Mid-Chapter Update
"Shock and Fury"
After the group's time limit of a few hours was up, the Umbrella scientists gathered them together and ushered them into large, open elevators. They were given no more weapons than what they had taken from the armory and were only given radios that were to be used for receiving orders from their commander. That commander was a brute by the name of Jack Krauser, who greeted the crowd with a grunt.
Also accompanying them was SPECTRE, the Umbrella agent who had been present in the training facility, though he had just as little to say as Krauser. That left Annette to speak to the group, her voice raised to speak over the droning of the elevator.
"This is not a covert operation," she said, resolutely.
"If we do not stop this assault here and now, we can not guarantee the protection of our assets, and that includes all of you now. Our enemy has armed men who will want to hurt you. They have superpowered individuals who will defy your expectations. People who can fly... people who have superhuman strength. Do you understand now why you're all so important? Many of you are capable of great miracles and feats, so use them for us and win this."
When Annette was finished, the moving platform shuddered to a stop. The group was deposited into a large area where multiple armored vehicles sat waiting. They were grouped into two of the vehicles that were to drive out side-by-side as Annette reminded them one last time that they had no choice in this matter, not if they wanted to live. Umbrella would shut down their bodies were they to disobey, making them easy to kill if needed.
"If you attempt to leave the battle or attack on of our own, we will not hesitate to put you down."
The armored vehicles left any occupants besides the driver blind, so no one could gather what the situation was as the vehicles left the facility. They could hear sounds of distant explosions, so the fighting couldn't have been far away. This was soon proven correct when, after only a few minutes, the vehicles stopped and the group was ordered to get out.
They were ushered into the light, where a gray sky overlooked a broken and weary city landscape. Crumbling buildings stood all around, shaking with every crack of an explosion that echoed all around. Umbrella fighters were yelling, running past the group in what appeared to be organized retreats.
"Woah, now!" Adam exclaimed.
"Is this a joke? The fuck are they running in the opposite direction for?!"
Krauser took his sweet time in responding, stepping out of the vehicle and fixing his gaze on the fighting going on at the end of the dilapidated road.
"... They're pushing you guys up to the front. Umbrella doesn't want to waste any more of their precious experiments on the fighting. It's you guys who are expendable, after all."
"Aren't you out of your goddamn mind, huh?"
Krauser looked back at Adam and snorted.
"I follow orders. Now come on, before Umbrella decides you're not worth it."
"So this is where you'll drop us off..." Riesbyfe said, glaring at Krauser,
"Whatever you force me to end up doing out there on the battlefield, on my honor as a knight, I promise you that I'll find a way to pay you back double, villain."
"Scary, scary," SPECTRE spoke sarcastically, before shoving Riesbyfe forward in order to get her moving. He did the same to everyone who also didn't move immediately before the vehicle was successfully emptied out,
"Now. Do your job. And if you live through it, then maybe we'll give you a pat on the head. Alright? Alright, let's go. Our enemy waits for no man."
"And who exactly is this enemy anyway? At least tell us their names."
"They, feisty woman, are known as S.H.I.E.L.D., and they've been a thorn in our side for far too long. You don't need to know any more than that, though, right? So get a move on."
With that, with the vehicle successfully emptied out, SPECTRE and Krauser led the charge, everyone else in unwilling tow behind. As the other Umbrella soldiers continued pulling out, what, or more specifically who, they were running from came into everyone's line of sight. Among who appeared to be agents of the organization they were dispatched to fight, evidently called "S.H.I.E.L.D.," four individuals with rather distinctive appearances were seen in the distance, finishing up a battle with any Umbrella agents who were foolhardy enough to not retreat with the rest of their pack, one being a man clad in an armored iron suit, another with almost medieval-esqe armor and a red cape, another with an odd red skin-tight suit, and another with a dark blue suit and a shield with a white star on it, adorned with the pattern of America's colors.
As the group drew near, the four individuals took notice of everyone, giving you all odd looks, as though they hadn't expected anyone like the group to show up.
"..."
The armored man's helmet opened up, revealing a mustached man underneath, who turned to his allies.
"Shakespeare in the park, anyone? These guys don't really scream evil megalomaniac bioterrorist if you ask me," he said,
"Think we can reason with 'em? I think I could talk some of the ladies into dinner, at least."
"... Everywhere I go, it's like men always want something from me. How depressing..." Riesbyfe sighed, clearly not looking forward to this at all.
"Hold on, Tony."
The man in the blue suit held a more serious expression, gazing at everyone as though they were like wild animals.
"Those get-ups and weapons... I think I know where they come from. That plan Umbrella had to reach through other dimensions to get their cronies must have actually worked," he uttered, clutching his shield tightly.
"This is bad. If they managed to pull off reaching their hands across dimensional planes, who knows what these people might be able to do?"
"... Cool. Great. Awesome. This isn't worrying at all," the man in the darker red suit said, pursing his lips slightly. It seemed that was all he had to contribute to the exchange.
The blonde man let out a hearty chuckle, in contrast quite amused by the appearance of the group, as though he were eager to do battle once more.
"Whatever the case, perhaps they will at least prove to be more of a challenge than what they've thrown at us before. I grow bored of ordinary humans and their laughable machines to do the fighting for them."
"... Thanks," the man named Tony shot back.
"Listen, hold on a minute! We don't--" Riesbyfe began, but by then, the blonde man raised his weapon, a hammer, and from there, thunder began to crackle.
"With the power of mighty Mjolnir, I, Mighty Thor, God of Thunder, shall be your opponent! Face us if you dare, or surrender now!"
On top of the man's words, the sounds of thunder and lightning quickly drowned out Riesbyfe's words as the winds in the air grew more and more powerful, almost as powerful as a tornado, before the man slammed his hammer into the ground, causing a massive shockwave that threatened to knock everyone off their feet if they weren't careful. There was no choice now but to fight.
