Author's note: Hey here's the next chapter. Sorry that it took so long to update. Hopefully I finish the movie in this chapter, or maybe the next chapter not sure. I don't own Avengers, or anything related to Marvel. At some point of this chapter I'm going to have them read a note saying that the ending they will see to the movie is what would have happened if they weren't watching these movies. Did you all here that Stan Lee passed away?
The Avengers pt7:
"So where are you guys going now?" Darcy asks.
"We're going to my tower." Tony says.
Darcy nods understanding.
The thrusters and steadying repulsors of the Iron Man suit sputtered as Tony flew over the East River and Brooklyn Bridge, flight unstable in the air from the damage done in battle as he made his way through the skyscrapers of the large city.
On top of his tower in the distance, the Tesseract crackled with energy as she rose and began to revolve, glowing brightly as the machine around her unfolded to better encircle the hovering cube. Radiation streaked around and up into the semi-circular dome above, the mechanism starting to rotate.
"Sir, I've turned off the arc reactor," Jarvis reported as Tony lifted his palms to slow his flight as he approached, "but the device is already self-sustaining."
"Shut it down, Dr. Selvig." He ordered as he hung in the air above the surface of the roof, Erik spinning to look up at him.
"It's too late," he shouted in glee, turning back to the Cube, "she can't stop now." He stepped around in awe of the energy before enlightening, azure shining through his eyes, "She wants to show us something! A new universe."
"Wow, you sound like crazy person acting all crazed for that thing." Darcy says.
Jane rolls her eyes.
"Why didn't I sound that crazed?" Clint says.
"Well I am a very devoted astrophysicist, maybe that's why." Erik says, and Clint nodded.
"Okay," Tony conceded, raising his arms and firing a repulsor blast at the machine. A translucent sphere materialized to absorb he impact of the attack, ripples moving outwards as the energy ricocheted to throw the engineer head over heels through the sky in a flurry of sparks. Erik was tossed backwards as well, flung to knock his head on the corner of a piece of equipment and fell unconscious.
"Talk about luck." Darcy says, Jane and Pepper nodding.
The seated customers and serving staff on the patio of the café below emitted exclamations of shock at the blast from above, their heads craning to observe the disturbance and finding Iron Man suspended in the air.
"The barrier is pure energy – it's unbreachable," the AI discouragingly intoned within Tony's helmet to his reply of, "Yeah, I got that."
He turned his eyes onto the landing pad below, muttering, "Plan B," at the sight of the watching God of Mischief. Loki permitted a small smile at the sight of the helpless billionaire.
"Tony." Pepper said warningly, glaring at him.
"Did you face Loki without your suit on?" Coulson asks.
Tony shrugged, "Jarvis was watching over me it was fine."
"Sir, the Mark Vll is not ready for deployment-" Jarvis contended.
"Then skip the spinning rims, we're on the clock," he insisted, hologram lingering on his left of the tower and the offline reactor and an image of his arc opposite, a flashing warning underneath that RT output was at 16%. He lowered to the curving catwalk into the building and landed with a clang as he powered off his thrusters, beginning to stride along the pathway.
The metal ring he had stood in the middle of rose behind him and separated as he walked, the mechanical arms removing the scratched and dented segments of armor on him. He descended the row of steps as they worked, neck twisted to keep the other brunette within his range of vision. Loki gave a slight nod at his unvoiced proposition, suggested by his disarming before him, and turned to circle around the far side of the balcony and into the suite of the tower adjacent for a conversation. Their gazes were fixed on each other as they moved, expressions cautious, but determined on Tony's face and interested on Loki's.
The genius averted his eyes as he entered the space, an incredulous huff escaping at the other's audacity to make use of his tower. The dark god sauntered across the tiled floor with scepter in hand gem gleaming, humoring the philanthropist with amusement in his tone, "Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity."
"Uh, actually I'm planning to threaten you," Tony answered, hands behind his back as he shifted to walk down the stairs to the same level Loki was on."
"You should have left your armor on for that." He chuckled.
"Yeah," he granted before justifying, "It's seen a bit of mileage, and you've got the, uh- Glow Stick of Destiny." The go smiled admiringly as he cast his eyes onto the weapon in hand.
"I kind of look like that when people admire Jarvis." Tony says trying to lighten the mood, Pepper shoots him a look.
Tony offers to Loki, "Would you like a drink?"
Pepper and Phil sigh.
"Staling me won't change anything," Loki laughed grinning assuredly as he handed the scepter into the grip of his left hand.
"Nonono – threatening," he protested nonchalantly as he circled behind the bar, pointing to the selection of liquor behind the counter. "No drink – you sure? I'm having one."
Loki turned away with bared teeth to view the city through the floor to ceiling windows that formed the wall beside him-
"Okay what is up with your hair?" Darcy asks.
"My brother has always had his hair combed back away from his face, but it does look different right now." Thor says.
Loki glares, "It's grease you impeccable. I didn't have luxury of washing my hair." Loki glares at everyone daring them to even try to say something about that.
Thor looks down sadly that his brother was denied washing his hair.
-breathing hard as he stated, "The Chitauri are coming – nothing with change that." He spun back with an impassive face to lift his chin and declare, "What have I to fear?"
"The Avengers," Tony countered as he took lid off the glass vial of scotch in hand. He paused and glanced up to see Loki's furrowed brow and slow approach, acknowledging the ludicrousness with a raise of an eyebrow and rolled eyes as he explained while pouring the whiskey into a tumbler, "It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. Earth's Mightiest Hero's-type thing."
"Yes." He said with a mocking smile, "I've met them."
"Yeah," Tony laughed, "It takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one – but, let's do a headcount here: your brother, the demigod-" Loki snarled and tightened his grip on the scepter as he turned away, Tony watching carefully the other's turned back as he continued while reaching under the ridge of the bar counter, "-a super-soldier, living legend – who kind of lives up to the legend-"
Steve smiles slightly at Tony who ignores it.
He twisted the slim metal bracelet he had grabbed around his wrist and it clicked closed.
Everyone stared in shock that Tony got that by Loki.
"-a man with breath-taking anger-management issues-" Loki looked over his shoulder to smirk at the list and 'intimidation', turning to pace back towards the bar. "-a couple of master assassins…" Tony finished as he snapped the other bracelet on, pointing to add, "And you, big fella, you've managed to pi** off every single one of them."
"That was the plan."
He had allowed himself a sip of his drink, retorting, "Not a great plan," with a patronizing twist of his lips. "When they come – and they will – they'll come for you."
"I have an army."
"We have a Hulk."
Bruce shook his head sighing.
"Oh, I thought the beast had wandered off?" he questioned with a gesticulation of his scepter.
"You're missing the point," Tony said as he moved closer. "There is no throne, there is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes, and maybe it's too much for us – but it's all an you. Because if we can't protect the Earth you can be d**n well sure we'll avenge it."
Tony took the liberty of drinking a portion of his scotch again as Loki prowled over the few steps separating them. "How will your friends have time for me," he growled, "when they are so busy fighting you?" The whir of the scepter's power sounded in the room as Tony's eyes widened, the gem shinning bright azure as its energy flowed over the tip of the blade and it touched the center of his chest.
Pepper gasped and brought her hand up to her mouth the other hand grabbing Tony's hand. The others in the room besides Tony and Loki stiffened.
With the faint ring of metal, the gem's power dissipated, the two-left staring at the end of the scepter.
A lot of people released a breath they didn't know they were holding.
Loki breathed through his confusion with parted lips, having lowered the weapon and raising it again to Tony's held breath, and the same cling upon contact with the face of the arc reactor.
"This usually works," he said in mystification.
"Well, performance issues, you know," Tony replied with a mock-sympathetic expression. "It's not uncommon – one out of five, I'm told-" his jibe was cut off by Loki abruptly seizing him by the throat, his eyes widening in panic as he was tossed to the floor. He uttered as he climbed to his feet, "Jarvis, anytime now."
Loki had moved swiftly to his side and grabbed him by the jaw, drawing him nearer to his face as Tony clutched the arm holding him. "You will all. Fall. Before me," he pronounced furiously, Tony choking out a 'Deploy!" to the AI who began to slide open a paneled section of the wall on the other side of the room. 'Deploy!' he chocked out again as he was lifted from the ground and hurled bodily through a window.
Pepper's eyes widened.
The glass pane shattered upon impact as Tony crashed through it, emitting a scream as he toppled head over heels down past the windows of the dozens of floors of his tower. the wind whistled around him as he managed to steady the freefall by facing his torso to the distant ground and bending his arms into right angles, slightly spreading his legs and bending his knees to parachute against the force of buffering air.
Above, Loki spun around at the sound of a mechanical whirl to face the ejection of a shiny metal capsule from its hidden space in the wall, the machine punching into his side as it passed him to smash through a window and follow the descent of its creator. Hot-rod red and gold flaps spread out along its back as tracking lasers unfolded from the shoulders of the chest-piece imbedded with an arc reactor that lead the suit, scanning and locking onto the backs of the bracelets Tony had adorned with a series of bright beeps. The suit stretched to secure itself around his wrists as the engineer splayed his limbs, the extent of the appliance pressed up along his back as it unraveled to encircled him. Compact gears expanded to surround the lengths of his arms and legs, hips and back, as the large chest-piece flipped over his head to fasten itself. The placement of his repulsors was followed by the intricate paneling of his fingers, and then around his neck before his helmet slid down and the HUD established itself.
Pepper released her breath that she was holding, and tension left a few of the people in the room.
Tony fired his repulsors to halt his fall just as he approached the face of the concrete sidewalk beneath him, where citizens gasped in surprise as he quickly turned around and soared back up the length of the tower.
Loki looked down at him with a closed-mouthed sneer as he rose to hover before him, announcing heatedly, "And there's one other person you pi**ed off.
"His name was Phil."
Coulson smiles slightly.
Loki raised his scepter with a grin however Tony raised a hand, his palm whirring as he fired a repulsor blast and knocked the god backwards. He landed on his back with a yell as his scepter clattered beside him, bet before Tony could move further into the floor the spinning device on top of the tower abruptly increased in speed and shot a blinding beam into the sky. He turned his helmet upwards to find the ray terminating at a fixed point in mid-air above, the energy blossoming outwards in waves to form a dark circle that shone with the stars behind a point in space. On the other side, the glowing blue eyes of legions of armored Chitauri turned to the daylight shining through the gradually growing portal and in pairs atmosphere.
"Right," Tony recognized in shock, HUD alighting with red as it catalogued his weapons' stock and tracked the incoming opponents. "Army."
His thrusters blasted him skyward to contend with the grey aliens as they screeched, one attached to the steering mechanism of each hovering vehicle while another stood armed with a large gun behind. The weapons shot a blue laser from their tips, many beginning to fire at Tony's approaching form as he started decimating the present ranks with his repulsors while swerving to avoid their shots. One of the boards clipped him on its flight past, the suit rolling in the air as Tony ground, quickly righting himself and arming the array of missiles imbedded above his right shoulder. The panel flipped open to the fire the first bank of twenty at the aliens, the rounds spiraling to annihilate each pair as the genius soared through the explosions.
Some were shocked by all the weapons the suit could use.
The Tesseract's beam streaked brightly up to the portal high above the city, the infantry of the Chitauri army flying down to spread out in squadrons to the surrounding areas. All traffic on the streets below halted; businessmen, students, all the civilians bearing witness to the event wandered out onto the streets or steeped out of their cars or cabs to stare up at the event in horrified awe. At the swift descent of the aliens the crowd began screaming and clamoring for shelter, the rays fired into the streets throwing cars, blasting through the paved roads, and launching fires.
Sparks showered the spaces between buildings as flames erupted as a result of the Chitauri's attacks, New Yorkers chaotic in their attempts to flee the destruction. The wait-staff of the small café below the tower scrambled to usher their patrons into the building before contributing to the cacophony of screams of terror in the air as several boards flew over them, shooting freely. A waiter and two waitresses were the last to dash into the attached building, one of them being the blonde that served Steve the other day. They panted in relief when they got a temporary shield from the attacks, gaping out the window at the sight of the invasion.
Steve pursed his lips seeing her in danger. Others looked over to him worried, knowing that he was worried about her since after all he met her.
Loki strode out along the length of Tony's dismantling catwalk high above in a shimmer of gold, armor now constructed upon him gleaming in the sunlight as the scepter lengthened in hand, azure gem vivid. His green cape flapped in the faint breeze stirred by the soaring vehicles, and he raised his hands in a show of his initiation of chaos. He closed his eyes and inhaled, the Other raising his covered eyes upon his dark asteroid at the mental communication.
"My time has come," Loki stated with a small smile as he gazed down at the city, skyscrapers ablaze and toppled with plumes of smoke.
"Resistance?" the gray-skinned being drawled in question.
"From a few," he acknowledged. "We'll pick them apart."
"And the rest, come par?"
Loki's brow furrowed as his eyes shifted focus, before he uttered, "Mow them down," to the Other's bloodied smirk.
Glares were sent Loki's way. He says, "Keep in mind I wasn't in the right frame of mind at that moment."
He glared at all of them, daring them to speak.
Then they all turned suddenly to the box that held the disks when it beeped. A note coming out of it once again.
Fury sighs and grabs it starting to read it out loud.
Hello everyone,
I see that you are almost to the end of this movie. Yea! I'm just warning you that the very end of the movie will take place as though, you never got these disks to watch so please don't be surprised. I also wanted to tell you that once this movie is finished, I'll have you invite more people, but we'll get there when the time comes. Please enjoy the last of the movie.
Sincerely,
The Unknown
Everyone stared at each other for a moment then went back to looking at the screen.
"Loki!" Thor called in anger, landing on the balcony below with Mjolnir in hand. The God of Mischief and Lies turned to the other with a sneer as he raised his hammer and demanded, "Turn off the Tesseract or I'll destroy it."
"You can't," he shouted, pointing his scepter down at him. "There is no stopping it -there is only The War."
"So be it."
Loki leapt down with a yell and stab of the scepter, Thor grunting as he dodged to the side and swung Mjolnir for Loki to move behind his long weapon and the hammer to impact the vertical length. He was thrown back with a clang as Loki jerked the tip of the scepter from the flooring and sliced it in an arc around him to Thor's hasty crouching beneath the swing. The momentum brought the weapon up along the back of Loki's shoulders, and he fired an azure beam from the tip to Mjolnir deflecting the attack. Loki brought the scepter into the grasp of both of his hands to repeat the action and Thor redirected the concussive blast with his hammer's head again, the wreck of the 'R' and 'K' of emblazoned 'Stark' on the tower shot through and its charred remain sent tumbling to the ground below.
Tony groaned in dismay while Pepper looked at him funny.
Men and women screamed at the onslaught of the Chitauri's shots fired from their vehicles above, running through the streets in search of shelter as sirens called through the air. The white and blue NYPD cars screeched to a stop at the end of one of the main streets the aliens were attacking, a cop stepping out to stare wide-eyed at the invasion as Iron Man soared overhead with four pairs of Chitauri trailing after him.
The Quinjet flew over the edge of the city towards where the bright azure of the Tesseract's power beamed upwards, Natasha radioing, "Stark, we're on your 3 headed north-east."
"What – did you stop for drive-through?" he remarked tensely at the video of her communication displayed in the bottom corner of his helmet.
Steve crossed his arms while Pepper smacks Tony upside the head for that comment.
"Swing up Park, I'm gonna lay 'em out for you."
He darted through the clear sky followed closely by eight flying boards, circling his tower to Loki and Thor exchanging blows on the balcony while he swerved to dodge the flurry of rays fired at him. He turned sharply to a couple of the aliens crashing into the side of a building as the Quinjet sailed down a perpendicular street, Natasha unveiling a large mechanized gun from the hull. Clint flew between the columns of high-rises as Tony soared through the intersection in front of him before they crashed through one as Clint tilted the plane upwards to fly over the building facing them.
"Sir, we have more incoming." Jarvis warned.
"Fine," Tony said briskly in recognition, replying with determination, "Let's keep them occupied."
The Quinjet circled up around Stark Tower as she shot down the Chitauri that flew to engage her, above, Thor swinging Mjolnir with a grunt and bared teeth while Loki arched backwards to allow her to sail over his head. The latter surged forward with a snarl to grab Thor by the nape of the neck and crash his head through the glass panes that rose waist high to serve as railings.
Jane and Darcy winced looking worriedly at Thor.
Clint and Natasha watched with furrowed brows the battle between the two for a second as they hovered higher, Clint inviting 'Nat?' with a brief turn of his head towards her to her answering, "I see him." He steered the jet around so to face the gods below, Loki barring his teeth at the sight. He threw Thor to the floor and raised the long scepter as he balanced himself amidst Natasha's shooting and then he fired a beam of blue at the plane.
The left wing was impacted with a plume of flame that rocked the jet, Clint and Natasha flinching as Thor's face shadowed at the spectacle. He tackled Loki with a roar as fire spread through the turbine of the plane, smoke coating the underside and wafting through the air in a thick stream as she swung unsteadily. She toppled and began to fall to the ground to Steve's frantic grasp of the secured metal bars above him in the back area. The flaps on top of her body tilted in order to try and direct her descent as Thor punched while Loki lifted his forearms to defend, the two locked close together in combat.
The Quinjet plummeted in a dark cloud, Steve tossed with the motions as he scrambled to regain his hold with the motions as he scrambled to regain his hold with his left hand, the grip having been lost with his thrown balance, his legs splayed and kicking in suspension. Natasha gripped the protrusions along her sides as Clint strained to maintain control of the wrecked airplane, lips pursed, and brow furrowed. She whirled around a corner of the tower, right side skimming the tops of two buildings she passed, Clint baring his teeth as he forced her along a street; a couple of business persons left gaping out their windows at the nearness of flight. They fell to the expanse of a paved square whose concrete was broken and forced to part as the jet slid forward.
Driven to a halt by the base of the building opposite, Clint and Natasha panted as they whipped off their headsets and unbuckled their seat harnesses to the becoming ever-present sound of civilians screaming. Steve attached his shield to his left arm as he strode out of the opening hatch, Natasha and Clint following. They darted glances up to the top of the tower in the distance as they skipped around the abandoned cars in the middle of the road, Steve stating, "We got to get back up there."
Bruce looking guilty says, "Sorry that I took so long to get there."
"Eh, it's alright." Tony says.
T.B.C
Author's note: Hey sorry about stopping it here. I hope you all liked it, and again sorry about this taking so long to update. Check out my voting poll please before it's replaced by a new one. Also please R&R.