.'We're in,' Gerard said. 'But we're no where near ready.'

Fury nodded. 'Banner, Stark; I need you to find Loki. You've done it before, lets just hope it wasn't just luck.'

The two geniuses nodded and darted off to their labs.

'Thor, return to Asgard, I need everything on Loki – security footage, etc,' Fury said to the god. Thor nodded, swung his hammer, and tore through the ceiling.

'There's a door, literally next to you,' Fury muttered, before turning to Steve, Clint and Nat. 'Get these guys equipped and trained – NOW!'

'I can't jump that,' Gerard complained, looking at the six foot gap in front of him. On the other side, stood his goal – A white gun, with KILLJOYS scrawled across it in his messy drawl.

'Do it, just try to ignore the spikes below you,' Nat said coldly.

'You'se are fucking mad,' Gerard muttered, taking a step back and leaping across the gap. He barely made it, wobbling uneasily on the edge as he landed. He picked up the gun and fired four shots at the plastic dummies that were swooping across the ceiling at 80mph.

He hit every single one.

Steve tried to hide his surprise.

Gerard flew off the ledge, rolled, then stood up in-front of the Soldier. 'That was fun.'

Steve smirked. 'Try saying that when they're shooting back.'

'I'll make a note of that,' Gerard countered, placing the gun back on the pedestal for the rest of his teammates to get.

'Good work soldier,' Steve said, gesturing for the next Killjoy to jump.

Gerard raised his eyebrows. 'We are not soldiers. And we don't work for you or SHEILD.'

'I understand.'

'I don't think you do, though.'

'How's that?'

'We're not your fucking puppets, Rogers.'

Steve stepped back. 'You agreed to this, Gerard.'

Gerard's brow furrowed. 'What?'

'Four hours ago, in the meeting hall – you agreed to this.'

'No, I never. You didn't give us a choice. This was forced.'

'Something isn't right,' Bruce Banner said, typing stuff up onto his computer. Tony looked at him through a clear monitor.

'What isn't?'

'The readings – Loki's sceptor – they've mixed with something else,' Bruce explained.

'Tampered?'

'No,' he said, shaking his head. 'Take a look.'

Tony walked over, scanned through his boyfriends notes and examining the results on the screen.

'I don't understand,' Tony muttered. He muttered it because he'd never said that before.

'I do,' Steve Rogers said, appearing at the door.

'Steve? Shouldn't you be training Gerard?'

'I should be. But that isn't Gerard.'

Bruce and Tony shared a look. 'I'm sorry, what?' They said in unison.

'You remember one of our missions, couple years back – Though, I don't remember it because I was being held in a Skrull prison.'

'No ...' Bruce gasped.

'They're back. And they've infiltrated the Killjoys. Which means -'

'They've gotten into the Avengers,' Tony whispered.

'Exactly,' Steve said. 'Question is – who is it?'

The air tensed as gazes fell across each of the men.