The rampaging Winters never arrived, despite the dent in his chest Jack was able to climb to his feet and tackle Winters, pinning him to the ground, but just barely. With his skin being made of metal he weighed nearly 300 pounds but even that amount of weight couldn't hold Winters down for long. "Little help?" He managed to gasp as Winters thrashed and almost threw him as he tried to keep the super-charged old man pinned to the ground, the dent in his chest making it hard to breathe and the exertion of trying to keep Winters pinned was not helping.

Veyas's voice becoming louder and demanding, "Winters of the town Nevada, Texas you have been found guilty by courses of Natures judging and as such penalty must be paid!" And on the last word Veyas slammed down his staff calling Nature's great judgement if lightning forming clouds readying the strike, but before time could catch up Winters was charging again and now pinned by jack, Veyas quickly shoved jack off and immediately slammed his staff into Winters's chest to break it and taking the ball end of the staff down to break Winters knee before moving quickly for lightning to come down.

Melinda looked at Alexei as he began shooting at Winters. She blushed by what he said about her body. "Stop it! Dont look at my body." She rolled her eyes and looking at the others attacking Winters. Melinda would create a force field around herself and Alexei, so Winters wouldnt get close to them and so Alexei can reload his damn guns. "Hurry it up!"

The second bullet lodged itself in Winters jaw, breaking the left hinge. The pistol shots mostly didn't even hit the head, punching holes through Winters chest and ripping through his kidneys. However, the many shots did little but slow down the rampaging pensioner, before he was suddenly smashed aside by Jack's jump.
Winters growls, trying to throw Jack off of him. He punches his sides, but without room for leverage even Winters supernatural strength was doing little to the steel skin, and the weight was crushing him. Slowly, Jack starts wriggling his way out from under the hulking mass of his opponent, his ribs beginning to crack.

Jack withstood the beating he was taking from the elderly man as he looked over to Alexei and Melinda. "Are you two done over there yet? I don't have much time left before I go back to normal, then this guy is going to start breaking my ribs with these hits." he said as a particularly fierce hit from the old man threatened to knock him over but he quickly regained his balance.

"Good thinking, Invisigirl! However, I'm still gonna stop checking you out." Alexei chuckled as he pulled out a magazine from his pocket, and reloaded his pistol. Out of all the people he had killed, this Winters guy was insane... He should have been dead, but it's like his corpse is stuck in a rigor mortis state... it's like he's already dead. Whatever had happened to this guy... it was the work of a villain who should have been taken care of by those heroes in that Team Bullshit. Winters... that damned old man who was trying to be a villain, had become a villain indeed.

Suddenly, an echoing sound filled the air as he saw the Crack Druid and Hollowfag taking Winters on. The Crack Druid was powerful, indeed, and Hollowfag was a tough one but Winters was still not budging from his rampage. Suddenly, he heard some ribs crack... It couldn't be Hollowfag, he was a steel colossus, and it couldn't be Crack Druid... It could only mean Winters. "Keep your nuts in a twist, Hollowfag! I'm on it." Alexei shouted back as he focused back on the ribs.

"If the ribs break off... He'll be immobilized... Nothing will support his torso, in that case... Taking out the spine as well." Alexei mumbled as he faced Invisibitch. "Invisigirl, you have those telekinetic bullshits right? This might be hard for you, but I guess Hollowfag's steel will be able to endure any misfires. Let's work together on this." the assassin spoke to the girl as he grabbed her, and pointed his hand to Winters.

"Now, Winters ribs are breaking... Once I shoot, I want you to direct my bullets to his ribs. I can't risk hitting Hollowfag with my sniper. Direct as well my bullets to that bastard's spine. Use the momentum to break those bones so that Winters will be immobilized. He's far from dying. I'll try to make my shots as accurate as possible. However, that concussion made my eyes blurry, so expect some far shots." Alexei informed her as he aimed his pistol.

"Can you do that for me, Melinda? If we do it, I promise I won't look at your body... well, not the southern part at least. However, if you don't, I swear, I'll look at you completely for the entire day." Alexei grinned as he looked at Winters, Hollowfag, and Crack Druid fighting. "Ready? GO!" Alexei pulled the trigger as 5 consecutive shots flew in the air and hurtled towards Winters, and Hollowfag.

It was just so much that was happening! This Winter guy just didnt want to die! Melinda looked at Alexei as he began to take her into a plan to Immobolize Winters. It was a good plan. Suddenly he grabbed her and she blushed a little shaking it off and nodding at Alexei. "Fine! But no seeing my body!" She sighed as she turned now seeing Alexei 5 bullets came out. Melinda closed her eyes as the Bullets were now controlled by her, little force fields sorrounding them. Melinda opened her eyes focusing on the bulelts so it wont hit Hollow. As the bullets now went three to Winter's ribs and two into his spine. It was sucessful but Melinda was bleeding a little from her nose it was hard to concentrate on the bullets but it was done and Hollow was safe.

As all of this was happening, Teleporto was holding back his vomit. A decapitated girl was enough, but an old guy acting and sounding exactly like a little girl? Talk about messed up. The "team" seemed to be doing fine without him, so eventually, he let his vomit out, wiped his mouth, and withdrew his sword. Just to be safe. And then Alexei shot five bullets at Winters, and Melinda directed them so they missed Jack.
"Hey," gasp, "Deadpool... Invisible Woman... good job."

((Just in case you guys didn't pick it up... Teleporto has trouble remembering the names, or aliases, of people he doesn't fully respect))

The gunshots sound and hit home on Winters. "Oh man, the poor old bastard." Jack says as he sits up and his power wears off, the metal receding back into his skin. Perfect timing, any longer and he would have been pulverized by Winters, the old man was way too strong, something was wrong and the team needed to figure out what it was. "Thanks for the help, any later and I'd probably be in the hospital, or worse the morgue." Jack said as he stood up off of old man Winters and shook his head at the sight. The old man had been harmless, a little annoying maybe but harmless, he didn't deserve this.

((I have to go, but if you want to keep the fight going a little longer feel free to have Winters knock Jack away and out of commission now that his power wore off))

Alexei sighed as he slumped down... He didn't know whether they had incapacitated Winters, but one thing was for sure, they had an advantage. The lad turned to his allies as he gave them the thumbs-up, a rare act from him. He turned to Telefag as he gave him a gentle smile. "Hey there, Telefag... Nice to see you still alive, but then again, I'd be happier if you weren't." Alexei said jokingly as he turned to Melinda. Suddenly, something strange occurred within him as he saw blood dripping from her nose. Without thinking, he pulled the girl to him as he cupped her left cheek with his right hand. Normally, he would have just shrugged the occurrence off as a minor setback, but this time, he didn't like seeing that blood on Melinda's face.

"You're not hurt, are you, Melinda?" Alexei said in a calm tone as he parted some of Melinda's hair out of her face. With a gentle smile, Alexei wiped off the blood from her nose with his gloves, and quickly hid the glove in his pocket. Suddenly, he felt his gaze drawn to her face; her eyes, her lips...

Alexei's eyes opened as he gently pushed Melinda away. "Good. That blood can't even reach your guts. For a coward, you did well, Invisigirl." Alexei said in a cold tone. "Let's go home."

Melinda saw the others seeing that they were all safe and either Winters was incapacitated or he was dead, either or. It was good seeing that they all worked together as a team, especially mr.bad boy Alexei here. As soon as they were done, some of the team members walked towards both Alexei and Melinda. Melinda wanted to hide the blood but surprisingly, Alexei grabbed her and cupped her left cheek wit his right hand. It was soooo weird because, Alexei was never this nice to Melinda....he was probably drunk or something? "I'm fine....Alexei...thank you." she smiled at him in a calm tone blushing a little as he wiped her blood with his gloves. "Thank you...." she bit her bottom lips staring deeply into Alexei's eyes and then to his lips but suddenly he was Mr.Bad boy once again.

He gently pushed her away as Melinda rolled her eyes pushing him back and crossing her arms closer to her chest. "Whatever, Let's just go..." she said now walking away with her hands crossed and her hair swaying from side to side beautifully as she walked. Deep down in Alexei there was a sweet side of him, she didn't have a problem with his bad boy image, but sometimes he can take it a bit far by calling her names or the other teams.

Teleporto watched Alexei and Melinda have their little flirt session. 'Pfft, lovebirds,' he thought. But wait... was that jealousy he was hearing in his own thoughts? Surely it mustn't be... Heath shrugged it off. Melinda was a bit too... he didn't know, something, for his tastes, anyway.
"See you back home, guys," he said to the remaining teammates, before teleporting back to the bar.

Alexei nodded to Telefag as he stole a glance from Melinda who was walking behind him. The assassin clenched his fist as he placed it near his chest. He turned back, looking at Melinda, and was about to open his mouth to speak. Suddenly, a feeling of unable to talk clenched his throat, causing him to look at the Crack Druid. "Hey, Crack Druid, you comin' or what? I'd prefer it though if you didn't." Alexei mumbled as he faced front. Something was wrong with him... and the boy thought he knew why.

Arriving at the bar, he slowly opened the door, and tossed his rifle on his usual table. Alexei noticed Telefag already there; then again, that person had the power to teleport in the first place. Quickly, he searched for Jake, because that man might have the answers. However, at the counter, Jake was absent... perhaps, dead. Alexei sat at the counter as he banged his fist on the rotten wood; nearly sundering it apart. His left hand touched the bruised spot on his head where the head of the little girl hit him hard.

"Something's not right... Ouch." Alexei mumbled as he pressed the bruised spot; his eyes were still blurry but it could just be a feedback from the hit. "Mild! Where is my milk and those medical supplies!? Would you also have an anti-venom?" Alexei called out as he slumped back down; resting his head on his arms. "I maybe poisoned... I'm starting to care for others..." the assassin mumbled to himself as his eyes closed in confusion.

As Jack was struck by the bullets, he coughed up blood. However, with a loud crunch, his ribs collapsed inwards, as he let out an odd, distorted scream. Jack's weight slumped down on him, and his crushde organs were forced out of his mouth and to the sides, spreading blood and guts everywhere. With his spine cracked, the pensioner of Doom twitched some more, and then lay silent. Finally, the rampage of the Destroyer had been ended.

As you arrive at the bar, you find some chairs have been thrown over, as if there had been a fight. Jack's voice emerges from the back room, muffled by the heavy oak door that leads there. However, the hysteric tone is unmistakable, even muffled, and there's obviously another voice behind the door. The last, worrying detail is the fact that Jake's hunting shotgun is no longer on display.

"Mild.... will you shut your trap, or so help me, I will shove my fist down your throat. You're used to shoving things down your throat anyway..." Alexei mumbled lazily; his voice barely trying to sound human. Suddenly, his dizziness wore off. He sat straight as he took in his surroundings; the chairs were messed up, and what was worse was that his glass was still empty. Alexei stood up; not paying attention to Telefag... or was it even Telefag, he couldn't tell. Suddenly, those sounds were becoming audible... they weren't noises, they were hysteric screams.

"Telefag! You hear that?" Alexei called out as he pulled out his pistol. Alexei faced the backdoor as he realized that the noise was coming from there; albeit muffled. "Telefag, I'll take the point. Go and get Melinda, as well as Crack Druid." Alexei gritted behind his teeth as he slowly approached the oaken door, pointing his gun at it. The assassin stood in front of the barrier as he tried to use his Sight of the Hidden, however, his head was too distorted to even use it. Alexei rubbed his temple as he shook his head.

"Whoever you are... Whether you're jacking off, or being jacked off, I'm breaking through the door! Mild, if you're still alive---" Alexei stopped talking as he noticed that the worthless hunting shotgun that belonged to Mild was gone. "Mild... What happened?" Alexei growled as he delivered a well-aimed kick at the door, hoping that it would open and reveal the sight within.

As you kick open the door, the scent of stale beer and must fills your nose. The back room is a large storage area, where Mid keeps his cheap beer and milk. It's filled with the constant hum of the giant fridge that keeps his wares cold, barely muffled by the solid oak. Jack had once offered to make it into a sort of 'batcave' for the group, but the scent of the place and the crampedness had soon made the idea worthless. Currently, however, quite a spectacle was taking place in the old room, and for a moment it makes Alexel unsure if he'd suffered more serious trauma than he'd thought.
The hysterics indeed were coming from Jake, although he seems to be perfectly fine. He'd breathing heavily, shotgun in hand and eyes red, obviously he'd been crying. Not a very manly thing to do, but then again, he'd just seen his neighbor's daughter's head fly across the street. His hair's untidy, his hands clenched, but what truly shows how distraught he is is hs set of signed Batman playing cards, which had fallen out of his pocket and apparently been trampled. Jack would have given his life for that deck, and took it everywhere he went.
"You fucking monster! Oh fucking hell! Stop acting like that!" A stack of barrels obscured the person Jack was talking to, and his screams drowned them out if they were even talking back. However, a small movement reveals the target of Jack's rage. Bruised and battered, leaning against a wall, sits Mr Winters in his silly Destroyer hat, a modified balaclava, begging for his life. "You killed Elsie, you piece of crap!" Jack's hands are trembling as he aims the shotgun at the pensioner, who is on his knees, shivering and crying.

As Melinda and the others walked into the bar, she saw the boys going to get some Milk. But she decided to leave them alone and sit down where she was sitting. Melinda now noticed some of the guys in the bar looking at her while bitting their lips and all. But suddenly, and thank god for this, a scream was heard. She quickly stood up and went to where the scream took place as there she saw Alexei. Melinda looked at Jack and there Mr Winters shows up. Melinda's eyes widened as she stepped back closer to Alexei, yes she was scared of this guy! How was he still alive?!

Alexei couldn't move or speak... How hard did Winters hit him for him to be hallucinating this badly? However, his doubts were cleared as Melinda came running as well to the backroom. The girl was apparently scared senseless as she backed off and clung closer to Alexei; which found a small smile to Alexei's lips. The assassin shook his head as he looked Mild with a gun, pointing it at Winters; who was still alive. First off, they fought that monster, and second, they took out his spine and ribs... HOW COULD HE STILL BE MOVING?! Alexei exhaled as he tried not to panic; he was thinking... trying really hard not to just flail his gun around. The assassin closed his eyes as he looked at Mild; pointing his pistol at the shotgun.

"Drop the gun, Mild. We've got this." Alexei spoke to the trembling bar owner. "Get your finger off the trigger, Mild. Trust me. Come on, Mild, drop the gun. I've got you." Alexei spoke in a gentle tone as he tried in earnest to sound friendly. The assassin looked at Melinda whose eyes betrayed fear within her. He didn't like that; not at all. He didn't even like those guys who had been staring at her. Almost out of instinct, his left arm coiled around Melinda's shoulder as he tried to pull her closer. "Don't worry, Melinda... I've got you guys."

Alexei turned back to Mild and to Winters. "I know I am dick to you, Nerdlord, but just this once, trust me, and drop the freaking gun!"

Hollow had followed Alexei back to the storage room and saw what was going on inside. Alexei had pulled out his gun andpointed it at Jake, who was holding winters at gunpoint, this was bad. "Guys, stop," Hollow said as he stepped into the cramped room and grabbed Alexei's wrist and the barrel of Jake's shotgun, raising his arms so both were aimed at the ceiling and away from anyone. "I think I know what happened, that thing outside wasn't Winters, it was a shapeshifter or something." He did his best to remain calm, someone had to and Jake was losing his mind and Alexei was too preoccupied with looking cool for Melinda to be much use. "Let's just put the guns away and take Mr. Winters back home all right?"

Jack glares at Mr Winters, trembling. However, after a moment, he lets go of the shotgun, his hands still trembling, as he walks to a wall. For a moment, he seems like he's going to punch it, but he thinks better of the senseless action, and instead turns to you. "Oh Fucking Hell, I nearly killed the dude." He seems to be shaking all over, unable to find the proper words to express the way he feels. "The thing outside. The thing that killed Elsia. You guys killed it?"
Mr Winters, for his part, was remaining quiet, shivering in his little corner. Jack had quite obviously punched the dude a number of times, and he wasn't looking so good. A distinct odour also told the heroes the old man had peed himself.