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The Devil & The Hunters [Post #1]
The Devil & The Hunters

Two people taken, five mount a rescue mission. They plan it out meticulously but like always they run into a few unexpected glitches. Jenna and Kate branch off to take out the guards, draw them away from Benji, Sam and Gabe. What they didn’t anticipate was one of them being Clint Barton. After running into him, Kate gets shot by him, and Jenna takes him out.

The boys go in but are met with an unknown girl who directs them to go get Bucky first, and that she will go get Carol. After a few tense minutes of convincing them, Benji finally agrees and they go get Bucky and find another prisoner along the way, Jamie Madrox.

In response to that, Bucky tries to kill him. It’s only due to Benji realising that this man isn’t Steven that Jamie is still breathing. The latter is rather helpful in locating Steven Lang after they remove his collar. The boys round him up

Meanwhile the unknown girl goes to Carol, coming prepared with water, painkillers, an enhance self healing tonic, brush, makeup and new clothes. Carol is grateful that it isn't Bucky who found her in that room, and figures out quickly who the unknown girl is. Carol gets cleaned up the best she could, the tonic helping in reducing her black eye and removing the cuts and bruises.

The boys meet up with Kate and Jenna, collect an unconscious Clint, and Benji opens up a portal back to the theatre where there is a group of people waiting for them.

Carol and her saviour are not far behind…

Location: Theatre Foyer
Key information: Steven Lang is in their custody, as is Jamie Madrox and Clint Barton. Both Steven and Clint are unconscious. For now.

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“So, he’s not actually him but he’s this guy?“ Jenna pointed at the man behind bars, then looked at the screen showing a figure that was the spitting image of former.
Kitty nodded, eyeing the man behind bars with grim determination.
“I don’t give a damn. If this one can produce that” – Jenna pointed at the screen – “let’s kill them both.”
“You’d get off on killing them both, wouldn’t you”, Kitty prompted, throwing a sideways glance at the other woman.
Jenna just shrugged, her posture tense. Kitty was aware of how many people in the theatre wanted a piece of Steven Lang. That, however, did not mean that this was a darned buffet. Kitty was not completely opposed to revenge killings. She had done a thing or two herself that were dubious at best. It didn’t mean that she would blindly just allow first degree murder to be exacted under this roof. Part of Kitty still believed that they had to be better than this.

“You’re not touching him”, she ground out.
“I’ll be quick”, Jenna threw in.
“I mean it, Jenna.”
The other woman just growled. She stuck her hands deep into the pockets of her dirtied cargos and trotted off. Kitty remained where she was, her eyes meeting those of a man supposedly named Jamie Madrox. She knew this name. But she would have sworn on her right hand that Madrox had died over a decade ago. Then again, many had said the same thing about her husband.

Kitty inhaled deeply, then cast a glance backward out of the corner of her eyes by just barely turning her head when she heard a new set of footfalls approaching from behind. It was Jon. Forge.

“If this is really who he says he is, he can’t withdraw that dupe”, Kitty mused.
Jon nodded. He, too, had chosen to take the stance that stood beyond simple and cold-blooded revenge. There were more angles to all this, and Jon, much like Kitty, wanted to know of them all.
“The inhibitors are working just like they should”, Jon stated in response.
Kitty nodded, then threw a glance at the man standing now next to her. Once her teacher, now a fellow fighter. His hair had turned grey. Where the grey had been barely visibly peppering the dark hair the relation had now turned around. None of them were growing any younger. Kitty looked back at Jamie. The idea of the man to withdraw his dupe and possibly have what she hoped was a sound mind infected by the derogative thinking patterns of one Steven Lang was a risk she was unwilling to take. At least for now.

At the same time, she knew she had to maintain a healthy level of doubt towards everything Madrox was telling them. Who knew… maybe the root of Lang’s inhumane traits really rested in the recesses of the Multiple Man’s brain.

Too many variables. Not enough knowledge.

“Do you know how Carol is?” she asked Jon.
The man, in turn, just shook his head.
“What about Barnes?”
“Out cold. Benji is trying to dig into his mind. The Services did not manage to reactivate the Winter Soldier programme. But apparently, they did some damage.”
Kitty nodded. She had overheard a conversation earlier that had entailed pretty much the same.
“And Carol … she’s with the brunette girl they brought in.”
“Another stray”, Kitty said, thinking out loud.
“Beth detected no threat.”
That did somewhat relieve Kitty.
“I don’t know anyone who could overpower Carol Danvers.”
“Mmmh…”, Kitty shrugged. “And yet, she just needed rescuing.”

Finally, she dragged her eyes away from the man in the small cell just ahead of them. She turned, throwing a glance up to Jon and putting her hand on his upper arm. “Can you take over? I want to go find my husband.” Kitty felt a sudden need to make sure Thor was safe and sound, and exactly where he ought to be – here, in this theatre – after seeing the state in which Carol and Barnes had been returned through Benji’s portal.

All of it hit a little too close to home.

“Sure”, Jon said, nodding and moving towards one of the consoles that connected him to the theatre’s system of scanners and cameras.
“Let’s make sure Jenna Coleman does not sneak in here and snaps his neck.”
Jon just pulled his eyebrows up without looking at Kitty. “That bad?”
“Yeah”, Kitty confirmed as she left the detainment area.

As she made her way up, she figured to make a stop at the kitchen first. Her husband was always one to demand sustenance in copious amounts. On top of that, she needed some water. There was a headache in its early stages, and she figured, hydrating now could possibly nip it in the bud.

“Thor?” she asked as she rounded the corner eventually and stepped into the theatre’s kitchen.
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Joy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she stood up, flushed the toilet and put the lid down. Her stomach had turned. Just like that. Upon arriving here – wherever here was – which was deemed the safe place. Joy had somewhat marvelled at the existence of such. In her time, little if anything was safe for people like them. And then she had dashed to the restroom, grateful to have the doors carry the familiar icons.

Hazel eyes regarded the reflection in the mirror. The light did nothing for her. It was cold, cruel. She looked pale, ashen even. The image of seeing her mother … like that was harsher than she could have ever imagined. The strong and proud amazon that was her mother, broken and beaten. Abused. Joy’s heart was bleeding. And yet her mind could not stop telling her that much much worse would have happened, had she not put herself through that moment of saving her own mother.

She rinsed her mouth. Over and over, splashing her face with cold water. The vile taste did not vanish, however. And neither would the colour return to her cheeks. She was shaking in the wake of having seen what was probably one of the weakest moments in her mother’s life. That strong larger-than-life figure was suddenly smaller, vulnerable … more human, no matter the colour of the blood that was flowing through her veins.

Was this the price, Joy wondered. Was this what she had to pay to safe the younger version of herself, the version of this universe, where she was still unborn and hidden beneath her mother’s heart? Because none of this would change her own life, would it? In her version, Carol had gone through extended abuse. And her father had been the one to see it first-hand the moment he had walked into the cell.

Joy could understand – with a heavy heart – how that moment had been the beginning of a slow death of their relationship. Certain things, one just did not come back from.

Stepping back out of the restroom, Joy had just headed down a long, unlit hallway – and eventually she had ended up in the large amphitheatre of this place. Many of the seats had been dislodged, but she had found one not far from the entrance and to the side. Joy had snuck it, had pulled her knees up to her chest and had hugged them. Tears followed. Tears accompanied by sobs as she let her emotions take over, allowed herself to beat them out of her system.

Her mother had looked nothing like herself. Her gaze hollow and afraid. Oh by the gods … her own mother had been afraid. Afraid of more, of continued abuse. Of whatever else the people who had held her hostage would do to her, and the man she loved.

Joy kept telling herself that she had done what she had set out to do – and yet, she felt hollow. She felt like she had stared into the abyss and now the abyss was staring back into her. Had she just switched places with her mother? Was it now she – Joy herself – who was beyond repair?
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Carol stared down at her hand holding Bucky’s metal one, her mind trying to stay in the here and now and not drift back to what had been done to her in the past two days. Kira had used her ability to make sure that Carol was okay, that her baby was okay. Carol knew that her child was fine because…

The girl who had gotten her out of that room, Carol had quickly figured out who she was. She had recognised her, and all those things they said about how a mother would always recognise their own child were all true.

Joy. Josephine. Carol had been pondering that name for a while now, had even opted it to Bucky as a suggestion. Apparently, they had settled on that name. Josephine Stephanie Barnes.

Her eyes drifted upwards, Bucky was still out cold and Benji was standing across from her on Bucky’s other side. Behind her Kate was quietly sitting with Clint, who had been given a sedative to keep him under. Benji would be helping him later, but for now he was frowning over Bucky.

“What?” Carol asked softly.
“They’ve been trying to activate his programming.” Benji frowned some more.
“And?” She felt her heart painfully thudding against her chest.
“They didn’t succeed. If they had more time, maybe, but two days isn’t enough to get the programming back up.”
“So, what is it?”
“They did do damage. I need some time to fix this. It’s easier to destroy someone’s mind, than restore it.” He growled.
“But can you fix this?” Carol asked, her hand moving up to Bucky’s face and brushing away the strands of hair, her fingertips gliding down his face and getting scratched by his returning beard.

“I’m going to do my best, Carol.” He told her. “I’ll ask Beth to help.”

That settled her down a bit, until someone touched her arm lightly, and she flinched.

“Ah, I’m sorry.” Caitlin’s voice piped up next to her.
“It’s… okay.” Carol looked at her friend, who gazed into her eyes. She looked away, afraid that she would see too much. But this was Caitlin, she always knew.
“Come.” Caitlin simply stated and Carol looked back at Bucky. “He’ll be fine. Benji has it under control. Come on, Carol.”
“Where are we going?” She asked softly, letting Caitlin tug her away from Bucky and out of the lab.

“Your room. I figured you want to, ah, take a shower.”

Yeah Caitlin really did know everything. Sometimes that was a blessing, but other times…

“Yes. A shower.” Tears pushed against her eyes as she tried to stop the memories from surfacing. Caitlin took her hand, squeezed it and they silently made their way towards Carol’s and Bucky’s room.
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Leif had been hovering silently in mist form inside the room with his mother, keeping an eye on her and the monitors. He had been following her around like a certified stalker, and most of the time she didn’t realise he was there but other times… Like right now, she had no idea he had been in the room and he had been watching carefully at the monitors as well.

If he had eyes in this form he would have narrowed them when he spotted a very familiar brunette who shouldn’t be here. One he had left behind in the future.

Or so he thought.

Clearly, she had found a way to come back as well, because she had walked through that portal with her mother. That had surprised him, so much so that he had turned into mist and hidden himself away.

He had been keeping track of her through the monitors, watching how she followed Carol into the lab, and then she had snuck out after they had settled Bucky in. It was still somewhat strange seeing younger versions of their parents. Or seeing them alive for that matter.

Leif had snuck out himself before his mother left, going in search of one Josephine Barnes. Half way he solidified his form and tapped into his ability that helped him get in touch with his surroundings, using it to locate her. The earth responded immediately, telling him to go down this current hallway until he reached the amphitheatre. He would find her there, and from what the earth was telling him, she was in destress.

So when he rounded the doorway and stepped inside the amphitheatre, his eyes fell onto Joy sitting in a chair with her legs pulled up to her chest. Where he had been ready to call her out on being stupid to follow him back but that was the pot calling the kettle black.

And she was… crying?

In a few long strides he made his way to her, dropped to his knees in front of her and didn’t know what to say. So instead, he pushed her legs down and pulled her in his embrace. “You know I don’t like it when you cry, Steve.” He murmured against the side of her head, holding her tightly. Using the nickname that only he was allowed to use.
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It was like a tsunami pulling her along. The tears kept coming, the sobs rocked through her body. And Joy wished nothing more than to unsee what she had seen. Her entire outlook on life was built on her mother always staring danger straight in the face. There was no other woman stronger, more diligent and driven than Carol Danvers.

It felt like someone had just pulled part of the ground out from under her, shattering the pillars holding her upright.

That moment, when Joy had entered the room, had seared itself into her memory. And she knew no daughter was ever supposed to see her mother like it.

Catharsis. Joy was beginning to understand its meaning, its significance. In her world, her mother had suppressed it so well, leaving Joy only ever the option to guess. Something that was invisible, only noticeable as a shadow in the corner of one's eyes when turning away. Like an avalanche, the realisation picked up momentum and the pieces clicked together. Yet, the worst part was that in her own world, nobody had succeeded to get her mother out this soon. She had gone through so much more before escaping Steven Lang.

A profound sense of sadness flooded her heart and soul, refueling the tears and her shaking whenever she thought it was ebbing off a little.

Then, confusion was added to it as warm hands pulled down her legs, away from her chest. Joy wanted to protest. She looked up, her gaze blurry with a complaint ready on her lips. But the words died, replaced by a mark shattering sob and gasp rolled into one.

Leif.

Her entire form suddenly shifted forward. Like a woman falling, she suddenly knew someone was there to catch her. Part of her brain demanded she chide him, yell at him and stomp her feet. He had left her. No word, barely any warning. And yet, she should have known that he would do the jump in time if and when given the opportunity. Still, it had not helped in making his loss in her world any easier to accept.

So she had grasped the straw when it had presented itself to her in the form of Eva Coleman. She had followed Leif - setting out on her own rescue mission. If Leif could fix his mother, maybe then she could do the same for her own.

His mild chide drew a hiccup from her. The attempt of small laughter. Joy felt herself sink into the familiar embrace. Leif. He was here after all. For well over three years, he had been a rock in her life, a shoulder to cry on and to lean on. And for quite some time now, he had been more than that. He had been … Joy stopped her mind from going there as she pushed her face into the hollow at his neck. He did not know of her feelings, he did not return them.

Joy took deep gulps of air, working hard to calm herself down. Eventually she let the side of her head rest against Leif’s clavicle. Leaning against him, she just savoured the sensation of being in his arms.

“Next time you take off like that, I’ll find you and punch you in the face.”
A sniffle followed and she pushed the heels of her hands into her eyes, to wipe away the moisture there. Then she took another deep breath. “Is she here?” Joy asked without wasting time to beat around the bush. It was something that existed between them - honesty, at times to a brutal degree - it was something Joy treasured, would not exchange for anything in the world. “Is she alive?” His mother. She was speaking of Leif’s mother - he certainly knew her mind well enough to follow the zigzag course of her thoughts.
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He really didn’t like it when she was crying, it brought something forth inside of him that wanted to hurt whatever it was that had caused her tears. But in this case, he figured that it must have been the state she had found her mother in. He knew certain things, had picked up on them in the wake of his mother’s passing.

It all had happened simultaneously. His mother’s death and her mother being held captive by that asshole they had now locked up in the holding cells.

He knew in time that she would tell him what she had found, or maybe she wouldn’t, he was fine with either, but for now he would just hold her until the tears would stop. He let out a soft sigh when she sunk into his embrace, something he thought he would never feel again.

Peter, Elise and Jax had been adamant in the fact that this could be just a one-way trip. And Leif had been okay with that, come to terms that he might get stuck in the past. Not that it would matter to him. He was Asgardian, he didn’t age like a normal human being. It had also been one of the reasons why he hadn’t said goodbye to Joy or Gabby. Or anyone else for that matter.

And as if she could read his mind she threatened him over just that. It made him snort, realising that she would probably be one of the few who could actually punch him in the face and make it hurt. “You wouldn’t. You like my face too much.” He replied with a grin.

He sobered though when she asked him if she was here. And with she, he knew that Joy meant his mother. It had been the reason why he had gone back in time, to save his mother from dying.

“She is.” He drew back a little to look at her. “I had to assure her that nothing bad was happening to me.” And that had been the truth. He had been taken from the streets after he had run away from his father, kept in a room with a bed, and they had even provided him with videogames and plenty of food and drink. It had been strange. So strange.

“I had forgotten how head strong she could be.” Much like the girl in his arms. The girl who had decided to follow him back in time.

“So, Eva?” He asked, raising his brow in question. There weren’t many ways to be sent back to the past, and while he had pondered the idea of asking Eva, he had never done so. Yet, he knew that Joy wouldn’t have those qualms.
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Of course she liked his face. The gentle, dark eyes and the sometimes enigmatic smile that would tug the corners of his lips northward. Those lips. Their lines drawn gently, they looked so soft and Joy had so often dreamed of what it would feel like to be kissed by them. To be held in those arms that held her now … but not to comfort her, to help her chase away her demons. But only because holding her was what he wanted to do.

Holding her – closely – removing whatever layer of clothing existed between them. Oh the things she would dream of him.

“I do”, she confirmed the sentiment. “Still, you’ll wear a shiner, Leif Thorson.”

Then he sobered at her question, and focussing on him now helped her calmed her nerves down a little. Joy knew how much Leif had suffered under the tyrant his father had turned into. A little as if Thor’s greatest enemy had become the boy, and then man who bore the ill fate of reminding the older man of his late wife too much. Joy was incredibly curious to meet the woman.

When he explained how he had had to assure the woman that nothing bad was happening to his eleven year old self, Joy quirked an eyebrow. She wiped at her tears again, pulling a tissue from her jacket pocket and blowing her nose. Then a deep breath in, and a smile followed when he laid out that Kitty Odinson was apparently headstrong as hell. “Really? Here I thought it was a rather prominent character trait of your family.”

Then Leif switched back, prompting her for her story again. Eva. Joy nodded. “She didn’t like it.” But Eva knew. More than the bond that connected Joy to her mother. Eva knew what Joy felt for Leif. “She was adamant about us having to come back …” This was when the tone in Joy’s voice slipped lower. She already knew – after no more than a few hours – that she did not want to go back. She no longer wanted to live in a world where her mother could not bridge the gap that separated her from her father.

She did not want to return to a world in which Leif did not have Kitty – and instead was burdened with a father who had given into insanity.

“I don’t want to go back”, she whispered as if someone could be hearing her. “No one can make us, right?” In a way, Joy knew she had gotten the worst of both worlds. She had the mother that was beyond repair, and now she had seen the same woman battered and broken, naked, afraid, cowering in the corner of a room that was dominated by a contraption that would strap her down spread-eagled.

Joy closed her eyes, breathing in and letting Leif’s scent wash over her to calm those frayed nerves. And yet, she took solace in the fact that she knew Leif came from a world that was as overshadowed as her own. He would not want to return any time soon either, right?

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The single-syllable name hung in the room. Alex looked up, shook his head as his eyes met those of Kitty Odinson. “No”, he said. “He’s not here. Just the two of us.” Alex threw a glance back at the other man, sitting with him in the kitchen.

It was Jaxon, nursing a glass of water looking about as concerned as Alex did.

“If this is a meeting of some sort, I think you’re short a few attendees”, Kitty quipped.
Alex nodded, Jax just sat there, looking at the woman now in the room with them as she went about retrieving a glass of water for herself.

“Scanning the newcomer”, Jax eventually said, and he was speaking about the new girl for whom they not yet had a name. “It’s safe to assume, she’s from the same time as your son.”
Alex watched Kitty, somewhat satisfied as these news were apparently making her pull up short. “She’s from the future as well?”
“It appears so”, Jax confirmed.
“I don’t like this”, Alex threw in and was fully expectant and accepting of Kitty’s glare. Of course the woman would not take kindly to anyone voicing doubts for a man who was, for all intents and purposes, a future version of her own son.
“Do they know each other?” Kitty asked.
“Have a guess”, Alex threw back, then shrugged. “What are the odds?”

“Oh they know each other”, a familiar voice announced from behind Kitty. It was Emma, followed closely by her husband. “She’s in love with him. And it’s an emotion that’s not new.” Emma moved to take a seat next to Jaxon, looking up at Alex, then at Kitty.

“So they come here”, Alex picked up the right to speak, following Emma’s words directly. “He convinces you”, Alex looked at Kitty, “not to go out that day … follow your son no less. And then, two days later, when a rescue is being mounted, his girlfriend shows up as well … saving Carol.”
“Sounds friendly.” Leif had done nothing to hurt anyone after all.
“She’s not his girlfriend” Emma threw in. “He doesn’t know what she’s feeling.”
Alex threw a glance at the former school headmistress. Whenever had Emma Frost… Summers-Frost taken an interest in relationships?

“More often than you think, Alexander.” Emma deadpanned him.
Alex just rolled his eyes. “Who is she? And how many more like them will be coming from the future?”
“I believe she’s Carol’s daughter …” Emma simply offered as if that should have been obvious to anyone.
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Leif just chuckled, shaking his head as Joy basically spelled out that he was just as head strong. Which was something he had inherited from both parents, but after twenty years of not having his mother around memories had started to fade. It was why he had stuck to Kitty for the past two days.

“Yeah, I bet she didn’t like it.” It was why he hadn’t gone to her to begin with. Because she would have refused him, so he was surprised that she had agreed to send Joy back. He made a mental note to ask her about that later.

What didn’t come as a surprise was the fact that Eva had told Joy that they had to come back. The way Joy told him though, it made him look closer at her. He knew in that moment that she had no intention of going back to the future. Neither did he. He wanted to stick around, get to know his mother. Because if they had to go back, he would end up in a world without her again.

He moved his hand up to her face, cupping her cheek and looking at her as she declared that she didn’t want to go back, asking him that no one could make them. “I’m not sure we could go back.” Because he had no idea how to get the bracer back to work and the Eva in this time didn’t have control over her time traveling ability.

“Nobody in this time has the ability to send us back.” He told her, wiping away a stray tear from her cheek.

And there it was, the guilt, because he had known he wouldn’t return and had left her behind in that world where everything was broken. But he had left Gabby behind as well, the three of them had stuck together like glue and he had left them both behind.

But Joy had found her way back, and he was glad.

“Why were you crying, Steve?” He looked at her, could guess why but asked anyway.
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