A/N: Hi everyone! Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! Thank you so much to everyone that reviewed already! After this week, updates will be more frequent because I'll be pretty much finished with school work!

To my guest reviewer, Carrie, no I actually didn't intentionally name my character after the Grand Duchess who was murdered by the Bolsheviks. After you mentioned her, though, I remembered reading that it was rumoured that Natasha was related to her, so if Natasha is really related to her, then Anastasia would also be :)

Here's chapter two!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers or Shakespeare.

Suddenly there was two of him, then three, then four. The four of him surrounded the large group of people that had just left the building, making a barrier around them. Anastasia shook her head, clearing her thoughts and watching what was happening.

Chapter 2: Reindeer Games

"Kneel before me," the man commanded everyone. Why does he want everyone to kneel before him? Maybe he's crazy, though Anastasia as she watched the man try to make everyone in front of him kneel. She was ready to fight him if she had to. To save the people, she would willingly expose her secret.

Everyone inside the manmade barrier was panicking and running around, trying to escape. "I said. Kneel!" the man yelled, making everyone go quiet before hesitantly kneeling on the ground.

"Is this not simpler? Is this not your natural state?" the strange English guy asked. Maybe he's lost his mind. Maybe he thinks he's Shakespeare. Well, whatever's happening, he's definitely not from Germany, and maybe not even human.

"It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel," he told the crowd, smiling viscously at them.

Anastasia was just about to step in when an old man stood from the kneeling crowd. "Not to men like you," he retorted in a thick German accent.

The crazy dude smiled. "There are no men like me."

"There are always men like you," the old man answered, not standing down.

"Look to your elder, people. Let him be an example," the stranger said, lifting his sceptre as if he was about to strike the man. Anastasia looked up at the sky as he said this, having heard the soft hum of an engine, and spotted some type of black aircraft sitting in the air.

The crazy man was just about to kill the old man when someone landed in front of the poor old guy, holding a round, red, blue and sliver shield up in front of himself.

It was Captain America!

Anastasia had heard stories about him when she was in the orphanage, and she'd read some of the comics that were written about him, too. But he was thought to be dead, so she didn't know how on earth he was now standing there.

Captain America walked towards the crazy man. "You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everyone else, we ended up disagreeing."

The dark-haired man seemed to know who he was, too. "The soldier. A man out of time," he spat.

"I'm not the one who's out of time," Captain America replied. Anastasia noticed a machine gun appear at the front of the aircraft in the sky, pointing towards the madman.

"Loki," a familiar voice called over the sound system, and Anastasia stopped breathing. "Drop the weapon and stand down." Anastasia looked up at the jet and saw her face in the window.

"Nat," Anastasia gasped. Then she remembered about the crazy man, Loki, who shot at the aircraft before being knocked over by the Captain. Loki blasted his sceptre at him and knocked him to his knees. She looked over at the two and saw Loki forcing Captain America to the ground with his sceptre.

"Kneel!" Loki snarled.

Anastasia sprinted up behind Loki. "Not today!" she shouted, kicking him in the ribs and knocking him over. Then she helped the Captain up just as Loki grabbed her from behind. She quickly spun around and smacked a jumping front kick into his stomach, using her full strength and making him fly backwards.

Then Anastasia heard a male voice coming from the sound system. "Agent Romanoff," the man said. "You miss me?"

Suddenly the speakers were blasting out the end of the AC/DC rock song, Shoot to Thrill. Loki looked up in annoyance at the black het in the sky as he stood back up. Iron Man flew down and shot him with his repulsers before landing next to Captain America, who was frozen, watching Anastasia with a shocked face. Cap obviously wasn't expecting Anastasia to save him; it was his job to save civilians, not a civilian's job to save him.

Loki had recovered from the repulser attack and was starting to stand again, but Iron Man put up his hand and aimed a whole lot of fire power at him before he could fight back again.

"Make your move, Reindeer Games," Tony Stark dared him. Anastasia snorted. Stark was right; he did have antler-like things on his head.

Loki put his hands up and surrendered, changing himself into just his green outfit with a wave of his hand. Anastasia was slightly amazed at his power and magic.

"Good move," Stark commented, lowering his weapons.

Cap had gotten over the shock from Anastasia and turned to Iron Man. "Mr. Stark."

"Captain," Tony greeted back. Then he turned to Anastasia, smiled in a cheeky 'thank you' way, and grabbed Loki's arm, dragging over to the jet, which had just landed. Cap nodded his head at Anastasia and followed Tony into the jet. Anastasia stood there, unsure of what to do. She wanted to go to her sister, but for some odd reason that she didn't even know, she was afraid that Nat would get angry at her, but there was no reason of that to happen.

She spotted Natasha watching her. She was probably waiting to see if she would come on board. They stared at each other for a minute before Natasha mouthed 'come on', waving her hand for her to come with her. Anastasia smiled happily at her older sister before running at an inhuman speed onto the jet, just as the door started shutting.

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