here's three. any characters you'd like to see but haven't just tell me and I'll try to work them in.
3: The Oncoming Storm
The clock on the bedside table read 4:45 as Peter slunk in to his room and changed into his bed clothes. He yawned and fell on his bed. He closed his eyes for only a moment. The alarm blared as the clock struck nine. Peter jolted wake before falling back into his bed. He was dead tired. The incident with Rhino and then his fling with the Blackcat had really drained him. As Peter lay there in bed he grabbed the remote to the small TV in his room.
"Let's see what is going on in the world today." He mumbled to himself as the news anchor smiled at him.
"Good morning New York this is Kate Brent here with your morning news. Top story today the funeral will be held for Anthony Stark better known as the Invincible Iron Man."
"Shit!" Peter yelled as he dashed to get ready.
"Stark was gunned down protecting a group of senators that proposed the Superhuman Registration Bill. Stark who had first supported the bill, but later became its opponent when his friend Clint Barton who had unmasked himself as the Avenger, Ronin was beaten to death by an angry mob. Stark died after several hours in intensive care. The assailant Barbara Morse another former Avenger and lover of Clint was arrested and is now in custody. In light of Stark's actions the Government is halting the bill for now. In other news a strange rash of plasma loss sickness has been…" Peter turned of the set as he dashed out the door. 'How the hell could I forget Tony's funeral?' He asked himself as he slung towards Stark Tower where the procession would begin.
Steve Rogers, known throughout the world as Captain America looked out over the New York Skyline from Stark Tower. The sun shown brightly as if to spite the dower feelings of America's number one hero. He stood there thinking on how things had come to this.
"If this escalates any further Tony, one of us isn't going to survive."The last words he said to Tony, his best friend before he went underground to fight the Registration Act. No one outside of the Avengers knew how close the world had come to Civil War. Now his prophecy had come true. Tony Stark the Invincible Iron Man was dead. Worse he was killed by one he had once thought his friend. As more and more heroes filed into the tower to pay their respects Steve Rogers couldn't help but feel responsible for Tony's death. It was he that asked Barbara to come out of retirement and help him as the Mockingbird once more. He had no idea that Barbara was out for vengeance. He was the one who sent her to shadow Tony to see if he had really changed his mind about the Act. He should have known that she was angry over the loss of Clint, but he didn't see because he was too wrapped up in preparing for the war to come that he ignored the signs and now a good friend of his was dead. A soft but strong hand touched Steve's shoulder.
"How're you holding out?" Jennifer Walters, the She-Hulk asked.
"I can't help but think it was all my fault." He whispered gripping her hand with his.
"Cap, you can't blame yourself for what Barbara did." She said.
"If I had paid more attention maybe I would have seen it coming." He said. Jen turned the hero around and embraced him.
"There was nothing you could do Steve." She said. Peter arrived just in time for the procession to begin. The reverend who would oversee the funeral stepped around the coffin.
"Who will carry this man to his final rest?" He asked. One by one Captain America, War Machine, Luke Cage, stepped forward. Finally Peter joined them. The men shook hands and prepared to transport Tony to the hearse that would take him to the cemetery outside the city.
The funeral was large and people and hero alike attended. Reed Richards stood next to his family the Fantastic Four. As a man in a long green cape and metal covered body stepped out of a long black limo. Reed bared his teeth and stomped towards the man the rest of the team in tow.
"What are you doing here Victor?" Reed demanded. As Victor Von Doom, known better as Doctor Doom drew back his hood and took of his mask; revealing his scared face. Reed and the others gasped, Doom never removed his mask, but what really surprised them was Dooms look. Doom looked sad and pained. He looked human.
"I have come to pay my respects to a worthy adversary Richards." Doom spoke and strode past without a second look at Reed. The heroes gave Doom as wide girth as he approached the coffin. He turned to look at the crowd. "The world has truly lost a great man. Tony Stark was a good friend and ally to you all, and to me he was a great opponent. Let it be seen that Doom sheds a tear this day for a man taken before his time." Finished with his speech Doom dropped a single white rose on the coffin and returned to his limo. As the group began to clear out Peter found a familiar face in the crowd. Jen stood next to Captain America as Pete approached.
"Good to see you bug." She said hugging him.
"Nice to see you too lil Green." He said. She put him down and saw Cap staring.
"I'll go see if Jarvis is okay." She said excusing herself leaving the two alone.
"I still can't believe Tony's gone." Pete said. Cap nodded.
"Peter there something I want to ask you." Steve said after a moment.
"Ask away Cap."
"If…if the act passed, if the sides were drawn who side would you be on?"
Pete sat in silence for a long time. "I honestly can't say Cap. Tony was like a father to me, and you…you're the Icon."
"I know he asked you, why didn't you unmask?"
"Truth be told Cap, Tony never understood why I never join the many teams that come to me. I just feel that alone I'm safer that's all."
"I see." Steve said dropping his head. Pete laid a hand on his shoulder.
"I just glad it didn't have to come to that. I glad I didn't hurt either of you."
"Thank you Pete." Steve said.
"So what are you going to do now with the Avengers disbanded?" Peter asked.
"That was one the other reason I wanted to talk. I'm putting the team back together and wondered if you'd like to join?"
"Sorry Cap, but I don't do well in teams." Peter replied.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but if you change your mind…"
"You'll be the first to know." Pete said shaking Steve's hand.
Bruce Banner hid his face under a wide brimmed hat as he watched his friends pay their respects. The anger that welled up in him because of what Tony, Reed and the other Illuminati tried to do to him threatened to take over, but he held the Hulk in check. Barely. He didn't have any remorse for Tony, but he did feel sorry for Steve. One face in the crowd cause Bruce more pain than any other was Jen's.
"Let me out Banner. I want to see our family!" Hulk demanded inside of him.
"No, you would let them know that Fury helped us escape from that rocket." He argued with the beast within him.
"So what? Let them know we free. Let them try to send us away again. I will smash if they try." Hulk spat.
"That is the exact reason why they tried tie us to a rocket in the first place! What's with you Hulk you're worse than before." Banner yelled. He felt the anger subside.
"Sorry Banner. I just mad at them for trying to send us away."
"I understand Hulk, but we need to keep a low profile if we want to get through this. If Connors can find a way to let me change into you at will and not when I get mad I can show them we're not a monster."
"We be like Jen?" Hulk asked excitedly. Bruce chuckled.
"Yes we'll be like Jen."
Blackheart met Mary Jane for lunch at a café. He sat through her mindless dribble on the show she was in. the name caught his attention.
"What was the name of the play again my dear?" He asked with a devilish smile.
"Oh, Faust." She said taking a sip of her water. "It's about a man making a deal with a demon named Mephistopheles." She continued. Blackheart grimaced at the mention of his father's name but he hid the pain in a cough. "Oh are you catching a cold?" She said.
"No. No just went down the wrong tube I guess." Blackheart said. "So, what are you plans for tonight?" He said placing his hand over hers.
"Nothing after the show." She said.
"Then would you like to have a late dinner with me?"
"Yes. Meet me at the stage door after the curtain okay tiger?" She said.
"Okay." He pulled her into a short passionate kiss. After she left Thog in his human form sat down in her chair.
"What?" Blackheart demanded.
"Your father sent me." Thog said looking around. "He needs some blood."
"Fine." Blackheart spat and got up. Thog followed him to an ally where Thog drew a dagger and a pail. Blackheart eyed the bucket. "He needs enough to baptize his new toy." He observed before snatching the knife and slashing his wrist. A smoking black tar like substance flowed into the bucket. When it was full Blackheart passed his hand over the wound and it sealed. Thog bowed and melted into the shadows once more. Blackheart now alone with nothing to do the rest of the day. He smiled to himself thinking of something to do with his time. Whistling he headed for a rough section of the city to find a little fun.
Johnny Blaze watched the demon walk away down the street. He wasn't sure the jacket was right until he followed him to the ally. Now Johnny Blaze, the Ghostrider new he had found Blackheart. Johnny was working in Texas trying to get on with his life when the Caretaker came a calling. He and other members of the Blood had been sensing major demonic activity in New York. Now the Ghostrider, the spirit of vengeance was in town and soon Blackheart and all his lackeys would be taking the express back the Hell, thanks to the Ghostrider. The light changed and Johnny gunned his bike back towards the hotel he would wait till night fall then they would go hunting.
High over the fields of Oklahoma the city of Asgard floated. In the empty city of the once former Norse gods sat only one. The great Thor, thunder god and mightiest of all the Asgard sat on his thrown in the empty chamber of the citadel. He thought long and hard about his final words to Tony Stark. Thor had come very close to crushing his former friend's head in once he discovered what he and Reed Richards were attempting to create.
"I swear to you Thor that we would not do this if I was not afraid of losing the coming war." Tony's words rang in his ears.
"You art a fool to think that I would be content to let you finish this abomination!" His own words echoed in his mind. "We are no longer friends Tony Stark, and the humans will have no help from Asgard from now on." Thor rubbed his troubled brow.
"Mayhaps I was too quick to pass judgment, after all I ended my people's existence to free them. Perhaps Tony did not truly understand what he was creating. The thing he called Clor would have never been a true ally. He would be all god and no human. He would be dangerous beyond compare." Thor spoke aloud his thoughts. His words echoed throughout the empty halls. "Perhaps tis time that I find my lost brethren and bring Asgard back to its full glory." Suddenly the halls were filled with laughter and clapping. Thor stood and grabbed his mighty hammer, Mjolnir. What he saw step into the great hall turned blood to ice in his veins. "Loki, but how?" He stammered as his half brother the god of mischief smiled wickedly at his brother.
"Brother dear it has been far too long since last we met." He laughed.
"Not long enough, I had hoped never to see you again." Thor hissed.
Loki made a face. "Come now brother, must we be like that. Aren't you glad to see me?"
"How did you escape the Ragnar?" Thor demanded lightning crackling across his body.
"I had help from friends." Loki sneered. "Now Thor Odinson I will have satisfaction!" Loki screamed pulling a burning ax from his back. The double bladed weapon burned with hellfire and in the middle where the blades met a skull leered at Thor. "This is Hellfang, the god slayer come brother and meet thy doom!" Thor roared and launched himself at Loki swinging his hammer in an arc to crush his brother's skull. The ring of metal on metal echoed in the mighty hall. Thor gapped as Loki's ax held firm against the onslaught of Mjolnir.
"How is this so?" He cried breaking the deadlock pushing both combatants back several feet. Loki tossed his ax with a flourish and smiled at his brother.
"Hellfang was made from the same Uru vein as your mighty hammer." He said and ran at Thor. Thor attempted to block, but Loki feigned left and slashed with his ax. Thor cried out in pain as blood gushed from the wound is arm. Thor gapped as the wound remained open. Loki cackled at his brother's surprise. "Hellfang was made using the blood of Blackheart. It will rend your flesh and poison your veins." He roared and charged again. Thor swung the hammer over his head and launched it a Loki. Mjolnir glowed with power as it shot towards the god of Mischief. Loki didn't even try to evade attack he brought up his hand and grabbed the hammer out of the air. Thor gasped at the turn of events.
"How it this so?" He demanded the poison sapping his strength. Loki tossed the hammer up and down is his grip.
"Thanks to you late friend Tony Stark and his attempt to clone you; these gauntlets are fused with some of Clor's essence. They allow me to hold and control you mighty hammer." He spoke boastfully as Thor dropped to one knee. He approached and stood before the mighty thunder god. "Oh what sweet nectar victory is." He sneered and brought the hammer down.
The Civil War happened differently because Spidy never unmasked, so Clint did, but Clint was killed and since he was closer to Tony, he took it hard and blamed himself. So he started to fight the Act when Barbara aka Mockingbird who was once Clint's lover shot him. That ended the Civil War right then.
Loki's taken down Thor and welds both Hellfang and Mjolnir now. Ghostrider's in town to deport some demons back to hell. What will happen next and who will show up in the next chapter?