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Brabbit blushed they didn't like the idea... "I-I just thought if we all focused our effort on one floor there's more chance they'll escape from other floors but if we each handle a floor we can make sure less people escape and if we need help we can call for back up." she said sheepishly...

"Well if this is the genuine article really 'the' devil what chance do we stand as a group either really? if it's can cause all this mayhem, how would we even know if this being is so powerful it may even be able to trick us to not seeing it or even see it as some one else." she said "If ares and Mr. Stark are going to be working with that other man in fighting this devil hing don't you think our first priority should be ensuring the prisoners don't escape and hurt anyone?" she asked looking over them, she was admittedly intimidated they where much more powerful hero's but well... she felt her thoughts had merit at least she was part of the team it didn't hurt to voice them... Right? She'd been solo for so long she wasn't sure how working in a team really worked.

"Yes there can, golden boy. We both know that," The 'Void' told Sentry, sitting back, "I'm why you're always too late to stop anything. They're gone. Maybe not all of them... There's a couple over there if you must endulge yourself..."

The glowing red grin of the 'Void' spread to inhuman proportions, obviously mocking the Sentry. Mephisto had no concern about being hurt. Not that he doubted Bob could hurt him; the idiot could hurt nearly anything living. No, it was that Mephisto had plans. Preparations. Let Sentry strike. See who he killed.

Jake looked at the women as if they were attached on a wanted poster, seeing every feature of their faces to see if he could pinpoint if one of them could be the one posing as the Devil incarnate. However, it was to no avail. Jake knew what she looked like, and none of them fit the profile. "Sorry, Iron Man, but none of them are her. I know that the security protocols are mostly messed up, but the cameras should still be in working order. I can rewind the video feed to show you what she looks like."

Jake took his idea to the main console of the control room and started to patch in the feed from every security camera in the Raft, knowing that his idea was going to work. With some simple button presses, the main screen was filled with multiple views from the different areas of the prison. He could see the other Avengers scouting the areas for the enemy, including the Sentry and some black mass that had a glowing grin in front of him. Jake's eyes opened wide as he could only imagine what was in front of the superhero. "What the....Iron Man! I found him! He's in Level 5!"

Not waiting for a response from the armored Avenger, Jake turned and ran out of the control room, heading towards the stairs so he could head down to Level 5. If anything crazy happened in that level, the entire city would be in serious danger. He hoped that he and the rest of the Avengers can get there in time.

"No..." he hissed, a black flash darting across his eyes, before reaching for whatever was in front of him. Something was different. Something was wrong. "Whatever you are..." He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block it out. "You aren't me." He whispered.


Meanwhile, back with the group, Ares tapped his com. "Hand. How goes prisoner clean up?"

"Something is teleporting them out. Psi division has been tracking escapees though. Elite squads will be sent to deal with them shortly, after we shut down their minds. Helicarrier power dampeners are coming back on line soon. Avengers - both teams, should be safe. But something's wrong with Bob. His cam and communicator are turned off, and his heart rate is erratic. You need to get down there now." Bob. I between arguing with Stark, he'd nearly forgotten about Bob. The man had the power to rival the gods, but if he'd gone off his meds...

Back down on level five, The "Sentry" shot a hand forward to grab whatever it was by the unfortunate throat. "What was your plan here? Get him to run away? Have a mental break down? Question his judgement? Congratulations. You win. Have a cookie. For every action The Sentry takes, the Void must take an equal and opposite reaction. That's what I told him. I guess he ran away. Couldn't cut it under the stress. But me? I'm your huckleberry. Now take off that face. I want to see those pretty eyes."

Iron Man had figured that none of the women matched Fulfiller's description. The demon would more than likely choose a face with a S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform. He looked toward Jake's monitors to see exactly what he seen, the Sentry had seemingly encountered the devil, and from the looks of things, Tony wouldn't consider any of it good.

"Jake, wait!" he yelled out, but it was no good as the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent went away. Level 5 was a dangerous level in the prison. As crazy as it would be to encounter this devil, it just seemed like Bob needed the help, as crazy as that sounds.

Following Fulfiller, he heard Victoria Hand's message. That, was overall good news. No need to be concerned of the villains trying to escape, they wouldn't make it far anyway.

With the arguments aside, Ares and Iron Man had to work together, to help their comrades. "I'm heading in there, before Bob loses it. Let's show this devil that we are not the Avengers to play with!" he said to Ares. Again, he was not fond of Osborn having his own Avenger team, regardless that he was the one who had shot the Queen Skrull. The people just put too much trust and power in a man like him.

Bob and Ares though, he knew there was good in them and they only wanted what was best for the world, and Bob, well Tony tried to help him before.

Tony flew full force, catching up with Fulfiller and contacting his team via communicator. "Avengers, don't worry about the villains. They won't make it far after their minds are shut down. The Sentry seems to be in trouble. We all need to head down to level 5 of the prison. We got a devil to take down!"

"Way to cheer up a crowd, man. You do birthdays and bar mitzvahs too?" Jim didn't know exactly who the partycrasher was, but his talk wasn't helping his nerves. First the devil, now a talking dog who was a downer anyway.

"HO, Anubis!" Thor smiled at Black Rabbit's comment. Her tone lent sincerity to her voice. "We can, now, little one!" He nodded towards Anubis. "Your brother Seth, what has he to say about your presence here?" Thor and Seth were old enemies, having clashed numerous times over the last century. Explaning his change of heart about splitting up, he went on. "It is only mysticism that gives me concern about my fellow Avengers. But Anubis and I have our defenses against it. Black Rabbit and I team up, and you and Anubis, War Machine." To the group, he asked as a whole, "What say thee?"

"Yeah, I'll pair up with the Stargate reject, long as he can keep the magic away. I'm pretty strictly in the here and now, and that magic s*** don't fly with me. It messes up these armors like nobody's business." Ordinarily he would feel fine splitting up. But magic really did give Rhodey fits. He didn't understand how it worked, like physics or other applied science. In the Corps, if somebody didn't grasp the how of why things worked, the quick answer was magic. As a pilot, he hadn't had much trouble with understanding how his Harrier worked.

Anubis seemed to be against splitting up too. Rhodey wondered if the two 'gods' knew something they weren't telling. Just then Thor and his comms clicked to life. "Looks like it doesn't matter anyway. Let's head down to level 5 and take care of business."

[OOC:posting for both Thor and Rhodey]