CHAPTER 4

"Burn. Just Burn everything down." Daniel announced as he quickly picked up all the documents lying around their apartment. "The FBI will be here soon." Jack looked worriedly at his team mates as he held the papers to their next robbery. The Adrenaline rush had ran out of his system, making him vulnerable to emotions like fear.

"I don't want to go to jail, man." He said, looking at Daniel and Merritt.

"You won't. Just do your bit and this all will be over soon." Daniel assured the kid.

"The firewall is down." Henley huffed out as she irritably smashed on the keys of the computer. "Rhodes got our location."

"Which means we only have few minutes before everything comes crashing down." Merritt said as he quickly packed some of the essentials for their next trick. Ripping apart the papers of their previous plans and hiding all the magical equipment in his ready-go-bag. "We need to leave before the FBI comes. If everything goes in motion, we'll be ready for our next trick."

"Next trick?" Henley scoffed. "I'm more worried about the Avengers. You all know what they will do to us if we get caught by them. The agency they work with, will tear us apart and turn us into genie pigs. We will be their lab experiments. I don't know about you guys but I'll rather stay in a Prison Cell rather than be experimented on."

"Henley.." Daniel started, keeping an arm on her shoulders for comfort. He still feels the tingles whenever he touches her. "I know you're worried, but this is what we signed up for. If we don't take the risk then who will? And don't worry, none of us are getting caught today. Is that clear?" He ordered looking at everyone in the eyes. Every magician in the room nodded. Suddenly something bright flashed infront of Daniel's eyes. He caught it in mid-air just before the white flash could vanish. When the light dimmed, he saw an old-yellowish burnt up note with a scrawled handwriting scribbled on it.

Hurry. They're here.

Daniel frowned at the message. Henley read the note over his shoulders before widening her eyes. She quickly ran to the window and peaked through the blinds to spot any FBI cars. There were none. She looked confusingly at Daniel.

"There are no FBI cars outside. Why does it say they're here?" Daniel closed his eyes and took a deep breadth. He looked at Merritt who looked at him with the same conclusion. Daniel may not be able to listen to people's mind like Merritt but he can sense someone's presence when they're close by. The aura of the two strangers, pulsing through his head. He looked worriedly at the ceiling.

"They mean the Avengers."

...

"See you on the other side." Clint announced at his team as he took a leap of faith and jumped off the building roof top, the rope around his waist securing him as he did a free fall. Tony looked mockingly at Natasha.

"Tell me spider, is he always like this? He does know he's not a pelican, right? Flapping his arms won't do him any good." Natasha rolled her eyes before jumping herself. Tony raised his eyes-brows at his team-mates action. "Really?"

"Relax Tony, you'll catch up." Steve informed patting Tony on the back with a small laugh.

"Har Har.. Not funny, Cap."

...

"Took you long enough." Clint complained as Natasha came smashing in from the window on 8th floor. She let go of the rope she was holding onto and pulled out her ICER (Incapacitating Cartridge Emitting Railguns - A custom Tranquilizer). They had strict orders not to kill anyone of the magicians. The ICERs will only knock them out.

"I'm not so fond of jumping off roof tops like you dickhead." She hissed out as she shook her shoulder to get rid of any glass pieces from the window. Jumping off roof tops was so not her style. "Let's move."

...

Alma Dray cursed as Rhodes left her behind to pursue the magicians. How could he? They are partners. He's supposed to back her up!

"Dylan!" She screamed, trying to get him to stop but failing miserably as the grumpy FBI agent beside her wasn't too keen on letting her go.

"Sorry Dray. Your not fit to be in the field. It's safe if you stay in the car." Alma threw an evil glance at the official men before getting inside the car. She's not going to give up this easily.

...

"Do you hear that?" Clint whispered, as they neared the stairwell to the 7th floor. Natasha held her breadth as she heard a thunderous amount of stomping coming from the stairs beneath them. She peaked over the railings to see an FBI force coming up the stairs. Luckily they were on the first floor which gave the two assassins enough time to descend towards the 6th floor where the magicians were housing in. Immediately, upon reaching there, they pushed open the door and raised their weapons.

"Come out come out where ever you are!" Clint sang as he kept his arrow strung to his bow while Natasha followed after him with her ICER. They slowly peeked into each of the rooms to locate the targets. The place reminded them of the very cheap motels they used to house in during certain selective missions.

"This is worse than Peru." Natasha commented, scowling at the nearby bathroom.

"Well, I see papers and couches but no beds." Clint started looking around the main room. "Which means our little trouble makers don't live here."

"They only plan their tricks here." Natasha realized looking at the small 3D model of the Las Vegas Stage.

"I wonder why." Clint said as he spotted a small camera looking projector on the back door to the kitchen. He checked it to find it broken. "They really don't want us to know their plans."

"I think the room's clear." Natasha said, easing her gun down and walking to a colorful Lego Model. "Tell me Clint what does this looks like to you?" Clint stared at the colorful model.

"Some kind of building."

"Their next stage." Natasha said with a pointed look just before they heard a loud crash in the kitchen. Both the assassins instantly moved towards the source of the sound. They slowly peeked through the kitchen door but stopped as another smash was heard. This time it came from behind them. Turning around, they instantly noticed the Lego model they were staring at earlier was smashed into pieces.

"I'm not scared of your little conjuring tricks, kid." Natasha said aloud, knowing that smashing the model was a childish move and only one person could do it. Suddenly a table on her right came flying at her and Clint. On instinct, they both moved apart, hitting the side walls.

"Oye Kid, your starting to piss me off." Clint yelled as he activated the extra sensors on his ear machines. Another table came rushing towards them, this time filled with various papers.

"Argh!" Natasha grumbled as Clint closed his eyes and listened to the sounds around him. With Tony's tech, he can detect any sound from faint to loud.

"Jack, there is no way you can run." Natasha said aloud, resulting in another box being thrown at them. But this time Clint heard the floor board squeak. He instantly let go of his arrow, pointed at the exact location of the sound.

"AHHH!" They suddenly heard a loud grunt as someone crashed into the blue curtains by the window. Suddenly, Jack appeared from thin air, holding his bleeding arm which was hit by Clint's arrow.

"Damn I'm good." Clint boosted at scoring the hit.

"An invisibility cloak? Really?" Natasha mocked, picking up a brown shiny material that appeared with jack.

"Wow! You read too much of Harry potter, kid." Clint laughed, touching the soft material. Jack stared at them in shock. He was amazed by Clint's aim. He was trying very hard to stop his fangirl from emerging.

"Look jack." Natasha started. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. But either way, you're coming with us."

"What if I don't want to?" The youngest magician questioned with a challenge.

"Who said you have a choice, kid?" Clint retorted. "Nat, why are we having this conversation? Let's just go grab him." Suddenly the front door burst open. Jack froze as he noticed Rhodes and this other FBI agent barging in.

"FBI!" Dylan yelled pointing his gun around but stopped as he noticed the two avengers and the magician standing. "Who the hell are you?!"

"Relax, we're the good people." Clint announced, earning a slap from Natasha.

"Good people or not, hands up! All three of you!" Dylan yelled, aiming his gun at all three of them. "MOVE!" He yelled again as he made Clint and Natasha stand beside Jack who was petrified in his place. "We've got company. Inform the team, fuller." Agent Fuller instantly pulled his transmission device out.

"We need to escape with the kid, now." Natasha whispered in Clint's ear. Unfortunately, Jack was already ahead of them. With one swipe he willed the transmission device in his hands.

"What the hell?" Agent Fuller exclaimed as he found the kid holding his transmission device.

'Standing by six' came the voice from the device.

"You little shit." Dylan exclaimed.

"You little shit." Jack mimicked.

"What game you're playing?"

"What game you're playing? "Jack mimicked again before pressing the button on the device. "We're all good at six. Move to seven."

"NO! NO COME BACK!" Fuller yelled as he started towards the front door but stopped as Clint threw a water bottle on his head, making him fall onto the floor. That's when all hell break loose. Natasha kicked Dylan's gun out of his hands and tackled him to the ground while Clint jumped on Fuller. Jack who was starring confusingly at the situation, slowly moved towards the door. Unfortunately, his attempt was fruitile as Natasha blocked him. He instantly reacted by grabbing onto the blue curtains and disappearing in them. Dylan who had recovered from Natasha's attack, lunged onto the curtains thinking that jack was in there. But in return all he got was his head being hit against the wall. That's when Natasha saw Jack behind her in the mirror and pushed the table towards him. Once again, it was an illusion as the mirror showed a different angle forcing Natasha to think he was behind her. Unfortunately, he wasn't. Instead the table hit Clint who was trying to knock Fuller out.

"Oppsie, my bad." Natasha said sheepishly looking at a grumpy Clint before spotting Jack on the other side of the room. She glanced at Dylan who nodded. Forgetting their rivalry for a second, they both moved forward towards jack who freaked out at the two agents ganging up on him. He used the flash paper to distract them by aiming them at their faces before trying to pass through them to the front door. That's when Natasha picked a nearby stool and smashed it against his back.

"You are not going anywhere!" She screamed but stopped as she felt someone cuff her leg to a chair. She looked down to see Dylan, locking the cuffs.

"I don't know who you are, but he's coming with me." Dylan announced glaring at Natasha who glared back. He instantly looked at Jack who was shuffling through the floor to grab something in front of him. Playing cards.

"Really?" Dylan retorted as he noticed jack holding the cards out in a fan shape.

"Yup!" And with that jack bombarded the cards on Dylan's face and two on Natasha's face who had managed to un-cuff herself. "See ya." Jack replied happily after he was finished and ran out the front door.

"AHHH, COME BACK YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Dylan yelled in anger as he ran after jack.

"Clint, come on!" Natasha yelled as she ran after the two.

…..

"What's going on Hawk?" Steve said over the ear coms as he noticed multiple FBI cars around the building.

"The kid's getting away!" Clint's rushed voice came through.

"Where are you?"

"Steve!" It was Natasha. "The back street, through the Chinese restaurant. He escaped in one of the standard silver FBI cars."

"Copy that."Tony said as he flew off. Steve looked down towards a fast speeding silver SUV.

"I think that's him." Bruce said from behind him.

"Maybe." He replied before jumping off. He landed on one of the small building's roof tops. Steve noticed how the car was zigzagging through the traffic and was heading straight towards the Manhattan Bridge over the East River. He quickly jumped off again and used the wires to propel himself down to the ground. Tucking his shield on his back, he ran towards the main road. Noticing how far behind he was, he stole a motorbike and rammed it up to full speed.

….

Tony who was flying above the high-speed car chase, continued gaining up the speed to catch the car. He noticed Steve following the cars too.

"Cap, do you really think you could catch up?" He said sarcastically over the ear coms.

"You never know." Came Steve's reply. Smiling at the answer, Tony flew to the end of the bridge. From there he could see that the targeted car was somewhere in the middle. A news helicopter loomed over the bridge, and few other FBI cars following behind. It was then, he noticed the changeover of the cars and then the crash. It was all planned. The big bus, and the white car… they were all hiding the original silver car infront of them.

"Holy crap." Tony mumbled in shock. "Uh guys, the kid's still alive. The crash site is a ruse."

"What do you mean?" He heard Steve's voice.

"The original silver car is still on the bridge. Up ahead."

"Well, what are you doing then? CATCH THEM!" he heard Clint exclaim.

"That's what I was planning on, Legalos." Tony grumbled before shooting his lasers at the jack's car's tires. It skidded along the bridge and right onto the side. Unfortunately, the speed of the car was too high, resulting the car to crash into the side railings of the bridge and then tipping off.

"Shit!" Tony cursed as he raced over to the crash site.

Steve who saw what Tony did, cursed under his breadth before stopping his bike just few paces away from the crash site. He didn't see any of the remaining horsemens, which means they already left.

"TONY! What the hell did you do?" Steve yelled as he ran to the railings and saw the car smash into the water.

"I miscalculated his speed?" Tony replied worriedly.

"You're an IDIOT!" They heard Clint roar over the ear coms. "He's just a kid!" Steve felt bad for the magician.

"I'm going in!" Steve informed as he jumped over railings.

"What? No, st-"Unfortunately those were the last words Steve heard before he jumped and crashed into the water.

…..

"You really did it this time, Tony!" Clint yelled again. Tony rolled his eyes at the loud voice before looking at the river down below. He was hoping that Steve would save the kid. At least he won't have to deal with the guilt that he killed a kid. A kid who admires his alter ego, Iron Man.

"STEVE! Can you hear me?" Tony yelled in his ear coms, knowing that the ear-coms are waterproof, so the water won't affect them. All he heard was a distant grumbling sound.

Minutes passed and there was still no reply.

Tony looked around to see a huge traffic behind him. All the people were out of their cars, and peeking over the edge of the bridge. He cursed as he heard sirens.

….

Meanwhile, at the original crash site where the magician's planned the car crash, Dylan and other FBI agents were running away from the car as it exploded, thinking that Jack Wilder died along with it.

It was Agent fuller, who informed them about another car crash up ahead the bridge. Alma, who was standing beside Dylan, noticed a weird expression on Dylan's face. She tried to get the papers off him, the papers he risked his life for, but stopped as someone else snatched them. Agent Cowan.

….

I got you. Steve thought as he used his strength to break the car door and pull an unconscious jack out of the river. It didn't take him much time to reach the car but enough time to put jack in an unconsciousness state.

"I got him, tony." Steve huffed into his ear coms. "He's alive. Meet me at the top." Steve finished as he pulled out his com in relief. He looked down at Jack with a victory smile. "I got you Jack."

….

(Bonus scene)

Miles away, in a secret base in Norway, Astrophysicist and scientist, Jane foster was having a very bad day. All her research was coming to a dead end. It's been months since she last saw Thor.

"ARGH!" She screamed in frustration as she banged her notes back on her table. It was then she noticed Darcy coming out of her room with a small phone in her hand.

"Jane, my aunt just called. She's sick. I'm going on a trip to visit her." The chirpy girl informed her as Jane looked up in confusion.

"I never knew you had an aunt." Jane asked as she watched Darcy pull out all the good outfits from their combined open closet.

"I did. Everyone has an aunt. You have an aunt. I have an aunt. My little assistance has an aunt too." Darcy said pointing at the tall boy working behind her.

"I don't have an aunt." The boy spoke up slowly but stopped as Darcy gave him a cold look.

"Okay..." jane said weirdly, noticing their interaction. "But can you get me my laptop?"

"Yeah sure. Assistant, go get Jane's laptop." Darcy ordered the boy.

"Why can't you get it?" Jane asked, feeling bad for the boy.

"Because he's my assistant and also because I'm packing."

"To where?" Jane asked and noticed a small sly smile on Darcy's lips.

"New York."