In my second year of command of my junior team we where rolled with every other east coast team to respond to some super charged drug enhanced people who where tearing new york a new one. At the time we would deploy on a tilt rotor that was big enough to drop all of us off at once. For some reason I would let that fucktard fly the thing and some times he would get us there ok. This time though he crashed us into the river with out engaging the safeties to hover us down. So he's out of the fight with a broken control yoke in the chest.
So I hop out and walk the plane to shore since I can lift it and walk in my water form. So we deploy block and blocks from where we need to be. Since at the time we didn't have on board ground transport we end up humping it up to where the fight it. While making my way up there I end up being zapped by the biggest damned lightning bolt I've ever been hit with while I was water. Not fun. Took me a while and arrowette dragging me into the sewer to get back on my feet. While this is going on our primary force hooked up with the on site avengers and are working on a plan.
We catch up with the main force and get ready for the attack. But this is where something I did that was admittedly stupid came back to bite me. I had gotten mad while working with the avengers liaison and had faxed a copy of my butt to the avengers mansion to express myself. (I was 15) Well some fucktard decided that if one was good 10,000 was better. So Cap shows up with 10,000 faxes of my butt. Lets just say our relationship wasn't ever the same after that.
Getting back to the fight. Once we where in the fight we managed to do enough to them that they took off and we lost them somewhere around Genosha. But the real point is that my group was in combat for over 8 minutes. About 10 times longer than any of the other student teams.
We where true titans who where rolled to all the weird stuff.
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