THIS STORY IS BASED ON TRUE EVENTS AND TAKES PLACE 3 MONTHS AFTER THOR:THE DARK WORLD
In London, crowds of people are on phones, screaming, rushing around and being held back by Intelligence Services(MI5, U.N.I.T, S.H.I.E.L.D, Torchwood). There is smoke rising from the crash-site, not far from the Big Ben.
"Fury there's something going on here, we'e gonna check it out" Stark says.
"STARK STAY OFF SITE, DO NOT ENGAGE, THIS IS AN 0-8-4, WE HAVE GOT IT UNDER CONTROL!" Fury protests.
Stark makes static noises into the walkie-talkie "Sorry Fury your voice is breaking up" Natasha rolls her eyes while Clint barely holds back a grin.
Steve shakes his head "You know for a genius you are SO immature"
"You guys coming or what?" Tony grins as he starts backing off towards the crash-site.
"Well someone's obviously got to keep an eye on you" Bruce sighs.
"Mortals...don't know when to turn away" Thor muttered. And so they all followed Stark to the crash-site, the area had been cleared, and only a few agents remained stationed around the crash-site, which was now a series of wrecked buildings. Natasha managed to get herself and the team into the crash-site with ease.
"What the hell is that? 'POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX'" He read.
"How the hell did this get here, it doesn't make an-" Steve started before he was interrupted, the doors of the blue box creaked open.
A bruised girl stood at the doors "You've got to help me" She stuttered "They've taken him, you're his only chance" Bruce and Tony exchanged a look.
"Slow down" Bruce said sympathetically "What's your name love?"
"Cl-Clara" She stuttered "Clara Oswald".