"TEN SECONDS TO IMPACT!" Natasha warned over the screaming jet turbines and piercing proximity alarms.
Down below, on the sprawling runway of the Helicarrier Perseus, automated point-defense gatling cannons whirred to life, firing a wall of tracer rounds through the cloud cover. But it was far too late to stop ninety thousand pounds of supersonic titanium hurtling down at Mach 2.
"EJECT! EJECT! EJECT!" Jack shrieked happily, slapping the big red canopy release button!
FOOOOOOM!
The glass cockpit canopy detonated into shards of plexiglass. Three rocket-propelled ejection seats shot up into the icy, thirty-thousand-foot atmosphere like silver fireworks!
A fraction of a second later...
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The Stark One slammed directly into the rear elevator lift of the Helicarrier flight deck! A blinding mountain of orange napalm flame and shattered carbon-fiber wing debris skidded five hundred feet across the runway, obliterating two parked Quinjets and setting off a chain reaction of alarm sirens across the entire ship!
"CODE RED! CRASH LANDING ON FLIGHT DECK 1!" S.H.I.E.L.D. loudspeakers blared into the howling wind. "FIRE TEAMS AND TACTICAL SQUADS TO REAR ELEVATOR!"
Above the inferno, three dark parachutes opened through the smoke.
Natasha and Felicia cut their lines twenty feet above the deck, landing in simultaneous low rolls onto the burning steel deck. Felicia immediately whipped her titanium claws through the neck seal of an advancing guard, using his falling body as a shield while Natasha drew her dual suppressed pistols, popping three S.H.I.E.L.D. marksmen with lethal precision before they could raise their rifles.
Then came Jack.
He didn't just land—he unlatched his parachute harness fifty feet up and plummeted straight onto the hood of a burning tactical refueling tractor, landing in a theatrical, low-bow pose as flaming jet fuel washed around his boots!
[JOKER'S ANARCHY DOMAIN ACTIVATED!]
Radius: 100 Meters
Gravity Modulation: Active
Electronic Corruption: 100%
The purple lightning of 65.0% Synchronization burst outward from Jack's feet, rippling across the metal flight deck! The burning debris from Tony Stark's jet didn't scatter—it began to float six inches off the ground, spinning into glowing rings of fire around Jack like carnival hula-hoops!
"WELCOME TO THE CIRQUE DU S.H.I.E.L.D.!" Jack bellowed into his microphone, his bloodshot eyes blazing with chaotic purple light as he wiped soot from his crimson grin.
Through [The Royal Flush Command], his voice echoed straight into the minds of every S.H.I.E.L.D. officer on the bridge: "DIRECTOR FURY! I BROUGHT YOUR CAR SERVICE! HAHAHAHA!"
Thirty armed agents poured out of the primary access superstructure, but Natasha moved like a phantom through the smoke, her emerald-tipped shock batons sweeping legs and snapping rifles, while Felicia leaped off a floating wing-part to slice the emergency door hydraulics, sealing the reinforcements behind blast doors!
"Bridge access is clear, Jack!" Natasha shouted over the roar of burning fuel and rushing wind. "Move!"
Jack kicked open the heavy titanium double-doors leading directly into the Helicarrier's central command tower, spinning his crowbar in a blinding blur of steel.
"LET'S GO SEE THE ONE-EYED WONDER! HAHAHAHA!"
Current Status:
Synchronization Level: 65.0% (Anarchy Domain active on the Helicarrier flight deck)
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