Tales Of The Symbiote Saiyan: Captain America And Master Roshi

Hologram Chaos Part 2: Two Violets

This was easily one of the hardest fights Bulma has participated in. Sure, she had fought the Thunderbolts as an ordinary human being and survived. She had even fought the Thunderbolts numerous times at Capsule Corp as Rescue thanks to the nonlethal yet hard hitting holograms Jarvis had produced.

But those were the Thunderbolts of their inception, when they were part of Commander Red's Red Ribbon Army. Back when Mercenary Tao was a member and when they were more noviced. This certainly wasn't the Thunderbolts from three years back. The company of General Blue/Ghost Rider, Baron Zemo, Hasky, and Taskmaster were a well oiled machine. A fighting force that knew each other's moves and knew how to take far stronger opponents down in quick succession. Bulma realized that despite being part of the Z Fighters, she only knew how to fight as an individual, something she planned all her training holograms to act. This was her biggest oversight and weakness, cursing herself not to take the time to correct.

"So this is the great Bulma, the rich bitch who has been a pain in the ass to my sister Launch!" Hasky said as she chucked some grenades at the now damaged Rescue. "Let's see who the biggest pain in the ass to my twin, shall we?"

"Oh, it's definitely me." Bulma snarled like a wound animal as she jetted towards Hasky to deliver a punch to her face, only for her attack to be blocked by Taskmaster.

"I do love a good chick fight, but I love a corspe even more! Wolf Fang Bloody Fist!" Taskmaster yelled with a twisted smile underneath his skull mask as he delivered a far more efficient, deadlier, and successful attack than Yamcha's very own. Despite not penetrative through her armor, Bulma could feel the blow to her gut as she was sent flying back.

"Anthony! It's unnecessary to kill this woman!" Baron Zemo shouted furiously as Taskmaster drew his sword and slowly walked towards Bulma. Although it was clear that the Thunderbolts had won their fight against Rescue, he was looking to avoid any blood spilled as possible.

"We were screwed over being able to kill Osborn, Roshi, and Captain America. We can have a little fun with this chick." Taskmaster said as Ghost Rider swung his chains, maneuvering the metal weapons to wrap around the armored avenger. Blue did make sure not to conjure up any hellfire, falling Zemo's orders and looking to incapacitate Bulma so she didn't attempt to fight back.

"Nein! Keep her down and go inside. We must finish what we came for." Zemo ordered, but then reached for his ear, as if listening to whatever orders were being given to him.

"Going through various countermeasures to get us out of this predicament, though I must warn you Bulma that we have little experience with countering magic. We will most likely not be successful." Jarvis informed Bulma as she struggled to release herself from the bonds Ghost Rider had put herself in.

"Yeah, I got that!" Said the annoyed Bulma. Although she had encountered various magical beings like Doctor Strange, Wong, and Fortuneteller Baba, she hadn't been at privilege to watch or fight with them in combative action. Bulma doubted that Baba was the fighting sort to be honest.

"Perhaps try appealing to Mr. Brock about his children. We both know that he has two surviving children named Lapis and Lazuli after the research we did. We could offer our services in their recovery." Jarvis suggested.

"I don't think would need to." Bulma whispered to Jarvis, noticing the change in Zemo's behavior.

"News from the Red Skull. Due to the mess inside, we are to abandon our mission and go back to headquarters." Baron Zemo relayed, feeling the ever present eye of Arnim Zola on his team.

"Kami damn it! We were just about to make some headway by making more heads roll!" Taskmaster bellyached.

"Listen to mein orders Anthony! Crossbones, Sin, and der Winter Soldier have already left the facility. It would not be wise to go against the orders of the Red Skull at this time!" Baron Zemo advised as he touched two of his fingers on his energy pistol. Taskmaster studied the son of Heinrich's actions, fully realizing the extent of him stepping out of line.