Irony, 2

Tony gasped for air, feeling the hot breeze through the cracks in his suit. The Avengers had been getting the snot kicked out of them by this demon kid for about an hour now. What made him curse inside his helmet was how the brat seemed to be toying with them. He just tossed them around the whole time without even really trying to hurt them.

Black Widow's bullets made little dime-sized bruises that just vanished after a few seconds. Even Cap's shield just seemed to create a bruise when it impacted his chest. Tony's repulsor blasts didn't even make him flinch. Hawkeye had about the same luck as Black Widow and had quickly switched to support, distracting this Demi-Fiend with flash-bang arrows that worked for a short period.

Problem was that even with him partially blind and deaf, nothing they had could put him down. He had spouted something about a better view and actually body-checked Captain America, sending him through the wall and then through the basement loading door used for ambulance maintenance.

They had followed and surrounded the kid as he slowed down in a back parking lot behind the hospital. It had just gone downhill after that. A harsh roar and the sound of massive feet impacting made him smile. His science buddy was here and evidently he was pissed. Nerd rage has nothing on the Hulk.

The others pulled back as the grumpy green giant faced off against the demon kid. The Demi-Fiend smiled as he craned his head up to look the Hulk in the eye. The Hulk evidently didn't like this, since he reared back a colossal fist and slammed it down on the kid's head.

A cloud of dust and debris erupted as the Demi-Fiend's body was buried in the asphalt. They all breathed a sigh of relief and waited for Banner to reign in his bigger half. A cracking sound made Tony groan as the Hulk tilted his head in curiousity. Something in the crater shifted, then a fist slammed into the Hulk's gut, sending him flying.

They all watched as the Demi-Fiend climbed out of the hole, cracking his neck and back. His body was covered in blue, red, and black bruises. Even as he chuckled and stood straight again, many of the bruises were fading away, leaving glowing green tattoos unmarred.

Tony was really feeling the pressure. What kind of monster could take a punch from the Hulk and brush it off as nothing? He really wished Thor was back from visiting Asgard. Somehow, the big blond lightning rod was comforting in how self-assured he was about everything. Unfortunately, he wasn't scheduled back for another six days.

The Demi-Fiend casually lifted up his left arm, red energy gathering in his hand. He grinned and that glowing sword from before phased into existence. He swept it forward, unleashing a wave of force that sent the Avengers flying and cleared away the remaining dust cloud. He spoke for the third time since they first arrived.

"In case you were thinking that your big green friend did some damage, let me make it abundantly clear: his blow didn't even register. When he hit me, the force of it shattered the pavement and I just got buried. In other words, if that was your best, then I'm not going to play anymore."

Saying this, he raised his sword again. It began glowing brighter, slowly turning an almost blinding yellow color. Tony knew, somehow he knew that this was it. He couldn't get his damaged suit to move fast enough to save himself and even if he could...could he leave the others? The Hulk was still down, while Cap, Widow, and Hawkeye were dazed from the first swing of the Demi-Fiend's blade.

He chuckled to himself. Beaten by some demonic teenager. What a way to go. A whistling noise made him look up even as the demon's sword started it's downward swing. He zeroed in on the approaching object. Well, look who's back early.

KC:ADF

Naoki was feeling disappointed; he had thought that these heroes, these Avengers, would pose more of a challenge. Even the big green one was no threat. Bullets, arrows, a shield...all physical attacks that impacted and did nothing. Those bluish beams of energy might have been more interesting if they hadn't been designed to deliver a physical impact.

Humans, even when aliens invade they never stop to think that maybe the old ways, the traditional ways, have merit. All myths had a true starting point, and not all legends were just legends. Hell, he had heard that a real Norse deity had shown up, and they just thought the guy was some sort of technologically advanced being.

Ah well, not his problem. When the other Powers That Be get involved in this world, all bets would be off. If it weren't for his time limit here, he might have stayed to watch the fireworks. Too bad, but he would educate these humans here and now. They would learn: there are some things that go bump in the night.

A whistling noise caught his attention, but he ignored it as he brought down the Heat Wave. He continued ignoring it right up to the point that a large object collided with his chest and sent him flat on his ass.

A hammer? Really? And that would make the very angry looking Norse deity marching up to him...Thor. Great, he had managed to tick off this world's version of his old demon ally from his dead world.

He stared up at the sky from his place on the ground and sent out a thought to the universe at large. If it's the Great Will who's doing this, then I both applaud the irony of this situation and flip you off for messing with me. Your time will come, buddy. And if it's really the Old Man, when I get back, I am going to kick you in the balls so hard even your Demon Avatar will feel it.

Oh, yeah, someone would pay for this.