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"C'mon, Mr. Stars-N'-Stripes, we gotta go." With that, she looked around at the remaining team and then specifically to Stark and Zach.

"Yeah, don't worry about me, I'm fine." he grunted as he pushed off the ground. Besides dusting up his suit, that fall didn't do much. He watched as Lark killed a couple of guards and shot an arrow, which produced a cable of some sort in which she was to use to get over there.

"What're ya waitin' for?" with a mischievous grin, and pressing the button on her half of the arrow. Almost instantly, she had taken off and was headed for the H.Y.D.R.A complex.

"Guess she didn't need this..." he looked down at his jetpack. "Lets give this another shot, shall we?" he pressed a larger button on the throttle of the machine and in lifted him off the ground, slowly. With caution, he pushed the stick forward, causing him to go straight in front of him.

After a minute, he was now reletivaly good with the machine. He did learn things quickly.

Placing the arrows back in her quiver, Lark looked around at the unsuspecting guards who were still turned away from her and then turned silently around to look back at Stark and Zach, willing them with her eyes to get over there.

Zach began approaching the base with haste. He drew his sword and readied it. He was moderately surprised that the jetpack was as silent as it was, but that didn't faze him. Before the few guards noticed what was approaching them, they were cut down by a few swift strokes from Peacemaker.

Making another round, he landed on the roof. "Is that all of them here?" he laughed.