InsaneJournal

Who: Captain America, Belladonna Boudreaux, Spider-Man, Kate Pryde, The Wasp, Iron Man, Ms. Marvel, Zelos Wilder
Where: Starts out in the Hearst Building, but we’re fighting Apocalypse, so we might end up halfway across the city.
What: Showing Apocalypse that his name is just a really big cliché. (Cap hopes. >.>)
When: Pretty much nowish.
Rating: Probably more than a little foul language and superhero violence.

((OOC: Posting order will be in the order that characters replied to Cap's original post, exception being if you want to combine multiple characters into one post, i.e. Peter/Zelos and Kate/Jan/Carol. So it should look like: Cap, Bella, Peter/Zelos, Kate/Jan/Carol, Tony.))

Cap had been waiting in the Hearst Building since the whole thing began, constantly checking the one computer that was still able to connect to the Internet for replies to his message. He figured that by now, most people that frequented these strange boards already saw it, so his team would be the ones that replied so far. Boudreaux, Parker, the woman that looked like an older version of Pryde, Tony, Jan, Danvers, and this Zelos Wilder person.

Truth told? That was a pretty damn good team. He’d been researching his team on the Internet to get some idea as to strategy. He knew Tony and Jan were powerful fliers, and apparently most versions of Danvers were also pretty powerful fliers. This was good, considering they were fighting a giant blue guy. Parker was actually one of the keys to Steve’s developing strategy, and if he was right about the other woman being Pryde, she’d be the only hope of his last resort, though he was kind of hoping he wouldn’t have to do it. Zelos he really hadn’t been able to find much on, though apparently he had “some spells” according to one website. Not too long ago, Cap would’ve called this bullshit, but with Thor actually being Thor, well…Cap was a lot more willing to open his mind after that. Plus, different universes had different rules.

So far he had a few basic plans. He’d researched their enemy, and could not find one piece of information on a viable weakness. He had however, found an interesting little fact. While this thing’s armor seemed to cover most of his body, it left the majority of his face and head open. He’d found an image of Apocalypse stepping out of his armor, and there was no armor on his face or most of the head. Some of the back of the head was covered, but not much. This meant that there was in fact a viable weakness: Headshots. It would take a lot of pounding to do damage, but if this thing was stupid enough to leave it’s face unarmored, Cap would damn well take advantage of that.

Parker was key to Plan A. Plan A consisted of Parker going about a block down and creating a strong web-line that blocked off the street, at about Apocalypse’s shin-level. The rest of the team would act as a distraction, keeping Apocalypse’s attention on them rather than on where he was going. He’d hit the web-line and go down hard, and then the team would beat on his unarmored head. While the thing was down, Parker would create another strong web-line, this one in essence tying Apocalypse’s shoelaces together. If there was still time before the monster tried to rise, Parker would web up his eyes.

His last resort popped into his head the minute he thought of Pryde. He’d seen her phasing powers firsthand in his own universe, and he was sort of banking on this version having the same powers. All sources told him she would, but he wasn’t entirely sure. As long as she did, his last resort would function as planned. If they weren’t capable of stopping this thing with the old-fashioned “hit ‘em ‘til they drop” approach, Cap would have Kate grab him, and the two of them would jump at Apocalypse’s head. At the last second, Pryde would phase them, and on their trip through Apocalypse’s head Cap would let go of his shield. No matter how powerful this thing was, he figured that most things were vulnerable to the destruction of the brain. If that wasn’t enough?

Then the world was screwed and he would dismiss his team. He wasn’t going leave the field of battle, but he wouldn’t have the deaths of these other good people on his hands. If they wanted to stay, so be it, but he would let them make that choice themselves. Maybe they could escape and fortify some place against this monster. Maybe they could survive. Not him, though. From the minute that the super soldier serum was injected into him, it sealed his fate. One way or the other, if Steve Rogers ever went down, he would go down fighting.

Now he was just waiting for his team to arrive.