Escaping ]from[ -->Hell

It didn't take long for Leslie to locate Kendo and Inferno, after all these two were the noisiest bunch of heroes she'd ever met. You don't need super hearing to catch their bickering ways. "You could really wake the dead, guys," Leslie said as she approached them as well as another person. "Is that him?"

She frowned, realising that they had things pretty much covered meaning it really was pointless for her to be there. Unless there was something else they needed her for and if that's the case, Leslie decided to just remain silent until told what to do. Looking over her shoulder, she could see the black smoke and flames coming form Montmayne Engineering. On the way into the woods, she had spotted it but even this deep into the woods the intensity of the fire didn't diminish even the slightest.

Taking a few steps closer to Inferno, her black suit rustling slightly as she moved while she laid her fingers over her visor that covered her eyes and extended over her ears. It was Zack's creation specifically for her and worked in further enhancing her sight and hearing--it worked wonders as an identity cover. Whatever it was made of it was light and worked wonderfully.

Concentrating back at the mission, she caught a good look at their target before glancing at the other two.

"She's right. We have seen nothing that would help us believe you aren't a bad guy.”…" Wes said, rubbing the back of his neck. "What do you expect us to do?"

Matt didn’t seem to notice the heat or fear it as Wes came forward to help him to his feet. His shoulder shrugged backwards as he pulled it from the other man and stumbled back offbalance before putting a palm out against the nearest tree to steady himself. The eyes closed for a long moment and Matt’s body filled with a slow breath that caused the dull pain filling him to spread and intensify sharply. It turned into a released gasp and when the eyes came up and opened the shone just a bit. The head panned back and forth, taking in the newcomer, Wes, and then finally hanging on Kansas.

The Adam’s apple jumped slowly with a swallow and Matt’s shoulders straightened up and squared, ”Then let her finish your job. You’re right, but I never claimed to be anything. I’m not a bad or a good guy. If you take me back there I will end up in the same place I was before...” Matt dropped both arms to his sides and let them flex upwards slightly even though he knew there was little energy left inside of those veins that could be used to fight this battle, ”If you think I’m afraid of death you have something else coming, but I cannot let you take me back… you can this god damned suit thing I’m wearing.. but if you put me back in that place you can call yourselves anything but heroes.”

Pain shudders finally and passes over his shoulders before passing over his face. The needles buried deep in his body that fueled that technology on his shoulders had finally started to take their toll and his fingers dug into the bark, ”Well? What are you waiting for?”

Kansas jumped at Leslie's sudden appearance along with her comment. "Don't even joke like that, Rapport," she said tightly, eyes darting around a bit anxiously. "I caught half a terrible zombie movie before I got here. Brains and guns and half naked women everywhere..." She shivered slightly, pressing her back to a tree. "I can handle half naked chicks everywhere, it just doesn't seem necessary in a zombie movie," she added, as though to clarify what made the movie horrible.

Kansas was vaguely dumbfounded when the thief offered up his life if they were gonna take him back to Montmayne. 'What angle is he driving at now..' she asked herself mentally, narrowing her eyes. Then, her over anxious horror movie polluted mind determined the 'truth.'

She held up a hand and her forefinger. "One, we're the heroes. We don't kill people, just beat them down and turn them over to the cops." She held up another finger. "Two, I don't fight people who already lost. Where's the sport in that, moron?" she added with an annoyed look. "And lastly," she said, holding up her third finger, "there is no way I'm killling you only to have you come back moments later and have us go all zombie on each other. I read Marvel Zombies, I know what I'm talking about," she said, cheeks tinting with embarassment moments later as she realized what had popped out of her mouth. "I didn't get much sleep earlier, alright..?" she offered to the other heroes.

"You really got to lay off the Mountain Dew, Kendo," Leslie added with a slightly raised eyebrow. Drawing even closer to their mission, she glanced at the man and could hardly believe this was someone that could have stolen anything. He seemed so... so broken.

Then again, Kansas did have two rounds with the guy.

Leslie winced inwardly at the thought of anyone going up against her fellow hero. "Let's just get him back to Montmayne. Standing around here and exchanging pleasantries isn't something I like doing in the middle of a forest with a fire in the horizon."

She looked up at Wes and Kansas again and realised there was doubt in their eyes, kind of like uncertainty, "Unless I missed something important?"