ThatOneSpirit: Thanks for the suggestion! :)

KingPlasma: I never got my question answered. Is Anti-Plasma an evil alter ego or not? Will I always be left in mystery about this? Thank you for your suggestions! ;)

Chapter 10

Natasha was falling fast, barely missing the inferno below. She could be thinking of herself- how she was going to survive, but all she was thinking, hoping, and praying was that Erika would make it out okay, that her friend would be fine.

Friend... it was a foriegn word to the assasin. The only 'friend' she had had for a long time was Clint... then the Avengers initiative had happened. That had given her a whole new set of friends; friends that didn't care what she had done in the past.

So as she fell, she mused. Little did she know, that when Erika had screeched before flipping her to safety, she had called for a dragon to catch her. So with what could be the Night Fury's last breath, Erika had stayed true. A dragon suddenly swooped under her, and Natasha landed on it's back. It was big and brown. It glided down to the beach, laning and letting her slide off.

Natasha absentmidedly gave the dragon a pat of thanks, turning to the rapidly disappearing black dot that was Erika. Everyone was silent as she disappeared. All the dragons landed on the beach, silently mourning their fallen new Alpha.

Cilnt watched the skies as flashes of blue and red lit the skies above. Then Erika came streaking down, out of the cloud cover. He could barely make out the line of fading blue on her back, and the spot of red- Natasha's bright hair.

When the dragon exploded, everyone cheered. But the mood was quickly drenched when Erika had to weave through the spikes on the monster's back. When it was clear she wouldn't make it over the tail, Falcon had started taking off- it was too late. Cap gasped as she spun Natasha off, and sacraficed herself for her teammate.

Sam took off to catch the rapidly falling assasin, but a big brown dragon swooped under her, stopping her fall, and gliding to the beach. It had four wings, and it's head was rather like an owl's. It crouched and spread one of it's wings to let Natasha slide off. Natasha gave it a pat, smiling sadly.

A portal opened in front of them, and they were blown back by the force of it. Thor, Iron Man, and four warriors were standing where it once was. Thor looked good as new, and Tony was holding a very old looking book. The warriors were instantly on the ready, starting to charge the dragons, who hissed, flaring their wings. Thor and Iron Man held them back, as the rest of the team stood in front of them.

The owl-like dragon hissed, annoyed. A purple and black spike-tailed one shot a spine at them. Tony ducked and rolled, letting his armour shift into his suitcase.

Leaving every weapon he had behind, he slowly approached the dragon. "Shhh, it's okay..." he trailed off, rubbing it under the chin. It's spikes went down. "Yes, what a pretty girl." the dragon made a pleased squak. "Pretty Nadder, pretty Nadder. Come on" he trailed off, leading the now-known Nadder toward Clint.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Tony reached back and grabbed his hand, placing it gently on the Nadder's snout. The dragon turned to Hawkeye, taking him in. It cocked it's head, then crouched to let the archer climb on. "I have a feeling we are going to make a really good team." he told the Nadder. She trilled.

Tony did the same to each of the other Avengers, Sif, and the warriors three. Natasha got a red Changewing, Hulk got a green and grey Rumblehorn, Falcon got a red and white Monstorous Nightmare, Cap got a blue Hobblegrunt, Thor got a small fleet of Skrills, the warriors three each got a Thunderdrum, Spidey got a Deathsong, and Sif got a Whispering Death. Tony had a few Stormcutters.

They split up- some riding, some flying alongside them. "Look for Erika!" called Cap over the comms. "And any sign of Loki!"

Tony put in his input. "Nadders, Hobblegrunts, and Rumblehorns are tracking dragons. See if they can pick up a scent." They all fanned out, gliding above the dying fire.

Clint's Nadder suddenly dove down, rapidly approaching the ground. He leaned forward over her black head spikes, careful not to impale himself. "Is that what I think it is?" he asked, as the dragon landed. Gasping, he ran forward. There, lying against a piece of the Bewilderdeath's tusk, was a black scaled mass. The Nadder trilled sadly. He walked slowly up to her, kneeling down next to the Night Fury. "Guys, I found Erika."

Soon they were all gathered around her, taking in her tattered tailfin, and the multiple gashes. She moaned, shifting slightly. Natasha was clenching and unclenching her jaw anger at Loki. She was alive, barely.

They heard a cry of pain and a Norse curse to the left. They all turned to see Loki, crushed under the wheight of Hulk's Rumblehorn. He cursed again, struggling to get out. The dragon looked at him, disgusted. Thor stormed over, picking his adopted brother up by the collar of his cloak.

Cap looked at him sternly. "Change Erika back." on a hunch, he looked around to all the dragons. "All of them."

Loki chuckled dryly. "Perceptive, aren't you?" he asked. He proceeded to pull green mist from each of them. They all fell, gasping for breath. When the mist left them, they were greeted by an unconsious Loki, and hundreds of dragon hybrids. Erika was back to normal- actually, almost normal...

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