Moe rolled the window down, sitting on it so her feet were on the driver's seat and her arms splayed out across the roof. Her look of tiredness soon became one of panic as she started to notice how dizzy the others looked.
"Ye gods! I'm sorry! I didn't think about teleportin', I just sort of did. That must've been a really weird experiance, oh I am so sorry!" She braced her feet agaisnt the open window, moving over the top of the car to join the rest, careful of the indent already made. She looked from person to person, pistening to the conversation. She held up a hand when tin man sounded excited to go to this other man's apparent 'home.'
"Oi, I don't know how well I trust y'all. I'm siding with beheader here, all for going home. The cars still got loads of gas, I'll just drop you lot off where you wish and then scythe man and I can drive back to the city." She twirled the keyring around her fingertips, looking expectant.

"Really? After all that awesome carnage you guys just wanna pack up and leave?" Tom said with a bit of honest surprise in his voice. He couldn't believe that after all that awesome carnage that they would want to split up. "Seriously. Imagine all the good we could do! We could be like the heroes from before! We could take down those villains and just think how all our pow- well all your guys powers and my armour could go together! Explosion lady could make huge explosions while portal girl could direct them to places or I could fire my gun through a portal then you could direct it somewhere else! or hulk guy could throw scythe man at people like a human cannon ball of blades! Can't you guys see that we could do something here and not just be like all the other mutants or people to afraid to do something? We could be, dare I say it, heroes!" Tom said panting after his long drawn out speech. He wasn't really sure where all that came from but he REALLY didn't want them all to just split up and go about hiding in fear or doing smaller things when they could be out saving the world from the tyranny that had its grip on the world.

Jax turned to look at the assembled super-humans, most of whom were ready to go their separate ways. He shook his head. "We can't split up. We can't. Together we have a chance to make a difference in this crappy world." He said quietly and then he sighed heavily. "At least let me give you all a place to stay for the night." He said as he pointed at a small shack off in the distance in front of a cliff and then laughed as he realized his mistake.

"Damn. Forgot to deactivate the camouflage." He muttered as he pulled a small remote out of his back pocket and pointed it at the shack and hit a small red button on the remote. The shack vanished as the a large heavily armored steel door appeared in it's place. Jax hit another button and the door began to go up, revealing a dark tunnel leading to the inside of the cliff.

"Follow me." He said with a smile. "And don't worry. I have enough supplies and room for everyone."

Cleaver stopped at this. "You realize that I've been doing my job since before you were born and it has worked so far. I'd rather be slow than make a difference than be quick and make a blunder. If you hadn't noticed jumping into things too fast caused the predicament we are in now and events such as what happened to new york." He shook his head. "No, I'll be fine. I guess I'll take the car if you are all going down into a dark tunnel after we were just chased by evil robots and assisted by the Hulk when historically most of the separate Hulks aren't good people and usually are considered to be with the bad guys." He backed away from the Hulk character slightly and towards the car.

"If you want me to come with you, whoever you are. You have to give me something more than I'm a hulk and beat up a couple of robots before I trust you and join your super hero justice league or whatever it is you want to call it." He sighed as he took out a cigarette out his pocket and lit it. "There is never a mind reader around when you need one."

"No, I'll be fine. I guess I'll take the car if you are all going down into a dark tunnel after we were just chased by evil robots and assisted by the Hulk when historically most of the separate Hulks aren't good people and usually are considered to be with the bad guys."

Jax nodded his head in agreement and held up his hands to show that he took no offense to the statement. "I know where you're coming from, believe me. But I keep my mind intact when I change. I have never harmed an innocent in my life. Rest assured, I am a "Good Guy." He said. "I just want to try and help the world as best I can. And there are others who survived the purge who wish to help as well. I know you may not believe me but if you follow me I can prove it."

"If you want me to come with you, whoever you are. You have to give me something more than I'm a hulk and beat up a couple of robots before I trust you and join your super hero justice league or whatever it is you want to call it."

"Very well." Jax said simply as he walked towards the entrance to inside of the cliff. He turned around though. "I would like to give you all a place to stay for the night though." He said as he stepped into the entrance and the lights in the tunnel immediately switched on.

DNA Scan complete. Welcome Jax. Deactivating Security systems. a pleasant voice echoed through the tunnel. "This used to be a base for those who were associated with some of the bigger Hero groups such as the Fantastic Four, the Avengers and the like. After the purge it went unused for many years. I found it around six years ago and have been fixing it up ever since. With some help of course." Jax said.

Moe glanced at the sky, tugging at the fabric of her gloves. It was getting dark, and she wasn't sure if the robots would be after her still. Did they get her face? Probably not. She'd wait till morning to risk it, though, get her strength and portals back. Nodding to the one still wishing to leave, she tossed the keys at him.
"I'm more scared of gettin' caught by the government than dyin' in this cave thing. It may just be too risky right now, but I'm sure you can handle yourself. Whichever you want to do, I'm cool either way." She walked after the hulk-man, pulling her arms close to her as she looked around the area. She didn't care much about who used it before now, but the disembodied voice spooked her.
"I ain't like this much, I'll be gone in the morning." She stated, keeping her distance from the others. Her learning was worse the more tired she was, less resistance to the images.

"Mr.Hulk-like-guy. I'm with ya. I'll help ya try and make a difference" Tom said with a smile underneath his mask. As they got to the tunnel Tom smiled wider than he had ever done before, he was at a place that had once been used by the big leauge heroes and teams. "This place is wicked" Tom said looking around "was there anything left behind by the bigger super heroes like costume or anything?" He asked hoping to possibly be able to get a hold of some mint condition iron man armours or at least pieces.

Leena, who was still sick to her stomach, had remained quiet as she sat in the car. She watched the commotion from the front window and let out a long sigh. She never would get some rest would she? When one of the men offered a place to stay she was skeptical at first, furrowing her eyebrows and looking around the car to see any sort of buildings near by. But when he made the disguise disappear she had to give him credit, it was pretty sweet. A place with cool gadgets like that, safe in the middle of the desert, and disguised so no one would find them? Yea that beat a 10$ motel any day.

Slowly she stepped out of the car, careful not to get up to fast to make her head spin again, and slammed the door shut behind her. "I really don't give a shit about this whole 'being a hero' thing, but if you're offering safety from those creeps that attacked us today, I'm in." Leena nodded towards the guy who was still unsure about the situation and stepped towards the group. " 'Sides if anyone tries anything, I'll just blow a hole in this stupid mountain."

Cleaver sighed as he followed the rest. "For the record, I'm not worried about you going all mindless on us. I'm worried about you luring us into some nefarious trap. It all seems to convenient for me." He shrugged. "Well, I guess I can't be killed so if it is a trap I'll just sit and watch as everyone else is killed and just accept the endless pain and torment you will likely put me through. Besides, I need to make a new helmet and if you're legit I should be able to make one overnight before I head out." He picked his scythe up from inside the car before continuing with everyone else, giving it several twirls around in his hand before attaching it onto his back.

He turned to the girl with the combustible powers as she made her threat to blow open the mountain. "You realize that I find that highly unlikely. You became tired after a little while against robots. Not to mention any explosion big enough to do that would likely blow you up and if it didn't it would cause a cave in." If it was sarcasm, he wouldn't know. This was probably the longest conversation he had had with anyone in a long long time. As he was at the back the portal girl was nearby, he took two long steps to catch up to her however when he went to tap her on the shoulder he let off, she was obviously keeping her distance for a good reason. "Thanks for the portal save, I owe you one. If we had hung around a lot more people would likely have gotten hurt."

Moe glanced behind her, seeing the man with the scythe had decided to join them after all. He was talking with combustion girl, so she turned back ahead, watching the ground in front of her feet, making sure she didn't trip. She flinched away from the movement beside her, taking a second to register what was being said to her.
"Portals, yea. Your welcome. 'Twas nothing, as I wanted out of there as fast as possible. You seems like you're safe enough to be around, with the fightin' you was doing." She said, shoving her hands in her pockets. "I'm Moe. What should I call you, so as I don't have to keep callin' you 'scythe man.'"

Cleaver just shrugged off the Scythe Man thing, though he made a mental note about her recoiling at the possibility of physical contact. There was more to her than portals, whether it was mental or there was another power that wasn't as noticeable would be a puzzle for another day, if he stuck around for another day. He merely shrugged, in his usual brooding way. "Scythe man is all right I guess. Some like Scrapheap challenge over there call me Cleaver, some have called me Death. To be honest I don't pay much attention to my name, I don't tend to use it that much and I haven't used my original name for years just if somehow someone from my life before manages to track me down and find me. The last thing I need is estranged family finding out one of their forefathers is still alive." He merely shrugged it off.

"What do I call you though, I presume you have some form of name you prefer to go by? Most people who haven't been around as long have. Whether it be a real name or some alias that they feel sounds cool."

Jax hit a button on the controller again and as the group entered, the image of the shack reappeared behind them. "Better safe then sorry." He said with a smile as he walked down the tunnel until he reached an armored door.

"Prepare for Retinal scan." A voice echoed.

Jax opened his eyes and held it close to the scanning device. "identify acknowledged." The same voice said as the door opened and revealed a massive room filled with computers and other machines. Lights began to flicker on all around the room to reveal a large tube filled with some sort of green liquid...and in that liquid was a man wearing a red and black mask along with a red and black suit with two swords on his back.

"Sorry. I should have told you. This is Deadpool. And he's one of the many reason I became a hero." He said quietly. "Before any of you freak out, let me explain. About two months before I exposed myself to the radiation that allowed me to become the Hulk, I found out that there was some sort of battle going on in Vegas, or what was left of it. I was in the area and couldn't escape. Deadpool was fighting some sort of...monstrosity that had been genetically engineered to kill everything in it's path, why it was created I don't know."

"But whatever this thing was, It had already killed quite a few people and I don't know why Deadpool was fighting it. But when it came after me...Deadpool actually saved my life. He decapitated whatever it was and then collapsed. I think something had happened to his healing factor because once the thing was finally dead he was in rough shape and he wasn't healing for some reason. So, I brought him here after hiding for a few days. I think his healing factor is starting to come back but I'm not sure."

He looked up at Deadpool and smiled. "I owe this man my life."

"Just call me Moe. I Ain't got any reason to hide behind a false name." She stated, turning to the man that brought them there as he began interacting with technological things, letting the others into a larger room. She listened intently to the story, arms crossed protectively.
"Maybe it was experimentation. Borrowin' powers to make somthin' new. More powerful. Ain't the first time, if the stories we hear are true." She suggested, gazing around the room, taking note of where things were.

Leena chose to ignore Cleaver’s comment about her powers, starting a fight with someone who was obviously trying to get a rise out of her seemed pointless in her mind. Instead she focused on her surroundings, always keeping an eye out behind her. Leena was prepared for any surprises this hulk guy would throw at them.

She really wasn’t expecting to see Deadpool though. Arching her eyebrow, first she thought it was some sort of replica or model, but once she made her way all the way around the tube he was in, she knew that wasn’t the case. Letting out a laugh in disbelief, Leena almost wanted to clap her hands at the man. “I’ve heard stories about Deadpool! But I never thought I’d get to see him.” Leena leaned closer to the glass, inspecting the floating man.

Cleaver shrugged when he looked at the gloop of Deadpool. "Well, theres someone I didn't really want to see. A maniac who works more for money rather than anything else. If it was say Wolverine I'd offer to help him out. See if there wasn't some way I could help out his healing factor however with Deadpool I am not so sure. Also remember that Deadpools healing factor was made out of a bottle from Wolverine by corrupt politicians and his mind pretty much went byebye. So I'm not sure how much faith you should put in him." He looked around the room checking on all the exits and such. Then he leaned against a wall after figuring it out where they all were to find his way out if necessary.

He looked around the room at everyone looking at Deadpool in awe. "Yes, let us all put our faith hope and dreams in the hands of a mercenary who worked against the likes of the Avengers as many times as he actually helped them."

"Oh my gosh.." Tom said through his armour as he looked at deadpool "this is the best day of my life... Plain and simple. No way to top this. Hey mean-and-green! How'd you get him here without anyone noticing?" Iron legacy said with a huge smile on his masked face. He couldn't believe he was looking at THE deadpool. It was a dream come true for him to see an actual hero after the purge of heroes.

Moe shivered, a chill running through her spine unexpectedly. She looked around, nervous about what had caused the sudden streak of coldness. It was cooler inside than outside, but not that cold. She leaned over briefly, feeling the floor. It was in fact colder than the air, and her shoes had probably picked up on it, passing through her as a result of her learning. Standing straight again, Moe pressed her lips togeter. She hadn't realised it before, but she probably looked odd, suddenly touching the floor for no apparent reason. She crossed her arms again, tapping her fingers against her elbow.
"Right, it's a near dead deadpool. We've all heard the stories. He's startin' to freak me out, you sure he's alive? I mean whats that stuff he's in? Wouldn't he drown? I know regeneration an' all, but he'd have to react somehow by now." She stopped, once again pressing her lips together. She was rambling, something she did when she got tired.

this is the best day of my life... Plain and simple. No way to top this. Hey mean-and-green! How'd you get him here without anyone noticing?"

"It wasn't easy. I will say this though, It's going to be worth it when he finally wakes up. He...did say a few odd things when he was passing in and out of consciousness. He kept talking about...food. Some type of food that I'm not familiar with."

Right, it's a near dead deadpool. We've all heard the stories. He's startin' to freak me out, you sure he's alive? I mean whats that stuff he's in? Wouldn't he drown? I know regeneration an' all, but he'd have to react somehow by now."

"Yea. He's alive." Jax said. "And as far as I can tell, it's some kind of healing tank where heroes who were badly injured were placed until they healed. "I don't pretend to understand know how it works. All I know is that he's been doing a lot better since he was placed in it."

Jax turned around as he heard the sound of someone knocking on the glass tank and his eyes widened and than he narrowed his eyes as he saw Deadpool move in his tank. "Looks like he's awake."

Deadpool stared out at the assembled heroes and raised both his middle fingers.

"And it looks like he's feeling just fine." Jax said in a deadpan voice as he moved over and hit the controls that opened the tank.

Tom couldn't help but smile when he was fingered by Deadpool. Sure it was an insult but it was an insult coming from Deadpool! "Mr.Pool I gotta say its a honour to meet you" Tom would say when Deadpool came out of his tube of liquid health. Tom couldn't help but feel excited when Deadpool came out of the tube. It was like a dream come true.

Did he just call us Mr.Pool? I think he just did. Maybe he's a fan! Oh not another one. Hey, ask if he has any fangirl friends. Ask if he has any food."Will you two shut up." Was the first thing out of Deadpools mouth as soon as he left the tube. Of course it looked crazy but what else was he supposed to do? You could look normal I suppose. Booooriinnngggggg. Lets go kill someone. Bad Idea. How come? Big fella is a hulk remember? Good point.

He looked around and checked his underwear before flinging them off. "You realize that these-" He held them up with one finger. "-Do not work out for me." Not at all. Only red and black.

This is when Cleaver stepped in. "Put it away before I chop it off."Oooo he's threatening. He's another regenerative fella. How can you tell? Blood and tears on his clothes but no wounds. "You know it'll just regrow right?""Then I'll chop it off again and shove my scythe up your ass.""Promises, promises."Ask him why he doesn't like us. You're asking for trouble with that question. "Why don't you like me Mr? Is it my complexion? Or the way your cheeks flush when I stand here naked.""No, it's more along the line of your lack of morals."Ow that hurt.I declare shots fired.