No-one could say that they were surprised when the Asgardian fired a bolt of energy at the right wing.
Picking himself up from where he had landed on the floor, Harry checked that his wand was still in its holster, before following the others out of the grounded jet. Dust and rubble chocked the air as the Chitari swarmed the sky and ground; shooting anything that so much as quivered. Grounding his teeth at the sight, Harry moved to go after the bastards, but was stopped by a red clad hand.
"We need to get them out of here," he stated, unable to tear his eyes away from the people screaming in pain and fear.
Nodding, Steve also took in the scene before them, his eyes hardening at the sight. "They're like fish in barrel."
Turning to face the other two, Harry felt the words die in his throat, when he caught the Chitari advancing behind them.
"It's alright," Natasha assured, her hands already reaching for the guns she had strapped to her waist. Clint already firing arrows off like no tomorrow. "Go, we've got this covered."
Not needing to be told twice, Harry whirled around and jumped off the side of the bridge, Steve not too far behind.
"What do you have planned?" Steve huffed, his landing less graceful than the wizards.
"I'll distract the majority," Harry yelled back, pooling his magic into his hands eve as they ran. "You get the civ's out, take out any I miss."
Not getting a chance to answer, Steve dodged just in time for an energy blast to go over his head. Knowing that the other man would be fine, Harry sent a blast of his own back at the creature, before engaging another in hand to hand combat.
The sudden clarity that came with the fight was one that the emerald eyed man was not unfamiliar with. Every possible scenario flew at him a million miles a second; where his opponent was about to step next, what was happening behind him, where to place his next movement. The war had done more to him than anyone realised, and it wasn't until he was out on yet another battlefield that anyone noticed.
Using the creature's own momentum against itself, Harry swung it face first into a building and snarled. Grabbing it's head in his hands; emerald eyes watched with a small amount of satisfaction, as they twisted swiftly.
The civilians that had been trapped where rapidly making their way to the tunnels, and after talking to the police, Steve had been able to set up a perimeter. Suddenly noticing the lack of aliens on the ground, blue eyes flashed in relief when they caught sight of Natasha and Clint walking towards him.
"Where's Harry?"
Following Clint's finger, Steve turned around just in time to catch the small wizard decapitate a Chitari with its own blade. Whirling back around to face the trained assassins, Steve pointed his thumb over his shoulder and frowned.
"Why was Tony worried about him again?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Clint opened his mouth to answer, but was blocked when an animalistic roar rang through the city. Raising their heads to face the portal as one, Steve, Natasha and Clint gaped as a horrible beast lowered itself into their world, and thus, into their city.
"Tony are you seeing this?"
Seeing it? What kind of stupid question was that?
Hovering in mid air, Tony gaped in awe as he watched the armoured space whale crash into buildings, unloading Chitari warriors as its wake. Shaking himself out of his stupor, the genius sped after the creature.
"Seeing, still working on believing," he muttered, hoping that no-one would pick up on the minute of silence between the question and his answer. "Has Banner showed up yet?"
"Bruce? No, why?"
Not wanting to explain his theory to Captain America of all people, Tony exhaled loudly. "Don't worry, just tell me if he shows up."
Getting a word of agreement, Tony was just about to boost his thrusters, when Steve's voice came back over the com device.
"Um- Tony?"
"Yes Cap?"
"Is Harry usually a violent person?"
Halting once more in his pursuit of the living cargo ship, Tony was almost blasted by a passing chariot, but dodged just in time. Aiming his own blaster at the alien, Tony grinned evilly as it took the hit and plummeted to the ground.
"Not usually," he gritted, aiming more shots into the sky. "He actually saved a kid's kitten from a tree once. I'm surprised you two don't get along actually, but at the same time, I probably wouldn't be married to him. Why, what's up?"
"He's just showing some reall-"
The sound of gun shots and scuffling came over the com, making Tony wonder if he should go down and make sure they were ok.
"Steve? Yo, Cap?"
"Yeah." Steve's voice called back, his breathing slightly out. "We're fine, just som-"
"Captain! Stop gossiping with my husband and start paying attention. I won't save your arse a second time."
Raising an eyebrow at Harry's interruption, Tony sent another blast at a passing chariot. "I think you better listen to him Cap," he muttered, speeding across the sky in an attempt to get ahead of the massive creature. "I'm going to try and get the attention of the flying car pool service."
The arrival of the space jumbo meant only one thing to Harry.
More fucking aliens.
Jumping off the car he had rolled onto, the wizard spun mid air, grabbing the grey arm about to latch onto him, and reefed it down. Getting his feet in under the alien in the same movement, he kicked out, forcing the creature off it legs and flailing into the air. Sending a quick stunner along with it, green eyes flashed around just in time to catch the next three sneaking up from behind.
"Bombarda!"
Not even stopping to see the bastards blow up, Harry picked up an abandoned gun and fired at the next idiot that came near him.
"ROAR!"
"Tony, are you seeing this?"
"Seeing, still working on believing."
Rolling his eyes at the chit chat, Harry jumped on top of a soldier just in time to stop it from attacking a young lady that was stuck in the rubble. Sending a shot of magic straight through to the alien's brain, Harry made quick work of frying it. Leaping off the dead body, green eyes scanned the frightened lady for any major wounds. Not finding any, he quickly ordered her to head to the nearest subway, before turning back to see how his teammates were handling themselves considering the sudden increase in talk over the com. Turning just in time to see a small hoard of Chitari creep up behind the still stunned Captain.
Racing across the road, Harry stepped on a popped hubcap, sliding the rest of the way. Stopping just behind the blonde, Harry waved his hand in an in a sweeping motion, freezing the enemy in their path. Standing up, the wizard grabbed a hold of the other man and spun him around. Using the momentum, Steve swung his arm out; his shield colliding with the only alien that hadn't been frozen.
"Steve? Yo, Cap?"
Knowing that the Captain was fine, Harry ran off to the next spot teaming with aliens. Waving his arms in front of him, he knocked out yet another soldier as the blonde answered.
"Yeah. We're fine, just som-"
"Captain!" He snarled, finally having enough of the conversation. "Stop gossiping with my husband and start paying attention. I won't save your arse a second time."
Ignoring the sputtering man, Harry pushed a shard of metal into surprisingly soft flesh, when a new sound made its way onto the battle field.
Steve couldn't help the red that stained his cheeks.
He had served in world war two, single handily saved a platoon of men from imprisonment; and yet he had let his guard down and nearly got jumped on by the grey things. And then to top it off, he was chewed out by a man that was half his height, and married to the biggest dick he could think of. Chasing the brunette down the street, Steve lifted his shield in preparation of the oncoming battle, but lowered a second later.
What he had seen in the film was not a lie; Harry Potter was a true warrior.
Watching as the seemingly average looking man took down creatures much taller and stronger than himself just by reversing the force of the attack back onto them, Steve was just about to turn around and find the next lot of aliens to take down, when the sound of a motorcycle engine caught his attention.
Bruce wasn't sure what to think of himself anymore.
Ever since the accident, he had ran from everything; his friends, his life, Betty. All of it was safe as long as he stayed as far away as possible. And for a long time he had, he flew half way around the world, just to learn control, and then the rest of the way to keep them safe.
He had never stopped moving. Living in some of the most desolate places just so if he did have an issue and the 'Other Guy' appeared, than he wouldn't hurt anyone. But then Natasha had shown up; and he knew he had no choice but to follow.
The cage was to be expected, he couldn't ask for anything else from a government facility; especially SHIELD. When he had been escorted to the lab, he had hidden himself away, hoping that if he made himself as small as possible, than they would just let him find the Tesseract and leave...
...but that was until he met Tony Stark.
The man was like a 1000 watt light, drawing everyone to him like moths, whether they wanted to be or not. And oh, how Bruce wanted to. Tony treated him in way that he had never been treated before; not even by Betty. The genius was a kindred spirit, and damn if Bruce wanted to leave that.
Glancing through his eyelashes up at the elderly man that had given him clothes, Bruce scratched the back of his neck.
"You wouldn't have a vehicle I could borrow, would you?"
