Director Fury recruits the Killjoys for the Avengers.

'Why would you want us?' Gerard replied to the seven foot tall man infront of him. He wasn't fazed, though.

'SHEILD'S been tracking your work. Your fight against BLI. You're all incredibly talented fighters – you could give some of our best fighters a run for their money.'

Frank snorted, fiddling with his motor-bike helmet with GOOD LUCK scrawled across the front in red paint. Fury raised his eyebrows.

'We can give you proper armor and weapons,' Fury tried again.

Mikey shrugged. 'We're still alive aren't we? These have treated us fine.'

In response to that, Ray picked up one of the guns and aimed a shot beside Fury's head. Fury, despite his training, jumped.

Ray just smiled, placing his gun down. 'You can leave now.'

It was Fury's turn to smile. 'I didn't want to do this, but you've left me no choice.'

Fury's hand slipped into his pocket and the Killjoys felt themselves fall.

'You okay?' A curly haired man said, leaning over Frank as he regained consciousness. Once the Killjoy realized where he was, he lunged at the man.

'Hey!' A harsh, American voice snapped. 'Don't make him angry.'

The man, who wore a black t-shirt and had his hair – product free – sitting messily on his head. He had his stubble shaved neatly and it was obviously an expensive cut.

Frank let the doctor go, mumbling an apology.

The doctor, whose name tag read Dr. Banner, stumbled over to the other mans side.

'What -'

Before the New Jersey boy could finish his sentence, he was cut off.

'SHIELD. They drugged you an took you here. Here being the hellicarrier. I'm Tony Stark, and the man beside me, the one you tried to kill -'

'He didn't try to kill me, Tony,' Banner mumbled.

'Is my boyfriend, Bruce Banner. Your friends are fine, they've already had the situation explained to them.'

'Would you like to meet everyone else?' Bruce asked.

Frank, desperate to leave this room and the couples company, nodded.

'Mikey, Gerard, Frank and Ray; this is Thor, the god; Natasha, Spy; Clint, marksman; Steve, soldier; and Bruce, The Hulk; and me, Tony Stark – I'm kinda a big deal.'

'We know,' Mikey snapped. 'Battery City isn't completely oblivious to the rest of the worlds news.'

'Hulk?' Ray asked.

Bruce blushed. 'It's complex.'

'So, Shiver'me'timbers, what the fuck is this all about?' Gerard said to Fury.

Fury ignored the name – he'd heard them all before. 'BLI has come to New York. We assumed that we could take some weirdos in masks – but these guys ...'

'I understand. You didn't consider that maybe the villain had brains – so you wanted some smart guys to do it four you,' Mikey mocked.

'Hey!' the doctor cried.

'I have four degrees and I created my own element!' Tony countered.

'Got nothing to do with brains, "smart guy",' Fury responded. 'They have weapons we've never seen before. They're slaughtering our men.'

'Basically,' The red haired woman, known as Natasha, said, 'nobody knows them like you guys do. You are the "Fabulous Killjoys", are you not?'

'You want us to fight with the Avengers?' Gerard checked.

'You start training now.'