The Soldier kicks another man down the stairs, Widow right behind him. Quickly, they descend the stairs. Both could hear the chatter of the officers in the ball room, everyone could. They were about to have themselves a battle. It was about, say, near a hundred cops. The Soldier grew excited at that thought and thought it was time to pull out the big guns. Reaching into his boot, he pulled out a pin before clicking it. It began to extend into a shield, black paint coating the front.

"What in the absolute shit is that?" Widow asks, sliding down the railing alongside him.

"A shield, Sherlock," He rolled his eyes," You see how many cops are out there? I'm going to need more than guns and knives. And besides I've been saving this baby for quite some time, it's a copy of the real one you have at the Red Room facility."

"Well, if you're doing that," Natasha reached into her boots as well before pulling out two small staffs which glowed bright at the tips, tapping them together created sparks of electricity. Steve shoots her a look.

"They are electro-staffs, Sherlock," Natasha mocks him," You see how many cops are out there? I'm going to need more than guns and kniv-"

He had placed his lips on hers, raw and lust-filled. She quickly obliged in response but as soon as she found herself enjoying it he ripped his lips away. She shoved him in the chest with a balled fist and he laughed. "We have asses to kick, you think I am going to have sex with you on the stairwell before that?"

"Well I am not arguing," She answers back, seductive smirk crossing her lips," Stark, Thor, and Banner can deal and Clint will find some way to manage without my guidance."

He sits there and thinks for a moment, thoughts churning like gears," I might actually take you up on your offer."

o

Pieces of armor began to assemble itself on Tony's body, making the man of iron. Pepper had stepped out after JARVIS had ordered her a car. Mark III, what he called it, shiny in all of its silver coated glory graced Tony's body, encasing him in armor. "Operation make Bruce mad protocol is a go."

"Wait, wha-?" A ringing began behind Bruce's ear and he knelt down in anger. "Tony! Get this to stop!"

"Squadron 1 tame Bruce Banner!" Chief Fury ordered and the officers and squad members made their way towards him but slowly began to back up as a green monster began to rip at the human's flesh. He grew bigger, his clothes tearing off in the process, glasses falling off, and nice green eyes turned raging.

The officers began to surround them, including Thor, and Clint who had yet to get prepared. Summoning his hammer, he held it up, his Asgardian battle gear placing itself on his body like Tony's armor did him.

"Ah, man, this going to be better than the battles held during the Asgardian holidays of battling," Thor boomed, getting in a fighting stance.

Clint on the other hand," Hey, guys, can I just go? Look, I don't know these guys. I was just caught in a circle with them that so happened to be in the middle of this nice and illustrious ballroom. So if you don't mind…"

Clint tried to walk out but was given a warning shot instead, which ended up messing his new suit. "Aw, come on man! Grandma got me this suit-And…You totally just messed it up! You little prick! That's it! I tried to warn you but no! No, no, no! You didn't listen!"

Turning away, Clint pulled outside something from his back," God, hey, it's me. I know we don't talk much. Just occasionally when I so happen to follow Steve going to Church, but Lord please help me for I am about to sin…Amen."

When he turned around he saw Tony staring at him.

"You done now? Or…" Tony started.

"Shut up," Clint responded, whipping out his mini portable crossbow," Let's kick some ass."

"Now look, we don't need to start a fight with you. Come in quietly and we promise to limit your time in jail," Officer Coulson offered as the man in iron began to ascend in his suit, Trickshot aimed his bow, Green Giant smashed the ground, and as sparks of lightning began to bounce off the god of thunder.

"Bullshit, Nick! We all know you're full of it-" Tony was saying.

"Ok, shut up, Stark, for God's sakes I get it. You're not coming in quietly," He turned towards his already armed officers. "Arrest them! Use any force if necessary!"

The battle begun.

With a roar the Green Giant sent men flying in every direction, pounding his fist heavily on the marble floors. Grabbing them with his massive hands he threw them all over the place, mainly at Tony who blasted them with his repulsors. And speaking of the Man in Iron, he was taking out men one at a time. Moving around in a flurry of motions, blasting one guy here, flying another one into the ceiling, and dis arming two all the while kicking another one in the chest. Lightning Rod played along their movements, helping the Man in Iron and Trickshot. Trickshot would shoot, Lightning Rod would electrify it, amplifying its intensity when it hit its target. Lightning Rod would occasionally send men flying with his hammer, right into the Man of Iron's orbit where he shot them countlessly with his numerous repuslors. Trickshot was doing his own thing, helping out here and there. Green Giant would throw men and while in the air, well, let's just say he was seeing it as an opportune time for target practice.

The fight was going on for minutes, innocent bystanders shying out of the way believed it was hours. Trickshot and Man of Iron was beginning to grow tired, perspiration gathering on both of their brows. Green Giant looked like he was doing fine and Lightning Rod was having a great time.

"My God, they keep coming!" Trickshot grunted, one officer latching onto his back, which he quickly unlatched with a head butt. "How many officers did you bring here tonight, Nick?"

"A whole fucking army," Chief Fury sighed, leant back in one of the chairs, carelessly sipping on some champagne.

"This isn't going to end," The Man of Iron breathed, sending out a big blast of energy when he got over-powered. Soon enough a bullet hit Trickshot in the leg, sending him to the ground. He ground his teeth in pain but continued shooting, ever so slowly getting outmatched. Lightning Rod flew over to him only to get hit in the head. Quickly he looked up to see the butt of a gun coming towards his head again. He was pinned down, guns and fist hitting him with a fire. Tony saw all of his fellow thieves beginning to fall, distracting him from the EMP going off below him. His armor began to shut off, the repulsors holding him up, failing and the next thing he knew he was falling.

"JARVIS…? JARVIS?!" Tony demanded his AI's attention but the EMP must've knocked him out. Sighing, he hit the ground, hard, officers already training their AK-47's on him. "Shit."

o

Most of them, three out of four, were pinned. But soon enough that caught Nick's attention.

"Hold up a sec-," He was saying until someone punched him square in the face, knocking him out.

"Miscounted bitch."

o

Tony didn't downgrade to begging so instead just sort of, tried to cut them in. "Ok, I give you twenty-five percent. No? How about fifty…? Seventy-five?!"

He sighed when they didn't budge.

"Well fuck it, then."

Before any of the officers noticed, a metal disk flew towards them, officially knocking them out. Tony tried to shoot up in surprise but remembered soon enough he was kind of disabled. Running by him, the Captain hauled him up to his feet before setting him up against the wall.

"Widow, you help him out, I will cover you," He ordered and Widow immediately got to work, rebooting Tony's whole system.

"Well, holy shit, Red, when did you get into this type of stuff?" Tony huffed, eyeing her fingers as they removed and crossed wires.

"Gotta learn to keep secrets with you Stark," She responded, focused mainly on the task at hand. Tapping a button before backing up, she watched his suit of armor come back to life even though a little skittish. Eyeing over both the soldier and assassin he noticed both of them a little ruffled, Natasha's zipper was a little lower than usual and the kevlar jacket Cap was wearing had little indents of nails running through them. A full blown smile crept its way on his face.

"Please tell me, you two didn't shove in a quickie before-" Steve shoots him a look but that only made his smile bigger.

"Well, dam-" The Captain hauled him off the side of the wall and threw him up in the air, Tony instinctively took initiative and began to fly.

"Shut the fuck up, Stark, and start kicking some ass."

Tony laughed, mask descending down on his face," Yes, sir."

All three moved efficiently, working together like a team through the army of officers. The Man of Iron would fly above, hitting an officer one by one. Running through the army like savages. Widow would duck and the Captain would hit the guy in the face. She would kick, he would sweep their feet. It was a quick and sufficient system, she would make the mess, he would clean it up. Tony would ease up the amount of men they had to take out, making it a lot easier and quicker.

They had arrived towards where both Thor and Clint where pinned down. Widow, using her flexible and gymnast skills, she bounced from one man to the other, knocking them out in the process. She used her electric staffs on the men pinning him down, frying them enough for them to go down twitching. She held out her hand for the fallen spy," Sometimes I forget how easily it is to take you down."

"Shut up, alright! This suit is very restricting," He said in response, grabbing onto Steve's massive shoulders to help himself keep steady.

She looked down at herself," And mine isn't?"

"I know Steve, here probably stretched it out a little," Said soldier hit said spy in his knee, sending him down crying. "Ok, got the message."

Green Giant and the Man of Iron arrived to help out Lightning Rod. Tony who produced a metal staff from somewhere gave the green beast to shove in the ground.

"Give it all you got, Lightning Rod!"

Thor, who was overwhelmed by men grew angry enough to where bolts of lightning began to reflect off him and onto the metal staff placed into the ground. The electricity bounced from him to the staff, sending electric currents between him and the iron, electrocuting all of them.

"Well shit, man, toasted the motherfuckers didn't you," Tony finally descended back onto the ground, before signaling for the green giant to come. Both Lightning Rod and the Man of Iron waited for their ex-teammates to arrive. The Green Beast was groveling all the way towards them, Trickshot was acting like a bitch in the Captain's arms, and Widow was following swiftly behind, enjoying the beloved view of Steve's fine ass.

Looking around, Tony's face plate lifted up, to access," Well we knocked out most of the officers, some critical condition. And the other occupants are perfectly fine. Only people to get hurt are Mr. Hammer over here and Little Mrs. Bitch right there."

"You talking about me?" Clint looked around, clearly about to strangle the man. "You're not the one that got shot, asshole."

"Yes, I am talking about you, dumbass. It's kind of hard to take you seriously when steroids is cradling your ass."

"No time for this bickering!" Thor shouts, slamming his hammer on the nearest solid surface gaining everyone's attention. "We must leave before backup arrives!"

"No shit," Steve grounds out, setting Clint on the ground gingerly," Anybody got any idea-?"

His question was answered when Darcy and Jane came hauling ass in a white van through the building, sending bricks flying and rubble everywhere. "Well, I believe that's our ride."

Natasha, Thor, Tony, and Bruce, who had morphed back into human form, hopped in the back. And Steve helped Clint gingerly wobble towards the van before someone grabbed him by the collar and planting their lips on his. He paused, shocked, and Clint watched amusingly as one of the van's occupants hopped off the van before pushing Veronica off Steve and hitting her square in the jaw.

"Get your ass in the van."

Clint laughed and Steve continued to aid him in his journey into the van.

"Yes, ma'am."

o

They sat quietly in the van, respective silence wrapping around them. They were going to Steve's hideout, in the mountains, where Bucky was already prepping for their arrival, setting out food and medical supplies but also unnecessarily picking out movies. Darcy had been looking forward to the visit, she and Bucky had been chatting from a distant for so long that she couldn't wait to see him. So that explains why she was breaking so many speeding laws on the way there, receiving many colorful yells from the group. Bruce had fallen asleep from exhaustion, the big guy could easily tire him. Steve and Natasha were staring at each other the whole way, lost in their own eyes, her legs resting casually on his own. Thor and Jane were holding hands over the seat. Clint was playing a quiet game of tic tac toe with Tony, who also was healing his wounds.

This was the first time they were ignoring the past and just focusing on the present.

Two years ago…

Tony shot Steve in the chest, twice, the bullets going in and out. "I am so sorry, Steve. It's just business."

"Wha-?" Steve coughed, blood flowing absentmindedly from his lips. Tony cried, for the first time in a long time. Natasha had pounced on the man, stabbing him directly in the chest. He gawked at her as she fished the infinity stone from his hand and into her pocket.

"Like you said," Natasha commented, tears flowing from her eyes that her face chose not to acknowledge," Just business."

"No!"

She ran towards Steve who was bleeding out profusely," I am so sorry, baby." She placed a kiss on his lips, the intent of a goodbye lingering on them. He looked at her, pained and betrayed. She had to keep going. She walked towards the door, but not before Clint shot an arrow in her leg, once, twice, three times, weakening her as she fell uselessly on the ground.

"I loved you like a sister, Nat," He said," Why?"

He didn't get an answer, just a pained moan. He grabbed the stone but was soon hit directly in the face with Thor's hammer, the stone flying into his hand.

"Brothers, sister," He looked over them all, wounds inflicted on each other, greed taking over all of them. They had hurt each other, none of them not having inflicted some kind of wound on the other. "What happened?"

He was soon trampled by a gigantic green foot, the green giant hadn't cared for the stone just for the pain these traitors had caused him, but when he saw what they had done, he turned back to his human form and just walked away. Bucky had come and dragged Steve away, same was said about Darcy and Jane to Thor. Pepper, who hadn't been injured took Tony back to the house. The KGB came and took their leader back to the temple to where they would attempt to heal her.

The word friends had become abolished by their choices. Something new to them had come along and joined their vocabulary.

Traitor.