James Rogers is the new Captain America (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} avenging_son) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2013-09-23 12:18:00 |
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What: His father's broken and bloodied shield unsettled James to where he forgets the basic constant vigilance. And gets possessed. Oops?
Where: Streets of Lawrence, on his way home from school
When: September 23
Status: Narrative
Rating: Medium to be safe.
Getting his father's shield the previous day in pieces and bloodied had been more than unsettling. Charging off half cocked to go after whoever had sent it (Lucifer if he had to bet) was a foolish idea so he had stayed home, shaking and pacing as he tried and failed to not think about the shield. He knew his father was dead in his time but to see the shattered shield was just a slap in the face. Though for a few hours he worried that maybe, just maybe, Steve had come through the Seal but Lucifer had gotten to him first. It was still a fear even as the school day started.
James barely paid attention throughout the day, paying just enough attention to answer questions if called upon. But the friends he had made in his classes he ignored, his mind constantly going back to the shield back at the Avenger Warehouse and what it meant. Had his father really come through the Seal? Or was it really a trick? Hearing the final bell ring, James gathered his things up and took what he'd need for doing his homework before he left the school and decided to walk home. It was a nice day out and the walk would probably help clear his head. That was the hope at least.
As he walked, he didn't pay too much attention to his surroundings, too preoccupied with the shield still and the hope his father really was here. As he passed an alley, something shoved into him and he grunted, stumbling into the alley. He turned and looked up, frowning when he saw several men blocking his exit. Looking in the other direction resulted in the same thing, seeing a few people blocking off the other end of the alley. Something told James this was more than just a mugging given all that was going on and he cursed himself for not paying attention. Not that it mattered. He had fighting skills, he could get out of this. When he saw the eyes of the people surrounding him shift to black though he felt a bit of terror slide up his back. He had never faced demons before.
He slid his backpack down to the ground and looked around, hating that they had him flanked. "So what now? Gonna beat up a kid hellspawn?" he said with more bravado than he felt.
"Maybe you'll put up a better fight than your old man kid," one of the men spoke, stepping forward with a smirk. "He came here just yesterday in fact. We ran into him and gave him a nice warm welcome." Several of the demons chuckled and James just glared, shaking his head.
"You're lying. He's...he's not here."
"Well no. Not anymore. He's probably on the rack downstairs. There's bets going to see how long it will take for him to break." The demon smirked, circling James. James clenched his fists before lunging at the demon. He launched a flurry of attacks, doing his best to try and take the demon down but it was clear the demon was faster and stronger. And toying with him. He was suddenly flung back into the wall of the alley and held there by some invisible force and he glared darkly at the demons. He watched as the demon who had been toying with him approached and reached out, grabbing the chain his anti-possession charm was on and ripped it off, tossing it to the side.
Fear suddenly flooded James. At first he had been worried he was going to be killed but now? Now he had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen to him and he began struggling futilely. The demon laughed and moved closer to James until they were inches apart. "Just relax kid. If you behave your mother and unborn sibling might just live."
Rage burned in James' eyes at the mention of his mother and her unborn child but before he could do more a blast of black mist erupted from the man and swarmed into James even as he tried to find a way to stop it. It felt like agonizing minutes but when James next opened his eyes he was in some kind of dark room, chains wrapped around him. "Wh...what...?" he asked, his voice echoing. A bright light erupted before his eyes and he blinked, trying to get his vision back when he suddenly felt like he was...moving? But he was chained down...
When the light faded enough he stared in horror at the truth. He wasn't in control anymore...the demon was... His only comfort was the fact that the Avenger Warehouse was shielded from evil so the demon couldn't get in.