"Sir, there's an incoming distress call." Jarvis voice was heard. A man looked up from behind a desk. "Origin?" The man asked, standing up and walking towards the staircase that led down to the basement.
"Outskirts of Brooklyn, sir," came the response. The man nodded to himself and rushed down the stairs. "Get Mark XLIII ready for flight," the man said.
The suit appeared and the man stepped inside it. As the suit closed around him and he had checked all systems for go, he took off...straight through the roof.
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Bzz... Bzz... Bzz..
Clint reached for his phone and sighed. "Tony," he said as he answered. "What do you want?" He pulled his feet off the desk.
"There's been a distress call," came the reply. Clint raised an eyebrow. "From whom, may I ask?" He asked, standing up and walking towards the place where he kept his boe and arrows.
"Rogers."
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Thunder clouds filled the sky, which darkened gradually. Lightning struck down outside of Clint's house and a figure landed on the ground, sending up dust.
Thor looked up as Clint came out of his house. They nodded in acknowledgement and then Thor swung his hammer, taking them to the sky.
Steve Rogers had just managed to send iut a distress signal to the Avengers that hadn't been captured. After waking up from one of the experiments Hydra doctors had performed on him, he managed to attack the doctor and the angents blocking his door. He then stumbled through to the security camera station and sent out the signal with the rest of his strength.
Now, the super soldier lay on the cold cement floor, too weak and tired to pick himself up. He hadn't managed to find Natasha or Bruce who were also trapped, but he hoped they were safe.
Natasha looked around the room she was in, her mind still groggy. She spotted a doctor filling an I.V. bag next to the bed she wad strapped down in. She attempted to sit up but the straps were too tight around her.
Bruce Banner lay on a floor in a room that was completely cement except for a wall that was completely unbreakable glass. He couldn't move, his limbs too heavy. The experiments they had performed on him was mostly done after forcing the Hulk out of him and then taming him.
As Thor and Clint landed, they were met by the view of a golden, red and silver armored man. Thor dipped his head. "Stark." The armored man, Tony, nodded back.
Clint took out an arrow from his quiver and fastened it, ready to fire at any given moment.
"Alright, let's save some ass," Tony said, hovering above the ground ever so slightly. He then fired a blast from his hand, and burned a hole in the wall of the building.
Steve looked up as he heared a blast go off in the room on the other side of the one he was in. Suddenly, alarms began going off, hurting his head more than it was. The blond attempted to get up again, hoping to escape, but his strength wasn't where it needed to be to hold him up.
The doctor in Natasha's room looked up and cursed before walking out. The assassin then attempted to break herself free. Her slim body came in handy as her hips began to slip free of the straps holding them down.
Bruce shifted in his induced sleep as the loud alarms went off throughout the large building. His eyes cracked open only to close again when a bright light shined. The room was brightly lit and there was nowhere to hide.
Tony laughed as he flew through the walks, searching for his companions. He passed Steve and stopped, going back and landing. "Need a hand, Blondie?" He asked, reaching out a metal hand as he stood on one knee.
Thor and Clint made their way through the halls, not letting anyone stop them. Clint heard a noise from a room and bust inside, seeing a bright light. He turned it off and saw Hulk. "Hey Hulk!" He called as he burned a hole in the cement. "Smash." He grinned.
Thor continued to look around, and soon heard the sound of leather against leather. He walked into the room and found Natasha. He smiled. "Lady Romanoff, may I be of assistance?" He asked as he came up to her.
Steve reached up and took Tony's metal covered hand. The cold felt nice against his slightly sweaty palms as he was helped up to his feet.
"Th-thanks, Stark." he mumbled before collapsing again, this time against Tony. He didn't feel the pain of his body hitting hard metal, his body numb.
Hulk sat up, his senses coming back to him as the light was turned off. With a loud roar, the green mutant began to smash through walls, crushing agents on his way.
Natasha looked up as the god of thunder offered his help. She couldn't help the grateful smile that spread across her face.
"Whoah!" Tong caught Steve easily and oat his back. "Hold on big guy," he said. He took off, making sure no harm came to the Captain.
Clint smiled and walked out of the room, continuing to fire arrows. He dodged bullets too, and had no trouble.
Thor chuckled and released Natasha. He the grabbed her hand and pulled her up on her feet, smiling. He could hear Tony taking off, and Hulk smashing through walls.
Steve passed out as he was being lifted out of the building. His body couldn't force itself awake any longer and gave up. Steve knew he was safe now and he just let go.
After he got to the end of the building and saw the destruction he had caused, the doctor began to reappear, the Hulk shrinking until he was completely gone.
Natasha looked around and listened. She was trying to figure out what was going on. The assassin turned to the god again.
Tony landed after a few minutes on his balcony of the new Stark Tower. He walked in and laid Steve on the couch before changing out of his suit. Tony walked around before he sat on the opposite couch.
Clint managed to get out and was met by the sight of.. "Bruce! Good to see you, let's get back." He said, smirking.
Thor smiled. "You were captured, why? We have no idea. Now, let us go." He said, reaching out a hand.