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    MCL 8 – The Incredible Fight

     

    The first of the soldiers reaches the motel door. Silently he looks to the others, nods, then grabs the doorknob. A hand rips its way through the flimsy wooden door, taking hold of his face. From inside a roar of anger and then the door explodes outward, ripping in half as it bends around the hapless soldier the She-Hulk holds. Rescue throws both hands up, repulsors arch to life, the dual beams merging into a thick white shell that absorbs the flying debris harmlessly, burning it away to nothing. Iron Woman has already locked onto the large green woman and is one instant away from taking her shot.

     

    Too far away to do anything but watch, Professor X sends reassurance to Marvel Girl through their mental link. “She’s angry Jean. Rightly so. Everything is slipping away to her. She feels cornered. Hunted. I can understand how she feels. All of us gifted can. We have to help her.”

    Back in Texas, safely behind the wall of ice that Iceman erected between them and the armored suits, Jean Grey a.k.a. Marvel Girl, agrees with her mentor. Muttering to herself, “I’ll do what I can.”

     

    “You say somethin sugah?” Rogue asks.

     

    “We need to keep the soldiers from making her any angrier.” Marvel Girl offers.

     

    Another roar splits the air on the other side of the ice wall.

     

    “She sounds pretty angry already guys!” Dazzler shouts over the din.

     

    Upstairs as it were, in the Globemaster, Agent Coulson rubs his temples with tense fingers.

    “Remember that worse case scenario we talked about May? It just happened. Get close to Betty Ross. With the She-Hulk rampaging you won’t be able to get through to her. Betty might. She’s the priority now.”

     

    Over the speakers Agent May’s voice, stern and all business, retorts. “There’s only a brigade of U.S. soldiers, two tanks, a Halloween party, and a pissed off giant in my way.”

     

    Coulson doesn’t bat an eye. “Subdue the soldiers. Leave the tanks alone. Avoid the party. The giant is busy. Find Betty now.”

     

    “Yes sir.” Agent May slips away from the other three S.H.I.E.L.D agents, using the sudden chaos of the battlefield to full effect.

     

    Agent May hears the voice of someone unseen, but has been with her the entire time.

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