Chapter 8

"I am agent Romanov," the red-haired woman said.

"Hey sis! Nice to up an' make your motherfuckin' acquaintances, my name's Gamzee Makara." The highblood clown shot the agent a dopey grin and leaned back against the wall of the interrogation room, swinging an arm over his moirail's shoulder.

"I think it is best we get introduced all at once," Aradia said. "May I?" The others nodded in agreement.

"My name is Aradia Megido. As five of my friends, I am a troll, native of the planet Alternia. These are Sollux Captor, Karkat Vantas, Kanaya Maryam and Terezi Pyrope" she started. "Then there are the eight humans: John Egbert, Jade Harley, Jane Crocker, Jake English, Rose and Roxy Lalonde and Dave and Dirk Strider. Davesprite, who used to be a human as well, but emerged with a crow and became a sprite, and of course the mayor! He's a native of Derse."

"And what are you all doing here?" agent Romanov asked, trying not to let them know how confusing this all was.

"Fuck if we know," Karkat grumbled.

"We didn't even know we could go to a difference universe," John added. "This is great! Maybe we're finally free from the game!"

"What game?" Romanov asked curiously. She had heard them mentioning a 'game' before, but no one had explained it yet.

Instead of answering, the group quieted down. Suddenly, the floors and walls had become a lot more interesting than the red-headed interrogator.

"We rather not talk about it," Jane said quietly.

"Why not?"

"'cause it killed a lot of our friends," Terezi answered frowning.

Agent Romanov stared at the somber faces of the teens. It wasn't like she hadn't seen a lot as the Black Widow, but something told her these kids had gone through things much worse than any of the Avengers could imagine. After all, if these kids were to believe, they had come from an alternate universe that got destroyed. They had even witnessed the destruction of their own planets. Except maybe the mayor, she didn't really know what to make of him. The weird black skinned… whatever he was, with his 'mayo' tape, hadn't uttered a word since she and her partner had found them. Romanov even started to doubt that he could talk.

"How old are you?" she asked, trying to keep the interrogation going.

"I don't know about the mayor, but I'm pretty sure the rest of us is 16," Dave said.

"Pretty sure?"

"We are definitely 16, but the trolls don't count in years, so that makes it a little harder," John answered, smiling a little awkward.

"Ok, so how old are the trolls then?" agent Romanov asked.

"Seven and a half sweep, which is basically the same fucking age as these nooksniffers," Karkat said.

"You sure about that, kitten? You actually got the right height for a seven-and-a-half year-old," Dave said, smirking.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU THINKPAN ROTTEN SHADES WEARING FUCKTARD! I'M GOING TO-"

"Shoosh, brother," Gamzee said while papping Karkat's check.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK AL-"

"Shooosh!"

Karkat relaxed in the tender embrace of the lanky clownboy with a quiet sigh. He tried (and failed) to glare at Sollux, who had been laughing at him the whole time.

"Oh my Gog, KK, you are hilariouth!" the young psionic cried out, clutching his stomach in silent laughter.

Agent Romanov watched intrigued how all the tension disappeared from the room when the teens started laughing and joking around. She couldn't help but let a small smile of herself when she noticed how normal these kids could be, even if the majority didn't look like it.

Soon, Natasha was messaged by Fury to stop the interrogation. It was pretty obvious that they weren't getting much out of it anyways. Natasha stood up and told the rather large group of aliens to follow her. S.H.I.E.L.D. had decided it would be best that they would be living in Stark Tower along with the Avengers for the time being and that was exactly where Natasha was leading them.

When they arrived, they were greeted by the other Avengers. Tony was the first to walk up to them with a yovial gesture.

"Welcome at Stark Tower home of the worlds most advanced technology… and earths greatest heroes. I'm Tony Stark, also better known as Iron Man. These are Steve Rogers, or Captain America, Dr. Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, or Spiderman, Logan… whatever his last name is, better known as Wolverine, and Clint Barton, or Katniss."

"Fuck you Stark!" Clint growled.

"Don't worry! We know who you are, right guys?" John cut in excitedly.

"No," Karkat grumbled, crossing his arms and glaring at the heroes in front of them.

"Oh, well… at least I do…" John said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Uh, how do you know who we are if you're not even from our universe?" Dr. Banner asked confused.

"apparently, we all got our own comics in their world… err, had," Peter answered, smiling proudly at the others.

"Cool!" Clint said. "That way they know I'm Hawkeye and way better than Katniss!"

Ok, so I know it's been like... 2 months since I updated this story and if I continue it, it's gonna be a long wait for the next one too.

But like I said if 'cause I'm not really in the mood to keep this going.

Maybe one day I'll pick this up again, I don't know, but right now, I'm doing a lot of other stuff, so lets just say I put this story on hold.

(I acctually already did, but I thought you guys deserved at least one new chapter, so... here it is!)

I'm sorry. :(