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Deuce found himself alone for now, strapped to an interrogation chair... again. He was covered in new bruises, and his head hung low as his mouth dripped with blood. He was tired, hungry, and so... incredibly bored. They honestly couldn't come up with anything better to do than to beat him and hope that he would talk? Please, he hurt people for a living, it was going to take more than a couple of amateur human punks to beat him down.

The agent who was questioning had left him alone for now, getting no where with Deuce, the man needed a break, and figured he'd send a different Hero in to go talk to Deuce. Maybe someone could get something out of him. Something more than crude remarks about humans being mud monkeys. When they sent Juliette in, she didn't get very far and ran out of the room after he roared at her.

Deuce could hear them talking outside the door, as though he had blood in his ears or something. They were going to try to send someone level headed in to have a go at him. The beast-like man couldn't help but roll his eyes at their pitiful attempts to get information out of him. He rolled his head to the side and spit blood out on the floor and let his gold eyes glance up at the door. His breathing was heavy and he was curious to see if they were going to send another scared-y cat girl in to talk to him.

The young man leaned his head back against his chair, staring at the ceiling as he listened to the agent who had been in there before give whoever was coming in the basic run down of what he was going to be put up against.

"The young man we have in there is Deuce Marrok, he's incredibly violent and works with the syndicate as an interrogator. We don't know where he came from or how he got here, but he's a caged animal right now and has a short fuse... good luck."

That's when the door opened and the smell of someone new flooded his nose, he could tell now that they were sending a man in to talk to him, guess he was too scary for the girls around there... cowards. Deuce took in a deep breath and let out a deep growl that rumbled in his throat as he turned to look at the man was was walking up to him, a hard look in his gold eyes that made it obvious to this new comer that he going to have his work cut out for him.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieIt was time. Time for the Guardian Angel to get back to his job. Back to his life as the superhero he was. He slipped on his boots, he slipped on his flexible black and blue outfit that was now fitted with all sorts of protective metal bondings around his back and neck that were seamlessly hidden from view in his suit. Noah looked down at the mask in his hands. And said to himself, what he always said when he put it on. "I become the Angel. The Guardian Angel." He slipped it on and took a breath. And looked at his face in the mirror his face becoming more serious and less calm and relaxed as he was when he was Noah. And just as he looked up in the mirror, he was gone faster then the speed of sound. To go out and do his duties.His first duty, one that was on a little bit of the lighter side of the end of the spectrum. Was possibly one he was, in a way looking forward to. He had received a dossier earlier in the week. Monday to be exact, on a supervilliain by the name Deuce Marrok, A syndicate interrogator. He learned a lot about the man in the dossier, yet the key word that was in bold print was Violent. It rang in his mind and he thought about it. How violent could this man be that they put the word violent in bold in the dossier? And that question was answered shortly.He entered the underground government holding area for supers and spoke to the agent. And that is when he noticed the blood splatter on the agent's face, his knuckles, and shirt. And the Guardian Angel sighed. "The next time you call me in to do an interrogation for you. Do your job right, first. I will not handle any Villain who has been previously angered by another person." He looked down at the man and turned to his supervisor. "Understand me?" Noah said as he reached and grabbed the plate of food and water from the table. He purposely looked at what they had to offer, and from the dossier, said the man was animalistic and relied mostly on instinct grabbed the raw steak, and opened the door, with his head held high, and looked straight in the man's golden eyes not even batting and eyelash, and placed the steak right in front of him, and sat down across from him. The Guardian Angel then pulled out a plastic knife and fork and placed it neatly to each side of the plate as well as the keys to his hand cuffs. "I prefer, if you were not handcuffed. If you are going to try and kill seeing as who I am and who you are." He said his voice deep and without fear confident. "If you think. A. I'm afraid of you. or B. Thar I'm going to leave here without getting the answers to the questions that I want. You are mistaken." Noah added as he leaned back in his chair, and pulled out a few pieces of paper from the dossier he had placed on the table.[color]"Deuce Marrok. Age 24. Syndicate."[/color] He spoke outloud, very slowly, as he looked down at the paper. He was trying to test the man's patience. "Underground fighting ring. Is your main conviction. But the biggest intrigue we have in you is who you work for." He looked up from the piece of the paper. "The Syndicate." He added looking right in the mans eyes."That and who you are. Where you are from. What you do for the Syndicate." He added once again and then looked up he heard something, camera movement in the top right corner, he turned to the one way mirror. "Cut the feed. And leave that room." He said loudly towards them. And then place his attention right back at Deuce. "I do apologise for not even introducing myself. I am the Guardian Angel." He added with a smirk. He did it purposely, telling him who he was so long before he entered the room. It was all a little plan to see how long it would take for him to crack. The GA wanted to see how animalistic this man was. created by STALK ME REDNECK!

Deuce stared at the man who walked in, dressed head to toe in his suit. While the large man they had strapped down glared at him, pulling at his chest bindings, growling deeply in his throat, he seemed a little more relaxed than he had been. His eyes glanced towards the food that had been placed in front of him, and he thought this was some kind of cruel joke. If this short man in blue thought he was going to sit there and feed Deuce he was sadly mistaken. Though that's when he put a key down that would unlock his wrists and he couldn't help but squint his eyes at him. Some of the Hero's in this place were whack jobs.

He took his eyes away from the food and looked back at the other super who was still talking, listening to him explain how he was going to sit there until he got answers out of him and a twisted grin spread across his face, sharp canines now exposed as he chuckled deeply at his words. "Hard to be scared of someone who's locked down in a chair... though that makes you foolish to not be." he growled out at him the smirk still on his face.

Deuce leaned back in the chair as the man in blue tossed his dossier on the table and took a seat, and rattled off a couple things about him. He quirked a thick eyebrow at him as if to say 'and'. He licked his teeth, making a small clicking sound with his tongue as he turned his eyes away from Guardian angel. He didn't look interested in talking, and just pulled at his bindings. The way he was strapped down, he couldn't unlock his hands. "Lemme guess, I play ball with you, you'll unlock me and feed me?" He growled darkly.

If those where his conditions to get food, he'd have to pass, even though it smelled really good. Gold eyes looked away from the food once more and stared at the man's face he introduced himself as his super hero name and rumbled, "Beast." This man's body language to him was overly confidant, he was sure of himself, and it made Deuce want to hit him. He wanted to get up and fight the so called 'guardian angel' and knock him around a little bit, regardless of how calm and relaxed he was being with him.

"Let. Me. Out." He snarled at him as he attempted to pull at his binding's, dodging the subject about what he did, who he was, though he felt it was obvious what he did for the Syndicate, he beat the hell out of people for them, though he wondered if this guy really thought they'd put him in some position of power?

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieTheir eyes kept meeting and all Noah did was smile at the man. He growled similar to a beast, even acted like one, and for the record, smelt like one. As deuce pulled at his chest bindings Noah noticed the man had some form of superhuman strength, for the bindings that where holding him to his chair where made of the strongest metals known to man and he was just pulling at them as if they where nothing, he reached forward and grabbed the key for his bindings and stood up."Exactly. You answer my questions. And you will get your food and potentially your freedom." Noah said as he walked around the room. The calmness in his voice evident as he walked and then he began his questioning. "First, is Deuce Marrok your real name?" Noah asked him, the answer to the question was obvious, it was his real name, however one couldn't be quite sure when working with the supervillains. "Second, Where are you from?" Noah asked, something that the question wasn't so obvious. For not many, not even in the dossier could tell. "And what do you do for the Syndicate" And at that moment Deuce let out something about fear and it made him chuckle.And soon Noah let out possibly the loudest chuckle he has let out all day, and it was directed right at Deuce's face. "You are mistaken if you believe I am afraid of you." Noah got into his face as close as possible. "You are the one who is afraid Deuce Marrok. You are the one who is afraid of what will happen to you here. IT is why you are so restless, why you are gripping at your bindings trying to get out. Like a caged animal. Like a rabbit trying to escape from its cage." Noah said as he stuck the key into the man's bindings and unlocked them, and then casually walked back to his seat and sat, and eyed the man intently. "If you even attempt escape. Know who I am once again. I'm the Guardian Angel. I will catch you." He eyed him waiting for his answer.created by STALK ME REDNECK!

The feral super hero couldn't help but roll his eyes at his questions, he figured these were uninformative enough for him to feel like answering. To him, they were dumb questions that should have had obvious answers. Part of him didn't want to answer, he didn't want to give in just for a meal, he'd rather starve then tell the legends anything.

"Yes. My real name is Deuce Marrok. Where I'm from isn't important. and I beat the living shit out of people for my boss. There, fucking happy?" He told him with a growl in his voice, he felt like this conversation was going to go no where, and the fact that this Guardian angel guy was trying to intimidate him and belittle him and expected him to play nice? That was a joke.

Gold eyes stared at Angel as he walked over to him and mocked him about being scared and not like being locked up and he snarled at him slightly, "I'm not scared... you wouldn't like being trapped either... Fear is the furthest thing from my mind... Dying for what I believe in... doesn't really scare me." He leaned forward a bit and gave him a hard look, "Get your facts straight before you try to insult me... it doesn't make me want to talk to you anymore then I already don't."

Deuce honestly didn't care what they did to him, he could take whatever they were going to give him, as long as they didn't find his sister, and didn't hurt his loved ones, he didn't care what they did to him. Guardian Angel was sadly mistaken if he thought he was going to intimidate him or guilt him into talking, all he was doing was pissing him off as he laughed at him.

He stared at Angel as he unlocked his bindings. He couldn't tell if this man was honestly stupid, or just that brave, which could fall under the line of stupid in some cases. He took a deep breath and rubbed his wrists and reached up to wipe his mouth. He decided to stay seated for the moment and not attack the other super... yet. "You should watch your smart mouth, or I'll shut it for you..." He told him, grumbling in disapproval.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieNoah was, in fact, brave. down right courageous, it was who he was. He protected people hence the name the Guardian Angel that he had taken up when he put on his mask. This man in front of him, this Deuce Marrok, would obviously put up a good fight. It was part of his instinct, part of his habits. And he even admitted to it. He beat people for a living and by the sound of it he enjoyed it. Hearing that Noah smiled lightly he got the man's admittance to a couple of crimes he had committed. Now for the rest but first he wanted to find what this man's true weakness was. He obvious wasn't afraid of death or Noah himself. He immediately crossed that off in his mental checklist."Oh I'm ecstatic that you just told me that. In fact by saying that and because I'm a psychologist, you in fact just admitted to committing most of the crimes that you are sitting here for. For example a recent assault that you were seen leaving the scene of the crime." Noah said with a grin. "It just furthers my ability to keep you here." He added leaning back in his chair. Noah's eyes caught Deuce's once more. They were gold, and very cold. As if Deuce was staring right into Noah's heart. Noah wasn't scared of him nor would he. And if he even attempted to attack Noah, Noah was always ready to defend himself. Not the mention the significant amount of other Legends and police officals that were in this building. But Noah wouldn't let them help him if it came to it. He wanted Deuce alone if it came down to the two dukeing it out.Noah then began to questioning again. "Do you have any family, if they are alive? Father? Mother? Uncles? Aunts? Brother? Sister?" He said each male figurehead quickly as if they didn't matter. But each female figurehead he said slowly putting emphasis on the word. Especially "Mother" and "Sister"because they would be the females of the house hold he grew up in and because of the way Deuce seemed to be, he wouldn't have respect for a male who wasn't as strong or stronger then he, and would've most likely harmed them or killed them.created by STALK ME REDNECK!

Deuce didn't care if his admitting to beating the hell out of people for a living was going to keep him there, that didn't matter to them, sure that was going to be what kept him there, and the fact that he had almost killed a couple people on the way in, yeah, he wasn't going anywhere. Hearing the smart ass in Noah's words, Deuce growled at him slightly. "I nearly killed five people to be put in this chair... I'm sure I'm staying here regardless of admitting that to you or not." He told him, explaining that the information that he just gave Noah was basically useless, just confirming thoughts.

"Don't I get a fucking lawyer?" He knew the answer was no, but he was still going to ask for one.

He knew the other super was staring back into his eyes, knew that he was staring through him. His free hands gripping the metal of the chair as he dug into it, making a horrible scratching sound of claws against metal as he snarled at him as he brought his family, acting as if every member he tried to list off pissed him off more and more.

"Go fuck yourself." Deuce said it quietly and after a rather long moment of silence from the easily enraged super villain. Deuces body shook with rage as he pushed himself out of his chair, every muscle in his body flexing under his skin as he sized up the masked monkey in front of him.

The only thing that was running through his mind was if he should beat him slowly, savor it for himself, considering who this man was, or beat him till neither of them could move anymore. Deuce didn't care how many people were watching Noah's back, they could fill him full of lead, that would make his job of keeping his mouth shut that much easier. There was a deep growl that rumbled in his chest as he stood, not too his full height, but in a way that looked like he would easily be able to defend himself if he needed too.

Then there was a quick glance towards the door, then gold eyes stared at Noah. Wouldn't that be great if he could just break his jaw and make a run for it? Humans weren't anything to him. They were weak and soft, like chew toys. The feral man clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles, Deuce was in a situation where he had to use his head to get out, and it wasn't going to be easy. Deuce wasn't the most intelligent person in the world, but his instincts made up for it.

He made a grab for the plate of food and threw it at Noah, smacking him in the face with it, and then pile drived the door, taking the thing down easily and bolted, using his enhanced agility to move quickly.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieA chase! Just what Noah needed. Noah's tough skin and dense muscle caused the metal tray to bend and fall to the floor in front of him as Deuce threw it at him. And that was when Noah's heart began to pump. It pumped nearly three hundred times faster then a normal human's and it is what caused him to have such strength and durability. Able to do things unhuman like. And it what caused his super strength. His muscles tensed they grew bulkier as the testosterone filled his body. His pupils dilated as the adrenaline rushed into his body and his senses enhanced. Everything right now was, in Noah's eyes, in slow motion. His heart caused this. As Deuce's body crashed into the door, Noah called into the ear piece in his ear. "Lockdown, Code Super." And then the sirens started. "Scratch that. Code, Uhhh..." The adrenaline rush had made him forgot the level of security. "The highest security level for supers. I need the steel lockdown doors down now!" And with that last word Noah began to chase after Deuce. His enhanced agility made it difficult to chase after, and it made it even more difficult for Noah to chase after him and dodge 3ft thick steel doors closing in on him as he did.And then it came. Noah had cleared one last door and a door had closed locking him and Deuce up in the same room. 4ft thick steel doors behind them in front of them and to there sides. Noah grinned. He remember the last few words he had said to Deuce about his family. And remember how each family member had made him progressively more angry. "So you have a sister?" Noah asked as he lowered himself square himself off and assumed a defensive stance. His years of training in hand to hand combat beginning to come back to him. He began to analyse the situation in his head and his heart began to pump even quicker now as he prepared himself for a fight. A fight he knew was going to happen since the beginning of this conversation.created by STALK ME REDNECK!

Deuce cursed under his breath as metal doors started to fall, and all he could think of was trying to get into a different room from Noah, that would work, that would work just fine. He could work on breaking through more as long as he didn't have to worry about GA bugging him even more. The animal-like super dodged and slid between cracks and scooted under the last door, running towards the next one that closed before he could get to it. Slamming his fist into it, he let out an angry roar and left a deep dent in the thick steel door.

Though that voice flooded his ears, he turned and looked at Noah slowly, his eyes wild and hateful like a beast that was just trapped and cornered, neither of which were good things. Deuce's bare chest heaved as he turned to look at the super who was on edge, adrenaline and testosterone pumping through out his body, he could smell it and it made him snarl at him once more as he circled him.

"No." Was the only answer that Deuce gave him. Deuce slowly started to look more and more like a wild beast than the human man who had been sitting in the chair moments ago. While Deuce wasn't able to transform, the testing that his parents had done to him, bringing on the feral part of his person, almost unlocked a part of Deuce that he would rather stay caged and locked away.

"This is exciting to you, fool?" Deuce growled his mouth full of razor sharp teeth, he was even sounding less human as he continued his slow pace around the other super across from him, "I can smell it in your blood, and I'm going to rip it out of you if you don't let me out..." It was more than a threat, it was a promise at this point.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieNoah smiled he hadn't been in a fight, an altercation, or anything of the like in a long time. And this was what he was looking for hearing the quick answer Deuce gave him, about having a sister. Made him think it was lie. In fact he was almost certain it was a lie. It was far too quick, almost practiced as if the minute he heard the word sister his immediate answer would be No. He smiled and watched as Deuce paced him and began to become more and more animalistic. His behaviors reminded him of not one, but multiple animals. A wolf as if he was cornered, he bared his teeth, a bear going against an adversary, he began trying to make himself bigger then Noah, a lion in a duel, he began to circle him. He watched this and documented it in his head, and stored it. He was trying to look for flaws. "What is your Sister's name Deuce?" He grinned. He was trying to get him even angrier trying to get him to attack with rage, and foolishness. Trying to essentially get him to attack first and see what he was capable of.Noah smirked. Of course it was exciting him. And as deuce circled him even more his heart pumped even faster delivering the testosterone and the adrenaline into his body even further. His muscles tremored as they bulked, his eyes became even more dilated and the thumping of his heart as it pumped could be heard outside of his chest like a base drum, he clenched his fists "Are you kidding me? Of course I'm excited." Noah smiled again. "Go ahead and try, Deuce. If you can do it, you'll amaze me." he added antagonizing him. created by STALK ME REDNECK!

Deuce turned his head slightly, as his gold eyes burned into Noah, his pupils nothing more than black slits at this point. He wouldn't take no for an answer huh? When Noah asked him what his sisters name was, he just gave him a twisted grin as he took another step, this time, getting slightly closer to him.

"Your mom." He said after a moment of consideration. (Yeah, he's like that...)

Deuce could smell how enthralled this man was with the thought of the up coming fight, Deuce knew that after all that adrenaline ran out, the Guardian angel would go down. The type of thing put a lot of wear on one's muscles, but seeing as Noah's got bigger the more his body pumped out, it made his own heart race.

The smile that spread across his face was close to excited as Deuce got. The idea of fighting someone who might actually give him a run for his money, that's exactly what he wanted. The animal part of his brain told him he would have to fight to get away, and the provoking words from the other, made him want to break his nose, give him a black eye that he wouldn't be able to see out of for a month.

It looked as thought Deuce was going to continue to circle him a while longer, feeling as though he studied him enough, Deuce knew he'd have to start it, get this man to chase him around till he wore out, that seemed like the best plan. With a move quicker than a blink, Deuce grabbed the other by the hair and threw him across the room, that was just for fun.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieNoah chuckled lightly when Deuce came back with such a childish come back. "Too bad. My mom's dead. And if that was the case, why would you be getting so angry? Fighting for a dead woman? Makes no sense." There was one thing not many people really knew about Noah's body when his heart was pumping this quickly. There really wasn't an end or a fall to it. Well there was a limit, but Noah never really met an opponent who could bring his body to its peak. To the point where he could no longer fight or to the shear point of exhaustion. IN order for Noah to feel fatigued he'd have to push himself even further passed his own limits.That was when Deuce grabbed Noah, and threw him across the room. And as he slammed into the wall Noah laughed and quickly just shook it off. He didn't even feel it, it tickled him in fact. "That's all you got? I'm pretty sure a telekinetic could throw me harder then that." Noah said just adding fuel to the fire. He climbed out of the dent in the steel he had made and dusted himself off. He assumed a defensive stance again."If your job is to beat the ever living fuck out of people for the syndicate show me what you got. Fucking hit me. Don't throw me around like I'm some virgin you just fucked. HIT ME!" He said he was trying to get Deuce even more pissed. He wanted to feel the rage this man had. He wanted to see it. He wanted to see the animal that he really was. See the blind rage that will most likely be his downfall. And then Noah felt it. The crushing sensation of Deuce bull rushing at his top speed right into the wall Noah had just climbed out of it. This time it felt as if someone had actually just punched straight in the ribs. And it was slightly more difficult to get out of and then came the punching the Rage induced punching just what Noah was looking for and he took advantage of it by grabbing one of Deuce's fists and doing a slightly reversal on him by using his legs and picking him up into the air and kicking him off of him sending him flying in the other direction away from Noah towards the opposite side of the room. "Hmmm... Speaking of Virgins... Is your sister one Deuce? I haven't had sex with a virgin in a long time."created by STALK ME REDNECK!

This guy sure loved to run that pretty mouth of his didn't he? Talking was just a waste of breath to Deuce, a waste of words that normally meant very little to the feral super. It was all about body language to him, and the fact that the other super didn't move much, was stiff as a statue, really got to him. Though because of that, any move Noah made stood out like a sore thumb to the animal like person.

If Deuce knew better, was able to process any other thought than causing this man as much pain as his body would allow, then he would have known this was a ruse to get him mad, to make him put his all into his fighting, to turn him into the monster that was locked inside. Noah was probably finding that it wasn't too hard to push the buttons to this man to make him mad.

Deuce didn't care to reply to him anymore, other than roar at him and bull rush him into the wall he had just thrown him into. He didn't have much of a vocabulary in this state. Tact was also completely gone at this point, all Deuce wanted to do was punch him till neither of them could move. Noah was poking the bear with a short stick and this wasn't going to end well for either of them.

Deuce wanted to hear the sound of bones cracking under his blows, it would have been so satisfying, but this creature was tougher than he looked. When Deuce got kicked across the room, the animal like man also dented the wall and pulled himself out of it. His eyes wild, no longer human, his teeth were showing past his lips, his facial hair seemed to be thicker and his build a bit bulkier.

Noah was getting what he wanted, Deuce pushing himself, he never had to work this hard to break anyone, but it was going to be satisfying when he broke this one. To Deuce, Noah was no longer a person, a super, just an object in his way, and the words that he said to him didn't even register as words. Deuce had gone to a wild place and there was no stopping this fright train for now.

Deuce tore after him again, breaking the floor under his feet as the force of his movement was too much for it to handle. Another loud roar escaped the feral being as he slammed his fist into Noah. When the other caught it, he brought his other hand up to swing at him and stood there grappled with him. Eyes that were once human just moments ago, showed no signs of humanity in them. Noah was literally up against a monster, and the reason why the word 'violent' had been put in bold capital letters became very clear.

He brought his foot around to trip Noah out of his defensive stance and pulled himself free, putting his fits together, Deuce brought them down on the same spot he had been beating on previously, putting a huge amount of force behind the blow. Deuce knew how to hurt people, and hitting them over and over again in the same spot was one of his favorite ways to torment people.

I can't handle a relationship... The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes CamieDeuce was on top of him now. Pounding Noah's chest in with his fists, his blind rage now completely obvious just how Noah wanted him. The equivalent to what Deuce was punching was as if he was punching steel plates, For Noah's chest, and stomach where extremely durable. Just as Deuce had gotten about 5 punches in. Noah was able to free his legs, Plant one in the middle of Deuce's chest and knock him off onto his back. From there Noah's training in hand to hand would excel.He quickly got on top of Deuce, clenched his fist and rammed his fist straight to his jaw about three times and then gotten up picked Deuce up easily and punched him the gut essentially throwing him backwards towards the steel doors. Then something Noah didn't Noah he was capable of. He flew directly at Deuce and clotheslined him sending them both through the the 4ft thick steel box they where in and into another. Noah's eyes scanned Deuce for any signs of injury, any blood, broken bones or internal pain. He moved backwards towards the hole he had just made with Deuce's body so Deuce would have to walk towards him. If there was any sign of weakness. Noah would exploit it. Take advantage of it to the best of his ability. He waited for him to approach and Noah struck a defensive stance position himself with his shoulder's turned towards Deuce. If Deuce was going to rush him. Well, lets just say he would be tasting Noah's shoe for a couple of days. created by STALK ME REDNECK!

Hank Miller had been one of the Super's who had been called in case anything went wrong between Noah and Deuce, he had been standing on the sidelines, watching everything that went on between the two and the look on his face grew more and more disappointed as things escalated.

Noah had been intrusted to keep Deuce calm and try to get him to open up, and the fact that Noah had done nothing but poke at infected wounds made Hank really question his leaders intentions. While Noah had wanted to take care of this alone, Hank was concern that Noah wasn't going to stop till Deuce was dead. Even if Deuce was a villain, a bad guy, Hank would not let this go any further than it already was.

Hank was rushing to get to where the two were fighting, he had to put an end to this before things got worse. He didn't care if Noah didn't want help, he wasn't getting help, he was going to put a stop to this. He was dressed in his super hero gear, his white feathered wings exposed as he used them to push himself down the hall way faster as he pulled on his mask as he got to the four foot thick steel door.

"Open this god damn door and do it now!!" Hank said and the door was open just in time for to see Noah throw Deuce through the door. Yes, through the door. He was honestly shocked and horrified that this was happening, why the fuck would Noah do this? Now they were never going to get an answer out of Deuce and it'd probably take months to even get the feral super to even look at them.

Before Deuce could get up, which he was, little seemed to be bothering the other super, as if any sensor to pain was shut off, he threw up a swirling gold force field to cut the two men off from each other. "Noah! Enough! what is wrong with you?!" Hank said, stepping into the room, his hand held up to keep the room divided so that Deuce was alone on his side, and Noah was next to Hank. The look that Hank was giving Noah, he hoped the other could understand how extremely disappointed he was with him, how many people were counting on him to get information out of the super villain and how he did nothing but anger and upset Deuce even more.

"I don't know what game your playing at G.A. ... but if you think you got anything out of him before you started dumping huge amounts of salt into infected wounds, you're wrong. He professionally cage fights for a living. You didn't get him to confess to anything. " Hank said, his tone was soft, and calm, but there was a underline of disappointment and the angel like super turned to look at Deuce who was beating against the force field, wanting to get at the two of them. "You're suppose to be our leader. What kind of example have you set here?"