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A vintage black motorcycle zipped down the streets of New York narrowly maneuvering through traffic while still abiding by the speed limit. It was driving in the direction of Lee High School and once it reached it's destination it swiftly drove in front of some walking students-who voiced their grievances in a rather profane matter-and parked in an open parking space.

The passenger stepped off first and removed her helmet to reveal the intoxicating red-hair of a one Natasha Romanoff who was dressed in a red t-shirt and tight black jeans. The driver, Steve, pulled his keys out of the bike and followed took both their helmets and placed them safely on the bike's seat. The leader of the Avengers was dressed in a blue polo shirt and blue jeans.

He was also- at the persistence of a certain eccentric inventor- now sporting a slightly new haircut which was spiked up in the front. According to Tony it was supposed to make Steve look less "military" according to Tony.

"I'm still not sure about this new haircut." Steve voiced as he nervously touched his hair for what must have been the millionth time that morning . His roommate, who had been forced to hear said concerns all morning, shot him a rather annoyed but assuring look.

"You look fine, stop worrying. Trust me it could be worse."

A black Honda pick-up truck into the open space next to them. The driver and passenger side doors opened and out stepped Thor and Bruce Banner. Thor was dressed in a tight fitting black t-shirt and torn blue jeans while Bruce was more simply dressed in a plain white t-shirt and khakis.

"Greetings my friends! Are you ready to return to our education?" Thor boomed as he and Bruce walked over to the two other Avengers.

"Yeah, I'm real excited about being stuffed into lockers and later turning into the Hulk only to be subdued by you guys." Bruce tried to joke but the legitimate concern, malice and guilt in his voice was easy to catch.

Steve patted the younger Avenger lightly on his shoulder.

"Don't worry Bruce we'll make sure nothing happens to you." Thor also patted Bruce's shoulder which caused Bruce to understandably flinch. "Most assuredly Bruce Banner."

Natasha looked around and noticed that they were still missing two people. "Where's Stark and Barton?"

"They were right behind us" Bruce answered looking over his shoulder. Just as those words left his mouth the quiet humdrum of students entering the high school was replaced by the booming sound of AC DC's Shoot to Thrill blaring through the speakers of a certain red Ferrari, which whipped right into the spot right next to Thor's truck.

The driver's side flipped open and the one and only Tony Stark slid out. The brilliant but hot headed teen was dressed in a Metallica t-shirt and black jeans. He was also of course sporting shades along with his famous smirk.

"What took so long Stark?" Natasha questioned sternly as he strolled up to join the group. Tony's shades fell to his nose as he flashed them a questioning and seemingly innocent look.

"Who me? I stopped for breakfast" he stated as he took a huge bite out of a strawberry donut he pulled out of the Dunkin Donuts bag in his hand.

"Hey did you bring any for us?" Bruce whined as Thor drooled at the sight of the pastry. Tony shot them a sheepish grin.

"Oh you see they only had one donut left." None of them believed him for the fraction of a second but none of them felt the actual need to call him out on his bullshit so they just arched their eyebrows at Tony and shook their heads collectively.

"Whatever. Where's Barton?" Steve asked.

"I thought he was with you."

"Well there's nothing we can do now, we should head to our first period classes." Natasha determined the previous day when they were sharing information that while not only did Tony and Steve share the same first period classes, Thor and Bruce also did as well.

After saying some quiet and brief goodbyes, they all split up and went to their respective classes. Steve and Tony were walking next to each other towards their Algebra class, walking in silence until Tony decided to break it.

"Nice haircut Rogers, you almost look normal." The young inventor remarked.

"Thanks... I think." Steve still wasn't sure what to think of Tony, according to Natasha he was a narcissistic, annoying, and arrogant brat. But he himself wasn't quite sure what to think of him.

"So you sure you and Agent Romanoff don't have something going on?" Tony asked as they walked into the classroom and sat in the same seats they did a couple days beforehand.

"Why are you so interested?" Steve were both sitting in front of one of the three windows in the room so sunlight was shining onto their backs.

"That isn't a no." Tony pointed out as he set his red and black backpack on the ground next to his chair. Steve rolled his eyes in response.

"Why do you want to know so bad? Are you interested in her?" he asked as he also set his blue and white backpack on the ground next to his chair.

"There's not many attractive women that I'm not. Though she seems a little... tempered for my taste." the teenager otherwise known as Iron Man stated truthfully.

Well Steve couldn't knock his honesty- at least that's what he thought to himself. He of course wasn't going to tell that to Tony.

Tony was going to interrogate Steve further but right as class was about to start the intercom in the room buzzed.

"Excuse me Mr. Kirby. Can you please send Steve Rogers and Anthony Stark to Vice-Principal Coulson's office as soon as possible?"

"Sure thing." yelled Mr. Kirby before he looked down Steve and Tony. "You heard her, you better get going." They both nodded and walked out the door and headed in the direction of the vice-principal's office. Steve didn't know the lay out that well but Tony sure seemed to so he shut up and followed.

"Wow sent to office on the second day, that's a new record for me. Hell school hasn't even technically started yet, that must be a record for anyone." Tony mused as they turned a corner in the hallway.

"Why would we be sent to the office on our second day of school?" Steve was obviously confused but Tony declined to address his teammate's concerns as they reached the door to Coulson's office.

"Age before beauty." Tony said as he motioned for Steve to open the door, he glared at Tony but opened the door nonetheless. When they both walked into the office they were met with a big surprise however.

Natasha, Bruce, and Thor were all inside of the office waiting for the two, Coulson was sitting behind his desk while Thor was standing against a wall with his arms crossed , Natasha and Bruce were sitting in chairs seated across from the desk.

"Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark glad you could join us." Coulson said as he waved for the two to step inside. Steve sat down in a chair next to Natasha while Tony stood up against a far wall burying his hands in his pockets.

"Now I'm sure Ms. Romanoff has already explained this to the Captain, but let me bring the rest of you up to speed." the other avengers minus Natasha looked surprised at the vice-principal's comment especially at the fact that he called Steve "Captain" but nobody verbalized this.

"My name is Agent Philip Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. And from now on you all report to me." Everyone reacted in silent shock, everyone too stunned to say anything. Everyone except Natasha of course, and Steve since she already told him this information.

Tony shook his head and laughed.

"You're kidding me right. Vice principal Coulson is an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D! OK I know I'm being punked. Where are the cameras?"

Natasha rolled her eyes shaking her head at Stark's outburst. Coulson sighed at the young hero.

"Unfortunately Mr. Stark I'm not kidding, S.H.I.E.L.D planted me into this school to recruit and guide heroes like yourself. Since most heroes in this community are teens and attend this school, it was the logical thing to do."

After the collective of heroes didn't say anything he continued.

"Now since crime doesn't abide by school rules, when there is an incident I will be able to pull one, some, or all of you out of class. As a cover you will all be apart of a special program where "gifted" students meet and discuss subjects, and do special projects."

"Well that sucks." Tony scoffed as Steve was just one of many that day who shook his head at the hero's behavior. Coulson once again sighed as he slowly felt a migraine headache take over.

"It's just a cover, you won't actually be doing any of those things. Anyway, where is Mr. Barton?"

The whole team was silent as they each looked at each other.

"That is a good question."

Clint was sitting at a table in front of a Starbucks with a newspaper in his hands. He was reading an article about a young crime-fighter who swung from building to building and would tie muggers and burglars in webs and leave them for the police.

But then all of a sudden he heard sirens and the sound of a bank alarm. He quickly stood up, leaving his newspaper on the table and put his purple shades on. He then put his finger to the communicator in his ear.

"Hey Natasha, I've got a situation in progress, and some back-up sure would be nice." he said as he took his suit and crossbow out of his bag.

"Where the hell are you?"

"In a minute I'll be at Central Bank, just send some back-up pretty please."

"There's a situation at Central Bank that Hawkeye is heading towards and he says he might need some back-up." Natasha told the rest of the occupants in the office.

"I can send one of you to determine how serious the situation is and whether or not the rest of you are needed or not." Coulson determined after a minute.

"Well who should we send? Since I can't really control the other guy at the moment." Bruce chipped in.

The whole room was silent until Tony coughed.

"Fine I'll go, beats school." he said as started to walk out the door.

"Remember to report whether you need back-up or not!" Coulson softly yelled.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Tony closed the door behind him and leisurely exited the school, whistling to himself along the way. Once he was out of sight he pressed a button on his watch and his body in the blink of an eye became covered in his Iron Man Mark 3 armor. He had JARVIS set power to his rockets and he flew off in the direction of Central Bank.

Hawkeye ran to the back of the Central Bank hugging the side of the building as he made his way around crouching behind a car when he reached the front. Peeking over the top of the car he noticed a large figure in a dark red suit pointing his glove at a bank teller who was filling money into a sack.

"Hurry with the money, I have places to be."

The teller handed the figure sack and the robber blasted the glass front doors to the bank open. His metallic boots clanking loudly as he walked out.

"Hold it right there."

The figure froze and looked off towards the direction of the voice. He focused his visor and his sensor caught a purple clad figure with shades pointing a bow and arrow at him.

"Do you honestly think the Crimson Dynamo is afraid of a puny little arrow?" The Crimson Dynamo boasted, his accent heavy and slow.

Hawkeye only smirked.

"Right now, you should be." He then quickly fired three arrows at Crimson Dynamo catching him by surprise, but once the arrows did nothing more than stick to his suit he started to chuckle.

He was cut short however when the arrows started flashing and then exploded.

A puff of smoke was now where the Dynamo was standing and Hawkeye lowered his bow but still had an arrow primed just in case. When the smoke cleared the Crimson Dynamo was still standing in the exact same spot completely unscathed.

"You cannot stop the Crimson Dynamo!" He fired a plasma blast at Hawkeye who jumped away at the last second resulting in the destruction of the car he was hiding behind. The archer ran and slid behind another car. He leaned over and fired a couple more arrows at him, all of them barely affecting the Dynamo.

Dynamo blasted the car and Hawkeye ducked and rolled into Dynamo's blind spot and fired a special arrow that sent an electric shock throughout Dynamo's suit. But Dynamo recovered quickly and smashed his fist into the ground blasting a shockwave into Hawkeye which sent him flying onto a nearby car.

"Shit."

He walked up to the car and grabbed the archer by his head and started to slowly squeeze. "Let's see if I can crush your little head like a grape."

Dynamo however was blasted in the back before he could do so causing him to drop Hawkeye onto the ground. When he turned around Iron Man flew into him punching him into the wall of the bank.

Iron Man landed on his feet and pointed his glove at the Crimson Dynamo.

"I see you got a new suit, looks a little too Soviet Union esque for me though."

Dynamo stood up and pointed his own glove at Iron Man. "Trust me this suit is much stronger than you think."

"Yeah I'm sure. Hey Widow I think I'm fine without the back-up."

"You'll regret that." Dynamo blasted a bolt of electricity at Iron Man who tried to block it but still surged throughout his suit.

"AAHH!"

After a couple minutes of searing pain he was able to recover and he quickly lifted his gauntlet to fire back but nothing came out.

"Energy levels at zero percent."

"Just perfect." Iron Man remarked. Dynamo then blasted him knocking the wind out of him and flew towards him punching him into a parked car.

"Hey Natasha, scratch that, some back-up would be greatly appreciated."

The Crimson Dynamo walked towards Iron Man and put his glowing glove to the hero's helmet.

"Say goodbye, Iron Man."

Next Chapter "The Avengers Vs The Dynamo:Round 2": Can the Avengers come together and beat the Crimson Dynamo, or will they be destroyed before they can grow as a team