I'm procrastinating from writing an essay on care for a patient and wrote this instead, much more fun. If only I could write essays as fast as I can bang these out :P Warning: Slight whump but no death, I could never kill any of them, they're my babies :)
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The sudden alarm jolted Clint awake and he banged his elbow against his dresser. 'Great start to the day,' he muttered. 'The one day I get a lie-in.'
'DoomBots in New York. Repeat, DoomBots in New York. Avengers Assemble.'
Despite the ruined lie-in, Clint chuckled. Steve had been dying to say 'Avengers Assemble' since he'd been elected as team leader. The DoomBots didn't sound so friendly though.
Clint clambered out of bed and pulled his uniform on, sliding his various weapons into their various holsters and attaching his bow and arrows to his back, running out into the hallway and nearly running into Tony, who was coming out of his room.
'The one day we get to stay in bed and this happens,' Tony said as they ran to the assembly point to get Tony's suit.
'I think Doom knew about it,' Clint said. 'He's obviously decided that ruining our lie-ins is better than killing us.'
The Iron Man suit clicked into place around Tony's body and Clint jumped on his back as Tony flew them through SHIELD's corridors, sending agents flying, to the Quinjets holding bay, which had been decided as their designated: 'If shit happens, come here,' area.
Thor, Steve, Bruce and Natasha were already there. Natasha pulling a brush through her hair while Coulson filled them in.
'DoomBots were spotted in central park 2 minutes ago,' he said. 'Agents have been unable to stop them. In Director Fury's very precise words "get your asses down there".'
'Yes sir,' Bruce muttered, as they all piled into the Quinjets, Natasha taking the wheel.
By the time they got there, destruction was everywhere and lots of New Yorkers would be calling their car insurance providers.
They all clambered out the jet and Natasha turned to Bruce. 'If we're about to get our asses kicked, come in,' she said. 'You got your shocker?'
Bruce nodded and held up the pen-like device Tony had cobbled together for him. It sent a shock through his brain that would, in theory, release the Hulk without hurting him too much. Only problem was, it hadn't been tested yet. But Tony's gadgets usually worked.
'Okay, let's do this,' Steve said, and the Avengers rushed into action.
'One, two, three,' Tony said as he powered up his repulsors and sent blast after blast into the advancing robots.
'Ten, eleven, twelve,' Thor said next to him, pulverising the bots with his hammer.
'Oh it's on,' Tony said, bringing down six with one powerful blast.
An gas-canister-tipped-arrow whistled past his head and embed itself in a bot's chest, also taking out two around it. But more were sweeping in from the sky.
'Where are these things coming from?' Thor asked, surprised.
'They look like vultures,' Natasha's voice came through the comm link in his helmet.
'Pleasant imagery, thanks for that Tasha,' Tony said. But she was right, more had come and soon the sky was think with hundreds of them, blocking out the sun.
'Doom has been busy,' Clint said. 'Anyone got a plan?'
'Yep,' Tony said. Natasha was relieved to hear this, though she didn't say so, cause she sure as hell didn't have any ideas.
'One good EMP surge should frazzle their circuits in one go,' Tony said.
'Won't that also take our your suit?' Clint asked.
'I can program it to avoid the suit,' Tony said. 'Anything electronic within a two mile radius will go down, I may frazzle a few computers.'
'I'm sure you'll be forgiven,' Natasha said. 'Now do it so I can go back to bed.'
'JARVIS, fire up the EMP, target anything electronic but avoid the suit.'
'Programming targets.' JARVIS replied, the only one not sounding phased by the situation.
'I wonder if there's any biscuits in the cupboard?' Natasha said, only slightly off topic.
'I think Clint polished them off,' Bruce replied, watching from the live feed in Tony's helmet back in the jet.
'Sorry!' Clint said.
'I think on the way back we should pick some⦠urk!'
'Pick some urk?' Tony looked down to where Natasha had been a second ago. 'What the hell does that mean?'
Tony looked just in time to see a DoomBot grab Natasha from behind and slam her head into a cold, unforgiving brick wall.
'TASHA!' Clint shouted.
'Tasha! NATASHA!' Tony yelled, panicked as the bot picked her lifeless form up and closed its metal fingers around her neck.
'It's going to break her neck! Tony! EMP now!'
'I have not yet isolated the targets,' JARVIS warned. 'The suit will not take it.'
'FIRE THE DAMN PULSE JARVIS!' Tony shouted, as the bot squeezed.
'Firing EMP,' JARVIS said quietly.
Tony closed his eyes and his body exploded in pain. He felt himself falling towards the ground and everything went black.
Clint saw the pulse explode from the suit, taking out all the bots in one blow. Then Tony dropped through the air and Clint swore.
'HULK HANDLE THIS, HAWKEYE GET NATASHA,' Hulk roared bursting out of the Quinjet and racing towards the falling suit.
Clint raced towards Natasha and lifted her lifeless body up from the ground, her head lolled back in his arms and Clint panicked.
'Natasha?' he said, quietly.
Natasha said nothing, she simply lay limp in his arms, a large red gash marking her still face. Blood seeped into Clint's uniform and he felt tears prick his eyelids.
He blinked them away and pressed his fingers against Natasha's throat, ignoring the red fingerprints from the bot that were already beginning to bruise. A steady pulse throbbed through Natasha's skin and Clint felt tears of joy escape his eyes.
Natasha stirred. 'Are you crying?' she said quietly, her eyes opening a fraction.
'No,' Clint said defiantly.
'Liar,' Natasha said. 'Help me sit up.'
Clint propped Natasha up against the wall and turned back to his other teammates who were running towards him, Hulk holding Tony in his arms, the suit sparking and covered in dents and wires that would probably take Tony days to repair.
'Is he okay?' Natasha said, trying to get to him, but the pain in her head was too much and she fell back against the wall.
'Get his helmet off!' Steve ordered as Hulk laid Tony gently on the ground, and Thor pushed his fingers into the catches at the side, prying it off.
Tony's head dropped back onto the grass, one side of his face covered in an angry red burn.
'The Arc, it's not on!' Clint said, panicking as he noticed the lack of a light in Tony's chest.
Natasha shook the fog and pain from her head and mentally stored them away. There'd be a time for pain later. She crawled her way over to Tony and dug her fingertips into the emergency release catches in the chest plate, prying it off him and ripping the Arc out of his chest.
'What are you doing?' Steve said, shocked, as Natasha handed the Arc to Thor.
'Charge it,' she ordered. 'Zap it with Mjolnir.'
Thor laid the Arc on the ground and raised the hammer into the air, collecting the static and electricity from the air and sending it directly into the Arc, which sparked and went back to a reassuring blue.
Natasha grabbed the Arc and shoved it firmly back into Tony's chest. Tony flew a good two feet into the air and slammed back into the ground, eyes flying open and gasping for breath.
'Ow,' he said, closing his eyes again, scrunching them shut.
'How do you feel?' Steve asked.
'Burnt,' Tony said.
'Come on, let's get back to base,' Thor said, pulling Tony to his feet, allowing him to lean heavily on him and picking up the ruined chest plate.
Once they were all back in the jet, Tony leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes and Natasha squeezed his hand.
'Hey,' she said softly so the others couldn't hear.
Tony opened his eyes and looked at her. Clint had put a temporary bandage over her head and he was surprised at how soft her expression was.
'Thank you for saving me,' she said.
Tony smiled. 'Any time, Natashalie.'
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