Author's note: Hey here's the next chapter. I'm so sorry that it took so long to update but I just wasn't feeling it with writing this and I was writing some other stuff for a while. I hope you enjoy and if it was worth the wait. I don't own Marvel at all.
Avengers pt8(Bruce comes back)
They ran between pieces of debris and flipped vehicles whose engines still flamed before coming to a stop before Grand Central, load mechanical growl sounding from above. All three craned their necks to gape at the portal, Clint sinking into a defensive stance as the fingers of his right hand tightened their grip on his bow.
The white of the faint clouds contrasted with the deep, dark spaces shown through the portal, a shadow moving towards the opening. A round head with shining blue eyes opened its maw to allow another reverberating roar through the stunned air as it arrived, back ridged with layers of thick shell and as the fins at its sides propelled it through the sky. Tall spines ran up its length as it flew down along Stark Tower before arching up and swerving through the street to the decimation of the statue crowning the terminal they stood in front of.
Steve, Natasha, and Clint all turned to follow its progression as it passed overhead and continued on, legions of Chitauri rappelling from where they had been hanging from its sides onto the buildings it was weaving between. They emitted sparks as they slid down as their claws secured a hold, one jumping through a window to land on all fours while those inside screamed and ran from their desks as it removed the gun from its back and stood to fire towards them.
"Now that thing is freaky." Darcy says and Jane nods her head in agreement.
"Stark, are you seeing this?" Steve asks.
"Seeing – still…working on believing," he admitted in awe.
"Where's Banner – has he shown up yet?" Tony asked Steve.
Bruce looked seriously surprised that Tony had that much faith in him.
"Banner?"
"Just keep my posted." Tony insisted to Steve and then says to Jarvis, "Jarvis find me a soft spot." Attacking the giant whale if could call it a whale.
Pepper glared at him.
"Look at this!" Thor yelled as he shook Loki, "Look around you!" Loki's eyes were wide as he panted, noting the invading Chitauri and burning buildings spread out below. "You think this madness will end with your rule?"
Loki stared at him with fearful gravity, saying, "I-It's too late." He breathed hard as he looked towards the violence surrounding. "It's too late to stop it."
Everyone couldn't help but notice that Loki looked absolutely terrified in this scene. They looked over at him and saw that he was looking down at the floor avoiding all of them.
"No – we can, together."
Loki allowed his panting mouth to curl upwards as the corners in response, before he inserted a small knife between the fingers of his right hand and stabbed Thor between the ribs. He gasped as he instinctively hunched forward, dropping his hammer as Loki grasped the scepter he had left propped between their bodies. Thor stumbled back and fell to one knee, bracing himself with his right hand on the flooring as Loki stood over him and chided, "Sentiment." We see a single tear run down his cheek.
Thor surged to his feet and yanked Loki by the shoulder with an enraged shout, twisting him and kicking him down to crash through the short glass boundary to his releasing of the scepter. Then he crouched to grab him by the neck and waist and hoist him above his head to slam him down to the ground, Loki groaning at the impact. He remained still for a second before rolling away from the Thunderer and dropping off the edge of the balcony. Thor stepped forward quickly to watch as Loki caught one of the Chitauri soaring past, grabbing onto the metal casting of the flying vehicle. Five pairs of the aliens swerved to follow his flight through the skyscrapers, Thor breathing hard as they swung out of sight while pulling out the bloodied throwing knife and tossing it to the floor.
Steve darted around an taxi to where Natasha and Clint crouched behind another, throwing his back against the body as Natasha whipped her head around for a moment as he joined them. "We've got civilians trapped here." Clint informed him.
Blue beams fired from above as several Chitauri flew past. "Loki." Steve says as the god came over them. The blasts tore through windows and concrete, overturning cars and buses with explosions as innocents tried to escape the street he sailed over, cape flapping behind him. "They're fish in a barrel down there." They realized at the scene before ducking further behind the car as a ray hit the corner.
Natasha stood and fired her two handguns at the Chitauri on the ground in front of her, Clint crouching low to the ground as he ran to the side of an upturned taxi to see two more aliens land to crush a black car and aim their guns at them. "We got this. It's good. Go." She urged Steve.
"You think you can hold them off?"
Phil and some other SHIELD agents smirked knowingly.
"Captain," Clint started as he tapped three buttons on the grip of his bow and his quiver rotated to insert a shaft into the specified arrowhead, "it would be my genuine pleasure." He reached over his left shoulder to grab the arrow and stood without hesitation, spinning as he knocked it to stand fully, pull back, and fired the arrow. The projectile hit the closest grey-skinned being in the center of the forehead, the creature falling backwards as the tip fired miniature rounds and killed another two.
Steve rounded the taxi as Natasha covered him, leaping up to vault off the intricate railing of the bridge they were on. He flailed in the air as he flew down amidst the beams of the Chitauri's weapons, landing roughly on the roof of the bus abandoned below and rolling to avoid further attacks and the sprouting flames before running its length and leaping from it. The long vehicle was riddled with explosions as he landed on the van in front, the blast tipping the car over its front to the Captain being flung through the air. He used the momentum to tuck into a roll in midair so to control the landing, stumbling at the high fall once on the ground but scrambling to continue darting forward at the rays directed at his feet.
Tony scoffs, "Nice gymnastics." Steve blushed slightly as Pepper slaps the back of Tony's head.
Natasha shot her twin pistols as behind her Clint helped trapped civilians out through a window in the damaged streetcar that was angled across the width of the bridge. He grabbed a young boy handed to him from above and set his feet on the ground as a woman worked open another window and climbed through. Clint manually pulled apart the doors along the side of the vehicle as she sustained her defense and the rest of the passengers rushed out.
An alien grunted as a round charred the center of it's forehead, Clint stepping up to Natasha's side while he knocked an arrow, drawing back and firing as she remarked, "Just like Budapest all over again!"
"You and I remember Budapest very differently." He replied with bemused brow as he continued shooting gaze drawn up above intermittently.
Everyone that wasn't an Agent in SHIELD looked super confused.
Steve dashed over the hood of a ruined car with his shield braced on his right forearm, cutting in front of a pair of policemen as he hopped onto the front of another forsaken automobile and vaulted over the taxi beside. He ran from the blue rays dogging his steps with long strides, moving up the underside of an overturned taxi blocking his path.
Thor had flown further upwards to find Erik lying amidst the machinery's cables, crouching and laying a hand on the scientist to ascertain that he was merely unconscious. The blond god turned with determined brows to the Tesseract, standing and adjusting his heft of Mjolnir while stepping closer. He reeled back and swung the hammer down onto the device only for a translucent sphere to once again materialize to protect the surroundings mechanism as well as the Cube. The energy ricocheted outwards to toss Thor away to roll through the gravel of the roof in a spray of dirt.
Some people winced.
Teenagers were huddled under toppled cars as men and women risked the open street to seek shelter in the buildings on either side, a fleet of police officers standing astride their vehicles attempting to shoot down the aliens that soared by overhead.
One officer hurriedly weaved through the white and blue cars to one of the others standing up front, informing, "It's going to be an hour before they can scramble the National Guard.
"National guard?" he repeated before the two ducked under a blast that impacted the windshield behind them. "Does the army know what's happening here?"
"Do we?" he questioned, overwhelmed.
"Who's willing to bet that an alien invasion be a new course at the police academy?" Darcy asked.
Many people raised their hands agreeing with her.
They turned abruptly as Steve landed in a crouch on the car before them, aiming their guns at him before lowering them in bewilderment as he began, "I need men in these buildings." With a gloved hand indicating those alongside the wide street. "There are people inside that can run into the line of fire. You take them through the basement or through the subway, you keep them off the streets." The two gaped with wide eyes as he continued authoritatively, "I need a perimeter as far back as 39th-"
"Why the h**l should I take orders from you?" the elder demanded to Steve's pause. Suddenly a couple of hover boards swung around the corner and fired shots at one of the cars nearby to the two policemen lurching backwards flipping the remains of the vehicle.
He deflected a beam with his shield now on his left arm as two Chitauri landed on either side of him, bashing the one on his left in the head before darting around and smoothly handing his shield over to his other hand to slice down and deflect the close-range ray fired back and punching it in the head. The first moved to reengage him to two guards with the shield before it was tossed to the ground with a guttural squeal. Steve spun back to the second and severed the gun, and lower arm, from the alien's body with the edge of his shield while taking hold of he weapon as the limb fell to the ground, bashing the weakened body from his stand.
Darcy smirked at the shocked looks on the faces of the cops.
"I need men in those buildings," the officer repeated as he turned and addressed his squad, jerking his thumb over his shoulder in directive as he explained, "lead the people down and away from the streets." He then slightly angled his chin down and lifted the radio slightly from his shoulder to affirm in addition, "We're going to set up a perimeter all the way down of 39 Street."
"See what you can do with this," Steve instructed as he panted, idly tossing the extraterrestrial gun forward. The younger officer that had remained fumblingly caught it in his arms as the Captain turned away and began to return to his team. He gazed after the other before returning his attention onto the new weapon.
He timidly crept through the flaming, overturned cars buried in debris, analyzing the alien technology now held in hand before his head snapped up at the snarl of one of one of the Chitauri. He instinctually fired a blast before it could, pausing in the silence after to kneel and radio, "If you find enemies down get the guns – the guns are very good."
"You really go to love alien technology." Tony says as the others roll their eyes.
Flaming pieces of debris fell from the tops of the tall buildings lining the streets at the Chitauri attacks, the concrete landing to spray dust and fire onto the cluttered surface below. A young boy clutched onto the seatbelt tight his chest as he panicked at the screaming outside of the car, his mother leaning back from the passenger seat in front to usher him to curl across the seat, his form covered with her arms and torso. The father in the driver's seat flinched and yelled at the reducing skyline that crashed around the vehicle before turning to view his threatened family cowering behind him.
Many people frowned at how the innocent family was caught up in all this.
He forced the car into Drive and propelled it forward, tires screeching as he swerved around the debris and fleeing civilians, hood demolished and engine topped with bright fire. He managed to bank into a wide alleyway while up above, overlooking their fleeing from the edge of a high-rise's roof, a Chitauri aimed its stuff at the vehicle.
Captain America tackled the alien as it fired the beam, the shot arching wide as the two fell down to land on the pavement below. Steve glanced over his right shoulder as the car neared, frantically pushing himself from all fours into the air, spreading his limbs wide and rolling clear over the roof as it sped over the grey-skinned creature. He landed hard on his side as the vehicles continued on, the Chitauri having latched onto the rear bumper and managing to maintain its hold. The young boy and mother were windshield for a moment before the alien growled and smashed an arm through the glass pane.
The father yelled in fury as the mother screamed, reaching back to push her son down onto the seat and cover as much of him as she was capable of from the grasping grey claws. Steve swiftly climbed to his feet at the sight and grabbed his shield from where it lay, instantly whipping it to smash into the distancing nape of the alien's neck as the car crashed into the dumpster at the end of the alley. The Captain darted to haul the corpse from the back of the vehicle and toss it to the ground, breathing heavily as he turned to stare at the boy who offered his shield back to him.
He received it with a thankful nod as the parents rushed out of their front seats, securing it onto his forearms before instructing, "Get underground."
"Yes sir." The father responded as he reached into the back seat and hoisted his son into his arms.
Everyone smiled happy that the family got out of there safely. Loki was trying to hide it though, and luckily for him no one knew he was happy.
In the window of Central Café, the waitress that talked to Steve stood with her coworkers gazing in awe out at the destruction in the streets before a series of blasts were directed their way. They screamed as they flinched back and covered their heads as the windows shattered upon impact, crouching defensively closer to the floor before she pushed open the door and led them out into the streets. A woman huddled behind a pillar of the building before sinking to the ground as she panicked, whimpering in distress and covering her eyes.
Tony flew around the tall buildings that littered the city to come to face the head of the goliath shelled creature gliding through the air. He sailed past while firing dozens of missiles from the panels above his shoulders, the explosions detonating along its maw and along the joins of its fins to its body. It groaned while snapping its teeth in the direction he had flown, turning tightly to follow his path, tail cutting through the corner of a high-rise behind it and sending bricks of debris crashing to the street below in a plume of dust.
"Well, we got its attention." Tony stated as he hovered to note the creature's pursuit, it having turned from the established perimeter. "What the h**l was step two?" he anxiously muttered, eyes wide as he hastily spun to dart in the opposite direction.
Tony held his hands up when Pepper gave him a glare, "I know I have poor planning but it works out better when I come up with one last minute."
"I don't want to hear it, Tony!" she yells upset with him.
"Hey can we save the whole couple's fight until this is over?!" Darcy asked.
"Yes, we should my friends. We're nearing the end." Thor says.
One the ground, Clint deflected a jab of a Chitauri staff with his bow before he swept the feet out from underneath it with her as well to throw it onto its back before him, standing above to spin the length of an arrow with a flourish before stabbing it forcefully through its chest to its shrieking it forcefully through its chest to its shrieking and curling upwards. Natasha balanced on the back of another with one leg hoisted over a shoulder and the other twisted its torso, sending the strong electrostatic charge of her bracelet into the exposed muscle of the alien's neck.
She flipped from its falling corpse to engage those moving to surround her, skipping on her knees under a ray fired before spinning and leaping to smash her gun across the alien's head. Clint sidestepped a close-ranged attack to hit a grey-skinned being on the thigh with his bow, whipping it across its back as its legs buckled to send it rolling onto its back. He fell to one knee to shoot an arrow into it back. He fell to one knee to shoot an arrow into its chest before he drew again and knocked an arrow to fire at an enemy that he could see in a reflective surface lunging to attack his back. He stood as another swung its staff at his neck and blocked the strike with his bow.
Natasha grasped the staff knocked to the ground and twisted to spear the alien on her other side in the gut as Clint gored his opponent through the throat with an arrow before withdrawing the shaft. She spun to dodge a lunging blow and swung her acquired weapon into its back, hitting another across the head as it came at her before it grabbed the end of her staff. She pushed forward a couple of steps before she forced the end in front of its midsection and shot a beam from the tip.
Clint crouched low as he circled a trashed taxi with it is rear windshield shattered, but upon rising out from his cover a Chitauri dove to tackle him about the thighs and slam him into the ground with a snarl.
Tony smirked at Clint who glared back at him.
Clint groaned as he quickly drew from the quiver he had landed on to stab the arrow into the heart of the alien above hi, grabbing it by the nape of its neck to roll the prone form off of him. When he stood another marched to his side and kicked him in the chest, sending him tumbling over the hood of a taxi to land on the ground roughly on his upper back and shoulders that he used to continue rolling to land on his die. Bracing his forearms and heaving himself to his feet, he was attacked from behind and slammed into the side of a taxi with an extraterrestrial being pinning him. He managed to elbow the alien in the face before he was grabbed by the hair and had his head slammed onto the roof of the car. Clint was thrown to the ground to roll and land on his stomach, eyes alert as he paused to wait for the Chitauri to begin driving its staff downwards before rolling to the side in avoidance.
Darcy looked at them, "You guys are really good at fighting."
Clint and Natasha smirked.
Natasha deflected a grey-skinned creature's swipe with her own staff before swinging at another, blocking its attack before bracing the shaft across her chest to resist a strong downwards swipe. The other's swift blow threw her back onto the hood of another abandoned and wrecked taxi, gasping as she swung upwards to knock the encroaching Chitauri away. She braced her staff with both hands and surged upwards, getting to her feet while holding the other's weapons at bay before the alien twisted to bring its shaft skyward and she was heaved into the air and over its head.
She managed to spin and angled her front away before she landed harshly on the side of a dust-covered SUV, breathing heavily. Clint ducked under a successive strike while drawing another arrow, knocking, drawing back, and shooting his opponent in the chest as she rolled to gather her firm stance and reengaged.
"How are you guys even still standing?" Jane asked.
They just shrugged their shoulders.
Natasha stood between two of the infantry, swinging her staff to parry the offense of the one on her right, then her left, before returning to fire a beam at the first to fling it backwards. She spun around to land on one knee and laid the weapon over her shoulder, firing another ray at the other who hand moved to attack. Natasha spun the weapon in her hands to block the alien on either side of her. Several more Chitauri approached, two leaping over one of the cars blocking the edge of the bridge where they fought and firing blue beams from the guns on their arms.
Clint noted the additions and threw himself under the rays streaking across the area, sliding over the debris riddled ground to the outside of the ring of Chitauri that had gathered. He drew and knocked an arrow before raising onto a knee and twisting back to shoot the one closest, firing another into the alien that had stood on top of a dark car. It rolled from its highpoint onto the ground, Clint shooting another before kicking the gut of one who had approached, whipping it across the face with his bow before drawing and firing at it.
Steve ran over the large pieces of concrete building that were blocking the archer's left side to aid the two agents, slamming his shield into an alien that had rushed to attack Clint before jabbing another and whipping another backwards. Clint stood and fired at those at a distance approaching their position before those that had gained ground gurgled abruptly as bright lines of lightening bolted down from the sky and coursed through fell unsteadily into a crouch as he braced himself on the overturned vehicles beside, climbing to his feet and stalking forward with teeth gritted in resistance to the pain of the stab wound in his side.
"What's the story upstairs?" Steve asks.
"The power surrounding the cube is impenetrable," Thor answered solemnly.
"Thor is right, we got to deal with these guys." Tony says through their earpieces as he soared past overhead. They followed him with their gaze.
"How do we do this?" Natasha asked, turning to the Captain as behind her Clint gathered in his hands the shafts of the arrows he had been able to recover.
"As a team."
"I have unfinished business with Loki." Thor says.
"Yeah, get in line." Clint drawled, stare firm as he inspected the arrowheads in hand by touch.
A few people laughed.
Loki hid a smirk behind his hand. (an: remember he's not wearing handcuffs anymore)
"Save it." Steve ordered, "Loki's going to keep this fight focused on us and that's what we need – without him these things could run wild. We got Stark up top, he's gonna need us to..." His arms that were raised in indication of the genius' position abruptly dropped as he turned from the other three at Natasha and Thor's gazes over his shoulder and the sound of an engine.
His incredulous stare settled onto the slowly approaching form of Bruce, riding haltingly through the ruined street accompanied by the stuttering rumble of a motor-bike he sat on. They moved towards him, Clint inserting arrows into the hold of his quiver, as Bruce disembarked and met them halfway.
"Hey you got there right on time I bet." Darcy says looking at Bruce who just smiled slightly.
T.B.C
Author's note: Hey I was going to make this chapter longer but I decided to just post this, so you know that I didn't give up on this story. I already have half the next chapter typed up. Next chapter will be the finish of the movie and a note will come to tell them to get a few more people. They would be (Frigga, the warrior three, Sif, Rhodey, Ross, and Betty) please R&R.