Damn! I haven't updated since last year! Get it? No?...oh...okay... Anyway! Thank you for everything! Onward!
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"What are we gonna do then?" Asked a dejected looking Clint as he plopped down on the couch and propped his legs up on the coffee table. All the Avengers, except Thor who was still unconscious, were currently sitting or standing in the living room. Every single one of them still had a troubled look on their faces, only made worse by Fury's statement earlier.
"Well", said Tony as he stood up from a chair, "I don't know about you but I'm going back to my lab." Clint immediately turned and looked at the inventor as if though he were insane. "You're kidding, right?"
"Nope."
"You want to go alone when some crazy shit is happening in here? I suggest we stay together until it's all over," stated Clint with his arms crossed and a firm look plastered on his face.
Rolling his eyes, Tony replied, "I'll be fine, mom. Nobody gets in my lab without me or JARVIS noticing. Besides, it's right downstairs."
The archer's face reddened when he was called 'mom' by Tony and he sputtered. Natasha sighed in annoyance and answered Tony with a small 'Fine' before she rubbing her temples. The Russian sat next to the other agent and groaned when the headache she had developed as a result from her rage earlier didn't go away.
Tony grinned and spun on his heel to the direction of the doorway. He walked out of the living room and down the hall to an elevator. Once he entered, he pressed the button labeled 'Basement' and punched in the code when a screen appeared on the shiny surface. The square turned green when the code was accepted and with a 'ding', the elevator's door slid shut. Jerking a bit, the metallic box lowered itself in a steady pace to the billionaire's lab.
With another 'ding', the door opened and revealed Stark's disordered lab. Sighing in relief, Tony stepped out of the elevator and made a bee-line for his main work-bench. The playboy practically threw himself at his chair once he reached the crowded desk.
Leaning back in his chair, Tony stretched his arms over his head and called out, "JARVIS!"
"Yes sir?" Replied the British AI.
"Tell me if anyone tries to enter the lab, alright?"
"Certainly, sir."
With that, the billionaire reached over to the edge of his work-bench and pressed 'play' on the stereo that laid on the corner. Soon enough, Black Sabbath music spewed out of the speakers with so much volume that the glass walls rattled. Bobbing his head at the rhythm of the song, Tony pulled the piece of armour he had been working on yesterday over and started working on it again.
The poor man never heard the sound of a double-headed axe sinking into a group of cables running along the wall to the ceiling over the wailing of the music. Neither did he hear the weak and panicked 'Sir!' coming from JARVIS before the AI was deactivated.
With a grin that would send shivers down anyone's back, Club yanked his axe out of the wall, which made the now broken wires hang , and rested the head on the floor. He slowly walked out of the shadows towards the billionaire, dragging his weapon behind him. The twin blades made a grating noise against the tiles as they were slid over them.
Once he stopped behind the inventor, Club lifted his axe up and held it with both hands in front of him. Then he swung his arms up and over his head, suspending the weapon in mid-air. The jester's grin grew in size and his green eyes widened in crazed glee.
Tony never noticed the presence behind him as he hummed the song on the stereo and continued fixing the piece of armour.
Club giggled sadistically and swung the axe down over the other's head. But just as the blade was about to bury itself on the man's head, the Joker evaporated into black mist.
A sudden chill went down Tony's back, making him turn around and look behind him. Seeing nothing but empty space, the inventor shrugged and cranked the volume higher on the stereo. Up in the ceiling above Stark, Club appeared standing upside down with his axe clenched tightly in his hands. Giggling again, the jester suddenly impaled the weapon into the ceiling before disappearing and leaving it there. The blade of the axe dug itself halfway through the concrete and spider-webbed the roof with a nasty crack. A few pieces of plaster fell from their place down to the clueless inventor's work-bench.
Noticing the pieces of plaster out of the corner of his eye, Tony turned his head to the edge of the desk where the pieces were and tilted his head in confusion. He reached over to the stereo and turned it off before returning to the plaster. Picking up a little chip, Stark scratched the back of his head and looked up. His eyes almost gauged out when he noticed the axe sticking out of the ceiling.
Tony was about call out to JARVIS when a sudden gust of wind threw him back and out of his chair. Black tendrils rushed out of the shadows and wrapped around his legs before jerking him up and off the ground. The brunette yelled in surprise when one of the tentacle-like objects came to close to his Arc Reactor.
"JARVIS?! Sound the alarm!" Yelled a panicked Tony as he tried to wriggle his way out of the tendrils.
No response.
"JARVIS?!"
This time, there was was response, but not the desired one. Giggling and some clapping made the inventor look in the direction of the glass wall leading to the stairwell outside. His brown eyes widened in confusion and fear when he didn't see anyone standing there, but the noises still came. He suddenly cried out in shock when he felt a sharp pain in his side. Tony struggled once more despite the pain, but his attempts were futile.
Out of no where, Club appeared in front of the inventor, mere inches away from the other's face. "Well hello there! How are you doing today, hmm?" Chirped the insane jester. He giggled like a little kid when Stark didn't answer but instead stared at him with wide and hateful eyes.
"You bastard! Let me down right now!" Roared the angry billionaire.
Club tsked and shook his head in an exasperated manner. He waved a finger in front of the other's face and said in a sing-song voice, "I wouldn't be making demands if I were you~" With a snap of his gloved fingers, one black tendril rushed forward and wrapped around Tony's mouth, effectively shutting him up and providing something similar to a gag.
Tony screamed in rage with a bit of unwanted fear seeping in, but his cries were muffled by the make-shift gag. Club laughed out loud like a mad man and rested a hand over the other brunette's chest. Looking up into the brown eyes of the inventor, the jester saw the emotion in them change from anger and hate to raw fear. Tilting his head in mock confusion, the Joker moved his hand slightly to the left and over the shining Arc Reactor.
Club grinned sadistically and in the blink of an eye, he tore the other's shirt open before ramming his fist into the Reactor, evoking a muffled pained filled scream from Tony. The sharp glass shards exploded outward and rained down on the jester's arm and floor, some even made it as far as his face. Those few shards cut into his skin and made little droplets of blood seep through the wounds, trailing down his face like tear marks before dripping of his chin onto the floor.
Removing his hand from the destroyed Arc Reactor, Club snapped his fingers again and from the ceiling, the double-headed axe tore itself out of the concrete and flew over to the jester's outstretched hand. The Joker spun the weapon like if it were a simple pole before he gripped it tight with both hands and swinging it over his head once more. He looked down at Tony's bowed face and saw the pain in his face along with the blood that was pouring out of his mouth.
The jester laughed insanely and swung the axe down with all his strength just as Tony looked up. The latter screamed as the axe came his way and he slammed his eyes shut, preparing for his agonizing end. All he felt afterwards was the blade of the axe sinking into his shoulder and tearing through his shoulder blade before reaching his-
Tony woke up abruptly. He panted and fingered his chest in panic. The Arc Reactor was intact along with his shoulder. Looking up at the ceiling, the playboy noticed there were no cracks on it. Stark sighed in relief and buried his head in his hands. "JARVIS," he called out weakly.
"Yes sir? What's wrong?"
"Where are the Jokers?"
A glass wall immediately changed its blank screen to camera of the lounge of the mansion. In there, Heart and Diamond were sitting back to back on one couch as they silently watched Club play a rather endearing song on a xylophone. Spade was no where in sight, but Tony heard his quiet"Keseseses~" from the corner of the room. The inventor stared at the jester that was kneeling down in front of the coffee table playing, his brown eyes filled with weariness and a still lingering fearfulness.
Standing up from his chair, Tony dragged himself into the elevator before ramming his finger on the 'First Floor' button. He tilted his head back and sighed in content as the metallic box began to move upward.
~~~~~In the Lounge~~~~~
Spain tapped at the wooden bars of the xylophone with the mallets at the tune of the song he hummed. He rocked back and forth as the music echoed through out the room.
On the couch, France and England yawned together and sleepily said in synch, "Four down, two to go."
On his spot on one of the bean bags that was closer to the corner, Prussia laughed slowly before he drifted off into the realm of sleep, soon followed by the English jester and the French one.
Finishing the song, Spain listened to the quiet breathing of his friends before he stood up, set down the mallets next to their instrument, and walked over to the other bean bag. As he plopped down on the cushiony object, he couldn't help but giggle at the torment he had caused Stark less than five minutes ago. Stretching and sighing through his nose, the Spaniard soon fell asleep as well.
Hello dear people! Happy New Years to began with! Sorry for not updating sooner but recently I've been watching Blue Exorcist ALOT and it seems that it has sucked me in! (not that I'm complaining!) And if you're wondering what song Spain was playing its called 'Ao no Exorcist OST - 12 AOE Suite Fourth Movement : AI'. It's sooooo pretty! I fell asleep the first time I heard it so that's why I wrote the jesters falling asleep at the end. Anyway, enough of my nonsense! See you guys next time! *waves*
PS: Sorry if it's rather short heheh...