Remnant's Mightiest Heroes!
Chapter 6: Assault on Avengers Tower
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S.H.I.E.L.D Helicarrier
"AAAGH!" Yang landed the finishing blow on the last ninja. The klaxon sounded, ending RWBY's exercise. One by one, the ninjas shimmered to reveal the white chassis of android bodies. According to Fury, these were Light Model Decoys. LMD for short. The Japanese shrine that this bout took place returned to the training arena.
"That's a wrap!" Ruby leaned on the scythe she borrowed for the duration of camp. "Did you guys know that these LMD's can replicate not just our skills but also our powers? Or in our case, semblances?"
"Really?" Yang panted. "In that case, I'm glad that they didn't replicate Blake."
"Why?" Blake asked as she removed her kurasagima from the chest of an LMD.
"Don't play innocent with me, Belladonna," Weiss wagged her finger at her. "The last thing we need is a team of LMD's replicating you! A team of ninjas is difficult, imagine what would happen if they were all Blake's? We couldn't even win a game of tag without touching a shadow clone."
Everybody laughed at the memory while Blake just smirked at them. Together, they walked away just as the doors opened to admit Nick Fury and Carol Danvers.
"So, Nick?" Yang smiled. "How'd we do?"
"This scenario is designed to test how you'll act in an unexpected situation," Fury said with a stern look. "All of you did poorly."
Everyone lost their composure and hunched down at that. Righting themselves, they looked at the director of S.H.I.E.L.D incredulously.
"How?" Weiss demanded. "No offense director, but we defeated the enemy. Not to mention that we've come out unscathed."
"The best damage is no damage," Fury said, pulling out a remote and pressing a button. The battle scenario returned, and he assessed the field. "While you are busy tangling with the LMD's, you failed to take note of the collateral damage."
Team RWBY looked at the scene and felt themselves cringe. Now that they had gotten a look, it is clear that they had wrecked it. The red gate, a torii they called in a country called Japan, had been sliced clean off when Ruby was fighting a few LMD's. Weiss used a glyph to push several of the LMD's into the building. A crater had been made from where Yang punched her LMD into the ground.
"Okay…" Ruby said. "So, we still need some work. At least this was all a simulation, right?"
"Yes, this was all a simulation," Fury's voice made her flinch. "But what if this is the real world? Look around you, is this the way the Avengers would've done it? Much less Captain America? He could easily mop the floor with these LMD's in ten seconds without lots of collateral damage. The four of you took four minutes, and while we are on the subject, are you planning on paying for the damage you caused?"
"Well, no…I mean…" Ruby tried to get out but have trouble with the word. The best she could do is sigh. "I promise we'll get better."
"At ease. I'm not here to grill you. Captain Danvers here has some news for you." Fury gestured to Carol, who stepped forward.
"On behalf of the Avengers, I'd like to extend an invitation to Avengers Tower."
That took them by surprise.
"Really?" Ruby asked in excitement.
"We've discussed it, and we feel that you've had been worked a little too much," Fury said.
"We?" Carol flashed a knowing smile at him, to which he gave a sharp glare.
"So, you will be going on leave," Fury continued. "Get your mind some rest and your bodies some rest. You can even explore New York while you're at it."
"That sounds grand," Pyrrha said with a big smile.
"Also, it's Hulk's way of apologizing for dropping you off in the Savage Lands," Carol said, much to their amusement. "He's sorry that he dropped you off there."
Everybody didn't need to be reminded. For their survival lesson, Hulk somehow got the coordinates mixed up and landed them in a place teeming with the supposed to be extinct species called dinosaurs. Despite the danger, they had a splendid time. Nora manages to ride a tyrannosaurus rex and Ruby made a new friend who happened to be there at the time. Yang even got to wrestle with some of them. However, some didn't share their sentiments.
"Just make sure he doesn't do that again," Weiss shrilly replied.
"Same here," Blake groaned. "I keep having nightmares about the velociraptor."
"Is there a safe way to view them?" Jaune asked. Behind him, Nora is fantasizing about a red T-Rex while Ren is trying to snap her out of it. "Because some of us would like to know more about them."
"All in one place: a museum," Carol replied. "Now get your things and head to the top deck. We leave in five."
By the time JNPR boarded the Quinjet, they are on their way. Captain Marvel flew behind them. Nick Fury stared after them as the distance between them and the Helicarrier increased every minute.
Unfortunately, this also caused somebody to be sick.
"Ugh," Jaune clutched his chest as his motion sickness took over. "Anyone got my medicine?"
"Here," Pyrrha rummaged through one of the bags and pulled out an orange bottle. She opened it and passed it to her leader, along with some water. "You nearly forgot this."
"Thank you," Jaune gratefully took it. He popped a pill into his mouth and drank the water.
"Isn't this great?" Weiss asked. "After spending weeks inside the biggest prison, doing the closest thing to torture, we finally get out to smell the fresh air."
"The Helicarrier wasn't a prison," Natasha called out from the cockpit. "If you want to see a prison, I can introduce you to four of the biggest prisons ever. Some of which I've escaped."
"Hopefully, not," Weiss said, frowning.
"It might do you some good," Natasha said over her shoulder. "It was right after the Chitauri invasion that every supervillain broke out from every prison we sent to. It would be handy to know who broke out and what they're capable of."
"I heard about that," Blake said. "It was when the Avengers are officially formed. How many broke out?"
"About Seventy-Five," She replied, much to their surprise. "Seventy-Four because we took down one closest to New York. We stuck together just to round them back up. Eventually, we got them all back in prison, though we have cases of them breaking out again."
"Just like in the comics," Ruby exclaimed. Natasha rolled her eyes at that one. "So, who did you fight? The first guy I mean."
"Franklin Hall, AKA Graviton. Fury invited him to attempt to recreate Abraham Erskine's super-soldier program."
"Wait, Fury?" Yang asked in surprise, eyes narrowing. "Why would he want to make another super soldier program? Last I heard, most of them have ended up in disaster."
"So that he can protect the earth," She replied. "With the threat levels increasing, he knew it was only a matter of time before the day came when they have to fight a threat. He wanted to have people ready to step up when the Avengers initiative is activated."
"But why wouldn't he tell us?"
"Because he's the spy. Lesson one of spycraft Yang, everybody has secrets," Natasha looked over her shoulder. "But you have to know that Fury can be trusted. I know it from experience. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here."
Yang stared at her and relaxed her gaze. Deep down, she knew Natasha is right. Fury may act a little shady, but he did have the best interests in mind. He offered them sanctuary onboard the Helicarrier when they are stranded on earth for who knows how long.
It still doesn't make up for his secrecy, even if he is a super spy.
"Anyway, Doctor Hall thought that that gravitational forces may be the key to the original formula. However, something went wrong and Fury ordered him to stop the experiment. He refused and continued the experiment."
"Let me guess," Nora said. "An explosion occurred, and he gained powers over gravity. After that, he went mad with power and tried to kill everybody. It's also why he is called Graviton."
Everybody stared at her. Even the Black Widow looked surprised by her spot in the cockpit.
"Impressive Nora. Though Fury managed to knock him out before he could do any damage when he woke up. He was locked up in the raft for several years when the breakout occurred. It was difficult, but we managed to get him back to prison. Before you ask where I'm afraid it's classified."
"Have you tried curing him?" Jaune asked. "I mean, removing his powers? Because that might solve the problem."
"Believe me, we are still working on that," Natasha said. "Anyway, if you will look out your windows, you'll get a closer look at New York City. Nicknamed the Big Apple."
Everyone pressed up against the windows. Below, they can see the towering structures of the city. They passed by a green statue of a lady holding a tablet and torch. The huntsmen-and-huntresses-in-training learned later on that it is the statue of liberty. To describe it as breathtaking would be an understatement.
"I think I see Times Square," Weiss said excitedly as she took in the electronic billboards advertising. Already she was looking forward to seeing some of their Broadway shows. When they get the chance of course.
"Yep, there is a lot to see here," Natasha said. "I should point out that some parts of New York have it rough. Especially after the invasion. But if you will look ahead of you now, we are arriving at our destination."
Everyone immediately walked straight to the cockpit. Being careful not to crowd Natasha, they gazed out the window as Avenger's Tower came into view. The stylized A shone as it stood in constant vigilance. As the quinjet lowered, they can see some of the Avengers out to greet them.
"Welcome to the tower," Natasha said as she lowered the ramp. "It was originally called the Stark Tower. But after the invasion, Stark converted it into a base of operations for us."
Teams RWBY and JNPR and grabbed their bags and descended the ramp.
"Hey guys," Stark greeted. "Enjoyed your flight?"
"It's nice to get a break from Bootcamp," Blake admitted as Carol landed behind them. "Thank you for having us."
"It's the least we could do," Hulk said. "I'm sorry that I stuck you guys in the Savage Lands."
"That's okay big guy," Yang patted his arm. "At least Ruby managed to make a new friend."
"Yeah! Moon Girl and I— Hey! What do you mean at least?"
"I love Devil Dinosaur!" Nora exclaimed. "I want my own!"
"I don't think that would be happening anytime soon," Carol said. "You still got your final exam to worry about."
"Final exam?" Jaune asked.
"Yep," Steve said. "Pass it, and you are officially done with Bootcamp."
Everybody cheered at that.
"Really?" Weiss asked. "Does that mean no more physical training?"
"Or running laps without using our semblance?"
"Just because you exit Bootcamp doesn't mean you stop training," Tony clarified. "But yeah, no more drill sergeant. You're free to train at your own pace. Cap?"
"I can't give you details about it. For now, would you like a tour of the—" The captain was interrupted by the doors opening. Clint came rushing out.
"Hawkeye?" Steve asked.
"We got trouble Cap," Clint said. "Breakout at the Vault."
"What happened?" Carol asked, already dreading the answer.
"Fury didn't give me all the details," Clint said. "But it's not a massive breakout like the last time. Just our favorite squadron."
"Squadron Supreme?" Stark groaned, palming his head. His fellow Avengers shared the same sentiments. "Great. We have to deal with these a-holes again?"
"Unfortunately," Steve sighed.
"Um. Excuse me?" The Avengers turned to Ruby, who had raised her hand. The silver-eyed girl squeaked lightly at being the center of attention. "Not to be rude, but who are Squadron Supreme?"
"Like you, they are an alien race similar to us," Natasha replied. "Also similar to us, they were a team of remarkable people who fought to protect the weak. Like us."
"If they are like you then why are they in prison?" Jaune asked.
"The problem was their methods, Mr. Arc" Stark said darkly, making Jaune flinch. "They suddenly got the idea that the solution to their world's problems was to conquer it and rule it. They took on more than just crime-fighting and super-villains, they tackled poverty, hunger, the environment, and public health. Anyone who so much as steals something ends up getting capital punishment."
"Regardless, time is of the essence," Steve pulled out a card with the Avengers symbol. On the upper right is a picture of him in his uniform. "To all Avengers, we have a priority mission at the Vault. Any near the area is to stall the enemy until the rest of us arrive."
The Captain finished and stowed his card. He turned to teams RWBY and JNPR. "I'm sorry, but it looks like the tour will have to wait."
"Yep," They popped the last part. Yang bashed her fists together. "So, what do you say we go and kick these guys butts?"
"We?" Stark asked. "Sorry goldilocks, but you and your friends aren't coming."
"What?!" Everyone shouted in protest.
"But we can help," Ruby insisted. She was met, to her dismay, by shakes of their heads."
"I agree with Tony," Steve defended. "Squadron Supreme is too big for you. It will be like sending you to your deaths. That is something we cannot allow."
"But we've been training for weeks!" Yang protested in anger. "So, what if it's a few mere supervillains! We can handle them!"
"These mere super-villains also happen to have destroyed their planet," Tony nearly shouted at her level. Yang's eyes returned to lilac as she registered his words. "Right after their entire world protested against them. They had no problem killing anyone who disagrees with them. So, what does a bunch of rookies who have no clue about what they're doing have?"
He glared at them. They showed a look of shock as this was the first time, he yelled at them. Tony's expression softened.
"Don't get me wrong. You guys have enormous potential. We just don't want to see it disappear before it can accomplish something. Just start small and then move on to the big. Your time will come, I promise."
Then, Tony turned around and walked to the edge of the helipad. Before they could ask, he calmly stepped off the edge. Panicking, they rushed to the edge and stared down at his falling figure as it grew smaller.
"Is he crazy?" Weiss shrieked. "He's going to kill himself!"
"Don't worry," Carol told them. To their astonishment, she was smiling. "Believe it or not, this isn't the first time he pulled this stunt."
Puzzled, they returned their gaze to the edge of the helipad. Just in time to see a streak of red rushing up to their position. Startled, they fell back on their rear ends as Tony flew up in the air, clad head to toe in the Iron Man armor.
"Try not to burn down the house while we're gone," Tony spoke to them. Then to the captain. "I'm going up ahead. Knowing Nighthawk, he might have a bomb set up."
"We'll meet you there," Steve called after them. "Carol will assist you." Tony flew away, breaking the sound barrier. Carol's head became encased in a mask as she flared a golden aura. She leaped into the air and flew after Stark.
"Natasha, prep the quinjet," Steve ordered. Natasha nodded and rushed back to the quinjet. He turned to the teenagers.
"I know that you all want to help, but please understand."
They stared at him for a moment, then hang their heads in resignation.
"Alright," Ruby sighed.
"We'll talk later," He turned and rushed to the quinjet. Clint moved to follow him but stopped. HE turned back to the teenagers.
"I know this won't make up for it, but we have some games and food that you can access while we're gone," Clint said. "If anything should happen, ask J.A.R.V.I.S to contact us. Just do one favor, please?"
"What is it?"
"Eat everything before Hulk gets back," He answered blandly. "Trust me, I think you'll be thankful."
Then he rushed to the quinjet, just as the ramp is closing. The quinjet rose into the air and flew off into the sky. The team of students stared off after the Avengers. Then they walked back to their bags.
"This is bullshit," Yang grumbled as they walked to the entrance to the tower.
"Well we did come here to relax anyway," Weiss said. "I mean, it's not like we expected to suddenly go off to fight villains right off the bat."
Little did she know how wrong she was.
Below the ground, in the shadows, someone else is watching the Avengers flight. Bentley Wittman watched as the quinjet disappeared over the Horizon. Then, he turned his attention to Avengers Tower. The very tower where the so-called technological titan of the century had built. Thanks to him and Richards, nobody paid attention to him and his amazing intellect. He smiled evilly at the thought of bringing it down. But first, he must complete the job his employer gave him.
"Alright Gentlemen," Bentley turned to his three associates. He levitated himself off the ground. "The Avengers have taken the bait. I trust you all know what to do?"
"Of course, boss," They all replied.
"Please, call me The Wizard. It is my legal name after all."
"Take that!" Ruby shouted as Sakura gave Balrog a Chin Buster kick.
"No! You take this!" Yang's fingers quickly flew over the buttons and sticks of the PlayStation controller. Just as Chun Li thought she was safe, Balrog activated his critical art. Pumping his fist, a blue and red pair of contrails surrounding him, he dashed forward and landed the final blow on Chun Li.
"K.O!"
"Yes!" Yang jumped up and pumped a fist whilst Ruby slumped down despondently at her team's fourth loss. "Looks like even on a different planet, I remain victorious!"
The teenagers had gathered in the living space of Avengers Tower. Despite being despondent about not being able to help, they were having a good time. They immediately took a liking to Street Fighter V, which is almost similar to a game back home. Two teams are formed, one side had Yang, Nora, and Ren. The other had Ruby, Jaune, and Pyrrha. Weiss and Blake chose not to participate, the former saying it wasn't her taste.
"Come on Weiss," Ruby pleaded to her partner sitting on the couch with Blake, who is reading a book. "Together we can be unbeatable!"
"For the last time, no," Weiss adamantly refused for the fourth time. "I'm not into videogames. Not to mention one that allows this kind of barbarity."
"It's not barbaric Weiss," Yang said. "It's a fun fighting game. It helps exercise hand-eye-coordination, teamwork, and not to mention cool combos!"
"It also makes callouses on your fingers," Weiss retorted. "I don't want my fingers ruined."
"Have it your way," Yang muttered. She picked up her controller "Anyone wants to go another round?"
"No thanks," Nora groaned, her stomach grumbling. "All that gaming made me hungry."
"Same here," Jaune agreed. He walked over to the fridge and opened it. He whistled at the contents. "They weren't kidding about the food. There has to be enough to feed a small country."
"Or a Hulk for a week," Ren said, reaching for some ingredients.
"OOH!" Nora suddenly appeared at his side. "Are you going to make pancakes, Renny? Are you? Are you? Are you?"
Ren smiled and began to take out ingredients for her requested food. After seeing that nobody was going to keep playing with her, Yang began scrolling down a selection of games. Ruby stood up and spoke to the air.
"J.A.R.V.I.S? Did Mr. Stark finish our weapons?"
"Just yesterday," The artificial voice of the chauffeur spoke throughout the living room. "Mr. Stark had finished applying the weapons final upgrades. He's left the job of painting it to you. Though I would advise against trying to access them. Mr. Stark has locked them away in the armory of the lab. Only he can access them through biometric scans."
"Dammit," Ruby cursed under her breath. But Pyrrha happened to be walking by to assist her team in making Pancakes. She can already tell what's going on in her mind.
"You're still mad about what happened?"
"Of course," She said. "We've been training to fight for most of our lives. No offense Jaune."
"None took."
"We've also been training with this world's greatest heroes and super-spy. Now we are just sitting here playing video games, reading books, and eating stinking pancakes!"
"I object to that pancake remark!" Nora shouted, her mouth dripping with maple syrup. Ren took the bottle away before she could down it.
"But she does have a point," Yang pointed out, stopping the game to look at them. "We should be out there kicking some villain butt. We didn't train our butts off just to sit on the sidelines."
"Didn't you hear what Tony said?" Jaune asked. "These guys have no problem killing us. Besides, they took the only Quinjet to the Vault. We don't even know where that is."
"J.A.R.V.I.S, could you guide us to the training area?" Pyrrha asked the A.I.
"Certainly Miss Nikos. Just walk to the elevator and—"
He was suddenly cut off.
"J.A.R.V.I.S?" Ruby asked tentatively. Then they all jumped when the klaxon sounded with lights flashing red.
"Alert!" J.A.R.V.I.S. spoke again. Despite his calm demeanor, they could read the panic behind his words "Protocols are being overwritten. Defenses offline…. Communications failing…. initiating safehouse protocol…"
Finally, he shut down.
"Someone's in the house," Blake said, fear in her voice. No sooner than she said it that the elevator opened. Outstepped a man in a high-tech set of purple armor.
"Ah…Avengers Tower…what was once a monument to the so-called technological titan…" Then the man noticed the children staring at him. Beneath the helmet, they could tell an eyebrow is raised in confusion. "Is now home to some snot-nosed children?"
The teenagers immediately got into defensive positions. They don't have weapons, but they're pretty confident that they could take this man on.
"Who are you calling snot-nosed?" Weiss demanded. She glared at her partner, who was chuckling under her breath despite the situation then back at the stranger. "And for that matter, who are you? As you probably know, this is the headquarters of the Avengers. We happen to be guests, while you happen to be trespassing."
"Oh, I know this is their headquarters," He said dismissively, much to her chagrin. "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of luring them away."
"Luring them away?" Jaune asked. After a few seconds, his eyes widened in realization. "It was you! You're the one who broke out the Squadron Supreme!"
"Indeed."
"Why would you do that?" Blake demanded in anger. "Tony mentioned that these guys are dangerous to let loose. That's why they were locked up in the first place."
"It's also why they are the perfect bait," He smugly remarked to their anger. "They are dangerous enough that even S.H.I.E.L.D can't contain without the Avengers. Don't get me wrong, I'm no fan of them either. But if they live up to their name, then the Avengers will have them back behind bars in no time. By the time they return, we'll be long gone, and no one will know."
"But we do," Yang growled, cracking her knuckles with her prosthetic hand. "By the time they get back, your butt will already be kicked!"
"Yang, No!" Ruby shouted but it was already too late. The blonde brawler was already rushing at him, prosthetic fist raised. The Wizard just stood there with his arms crossed behind his back, smirking. Yang's metal fist made contact and crumpled against a force field. She skidded to a stop and pulled her arm back.
"Forcefield," He smugly clarified. "A must-have for every occasion. My second recommendation would be Wonder Gloves."
He lifted his hand and fired an energy blast at Yang. Thanks to her aura, she survived. However, that still didn't protect her from the knockback of the blast. Her back hit the floor right where she was standing before.
"Hmmm…." Wizard stroke his chin. "Normally, a blast like that would incapacitate a person. I guess there is more to you than meets the eye. No matter…"
He held up his hands in mock surrender before they could charge at him. Unlike before, they held back warily, studying him.
"Before you all decide to do something rash, I realized that I've been rude. You've politely introduced your friends, so I feel it's only fair I do the same. Allow me to introduce…"
He stepped to the side to avoid a blast of white liquid substance. It streamed toward the downed Yang just as she was getting up. The substance struck her in her torso, and much to her horror, on some of her hair. Everyone except The Wizard stared at her in shock. They knew what was going to happen next.
"You…" She seethed as her eyes turned red. "You bastard! I'm going to—"
Yang tried to get up but found herself unable to. Despite that, she struggled to get out of the substance to no avail. The blonde brawler looked at the substance in confusion, realizing that it had hardened and kept her in place. Then she glared back at The Wizard as a new player emerged. He wore a brown and yellow suit with an orange helmet exposing only his face. In his hands, he wields a pair of pistols, with hoses connecting them to a pair of canisters on his back.
"Meet my associate, Trapster. As you can see, he has a thing with paste."
"I noticed," Yang growled, her eyes still red. "Just wait until I get my hands on you…"
Behind them, the windows shattered. They turned around as a huge figure stormed into the room. It is a purple humanoid wearing only skintight red shorts. It roared as it spread its wings, then charged forward, grabbing Nora and Weiss.
"Another associate of mine. Call him Dragon Man. Last and certainly not least…"
Ruby, Pyrrha, Blake, and Ren felt something slither against their legs. They looked down to see sand crawling around their legs. Before they could react, the sand erupted around them, wrapping them around in a vice-like grip. They tried to get out. But every time they freed themselves from the sandy restraints, they found themselves caught in a stronger vice. Another mass of sand formed, forming a humanoid shape with a triangular cut of hair.
"The Sandman. Together, we are the Frightful Four." The Wizard finished to the captured teenagers. He pressed his fists on his hips and thrust out his chest with pride.
"The Frightful Four?" Ruby asked quizzically, still struggling in the sand tentacles grip. A memory from Bootcamp flashed in her head. "Didn't Hawkeye beat you guys a while back? He told me the story once."
The Wizard snarled. "Of course, he did. Stark, Richards, and the Avengers! They always treated us like we're common thugs. Not to mention me like a side-show! Always not taking us seriously! But after today, that changes."
"Is that why you're here? To get revenge?" Weiss demanded, face scrunching in pain from Dragon Man's grip. "I thought you didn't want them to know that you were here?"
"Of course, we don't want them to know we were here," He answered impatiently waved his hand at her. "Why did you think I hacked into Stark's security grid. At least not for a while. The Avengers will eventually find us, but after we finish our job, we'll get the necessary funding to upgrade our equipment and a new headquarters. By the time they find us, we'll be ready for them. But I believe I have said too much. Sandman, please restrain them and… wait. Shouldn't there be eight of you?"
He was looking specifically at Sandman's prisoners. Last he checked, there was supposed to be an Asian looking boy and a black-haired girl with the red girls. But as it turns out, he only held two out of the four.
"Boss?" Trapster flared his nostrils. "Is something burning?"
Then, it started raining. Specifically, the fire alarm activated and started sprinkling water at full force. To normal people, it would just result in them being drenched. But in Sandman's case, it is a great weakness. Already, he had lost form, the sand that made up his body becoming soft and heavy for him to control. His grip on Ruby and Pyrrha loosened, freeing them from his grasp.
"W-Wizard! T-turn… it… o-o-off!" Sandman gurgled through the water, his face already melting upon the floor.
"Give me a second," Wizard gritted his teeth. In his HUD, he is accessing the fire control systems. Somewhere, he heard a crash, which sped up his attempts. Within a minute, he had turned off the sprinkler system. But it was already too late. Sandman had been reduced to a pile of wet silicon dioxide. Where the blonde had been glued to the floor is now a crater. Dragon Man is caressing his beaked mouth, a pile of rubble at his feet.
The children had gotten away.
"Dammit!" Trapster exclaimed. He stood near the stove, where a pan held a burnt pancake. "Those brats must've used this to trigger the fire alarm! How did we miss them?"
"If I'm correct, they must have some sort of powers," Wizard told him. "The blonde one was able to take a blast from my Wonder Gloves."
"Who cares?! They can warn the Avengers—"
"That's a negative," The Wizard cut him off, glaring in his direction. "I've blocked communications coming in and out of the tower. We just need to find them and subdue them. You and Dragon Man, go looking for them."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to stay here and lockdown the tower," The Wizard took out a sphere. Seeing it made him back away in fear. "We don't have time to wait for the Sand to dry. This will speed up the process."
"But isn't that too extreme?" Trapster asked warily. "I mean, that's a—"
"Don't worry. This will kill two birds with one stone."
"We should be safe," Blake said as she locked the door to the lab. Behind her are Teams RWBY and JNPR. Like the villains they encountered, they were drenched. Thanks to their aura, their body temperature remained normal. But not for long unless they find a change of clothing.
Earlier, when Sandman attempted to grab them, Blake made a shadow take her place. Ren had sensed it coming and dived out of the way. While the Wizard bantered with their capture friends, they snuck over to the stove and burnt the pancakes that were. Blake knew from experience on a tropical island that when sand meets water, it ends up a mess. This also provided a distraction to the Frightful Four while they regrouped.
"I found some clothing," Ruby announced from a closet. Each of them took a pair of clothing then walked to another part of the lab. The boys made to follow but Weiss stood in front of them, hands on her hips and glaring at them.
"Are you two forgetting something?"
Jaune and Ren stared at her for a moment. Then realization flooded up to their cheeks as red as a tomato. Quickly, they turned around and faced the other wall.
"If you look, I will pummel you to the next week!"
"Same here Ren!"
"We won't!"
"Good for you!"
Several minutes later, they are changed into dry clothes. They were similar to the S.H.I.E.L.D clothing given to them, but they are darker and have more intricate designs. They suspected these might belong to Tony Stark. Fortunately, the pants are the correct sizes. Each of them also came with a note.
If you are reading this, then this means that you've achieved the classic prank of triggering the fire alarm. Please wear this clothing and think about what you've done - Tony
"Alright," Weiss said deciding to the matter at hand rather than wonder about Tony's sense of humor. She tossed the note pulling out her scroll. "So, what's the plan? Avenger's Tower has been taken over by a legitimate Supervillain team. Judging by the lack of signal, that Wizard fellow must be jamming communications. So, we can't contact the Avengers."
"It's obvious isn't it?" Yang cracked her knuckles. "We find them and kick their butts!"
"That's not a plan!" Weiss protested.
"It is in my book!" Yang argued. She showed them several locks of her hair, white paste still stuck in them. "That paste bastard got glue in my hair! That guy has to pay!"
"Yang," Blake tried to calm down her partner, but Nora didn't give her the chance.
"I agree!" Nora spoke with similar rage. "Thanks to him and his friends, they made my Ren burn my pancakes!"
"We can always make more," Ren tried to calm down his childhood friend.
"Your pancakes are priceless Ren! They can never be replaced!"
"Enough about the pancakes! We need to deal with the intruders."
"We need to contact the Avengers," Jaune said. "They need to know what is happening here. If we can make it outside—"
"Are you forgetting that we've got four supervillains inside the tower? Also, the fact that we are unarmed?"
"I can sneak outside."
"We can't let you go alone. What if you get caught?"
"ENOUGH!"
Everybody jumped because that came from the least excepted person out of all of them. All eyes turned to Ruby, who had a stern expression on her face. Her silver eyes glared at each of them in turn. Somehow, they found it uncomfortable.
"Look at us," She gestured to them. "Arguing around while there are a bunch of bad guys inside looking for who knows what! What would Captain America say if he saw us? I don't know what they are after, but we can't let them go. I say we take them down."
"That's my sister," Yang grinned.
"But the Avengers," Jaune pointed out. "They said to contact them if something goes wrong."
"Then we can't handle anything," She said. "It's like Yang said, we've been training for weeks! What have we got to show for it? We can't spend the rest of our lives on the sidelines. If we can't handle four supervillains, we can't save our planet! Much less defeat Kang. Do I even need to mention Salem?"
Everyone's face darkened at that. They remember what Kang said about Salem. The unkillable witch that haunted their world for thousands of years. If it weren't for his arrival, they would've labeled her the biggest threat that they would have to face. But the Avengers had fought against a god almost similar to her and won. If they can do it, why not them?
"Alright," Jaune said. "But we're going to need weapons."
"Leave that to me," She gestured around her. "We're standing right in the middle of the lab belonging to the greatest technological minds. There's plenty to use to make weapons. Just because we can't use the ones that Mr. Stark made for us doesn't mean we can't make our own."
"Just like back at home," Yang grinned. "So, what's the plan, Ruby?"
"First, we need to know who we are up against. Is there something in here that can give us access to the mainframe?"
"I spotted a computer," Jaune pointed towards a desk where a desktop is sitting. Blake walked over to it and attempted to access it, only to frown.
"Password protected," Blake said. She had already opened the desktop. "We'll have to hack it."
"That won't be necessary."
Blake jumped as a glowing blue iris appeared on the screen.
"J.A.R.V.I.S?" Blake asked. "You're still active?"
"Stark keeps a private server whenever he makes a secret project," The A.I explained. "The Wizard is unaware, and he can't access it. I've uploaded myself to it to evade his malware when I attempted to initiate the safehouse protocol. Though it would seem he spared me the luxury."
"What do you mean?"
"Wittman has locked down the entire tower. Likely to prevent you from leaving the tower. He's also blocked incoming communications."
"We've noticed," Blake said. "J.A.R.V.I.S, can you give us access to the… I don't know… Villain Database?"
"All files on the Avengers and Villains they've encountered are in the Datacrux," The A.I replied. "I assume that you are going to throw caution in the wind?"
"We need to know their weaknesses," Jaune answered over Blake's shoulder. "That way we can devise a strategy on how to take them down."
"Stark said—"
"Stark isn't here," Jaune firmly stated. "We don't have much time before they find us. So, you can either help us or we'll just have to go down to this Datacrux ourselves."
J.A.R.V.I.S said nothing.
"Accessing the Datacrux now."
Meanwhile, Ruby had been looking around the laboratory. She found what she was looking for. On a separate table is a disassembled Iron Man armor. Finding a toolbox, she got to work on it.
"Miss Rose, I advise against that. Even if you repaired that Armor, it will only respond to Starks's DNA signature. It won't work for anybody else."
"Oh, I know," Ruby replied as she finished disconnecting a repulsor gauntlet from the suit and put it on. "Rebuilding the armor isn't my intention."
"Then what?"
"Improvising."
"Dammit," Trapster muttered as he walked through the hallway. "Why do I have to be stuck doing this. With Dragon Man no less."
He wondered why the Avengers moved over to this infernal tower. Sure, Avengers Mansion got blown up, but they had Stark. With his dough, he can rebuild it from scratch. But instead, he chooses something that is ninety-three stories high. The lockdown may have prevented escape, but it didn't make searching for them easier. Dragon Man made it harder.
The guy in question is following him. Despite his power and strength, he had the brain of a domestic dog.
He kept sniffing the air, for what felt like the eighteenth time.
"Can you stop that?!" He demanded. The beast whined at being yelled at. "Oh for—You are a Dragon, not a dog."
"Excuse me?"
Trapster whipped his head around to see the white-haired girl standing there. Strangely she looked as if he didn't have a care in the world despite the situation.
"He may not be a dog, but it's not his fault that you can't do your job properly."
Trapster raised his paste-guns at her Behind him, he heard Dragon Man taking up a defensive position. He didn't fire right away. From what the Wizard told him these kids have powers. He won't shoot until he is confident that he can take her down. If it comes down to that, he has Dragon Man to take the blow.
"You just helped me missy," Trapster snarked. "Now are you going to make this easy or do I have to paste you?"
"Ugh, you sound like one of my teammates," She groaned. "How long have you've been saving that Paste Pot, Pete?"
That irked him.
"What did you say?" He slowly asked. His hands are shaking in rage.
"Paste Pot Pete," Weiss replied. "I believe that was your first supervillain name. Considering that your name is Peter Petruski, I can see the reason. I wonder though, why did you give it up? Is it because it was too ridiculous that you didn't want to show it?"
"It sounded more intimidating…" He growled.
"Not to me. Or anyone in fact. I mean, when was the last time you trapped something. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, you're the only guy who ends up getting trapped. If you ask me, Paste Pot Pete suits you better."
Trapster snarled. "That's it! I was told to take you alive, but that didn't mean I can't beat the living crap out of you!"
"Technically, you can't use the paste to beat people up."
"Shut up!" He roared as he fired his paste guns. To his frustration, the Blanchette evaded the streams of paste and ran down the hallway to her left.
"Curses! Dragon Man, after her!"
Dragon Man rushed forward in stomping strides. Trapster narrowly avoided his tail as it passed by him. The purple reptile rounded the corner….
…then slipped.
"What the—?" Trapster felt his frustration turn into confusion as he walked forward and peered around the corner. His eyes found the floor which had several strange symbols shaped like snowflakes. However, what got his attention was the sliding Dragon Man. The beast slid down the floor, flailing like a helpless child, and crashed through the wall.
"Okay…" He backed away from the symbols warily. "Not going down there…"
He felt himself jerk back. The canisters on his back tore away at the straps and he was sent flying down the opposite hallway and up against a wall.
"Ugh…" Trapster groaned as he fell to the floor. "Who the—"
His eyes met the red eyes of the blonde. In her prosthetic hand, she held the canisters containing the fuel for his paste-guns. She tossed it to the side and advanced on him menacingly.
Now Trapster felt scared. More so than any point in his life.
"Hey buddy," Yang gave a low growl. "Remember me? You put glue in my hair!"
She was on him now with a fist raised.
"You think you have anger issues, buddy. You haven't seen nothing yet!"
Then, all he knew is a pain.
Meanwhile, Dragon Man finally managed to stop sliding by digging his hands into the nearby walls. It slowed his momentum until his tail touched a wall, stopping him completely. The white symbol beneath him disappeared, allowing him to stand up.
"Hey there!"
Dragon Man swung his head to see two of the children that he'd been sent to find. The Black-haired girl and the magenta streaked male.
"Looking for us?" The male asked.
The answer came in the form of a stream of flames from his mouth. Blake and Ren dove out of the way. Dragon Man's flame breath followed Blake. Each time that the flames hit her, a shadow clone took her place. She got close enough to lay a small charge on him, disappearing when the Dragon Man tried to hit her.
Ren leaped up behind the beast and placed a similar charge on him. Dragon Man swung his tail to which the Mistral avoided. Snarling, he focused his attention on Ren. He was suddenly hit by another charge from behind. The raging dragon turned to see Jaune hefting another charge.
"You want some more?" He asked.
With a roar, Dragon Man breathed fire upon the boy. Jaune didn't move but braced himself. To the villain's utter astonishment, the boy didn't seem to be affected by the flames. The flames looked to be hitting some yellow barrier. It breathed even harder, sending brighter gout of flame. The flames burnt the floor around him, but still, it didn't affect him. In the dragon's mind, he thought that he could wear him down.
Jaune struggled to keep his aura up while bearing against the heat.
Come on… Just a little longer…
Then, the flames stopped. Dragon gazed at him like he had grown another head.
"Seven minutes," Jaune groaned as he shrugged off the heat. "That's how long it takes for your fire breath to run out. After that, you need to 'refuel'. Thanks to that, we can do this without more damage. Also, we can trigger the fire alarm again."
As if on cue, the fire alarm activated again. Thanks to J.A.R.V.I.S, he was able to temporarily retake control of the fire prevention system. Jaune ran towards the Dragon Man and slid in between his legs. The Dragon Man turned and attempted to pursue when a painful noise filled his head. His roar of pain is short. As much as he wanted to thrash around, he couldn't. It paralyzed him. He wasn't the only one being affected.
"Hurry up!" Blake screeched her hands over where her cat ears are covered by the bow. Pyrrha hurried forward with what looked like a makeshift flamethrower. But instead of flames, it shot out a cloud of white mist that covered Dragon Man. Pyrrha kept this up for several minutes before lowering it. The Dragon Man stood frozen. Not in a block of ice like in the cartoons but frozen none the less. Pyrrha approached the frozen Dragon Man and felt its cold skin. Its eyes looked lifeless.
"Liquid Nitrogen," Pyrrha whispered. "This would certainly replace ice dust."
"I don't know whether or not the cold weakness is because of the fact of the android or that he's based on a reptile," Jaune commented as he looked at Dragon Man as if he expected him to break out. "Thankfully, Ruby helped design those sonic emitters to withstand cold. Even if he breaks out, he'll still be paralyzed."
"Let's never do that again," Blake groaned. Due to her Faunus heritage, she's also vulnerable to ultrasonic frequencies. She gazed at the Dragon Man sadly. "Even though he's an android, I still feel bad for him."
"I don't blame you," Jaune nodded. From the files, Dragon Man had been exploited by various criminals.
Footsteps sounded behind them. They turned around to see Weiss and Yang hurrying down the hallway. The latter's eyes reverted to their normal lilac.
"We got Trapster," Weiss announced. Then she glared at Yang. "Though our brute decided to blast him with his paste gun."
"Hey! He deserved it," Yang argued. "Anyway, two out of the Frightful Four had been taken out. Ruby finished up the weapon. It's time to pay the Wizard his overdue welcome."
"Not here either," The Wizard muttered as he tossed aside another empty cabinet. He had visited several rooms with no success in finding his objective. The latest one is what he assumed to be Starks, which he trashed with relish. But even in this room, he still didn't find the objective.
"Trapster. Dragon Man. Report."
He was only met with static.
"Trapster. Dragon Man. Have you found the children? Report!"
Still no response. Could they have been taken out? By children no less? Regardless, he can't dismiss this. If something went wrong with this job, then he knew what his employer would do to him if he failed.
Frowning, he floated out of the room and returned to the living space. The Typhoon Sphere that he placed had already done its job, scattering. Sandman is back to his dry state. The sand elemental had flexed his sandy muscles.
"What a day," He said in a gruff voice. "Fresh out of prison and I managed to get wet.:
"Don't fret Sandman," Wizard reassured. "Now that you are dry, y we can get down to business."
"Yeah, those punks!" Sandman growled as he formed a mallet from his left hand. Then he noticed that they were the only ones in the room. "Where the others?"
"They are…for a lack of a better term indisposed," The Wizard replied. "I've lost contact with them when I sent them to find the children. If I were to guess, I'd say we have underestimated them."
"You're kidding!" Sandman exclaimed. "You mean to tell me two of the Frightful Four got beaten down by a couple of snot-nosed punks?"
"Need I remind you of a certain wallcrawler?" The Wizard asked. "Which is why I focused on drying you, Sandman. We need to be prepared. Those children can be anywhere ready to strike—"
"NOW!"
All eyes turned just in time to see a blast of white energy hit The Wizard head-on, knocking him flat on his back. Ruby stood there with here with a red gauntlet aimed at him. From the design, it's obvious that it's jury-rigged.
"What the? How?" The Wizard demanded. "I know Stark. His Arc Reactor powers his technology."
"It was a simple manner of finding a substitute," Ruby answered, turning around to show an energy pack on her back. "Now are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"
"Who are you to threaten me?" The Wizard demanded. "Sandman! Get her!"
"Have it your way," She groaned. Then in a burst of petals, she dashed forward and socked him across the face. Thanks to the momentum of her speed, this provided her with enough force to send him flying to the next room.
"Boss!"
"Hey, eyes over here buddy!"
Sandman turned to see Nora standing on the other side of the room. When did she get there?
"Looks like somebody was dumb enough to come here unarmed," He smirked.
"Not exactly," Nora pulled something out from behind her back.
"What is that, a water gun?"
"Nope," Nora said with a small pop. "Something far worse."
"Worse?" He asked as his body shifted into the sand. "I'll show you worse."
He surged forward as a wave of Sand. Nora dove to the side and fired the weapon at him. Sandman felt some of his body become heavy, but he didn't care. He evaded every shot until he got close to her to reform. Forming both his hands into spiked maces, he brought them down upon the girl. Nora chose to evade just in time rather than let her aura take the hit. She rolled on the ground and fired the gun at him. He opened up holes in his body to evade the shots. Frowning, she turned a dial on the gun and fired. This time, instead of a stream, it fires a spray.
"That's right to keep firing little girl!" He shouted as Nora kept firing. "I've got plenty of experience with this sort of thing. That spray of water isn't going to cut it. It's a good thing that I learn from… experience?"
Suddenly, he couldn't move. Everywhere around his body, he could feel his body suddenly hardening. No matter what he did, he couldn't move a single grain. It's like they are stuck together. His eyes found the gun that Nora held. Now that he got a closer look, that thing looked familiar…
"Isn't that… one of Trapster's… paste guns?" Sandman asked before his head completely froze.
"Yep," Nora cheerfully replied. "Ruby took Pete's weapons and merged them into this big bad rifle! I would've preferred a grenade launcher, but we didn't have time. So, we settled on this glue gun. I know what you're thinking, why would we select glue instead of water? We figured that—"
Meanwhile, Ruby is facing off against The Wizard on the helipad. While her make-shift repulsors can't pierce his shield, she can at least knock him back. The Wizard retaliated by returning energy blasts, which to his frustration kept dodging by bursting into rose petals. He attempted a change of tactics by attaching his gravity discs to various pieces of rubble, those with a flat surface. The Wizard sent them flying after her, to which she dodged and weaved to avoid them. Two times, she had to smash small rubble she couldn't avoid. Eventually, The Wizard managed to get a shot at her. Unfortunately for her, it managed to pierce her aura and sting her in the torso. She fell on her knees as the debris' retreated.
"You think you can beat me?" He asked a hunched Ruby. "I'm one of the greatest minds in the history of man. While you were busy with my associates, I've been reviewing the energy field surrounding your bodies. I've adjusted my wonder gloves so that they can pierce it"
"Were," Ruby retorted. "I know all about you Mr. Wittman. You could've done so much for this world. But you gave it all up for the life of crime. And for what? All because the Fantastic Four and Avengers stole your thunder?"
"Not the Avengers, just Stark and Richards!" He snarled. "The world was focused on them that they have forgotten about me! After everything I've done, why should I be forgotten?"
"What have you done?" Ruby shouted back. "You abandoned your daughter all because she didn't develop powers. But when she did, you used her for your ends! Then you manipulate people for your Frightful Four! There's nothing good that you've done at all! You're nothing but a criminal!"
The Wizard snarled. He took out another Typhoon sphere. "I wasn't planning on using this, but you've asked for it. I'll show you what I accomplished!"
He threw it over to her. Immediately, it began encircling around her. As the pace sped up, so did the wind. The wind blew in her face as she felt herself lift off from the ground. Before she knew it, she was caught in a spinning tornado.
"Another one of my inventions. The Typhoon Sphere!" The Wizard called over the wind. "So, do you think I'm still a failure!"
"I never said that you were a failure," Ruby called over the wind. "I just needed to keep you distracted!"
"What do you—" The Wizard was about to ask but he was interrupted by something pulling on his Wonder Gloves. A faint black aura surrounded them. He watched as they were suddenly pulled off him. Then his helmet followed until he is being stripped of his armor piece by piece.
"No…" He whispered. Then desperation clawed up his spine and he reached out, desperately for the pieces of his armor. "NO!"
But it was no use. The only thing he grasped was thin air. They converged upon Pyrrha, who neatly stacked them into a neat pile with her semblance. She reached her hand over to stop the Typhoon Sphere. The wind died down, and Ruby fell with a groan.
"I'm sorry!"
"I'm alright!" Ruby picked herself off the floor. "Nora! We need the paste rifle. Now!"
"Nora?" Pyrrha asked over her shoulder. Nora emerged with the modified rifle.
"On it!" Nora grinned evilly as she fired a stream of glue upon him. Within seconds, Wittman is trapped in a blob of hardened paste. "And that's a wrap!"
Ruby sighed as she removed the damaged repulsor gauntlets and pack of her back. Out of the tower emerged the rest of her friends. She addressed Wittman.
"While your forcefield can protect you, it doesn't exactly prevent us from a more subtle approach," Ruby said. "I kept you distracted long enough for Pyrrha to figure out if she can remove your armor. Once she could, it was a simple manner stripping you down. You're finished!"
"Oh yeah! the Wizard is pasted!" Yang smiled at her pun while the others groaned.
"Just send me to prison already," Wittman voiced his sentiments.
"So, what do we do?" Jaune asked. All eyes turned to Ruby, who nervously chuckled.
"I'm going, to be honest. I haven't thought that far ahead."
"Of course," Weiss sighed. She pulled out her scroll. "I'm going to contact the Avengers. Blake, can you contact—"
She was interrupted by the sound of jet engines. They looked up to see a very familiar quinjet descending onto the helipad. The ramp lowered and the Avengers walked out. Their eyes found the wreckage and the trapped Wittman. All eyes turned to the students, who nervously chuckled. Tony is the first to break the silence.
"So... Anybody wants to explain?"
A few minutes later, the conference room...
"I hope you realize how severe this is," Steve sternly addressed the teenagers after they had recounted the assault on Avengers Tower. They sat at one end of the conference table while the Avengers occupied the other. A call had been placed to S.H.I.E.L.D for the pick-up of the Frightful Four. "You were told to contact us if anything happened."
"But you were busy with Squadron Supreme," Ruby weakly pointed out. "We didn't know what they were looking for and we couldn't let them get away. "
"That didn't mean we couldn't spare any other Avengers," Steve said. "Think about it. What if you were beaten down and they've gotten away? Have you considered a backup plan for that?"
They all fell silent.
"Overall, a good job."
The-huntsman-and-huntresses in training felt their eyes widen in surprise and lookup.
"You took action and managed to subdue the intruders," Steve said, smiling. "An important thing in the field is decision making. We don't know what would happen if the Frightful Four had found what they were looking for."
"S.H.I.E.L.D has been looking for the Frightful Four ever since they've broken out of the Raft," Natasha voiced in. "As you've probably read from the files, this isn't the first time they've broken out. They'll be expecting a warm welcome back by the warden."
"Not to mention the fact that we caught several villains in one night," Tony said, he had sheathed his armor. He directed his attention to Ruby. "I'm impressed with your ingenuity Ruby. You reversed engineered Trapsters paste pistols into a paste rifle. Not to mention you built sonic disruptors on the fly. If you apply for Stark Industries, I would hire you."
"Aw, it's nothing," Ruby bashfully scratched her cheek.
"But you guys still have to clean up the mess you've made."
The teens groaned.
"Oh, come on!" Yang complained. "They invaded the tower. It's not our fault that most of the place is trashed."
"But most of the damage was done by us," Weiss pointed out. "Regardless of our intentions, the damage is still damage."
"Collateral damage," Clint said with air quotations. "The best damage is no damage. Until you guys learned to lessen it, you'll still be cleaning up. I believe Fury mentioned it?"
"Yep," they replied with a small pop.
Tony smiled and got up and walked to the door. "I've got to go account for the damage the reverse-fantastic-four did. You guys keep showering them with praise."
"By the way, Mr. Stark?"
"Yes?"
"Do you know what the Frightful Four were looking for?" Ruby asked. "From what we could tell, they didn't seem successful in finding it."
Tony said nothing for a moment. "I'll be honest, I don't know Riding Hood. Hopefully, nobody will find out."
Tony walked out of the room, leaving RWBY and JNPR alone with the rest of the Avengers. While he didn't admit it, the Frightful Four helped them regarding their training. They were planning a simulated exercise with a mock battle of supervillains.
"Looks like they're ready," Tony said as he walked to the ransacked kitchen and picked up one of the mugs on the floor. Reaching a finger inside, he pressed a concealed switch inside it, opening a secret compartment.
"Got to admit, hiding this in plain sight paid off," He murmured as he pulled out the object.
It was a glowing yellow stone.
Latveria
"You have failed, Mr. Wittman," Victor Von Doom addressed an imprisoned Wittman over the screen. He is communicating with him through a modified LMD. S.H.I.E.L.D decommissioned most of them after an incident involving one going rogue. However, he managed to gain control of one and reprogrammed it to behave like a regular agent. Under his orders of course.
It was how he heard about the Frightful Fours failure.
"I apologize, sir," Wittman cowered at the tone. "We've encountered an unexpected altercation."
"I've noticed," Victor said as he remotely accessed the Wizard's helmet. He brought into focus several photos that caught his attention. "However, consider your release payment."
"Pardon?"
"Your payment for this job," He clarified. "Something way better than money. Expect to be released in about a fortnight."
"My lord…I'm grateful for your mercy. What have I done to deserve such grace?"
"Despite your failure to bring me the objective, you may have provided me with something more valuable. Information."
With that, he cut the transmission. Dr. Doom knew that eventually, the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D would find him. It's a good thing he had already taken precautions when he hired the Frightful Four. In a few hours, they would forget everything about being hired and the job in question. He turned his gaze to the photos he picked out. Several of them involved the children that foiled the job he hired the four to do. The lord of Latveria focused intently on the photo where they are crowding over the imprisoned Wizard.
"It would appear that the Avengers have brought new players to the fold," He commented. Taking his seat. In front of him is a table with a chess set. He reached forward and grasped a black pawn piece. "I look forward to getting to know them. To see their capabilities."
Dr. Doom places the pawn forward, awaiting his opponent's next move.
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Thank you all for reading. It took a while but I manage to get this done. I hope you enjoyed it. Teams RWBY and JNPR have defeated their first supervillain team. What does that say in the future? Tune in next time. In the meantime, while on break, I will be working on another crossover. Anyone who is a Jojo fan stay tuned.
Q&A:
the mysterious Mr.E: Wait and see.
jb4280218: I do have plans for the X-Men, but that will happen later in the future.
That's all folks! Happy Thanksgiving