Chapter 6: The Skrull Homeworld

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN IRON MAN: ARMORED ADVENTURES OR ULTIMATE SPIDER-MAN. THEY BOTH BELONG TO MARVEL. *sobs in corner*

A/N: I know that this is leaning towards The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes but this story will contain elements from Iron Man Armored Adventures and The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes

Tasha's POV

We all went to the Avenger's mansion where dad housed the Quinjet. We went down the elevator in the back of the lounge room and strapped ourselves in the Quinjet. There were two of them and we took both. Me and the five teens in one, the heroes in the other.
"Everyone ready?" I asked the passengers.
"Please strap yourselves in and I hope you enjoy Air Scarlet. Thank you." I could feel everyone shaking their heads. I know it was a bad joke but I couldn't resist. We lifted off and the waterfall parted to make way for us. Then the roof parted and we were airborne. It only took about an hour to reach outer space.
"You ready? We're going into warp." Dad began to do the sequence that will enable the Quinjets to go into warp. He keyed it in for both of the Quinjets and we warped. Everyone was pressed against the seats, due to the G-forces of warp speed. We got to the Skrull homeworld in a few minutes and it didn't look that much different from Earth to say the least. There were continents, oceans, even a north and south pole.
"Hey dad? You sure we're at the Skrull homeworld and not back at Earth?"

"I'm sure. Don't –" His assurance were cut short as a barrage of bullets began to pepper the hull of the Quinjets. I pressed the hail button and hailed the Skrulls.

"We come in peace, I repeat, we come in peace." They kept firing. Dad then tried. Still no success.

"Hey guys, you ready for a space-jump?"

"A what?" Luke asked.

"A space-jump, you know, you jump from a spaceship, heading towards the planet below?"

"Oh yeah, yeah, I get that." We could tell he didn't really get it. Even Sam got that. We all crowded around the door. I had my Scarlet suit on and the rest had spacesuits.

"Dad, we're going to jump."

"No wait don'-" His protestations were cut short as we hurled ourselves out the door. We angled ourselves towards the planet's surface, trying to dodge all the bullets along the way. We got a lot of speed. We got so much speed that we broke the sound barrier and hurtled faster and faster to the surface. I touched down before the others, thanks to all the metal, and I made a shockwave of a crater. The rest came down and I managed to catch all but Sam. He created his own crater.

"So, where do we go from here?" Ava asked. Sam and I were a little beat up but we could still walk.

"I don't know, I guess we'll have to wait for dad and the others to come down." We waited for a long time. We were sitting around for about ten hours and both of the Quinjets touched down, I reckon that dad was piloting the other one remotely. Dad, mum, Captain America, Richards and the Hulk walked down the ramp.

"What were you thinking?!" Dad scolded me.

"I was trying to get down to the planet, which you weren't doing! We've been waiting for ten hours and it's almost nightfall!"
"You don't get it. I was trying to get down to the planet diplomatically!"

"Oh what's that supposed to mean?"

"He means, trying to do it without provoking the opposition." Captain America said.

"Without provoking … the opposition was already provoked by us coming here!"

"I know that but it doesn't mean that we can fight about it!" the Captain was getting into the argument now.

"Uh, may I suggest something?" Peter asked, putting his hand up.

"NO!"

"But, we have company." He pointed and ran the other way.

"Coward." Ava said. She then looked at where Spidey had pointed and ran as well. I looked and there were about six or seven Hulks rampaging through the forest, coming right at us!

"RUN!" We followed Spidey and Ava and ran for it. I could hear the Hulks getting closer and closer.

"Oh, this is ridiculous." I muttered to myself and flew on ahead. I caught up to Spidey and Ava and told them that I was going to scout ahead. I wasn't looking where I was going and I crashed into the wall. "I think I broke my head." I muttered, rubbing it.

"That looked like it hurt." Dad said. I looked up and dad was leaning down to help me up. I took his hand and got up.

"Thanks -" He punched me in the face.
"Dad …" He then started to repeatedly punch me. I fell down to the muddy ground, gasping for breath. It was raining.
"Tasha!" The fake dad picked me up, slung me over his shoulder and took me away to somewhere.

"TASHA!"

Where has the fake Iron Man taken Tasha? Find out in the next chapter.