you. "And at least this time I did not sleep on your shoulder," I say playfully, giving you a jab in your steel flexed obliques. I smile big as we catch each others eyes knowing what is really meant in our flirtatious moment. I signal to the time, prepare for our exit onto the moving train.

Earlier the same Day at the Chara Clan laboratory

15:28 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: Tall truck sized loading dock doors slide open with large metal clanking. The hard wind of the north greets us...I do not move, flinch or feel it. This is my country, my air and it feeds my power. I breathe it in. I turn to Gregor and motion for him to load the prize into the armored car. The train is fully ready to depart. This load will ensure The Chara Clan's plan to rid the world of its freedom infection. Mankind was meant to be ruled....by a worthy leader....The CHARA is that leader. I look at the prize chained in his cage. "You should feel a great sense of pride in my heroic steed. You are part of a great harem...owned and empowered to do great things...the great things of THE CHARA." I call out as my thick coated arms go out showing the glory of my might. Gregor goes to load the cage, pushing it up into the car and securing it down. I leap up on the proceeding car, as The Blade rigs the last charge, to lay waist to this facility.

15:28 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: This hallowed ground will be reborn again. I grin wickedly and give the signal for the train to take off as The Blade hops in the car to steady our prize. "Long live the power of The Chara," I call out into the north cold wind. The train jerks forward. I take a long, final look at the prison of my youth… Once, I had been weak. But my Father had taught me strength… It was here, in this sacred prison, that any remnant of who I was had been burned away, burned to ashes. It was here that I had been reborn, finding my power, my strength. It was here that I tasted my power for the first time. My power to kill. My power to seduce. My power to own all whom I chose. It had been the fire that had forged me, and now, it is fitting that it should be given as an offering to the fire. Into the wind, I shouted “THE CHARA!” And in response to that signal, my faithful Blade hit the detonator, and the Prison that had forged me, that had served as our lab for so long, returned to the flames. The shockwave smote me as I stood looking back, as a hot desert wind. The flames blossomed with a beauty to rival the exotic flowers of far off Africa. Glorious. It was glorious. I turned my back then on the hallowed temple of my youth.

15:28 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: My heavy, tatted muscle, flowed with a grace to put the gods themselves to shame as I strode by the cage holding my prize. It was time to retire to my private car, and contemplate the future of .. “THE CHARA!” I glanced to my left, to my faithful Bear, I reached my hand out and gave his mighty flank a stroke of loving, tender affection. “To the front of the train, my faithful Gregor. Keep watch on the way ahead.” I turn to the Blade, and my smile grows wide, “My faithful Blade, with me. I desire your company this day” I flow like an angel of death and power, grace and seduction through my train. This was a great day for THE CHARA. So close… We were so close to prying the secrets of the serum from the seed of our prize…

15:06 Gregor: My eyes stare out of the train car as the flames of the explosion mirror in my eyes. Destruction exists in my mind, body and soul. I give a gruff sound of approval. My master next to me, squeezes my massive bear paw. It is stimulating when we touch, his power is intoxicating. He commands and I will obey. I nod my head in loyal obedience. "it will be done my master," I say gruffly in my deep bear voice. My heavy hefty body turns and slides through the open cargo train car door. The air is brisk and cold, the snow flies in the car on a fury wind, I reach over my head my giant muscled arm flexes as I clinch the side of the car then fling myself up and out with ease. I flip up to the top of the train, my hardened bear claw feet grip the train roof as I lumber like the powerful giant I am to the forward compartments of the train.

15:15 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I grin as the bombs go off. There is something about fire that just stimulates me. The prison is leveled just as the master desired. I love pleasing him...Sabian, my master. No man has captured my heart and mind quite like him...well save my North Fist. My hand goes down on the cage where North Fist is mercilessly locked up. Naked hard form chained and on display, it stirs my member greatly. I see his hind quarters and I make a cry to myself. I want to ram my cock into his super soldier body and hear him beg. I hear my master's voice and it zaps me back from my lustful wants. He commands Gregor...damn this bear is big and so fucking sexy. I watch his body move and flex as he opens the cargo door, then flings himself out...none compare to his strength...all fall before his might. My cock jerks for the bear...I well see him later for some "teddy play." Again I am pulled back from my incurable lust.

15:19 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: My master has a need for me...whatever he desires he may have...my skills...my blades...and yes even my body. My master owns me...cares for me...he is perfect. "Yes my master." I respond as Sabian walks toward the door. I reach over and close the cargo train door closing out the light and cold fridge air. I look down at North Fist...I smile, then lean down to be face to face with him. "You are so beautiful....fuck I loved you..." I rub your face and cheek. You are gagged so there is nothing you can say. You are bound so you can not move. Your cock is being milked by one of the horrific machines designed to extract the serum elements from your body. If my master had not called me I would be toying with you. "See you soon," I say as I lick your face. I leave the train care following after Sabian...indeed this is a day to be remembered.

15:28 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: I have never felt so helpless in my entire life. Not when I was with the Red Fist. Not when I was being tortured by our enemies after joining SHIELD. Not when I was hanging on the meathooks, getting trapped by the only one I've ever loved. But now, I am trapped. Physically, emotionally, mentally. Trapped in this cycle of never ending torment. They could have killed me, but they didn't. Instead, they fucked me, used me, and now finally found a way to extract the super soldier serum from me, basically non stop. Forcing my own body to regenerate only to harvest my cum over, and over. I want no part in this. But I can't do a thing about it, but to watch my former lover taunt and mock me on a daily basis. Sabian is twisted, and it feels like I have lost Nicole for good. I have to stop them. I have to find a way to stop them. You see the defiance in my eyes, despite the predicament I find myself in. The look that tells you the moment I get out of this I will come after you. All of you.

15:31 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: I wanted to spit in your face when you rub my face and cheek. You feel the tears on my cheeks as I felt emotions rushing through my body when you killed those scientists in cold blood. They died because of me. And I swear I won't let them die in vain. I have to get out of this. I have to... UGHHHHHHHHHHH and then my load gets extracted, as they managed to get more cum from my body. My eyes roll back, and I am drifting in and out of consciousness, caged like an animal, as you guys depart the carriage.

15:36 Captain_America: The Chopper comes swooping over a ridge line, the tops of the pine trees so close, that I feel I could nearly reach out and touch them as I crouched in the open hatch of the chopper. As the Chopper descended the steep bank, dropping into the narrow gorge split in two by a solitary train line, the sun peeked out of the clouds to illuminate the rocky terrain with golden rays.

15:40 Captain_America: I loosened my shield, whipping it off my back, holding it braced in my left arm. And there, beneath us, speeding along in the same direction as our chopper, was the train. Sabian's train. Carrying it's cargo of death. Exactly as David had predicted. The maneuver was precisely and expertly planned and rehearsed. The chopper suddenly dived low hovering over the caboose of the train, slowing enough to perfectly match the velocity of the speeding train.

15:42 Captain_America: Two of Ironclad's finest, Team Bravo, leapt off to the train below, beginning to execute their plan to secure the rear of the train. Then, the pilot gunned the engine, and shot forward as though it had been stung by a bee, zipping over the speeding train, loaded with all manner of cargo, interspersed with closed carriages housing the monsters and men of The Chara Clan.

15:44 Captain_America: I switched into full battle mode, my eyes scanning every detail, instantly spotting the red-and-silver ornamented carriage that was reputed to house Sabian himself in idle luxury with his harem of men. Vile. But our target was two cars behind it, a nondescript enclosed cargo carriage, reputed to carry the weapon, some means of allowing the Chara Clan to recreate the lost formula for the super soldier serum. That must not be.

15:45 Captain_America: I turn to David, and nod once. Then, I leap, my heavy, battle-forged legs coiling like springs, as I land in a perfect three point stance on the roof of the carriage, checking first to see if David had safely joined me. Then, with a nod, I reach down, and grip the locked hatch leading below.

15:46 Captain_America: As the chopper speeds forward with another burst of speed to deliver Team Alpha, the other three elite commandos we brought with us, to secure the engine of the train, I suddenly take a deep breath, and focus.

15:47 Captain_America: Every single muscle in my hard, heroic body flexes and tightens, bursting with a surge of incredible strength, a power and a might greater than that of any man who has ever lived. Veins pop out on my neck, my biceps swell like the guns of battleships, threatening to burst the scenes of my battle uniform.

15:50 Captain_America: My quads explode like cables of battle-forged steel, straining with power and might. At first, the steel hatch, firmly shut, groans in agony, the steel fastenings screaming as though in pain, but resisting my strength. But I take another breath, and then deep from my core, summon more of my heroic power. My abs, tightened to the consistency of reinforced concrete, send forth a blast of power, and suddenly, with a rending screech, the hatch is ripped off its hinges, and I send it sailing to slam into the embankment.

15:51 Captain_America: Immediately, I leap down into the hole, my shield at the ready, and land with a thud on the floor of the carriage, every sense tuned for battle, taking in every detail, every sound, every smell, and every sight. And what I saw was horror personified.

15:56 Agent_David_Kingston: For the day and age we live in, Ironclad is extremely well equipped. We have the latest gear, tech and vehicles. The choppers are retrofitted with the latest engine enhancements for speed and efficiency. There are none like them on the planet...and to couple that we have the best combat pilots in the world. Both gents with us are French airol flyers who can fly a needle through a haystack. I pat them both on the shoulders as they make the dive over the train with expert care and precision.

15:59 Agent_David_Kingston: We get in position fast and hard...the team is ready...I signal bravo team, and without hesitation they are out on the train end....Godspeed gentlemen I mutter. The chopper lurches forward on cue like a bat out of hell for the mid way...the Cap and I are up. I nod to the alpha team...they have this. I come stand next to Cap...fuck he is big...I feel success and a victory welling up...I know I can do anything with this man, this hero at my side. I tap his shoulder and the Cap leaps with a heroic might. I follow after him, hitting the train hard and secure.

16:02 Agent_David_Kingston: I turn back seeing the bravo team getting in position, the chopper again fires forward and I watch it plunge up and prepare to drop the Alpha team. The snow and wind make it hard to see a great distance but I see the alpha team drop to the train, and chopper banks off to the right for stand by. I turn back and Cap is pulling on the cargo hatch. His thick quads bent showing their battle ready hefty might, his massive arm flexed like a steel beam as with ease he cranks open the hatch and it flies off the train.

16:03 Agent_David_Kingston: Cap goes down and I follow, he lands with a heroic hard thud...I follow with a much lighter touch down. Sensor lights come on and I am in terror over what I see…

16:08 Agent_David_Kingston: A man, in a steel cage....chained....naked...gagged...plugged...what the fuck is all this...and some devilish contraption milking the pour soul's member...Sabian is a sick bastard. I walk around the front of the cage and I am horrified at what and who I see....the heroic North Fist. He is unconscious and has tear streaked cheeks. I can not imagine the horrors he has been through. We have to get him out of here....he is the weapon...they are harvesting his cum in order to reverse engineer super soldier serum. "Cap....holy fuck....it's Marcus Cross." I lose my gentlemen sense and swear. I reach down and pull the gage and stroke Marcus' face. I have never met Marcus Cross, only read his file as he was a person of interest for Ironclad after his disappearance.

16:11 Captain_America: My gorge rises at the sight of Marcus, my friend, my brother in arms, a fellow super soldier, from Project Excalibur, who fought beside me in WWII.. chained... like an animal, with some kind of device attached to his manhood. Fury and rage boils inside me at Sabian's disgusting lack of humanity.

16:12 Captain_America: I turn to David, mastering my rage, needing to stay calm and focused and battle ready. I nod, "That is Marcus Cross. And now we know what happened to him after he went missing." I surge forward, calling over my shoulder, "Keep an eye out for company David, while I free Marcus here."

16:16 Captain_America: I grab a hold of the rear of the cage door, and with a grunt, my thick, hardened biceps bulge yet again with enormous super soldier hero strength. The hinges cannot resist my might, and bend before my muscle, eventually the stress is too much, and they shatter, the door dangling by the now useless lock, I reach in, and quickly, efficiently, rip the revolting contraptions off of Marcus's manhood, and with quick grips, and snaps of power, I pull the chains free from their mounts, and drag Marcus's naked, abused body out of his prison.

16:17 Captain_America: "Marcus, Marcus... can you hear me... wake up my old friend, you are safe now. This is Steve.. it's Steve... everything will be okay." I realize suddenly with a sickening shock of insight exactly what .... or who... Sabian's weapon is. I look at the device attached to his manhood. And I swallow. Sabian was more twisted and evil than I ever realized.

16:21 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: I start to come to. I have been drifting in and out of consciousness for god knows how long. They would wake me, fuck me, drain me, torture me, in no particular order, since my capture in the slaughter house. This is all like a dream... no nightmare... so imagine my surprise when I see Cap, Steve Rogers, appearing in front of my eyes. I couldn't believe it. I can feel my body being freed from this torturous cage. "Steve..." I moan. Is this all a dream? it can't be, because my entire body, especially my drained cock, is aching like hell. I moan, wincing in pain as I try to stand. Feeling the strength slowly getting back to my super soldier body, I grit my teeth and bear the pain.

16:24 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: I feel the heat on my face, flushing in embarrassment that I was found this way, and that we are not alone. My eyes meet David's, as I give him a nod, to reassure him that I am ok. UGHHHHHHHHH knees buckling as I have been caged for much longer than I'd like, but I found the strength to get back to my feet. "I knew you would come... " Looking into your eyes, sighing out in relief, grunting as I feel the pain as I try to move. "we have to... get them. I have so much to tell you..." I say, wanting to warn you of the Chara clan and their plans.

16:31 Gregor: The air is cold and invigorating. I stand at the forefront of the train with arms out and let the cold harshness embrace my larger than life muscles. No man can compare to me and my might...I am Gregor hear me roar and feel my might. I flex my giant arms, my beastly chest swells with an unearthly might. But then I hear it...a chopper...and a modified chopper, the engine is different than I have ever heard before...intruders. I turn to see the chopper approach, I then slide down the side of the train to get out of sight to make a surprise attack. The chopper is black and has what seems to be an elite group of well armed troopers. They drop on the front car of the train. The enemy is here....perfect...I am hungry for battle and for man flesh. I wait till the chopper veers off, and I see it is heavily armed with 50 caliber guns that would chew into my flesh.

16:36 Gregor: The chopper moves off...the men, my prey march forward. I wait for them pass then I launch myself up into the air behind them. I land on the roof of the train with a loud thud....I roar out with my thick battle arms and steel claws drawn...ROOOOOOOOOAR....the men spin...instantly I smell fear...good. "I am Gregor, hear me roar and feel my might." I call out as I lurch forward, grabbing the closest man by the throat. Instantly I crush my claw into his jugular, blood sprays out into the white snow air, he screams but it turns to a weak gurgle as my paw crushes his neck in two. I toss his limp body off the train.

16:38 Gregor: Another of the three troopers readies his weapon to fire, but everything's happening so fast for the men...as I crush the neck of one weak human I grasp the gun of the other and rip off the barrel. I then ram the barrel through the eye socket of my enemy and his body goes limp falling on the roof with a blood soaked silence.

16:42 Gregor: The third soldier fired a round into my shoulder. I feel the pain of the bullet but it matters not my body will heal fast. I roar at him as he prepares to fire again, but my large paw whips out and tears the gun from him hand. I leap at him and tackle his small body to the roof. I pin him with my arms easily...mankind is so easily destroyed. I smell his fear, I see his eyes a flame....he is brave yes. "You will be a feast for me," I say as I lick his face, then without hesitation my maw opens and bite into the side of his neck and tear out his flesh as I dine on him. His body goes still...they have felt the might of Gregor.

16:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I stride into my personal carriage, luxuriously appointed with every convenience, gilded with gold fittings, decorated in the red and silver color that I love so much. Blood and Power. The lesser men of my harem lounge about, cringing as I walk. There, a British Commando, handsome and strong, but now nothing but my dog. And here, a French patriot, strong and proud, oh, how I gloried in his breaking, slowly and with such pleasure, but now he is listless and cringes as I stride by him. But at my side, is the Blade. My fine, strong Blade, Handsome, and beautiful and loyal, a gift to me from the Red Fist. A magnificent gift.

16:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I spread my arms wide as I enter the middle of the carriage, circling once, calling out, "THE CHARA!" And my harem grovel and abase themselves as is right and proper, returning my ritualistic greeting, "WE SERVE THE CHARA!"

16:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I settle myself down into a plush couch, and invite my Blade to sit beside me as I look idly out the window, examining the passing landscape. I turn, intending to pass the time in idle conversation with my most handsome and loyal Blade, when suddenly, I hear the unmistakable sound of chopper blades, accompanied by a powerful thrum. I look up, all relaxation thrown aside. My eyes, suddenly, sharp and purposeful gaze out the window, and I see the quick flash of a shadow, barely visible in the gap in the storm.

16:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I stand, my eyes flashing. "WHO DARES DISTURB OUR HALLOWED JOURNEY. WHO DARES... Quickly, my Blade! With me... our prize, we must secure our prize!" My thick frame slams through the door with purpose in my black combat boots. My pillar legs covered in my camo trousers. My tatted cannon barrel sized chest flexed in my open black top coat with the fur collar, my sidearm and blade pulled up and wielded with grace and power in my right and left hands.

16:43 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I burst through the two cars, a stream of violence flowing effortlessly knocking aside all in my way, slamming through the two cars, then halting suddenly at the entrance to the car containing my prize, and carefully, planting my ear against the door and listen... And where there should be no sound, where there should be silence, there are voices raised in discourse. And... one of them... I recognize. I smile. My property has come home. I gesture to my faithful blade, using signs to indicate he should climb on top, unlock the hatch and drop in unannounced like a thief in their midst to spread death with his blades while I distract them by bursting in through the front door.

16:53 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I stand in the luxury of my master...his harem around him, worshipping him. When he calls I bow and honor, the mighty Chara. He bids me next to him and I settle in against his thick solid muscular frame. His warmth and mass is inviting and stills my dark soul. We talk and have some private moments...these are rare but it is where my master gives me focus. But then I hear it...blades of chopper....interrupted. Sabian is up and moving, a light mountain of might and muscle. I fell in behind him. We quickly make our way to the cargo train car where the North Fist, my Marcus is locked away ...I can hear movement ...fuck they have him freed. Sabian is talking of his property...it must be that lanky agent he marked at the plutonium plant. I slide up and out onto the roof. I then hear the roar of my Gregor, I smile...he is feasting...this will be an easy victory for us. I see the hatch is ripped off...who could have? I waste no time and I leap in with blades drawn

16:56 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I assess the room...two here...the lanky agent and.................. Captain America! I grin. "Well the original super soldier....Marcus looks like we won't need you anymore!" I say as I roll my blades and let them flash in the light.

16:43 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I breathe in, and out, sensing the rhythm of violence, the dance of death begin to sing it’s siren song throughout the pulsing measures of my beating heart. Today there would be battle, and blood, and new property for … “THE CHARA!” I bellow as I hear my Blade landing on the floor within, kicking the door open with one smash of my powerful boot, taking in the situation. There is the North Fist, MY PRIZE, freed from captivity, standing on his own two feet. Insolence… How dare… And there is my property, seeking me out at last, he is ready to come home. He shines with purpose, and lithe, athletic elite muscle, his stance ready for battle. And yet, he knows his master.

16:43 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: But what miracle of chance and wonder is this? My heart beats faster, thudding, the rhythm of violence increasing in tempo, in lust… in desire… And there is the very pinnacle of all manhood, Captain America himself. Today, my Gregor shall give him the blood mark, and he will assume his rightful place at my feet. Magnificent… his power…. Glorious …. Is his might… Stunning… are his handsome features… Perfection …. are his mighty muscles.

16:43 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: But first, to the greatest threat, the lesser cousin of Captain America, he whose masculine beauty and presence is but a shadow of the reality, I have no need of Marcus any longer. “THE CHARA!” I bellow, and leap towards Marcus, my blade flashes, in a downward slash, it’s keen edge seeking to draw a line of red down his well-muscled chest, and my gun flashes, seeking to sink a bullet into his now worthless and pathetic heart.

14:24 Captain_America: Suddenly, on the roof there is a sound, light, barely audible over the rumbling of the train, but enough for my enhanced hearing to hone in on. Instantly, I tense, and stand, my eyes pivoting towards the gaping hole in the roof, my thick, battle hardened super soldier muscles held ready. And there, in front of me dropped a man of power and grace, wielding two blades. He was well muscled, and handsome, and I could tell at once by subtle signs of stance and bearing that he was a master in their use.

14:26 Captain_America: Then, only a moment later, the front door of the carriage explodes inwards, revealing a man of such arrogance, such power and bearing, covered in tattoos, bellowing "THE CHARA!" that I knew he must be Sabian himself. David could handle him, I had every faith in his abilities. I would handle this sword wielding lackey of Sabian's. I didn't like his comment about me and Marcus. Not one bit.

14:29 Captain_America: I had a sidearm that I could use on my tactical belt, but I preferred my shield in close quarters. And so I didn't hesitate, but strode forward with an explosion of might and grace, my left arm swinging, and thrusting my mighty shield towards this blade-wielder's face, while I swung my left foot out in a low arc, seeking to knock his legs out from under him while he would hopefully be focused on protecting his face from the mighty power of my shield. As I moved in, I snarled,"You will pay a heavy price for what you have done to my friend. It is clear that all traces of humanity have been scrubbed from your blackened souls!"

14:41 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: Still in a bit of a shock, coming to realization that I have, at long last, been freed, when all of a sudden, Nicole drops down onto the metal floor of the carriage, as graceful as ever, and the door burst open, with the man none other than the leader of Chara. It's two against three, and I am confident that we can take them. I am already feeling much better, the best I have felt in weeks since my capture, having been injected with some regenerative formula from SHIELD that helped accelerate the effectiveness of the serum. Dulling pain, healing wounds and fatigues. I look to Cap for a moment, "careful, there is another one on this train," but just as I turn back, I see Sabian's sword slashing down. Eyes widened, caught off guard before I see Cap's mighty shield swinging over to knock the blade off, then Cap goes onto knock his legs out. "Cap, leave him to me! Protect our guy over there!" I say with newfound confidence, wanting revenge for what has happened for the past few weeks. As I leap up…

14:42 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: My knee is going straight for Sabian's face as I try to knock him out before he can do anything. It's been a while since I fought alongside Cap. It has always been an honour to do so, and just the thought of that is giving me a boost right now. Much needed boost to take down these guys!

14:48 Agent_David_Kingston: Again the might and shear power of the Captain is amazing. To watch him shred through steel locks, bars and chains that held Marcus Cross down is nothing but impressive...damn this man stirs me...my cock swells always as I watch him work. Focus David, I remind myself. Cap pulls Marcus out and I am on it. Before leaving, Shield sent over a serum enhancer they have been working on to help super soldiers like Marcus and Steve. Knowing we might see that bear monster, I thought it a good idea to bring a couple for Cap. Granted Steve needs no protection for me but I will do what I can to care for him. I was so glad I did bring two of them as Marcus Cross needs it badly. I listen to Cap talk caringly to Marcus and inject the serum. "I hope it works." I say under my breath.

14:53 Agent_David_Kingston: A Chara agent swinging some wicked looking blades drops from in from the top...where is that fucking bear creature...then the door busts open. My eyes meet Sabian's...he looks bigger than ever and still has the fire in eyes looking at me like I am something for him to own. Cap takes on the "ninja sword man" like a champ. Marcus is up and moving...the serum enhancement works...but Sabian flies like a beast slashing at Marcus sending me back against the wall as I hear a bullet miss Marcus and me. I bound up fast pulling my knife and grabbing one of the cage bars from Marcus' prison. I stand flexed and ready, "Come on you Chara bastard." I yell out as I swing the metal bar at Sabian's head.

14:58 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I grin from ear to ear as I see my North Fist there...he is a beautiful man...he belongs to Chara...but now he is not needed by my master...so I shall have, after I dispose of the old man...Captain America. My master bursts into the room with a might and power only of the true Chara. He roars and launches forward with the grace and speed I admire. He will take care of North Fist and the boy in the corner. The Captain is mine.

15:04 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: The Captain launches in with his shield in play...his speed and agility is purely that of a super soldier with tremendous might from his battle forged muscles. What a specimen. I leap up as he comes, disarming his ability to knock me down. There are two things my opponent has no idea of....one I have Marcus' serum running through my veins. Though it is a weaker form, I still feel the effects quickening my response and senses. Two, my swords are not ordinary swords...they are vibranium. I leap up like a graceful predator pulling my legs up and I drop my blades hard on the shield making sparks shower the air as the two equal elements clash with a force the Captain did not anticipate. I drop back to the ground face to face with the Captain again. "Too slow old man...Maybe the North Fist is the better super soldier model," I mock as my blades again strike his shield in a hard thrust.

15:10 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I flow like liquid death, but to my astonishment, Marcus avoids the downward slash of my blade, and my bullet slams harmlessly into the side of the carriage. My eyes narrow, how is this? But it does not matter; like all men who defy my will, he will fall. All men fall before the might of the Chara.

15:15 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: And to my further delight, my unclaimed property fiercely charges forward, swinging a discarded bar from Marcus's cage at my head as Marcus himself leaps up to drive his knee towards my face. Simplicity itself. I flow...bending backwards like the willow tree ducking under the swinging bar from my handsome Ironclad adversary, my body gracefully sliding along the floor of the train beneath Marcus. My knife flashes up as I slide, with hunger and thirst for Marcus's insolent blood. With delight and wicked savagery, I sink my blade deep into the back of Marcus's left hamstring, with a savage and brutal cut designed to sever his hamstring tendon, and cripple him. I am done with Marcus; I need him no longer.

15:17 Captain_America: This blade wielding adversary is faster by far than what I had anticipated, leaping high like an acrobat, somehow able to react fast enough to evade my sweeping leg. My shield, barreling up with precision and force, meets his downward thrusting blades with a spray of sparks and to my astonishment, two notches in the rim of my vibranium shield.

15:19 Captain_America: And the strength of that thrust was far more powerful than a man of his size and build had any right to deliver. More mysteries. But they must all wait. I drop deeper into my combat mode, time seems to slow, as my muscles flex and flair with power. I hear this blade-wielder's taunt.

15:22 Captain_America: I have only contempt for his words. He wasted precious time to mock me, when instead he should have attacked. And I will make him pay for his mistake. I have his measure now, and he will not surprise me so easily again. He thrusts his blades towards my shield, and I catch his blades off center deliberately, more sparks flying, as I heave my left arm outward, to force his blades off to the side, leaving an opening for my strong right fist, which drills up like a thunderbolt, seeking to smash deep into this arrogant fool's left side. Let's see how our blade dancer handles the full power of Captain America's mighty fist.

15:34 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: We work as a team, taking out the leader of the Chara clan once and for all. I swing my knee towards the big tattooed man's face, with my full power behind it, while the kid swings at him with his own blade and the bar. I am surprising him with my quick recovery, as the injection is working wonders so far. My knee would have knocked anyone's head off if it were to connect, but a look of surprise flashes across my face when he disappears right in front of me. The next thing I know, the tendon on my left hamstring has been sliced open. Pain exploded on my left leg and before I even knew what happened, I collapsed onto the metal deck of the train, screaming in agony. Blood gushing out, the pain is incredible and not even Cap has heard me scream like this before. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH he... he can't be this fast. I look up with my pain ridded face, trying to get a sense of what just happened. I try to pick myself up but collapse right away. Damn it!

15:44 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: In the midst of my taunt, the mighty Captain sends in a volley of fists packed with a power only a super enhanced soldier can wield. With his left hand he forces my weapons of death to the side, and to my shock I see it coming fast...his right fist. His body is fully cocked behind it, all of his mass and superman thrust are behind this blow. The impact on my left side is staggeringly painful. His fist digs into my frame hard and fast...I hear the soft snap of a couple of my ribs. I grimace in pain but will not give him my screams. I scowl in my face, as the poor excuse for a hero will not win today, I twist my body in pain, as I bring down one blade across the Captain's forearm making a deep cut into his flesh. My body rockets back against the wall of the train with hard thud. I look up right at the Captain...grinning, "So you can fight like a man," I mock as I painfully pull myself up swinging my blades as I come back into the battle.

15:51 Agent_David_Kingston: The action is exploding in the train car...Marcus and Sabian seem to miss each other, until I see Sabian's knife cut deep into the hamstring of Marus Cross' and the big hero goes down, even the super soldiers feel pain, maybe even more so with the enhancements they get. Out of the corner of my eye, the Cap is doing his thing, there is no worry there. Sabian eludes my swing but I pull my bar back up on the upswing and I make solid contact with his jaw. WHACK, the cage bar hits and sinks hard on the bastard's chin. I lunge forward with my large sized dagger pulled and poised, as I seek to sink it into his back deeply. This evil tyranny needs to end here and now.

15:58 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: The agonized scream of the crippled Canadian, the discarded tool, the now useless waste of space, Marcus, is a sweet cascade of music to my ears. He is worthless now, maimed, his life blood dripping off the tip of my blade. I slide under him, then all grace and deadly power I kip up to regain my feet, flowing as the wind, only.. CRUNCHHHHH... ARGHHHHHHHHH SUCH INSOLENCE! SUCH ARROGANCE.. such sweet, sweet pain... as my property, that Ironclad agent bearing Gregor's blood mark for the Chara clan, smashes his improvised club under my chin.

16:03 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I am staggered, and a small rivulet of blood trickles down my chin. My tongue darts out, even as I struggle to keep my footing, to taste my own life's blood. Salty, and hot, it fuels my veins with battle lust and conquest. I catch my concubine-to-be as he darts behind me, raising his blade as he does, thinking to sink it deep into the heavy, muscled tattooed flesh of my powerful warrior body. But I do not choose to allow him this honor. I throw myself backwards, slamming my shoulders into his chest while his arm is raised high to strike. I feel the crunch of flesh and metal meeting as my adversary is driven into the wall of the carriage. I spin rapidly, his thrust disrupted, and slice the elbow of my gun-wielding arm across his handsome hard jaw as I turn to face him with the deadly, precise force that felled many a man before this day.

16:06 Captain_America: The mighty fist of truth, justice, and freedom slams deep into the blade-wielder's body, and such is my might his bones crack from the blow. But ... I had not anticipated such a retaliation. Even as the force of my blow smashes Sabian's minion into the side of the carriage, his blade whips out with a speed that even I cannot avoid, cutting through the heavy leather of my battle suit, to score a line of liquid fire on my hefty, muscled forearm.
16:10 Captain_America: But my expression does not change. I feel the pain, I acknowledge it, and yet I will not give in to it nor let it in any way hinder my resolve or my determination. He is a mighty foe, but I am mightier. I charge forward, "I am more of a man than you could ever hope to be, minion of Sabian. You fight for greed. But I..." I smash my shield forward, my left arm bulging with hardened, battle-forged power, driving it forward like a wedge, diverting his thirsty blades right and left to either side, sending up another shower of sparks, and further marring my iconic shield, "...fight for freedom, for justice, to protect the innocent from your evil."

16:12 Captain_America: And that is the opening I need. With his blades diverted to either side, my heavy right boot swings up, and I bury it into his muscled abs with terrific, unbelievable force, not holding back any of my strength. The force of my blow sends the blade wielder back like a shot, the force too much for the thin metal of the carriage, sending him through it towards the snow-swirled cold of the flashing winter landscape without.

16:21 Agent_David_Kingston: I hear the clanking of blades on the Cap's shield...oh shit those blades are vibranium. Where is Chara getting all this tech?? My thickly athletic frame launches in the air, I see my mark on Sabian's back...it will end him. My blade can bring this all to an end. However, the villain proves himself again as he plants his feet with speed and grace, my flexed hard chest cracks into his massive cement flex shoulder. He plows me back and I feel smashed in between two pieces of steel. "Fuck," I cuss out. I gasp as the wind is taken from me. I am fighting myths and monsters these days. I then see Sabain's hard battle forged arm rocket back into my jaw...strike for strike. Blood spits from my mouth as I drop to my hind quarters to the ground.

16:26 Agent_David_Kingston: I do a quick shake as my villainous opponent towers over me, I know he is about to speak some "Chara owns me shit," so I am not going to wait on his monologue. I cock both my lean hard muscular legs back, my thighs flex with an impressive size, and fire them out like missiles and kick out both of Sabian's knees sending him back on the ground. "Marcus," I call out as the twisted bastard Chara leader falls to his back, "restrain him!!" I see Marcus in pain but ready for action and some revenge on his former captor.

16:31 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: I am laying in my own pool of sweat and blood. My left leg useless, being expertly sliced into. But I know that I can't let up. Fighting the pain and surveying the action around us. This is the battlefield, and there are more to our lives that are at stakes here. The Chara Clan is dangerous and we need to stop him. There is no time to lay on the ground, Marcus! You need to do something now! I tell myself as I drag myself onto my back, looking up to see the quick, athletic agent going toe to toe with Sabian. I don't know where he learned to fight like this but he is impressive, and I am more than happy to help, "on it!" I yell out when he yells for me to restrain this bastard, and I do, lifting my muscular arm around his neck as he falls, grabbing him onto my chest…

16:32 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: Sweat pouring down my muscles as I lock my other arm around his neck, holding on tight, squeezing hard, flexing against his windpipe. "Got you, you bastard!!" I grunt, trying to put the big tattooed Clan leader out with my pure super soldier strength!

16:37 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: The hard blade of my elbow connects with a delicious CRUNCHHH to my soon-to-be-claimed concubine. I feel the spray of his blood on my neck, and I long to taste it. He crumples behind and beneath me, as all men ultimately must. But, even as I prepare to stride forward, my property has the audacity to strike! His boots slam into the back of my knees, and I, I, the CHARA, am ingloriously forced to fall forward to the rumbling floor of the carriage as though I were some common piece of street trash.

16:38 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: But the indignities, the humiliations grow even more!!! This piece of discarded waste, this used up tool, dares to sully my august and hallowed body by wrapping my neck up in his substantial and thickly muscled bicep. Pulling me onto his chest like I have done to so many of my concubines. He is not worthy. He is no longer of The Chara. He has been discarded. He will learn his place.

16:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: Suddenly, I feel a burst of pressure against my neck, and I gasp. My vision starts to cloud, but I do not hesitate. I am THE CHARA. My left hand reaches back, and stabs down, my tattooed muscle flowing, rippling, driving with savage grace, to sink my blade deep into the right bicep of this foolish discard who seeks to desecrate my body with his unworthy touch. With uncanny accuracy, the blade sinks into the thick meat of his inferior super soldier muscle, snapping the thick corded bundles of his bicep with my heavy force, crippling his right arm, instantly loosening the pressure.

16:43 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I twist in place with deadly grace, and bring my side arm to bear, placing the barrel of my gun against his muscled lats on his left side, then I pull the trigger, and snarl with savage delight as the bullet traces a path of destruction through even his super soldier flesh, my position chosen with accuracy and precision, angled upwards through the thick mass of his muscle to unleash maximum, crippling power up and down his entire left side.

16:44 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I kip up to my feet, rage and disgust sparkling in my eyes at being accosted by so unworthy a foe, my knife, dripping with his blood, my gun, smoking from the round unleashed into his muscle, seeking new challenges. Where is my property?

16:52 Gregor: I feast on the weakling soldier's flesh...man flesh has such a divine taste to it. The soft tissues and organs feed an inner dark animal instinct that fuels my rage, power and lust. I roar out my victorious growl as the last of the men lay wasted and unrecognizable as anything but marred flesh. Then I hear it...my ears turn....I hear my master, yelling his battle cry...I hear a burst of metal on the side of the train and my precious Nicole, my man lover, scream. I stand and turn, my massive beast quads burst with a hellish might that propels me fast up down the length of the train holding the car of the weapon. The hatch is torn off...some man or myth of might is here. I hear my Blade...I look over the side. He clinches to the side of the train with his blades anchoring him. He ways at me and curses in anger telling me to get inside to our master.

16:54 Gregor: My maw bloodied with my recent meal, I lean down and tear the hatch open further, as my claws shed the metal roof so that I may enter. The roof shreds like paper and I drop my giant 7'0" 400 plus pound frame in the room. My master stood over his quarry, as I expected nothing less from him. I see the marked one in the corner armed and flexed....my master will be pleased he is back. The worthless enhanced human is crippled on the floor.

16:57 Gregor: Then I see my worthy prey...the hero, the man , the legend....Captain America. Instantly I reach out and rip his shield from his unknowing hands and fling it with an unearthly might across the room. I lean back then and kick with all my mass and might, sending the original super soldier into the train wall right next the opening he created with my blade's body. I flex my whole bearing at him as my massive beast muscled body swells up. "I am GREGOR, hear my roar and feel my might!"

17:01 Captain_America: The blade-wielder has been neutralized, the blood from his thirsty blade running in rivulets down my strong right arm, but it is of no moment. Of greater concern, far greater is the peril of my friend, Marcus, and the man whom I love,David. I turn and begin to step towards Sabian, as his gun goes off with a loud bang while pressed against the muscled side of my naked friend, Marcus Cross. I feel sickened by Sabian's brutality.

17:02 Captain_America: My handsome, strong David is working his way up to his feet, together we will subdue Sabian. I pray and hope that Marcus can survive Sabian's sickening strike. But before I can take more than a single step, there is savage BOOOOOOOM and a heavy rending sound above me.

17:06 Captain_America: What new threat is this? Suddenly, a massive bear-man drops to the floor in front of me. I am in awe and shock... Such size, such power, this must be the creature that David warned me about. Still, I do not hesitate, but charge forward, my shield raised to strike, but his speed and might is unlike any foe I have ever faced. Never before has any opponent torn my iconic shield from my left arm, but this bear manages it with seeming ease. My eyes widen in shock at his sheer muscle and power. My left arm stinging in pain from the bear's strike, I strive to reset my guard, and reach for my sidearm, but then his enormous bear foot smashes into the very centre of my red, white, and blue battle armour, his claws rending a gash in the white star of freedom so proudly displayed on my chest. I feel as though I have been hit by a train, and my 250 pounds of heavy, super soldier muscle crunches into the side of the carriage, next to the hole where I ejected the blade wielder.

17:09 Captain_America: I gasp in deep agony at the unbelievable power of that impact, my bones aching, the wind blasted out of my lungs. The abused metal of the side of the carriage tears wider, doubling the size of the hole, but my well-honed battle-trained instincts react like a flash of lightning, grabbing the edge of the tear in my fingers. My heavy body flops in the wind, and I coil my legs, pressing off the side of the carriage, returning me to the fight. So much is at stake here, so many lives, my David, my friend Marcus, no matter the might of this bear, I will not allow him to prevail. NEVER! My veins fire with renewed power, my super soldier muscle explodes, and I fly like a spear, my shoulder driving heavy and relentless deep into the bear's belly like a thunderbolt of the gods.

17:20 Agent_David_Kingston: Marcus with a precious move and super soldier strength grabs the large body of Sabian and pulls him with ease into a secured position. I hear the metal of the car give way and look up to see Cap...my man...launching that sword-baring bitch out the side of the car. One down, and one to go. I grab the cage bar again as I get up. I give a nod to Cap who protectively looks my way...in a millisecond a moment is shared like that on the sparring mats...the feelings, they are still there...David. I turn to Sabian in the clutches of Marcus. Sabian wastes no time driving his blade into Marcus' arm. North Fist cries out as any man would have fainted easily from the pain. I go lurch forward as I see the blade go in deep to Marcus' flex super soldier bicep and almost cut the power cord, per say, on his arm. Sabian is up and twisting. I come at him only to receive this hard combat boot to my chest.

17:23 Agent_David_Kingston: His powerful quad sends his foot echoing into my chest and I small on the wall...being what appears to the only now enhanced human in the room. I cough out then I hear it...the roof...I see the claws...its that fucking beast. My shoulder aches as I feel his bite. His massive monster body drops in the room and I see him man handle Cap....shit noooooooo! I get up now baring two of the cage bars, but then I hear gun go off....I turn and see Marcus shot...."NO!" I call out as I turn and leap on Sabian's back and pound down like a drum with the two cage bars on his shoulders and neck sending his thick body to the floor under me.

17:26 Gregor: I roar at the super soldier then I turn to see my master, he has been knocked down by the marked one. I growl taking some steps forward to pull the little man from my master. But I stopped in my tracks as "the hero" recovered fast...he is a worthy opponent. His hard large muscular shoulder buries itself deep into my cement hard ab wall, my large grizzly sized bear man body is launched back into the crates, shelves and equipment behind me. I crash into the wall and items which instantly crumble down on me covering me. A man would be crushed under such weight but I am no man.

17:32 Gregor: I roar and thrash, tearing through the crates and debris. I begin to toss heavy pieces at the hero. The hero has his shield again, and he deflects and shatters my onslaught of rubble. I stand pulling the large steel 3 foot diameter steel support beam from the wall, and with the might of a god, I batter up and slam my steel beam into his shield with breaks instantly on impact. I look to the hero then the shield...ah this is the priceless metal my Nicole referred to. I then run with my full might and collide with the captain, my force knocks him through the hole on the train. I gruff out knowing he will be back. I turn and march hard on my haunches and grab the wounded worthless super soldier by the ankle, and in an easy motion I spin launching him across the room, crashing through the wall into the next car.

17:39 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I swivel, seeking my concubine to be, when I hear the mighty roar of Gregor, my beloved bear-man crashing like a titan on the floor to face the heroic Captain America. I smile wide enough to split my face in two. Now, all was well. Gregor would deliver to me the highest prize, the ultimate man, Captain America! But suddenly, even as I watched, spellbound the mighty struggle between Gregor and the original super soldier, I felt a heavy weight smash into my back, and two mighty blows descended upon the thick, heavy muscle of my lats and neck.

17:42 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: ARGHHHHHH!! Yes!!! DELIGHT AND JOY. Such a spirit in my property, I will feast on the defiance in his soul, even as I am driven down to the floor beside Marcus. Pain, ripping, tearing, resonating through the heavy muscle of my lats. But I am THE CHARA!!! I plant my boots on the floor, and heave up with a mighty flex of my powerful legs and core muscles, to disrupt my prized possesion's balance. He is flung to my side, and I roll, as inexorably as the tide atop him. I pin his biceps with my knees, and grin down into his face. "You have such spirit, my beloved. You will be the second most valuable prize in my harem, after Steve Rogers of course." Then, with a flip, I grab the barrel of my sidearm, and pistol whip my possession full across his handsome jaw, delighting in the deep blue of his eyes as I do so.

17:47 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: Just when I thought I had the Chara leader in my clutch. Just when I thought I could save the day once and for all. I know I am a second away from choking this bastard out, when I feel a sharp pain on my bicep. I scream through my lungs when the pain explodes on my arm. I have never felt something quite like that before. My arm falling limp, useless right away. I didn't even have time to comprehend what just happened, my eyes tearing up from the pain, when Sabian fires his gun against my lats. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH instantly crippling my entire left side with that shot. My face contorting in pain, reeling in the horror of what just happened. I lay there, blood rolling down my body. This can't be... this can't be happening. This can't be my... before I could even finish my thoughts, the bear bursts into the scene. No, the odds are stacking up against us. I watch as he is seemingly overpowering Cap. The mighty Cap. I want to help. But I can't move. I can't move an inch of my body. Though…

17:50 Marcus_Cross_the_North_Fist: it doesn't stop me from trying. I need to get up. I need to get up and help Cap. I try to push up. I need to get... ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH with lightning quickness, and incredible power, my body gets tossed. With such incredible force behind it, shooting out of the car like a projectile, and into the next. My body bounces a few times before coming to a stop. Unmoving besides some occasional twitches.

17:56 Captain_America: My heavy shoulder smashes like a battering ram, a thunderbolt into the hard, unbelievably muscled torso of this massive mighty bearman. But such is my speed and power, I knock his hefty weight back into the racks of equipment behind us. I drop to the floor, and there is my shield! I swipe it up with a practiced ease, once more attached to my unyielding left arm.

17:57 Captain_America: And just in time, for suddenly that beast begins pelting me with debris, broken chunks of steel and equipment from the shattered remains of the storage shelves and crates I smashed him into. Each one is easily deflected with a quick flick of my shield, my muscles and reflexes reacting with split-second precision and focus.

18:00 Captain_America: I stand in awe as the beast tears free one of the support beams from the structure of the carriage itself, wielding it like some mighty, primordial club. But even it shatters against the marred vibranium of my trusty shield, the impact absorbed perfectly. But, before I can charge forward to level him again, he charges at me. Such power, such momentum, such might he smashes full into my shield and my body, again with extraordinary force that no matter how hard I try to brace, cannot be stopped. I am flung once more towards the abyss.

18:05 Captain_America: Once more, my lightning fast reflexes save me. I trained hard, and with extreme dedication to be able to rise to moments such as these. My power, my might, is as much a product of my training and skill as it is the enhanced strength and power of my body. Both work in perfect harmony. I grab a hold of a bolt hole in the floor before I am swept off the train. My heavy, hard-muscled biceps swell with enormous power, threatening to burst the seams of my uniform, to haul me back into the train as the bear-man sends Marcus spinning through the air to smash into another car. But that is the break I need. I pray that Marcus lives, but I can't go to his aid until the threat of this bear is dealt with.

18:07 Captain_America: I plant my boots on the edge of the torn train car, and leap full across the breadth of the carriage, slamming like a hammer of justice on the back of this overpowered freak of nature. I wrap my mighty arm around the vast girth of his neck, and clasp my elbows together around his throat, driving the mighty power of Captain America into his neck and windpipe to subdue him. With savage kicks of my boots, I smash hard into the backs of his knees to force him down so I might teach him the true meaning of my power.

18:26 Agent_David_Kingston: The bars sink down hard into your thick muscular shoulders and back. Your body collapses under me. I flex my arms hard and pull the bars up high to bring in what I hope is a death giving blow. But your rocket up like the powerhouse I have seen you to be. I fly back off your muscular hard body. I will say it is impressive. I hit the floor hard and instantly go to battle up as I try to sit up but you are on me fast. Pinning me under you thick hardened powerful quads. My arms rendered useless. I buck and kick up. Then you give me your sickening monologue and then I see you pull your pistol and send it down on my jaw...shit this is gonna hurt. Your pistol whip rakes my jaw and I spit out blood. I thrust my hips up hard attempting to dislodge you. Then I see the bear man send Cap flying out the gaping hole in the side of the train car...NO!!

18:32 Agent_David_Kingston: I grunt and rage as my man the Cap is tossed out the car. I turn back at Sabian and thrust my hips again, rocking Sabian forward some, as I twist underneath him before he can pistol whip me again. I get my one arm free and pull a major cheap shot and give a solid fist blow to his manhood which we both hear crunch. You buckle to the side and I roll fully out from you. I get to my feet seeing the bear come my way, who just grabs Marcus by the ankle and flings him through the wall effortlessly. The bear stares at me....I am his new prey...fuck. Before he gets his paws to me Cap bursts through the hole in the side of the car, I pant out relief as see he is ok. He jumps on the back of the bear with heroic might. I smile watching him work as I turn my attention back to Sabian, the root of all this evil.

15:20 Gregor: I watch the puny captive super soldier’s body fling across the room. His hard muscled body crashed through the wall and into the next car almost. His body dangles there looking broken, bloodied and worthless like the welp he is. I snort and I have a strong desire to feast on his flesh....it would taste so delicious...solid man flesh not like those weakling soldiers I just finished off. I hear my master grunt out and turn to see him knocked down my lucky shot of the marked one. I growl and step forward, towards the little agent. He might be marked but today might be his ending. Before I can reach out against him, a massive weight hits my back....large thick sturdy arms clasp my flexing beast neck...cough as the air cut off from my lungs....then WHAM my knees buckle and drop hard with echoing thud.....the mighty Captain is back...I gruffly grin...ah a real challenge.

15:24 Gregor: As I hit on my knees, I cough again as the air is being strangled from me, both of my large tree trunk arms come up and with my steel claws out grasp at the Captain’s forearm and pull, meanwhile I lean forward and then throw the both of us back hard on the train car floor. My 400 plus pounds hammers down your smaller super soldier body like the weight of an entire building, I feel your body cave and crush in. Your arms loosen some and I get one of your wrists in my maw and I bite down hard digging into your flesh.

15:29 Captain_America: My mighty arms are locked tightly around this bear beast's throat, my huge biceps flaring into full power, determined to choke this creature out before he could do further harm. He would feel my full power. He falls to his knees, and with another grunt, I redouble my efforts, I can feel his awesomely muscled bear flesh begin to give before my super soldier hero muscle. But then, suddenly he seizes my right forearm, bends forwards, then throws himself back.

15:32 Captain_America: My hefty 250 pounds of thick, dense, super soldier muscle is smashed with brutal force into the floor of the train. There is a screech of protesting metal, as the floor buckles beneath the impact, causing the whole carriage to rock, but the steel girders framing the floor hold, and 400 pounds of massive bear beast crunches full into my body, my heavy muscle, my broad, mighty chest, my ribs are compacted to a savage degree, sending a supernova of pain knifing through my core and driving the wind out of my lungs. My grip loosens, and even as I am trying to get wind back to my abused lungs, something terrible and sharp crunches into my right wrist. I scream in pain. This monster... this beast... has bit me, and his teeth have sunk deep into my wrist.

15:35 Captain_America: With a grim determination, realizing fully how much is at stake, I focus through the agony and pain assaulting my heavy, heroic muscle. I plant my left boot firmly on the floor of the swaying train carriage, then, I pull my left arm free, with my shield still attached to my forearm, and heave up on my left side, forcing my abused and aching muscles to obey. I will not back down. Nor will I quit. Never. David needs me. The men we brought with us need me. Marcus needs me.

15:37 Captain_America: With an explosion of sheer muscle, I lever my body up, and flip the huge bear beast off my back, onto his front, with me rolling on top of him, my savagely mauled and bleeding right wrist torn free of his teeth, dripping blood onto the floor of the train. But, now, I have his back, and he is beneath me. I raise my mighty shield up high over my head in my left arm, and slam it down with brutal force, aiming the rim directly at the base of his bear neck, looking to send a shockwave of paralyzing pain through this beast's body.

15:21 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I raise my hand to send my concubine-to-be into the land of sweet dreams with a final blow of my pistol, but he has the delightful audacity to buck just then, and throw me forward, off balance. I raise my hand with power and grace to halt my fall when my eyes open wide, and the sweet, sharp, twisting pain of a heavy blow to my most magnificent crown jewels knifes deep through my core. I gasp, and crumple off to the side, barely aware as Gregor seizes the Canadian whom I no longer need, and throws his super soldier muscle into the next car. I gasp again, fighting against that most debilitating of all agonies registering the sight of the mighty Captain America as my new super soldier assaults my Bear brazenly trying to choke him. But I have no time to lay here lolligagging.

15:25 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I growl, deep in my throat, and twist suddenly, in rhythm and concert with the agony of my manhood. For I am The Chara, and I dance with pain. I heave up,my boots propelling me with power off the floor of the train, driving my heavy, tattooed muscled shoulder deep into my unclaimed-concubine's athletic core with a shout of power, "THE CHARA!"

15:33 Gregor: The mighty Captain is crushed beneath my might and girth. My maw digs into his steel hardened wrist, his flesh tastes divine. Such power, such might...such worthiness of Gregor. We tussle hard as I smash him under me more, crushing him into the metal floor. But he will not go down easily. With an impressive feat of strength, unlike any mortal man I have encountered, He leverages up and flips us. I roar out as my chest hits the steel floor. His wrist free. I plant my feet and begin to lean up to turn and destroy this heroic nuisance now. When suddenly I feel that fucking shield clobber my neck and my thick massive bear body gives out as I hit the floor again, with the mighty man on my back.

15:40 Gregor: I am filled with rage now...but my neck is screaming in pain...I feel broken neck bone...but my cursed form will heal. With deep animalistic fire I roar out and burst with an unnatural energy from the floor, as I leap to all fours and again roll, slamming the Captain underneath my full 400 plus pound frame. I feel his super soldier body crushed again. But this time I roll over fast and grasp his neck with both my oversized paws. My steel claws are fully shown as I grasp his neck hard, this would shatter a normal man's neck but hi is no mere man. I stand up with him, then ram him into the closest wall....once, twice....three....now four times. He leaves a body impression in the wall. I lean forward right into his face as he grunts some from the slamming pain. "I will feast on your flesh....after all you are just a man." I say as I lick his cheek with my long tongue.

15:42 Gregor: I pull him off the wall then, as with all my force I hurl his 250lb muscle hard battle forged body through the roof opening I made. I snort out as I see my master over with his treasure. I have no time for that, this "superman" will my full wraith. It is a good fight and it is a good day for him to die. I roar loudly in the car then my quads flex with mighty force as they swell out in pure power and I launch myself up and out onto the roof.

15:55 Agent_David_Kingston: Sabian is no mere man, he is powerful, intelligent and cunning. So I am not surprised that even a hard blow to his massive manhood will not slow him down. His large shoulder drives into me, and I cough out loud as the air is pushed from me. But this time I am not letting this bastard win. I again go for his vulnerable spot and I knee his balls harder this time. Sending him down, but I am ready as I pulled out my set of reinforced titanium handcuffs, as my large enemy hits the floor, I slide to his side pulling one of his large muscular arms and engage one cuff, then in a rolling motion I pull him around to his back as he seeks to nurse his balls and I whip the second cuff on his secondary wrist. I push off his massive iron muscled back and knock him face first to the ground.

15:58 Agent_David_Kingston: As I turn around I see the Cap slammed into the wall by the bear beast over and over. I go to draw my side arm but it's gone. I frantically look for something, anything...then in the moment I turn again see the Cap tossed to the roof and the bear roaring out. "Oh Fuck...." I mutter, then the beast launches himself to the roof. With Sabian down, I have to get to Cap. My heart is pounding for him. I see Sabian's pistol that marked my jaw with a good long cut. I grab it then head to the open side of the car to find my way to the roof. Please let me get there in time to help my Cap....the man I love.

16:01 Captain_America: I feel a powerful crunch as my mighty shield smashes full into the neck of this Bear creature. That will finish him for certain. I glance over quickly, and catch sight of David smashing that arrogant Sabian Kizer in his private parts to great effect. David can handle himself. I have every faith and trust in the man I love.

16:06 Captain_America: But suddenly, the Bear-man beneath me roars and with an awesome strength he rears up on all four limbs, and flings my hard, steel-strong hero muscle smashing back to the floor. I gasp as once again his 400 pounds of brutal, animalistic mass smash into my muscle, crunching it deep into the floor. Pain erupts again, searing my nerves and brain, and once more robbing me of wind and breath. I am deeply stunned, unable to shake this attack off so quickly as the first, my reserves depleted. I groan as the Bear rolls off me, and before I can so much as move, he seizes my neck, causing me to gasp, my wounded right hand, blood dripping from my wrist flailing uselessly at his massive paw as I am crushed and lifted at the same time, hot white spots of pain dancing in front of my eyes, and my heavy, thick steel column of a neck is taken near it's breaking point. Were I any other man, I would be dead. But I endure.

16:08 Captain_America: Barely in the land of consciousness, fighting hard to stay focused, to come up with some escape, I am smashed over and over into the wall, denting the steel, each blow dazing me further. The foul creature gets right in my face, and threatens to feast on my flesh as he licks my face. I feel a surge of disgust well up within me, despite the savage pain assaulting me from all over my battered body.

16:12 Captain_America: Suddenly, as though I were nothing but a rag doll, I am hurled up through the gaping hole in the roof, and land heavily onto the roof, rolling, and tumbling towards the edge, desperately, fighting through the searing agony, I catch the edge with my left hand, my trusty shield still held firmly on my left arm. Everything is pain, my bones and body battered within an inch of their limits, even for a super soldier such as me. But I will not quit. Too much depends on us. David needs me. Marcus needs me. The troops need me. I WILL NOT FAIL!!! With a sudden heroic surge of my powerful left arm, I heave myself up back onto the train, flipping head over heels to land in a three point stance on the middle of the roof.

16:14 Captain_America: Chest heaving, eyes flashing fire and determination, I catch the sight of the enormous bear beast leaping up through the hole, and I do not hesitate. I fling my shield with every ounce of power and muscle I possess, my hard core, my powerful left arm flexing and surging with super soldier might.

16:16 Captain_America: My shield flies true and smashes the massive mighty bear directly between his eyes with a savage CLANNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG as it rebounds back to my left arm. I roar, "What passed before was just the warm up, bear. Now it's time for the main event!"

16:26 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: My heavy shoulder drives with grace and power deep into my property's athletic core, but what treachery is this?? Once again, he seeks the cheap way out, his knee driving savagely into my already wounded manhood. The pain this time is ten times amplified, and does not wish to dance with me just now. Ignobly, I am forced to my knees, crumpling to my side, my dignity stripped from me as I nurse the throbbing novas of recalcitrant agony knifing in my groin. I am only dimly aware as the Captain and the Bear travel up to the roof. Then, I gasp, and sheer rage burns white hot inside me as my unclaimed lover has the audacity, the arrogance to cuff me... ME... THE CHARA... He will pay. He will pay such a price as he has no hope to afford.

16:27 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I am thrown down, made low, my face shoved to the dirty floor as he races past me, out the door, no doubt to check on his precious Captain. Rage burns in me, white hot, laced with ice. I roll over onto my back, near a jagged protrusion of sharp steel, a consequence of the Captain and the Bear's titanic struggle. Growling, and cursing, I shove my hands against this sharpened jag of steel, and brace my boots, I throw all my power into a mighty thrust as I flex every muscle in my strong, tattooed body. I am THE CHARA. I AM STRONG. I WILL NOT BE CONQUERED. And then... the chain gives way with a snap.

16:30 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: I grin, and leap to my feet, the two cuffs attached to my wrists, with lengths of dangling chain. I am THE CHARA, and I WILL NOT BE CHAINED EVER AGAIN. I race through the door, and fling myself on the ladder, floating up to the top of the train with deadly speed and grace. There, standing to watch the battle between the Bear and the Captain is my disobedient concubine, with his back to me! I spin gracefully, like a ballet dancer, feeling the currents, the wind, the snow, all a part of the song of violence, as I crash the steel ring surrounding my wrist into the side of his unsuspecting head.

16:37 Gregor: I burst to the roof with the power and might like that of a god. I roar out into the wind and air. I hear the mighty hero behind, and I spin to face him with my maw open wide showing my blood stained teeth from his fellow comrades. His blood will soon join their stain. My arms out wide flexed and hard, larger than his iron clad legs. But with lightning speed his shield flings in with a vengeance and crashes into my maw, crushing in between my eyes. Instantly my sight goes from the knock....a rich burst of bear blood sprays out. I do not scream or whimper, I roar even when in pain. I fall forward to my knees, clenching my maw as blood pours out. I hear a worthless threat and in my kneeling position I grab the rooftop below me and rip a large piece from it easily and return the gesture as I fling it hard in your direction. Though my sight is temporarily gone, I can smell and hear your exact location.

16:38 Gregor: I flail the metal piece at you violently as I go to stand. I sense another has come on the roof...the marked one. Then I sense, ah yes....my master is here. His presence empowers me as I go to stand. Then I hear my master strike the marked one...yes Chara will win here today.

16:45 Agent_David_Kingston: The air is frigid, fuck this is a harsh environment. I clamber to roof, as I hear the bear beast roar out. My heart in a panic, I know Cap can take care of himself, but a heart in love worries. As I peer over the edge to assess the situation I see Cap fling his shield with the power only he can wield and the bear man drops, blood flying out as he roars. "Yes!!!" I cheer out in sheer joy over my man, well the man I love, and the success of the mission with Sabian cuffed now, the bear down. We have done it. I get to the roof and the bear still has fight in him. He tears the roof like paper, and I pull the Sabian's side arm, I aim perfectly at the bear's head. My finger on the trigger. The bear throws the metal at Cap and I go to squeeze the trigger then............WHAM my temple is struck hard...."SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT," I call out as I go down to the roof of the train, my head bleeding, I roll and kick hard at my attackers knees, shocked to see Sabian there.

16:46 Agent_David_Kingston: I grab my head, trying to clamber back away from Sabian and avoid the bear. Fuck this went from good to bad...real fast.

16:53 Captain_America: I raise my shield, and bat aside the ripped strip of metal effortlessly. I advance, "Time to muzzle the bear!" I surge forward, marshalling all my heroic strength. I drive my left arm, with my trusty shield down low, driving my shield with a heavy blow into his belly. Then, with a supreme effort, my teeth gritted with agony, I force my wounded right hand to open, then seize a huge tuft of the Bear's fur right at the base of his neck. Then, every single muscle in my body turns harder than steel, my left arm flexing so powerfully it threatens to burst out of my battle uniform. I squat low for a moment, pulling the bear down on top of me, using my shield to balance his lower half, then suddenly, with a roar, my enormous quads, coiled with power, smoothly rise up, their superhero might unstoppable as I lift the massive 400 pound bear easily straight up over my head.

16:55 Captain_America: The cold wind and snow is whipping around us, as I turn, and with a roar of sheer might, I smash the bear down through the roof, the impact so savage, I create a second hole in the top of the train, as the bear's body crunches with a sickening THUDDDDD on the floor of the train below. I turn, my chest heaving, blood dripping from my wounded right hand, the bear is vanquished. Then, with a gasp and a shock, I see the predicament of my beloved David, I gather myself to rush to his aid.

17:02 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: My concubine-to-be collapses with his sweet, red blood pouring down the side of his head. Yes.... ah yes.... this is sweet. I scream into the wind "THE CHARA!!" as I nimbly sidestep his clumsy kick, snatching my hard muscled right arm forward to seize the ankle of the foot that dared seek to harm me, The Chara. I heave, my hard-muscled body that knows only conquest and victory rippling with sheer power, as I twist and fling my disobedient, rebellious subject off the side of the train car, to dangle at my whim, held only by my grip on his ankle, his athletic body bouncing off the side of the car, the rushing snowy landscape flashing by beneath him. If I chose I could release him, and delight in his death. He has earned it. I must consider his fate carefully. He is mine to do with as I please, this has been truth since my Bear marked him. Suddenly, there is a mighty crash, and I turn a look of shock on my features, as I see my precious, beloved Gregor thrown down.

17:06 Sabian_Kizer_leader_of_The_Chara_Clan: Hurled like a common beast through the roof by the might and power of Captain America!

17:38 Gregor: The roof piece flings out from my hand soaring to that mighty hero, his end is near. Then I hear the cocking of a gun...that wretched marked one...I turn to end him but then I am bolted and jolted hard by the hero's hard muscled titan body. His shield collides with my hard torso and rocks me back with a deep hitting blow. I roar out as his attack continues. He grabs my furred neck and then using that shield he picks me...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO this is not possible. I roar out loud, swatting the air...who is this hero. Suddenly CRASH...my body is slammed through the roof....I feel my mind go dark....my limp body hits the train car floor.

17:42 Agent_David_Kingston: My head is spinning, and I miss Sabain's knees totally. Fuck....the bastard grabs my ankle and jerks me up like a rag. This sick villain has to be juicing on the super soldier serum. I grunt out kicking and squirming to get free. Then I look from my upside down position and I see my Cap yank the massive bear body up and slam him through the train...my heart rings out in admiration and pure love over that hero man. Then my heart sinks as Sabian holds me over the edge of the train. "You can kill me you fucking bastard.....but you will never win...and freedom will prevail...you hear me!!!" I say screaming at Sabian.

17:54 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: That arrogant Captain America tossed me out the side of the train, but I am not so easily beaten. I fly down the side of the train and dig my swords into the hull which stops me. I will have my vengeance. I work myself up to the roof. I hear men behind me on the back of the train. Ironclad's elite soldiers. Perfect, my blades are thirsty. I charge back at the men I see who are planting charges. I jump from the train roof into the air like a super charged bat out hell. The serum we extracted from Marcus Cross is working perfectly in my well trained Red Fist body. These helpless fools are no match for me. My blades sing in the cold winter air as I come down on them. I drive one blade into each of them. Spearing them through their weak hearts. Their bodies are instantly rendered useless as life leaves them.

17:56 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I twist my blades in their chest, shredding their hearts. I take no prisoners and I show no mercy. I pant out as it feels good to see them bleed out on the roof, their blood cooling instantly but giving me a sick satisfaction that my master will be pleased. I hear Gregor roar...he is in pain. I turn quickly and run in that direction. These infidels will pain the price of death for challenging The Chara Clan.

18:07 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: Through wind and snow the scene comes into view, as I see the mighty Captain American lift up my precious Gregor with a fierce might then slam his massive frame through the train roof. I hear my bear crash on the floor. My master has the agent whelp in his grasp, and the Captain has his attention there. My heart aches in anger and rage for the bear. I scream out, "For the greatness of CHARA!!!" I launch forward as I am fueled by my might and rage, I roll my blades in the air, one high and one low. As I come in heavy on the Captain's body, my high blade collides with this epic shield that sends sparks everywhere and makes him drop his defensive position. The low blade makes a solid contact with his rock hard obliques and lat muscles , cutting in hard slicing his flesh bringing his super soldier blood oozing from him. I landed at his side.

18:07 Nicole_Bangcoth_The_Blade: I then turn looking down at my precious Gregor, I see his chest moving....he lives....I am relieved but the Captain will not live today, I will see to that.

18:16 Captain_America: David... that maniac, that arrogant, twisted, evil Sabian has my David by the ankle, preparing to drop him to his death. NEVER! Suddenly, as I am ready to leap to save David, I hear a shout from behind me, I turn on a dime and raise my shield, and a shower of sparks rains down over my head, as I block his.... ARRRHHHHHHHHHHHHH... I gasp... the might and power of my heroic muscle suddenly feeling weak and limp. I fall to my knees, my head dropping, my chin to my chest, as I look in disbelief as the sharp, thirsty sword is pulled free from the hard, solid muscle of my left side, a bright stream of my super soldier blood flowing out of the fresh wound. I gasp, then cough, spraying more blood out of my mouth. I feel dizzy... I have never been so savagely wounded in all my days. I can't... this can't... failure is not an option.... must stay awake... must survive this. Pain throbs like an inferno in the centre of my stricken core. Must... Must... get up... must fight.

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