Iron Army

Scythe had a syringe in hand " I have removed all of the controlling microchips from this sample and if we could find a test subject we could find out if it is the biological components that start the change or the mechanical components. if it is the biological parts a vaccine would be sufficient allthough all we need now is to create one that creates an auto immunity rather then an immune response. if it is the mechanical an electro magnetic pulsation would kill the virus with out a need for mass production of a vaccine." Scythe took a breath in "but i have another hypothesis if the creator was very crafty and created a failsafe for it i may be holding the worlds most fatal insta-poison in my hands."

 

"Well then let's get BOTH in storage. We still have the matter of Kam and I have to fix my suit before any more missions are in order." Cat took the syringe very carefully from Scythe and walked toward the storage area. She put it in a glass cylinder. It was reinforced with the same type of material that the suits were made out of so it was very difficult to break. Once it was sealed she walked back out and got to working on fixing her suit.

 

Kam looked towards Scthe and grunted in respect. "I'm surprised that someone your age knows that much about artificially created biological cells." He looked around at Cat, and then back to Scythe.
"You've got an interesting little posse here..." He grineed. "And it looks like your'e going to need my help by the sounds of it."

 

"Well that's an interesting interpritation of our little conversation, Kam." Cat looked back up at Kam and said, "We could use your help but we don't NEED it persay. If you want to join us that badly why not show us what you're made of?" She smiled at him and looked down at a red and silver suitcase with a pair of handcuffs locked on to the handle.
OOC:Anyone who saw Ironman 2 knows for sure what I'm getting at. ^^ Here's a picture of the suitcase for reference.

 

OOC: I unfortuanetly have not seen the second one yet ;_;
If you have any major plot refferences in mind, please PM me with some background info.
BIC:
"Look, honey, you may think that with some tech and a little spunk your going to save the world but you're gonna need more than that." he took out a PDA unit from his pocket. "You're going to need information, which I can give you access to" Kam began to type into the PDA. "You want to know who bought technology to create artificial micro-biology, I have the information right here, or if you want to know what scientists have been involved in such work I can give you access in 90 seconds."
He grinned, "But I have a price"

 

"Well cat we have one more problem and this one you arent going to like" he grabbed an attache case and opened it it had 12 vials in it "this is all the antidote we have left, now I can make more but im going to need time so I'll probably be unable to assist for a while" he closed the case and thought to himself "oh joy 2 days of no sleep" he turned around "well i suppose ill begin manufacturing another batch at least this time the data is here so it will be about 2 days not three weeks."

 

OOC:It's a simple thing. Go here to see what the suitcase really is although the trailers should've shown you already.
BIC: "Heh, yeah. At least you know how to make them better and faster Scythe." Cat looked back at Kam with his PDA in hand and said, "What can that little thing do? We have enough tech here to get the answers to any and all questions we have in ten seconds or less... don't we Jarvis?"
"Affirmative. I have an incredibly high processing power and I can do much more than any ordinary Personal Digital Assistant."
"I was thinking of a test to see... if you have what it takes to get to wear an Ironman suit."

 

BIC:
Hmph, if that talking VI was any good it would have figured out more than this girl knows about the goo... not to mention about the 'late' Mr Stark, this might be fun... he thought to himself.
"An Ironman suit? Ha... alright, let's see it kid."

OOC: Oh right, I kinda guessed that was what it was! XD

 

"Hmph... gladly." Cat walked over to the suitcase speaking as she walked. "You should know that this thing hasn't been used since the whole 'War Machine' incident two or three years back." Cat reached the suitcase, took the handcuffs off and opened it. When she did it became a suit after she put her hands in the gloves that came out of it and put the main portion of it on her chest. "Surprised? Well don't be. Let me go grab an extra from the back. After all Tony always DID have too much time on his hands." Cat laughed and flew to the back room to get the extra suitcase. When she got back she undid the handcuffs and handed it to Kam. "Well... put it on already. The suits are exactly alike in every way so it'll be a fair fight."

 

"Fighting? Meh, not what I usually portray from my numerous bag of skills." he took the suit as it enveloped. "But I guess I'm bored of talking."
Kam took a fighting stance.

 

"Ungh..."
He took the punch in the chest, pushing him back, feet dragging in the sand.
"ah…" he snapped his neck. "Kid don't treat me like a punk, I've got qualifications in quantum physics and bio-engeniering, not to mention lessons in Wu Shu for the last 25 years." Kam ran at Cat, executing a roundhouse kick onto her knees.

 

Kam recovered from the twist landing on one knee, then stared at the flying Iron soldier.
"Why thank you kindly for those sweet words. I'm not your ordinary businessman. But I have to admit an Ironman suit is new to me."
He activated the suit's flight ability, twirling around in the air infront of Cat.
"Wohoo! But I am a fast learner! Catch me then!"

 

Still watching the TV, Leon flicked through the news channels eventually stopping on a street report about the infection. Seeing those who are presumed infected lined up as a news reporter in a Hazmat suit strolls passed them. A certain someone caught his eye. A crooked smile crawled along Leon's face for a moment. Found you. Instantly, he rose from his seat and turned off the TV. As Cat was distracted with her little play-fight Leon went to the suit room, took his suit and equipped it. Looking back at the entrance to see if anyone noticed him for a moment he took off into the air before looking forward and flying away. He instantly began seeking the city from the report. New York. A short flight away.

 

Scythe was busy in his lab working quietly on more vaccines he typed in the command and waited around making sure there were no anomalies.

 

"Touche!" he spun onto his feet when he hit the ground, feeling where the beam had hit. Not bad weaponry, these things. Kam pushed himself off the ground, jolting forward firing several beams as he approached closer and closer to Cat.

 

"Aww, over so soon..."
He looked at her hand, thinking for a second, before taking her hand.
"Alright kid, you've got a new trooper. I have to admit I'm getting comfortable in this new suit, do I keep it?"

 

Leon flew all over the city, scanning each person in the area from the report for their faces. Not a single one was what he looked for. This meant his target was inside. He flew into the car park of the building in the background of the report and started to walk around looking for a way into the building itself.

 

He made his way to an elevator and went in and hit the button for the 5th floor. The doors closed and the elevator moved up through the floors. He had a feeling the number his target was on was 5. He knew they both liked the number 5. The lift stopped and the doors opened to an old woman holding her shopping in a brown paper bag. She was definitely surprised to see an Iron Man step out before her. Now his hunt was on.

 

"Well goodbye to you too."
Kam began to walk around the base, hands in both pockets as he necked twisted and turned to look at the interesting structure.
"Well a personal Iron suit… what an interesting turn of events considering I was only walking home this morning..."
Kam looked up to one of the security camer's eyeing him.
"Why are you named Jarvis, my little peeping tom?"
He took out his PDA device and began typing. Very interesting, he thought.

 

Leon followed the corridors looking at the numbers on the door. No. No. No. He crossed each one off. He knew very well what number he was looking for, number 17. He was near number 26 when he got off the elevator and was now near by at 19. Suddenly, Leon turned around the corridor at the end to discover the apartment he sought.

Without even knocking he armed his laser and aimed straight forward firing a beam from his palm mounted weapon. The door was blown to pieces and a little dust and smoke spewed every where but Leon was able to see clearly due to the Iron Man suits vision. Following that he entered to room to see a man who looks exactly like him but with different clothing.
As if an illusion, they both said the same single word at the same time to address each other, "Brother".