"I do not have the patience for petty games!" boomed Thor. He held out his hand for Mjolnir, intent on shocking the new arrival into compliance.
The anonymous gentleman raised his right hand and made a small motion. Seconds later, there was an almighty blast from the building the three avengers were stood in front of. Tony and Steve managed to escape the majority of the blast, due to a combination of the captains' shield and Tony's suit. When the dust had cleared enough from the field to see the destruction, the couple immediately spotted the demi-god trapped under the rubble of the building that had collapsed due to the explosion. His hand and forearm were the only parts of him that was still visible.
"Thor!" Steve yelled as they ran over to him and started to move some of the rubble in an effort to free him, only to have more tumble down from the top of the heap, undoing any progress they had made.
"JARIVS, give me Thor's status," Tony demanded of his A.I. "And figure out how the hell we are going to get him out of there."
"Currently, Master Thor's vitals are slightly below his normal levels. He appears to be unconscious, but breathing without any major difficulties. As for extracting him, I'm afraid that may take some time to complete safely, Sir." JARVIS replied calmly, with as much of a hint of concern as a computer can generate.
Steve rounded on their newest enemy and threw his shield with all his strength. The stranger looked bored as he caught the flying disc in his hand before it could make contact with his body. As he threw the shield to the ground, he looked at the super soldier with a mixture of pity and disappointment.
"Captain, Captain, Captain," he said, shaking his head slowly. "So predictable, I'm disappointed."
"I'm going to ask you once more, who the hell are you?" Tony demanded through his face plate.
"I've already told you Mr. Stark, all will become clear. In time." The stranger stated calmly.
He started to walk around calmly and smugly. "I understand better than most that neither SHIELD, nor the Avengers, negotiate with terrorists. However, I think we can both agree that my organisation and I, are not terrorists."
"You're not terrorists? You come blasting in here, destroying everything in your path, creating panic and chaos throughout the society. By definition, you. Are. Terrorists." Tony explained. Tony then tried to discreetly whisper through his comms to the archer up above them. "Clint, do you have eyes on the girls? Is Charlie alright? Clint? Clint, do you copy?" Why the hell won't that bird brain answer me? He thought angrily. All he could hear was the silence ringing in his years.
"Just in case you're wondering, Agent Barton isn't answering you, because he isn't aware that you've tried to ask him anything," the stranger stated. When a flash of concern passed across Steve's face, the new comer laughed.
"Don't worry, he hasn't been harmed. Not yet anyway. But we have blocked the signal to all of your comms. Couldn't have you making sneaky orders and messing with Pitt plans now, could we?" He asked rhetorically.
"Ok, so you won't tell us your name, you've hinted at an organisation but I'm not going to waste time by asking who that is as its obvious you won't tell us yet. Maybe you can answer this; what do you want from us? You've already informed us that you know we don't negotiate with terrorist organisations. So, seriously, what do you want from the avengers so badly?" Steve questioned the tall man in front of him, trying to take in as many details about him as possible 6'1", well-muscled, brown eyes-like mud. Black hair, greying slightly at the temples, about mid 40's. No greatly distinguishing features. Perfect.
"To distract you," the man stated simply.
"Distract us?" Tony questioned as he and Steve glanced at each other in confusion, before returning their attention to the unknown enemy in front of them. "Distract us from what?"
All of a sudden there was yet another explosion, but this one was quite a few streets away. Even still, their automatic reflexes caused the superhero couple to crouch down and raise their arms to protect their heads from the blast. What the hell was that? Tony thought frantically. He was looking over in the direction of the blast, looking for any clues. That's when he spotted the small form of Clint jumping the void between buildings, on his way to investigate this new threat.
"What the hell is going on?" Steve demanded in his captain America voice, bristling with authority.
"Tony, Steve, you guys hear me? You need to get down here. Now. " Clint could be heard through their earpieces once again.
"Give us a minutes, just dealing with some loose ends here," Tony replied, breathing a small sigh of relieve that the comms were working again.
"Don't make me ask you again!" The super soldier shouted across the sound of an approaching hovercraft. A ladder was lowered down from the bulk head of the jet. The mysterious gentleman climbed the first few rungs, then stopped to yell down to the angry avengers below him.
"I was merely distracting you long enough to acquire your newest asset. Or should I say now our newest asset." The man cackled as the hovercraft lifted up, taking him away from the battlefield.
Neither the genius, nor the super soldier made any attempt to stop his getaway. The couple remained frozen in place, eyes locked in a look bursting with worry and heartache, whilst they whispered to one another in unison, "Charlie..."
A/N So I know this chapter isn't nearly as long as the first one, but I needed to end it where I did. Next chapter is being written and will be uploaded soon. PLease review and let me know what you all think, any and all feedback is welcomed :)