2015-04-25 Worlds and more collide
This scene is rated PG-13
Warning: N/A
Players: Adrea Daredevil Doctor-Strange
GMed by Daredevil
Title: Worlds and more collide

Ugh, this really -was- one of those off nights. Matt is pretty sure this had been a trap in some way. -Someone- had been expecting him, at any rate. He finds himself running across cracked rooftops and jumping across dark alleyways with more than a few cuts, bruises, fractures, and scrapes where a bullet had -almost- buried itself in his body.

It's a good thing he knows how to tune out a lot of the pain. Not all of it, mind you, but enough of it that he could get by. Yeah, this was an off night, but it's still not a complete waste…yet, anyway. He's managed to get away with some information that the criminal underworld likely doesn't want him getting away with. Thus far, anyway.

That is until there's an explosion in the building he just set foot on, causing the roof to cave in. And that's when Daredevil falls through several floors and lands with a terrible thud on the ground level. Ouch. Okay -now- this was -really- an off night.

The explosion had changed everything. At first she thought it might just be another night in Hell's Kitchen, though she had thought to herself it was a couple shots too many to be normal even for Hell's Kitchen. She starts to clutch her cloak more tightly around her, and then there's the explosion. «SHRT Dispatch, send one of my team…and dispatch Armalite's equipment, I might need him." she says. She takes a breath and sighs, gritting her teeth, «Armalite, dispatch the car to the direction of the explosion, I'll meet it a block away, give me the coordinates when you're there.» It might not be the best idea to order the robot to drive her car, but then, she was short on options right now…She started running towards the explosion, her heels clicking on the pavement.

It's not going to become a better night quickly for the Daredevil and Adrea. Any first responders are going to have a tough time approaching or even figuring out what caused the blast as the clouds begin to flash and roar with lightning, even chain and ball lightning, rarely seen.

As Matt falls the air outside the building's outer wall, just above the ground floor, begins to distort with ripples and waves as if it was great heat. But when a single gold bolt of lightning passes through it, a gateway spreads open for just an instant. The portal is open long enough to deposit a battered man with outrageous attire on the sidewalk, blood falling from the corner of his lip and his hands mangled.

An explosion in the industrial sector, and now ball lightning? Things are starting to -really- crazy here in Hell's Kitchen! The local authorities attempt to get to the scene, but find the strange weather baffling. "The hell is going on?" Some of them can be heard wondering. "I don't remember a thunderstorm being in the forecast!"

Fortunately though, the mysterious occurrence also puts a damper on the crime ring's efforts to find the thorn in their side and make -sure- he's -removed-. Speaking of that thorn, Matthew is still lying motionless on the ground floor of the building, his body bleeding and his uniform tattered beyond recognition.

It takes a few minutes for Adrea to get close to the explosion, and her car already seems to be parked on the street when she gets there. She knows better than to think it's really convenient, as she walks up to the modified Super car and opens up the hood/trunk. She looks around, before pulling up the bottom of the storage compartment to pull out her SHIELD bits. She looks around and disappears into a nearby late-night store, asking to use the restroom with her duffel bag in hand.

The cameras are mysteriously inoperable at this hour, if they were even operable to begin with, and Adrea comes out wearing what looks like sunglasses, a comm-set over her left ear, a bulletproof vest over her collared shirt, tactical pants and a large coat. The glint of metal is seen above her waist on her sides as she comes out, and she offers a salute and a 20$ bill to the store clerk, "You uh, didn't see anything." she says, making her way out into the street.

There was at least a couple of SHIELD Operatives in her unit brave enough to bring the robot to her, and Adrea hoped that the Quinjet with the outsized bodyguard would arrive soon. She goes to the car to pull out a hard drive from a hidden compartment and put it in her armored vest, making her way towards the explosion with haste.

As Adrea continues to get to the center of two separate conflicts, Matt begins to hear a voice. A male voice sounding like it's coming from the walls of the building but growing closer by the moment until it's practically in his ear. "Vigilante. You are alive and you have much work to do. Stand now and move outside or forever be lost to the coming darkness." Whispers the disembodied voice.

The clerk in the convenience store just ogles Adrea, holding the $20 bill in one hand with his jaw hanging open. "I-uh…ahem. Sure." he stammers, staring at her back as she leaves. That's certainly not something he sees every day-even in Hell's Kitchen.

Meanwhile, Matthew is jerked to his senses by a strange disembodied voice. It creeps him out, to say the least….it sounds as if whoever this is, they're coming from every direction at once. Oh, maybe it's just because he's disoriented from the blast and the fall, and all the injuries he'd already sustained beforehand. He tries to sit up, but pain shoots through is body and he groans, putting a hand over his face. Crap, the mask's gone, probably got torn up or incinerated in the blast. 'Coming darkness'? What the hell was this person blathering about? "Ughh…whoever you are…you need to get out of here…before they get here…"

Speaking of 'they'. Adrea may catch sight of a group of armed criminals going charging into the enigmatic storm. Some of them apparently aren't fazed by it. Either that, or they're just incredibly determined to get rid of this guy. This 'Daredevil' as the community has taken to calling him.

Adrea knows exactly who daredevil is, and as the criminals continue to move towards the blown in building at the storm, so does she. She continues running down the street until she jumps, a bubble forming around her with a 'freee-oooom' sound, going from high pitched to low as the Force-field becomes self-sustaining around her, pulling her up into the air as she soars towards the building. <Armalite, ETA?> she asks.

The pilot responds to her, <You know, ma'am, that people actually do fly the Quinjet for your robot, don't you? We'll be there in just a few minutes, ATC is having a shit fit.>

"I-" Stephen's invisible astral form begins, "That's going to require some assistance." He stretches his hand out to probe Matt's mind just for a name and he then says, "Several people are coming. I can only help you if you help me." Strange explains, not going into the whole routine of his code of conduct as the Sorcerer Supreme. His attention is snapped towards the sound of the technology outside. "Make up your mind quickly Matt." The voice moving from a body-less voice to an actual message directly to his head.

People are coming. Yeah, -that- much is pretty obvious. To say Matt is confused and bewildered by this …person, would be an understatement. Is he hallucinating or something? It's really starting to creep him out. He finally is able to push himself up off of the floor, grimacing in pain and leaning against a wall. "What are you talking about? I never asked you to help me-gah…" Definitely some fractured bones. "I asked you to help -yourself-…trust me, these guys aren't exactly the friendly type…" He pauses. "…what do you want me to do exactly, anyway? And how did you know my name?" Did someone just speak to him telepathically? Well whoever this was, getting someone else tangled up in the crap he deals with at night is about the -last- thing he wants.

One thing is evident though-there isn't much time left. Footsteps and shouting can be heard as the group tears into the building and is alerted to Adrea's presence with the sound from the forcefield. A couple of them split off from the main group to search for her.

Adrea lands on the roof easily, the forcefield easily taking the brunt of her speed. Her landings are always smooth. She runs forward and jumps into the gap, eyes searching through the rubble quickly, her digital sunglasses helping. She starts picking out details, while she pulls out her sidearm, getting ready for a fight, "Who's there?" She calls, "This is the Jade Fox, I'm here for SHIELD, speak up!"

«ARMALITE IS ARRIVAL in 20 seconds.» the robust voice say into her headset. «Alriight big boy, it's showtime. I hear movement on the side of the building, find a good group with the FLIR and Fastball him in, Banshee.».

The pilots responds, «<Ah, she speaks to me! I'll mark it on my calendar. Sure thing Doc.» The pilot flies around the opposite side of the building from where Adrea landed on the rooftop and lines up on one of the groups getting ready to enter the building. He makes a pass at them, shooting towards the door with the gatling turret, «Alright, pickle in Three-…twoo….have a good night Armalite!»> he says, pickling the robot off like a bomb.

The robot generates it's force-field immediately, using it's own form for an truck-sized bowling ball as it heads in for the group of assailants.

Again, only in Matt's head, just to make sure their conversation is safe and not heard by any approaching ears or wondering tech, [I can't help myself at the moment. I need you to go outside the window to your left and move the unconscious man to a safe location. I'll tell you what to do after that. Wait!] Adrea's entrance was a surprise and he quickly make's his voice known to the woman, mentally also. [You have an injured vigilante in here being pursued by a handful of armed men. You will assist him in his escape. Do not allow the pilot to put a spot light on him.] Sometimes those hover jet pilots try to be helpful like that. Not good in this case.

"What do you mean, you -can't-? Who exactly are you?" Matt is really confused right now. But there really is an unconscious person outside the window, so he doesn't balk any more. His body is protesting all over the place, but he moves toward the window anyway, searching for the person in question and upon finding them attempting to ascertain how injured they are and therefore how safe it is to actually move them.

When the AI barrels toward the assailants, they quickly open fire on it, shouting warnings to their allies. The robot isn't their primary objective though, thus they attempt to run for cover inside the building so they can continue their search for Daredevil. Fortunately, the distraction has bought Matthew and his new…acquaintance some time.

Meanwhile, the two who had been searching for Adrea find her near an upper floor after she jumped through the broken roof. One of them ducks behind cover for now, while the other lobs a small grenade at her.

Armalite hit the ground and 'slid' as one might not exactly expect the large robot to be able to do! He barreled through the group of assailants, perhaps even knocking a few of them down. The forcefield remained up as he turned, slowly standing to his full height and looking to be about the size of the Hulk, if not bigger. His voice was loud, booming, when he spoke. "PLEASE PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS, YOU HAVE TWENTY SECONDS TO COMPLY!" he booms at them. He points his forearms at them and the hands separate or fold to make way for what look like large guns in his forearms, "YOU HAVE 15 SECONDS TO COMPLY!"

Adrea can't help but snicker inside as she hears the robot outside, starting to raise hell. She raises her sidearm to take a few pot shots at the one that flees, but she doesn't miss the grenade flying towards her. It was one thing to attack the woman in the forcefield with a burst weapon, it was quite another to do so while in bad cover yourself. Adrea holds up her left arm towards the grenade, thinking quickly in it's direction. A mathematical equation, a single willful thought as the grenade sailed towards her, and her forcefield pulsed, releasing a wave of kinetic energy in the direction of the grenade, sending it back in the direction it came from.

Doing what he can, using his words and not the magic he's currently struggling to maintain at the moment, Stephen is doing his best to not break his code. Thankful that Adrea's co-worker-bot has showed up just in time and is distracting the correct people, the mage is free follow up on his own promise to Matt. The non-corporeal form of Doctor Strange begins to give Matt some added benefits by doing what he can to coax the vigilante's body back to its former, non injured state. He doesn't try to communicate with Adrea again and allows the Shield woman to do her work.

Matthew pulls off a glove and puts a hand on the unconscious man's back, running it down the length of his body and listening to it. Quickly he determines the hasn't sustained any injuries that would make moving him dangerous to his life. If he does notice that his clothing is rather oddly shaped, he pays it no mind-there are more important matters to attend to. Like getting out of here before his time runs out. Despite his own injuries, he grabs the man under the forearms and hefts him up, doing his best to pull him away from the building. He heads toward a alleyway nearby-there's some decent cover there, maybe he can slip into a neighboring structure. It's a good thing his attackers are pretty well and distracted right now…

Adrea's deflection of the grenade is super effective! It flies back toward whence it came, exploding instead on its original wielder and his partner. They yelp and fall to the ground, bloodied and unconscious-or perhaps dead. Meanwhile, the crime syndicate, or whoever they are, realize that their weapons appear to be ineffective against the giant robot. Shouting into their radios, they start to fall back…

That's when Armalite is blasted head on with a jet of icy air-frigid enough to cause metal to become brittle and fragile. Then comes what looks like a giant, very pointy icicle headed the robot's way. It's starting to get awfully cold in here, as if winter had come early to this particular building. Who's doing this? Why it can't possibly be that innocuous-looking young man standing right in front of Armalite, who must only be barely out of his teens?

Armalite turns and bellows as his Forcefield goes from semi-solid to solid to attempt to block out the cold. The robot doesn't need to breathe like Adrea does, so it can make it's forcefield completely solid when it needs to. It hunches down, growing a little shorter, "A CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED!" it bellows. Music starts playing from speakers…somewhere on Armalite, not even from where his voice is coming from. The Robot stands it's full height again, with it's defenses up, and starts blasting sphere shaped bursts of kinetic force in front of it, releasing it's force-field all at once to create 360 degrees of semi-truck running into things force around it. The force-field rematerializes after a few moments before it bellows, "YOU ARE ASKED TO CEASE AND DESIST HUMAN."

Adrea rushes past the assailants who she bagged, looking for a door so she can head out and join Armalite. She's having a conversation with the robot, who, in spite of his icy shoulders is making some fuss about finding a worthy opponent while Adrea calls him a moron.

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