Thread: Defiance (Marvel) Lady/Fox

i'll make sure you get one... actually, here, take this one, i'll pick up my spare upstairs. he promised, handing her the gun and the extra clips that went with it. he studied James face before a sly grin slipped onto his lips. there was life there after all, hidden well from idiots who didn't know how to look. but Grant knew how to look, had seen the look in James eyes hundreds of thousands of times from the Faustes victims. part of them still rebelling and fighting back. just like Kara. Good. i have some people out there who can give them a hand. he admitted. they're specialists. one is a doctor who will help them understand what happened wasn't their fualt and the others are hackers who will, hopefully, be able to find them someone to stay with while they get back on their feet. for those that choose to accept the help. he admitted. most did, but some where so freaked out they just left and holed up to try and fix themselves on their own. hey, stop! one of Grant's 'guards' ordered, moving to stop James but a single wave of Grant's hand and the man settled back into place, it was too late to save the man anyway, already slowly bleeding out. he moved over to the man, his head tilted curiously. fuck. this is the man that trained the black widows? he asked, looking rather disgusted. should have shot him in the leg or something... he grumbled, kicking the downed body. i'll have to take a picture of him and post it online for the other widows to find. he admitted. come on. he offered to James. leave him to die there, no one will help him, right? he demanded of the room. no one moved save for a few of the more deeply trained ones who shook their heads a little. here, wipe that off, you don't want to get blood everywhere. Grant said, handing James a handkerchief. now then. we'll go, one by one. he stated. we'll start with this one. Leave, join or die? he demanded of one of the remaining bigwigs. Hydra will make you suffer for this. Hydra is dead. Grant stated simply. i'm killing it myself. he admitted, shooting the man before moving on. of the thirty people, two of the grunts chose to die, 'truly loyal' disgusting freaks. sixteen chose to go back to family or friends and find a doctor of their own and the rest happily joined Grant in the death and destruction of Hydra. and now you. he stated, looking at James. leave or stay? he offered. i won't bother worrying about killing you, don't think i could but we both know your no loyalist. he admitted. i'm going to assume Lexi will choose the same as you. he admitted. Those of you who are leaving, please go up and out the back. we have a team of specialists waiting for you to help you find friends, family, or a place to live. if you do not need the help feel free to leave however you please. be careful out there. Alex urged the people as they started getting to their feet, stepping over the various dead bodies, several of them kicking them on the way. honestly, i can't believe there wasn't a coup like this before. Grant admitted, wrinkling his nose. the bigwigs are morons and the grunts are barely loyal. these are the people that nearly took down shield. no wonder shield sucks.