Orientation: In the dark spaces in between [Closed]

[legendary_hands]

Who:Tony Stark, Leonard McCoy, Alec Lightwood, Jace... Whatever he's going by at this point.[closed]
What: Keep the monsters out from the world of Pitch Black
When: Orientation Event
Where: Just through the portal into the evil planet where the bioraptors live.
Warnings: Dark, Scary, Lots of yelling and unhappy country doctors, probably mentally scarred half-angels, and a suit of armor with a user with a god-coplex. (What? I speak truth.)
Notes: There will be multiple threads more than likely.

When The Librarian and the others told them to find a book and not to go alone, he really wanted to just stay back there and offer to be a doctor. Didn't everyone need a doctor? Instead he did the wrong thing, as always, and followed along with the man that had the bravado and drive that reminded him a little too much of James T. Kirk along with the half-angel he'd met while first arriving. At least the kid had a nice head on his shoulders.

All those delusions of doing the right thing faded, however, the moment Tony touched that damn book. The fall of dark smoke and soot that fell at their feet caused him to take a step back in surprise. God damn it. Damn it all. Damn these 'books' and whatever mess they were about to get into. And where he wanted to say (more like yell) that Stark picked the wrong book, the world was already long changing. And before any of them knew it, before he could even place that soft British accent in his ears with the Head Librarian... everything went dark.

When the world finally came into focus, Leonard realized two things. This was not the Library, and these were not the clothes he'd been wearing before. Both fleeting thoughts that disappeared with the first shrill scream that echoed off walls ran straight down his spine. It reminded him vaguely of howler monkeys, but somehow shriller and more malicious. The walls rose around them, craggy rocks and dripping with moisture. Darkness. Save for the lights attached to his brand new black gear and flashlights strewn on the floor. Light.

Light is your only ally.

Reaching out, he grabbed the light off the ground and started to look around. He felt the weight of something around his shoulder. A rather large rifle of some sort. All he knew was it meant business. His phaser still hung at his hip as he spun slowly to take in the caverns around them. The sounds of movement, hisses of scratching against rock wafted through the stale cool air and he felt a dread pool in his stomach. Yeah. They picked the wrong god damn book.

A flashing in a chest pocket of the light armored vest caught his attention and he pulled it out. The silver medical emblem on his bookmark flashed with light then expanded instantly. The information scrolled on the screen instantly.

Bioraptors

Light sensitive to the point of injury. Completely blind from living in the dark, but can see accurately from ultrasonic location. Nasty little (big rather) fuckers. Breathing in slowly, he closed his eyes.

"Hey guys, guess we're not in Kansas anymore.. and these flying monkey bastards got more teeth than a great white."

Comments

[amelioraate]

Look, it wasn't like Tony really chose the book, alright? It just kind of... called out to him and the Librarian didn't really tell him that it was a problem, except for, you know, that weird ominous look on his face and-- well before Tony can make a second guess about anything, there is fucking shadow spilling into the Library and--

Wait. No, it's not spilling into the Library, they are no longer in the Library. What the actual fuck. Muttering about physics and alternate realities, Tony lets the faceplate of his armour slide down. He was so very glad that this still seemed to work in this place, even if only in a defensive capacity. By the time the darkness has solidified, Tony is running scans and cursing even more because--

"What the actual fuck. I should not be able to world hop through a book, that is just rude. I am telling Strange." His voice comes out flat, digitized because of the suit, but it is clear it is dripping with sarcasm even then. If he weren't in his suit, he would notice that, instead of the usual red and gold, it was the pitch black of his stealth suit. The remodelled one. As it is, he is too busy looking up information on the display while clapping McCoy on the shoulder.

"Brilliant observation, Grumpy Cat. What gave it away, the darkness or the sense of doom that comes with inevitable death?" His face isn't directed towards the doctor though, instead it's angled to keep the two others, kids as far as he could tell, in his sights. "Yo, Legolas and blondie, you two okay?"

[angelic_archer]

When Jace had started toward the tunnel, Alec took his usual position, guarding is parabatai's back. There was no sound of footsteps as he continued to scan the strange space they'd found themselves in. "Heat rune then one of the runed arrows?" He'd save those for collapsing the tunnels, if they worked. The simpler ones would work for the monsters he'd studied on the bookmark.

He worried about the Mundanes, but he had to trust that they knew what they were doing. Tony had weaponized armor. That didn't seem like something someone who had never been in a fight would own. He'd talked about being eaten by monsters before, something Alec didn't really want to think about. Leonard might not have the same kind of experience, but from the way he'd discussed strategy, he had some kind of training or talent.

"If you find the weak spot, I'll hit it." There was never any doubt of that. Jace might be the best Shadowhunter in their generation but Alec was the best archer. And after years of fighting together, Jace knew how to select the ideal target for Alec.

Once they were out of earshot of the others, he risked a glance at his parabatai. "Are you okay with this?"

[legendary_hands]

He watched the boys head off down their tunnel before closing his eyes, counting to five, and looking at the tunnel for them. They needed to get moving. It would do no good to have one collapse and one still open. That would bring them all down the one still open. "Guess that's our cue to get our asses in gear."

Leonard felt a little sick as his hands curled around the gun in his hands. He would use his phaser, but he had a feeling it wouldn't fire fast enough for what they were going up against. Besides, it would make a better back up than primary for the war they were about to rage on the damn bug like creatures.

Checking the weapon more more time, he flicked on the flashlight attached to it and ran it over the walls. It was bright and threw shadows all over the caverns. Well, least it wasn't a basic light. Moving toward the cavern, he looked up at Tony and arched a brow. "So, playboy, you goin' first or are you savin' that honor for me?"