"You have nowhere left to run puny human. Accept your fate and kneel before me!" Steve Rogers looked up at the villain before him. S.H.I.E.L.D. data banks held only his name, Focalor. He stood upon a floating, golden platform about 30 feet off of the ground. (Sadly, that was just out of jumping range for the Super Soldier.) The man himself was (mostly) not too impressive compared to what Cap had seen before. He wore a suit of the same golden color that shined in the bright New York sunlight, making him hard to look at. His face was heart shaped, giving him a boyish appearance. Contrasting black hair was in a ponytail that ended at his shoulderblades. Red eyes stared down from under the brim of his golden fedora. Besides the eyes, you would think Focalor could walk around with people only questioning his choice of clothing. But there was one peice that if Steve wasn't seeing it with his own eyes, he would call anyone crazy for suggesting it. Focalor's back was home to a pair of black wings that held gold tipped feathers. They shined magnificently in the bright sun yet, the shine did not hurt as the one from the man's clothing did.

The man had gotten down off of the platform every now and then using the large wings and come on to Steve's playing field, but the roles had never been reversed. Tony had said something about there being a girl chained to it before he had run. The Avengers had not been faring well in this battle.

Focalor was able to control objects to work against his enemies. When Hulk had went to smash the golden platform, the earth had plucked him out of the sky and swallowed him whole. Focalor:1, Avengers: 0. Then, as Natasha expertly used her spy gear to help bring down the floating metal, an electric current was sent down her line, knocking her out cold. Focalor:2, Avengers: 0. Seeing this, Thor had been outraged. He knew that a woman could hold her own in battle, but that was his teammate. His friend. He sent Mjölnir after Focalor crackling with lightning only to have it turned back around but a piece of metal that had come up behind the god and attracted the hammer. Before Thor had see what happened, Mjölnir hit him square in the face. He was down like a stone in water. That left us with three heros and a score of 0:3 with our hero's at a disadvantage. Tony had commed in saying that he would be back, then took off in the opposite direction of the villain. That left two. Hawkeye had gone down not long after that which surprised the captain. He had been slammed into a nearby car and blood now poured from a wound on the back of his head. That left us at the current point

"You know, the last time I saw a man standing above everyone else, we ended up disagreeing." Focalor looked down, "Oh really? About what?"

Steve, this is Tony. JARVIS has found this guy's weak point. Keep him occupied, I'll be there in a few.
Steve was relieved to find out that at least one of his comrades was back in the fight. "Well," he replied as if nothing had happened and they were just two gents talking over a cup of coffee. "I don't agree with the mindless power." He paused to gage Focalor's reaction. There was none. "I don't agree with the choice of outfit. I mean, come on! Golden suit?" This time, there was a reaction. "How dare you-" "I also don't agree with the pain you've caused to all of the people around you. Or the destruction. A lot of people will wake up tomorrow to find out the have no work, home, or maybe they won't wake up at all. And you did this, all of this!" Steve gestured around him with an angry tone in his voice. "Why should I care? Humans are parasites that need to be squashed under my feet." Steve glared at the fallen angel. "I don't think you get the seriousness of the situation you got yourself into." Steve shook his head. "You've hurt me, my home, and most of all, my friends. And anyone who does that is in for one hell of a ! Now!"

Focalor turned around just in time to see a cold blast from Tony's chest repulsor hit him. He fell off of his platform with a yelp of surprise as ice enveloped his body. His golden platform came crashing to the ground after him and would of crush his body if the Cap hadn't pulled him out of the way. "Really? Tony said with a questioning look as his landed next to Steve. "I would of just let the big hunk of metal crush him. Good job improvising by the way! You sounded just like me!" Tony beamed and pat the super soldier on the back. Steve brushed him off. "I was afraid of that."

Walking towards the fallen gold, Steve tensed up when he felt the ground shake. "What's happening?" he shouted above the noise to Tony. The billionaire had no time to reply because he was too busy dodging a piece of asphalt that had burst from the ground opening a humongous tunnel that led so far into the earth, all Tony could see was black. "Geez Louise that's a big hole." Tony looked over at the out of date man. "Really? No one says anything like that anymore Cap." The gold and red armour now stood with it's arms crossed. "We really need to get you a modern slang dictionary. And there are so many jokes I could make about that sentence that it's not even funny." Steve would've rolled his eyes was it not for the fact that Hulk was climbing his way out of the hole and was on a crash course for the two men standing topside. Right before the 'other guy' would of collided with Tony and Steve's faces, Tony pushed the super soldier out of the way, which resulted with Tony falling on top of the more muscular Steve. The tall blond groaned when heavy metal pressed his body to the ground. "Sorry Cap. Didn't mean to fall on you." Steve just pushed Tony's shoulders as the brunette stood up. Steve looked up surprised when a tan hand offered help up. The smiling face of Bruce looked down. "Thanks." Steve took Bruce's hand and pulled himself up. Tony was about to say something stupid when a feminine groan diverted their attention.

The three men stiffened then slowly approached the pile of golden rubble. Steve was the first to spot (h/c) hair as a woman stood up. The (h/l) strands stirred in the small amount of wind. Her (e/c) eyes were squinted against the glow that shined off of the rubble. Her body was clothed in an Asgardian dress. The black with gold trimmed fabric had sleeves that were connected to the low cut neckline and showed a scar that ran from one shoulder to the other. Gold chains connected her to the rubble. When her eyes met Steve's he could see the fear that clouded the large orbs. But he was still lost in their beauty. The tall blond never knew that such small objects could hold so much emotion. "Bruce, Tony, go help Clint and Natasha. I'll stay with her." Steve gestured to the unknown woman. As the two men moved away, the Super Soldier moved closer.

"Ma'am? Are you ok?" Steve saw her tense up and when he reach the edge of the rubble, she started to balk away. Putting his hands up, Steve signaled that he was of no harm. The woman looked over to where Focalor lay frozen, then back to Steve. "Di-Did you do this?" And that's what Steve was worried about.

"Look, he was a bad man-"

"I know he was a bad man! Can you not see the chains? And how do you think that I got this?" She then pointed to the scar that ran over her collarbones.

Steve was taken aback by her sudden brashness and it showed on his face. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude."

Steve. Is the target hostile?

"No. She seems harmless. Someone will need to take Focalor to Fury. What would you propose we do with the target?"

Well, if she's harmless, why don't we bring her back to the tower? We can see why wingboy wanted to keep her so close any why he didn't leave her at his lair.

"Ok. I'll see you back at the tower then." Steve took his hand from his ear where it had been. "Ma'am, will you please come with me?"

"Where? I don't know you besides the fact that you took down my captor so I guess that I should thank you, but still. Go to what I assume will be a white walled cell block and more chains? No thanks."

Steve shook his head. "I wouldn't do that. You would come back to The Tower until director Fury is done with, Focalor." The blond beauty extended his hand to the unknown woman. "Please Ma'am, I promise that no harm will come to you." Taking his hand, heat crept up the woman's face. "Thank you. My master always called me Archangel but my name is (f/n) (l/n)." Steve smiled. "That's a beautiful name." The smile that Steve gave (f/n) could melt even the coldest of hearts. "Let's go. I bet the rest of the team will want to meet you!"


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