Author's Note: Hello everyone, my name is Zenappa and I'm one of the co-writers of this amazing novel to be. My other two co-authors (Vanya Caladwen and Aranelle Caladwen) are my best friends both on this site and off and literally the greatest things that have ever happened to me. Vanya beta'ed this chapter, so thank you to her! :) So here's the scoop, I had the idea of creating an Avengers fangirl because we're all pretty much obsessed and look where we are! We actually made it! I really hope you enjoy it :) Oh and don't forget to review my lovelies.

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The first chapter to our amazing story (so modest aren't I?) is written by yours truly and from my character, Emerald Maitland's, point of view.

To check out other adventures of Emerald, Val and Pandora…

If I Never Knew You - Zenappa
*A Pirates of the Caribbean Fangirl fic*

What If - Zenappa
*A Disney Fangirl fic*

A World of a Difference - Aranelle Caladwen
*A Sherlock Holmes Fangirl fic*

Unexpected Twists - Vanya Caladwen
*A Thor Fangirl fic*

Until next time,
Zenna :D

Playlist: Grassland Chant - Lion King Broadway, Little April Shower - Bambi, Payphone - Maroon 5, Hearing Damage - Thom Yorke, Slow Life - Grizzly Bear, Driving with the Top Down - Hans Zimmer (Iron Man)

Disclaimer: We do not own Avengers or anything Marvel related unfortunately. I, Zenappa, own Emerald Maitland, Vanya owns Valencia Flint and Aranelle owns Pandora Whitman.

Predetermined Fate

Chapter 1: A World of Change

It wasn't supposed to be like this. I promise, whatever occurred to us, I had nothing to do with this time… It was just one of those things that just kind of happened. Looking back, it's very difficult to explain but somehow the world as we knew it changed. Our lives were forever affected and there was simply nothing we could about it. I can honestly say though, my life at least changed for the better. My friends, well I couldn't really answer for them… But I felt almost distanced from them now and I wasn't sure how much more I could take. Yes, I just said my life changed for the better and I wouldn't go back and change anything that happened to us but I couldn't help but hope that things could be different. Yes, I know that's sort of contradictory but please bear with me… I'm not exactly in my right mind now. I guess I never knew what it would be like to be in this situation but now that I have, I don't know what to do. The fate that intertwined my friends and me was already predetermined…

"Miss Maitland," snapped a voice, jerking me out of my thoughts. I shook my head, my eyes widening, and I stared up at the person calling me. "I know it may be the last thing you want to be doing right now, but you must pay attention."

"Sorry," I breathed, my heart still thrumming in my chest. I brushed a stray piece of blond hair from my eyes and blinked twice to wake myself up from my daydream. What was I even thinking about? I couldn't even remember anymore. I swear, I had the worst short-term memory ever.

A foot kicked me in the side and I looked to my right towards the jab. "Yes?" I questioned, raising a carefully plucked eyebrow. My best friend in the whole wide world, Valencia Flint, grinned back at me and mimicked me sleeping on the chair in front of me. I sighed and turned away from my friend, smoothing out the dress I wore today.

Right now, it was the middle of the hottest summer on record and I was stuck in this hot and stuffy movie theater for six freaking hours doing community service. I probably wouldn't have even showed if it wasn't for my two best friends. Speaking of, where was - I stopped my searching around the room as my eyes rested on my younger friend, Pandora Whitman, who had just tied her short red hair back in a tiny ponytail. I stifled a chuckle as the memories of her chopping off all of her hair came darting back into my head. I gave another shake of my head as I sighed, tuning out the instructor in the front of the room again.

Community service sucked. Trust me, I wouldn't be caught dead doing it if it wasn't for Pandora and Val… They were the ones who practically dragged me here. Otherwise, I would have had my mom forge something like I've always done before. It's always worked before so why stop now? Apparently, my argument failed against my two younger friends. I'm telling you, college is not all it's cracked up to be. Even after just finishing my junior year at Juilliard, I was still the laziest person on Earth. Sure, I may be the best dancer and singer in my class but that meant nothing to people who actually had me work. Nevertheless, summer was one of my favorite times of year because frankly, while I loved Juilliard, I missed my old friends. No matter what, Val and Pandora would be my best friends who always had my back in any situation. A week ago, Val had driven over twelve hours from Lansing, Michigan (where she just finished her junior year as well) to New York City to visit me… and just two days later, Pandora flew in from San Francisco where she just finished her freshman year in college. I must say, it was nice to have them back; I missed them like hell.

"Any questions?" the instructor interrupted my thoughts again and I almost jumped in shock. I resisted the urge to swear, it was getting to be a habit… one I had to break, claimed Val. I had rolled my eyes when I first heard that, like that was going to happen anytime soon. Oh well, I would just pester Val or Pandora until they told me what I missed.

All of the other students got to their feet and started doing the jobs that they signed up for; frankly I couldn't even remember what jobs we signed up for. Well crap. This was going to be interesting indeed…. I seriously wanted to kill myself, this was the last place on Earth I wanted to be. I mean, why go to the movie theater if you're not going to watch movies? I felt myself being pulled in one direction and I came face to face with Val.

"Hi," I yawned. "So what's the scoop?"

She sighed, her eyes shooting up to the ceiling in exasperation, "Honestly Em, do you ever pay attention?"

"Val, it's summer. Expecting me to pay attention in this heat is like trying to get me to hate Robert Downey Jr, it's just not done."

That got a smile out of my other blond-haired friend and I gave her a small one back, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. I opened my mouth to say something but Pandora interrupted the two of us. Typical gingers.

"Guys," she whined. "What are you doing? We're supposed to be working!"

I raised both of my eyebrows this time; this was not what I had signed up for. Val nodded in agreement with the soon to be sophomore. "She's right," Val replied instantly. "Let's get to work."

"Let's not," I retorted although I didn't protest outwardly as my two friends dragged me in the direction of an empty theater. Pandora immediately grabbed the broom and handed the mop to Val. Val glared at Pandora and I sighed, feeling an argument coming on.

"Again?" Val shouted. "You give me the mop every time! I just can't take this anymore! Why do you always have to take the easy way out Pandora?"

Pandora shrugged, "Why not? I always win."

"No you most certainly do not!" Val exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. "You just keep going on to yourself and I never know what the heck you're saying!"

"Hell," I corrected, plopping myself on the ground. "You need to learn how to swear my friend."

Val ignored me and kept reaming Pandora, "And another thing, you're really pissing me off today. I mean, it's worse than usual. You've made fun of my lipstick, my change purse, the way I did my hair, my glitter glue -"

"Wait," I interrupted. "You have glitter glue?"

Pandora laughed, "My reaction exactly."

This, however, only got Val angrier and I grimaced, my brilliant plan failing miserably. Pandora just stalked off in a different direction with her broom still, leaving me laying on the floor and Val with a half-broken mop in her hand.

"You come back here!" Val cried and ran after my red-headed friend. I yawned and stretched my arms over my head; this would be a good time for a nap. After all, no one else was in the theater and no one else would probably care. I closed my eyes for a second before a screech split the air. I shot to my feet instantly and hit a karate pose. When I realized it was only Pandora, I rolled my eyes and clambered on top of the nearest theater chair. Upon lying down, I realized that this seat and the surrounding ones were covered in grease, like oil grease. I jumped up once more, patting myself down to make sure none got in my hair. That was odd, what was oil grease doing at a movie theater? I wandered down to the first couple of rows and saw icicles dripping off the sides; Pandora ran past, broom still in hand, not a moment later. I called out to her to see if she noticed but she didn't reply so I figured she didn't hear me. I headed to the middle row and saw sparkles, almost like glitter glue (that thought just didn't want to go away), covering the entire section of seats. As Val darted by me, I frowned. What the hell was going on?

As I sauntered back to the back of the theater where I originally was, I had a bad feeling that wasn't just reluctance to start cleaning. I narrowed my eyes at the weirdly covered theater and suddenly something hit me. Literally and figuratively. As I peeled the piece of paper from the back of my head, I read the two words at the top of the paper and things began to make sense. The Avengers. That's the movie that was playing in here before and another showing was about to start any minute.

I noticed Val and Pandora still fighting towards the end of the theater and I jogged over to them. "Guys!" I exclaimed, waving my hands in the air. "Stop it!" I shoved myself between them but they kept pushing each other, and me this time, around the theater.

"Tell your friend to stop being so bossy," Val pointed out to me.

Pandora replied just as snippily, "Well tell your friend to stop being so jumpy."

"Hey!" I shouted. "Can you cut it out?" They didn't stop however and we edged closer and closer to the actual movie screen just as the next showing of Avengers started playing. Shit. I refrained from swearing out loud but my colorful mind was going a mile a minute. I tried to interrupt my arguing friends again but I was caught in the middle… literally. The funny thing was though; there were no people in the theater to watch the movie. It was just us.

Now I knew something fishy was going on but I didn't have a lot of time to think however, for Pandora and Val shoved us all right into the movie screen. I groaned, expecting to crash into it and bump right back out with a few bruises and scratches, but instead we passed right through it. What the hell? I didn't have time to say anything as I felt my hands slip away from my friends' and let darkness overtake me.

I woke up a few hours later on unfamiliar ground before the events of earlier came swarming back into my brain. This was just great. We were all passed out on the sticky and icky movie theater ground with people probably staring at us and we were probably not even going to get the hours for this stupid thing. I finally opened my eyes and realized that I wasn't in the movie theater anymore. I frowned and struggled to sit up; my attempt to move failed and I plopped back down on my back. If I wasn't in the theater anymore, where the hell was I? And where exactly were Pandora and Val?

An annoying yet oddly familiar beeping sound overcame my hearing capacity and I groaned, turning my head to the side to see what it was. An alarm clock or phone perhaps? What I saw, however, was neither of these options or anything else I could have possibly come up with. What I saw, lying next to me, was a Hammerdrone ready to self-destruct. I basically accepted this nightmare and I closed my eyes again, ready to die in my dreams so I could wake up again in reality.

I never got that far. A flash of red caught the edge of my eye and I felt myself be scooped upwards and into the air, almost like I was flying… Wait a minute… I looked upwards and almost died; I gasped inwardly and felt my heart skip a beat. I pinched myself quickly and felt a pain jabbing in my arm, this was no dream. I was being rescued by Iron Man, by Tony Stark, by Robert Downey Jr.

Holy shit.