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Eric had felt lucky to get out of the Triskeleon chaos intact. So apparently SHIELD had been totally comprised by HYDRA, the Red Skull's old Nazi run dudes, so all at once he found that one of his best friends was a double agent and had watched his other best friend get gunned down at point blank range. Naturally Eric hadn't wanted to join any of the dead - including Colonel Fury, christ - and had no idea if one could now trust Hill, Garrett, Barton, Sitwell or Hand anymore, so he did the thing SHIELD agents aren't entirely expected to do.
Run for it.
The labs had been a logical place since they were just two floors away from the carnage inflicted by the HYDRA forces in the Briefing rooms. And inside one of the sealed compartments he'd found it, marked for the Fridge. Prototype G.I. Ant Man Armour, Mark V, built in the 60's by a man named Doctor Hank Pym, adapted via SHIELD and Stark Tech for a new generation, currently untested. When Eric stuck it on he'd expected some mild version of the Iron Man armour, only to find that it was quite different when he suddenly found himself a quarter of an inch tall and the lab now quite gigantic.
So when HYDRA forces broke in and Eric realised they were after all the cool stuff, he figured out the controls - Pym Particles, apparently - and in about two minutes SHIELD forces would find twelve prone HYDRA agents and a missing Ant Man suit.
Since that time, Eric had been in hiding, using his suit to undertake mild, if admitively morally dubious, crimes of getting petty cash from a number of places, just to keep alive. As time passed he found that the suit was particularly useful in letting him satisify his one big flaw - a interest in women. He'd often been interested in all sorts of ladies at SHIELD from the low grade SHIELD rookies to the upper ranks of Commander Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, Victoria Hand and Stephannie Rogers, aka Captain America. And when you could be half an inch tall, or even microscopic in height, you could see all sorts of women really. Maybe amid all the destruction he'd seen it was making him feel better.
Eric of course had no idea that the remains of SHIELD - as well as HYDRA - were after the Ant Man armour, and no doubt there was confusion as to whether Eric had been working for one side or another. And no idea that they'd sent Steph Rogers to find and locate him. In the mean time Eric had found himself a quiet appartment in Brooklyn on the fifteen floor of an equally quiet building block, using it as a base between his various outings. Coming from the latest of these he zipped up through the open window and landed on the table, considering if to get changed and tidy the place up when the sensors in his helmet detected movement from somewhere down the hallway outside his appartment. He quickly zipped across to the doorhole so he might see who it was.
Run for it.
The labs had been a logical place since they were just two floors away from the carnage inflicted by the HYDRA forces in the Briefing rooms. And inside one of the sealed compartments he'd found it, marked for the Fridge. Prototype G.I. Ant Man Armour, Mark V, built in the 60's by a man named Doctor Hank Pym, adapted via SHIELD and Stark Tech for a new generation, currently untested. When Eric stuck it on he'd expected some mild version of the Iron Man armour, only to find that it was quite different when he suddenly found himself a quarter of an inch tall and the lab now quite gigantic.
So when HYDRA forces broke in and Eric realised they were after all the cool stuff, he figured out the controls - Pym Particles, apparently - and in about two minutes SHIELD forces would find twelve prone HYDRA agents and a missing Ant Man suit.
Since that time, Eric had been in hiding, using his suit to undertake mild, if admitively morally dubious, crimes of getting petty cash from a number of places, just to keep alive. As time passed he found that the suit was particularly useful in letting him satisify his one big flaw - a interest in women. He'd often been interested in all sorts of ladies at SHIELD from the low grade SHIELD rookies to the upper ranks of Commander Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, Victoria Hand and Stephannie Rogers, aka Captain America. And when you could be half an inch tall, or even microscopic in height, you could see all sorts of women really. Maybe amid all the destruction he'd seen it was making him feel better.
Eric of course had no idea that the remains of SHIELD - as well as HYDRA - were after the Ant Man armour, and no doubt there was confusion as to whether Eric had been working for one side or another. And no idea that they'd sent Steph Rogers to find and locate him. In the mean time Eric had found himself a quiet appartment in Brooklyn on the fifteen floor of an equally quiet building block, using it as a base between his various outings. Coming from the latest of these he zipped up through the open window and landed on the table, considering if to get changed and tidy the place up when the sensors in his helmet detected movement from somewhere down the hallway outside his appartment. He quickly zipped across to the doorhole so he might see who it was.
