Unusual Avenger

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue.

AN: Okay, everyone ready for the eye-candy I promised? Well I certainly am. That and the first real action scene I've written for this. I hope you like it. :-) Oh and let me know if you figured out who his girlfriend is, cause I'm going to reveal her in the next chapter.

Baby, you're so unusual
Didn't anyone tell you, you're supposed to
Break my heart?
I expect you to, so why haven't you?
- Unusual You - B. Spears

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Second Squad this is Dispatch. All units please respond. There have been reports of a half-man half-bull fighting with Ironman in the vicinity of Second Avenue and Seventh Street. Be on the look ou… Oh… Reports coming in, Ironman has been thrown into the Stage Restaurant. Somebody please make sure Detective Walsh is okay… All units be advised SWAT is on the way.

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NYPD POLICE REPORT

Case No: 023651 Date: October 3, 2012

Reporting Officer: Sgt. Harvey Brown Prepared by: Sgt. Harvey Brown

Incident: NCIC 2901: Damage Property-Business, 2903: Damage Property Public, 2902: Damage Property-Private

Detail of Event:

At approximately 0930 in the morning in the vicinity of 2nd Ave,near the Stage Restaurant and residence of NYPD Detective Jason Walsh, Tony Stark, AKA Ironman, was seen fighting with a half-man half-bull, referred to as Man-Bull, when they allegedly broke through the front windows of the business portion of 128 2nd Ave, the Stage Restaurant, damaging multiple stools, tables, counters, and a vintage cash register. Damage to the restaurant estimated by responding patrol officers and detectives on scene totals to approximately $30,000.00. Approximately halfway down the block from 128 2nd Ave, there were also multiple public and private properties damaged, included exteriors of buildings, parking meters, fire hydrants, and personal vehicles. Estimated cost of additional damage is in excess of $1.5 Million. At the time of the incident Detective Jason Walsh was home in the backroom apartment of the restaurant and did not witness the event.

Action Taken:

Perimeter set up for a five block radius around the Stage Restaurant, with check points at all bridges off the island. Dock security had also been notified to be on the lookout. At this time suspect is in custody, post full manhunt, with charges to be filed pending a full investigation into the incident. Officers have been dispatched to Tony Stark's residence for questioning.

Summary:

At approximately 0930 this morning there was a public disturbance on 2nd Ave. near the Stage Restaurant. First officers were dispatched to the area at approximately 0945 according to dispatch logs, after the first call into dispatch about a disturbance threatening the safety of the community at approximately 0935.

Upon arrival of first officers, civilians were evacuated as approximately two blocks of damage had already occurred due to this incident. Immediately more officers were dispatched to the area in an attempt to locate the criminal responsible, best description given to the responding officers is that the offender is a half-man half-bull.

At approximately 0940 it was reported that the Stage Restaurant, residence of Detective Walsh had been severely damaged with the detective's whereabouts unknown at the time. Detective Walsh was later found in the rear first floor residence of the building uninjured.

K9 Units along with SWAT officers arrived on scene at approximately 1000 to begin securing a five block radius around the incident site in order to search for the suspect. Suspect has been found and is in custody as of 1330.

At approximately 1100 this morning, officers were dispatched from scene to Stark Tower, residence of Tony Stark AKA Ironman, for questioning of Mr. Stark.

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A soft exhalation of breath and the relaxing of tense muscles felt like a reward to Jason as he stood under the pounding flow of hot water coming from his shower. It had been a long shift once more sitting around babysitting the Osborn brat at his father's penthouse. It had been made more so by that fact that he had had to go straight from the Helicarrier to meet up with Casey for the overnight shift. As someone very close to him had recently said, 'no rest for the wicked'. Rolling his head back, he groaned in delight. It felt so good to have the water messaging the back of his head. He could feel the tension seeping out of him, flowing down the drain. His girlfriend was planning on visiting later in the week and he couldn't wait. It was rare that he got to see her outside of his official duties to SHIELD, no matter that they always managed to find a supply closet or empty office they could hide out in to get away from Doctor Foster. Of course now that they were stationed in Norway it made it a little harder to justify side trips off base to see her. He groaned as he stretched his arms over his head, letting the water fall lower onto his back. He never thought he'd miss being stuck in the middle of nowhere New Mexico. Turning he shut the water off and grabbed his towel.

Quickly rubbing himself dry, he caught his reflection in the slowly defogging mirror. Reaching out he wiped off enough of the fog to see the small scar on his forehead that had been left as a reminder of the 'cognitive recalibration' that Nat had treated him to on the Helicarrier. He let out a slow breath as he remembered what she had told him there in the infirmary. Hard to believe that it had barely even been a full five months, five months since his world had shifted all over again. Five months since the last time he had been in his best friend's good graces, since the last time he had seen his girl in person, and since the last time he had made a decision without second guessing himself about it.

"God I need sleep."

Tossing the damp towel over the shower curtain bar, he shook his head as he let out a short laugh. Sleep was nearly as elusive as Natasha these days. At least in that first week when he had been stuck in the infirmary he was so doped up on meds that he hadn't dreamed. Since he had been weaned off the narcotics though, most nights it was the sounds of his girl's voice on the phone that got him through til morning, at least when he wasn't stuck on a night shift that is. He was kind of glad that Phil had long ago set it up for SHIELD to pay for their phones. Speaking of another regret.

Pulling his sweats on he looked at the clock that was on the wall across the apartment from the bathroom, he sighed again. It was nearly 940 and he had to be back at the precinct at 1500. "Shit." He couldn't even call her, she worked until at least five in the afternoon and that wasn't for almost three hours.

The sound of several muffled crashes from outside had him instinctively grabbing his badge and clipping to his waistband. Slipping on his trainers, he started to reach for his gun, when the world seemed to crash down around him. Picking himself up from the floor Jason gasped as he saw daylight coming in from the front of what had been his restaurant. Spotting Iron Man picking himself up from the rubble he reached under his bed, grabbing the bow case and filled quiver that he kept there.

Standing he tossed the strap over his shoulder and quickly unlatched the bow case and extracted the contents. A pair of quick motions had it restrung and an arrow notched at the ready. Letting himself out of the back door he made his way to the building's rear external fire escape. Shifting his grip on his bow and the arrow, he freed a hand to pull the ladder down. With quick steps he silently made is way up to the top of the building to see just what Stark was fighting.

As soon as he had jumped over the side ledge, he re-notched his arrow and in a crouch, ran towards the street side of the roof. Several more crashes had him ducking as debris rained down on him. As soon as he had reached his desired vantage point he looked down to survey the street and let out a low whistle. Sally from across the street wasn't going to be happy. Her nice new Honda had been trashed, especially with all she went through to get it out of her insurance company after the Battle of Manhattan. Of course he doubted that his own insurance company was going to be happy either, he had just finished fighting with them over getting the roof of his own building fixed.

Spotting Tony he had the sudden realization that he had forgotten to grab his phone or Bluetooth. "Damn. Although…" He let a wicked grin out. He supposed it served the other man right if he 'accidentally' pinged an arrow off of his armor. He had destroyed Jason's restaurant after all, fighting that Tauren-looking guy that he was currently destroying another fire hydrant with. Letting the arrow slip, he nearly laughed when Iron Man's attention was suddenly on his perch. Flipping the other man the bird, he did laugh when Tony was knocked into the shiny gold Bentley that belonged to the jerk landlord of a building a few doors down.

"That's not going to buff out."

Firing off a quick series of arrows he scowled when the man-cow-thing managed to break free of where they had pinned him to the ground.

"Leave this to the big guns Legolas." Tony called out as he flew over head to get up speed in order to ram his massive opponent.

Cursing he could do nothing more than watch as the two disappeared down a side street. Catching sight of several fully geared up patrol officers he let off a quick warning shot into a tree several feet directly in front of the lead man. The stunned officer looked up, just as Jason had intended, with a wave of his badge and a few quick hand signals he signaled that the two fighters had moved off down the street and off a couple of blocks. A quick nod and the team moved off in the indicated direction.

Figuring that there would be nothing to do, the archer decided that he might as well as get comfortable and keep watch until, either the fighters returned or one of his superiors showed up. Sitting on the ledge, legs hanging over the edge, Jason rested his bow across his legs.

So much for sleep. Thanks to this he doubted that he'd be getting any for the next week. Damn flashbacks and nightmares. Scheiβe. Tony's paying for the damage this time and the counseling that he was sure Pepper and Sergeant Brown were going to insist on.

Spotting Steve and Bruce entering the area to help, he popped another arrow off quickly to let them know where he was, waving shortly when he caught their attention. When Bruce looked pointedly at what had been the storefront of his home and then back up at him, Jason held his arms out wide to his side in an exaggerated shrug.

Once he was directly below the archer Bruce yelled up to him asking if he was alright.

"I'm fine. Looks like there aren't going to be many casualties."

"Can I come up?"

Motioning off to his right he nodded. "Fire escape's in the alley."

As soon as the scientist had moved off, Steve called up to his teammate. "Hawkeye do you need anything?"

"No, I'm good setting up here. Go help Stark."

With a quick salute he headed off to do just that.

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AN2: This seemed like a good place to cut it off. It was getting a bit long… tbc in the next chapter.

Scheiβe (shy-z-ah) German, exclamation, def: Shit