AN: I just saw the Avengers Movie, and besides it kicking ass, I decided to do a story about it. I hope that I do not upset anyone that are total fans about it, so I hope that things are going to go well with this story. Thanks in advance.

Chapter One: Mystery Man Pays a Visit

Michael Harris was kind of a nerdy kid, or in the very least, looking kind of nerdy. The thing was, he was labeled a nerd the moment that he was first brought out here. Michael was not near sighted, but he wore glasses so that he would be able to see in the most clear of ways possible. Anyway, Michael was not originally from California He was moved here from his mid west home in St. Louis, Missouri, and plopped in Malibu, California.

His "stepsister", Melody Song, was with them, and his elder brother Charles was the one that was moving out here with his siblings. Michael kind of got used to being out here, and then he met Robby Ray, and his children, Jackson, and Miley. Michael immediately took a shining to Miley, from afar of course. Once they met, while Charles and Robby Ray caught up on old times, Michael and Miley became friends. Michael even became fast friends with Miley's other friends, Oliver and Lilly.

All the while they were friends, Michael secretly pined for his friend, Miley. He really did. He didn't mind her being friends with her, but he wanted to be her wanted both, and would have been find with either, if you can honestly believe that. It kind of was a good thing and a bad thing, if you really contemplated stuff like that.

Then Jake Ryan came along.

He and Miley became close, and soon enough, they became boyfriend and girlfriend. Michael, ironically, was fine with it. He had his chance, and choked. He didn't think anything of it at first, but then Jake started in on him. Jake was an asshole to Michael behind her back, and made fun of him for wearing glasses. Michael kept his mouth shut, but then he got wind that Miley knew what he was doing and did not say a word.

What Michael did on the other hand was keep his mouth shut, hoping that things would get better eventually. With the way this story was going, that was not going to happen in the near future.

......

It was the next day at school, and Michael was heading to his locker at school. He saw Jake at his locker, and contemplated not even heading that way, but damn it if he did not need his Advanced Calculus book. Jake was at the opposite side of the hallway, and Michael made his way to his locker quick, and was gone. In the minute, if it was that long, that he was at his locker, he could hear Jake and his friends constantly and merciless ripping of him. Michael knew that something was going to happen between the two.

It was not going to be nice between them, and Michael did not mind a fight, because that son of a bitch had to go down eventually.

Michael was over at Robby Ray's home, with Oliver, Lilly, Miley, and Melody. They were just hanging out, talking, and goofing off. You know, doing whatever. Then Robby Ray got up, and went to the door, and noticed five big black suburban pull up to the house across from Robby Ray, which just happened to be Charles' home, where Michael and Melody lived.

"What is this?" Robby Ray asked. Multiple agents got out of the car, and went to the front door. Charles stepped out to the front porch, and after a brief conversation, Charles pointed them over to this house.

"Well, crap, they are coming over here." Melody said. With that, they all came over here, and began to knock on the front door, hard. Even though every fiber of his being was telling him not to do it, because something bad might happen, Robby Ray answered his front door.

"Yeah?" Robby Ray asked the agents.

"Sir. Is Michael Harris over here?" One of the agents asked.

"What is this all about? What did he do?" Robby Ray asked.

"Sir, our boss would like a word with him." The agent said again.

"Yeah?" Michael asked, waving his hand. Robby looked back at the teen, who was out of his seat at this time.

Michael walked towards the sound of his named being called. Once they saw him, two agents grabbed him by each of his arms, and ushered him outto the lone jet black limo. Some of the guys that were there were trying to ease both Robby Ray, and Charles who ran across the street to try and stop them from doing whatever they were doing.

He was shoved into the back seat of the limo that the cars were ushering here. Once Michael got himself situated in the back of the limo, he looked around the luxury limo, and saw a familiar face. A famous familiar face at that.

"Sorry about that, Michael. I am not trying to cause a panic with your family, but I really needed you for something." A voice told him, getting his attention. Michael saw that face, and knew immediately who it was.

"Tony Stark!?"

Needless to say, Michael was caught off guard that Tony Stark himself came to Malibu to get him. Michael wondered just what did he want with him. He had an idea, basically, whatever he wanted, had to be big.

Tony told him as they were driving to the unknown location that he, obviously needed his help with something big that was probably going down. No surprise, Michael thought. Why else would he get a teen in high school to ride in a limo with him. They stopped, and he ushered out of the limo to a private jet.

"Where are we going?" Michael asked.

"Stark Enterprises." Tony said as they got on the jet. "We will be able to talk more in length there."

The plane ride was smooth and quick, if you can call "long ride" quick. Once they landed, Michael and Tony were placed into another limo, and drove a short way to Stark Enterprises. Tony was kind of quiet about exactly why he needed Michael's help. Michael himself did not want to rock the boat, and he did not even talk as they arrived at Tony's company.

Tony and Michael walked in the building, and as they walked to Tony's office, Michael saw various workers looking at him, and whispering as they stole glances as he walked alongside Tony. Tony entered his office, and motioned for Michael to follow him. He locked the door, and took a seat at his desk, and Michael sat in front of him.

"I wanted you to come here, because I needed your help." Tony said.

"What? Why do you need my help? What can I possibly do to help you?" Michael asked him.

"Does the name George Morris ring a bell?" Tony asked him.

"That's my grandfather." Michael said. Tony took out a folder, and slid it across his desk. Michael took the folder, and opened it up. It had a whole lot of information about his grandfather, grandmother, and himself.

"Wow, you really did your homework." Michael said. "Wait, how did you get this? No, never mind. You are Tony Stark after all."

"Yeah." Tony said, giving a brief chuckle. "Listen, now that you are here, I wanted to tell you something."

"Okay." Michael said.

"Look, you know what I am and who I work for." Tony said. "I know enough about you to know that you are an highly-developed young man. So you know that there is a big enough reason that I brought you out here."

"Those reasons are?" Michael asked him.

"I believe that you have some hidden potential inside you. I know that you can bring that out if you really wanted to." Tony said with a sly smile.

"What are you talking about?" Michael asked him.

"I have a training room here, just for you. If you want, I would love for you to try it out." Tony asked Michael.

Michael sat there, and thought about it for a moment.

"Okay, why not?" Michael said.

Boy, was he in for a surprise...

Tony did not say a word, but what he did was usher him into a room, which was obviously a training room, from what he said before. Tony immediately went to another room, which was observing what was going on as Michael stood there, waiting for something to happen. He soon heard the door he used to enter the training room lock behind him, and the dimly lit room soon became fully illuminated.

Just as Michael got his visibility and bearings, A giant robot, which was twice the size of Michael, and visibly weighed at least three times his own weight, stepped towards him, and with one swift motion, knocked him into the wall.

Michael winced in pain as the robot approached him, and yanked him from his spot, and held him by the hair, and threw him again, this time, to the ground. Michael tried to move, but the robot tried to step on his neck, and Michael was barely able to stop the machine from snapping his neck.

Michael looked up at the machine, and it looked as though the robot was laughing at him, and even mocking him.

He did not know what happened next. Before he even knew it, he twisted the foot off of him, breaking the robot's leg clear off in the process.

Then everything went dark...

Tony watched in both astonishment and wonder as Michael's eyes began to glow. He shoved the robot back with little force, and then, he saw it. A huge white dragon appeared in front of him, right where Michael was standing. In his huge jaw, the dragon clamped down on the robot, shaking it around like a toy, and then threw the broken machine into the nearest wall.

The dragon let out a triumphant roar, celebrating his victory. Tony stood back, and smiled. He knew that he made the right decision bringing him out here.

When he came to, Michael realized that he was in a hospital room. He began to panic for a moment when doctors came in to check in on him.

"Shush. Everything is all right." One doctor said. "Mr. Stark. He's awake!"

Upon hearing his name, Tony stepped into the hospital room, asking the doctor's to leave to give the two some privacy.

"How are you feeling?" Tony asked him.

"A little dizzy." Michael said. "What happened?"

"You demolished a battle bot of mine. Then passed out." Tony answered.

"Passed out? How long was I out for?" Michael asked him.

"A day at most. Here's what you did." Tony answered. Tony pulled out a DVD player, and pressed Play. Michael looked on, and saw the end of what happened. Michael transformed into a dragon, and threw around the robot like it was a toy. Michael changed back to his human form, and fainted on the spot.

"Okay, what does that mean?" Michael asked Tony.

"You, my young friend, have the means and opportunity to become a really great hero." Tony said. "I sense great things from you, and you can become even greater if things go well. This was only about ten seconds, but from these ten seconds, I see nothing but untapped potential in you, young man."

"Mr. Stark..."

"Call me Tony." Tony interrupted Michael.

"Tony, what exactly are you trying to tell me?" Michael asked him.

"You are the newest Avenger." Tony said, trademark smile on full display.

AN: I hope that you will enjoy this story, and give it a chance. It is just something new, and I already have something else in mind if this goes well. Be kind, but be honest with the reviews.