Writer's Note: I'm really happy with how this chapter turned out. SPECIALLY THE ENDING. I think I may have just created the most awesome thing in the history of awesome things. Just damn. The only thing I didn't plan for this chapter is Doom, pretty much, taking over. Well he is Doom, what did I expect?

Another Note: So I've decided to do one more book before heading into Harry Potter. Don't worry guys it isn't to far away. I'm just leaving it till later because some very important stuff gets resolved in the Harry Potter arc. Important stuff meaning the sexual tension. That's all I'm saying.

Warnings: Narked Doom. Sorry for the mental scars I just gave you for life. Also there will be some kind of swearing, some flirting, and the breaking of the fourth wall. But don't worry...it just going to be completely destroyed next chapter anyway so...

Pairings: Steve/Tony, Loki/Thor, one sided! Chekhov/Steve, Bros!Clint and Bruce/Hulk and Clint/Natasha(Which I didn't plan for. But darn it I needed to write that scene in).

Disclaimer: Sadly I still do not own the avengers, or any of the marvel characters that appear in this fanfiction. Woe is me. Well at least I still own Chekhov and The Narrator! That something right? *sobs endlessly*

Reading Rainbow

Chapter Eleven-In which the almighty Doom makes his appearance

The Narrator wasn't stupid, he knew that having a love rival was not enough to make for good drama. He needed some villains, preferably ones that wouldn't turn against him and were easy to manipulate.

With that thought in mind, the Narrator appeared in the room of one of the avengers most colourful of villains.

Victor Von Doom slept, unaware that he now had a visitor, though not for long as the Narrator pulled out a alarm clock(from, it seemed, nowhere) and turned it on.

'BRINNNGGGG BRINGGGGG." The alarm screamed, and Doom was send flying from his slumber.

Raising up from his bed, some how getting across his rage without the need for facial expressions, and roared.

"WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER?!"

The Narrator turned off the alarm clock before answering, "Good morning Mister Doom, I am the Narrator and I wish to ask for your assistance."

Doom glared up at the ceiling, not at all phrased that he was talking to a unseen force, "THE GREAT DOOM DOES NOT ASSIST."

The Narrator laughed, already imaging what Doom's reaction to the news would be, "Oh I think you will want to assist me when you found out what I've done to the avengers."

That seemed to get Doom's attention, as he jumped from his bed, his cape swinging behind him.

"THE AVENGERS?!"

"Yes, the avengers. At this moment are trapped in a world of my design and I came to you because I needed some help destroying them. I'm sure a great villain like yourself will be a great help in destroying the avengers once and for all." The Narrator spoke, making sure to make his voice sound as amazed by Doom's presents as possible, "There is no one else I can turn to but you. No one else is a great a foe then you."

Doom smirked, taken a battle ready pose(though the nightie really ruined the effect he was going for), "WELL WHO I'M I TO TURN SHOULD A CHANGE DOWN. HAVE MY WORD DEAR NARRATOR, BY DAYS END I WILL HAVE DESTROY THOSE AVENGERS ONCE AND FOR ALL!"

The Narrator, already regretting coming to Doom, spoke up, "I can't explain in words how thankful I am Doom! Now then..." With that the Narrator lost the fanboy tone of voice and let out his inner glee, "Have fun! Make sure to mess with the avengers! Bye bye."

Then with a popping sound the great almighty Doom was send falling into a black hole that had suddenly appeared under his feet.

Now that he had his villain, the Narrator returned to his world to check on his favourite play things.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the woods, the great almighty Doom fell from the sky. With a thud he landed. Shaking his head, and the rest of his body parts to insure that nothing had broken, he slowly stood up.

"NARRATOR WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" He roared at the heavens. Shaking a fist at the unresponsive sky. It was then that he noticed that his nightie had vanished leaving Doom in just his cape. And only his cape.

The Narrator would like to say sorry for this, but seeing as he/she/it had no problem putting Thor in a dress, he really wouldn't be.

"WHAT IS THERE TO BE SORRY FOR?! YOU PEASANTS SHOULD BE HAPPY TO BE GRACED WITH THE BEAUTIFUL BODY OF VICTOR VON DOOM."

After that odd shout, Doom went on his way, searching for the avengers.

The Narrator had already found them, and he found them all standing around Chekhov. Staring at him like he had two heads.

"What...how...?" Clint asked, poking Chekhov's arm, "Weren't you a potted plant only like five seconds ago?"

Chekhov, looking a bit out of it, ran his new hands over his new muscle bound body, "I was but now I appear to be a human. Well werewolf..." He turned then, taking a hold of Steve's arm.

"Cap, this is amazing! I'm human...kind of." Chekhov said, happiness leaking out of him in waves.

Steve smiled back, also leaking out waves of happiness, "I'm happy for you Chekhov." He petted Chekhov arm. Unaware of the waves of jealous rage coming from Tony. Though everyone else had noticed it and taken a couple steps back.

Fury, who had transformed back into his wonderful shirtless self, coughed to get everyone's attention, "Well then, putting the fact that a potted pant just became a human being aside for the moment, it appears that we are no longer expected to fight."

Bruce nodded in agreement, "I say your right. The Narrator hasn't shown up to tell us to get back at it...so I guess we are free to go."

Natasha snorted in disgust, "Well that was pointless. It wasn't even a good fight, what kind of vampire story is this?"

Clint shrugged, "One where more talking happens then actually fights."

"That's just boring." Natasha growled, and walked off. Getting odd looks from everyone.

"Its like she enjoy the thought of getting her face ripped off by angry werewolves." Tony whispered, as if scared that Natasha would hear him.

Clint just smiled, clearly love struck, "Yeah...isn't she great?"

Tony stared at him, but said nothing. As he had no right to judge Clint's interests, hell he was in love with a walking American flag.

So the group started walking, though Peter was smart enough to ask this time, "Um guys where are we going?"

The group stopped, clearly from their faces that the thought had not accrued to them.

"Maybe we should look for a house or something. Someplace we can drop Steve off, so he'll be safe." Tony piped up. Feeling the glare from Steve. He could just sensed the argument that would most likely irrupted from that statement,

"Wait a second, I'm not leaving you guys..." Steve started, making a movement to walk up to Tony, with anger clearly itched in ever part of his face.

Tony turned to face him, "Steve..." he didn't get to finish his sentence, because a very familiar voice spoke up.

"Hello! Do you guys miss me?" The Narrator asked cheerfully, ignoring the waves of glares shot up at the sky, "Just thought I give you guys a heads up...You see I go..."

Sadly that sentence would also go unfinished as Doom had finally reached the avengers.

"GREETING AVENGERS. I VICTOR VON DOOM HAVE ARRIVED TO DESTROY YOU!"

The others weren't listening to him as they were all screaming and covering their eyes(yes even Fury).

"Ah. Doom, finally decide to make your appear..."

Doom laughed loudly, drowning the Narrator's voice out, "SCREAM ALL YOU WANT BUT THERE WILL BE NO ESCAPE FOR YOU THIS TIME!"

"For the love of all things holy...PUT ON SOME PANTS!" Tony chocked out, fighting back the urge to throw up everything he had ever eaten in his life.

Thankfully it was at this point that Loki finally waved his hand, using the little bit of magic this

world allowed him to use, to give Doom pants.

"Loki, have I ever told you how much I love you." Peter said, clearly received to see Doom wearing pants.

"No, but I could stand to hear it more." Loki answered, sending a pointed look Thor's way. Who only looked confused back.

"HAHAHA NOW PREPARE YOURSELVES AVE...!"

The Narrator quickly jumped in, "Excuse me, but I am the main villain of this piece! Now then...avengers I hope your ready because things are about to get real awesome! VAMPIRE FIGHT!"

With that, and a loud popping sound, a large group of vampires appeared.

Doom was not happy.

"NO ONE TAKES THE SPOTLIGHT FROM VICTOR VON DOOM!" He roared in anger, before running towards the avengers, his new vampire claws at the ready. "I WILL KILL YOU ALL!"

"Now this is more like it!" Natasha cried happily, kicking a near by vampire in the jaw.

"Have I ever said how much I love you." Clint yelled back at her, as he punched a vampire in the chest.

"You could stand to say it more."

Tony and Chekhov quickly jumped to guard Steve, working together to keep the vampires at bay.

"There is to many of them!" Peter cried out, jumping out of the way of a angry vampire's path. "We need some help."

"Help is on its way!" Clint yelled out, before jumping over a vampire and landing next to Bruce. "Hey Bruce, I think now is a good time for the big green guy."

"I think your right." Bruce said with a smile, then he started to transform.

"Wait, if he transforms now...wont Hulk also be a vampire?" Peter asked, then blinked, "I don't think we are needed anymore guys."

Wolverine seemed to agree, as he just sat on a near by bolder and watched the Hulk appear.

"If I were you guys...I'll run." He said happily to the vampires.

The Hulk let a roar, his new fangs shining.

Doom stared up at him, "OH SH..."

End of Chapter Eleven~!