WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW: Whenever Ashlie gets scared or terrified, her immediate response is to run. This is especially so when a cute boy is anywhere near her.

Chapter Two: Ah! Robot Attack

Ashlie and Claire walked out of the bar only slightly stumbling.

"Try, try, try," Claire laughed between words. "Try to say it again."

Ashlie put one hand on a building and attempted to keep a straight face.

"Excuse me," Ashlie slurred in a horrible Spanish accent. "Is that a mirror in your pocket? Cause I can see myself in your pants." Claire held her side, bending over. "He didn't actually think that would work?"

"I did not want to stay and figure it out. Let's get some coffee."

"Claire, I think you drink too much coffee."

"No such thing." Claire trips and Ashlie tries to catch her. They end up both falling to the ground, laughing. People steeped around them.

A high-pitched scream interrupts their laughter. People start running. Ashlie looks behind them but she sees nothing. As she picked herself up a person pushed Ashlie down, the last think she heard before she blacked out was an explosion.

"Ashlie! Ashlie!" Ashlie opened her eyes to see Steve knelt in front of her. His face was covered with a mask of some sort. Ashlie held a hand to her head. When she brought her hand to her face she saw blood. Her head pounded, or perhaps it was the crumbling building in front of her.

"Ashlie, can you hear me?" Ashlie looked to her left, then to her right. Claire was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Claire? What happened?" Steve closed his eyes. He hung his head.

"Ashlie, please, tell me where you last saw Claire." Ashlie took a moment to push past the pain in her head.

"Right here. We were walking and she fell then…ugh, then I woke up." Steve stood. That's when Ashlie saw his outfit, his…uniform. Steve was Captain America, leader of the Avengers. For some strange reason, part of it being alcohol, Ashlie found this very funny. "You're Captain America." Saying it out loud made her laugh even harder. Steve knelt down again.

"Ashlie, what happened? Tell me everything." Ashlie tried to stop laughing but her body wouldn't let her. Soon her sides were hurting and Ashlie leaned her head back.

"Ha, Captain America." As Ashlie mumbled about him, Steve put a finger to his ear, turning on his speaker.

"I've got a witness, Bucky, take her back to headquarters." Steve looked down at Ashlie. "And get her some water." Steve stood and started to walk away.

"Wait," Ashlie called, "Where's Claire?"

"I'll find her, I promise." With that statement Captain America left Ashlie leaned up against a building.

"This is the weirdest dream." Ashlie said to herself.

"Isn't it?" A man emerged from the shadows. Ashlie's first impulse was to run, but as she attempted, she fell.

"Oh, sorry." The man removed his mask revealing a face so attracting Ashlie couldn't help but drop her jaw in surprise. He held up his hands in a surrender position. "I mean you no harm." That's when Ashlie noticed the silver arm. It looked to be some kind of metal. Her mind made his appearance blurry. "You probably don't want to spend any more time on the ground."

Ashlie pushed her arms up, her boy felt like the weight of a car. Her hands trembled and she started to fall back to the ground. Her face never made the connection with the concrete. She slowly twisted her head around to see Bucky holding her.

"Now, now." He smirked. "Can't have you falling for me just yet. You're not sober yet." Ashlie didn't hear all of what he said but it sounded funny to her, so she laughed. "Steve's right, you need water." Bucky easily lifted her into his arms. He walked down to crumbling New York City street. "You know," he talked to Ashlie, "the last time I was here there was a war." Ashlie responded with "huhs" and "cools" as he told her his story.

Ashlie woke with her head on top of the softest pillow ever. She sighed into the comfort until she realized she was not at her hotel. Her hotel room had red stripes lining the wall, and this place was completely grey. Ashlie quickly sat up, then immediately regretted it as pain shot through her head. She laid her head back down and groaned.

"Oh good, you're awake." Ashlie turned her head to see a man in the bed with her. She screamed and rolled off the bed. The man laughed, Ashlie put a hand to her head, trying to push the sharp pain away. "Sorry." The man said unapologetically. His laugh confused Ashlie, she peeked above the bed. The man was now sitting. He wore a black shirt and…Bucky. The name came to her, along with the other memories from last night.

"Steve will want to speak with you, but I'll sneak you in some coffee before the interrogation." Bucky calmly walked to the door. Ashlie watched him carefully. When the door closed Ashlie jumped up. She supported her weight on a nightstand.

Ashlie went to the window; the sun had barely risen. She opened it, she guessed about a ten foot drop to the bottom. She sat on the ledge and jumped. She hung onto the edge with her fingers and took a deep breath before dropping.

Her bare feet touched grass and she ran. She ran until a giant robot landed in front of her. She fell backward.

"Hello there." The robot said. "You must be Ashlie." Ashlie got up quickly and ran in the opposite direction. "Wait."

Ashlie ran, the sun rose and light filled her eyes. Then the sun wasn't in her eyes anymore. She looked to see a giant bird floating above her. It landed.

It wasn't a bird, but a man, a flying man. Ashlie's eyes grew die and she pushed her legs faster.

Ashlie saw a metal fence getting closer, she didn't dare look back. She took a big leap and jumped onto the fence. She swung her legs over and dropped down.

The robot, flying man, and some other figures were rushing toward her, yelling but Ashlie couldn't hear anything above the sound of her heart pounding. Ashlie's legs screamed in pain but she kept going. By the time she got to her hotel her feet were bleeding and she had a hard time breathing normally.

"Good morning, Miss Ashlie- Oh my God!" Sebastian ran to her. "What happened?"

"I think I just met the Avengers." Ashlie swayed and collapsed in Sebastian's' arms.

Sebastian awkwardly held her. He picked her up and carried her inside.

"Sebastian, what the hell happened?" The front desk lady dropped the pen that was twirling between her fingers.

"I have no idea, Abby. May I have a key to her room please?" Abby reached into the desk and pulled out a room key. Sebastian took hold of it and walked toward the elevators.

"Tourists." Abby whispered.