When aliens attacked New York, I knew the world had tipped into crazy.
I mean, I knew when the Hulk crashed my sister's school that it was nuts and every time SHIELD came on the news that we were losing our sanity, but aliens?
Of course watching the news that SHIELD was no longer recognized by the American Government or that Tony Stark's house had been blown to smithereens was even more fun.
I wondered idly as I made my way through Malibu, how much more insanity the world could take.
That's when the world decided to laugh at me and a robot erupted from the sea to kill me.
I swerved as the silver and blue robot smashed through the glass of my 1971 Chevy Vega. I screamed bloody murder when it grabbed me and tossed me aside.
I felt nothing but pain as an 18 wheeler slammed into me.
You're probably wondering who I am. My name is Kay. I'm 21 and I'm average. Not the super smart braniac or the incredibly beautiful model, just me. I'm pretty simple. I'm SoCal born and raised, tanned with short dark brown hair and red highlights. I go to the gym for an hour a few times a week, go to school for a degree in Communications and Radio. I was normal. Ordinary. Then I woke up 4 months later in New York.
Yup, New freaking York!
After 4 freaking months!
I woke up, screaming, fearing for my life as that red and silver grill came barreling at me, the horn blaring in my ears.
I looked around, shocked at my surroundings. I was in a hospital bed in a high tech hospital room.
High tech by the means of at least half a dozen machines and at least 8 different tubes in me. I shook as a frantic beeping sounded from a machine.
Then they came in.
Tony freaking Stark. He looked sharp, even in an ACDC T-Shirt and jeans, he looked good! His slicked back hair and perfectly combined goatee and mustache was even more handsome then the press photos! His charming brown eyes were calm but focused as he brought up a holographic report.
Behind him was Captain freaking America, Steve freaking Rogers! He was big! The white shirt he had on seemed to be on the verge of ripping with his large muscles. Even as huge as he was, his all American boy scout face made me swoon. He smiled at me and came to my bedside. I could smell his Old Spice aftershave and I do not lie, the good old fashioned scent that was American. I couldn't describe it, but it was American.
If Cap was big though, it was nothing compared to Thor! The freaking God of Thunder himself! I felt like passing out as he came in, his long blonde hair tied in a thick ponytail and his height almost hitting the edge of the doorway. In fact the whole doorway seemed to be too small for him as he barreled in with a speed that defied his size. His hand looked as if it could crush Cap's skull on it's own!
I stared in shock as three of the greatest and arguably the most powerful beings stood around my bedside talking.
"Ah I see what we've got, Thor be a pal and get Banner in here. Maybe Natasha too," Tony said, his voice light and cheerful, "Seems Sleeping Beauty has awakened."
Thor nodded and made his way out and I stared at the two heroes.
"Uh where am I?" I stammered, "What happened? Why am I in a hospital?"
"You're actually not in a hospital. You are in a much cooler building. And by definition of cool, well it's built by yours truly," Tony winked as he viewed the report.
"You're in Avengers Tower. Do you remember anything that happened Katherine?" Steve asked me
I almost passed out, the way he spoke so gently made me instantly calm.
"I remember being thrown into a truck by a robot," I offered, "After that I have no idea."
"Ultronbot." Tony snipped.
"What?" I asked.
"Ultronbot. A minion of the rouge robot Ultron," Steve glared at Tony, "Created by yours truly."
"I thought we went over this Cap," Tony said, clearly ignoring him, "We had no idea the AI would progress at the rate it did."
"You should have been more careful," Steve retorted.
"I was trying to help after you blew up SHIELD!" He shot back.
"Hydra!" Steve shouted, "It was Hydra dammit!"
"Hey cool it guys!" A third voice interrupted.
I looked beyond the towering figure of Steve and saw a small mild mannered man with black wavy hair. He removed his glasses and I recognized the green tint in his brown eyes. The same eyes that belonged to the monster who destroyed my sister's college.
"Hulk?" I asked and passed out.
