Jason mentally cursed as he died once more on the patronizing game. As he clicked out of the app, a black, futuristic screen meeting him, he was suddenly bombarded with the thousands of voices of the people he had killed. They had their own little, shitty city inside of his mind, and immediately, he mentally organized them, making sure that he could only hear the voices of the relatively 'sane' residents he had killed. There was a German scientists voice - a man he had killed whilst snooping through a rather shady underground base. 'Zat girl,' the Scientists murmured, immediately hushing the voices from others, 'Ze one with ze 'eadphones. Ze must have zomethin' to do wit' sound. And zat one - the bathroom one. She must have zomethin' to do wit' Zpiderman; her outfit zays it all. Gaudy 'tings, zuper'ero ou-' Even though the information was useful, Jason already knew these things; his tentacle eye, which had just sunk back into his jacket, had already been busy sending information about these people to his main brain. Yes, technically, Jason had dozens of brains, but only one - his 'main' one, was flesh. The other brains were the prolonged, stasis brains of his victims. As the scientist's voice faded away into grumbling complaints about the gaudiness of superhero costumes, Jason sat his phone on the table and finally looked up, his blue eyes nearly glowing in the light. His first glance was at the sound girl a table away, and then to the 'spider-chick', and finally to the other two nondescript teenagers. This was supposed to be his team? He smirked, looking back down at his phone, his elongated canines briefly on display. Yeah, right. They were prey.

A SHIELD agent walks to the room we are in, thats when its all revealed "Now, some of you may have though we were going to land, drop you off, then go back to base. Well two of those are correct. There are four parachutes against the back wall…or rather ramp…" he quickly leave the room, the closes the door, so we are stuck in the room. The ramp begins to lower, as the plane continues to fly towards the training facility. Looking at the one guy still asleep(Aiden), and I use my web shooters to grab two of the parachutes, throwing one at the sleeping guy, to wake him up, then the other to Halle. As I aim for the others, my backpack slips out from the overhead storage and falls to the floor, and out the now large hole. I run down the aisle after it, and jump out of the plane, free falling after it.

Taylor looks to the plane as one of the SHIELD agents touches his ear. She looks to the plane and notices that the platform underneath where the new recruits should be is opening. She stands up straighter and looks closer. Suddenly, a person jumps off the plane. Taylor kicks into panic mode and jumps into the air, beating her wings, flying rapidly toward the plane as the agents scream at her to come back. She ignores them and flies rapidly toward the falling girl. She beats her wings once and shoots forward, zooming toward the plane.

Halle opened her eyes and simply stared at the parachute in her arms... She needed this why? The young girl tossed it aside and ran her fingers through her hair, sighing as she hopped off of the plane and dove as if she was preparing to jump into a pool. Her hands were in front of her as she had plotted out her landing through conveying her own power and keeping her body in one piece. Her music playing through her ears as she plummeted, the soft tune of the orchestra making the fall much more calm.

Jason was still sitting in his seat as the plane began going faster towards their destination. Even as the others began jumping out, he simply stood there, waiting for the perfect moment. Finally...a minute passed, and he simply stood, absolutely no panic in his form. Rather, a small grin could be seen on his lips. He rested his hands in the pocket of his exterior jacket, and tilted his head. With one stomp, the floor underneath him collapsed in sharp shards of metal, and Jason was suddenly freefalling completely straight, his hands still in his pockets. What seemed to be streams of crimson, sharp, haze-like biomass began to stream from his feet and elbows, even as he stayed ramrod straight. At the figure of a flying, winged female flying towards him, he shook his head once before turning his eyes to the disappearing plane. "Now this is more like it." He grinned to himself, the wind seemingly having no effect on his skin or mouth functions.

Falling after my bag, I see the girl that hadn't talked dove out. I sigh and continue to free fall after my backpack, as I reach out one hand to grab it, the strap connects with my fingers. I throw it up and on my shoulder, then press buttons on the web shooters, causing a parachute made of webbing to erupt from them. I grab the strings and hop on, using it to glide towards the ground.

Oh look, a SHIELD drone. He was spouting some nonsense about not landing and blah blah blah. So they were going to have to jump. The quiet was ruptured by the back of the plane opening and the sound of rushing air filling the cabin. Well, it was time to move finally. Getting up and heading toward the back there seemed to be one of the four parachutes left. She didn't need one, but it could be funny to take it anyway. For a moment the thought crossed her mind that that would be something her mother would do when one of the other girls jumped. Well that took some of the wind out of her sails. She must have had some way to land. Another apparently made his own way out. Very well. Crossing her arms 533 walked off the ramp and began to freefall. Her method was simple, drop like a rock and let the ground break her fall. On the way down she waved slightly to Jason who appeared to have a similar approach.

Taylor then sees the parachutes and lets out a breath. She flies over to the nearest parachute girl(Gwen) and begins to fly next to her. She begins to fly on her back, her stomach facing upwards. "Hey!" she yells over the rushing wind. "I'm Taylor! But everyone calls me Hawk! Welcome the SHIELD headquarters! I'm going to help guide you down, okay?" She then flips back over and beats her wings to where the wind from them directs the girl more toward the runway, that way she does crash into the trees on the side.

I smile at Hawk "That won't be needed, I'm Gwen…aka Spidergirl…or Spiderwoman. I would suggest you check on the guy that was asleep in his chair…I threw a parachute at him before jumping out" I laugh then focus on landing. Looking back, I notice some of the people just dropping…like flies. I laugh at myself slightly…then realize something…I have bough web fluid to do the parachute again. I let go of the webs and drop towards the ground, aiming my face towards the run way "Hello tower…this Spiderwoman to ground control, it seems that our engines have failed…and now we are, Freeeeeefalling!" I sing out the last word, laughing to myself.

Approaching the ground, Halle let out a low hum which had soon magnified to the point where noticeable shockwaves could be seen erupting from the girl's mouth. She had landed on the ground safely, thankfully due to the push that her voice had given her and her precise calculations. She stood on the ground, her hands wrapped around her earphones so that she could remove them and listen to the conversations or voices that were nearby. Halle turned her phone off and shoved it into her wrapper filled pockets.

"Ugh I was just getting to the good part of the dream!" Aiden groaned unhappily as he was jolted awake by a sudden case of parachute to the face syndrome. He was a bit lost for a second as he awoke to the sight of people jumping out of planes, or in some cases stomping their way out of planes. "Well this is new." He said as he casually stood up, his red T-shirt and jeans being wrinkled from tossing and turning in his sleep. He put on the parachute and walked to the hatchet of the plane. "Guess S.H.I.E.L.D never herd of a welcome basket, go figure." He said with a smirk before he jumped out of the plane. For someone that had lunch with demons and once made a snapchat account for a three hundred ghost once skydiving was pretty weird for Aiden. The feel of fry falling was different than anything he could remember. "DDDDDUUUUUUUUDDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEESSSSSSS, THIS IS SSSSOOOOOO SWEET!!!!!!" He exclaimed as he fell from the sky towards the run way, flipping through the air.

Hawk looks back behind her and sees the young man flipping out of the plane. She chuckles and says, "I don't think he needs help." She folds her wings into her sides and shoots back toward the runway, aiming for some of the SHIELD agents. She reaches the runway before most of the rest of them. She slides to a stop and watches as the rest of them descend. She looks around and sees the disapproval in the agents' eyes, but she does not care. She faces forward and watches the new recruits descend.

I spread out as I approach the runway and use my web shooters to make my parachute again. I use it to glide until I am a few feet above the ground, and next to the SHIELD agents, I let go of the web and do a roll, letting my remaining momentum go into the roll, and standing up, casting my arms up "And she STICKS THE LANDING!" I cheer for myself, turning and seeing the SHIELD agents covered in the web parachute, and lose it, falling on the ground as I begin to laugh uncontrollably.

James walked up, taking one glance at the others that were falling before simply letting himself fall from the plane, falling headfirst and keeping his feet together and his arms against his side so he was like a spear cutting through the air to fall faster than all the others, passing some of them on his way down.

Jason approached the ground at a blurred pace, having not tried to soften his fall. His feet crashed against asphalt with a cracking roar, dust blasting up around him as he bent his knees slightly with the force, his hands still in his pockets. Straightening, he glanced down. A splintering and cracked crater, he stood in, and he quickly analyzed the space. "A dozen feet around." he murmured, looking back up at the sky. He didn't fall too far, apparently. But he did fall fast. Walking over to the Agents, he paused mid-step, his form shifting with fleshy crimson and black biomass. he now wore a form-fitting, seemingly armored black hoodie with some sort of glowing, pulsing red tribal emblem on the back, with the hood up, along with dark jeans and combat boots. He took the hood down, and continued the short walk.

Hitting the ground seconds after Jason the impact that 533 created was of similar size. She didn't need to worry about the shock though and stepped out of the cloud of dust that lingered. She walked over to the agents while brushing off the powdered concrete. "Might want to fix those before you try landing anything else." Looking back to admire her work she was impressed that she wasn't the only one that could survive that kind of fall. "I think that went well."

Hawk looks at amusement at all of those who land. She watches Gwen descend and she swiftly avoids the web. She does smile a little bit at the web covered SHIELD agents, but one stern look from the senior members and she shuts her mouth. She watches dully as the rest descend, wishing that she could've been on that plane as well.

Halle shoved her hands into her pockets and simply let out a small sigh as the others were talking and hopping about, clearly filled with boundless energy like a bunch of children. Some were excited, others however remained calm and collected. There was a definite split with personality. There were two kinds of people in this group...

Just before he could hit the ground, James suddenly summoned a hoverboard, and rode over to where the others are, stopping next to them but staying on the hoverboard.

Wanda: Walking outside, I look around at everyone "Hey, whats with the noise? I was trying to sleep!" I groan and throw my Teddy Bear at Hawk, it hits her in the back of the head and I notice the agents getting web off of them "Hey, was there a party? Were ether chimichangas?" I laugh and walk over to the crowd of recruits. Gwen: I stand up "That was f…un. Why is everyone making a mess of the run way…they are going to make US fix it…not that it will be hard or anything, just I don't want to." I smile as I look up, noticing that Sleepyhead is still falling…