Alvin liked Stark the way he was now. The sharp-tongued, foul-mouthed rich guy was the Tony Stark everyone knew. It meant this dream of his was having an effect.
He glanced at Frank, who was nearby finishing off the "undead," then smiled and waved. "Hey, man!
Could you take a break? The bloodlust rolling off you is practically flammable..."
Frank heard him, drove the "Daggers of Power" into the head of an "undead wizard" who was still struggling, and gave them a twist. Then he looked at Alvin. "Stand guard at the school around the clock for three months, and you'll be just like me..."
As he spoke, Frank glanced at Winter Soldier, who was doing the same thing as he was, and said, "We move out to search in five minutes. We're not done until we've killed every last one of these things!
You're all professionals. You know what to do, right?"
The tallest Winter Soldier heard him and sneered as he crushed an "undead" skull. He casually flicked the sticky brain matter off his hand and said, "Break their necks, smash their skulls, and burn them to ash if you can..."
Frank nodded in satisfaction. Everyone around him these days was too softhearted. It was nice to come across a bunch of "cold-blooded killers" for a change.
Frank glanced at Alvin's helpless expression, hesitated briefly, then said, "It'd be a waste to keep you guarding the Grand Canyon. The Punisher's Office could use a few reliable assistants. Interested?
"The pay's not great, but the work isn't too demanding. Every now and then, you might get sent out to deal with something like this."
The four Winter Soldiers exchanged a look, tempted, then turned their attention to Bucky.
Bucky knew the brainwashing "password" that controlled them. Strictly speaking, he