Yet another Avengers story- I know. I'm trying to "find my muse" with my Harry Potter story, but unfortunately it's looking like it'll never get finished. *sad face*
This is NOT a self insert story. This is based off of an idea my friends and I had to dress up as the Avengers for Halloween. Unfortunately it's looking more and more like it'll fall through. Only me and another girl have our costumes finished. *cough JAZZY PSEUDONYM cough*
Please enjoy!
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They stepped into the haunted house, giggling a bit in fright. Stephanie had her shield up defensively, even though the cardboard would be worthless in a fight. Lori was looking around warily, staff up while Tasha was examining her blasters almost boredly. Claire had an arrow to the string of her bow and Nathan had his pistols in his hands. Lena was holding her plastic hammer with a tight two handed grip as Brenda tightly gripped her green plastic fists.
A smooth female voice spoke. "Before you continue, please close your eyes and make a wish."
Stephanie raised an eyebrow and murmured, "Back to back in a circle."
The others nodded and did so, holding their weapons up as they closed their eyes and all unknowingly thought the exact same thing.
"I wish we could meet the Avengers."
There was a light breeze which was steadily picking up. Stephanie kept her eyes closed and frowned. She felt- weightless. She tucked her shield closer to her body and opened her eyes.
Almost immediately she threw herself to the side as a blast of blue light shot past her. She threw her shield up instinctively as the second blast impacted, throwing her ten feet backwards, but keeping her alive.
Slowly Stephanie sat up, ears ringing and head spinning, and staggered to her feet. A hand helped her up.
From what she could see it was night. There were stars out in the sky as she quickly glanced up, and there were uneven bricks under her feet. She was in the middle of a large plaza, surrounded with screaming people and several burning 'Polizei' cars. Police. Germany. Right.
She turned and nodded to Lori, who then quickly gestured to a statue plinth that was now empty, the previous occupant shattered on the ground. "Come on!" she whispered, keeping close to the ground as they sprinted.
They made it- barely- and collapsed against each other, breathing heavily. "What- the heck- is going on?!" Stephanie asked.
"I need to see better- LOOK AT ME, I'M A TARGET!" Lori stood up and screamed, waving her hands in the air. Stephanie yanked her down quickly as a blast shot over her head.
"Oh Stephanie- guess who it is?" Lori said in a sing song tone of voice.
Hesitantly, Stephanie crawled around to the side of the plinth. She crouched low to the ground and watched, in shock, amazement, and a healthy dose of fear, as Captain America fought Loki in the center of Stuttgart, Germany.
Stephanie suddenly stiffened. "There's a girl," she hissed to Lori.
"Stephanie, you honestly can't-" Stephanie ignored the rest of what she was about to say and took off at a sprint towards the five year old girl, who had wandered away from her parents and was standing, openly, in the middle of the square.
Loki had obviously noticed her as well, because he took the time to charge up his staff and shoot.
Time slowed down for Stephanie. She wasn't sure if she'd make it in time and pumped her system full of adrenaline. Her speed increased, she dropped to her knees, and slid to a halt in front of the child, just as the energy blast hit.
She was knocked backwards once again, this time prepared, and coughed dryly as she shoved herself to her feet and picked up the child in one arm. The girl was crying as Stephanie handed her back to her parents and began a slow circling route around the battle zone.
Luckily, she didn't have to use her shield again, because at that exact moment music began blasting through the loudspeakers around the square. She groaned loudly and shot a look at Lori, who returned it, as Iron Man swooped down and blasted Loki onto some stairs.
"Make a move, Reindeer Games!" a familiar voice crowed loudly.
Both teen's heads snapped up to the smaller red-and-gold figure, hovering overhead. "Tasha?!" they asked in unison.
"I wondered where you girls had gone to!" she said as she landed and they came together. "What was that whole thing about, anyways? Is this some kind of simulation?"
"I don't know but DUCK!" Stephanie shouted and yanked Tasha and Lori to the ground as another blast from Iron Man's wrist blasters slammed into her shield.
The quinjet landed and another figure jumped out before the back was fully down, sprinting to them. "Nathan!" the three girls shouted as he reached them.
"I have no idea what's going on but the lady that looks a heck of a lot like Natasha Romanoff was not pleased when I spontaneously appeared in the quinjet," he said, rubbing his shoulder.
"I'm surprised you're still up and walking. Look sharp, here they come," Lori hissed.
The four spread out into a half circle. Lori didn't have her staff as a sign of goodwill, but the rest had their weapons ready to go to defend themselves and their friends.
"Who the h*** are you and why the h*** do you have a mini-Mark VI on?" Tony Stark asked from behind the helmet.
"I can probably ask the same of you," Steve Rogers commented to Stephanie.
She kept her shield up as Natasha Romanoff dragged Loki over to where they were standing. "What did you do?" she demanded, staring at Loki. "And why the h*** does he look like me?"
"'He' has a name, you know. It's Nathan," he said, handguns in hand as he stared warily at the Black Widow.
"I suggest you get Loki onto the quinjet before he tries to escape," Stephanie said warily. "That could be... bad."
"Then you have to come with," Stark ordered. "Because I am fairly concerned about the Loki-look alike right there." He pointed at Lori, who Stephanie stepped in front of.
"Her name's Lori, we've been friends for five years, and if you try to hurt her you WILL have to go through me," she threatened.
"Ooooh, someone's a feisty little thing," Stark teased. "C'mon. You can introduce yourselves on the way back to the Helicarrier- I assume that's where we're going?"
Natasha nodded and gestured for Rogers to help escort Loki to the quinjet. The four teens drifted behind silently, with Iron Man bringing up the rear.
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"So why don't you introduce yourselves?" Stark asked after they settled in and took off.
"Sure! I'm Tasha," Tasha said with a cheeky grin. "I do believe that you have a mini-me now, Stark."
"Oh God- as if having just one of her wasn't enough," Nathan groaned. "I'm Nathan."
"Stephanie," Stephanie said quietly, from her place leaning on the back wall of the quinjet.
"And I'm Lori," Lori said, examining the green scarf around her neck. "I like this outfit!"
"Of course you do," Stephanie said edgily. "But can we focus on the matter at hand- namely, how we hopped back in time a few months, crossed an ocean, and ended up right in the middle of a fire fight?"
"Ok. Good question. Where do we start?" Tasha asked. "Maybe with the haunted house and the creepy lady?"
"It must've been a trap," Stephanie muttered.
"It's a trap!" Tasha shouted and laughed.
"Excuse me, can we try to take some stuff seriously right now?" Stephanie snapped.
"Ladies, ladies, let's calm down now," Stark said soothingly, stepping forwards to put himself between the two girls. "Fighting's gonna get us nowhere."
"Look who's talking," Natasha muttered.
"Besides, we're missing about half of our number right now, and two of them could be in super hostile territory," Nathan said. "Including my girlfriend."
"I'm sure Claire... Son of a gun!" Lori whispered, pressing her hand to her mouth. "If she's where I think she is-"
"And Brenda- oh God in Heaven," Stephanie muttered. "We're all gonna be screwed if she's where I think she is, with who I think she's with."
"Out of the three of them, I think Lena's the one I'm least worried about because-"
There was a crash of lightning, followed swiftly by rolling thunder and a smaller strike of lightning. "Where'd this come from?" Natasha asked, leaning forwards to better see the sky.
Loki leaned forwards and looked up at the roof, with clear trepidation. Lori frowned a bit, and Stephanie casually picked up her shield and shifted so she wasn't leaning on the back door to the quinjet. Lori nodded her thanks.
"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Rogers asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki said, and Lori mouthed the words right along with him.
There was an extremely loud thump on the top of the quinjet. Everyone started a little bit. "This is like a terrible horror movie," Nathan muttered, as another, quieter thump sounded.
Stark hit the door opener before Tasha could stop him. The back slowly lowered, and Stephanie braced against the whipping wind, shoving her blonde hair behind her ear.
Quite suddenly Thor Odinson, God of Thunder, landed heavily on the ramp. Stephanie braced and Tasha moved to protect Lori from his gaze as he looked around.
And sure enough, Lena landed right behind him.
"Lena!" Stephanie shouted, reaching out a hand to help her friend into the quinjet. Lena took it and scrambled inside, where hugs were quickly exchanged.
Thor, in the meantime, threw Stark halfway across the quinjet into the wall separating the cockpit from the main cabin. He grabbed Loki and hauled him out of the seat, and then gestured to Lena. "Come along, Lena," he said quickly, and Lena waved cheerfully before hopping out behind him.
"And now there's those two," Stark commented as he stood up.
"Heeeeeey, Lena's a friend. Don't diss her," Tasha complained as she stood up and slid her helmet into place.
"Ok, so now there's that guy," Stark said, sounding extremely annoyed.
"More Asgardians?" Natasha called from the cockpit.
"These people are friendlies?" Rogers shouted.
"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost." Stark was already warming up his engines, preparing to blast after the strange man.
"Stark, we need a plan of attack," Steve said urgently.
"I have a plan. Attack." And before they could say anything, Tasha stood up and ran to the edge.
"Well? Are you coming or not?" she shouted to Stark.
"I thought you'd never ask," he said, and they hopped off together.
Stephanie sighed and reached over to grab a parachute as Rogers did.
"I'd sit this one out, Cap, mini-Cap," Romanoff said.
"I don't see how I can," Rogers said. "But you need to stay here." He turned to look at Stephanie.
"If I don't Lena or Tasha's gonna get killed. I'm not gonna stand by idly while they duke it out," she snapped. "No offense."
"These guys come from legend, they're basically Gods," Romanoff said.
"Lena isn't a Goddess yet, Agent Romanoff, and besides..." Stephanie turned to look at Rogers.
"There's only one God, Ma'am, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that." He smiled at her a bit, and sprinted forward off the back.
"Lori, stay here. Don't go anywhere. Nathan, look around for anything that could signal trouble and contact us on the ground. And Agent Romanoff? Thank you for putting up with these two immature teens. You are a saint."
Romanoff shot a glance over her shoulder and smiled briefly as Stephanie leapt off the plane- realizing too late that she had never been skydiving before.