Tony dropped Dallas and Sam to their feet before quickly stepping out of his suit and taking the bunny from Sam's arms. He jogged into the tower with Sam and Dallas close behind, the latter looking around cautiously as the runway melted into a massive sitting room.
"Banner!" Tony called as he approached Bruce, finding the doctor and Pepper sitting on the couch watching the news nervously. When they saw Tony, Sam, and Dallas, they both stood, with Pepper wrapping her arms around Tony worriedly.
"I'm so glad you're alright!" Pepper gasped as she pulled away and looked down at her boyfriend, "What's happening down there? What's- what's with the rabbit?"
Dallas shifted uncomfortably, keeping her hand on her gun as she studied her surroundings. Sam noticed and cleared his throat, "You don't have to worry. We're safe here."
Banner turned to Dallas and Sam, seeming to realize something was off, "What's going on down there?"
"Everybody's turning into their Halloween costumes. Dallas here is Agent Wells, Romanoff is a prima ballerina, and this is Denny." Tony explained as he ran his hand over the bunny's back.
"Whose father is actively trying to eat her when he's not being pummeled by an Asgardian monster." Sam ran his hand over his face and sighed, "We had to leave everybody behind. They aren't coherent enough to run, and that's those who dressed up as humans."
"This is Denver?" Pepper reiterated as she carefully grabbed the rabbit from Tony's arms, "And Steve's… Steve's a wolf?"
"And Thor is a bigglypuff." Tony answered, giving the little white bunny scratches, "She's pretty cute though. Worse case, I'll make her a high-tech bunny cage, she'll be happy as a clam."
"Assuming her father finds a way to curb his insatiable desire to have her for dinner." Sam said worriedly, looking out at the city lights as screaming was heard down below, "It wasn't just us. It was everybody."
Bruce massaged his temples before turning to Pepper, "Can I take her? See if I can run some tests and figure out what's causing all this?"
"Take Agent Wells, too. She's under the same sort of spell." Tony urged, but Dallas shot him a dirty look that could kill. He rolled his eyes, "I get that you don't understand, but this isn't you. You aren't an agent, you're a doctor."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know that you love that rabbit more than anything in this world, because that's your sister's daughter. And if we don't figure out how to fix this, she's gonna live her short life in a cage and your sister's boyfriend is gonna end up with a bullet through his pelt." Tony threatened and Dallas crossed her arms, simmering quietly. She looked from him to the bunny, to Banner before answering, "Fine."
"Excuse me?" A light, unfamiliar feminine voice asked from behind the group, causing Dallas to pull her guns on the intruder as Tony pushed Pepper and Banner behind him with Denny.
A curvy woman in a green body suit and thigh high boots approached, wearing a pointed headband in her voluminous blonde hair. She raised her hands to show she meant no harm, but Dallas huffed anyway, "Who the hell are you?"
"My name is Amora of Asgard. I've been tasked to retrieve Thor." She said quickly, lowering her hands and raising her chin bravely, "I'm very sorry, but I believe this may all be my fault."
"How so? What did you do?" Tony asked loudly, motioning for Dallas to lower her weapons, but she ignored him.
Amora looked from the armed woman to the man who addressed her, clearing her throat, and taking a short step closer, "I was sent to collect Thor." She repeated, motioning for them to all calm down, "When I arrived here on Midgard, I was startled by how… different everyone looked. I wasn't aware that Midgardians could disguise themselves so well. I tried to cast a spell to make them all appear normal, but I believe it may have backfired. I saw the little girl and her father transform-"
"How do we turn them all back?" Sam snapped, striding to the woman and not stopping until he was inches from her, "How do we fix this?"
"I- I'm unsure." The Asgardian admitted, clamping her hands together in front of her chest, "I'm sorry. I have this," she produced a vial of green liquid that sparkled under the tower's lights. "This is meant to wipe away any spell. I don't have enough for all of the Midgardians I cursed though…" She handed the vial to Sam and began to stroke her thick hair, "If we can get that to Thor, he can help me get more, and then we can save all your friends."
She gestured towards Bruce and Denver, but Dallas stepped in front of them, still holding her at gunpoint, "How do we know we can trust you?"
"You don't, but do you have any better options?" The woman squeaked out. She nodded towards the rabbit with a sad smile, "You can run your human tests on the child, but you'll find she's exactly what she appears to be. It is magic, pure and simple, and only I can help you."
"Team huddle. Everybody gather round." Tony motioned, then turned to Amora and gave her his best Tony Stark grin, "Take a seat, we'll be right with you."
Once the small team were circled around, Tony whispered, "I think we gotta trust her."
"I agree with Stark. Her theory makes sense, and she seems to know what she's talking about. If she was sent to collect Thor, she's a friend. She means to help him." Sam said, but Banner cut in after.
"How do we know she won't help Thor and leave everybody else high and dry?"
Tony snorted, "If you could see them all right now, you'd know Thor needs more help than anybody else."
"So, we help her get the antidote to Thor," Sam looked around the group, "Then Thor will help her find a cure for everybody else."
Dallas ran her tongue along the front of her teeth beneath her lips, showing her displeasure, but keeping her mouth shut. Pepper just nodded slightly, looking to Bruce, "You should go with them. I'll watch Denver."
"I think we better take her. Steve's gonna lose his damn mind if he becomes human and doesn't know where his daughter is, especially if he realizes she's still an animal." Sam suggested, looking to Dallas, "You okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm just following orders. It's what SHIELD agents do." She droned, leaning back, and turning to Amora first.
As the others faced the woman, her expression grew more hopeful until Tony addressed her, "You stick with us. We get that to Thor, and then you help us fix this mess. You understand?"
"I do." She breathed in quietly. She nodded her head and looked at each of their faces, "I'll have your friends back to normal by first light. I swear."
Sam hadn't realized how much time had passed until he glanced at the clock and saw it was almost midnight. "Guys, we better hurry up before we don't have any friends left to save." He grumbled, pulling on his goggles to give him better night vision. The Falcon was suited up and ready to go, and he felt much more prepared than he had in his plain black t-shirt.
Banner pulled on a loose blazer, mumbling about not wanting a Code Green while Stark spoke with Amora near the window, looking out over the city.
Sam noticed that, while Pepper stroked Denver lovingly on the couch, Dallas stood nearby, occasionally glancing down at them angrily before looking away.
"You okay there, Agent?" Sam asked, causing Dallas and Pepper to look up at him.
She twisted her lips, looking over at the bunny before murmuring, "Is that thing really a little girl?"
"She is. She's your sister's daughter. Her father is Captain America, that wolf you kept trying to shoot." Sam explained, taking a seat on the arm rest between Dallas and Pepper. "Why do you ask?"
A slight groan emitted from her throat as she tossed her head back. She crossed her arms tightly, then seemed to realize her zipper was too low and pulled it up. "So, the longer we've sat here not doing anything, the more time I've had to think, and I realized I don't really have any memories. Which seems wrong." She said slowly, as if making sure that Sam was following along, "Something is clearly wrong with me, but it doesn't feel wrong. I'm not sure I want to get fixed. I like who I am."
Sam looked to Pepper, but the woman just raised her brow and tilted her head to look down at Denver, not giving Sam any advice on the matter. He sighed, "Dallas, we can't just… not bring you back. What about your family?"
"Well, what family do I have?" Dallas asked seriously, and Sam froze, realizing he didn't even know. Her sister was dead. He'd overheard her conversation with Bucky, Steve and Denver didn't necessarily need her anymore. If she wanted to stay an agent of SHIELD, an organization that didn't exist anymore, she'd be welcome to work with the Avengers. From what he'd seen, Sam thought she could make a decent asset. They could fill in the blanks, she'd be treated like family, the way she was now.
"Well, that's complicated. You've got an aunt in California." He admitted, then looked over his shoulder at Denny, "And you've got her. And you've got us."
"Wouldn't I still have you all if I didn't go back to how I was?"
"You would… but, you'd be living a lie." Sam argued and Dallas just shrugged, not too worried about the idea. "Is that really what you want?" Sam asked bluntly.
Dallas shrugged, pulling out one of her guns to check it, "Ask me again when we have a way to fix everybody else. I wanna see how cute this child is that you all fawn over."
"Ya'll ready to go?" Tony asked as he wandered up in his suit, looking between Dallas and Sam, "Which one of you is on Bunny duty?"
"That would be me." Sam said as Pepper handed him Denver. He'd managed to fasten a satchel to his belt that he could fasten the bunny into. He carefully closed the mesh bag, making sure she could breathe before giving Stark a thumbs up, "We're ready."
Amora met the Avengers and Dallas at the edge of the landing pad, looking down at the city below, "You said Thor was dressed as a bilgesnipe? Why on Asgard would he do that?"
"Who knows." Tony grumbled as his helmet slammed up and he grabbed hold of Banner, "I'll drop you at the base of the tower. Keep us in sight but keep your distance. With any luck we won't need a Code Green, but Thor's a beast right now. It might take you to subdue him long enough to give him the antidote."
"I'll take Dallas and see if we can round up the others. Get them in one place and extract them if necessary." Sam said as Dallas stood beside him.
Tony turned to Amora, who nodded slowly, "I'll keep my distance, make sure I don't cause any more trouble. Get that vial to Thor, and make sure he drinks all of it. If he doesn't, the cure won't last."
Sam handed Tony the vial of green liquid before grabbing Dallas's hand, "You ready for this?"
"By the end of tonight, I'll need a set of wings of my own." Dallas teased as Sam took them soaring down to Times Square to find their friends.
Tony looked to Amora; whose hands glowed green before she made herself disappear. "You sure about her?" Bruce asked, and Tony looked down at the vial he'd been given, "Don't know what other choice we have."
While Tony searched for the nimble bilgesnipe, Dallas and Sam had just as hard a time finding the other Avengers.
"It's been two hours, Sam, where the hell are they?" Dallas said nervously as she walked backwards, keeping her eyes behind them. They'd searched Times Square, but it had been abandoned. Apparently, after their departure, it had been a bit of a massacre. There were a collection of swords, guns, blood, and the remnants of the child's vibranium Captain America shield with singed edges from the lightsaber. There was a trail of green slime that Sam didn't want to even think about, and several cats wandering by that he wasn't sure were cats when they'd woken up that morning. Their only solace was it seemed everyone had cleared the streets, probably in fear or confusion about their current predicament.
"Maybe we should split up?" Sam suggested weakly, realizing Dallas was already ten paces to his right. He carefully opened his pouch, finding Denver sound asleep, her little chest rising and falling against the fabric she was held in. "We're gonna fix this, I promise Denny."
Sam knew the bunny didn't understand, but the promise made him feel better. Of all the terrible things that could come from tonight, giving up and letting the girl live as a rabbit might top the list. Followed immediately by Steve Rogers getting shot and skinned into a throw rug.
A long, haunting howl was heard in the distance. It caused Dallas to stop and quake in her boots as she looked in the direction the sound had come from. There was a brief moment of silence before another howl followed it, sad and longing, but closer than it was before.
Dallas jumped when she felt an arm on her shoulder, realizing Sam was right behind her with his finger to his lips to tell her to be quiet. He nodded up and she followed his gaze, seeing Clint Barton perched on a rooftop of an apartment building with his arrow drawn.
"Go get him." She said quietly, looking in the direction the howling had come from, "I'll stay down here, see if I can find any more of our Earth-bound friends."
Sam's wings extended and he soared upward to collect Clint. Dallas watched him go, feeling her breath catch in her throat when she heard something moving behind her. "Hello?" She called, raising one of her guns and holding it steady with her other hand. She was shaking, but she wouldn't admit she was afraid. She was only human, and just because she'd pulled the trigger a thousand times didn't mean it was easy.
Except, Dallas realized in terror, she may have never fired the guns before in her life. If what Sam had said was true, she was flying blind, acting with a personality that wasn't her own. She didn't know the people she was supposed to rescue, but she'd been berated for a half hour about not shooting the massive wolf stalking her.
She heard somebody step in a puddle behind her, and she whipped around, seeing Bucky the clown wandering through the puddles with his hands in his pockets and a dejected look on his face. She didn't remember who exactly this man was, but he was definitely one of the men around when she came to on the street earlier, meaning he was one of Sam's friends.
"Hey!" Dallas hissed loudly, and he looked up at her for a moment, then dropped his head and kept walking. A low bark was heard from down the street, and Dallas knew she needed to get this clown moving fast, "Come on! Come with me!" She grabbed his hand and tugged, feeling something off about his arm. She quickly pulled back his jacket and shirt, finding his arm metal. She blinked, then did the same with his other arm, finding that one warm and flesh, "Okay." She said to herself as her stared down at his big shoes. She tilted his chin up to force him to look at her, cocking her head curiously, "Can you understand me?"
He nodded his head eagerly but didn't say anything. Instead his sad face turned up into a bright smile and he threw his arms out to the side before giving her a tight, awkward hug.
"Okay then." Dallas grumbled as she managed to push the clown away, "Can you speak?"
His brows dropped and he pulled his hat from his head, shaking it shamefully as he held his hat in front of himself.
"Cool. Great. Well, at least you know what I'm saying. Come with me, if you don't want to die. Do you get that?"
The clown grabbed his throat, pretending to choke himself before falling over onto the dirty ground dramatically at her feet. Dallas just rolled her eyes and kicked his stomach, "Get up. We don't have time for this. We have to find the others."
He rolled over and climbed to his feet, pretending like his back was hurting as he followed Dallas away from the animal that creeped up on them from behind.
"Sam, do you copy? I've got your clown friend." Dallas said into her comm, waiting for the Falcon to answer. "Sam, do you copy?"
"I copy. I have Barton. Any sign of Romanoff?"
Dallas looked around, then turned to Bucky, "Hold still." She grumbled, then grabbed either side of his neck to hoist herself up to drop her thighs on his shoulders to get a better view. He wobbled a little to the side, but she smacked him the side of the head, "Focus up. Don't. Move."
Bucky did as she asked, sighing and standing straight, still as a rock so the agent could look for their ballerina. Suddenly though, Dallas froze and looked over her shoulder to see Steve slowly walking towards them with his body low to the ground, growling quietly as he walked. "Shit. Put me down, put me down!" Dallas yelped as Bucky turned and saw the animal, backing up a step and tripping over the curb, causing them both to fall.
Dallas scrambled off of Bucky's shoulders as the wolf's growl deepened into a snarl as he climbed onto the clown's stomach. Dallas aimed her gun at him, praying that Sam would forgive her for killing his friend, but was one worth more than the other?
The animal sniffed Bucky, then raised its head to sniff at Dallas as she held her breath, the barrel of the gun pointed at the wolf's snout. "Please…" She whispered as he moved closer, growling a little before throwing his head in the air to release the loudest, saddest sound Dallas had ever heard.
He stopped, shifting his ears, but when there was no reply, he trotted away, leaving Dallas and Bucky alone.
The woman dropped her gun and knelt behind Barnes, helping him to sit up as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, "I was so scared you were gonna die." She admitted before shoving him away and standing. "Come on. We still have work to do." He looked up at her and smiled broadly, but she just threw her head back and groaned, stomping away to find Natasha.
Meanwhile, Tony wasn't having much better luck from above. He'd seen Scooby Doo, Frankenstein, Cinderella, and a Teletubby that would haunt his mind for the rest of his days. But there was no sign of Thor, Steve, or Natasha.
Around four-thirty, Stark landed in front of Rockefeller Center, retracting his helmet and calling over his comm, "Falcon, any luck?"
"No. We've rendezvoused with Dallas and Barnes, but still no sign of Romanoff. Barnes and Dallas had a run in with Steve, but he wandered off. We haven't seen him since."
Stark cursed under his breath and looked up at the dark building, "Alright. Keep an eye out. Let me know when we have everyone. The sooner we find Thor, the sooner we fix this mess."
"I'm so sorry." Tony turned to see Amora standing behind him with Bruce. She held her fist to her mouth as she paced, "This is all my fault."
"Did you just poof out of nowhere?"
"This is my fault, I've cursed your people and I've hurt your friends." Amora lamented. She tossed her head back, letting her mane of blonde hair fall cascade down her back as she groaned loudly, "And soon we'll run out of time to fix this."
"Wait, wait, what did you say?" Bruce stammered as he quickly moved around to face her, "What do you mean we'll run out of time? There's a time limit on this?"
"If we don't get your friends the potion by sunrise, the spell will last forever."
Tony and Banner looked to each other as Tony asked, "J, when's sunrise?"
"The sun will rise at approximately six-thirty, Sir."
"We've got less than two hours!" Banner yelled, then looked to Amora, "We have to draw out the bilgesnipe. How do we do that?"
She smirked, "I have a few ideas."
"Let's get the team back together." Tony said, "Falcon, we've got a time constraint, we have two hours. We gotta draw out Thor, give him the antidote, and get him to help before sunrise, or they're all stuck."
Sam looked over to Dallas, Clint, and Bucky, realizing they'd heard the call. Dallas gave him a sad nod and he sighed, "Alright. We'll double down looking for Romanoff."
"And Cap?"
Sam patted his mesh bag, feeling Denver shift beneath his touch, "Yeah, we'll try and get him somewhere contained until Thor figures out how to fix this."
"Meet in front of Avengers Tower at six."
"Six?" Sam asked, "Isn't that cutting it a little close?"
"Judging by how the past several hours have gone, I think we'll need as much time as we can get." Stark answered and slammed his helmet down, taking off into the sky as Amora caused a vortex around her and Bruce to follow him.
Sam's band of Avengers wandered through the streets, occasionally hearing Steve's howls following close behind. It seemed the easiest way to get him back to the Avengers Tower was to simply keep heading in that direction, as wherever they went, he followed.
When they reached Madison Avenue, Dallas threw up her hand for them to stop, then gestured up to Pershing Square Bridge, "Hear that?"
"Verily!" Clint said as he tied a rope to his arrow, "Shall I see where that music is coming from?"
"Yes please." Sam answered as Bucky leaned around to mime shooting an arrow and grabbing the rope before waving.
Barton did as requested, shooting his arrow up and over the bridge before grabbing the rope and climbing up. Once he was over the railing, the others held their breath anxiously until he leaned over and motioned for them to join him.
Sam grabbed Dallas in one hand and Bucky in the other, groaning loudly as he pulled them up and over the side of the bridge. They found Clint sitting on the curb, watching as Natasha danced to the music of an old boombox. She spun and spun on her toes, easily lifting up her nimble leg above her body as she leapt, putting on a marvelous show.
They stopped and watched for a moment, until the song ended. She tuned and bowed to their applause.
"Come, Natasha. Your show was great, but it's time to rest." Sam said, gesturing for her to join Clint on the curb. She walked over on her toes, bowing again before sitting beside the archer, crossing her ankles, and bending her knees daintily.
"How do you do?" Clint asked and Natasha placed her hand in his, which he kissed gently. In response, Bucky pulled a bouquet from his sleeve and attempted to hand it to Dallas, but she smacked it away and turned to Sam for further instructions as the clown pretended to cry.
Sam motioned towards the edge of the bridge, "We are supposed to meet Stark here in a half an hour. Hopefully, he'll have Thor in tow, and we can figure out a way to get you all turned back to normal."
Dallas looked around, then to Sam with a hopefulness she hadn't shown before, "Could I see it? The bunny?"
He narrowed his eyes at her, but opened up his pouch anyway and retrieved Denver, carefully handing her over to Dallas. The woman pet the animal and spoke softly to herself as she started to walk away towards the main entrance of Avengers Tower. Bucky trotted behind her, waving the bouquet frantically before stopping and throwing his head back in a silent sob before trying again. Natasha and Clint walked arm in arm and Sam brought up the lead, "Tony, we got Natasha."
"Great, we found Thor, but we're having a little trouble getting him the antidote. Might need some help when we get to you." Sam could hear roars in the background, but one of them was definitely the Hulk. "Banner's got his attention, but we're having trouble getting him to hold still."
"Alright, we'll be waiting for you. We just have to find Steve." Sam said as he dove off the side of the bridge and spread his wings, twisting around the tower to land at the front steps. He looked up at the sky, seeing the moon was getting low and their time was running out. "Come on, Cap. Where are you?"
The sound of roaring monsters grew closer and closer as Sam waited for the others to arrive. Finally, Dallas turned the corner, still holding Denver in her arms. She walked over to Sam and held out the bunny for him to take. "I hear they've found Thor."
"Yeah, but they aren't having much luck getting him the antidote." Sam mumbled as he looked back at the other three, "I don't know what's gonna happen if we run out of time."
Dallas placed her hand firmly on Sam's shoulder and gave a comforting squeeze, "We'll be okay. We don't know any better." She gestured to Natasha and Clint, who were gazing into each other's eyes and talking, while Bucky kicked at a rock with his oversized shoe. "If nobody takes that antidote before sunrise, nobody gets back to normal. I think…" She paused, looking down at Denver, "I think we should give it to her."
Sam looked to the side as the Hulk was thrown against a building, causing people to run and scream away, even if they had been transformed. "Why her?"
"Because she's a child. And it's the difference between having a real life and a short one. The rest of us will be okay. And we'll take care of her, we just won't be what we used to."
"You do realize her dad is a wild animal, right?"
"So, do you want him to take the antidote and have his child stuck as a rabbit? What kind of father would want that?" Dallas asked and Sam balked a little at her revelation. She was right. If it could only work for one person, Steve would want it to be Denny. If they were in their right minds, all the Avengers would.
"Okay." Sam acquiesced, finally seeing Thor stomping down the street towards them, "That's assuming we can't give it to Thor. If this is Asgardian magic, Thor will know how to fix it."
They were closer now, and the others were beginning to panic a little. Clint drew his bow and aimed it at the monsters while Natasha and Bucky cowered behind him. Sam looked down at Denver, then to Dallas, "We need to lure out Steve."
She snatched the rabbit and took a step away, "You aren't using it as bait."
"You said he sniffed you and walked away, we need to give him something he wants. He wants meat. Something small enough to kill." Sam said, swallowing hard at what he was implying, "We won't let him hurt her, I swear."
"You better be right." Dallas grumbled, carefully placing the bunny on the ground, "I've started almost feeling fond of that thing."
Sam smiled at her as Thor chucked the Hulk towards the building, then came charging forward into the Hulk's waiting arms. Tony rose up and prepared to drop the vial into Thor's monstrous mouth, "I'm not going to bother dumping it, it's going in glass and all, he can take it, right?" He rambled to himself, waiting for his moment.
The bilgesnipe let out a ferocious cry and Tony took his shot, throwing the vial as hard as he could at the monster's open mouth, except the Hulk swung his fist and knocked it away, causing the vial to land on the ground and roll towards the others. Tony looked up and Sam caught his eye, flying towards the vial at the same time Dallas dove for it.
Dallas was about to reach it when Thor bashed his spiky, scaled tail into the Hulk, causing him to trip backwards and almost crush the agent. She tried to crawl out of the way, before quickly being pulled up by Bucky as he stumbled onto his ass with her in his lap.
"Thank you." She told him sincerely before turning around and pointing, "We gotta get that vial!"
Bucky and Dallas stood together, but the Hulk accidentally kicked the vial, causing it to skid across the pavement towards the stairs of the tower. Natasha and Clint ran towards it, but suddenly, the sound of a lightsaber whirring caught their attention. Clint turned and aimed his bow at Darth Vader this time, and Natasha tossed her foot up in the air, causing the vial to fly back towards the fight.
Sam caught hit midair but was knocked to the ground by Thor's bilgesnipe tail, causing him to lose his grip on it. Dallas darted towards it until she heard growling coming from the building.
Turning around, she realized they'd abandoned the bunny girl, and that the wolf was finally making his move, "Shit! Get that vial!" She ordered Bucky as she sprinted back, but the clown just turned and accidentally hit the vial with his shoe, sending it skittering back into the fray as it landed right beneath Thor's heavy foot.
They all seemed to hear the crunch at the same time, but only Sam, Dallas, and Tony registered it. "Sam, distract them, get them away from here!" Tony ordered as Dallas snatched the bunny by the ears and sprinted as fast as she could back to the group, causing Steve to chase after her.
The animal was faster on his four legs than she was on her two, and he lunged at her before being swatted away like a fly by Bucky. Dallas looked up at him in surprise, then took off running in the other direction to get Denver safe.
Tony looked to his right to see Amora kneeling beside him, grabbing at the glass pieces frantically, "No, no, no! This can't be happening!" She gasped, looking over at Thor and Hulk as they tried to tear the other apart. She picked up the glass and made it disappear before looking at Tony, "I-"
A whimper proceeded a guttural growl, causing Tony and Amora to look up together as Captain America limped his way over to them. He was snarling, but they could tell he was tired, and had been thoroughly beaten throughout the night. When he reached them, he sniffed quickly, then let out a wailing howl before lowering his head to sniff at the antidote.
"Give it to him!" Tony ordered, snapping his helmet back down, "He'll do whatever needs to be done to fix this, try to get him to drink it, and turn him back. We don't have much time!" Tony flew off into the sky to try and stop the Hulk and Thor from destroying Midtown anymore than they already had, leaving Amora to try and coerce the beast into drinking her potion.
She ran her long, bony fingers through his fur and purred to him as he lapped up the green liquid with his long pink tongue, "Drink up, Captain. You'll need as much as possible." She told him with a wicked grin as her eyes glowed green, watching the chaos unfurl around her.