Ok, between real episodes are my stories. I may put moments from the 100 Fanfiction Prompt I'm doing for the Spades Chronicles in this story. So, first original story, in third person because I have to show you guys what happens in the other rooms and such.

Collision Trigger.

Meg licked her lips slightly as she overcame the sleep that had barely held her. Nightmares are a terrible thing, she had decided the first night she had slept in her mansion, and her reflection in the mirror was already showing how lack of sleep was outwardly effecting her. Not to mention how it was affecting her.

Meg stepped out into the living room and glanced at the time. 3:26. Well fine, she thought with a slight eye roll before she spoke to JARVIS.

"JARVIS?" The British voice answered immediatly. "Yes, Miss Spades?"

"Where's my lab?"

Tony awoke groggily to yelling from downstairs. He rubbed his face lightly before making his way to the elevator and riding it down. When the doors opened, he was met with a peculiar sight.

Meg looked over at Tony and cocked an eyebrow. "Hey there Tony. What are you doing just standing there? Don't you think we could use some help?"

Tony blinked before yelling to JARVIS, "Uh, JARVIS, I need my armor!"

Bruce's jaw couldn't have dropped farther. "What the hell is that?"

"It's Xerxes. It kind of is trying to meld with the Oryx, but there's only remnants left in me. It's trying to take it." Meg explained, glancing at the man that was practically dripping with either black sand or ash.

"It looks like that monster from Nothing Left to Fear!" Tony said in disgust.

"It kind of does, doesn't it?" Meg said, voice cracking.

"This is nothing like the 1940s…" Steve breathed when he came into the room, and Meg chuckled lightly, swinging around. She was much quicker and flexible than when she was a full grown woman, and Steve jumped back at the look on her face.

She was obviously overjoyed by something. "Ok, ok, Marina and the Diamonds calms it down." She explained, giddiness plainly in her body language.

"You're enjoying this!" Clint accused from his perch in the rafters. "Oh, I am! I would enjoy it more if I wasn't in immediate danger!" She called up.

"Hah! This monster could not fell me if it tried!" Thor's voice boomed as he swung Mjolnir in his hand, basically charging it up.

Bruce sighed as he started to change into the Hulk.

"Thor, don't get cocky. It-!" Meg tried, before a hissing started, and then a loud roar, the ashy substance turning into a bulky monster with wings.

"It does that." Meg deadpanned, before jumping back.

"As I was saying, music by Marina and the Diamonds calms it down, turns it into a tiny sphere, then I can lock it up. Uh, I can try singing…" Meg stumbled over her words and then sang in a shaky voice, "You've been acting awful tough lately. Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately. But inside, you're just a little baby!"

The ash monster went slightly smaller, needle teeth dulling slightly. But then it growled and lunged. "Ok, ok, I get it, bad song, bad song!" Meg shrieked, jumping backwards again into Steve's arms.

"Huh, didn't know you were this muscular." Meg blinked up at Steve, before jumping out of his arms and flying up to the rafters. "Just hold on, I'm going to go think of a different song!" Before she was gone.

"Did the Cherub leave us?" Hulk's voice rang out. "I guess she did, big guy." Tony answered, sweat dropping.

"Look like a girl, but I think like a guy! Not ladylike to behave like a slime! Easy to be sleazy when you've got a filthy mind! You stick to your yogurts, I'll stick to my pie!"

Xerxes got smaller, before lunging for Thor. Thor cried out in surprise and Meg landed on the Hulk's back.

"He's being stubborn!" She complained, before turning into a shadow and disappearing.

"Come on, Meg!" Clint complained, shooting an arrow at the monster.

"I'm miss sugar pink, liquor, liquor lips! Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss. I'm miss sugar pink, liquor, liquor lips! I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch!"

Xerxes froze at that, before slowly turning into a more humanoid body, with wings made of ash and ash dripping from his eyes.

"Well, it's sort of working!" Meg cried, before giving a cry as a whip of ash shot at her, cutting through her side. "Meg!" Clint cried, dropping behind her.

"No, hold on, he's almost defeated, don't worry about me!" Meg commanded with a glare.

"Question what the TV tells you. Question what a pop star sells you. Question mom and question dad. Question good and question bad. If history could set you free from who you were supposed to be, if sex in our society didn't tell a girl who she would be, cause all my life I've tried to fight what history has given me!"

The ash melted a bit, starting to settle in the man's skin. Swaying on his feet, Meg realized that he was almost done with.

Of course, she had been infected. "Don't think much on this song, ok?" Meg said with a wavering voice.

"I wanna be a bottle blonde. I don't know why but I feel conned. I wanna be an idle teen. I wish I hadn't been so clean! I wanna stay inside all day. I want the world to go away. I want blood, guts, and chocolate cake. I wanna be a real fake…"

Meg fell to her knees with a hand on the cut through her abdomen just as Xerxes fell to his hands and knees, almost faint.

"Yeah, I wish I'd been a, wish I'd been a teen, teen idle! Wish I'd been a prom queen fighting for the title, instead of being 16 and burning up a bible, feeling super, super, super, suicidal!"

Xerxes was done for, and Meg threw a small silver box at him, and his body disappeared into the small cube.

"I caught a Pokémon!" Meg joked, before crying out in pain as her wound spiked agony through her body.

-Connect What?-

"What is this stuff?" Bruce asked, cleaning out Meg's wound. "It's Ash. I've been infected. Just put on Electra Heart and I'll be fine." Meg shrugged.

Bruce gave her a blank look and she rolled her eyes.

"Fine, Bruce, I'm going to infect the whole world and the human race will die out and the Earth will turn into an ocean of ash."

Bruce's eyes widened and he looked up at her. "I'm kidding." Meg clarified, bopping him on the nose.

"Don't worry about me, Brucie. I have promises to keep and miles to go. I'm not dying any time soon."

It's short, I got bored. Favorite, follow, review.