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Helloooo, everyone! It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, but that’s mostly because the list of book reviews and character interviews I need to work on has gotten pretty intimidating.
But, while I work on those, I might as well give you something to enjoy. Because everyone likes some Captain America fanfiction, right? Titleless as of yet, I think you’ll still enjoy it. Oh, and this takes place right after the Marvel One-Shot Agent Carter, but you’ll still get it if you haven’t seen it. đ
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At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
âDo you have your ropes off yet, Natasha?â Steve asked.
She shook her head. âMy hands are pinned to the magnet, and my shoulder aches. Thereâs no way I can get them undone. Besides, Loki tied my hands plenty tight enough. What about you two?â
âNo success,â Barton reported. Steve agreed.
âI think Iâm almost there,â Stark called. âIâve just got a little ways to go. This dagger he so kindly left in my shoulder early isnât very good at cutting ropes.â He suddenly froze. âAct innocent. Somebodyâs coming.â He frowned. âI thought it would take Loki longer than that to beat Thor, even without his hammer.â
Aila burst into the room and hurried out the opposite door, still looking regal, although she looked slightly downhearted. Just as the opposite door closed behind her, the one that sheâd come in through opened again. Thor stood in the doorway, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. He looked up at Clint, Natasha, and Steve on the wall, confusion written all over his face. He shook it off. âWhereâs Aila?â
âYou and that stupid girl,â Stark growled. âUntie me. Now. Whereâs Loki? Did you beat him?â
Thor made a face. âNot exactly, but heâs⌠out of commission at the moment.â
âThor!â Aila exclaimed in a scolding tone as she stepped back into the room. âYou should have brought Loki in. In case he regains consciousness.â She stuck a key in a keyhole â in the middle of the wall â and turned it. A buzzing sound filled the room and the magnetic portion of the wall began sliding slowly downwards, until everything stuck to it was simply sitting on the floor. Thor stared, and then turned and headed out of the building.
âHey, untie me first!â Stark called, but Thor had already left. He eyed Aila. âYou better stay away from me.â
She rolled her eyes and ignored him, walking over to Bannerâs cage and unlocking it, letting the huge door swing open, and then went over to the three who had been on the wall and used a knife to slice through their bonds. âThereâs antiseptic and bandages in the other room,â she told them.
Thor dragged Loki into the room and used some spare rope to tie his wrists and ankles. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that Stark was still tied to his chair. âWhy did you not untie him?â he asked Aila.
She shrugged. âHeâs a jerk. But he told me to stay away from him, too.â
Stark grimaced. âThatâs not what I meant.â
Thor untied Stark. They cleaned the few wounds serious enough to need immediate attention while Aila stood awkwardly to the side. Stark got back into his suit, Thor retrieved his hammer, Cap his shield, Hawkeye his bow and arrow, and Natasha her gun. Natasha stuck her earpiece in her ear and contacted Fury. They went outside and waited for the jet to come to pick them up, with Steve and Hawkeye both keeping very close to Aila, just in case.
âItâs over,â Natasha mumbled softly to herself, rubbing her temples. âItâs over.â
———-
Fury met the jet as it landed just outside of SHIELD headquarters. The faces of all of the Avengers were worn and tired, and all of them had injuries of some kind. Banner was the least seriously injured, with just the knot on his head from when he was knocked out. The rest were all worse. Cap helped Aila out of the jet and led her towards the building, and her cell, his hand grasping her arm firmly. Thor grabbed Steveâs arm, stopping him. âTake her to the medical people first,â he said. âShe may not look like it, but she is injured.â Cap raised an eyebrow but merely nodded and prodded Aila forward. Thor moved over next to Fury as the rest of the Avengers exited the jet.
âYou did well,â Fury said. âWhy didnât you tie up Aila, though?â
Thor looked at the dirt. âShe saved my life. Loki was about to kill me. SheâŚâ His voice trailed off. âSaved me.â
âThereâs more, isnât there,â Natasha said quietly from his elbow.
Thor sighed. âShe said it herself. She said that she would lose either her freedom or-or me. And she chose to lose her freedom.â He stopped. âFor me,â he said chokingly.
THE END
I hope you have enjoyed this story! What did you think? Keep an eye out for more stories coming soon!
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
Thor landed on top of a huge building, not even sure what it was, his eyes focused on the warehouse in front of him. Every door, every window was either boarded up or closed, and probably locked. How was he supposed to get in? He jumped down from the building, landing with a thud and sending up a cloud of dust. He began to walk around the building, sizing it up.
A hand gently touched his shoulder, and he spun around. His eyes narrowed and he took a step backward. âLeave me. You are lucky Iâm letting you live now. After what you did to me.â
âPlease donât be sore, Thor,â she whispered softly. âI didnât want to. Really I didnât.â He arched an eyebrow at her suspiciously. âI didnât want to do this, either.â
A hand gripped Thorâs arm and spun him around. Lokiâs familiar grin was right in his face. âThank you, my dear Aila,â he sneered, his eyes on Thorâs angry face.
Thor turned to the girl, who had moved off a few paces and leaned against a tree to watch. âYou betrayed me,â he snarled.
Aila opened her mouth to reply, but Loki waved his hand impatiently. âDo not try to stall, Thor. Your friends are inside, and, wellâŚâ He flashed a crooked grin. âWe have been having a little fun. You would not want it to stop being fun, would you?â
Thor glared at Loki. âYou need not do this, brother. We canââ
âI must,â Loki said, interrupting Thor. He looked at Aila. âAila darling, why donât you go back inside. We may be a while, and I certainly donât want you to witness this and ruin your beautifully innocent mind.â
âDarlingâŚâ Thor hissed. He dove for his brother, fury and hatred bubbling up inside of him, swinging around his hammer. Loki ducked and avoided it. He wrenched his brotherâs arm around and unsheathed yet another dagger.
âIf this is how you want to playâŚâ Loki began.
Thor threw his hammer, sending it flying straight into his brotherâs stomach. The force sent Loki and the hammer crashing into the wall of the warehouse. Loki leapt up the instant he stopped moving and charged Thor, giving him a gash on his arm. âYouâve no hope for your hammer now,â he panted as he pressed his knife to Thorâs throat. He smiled. âYour hammer is now presumably stuck to the same magnet as your friendâs weapons. And the magnet attracts all metals,â he added, seeing the doubt on his brotherâs face.
âOh, please, boys,â Aila pleaded in her silky sweet voice. âYouâre going to give us a bad name.â
âI have nothing to do with you,â Thor snarled. âI should have learned by now not to trust Midgard women.â
Loki smiled. âAila, dear, if Iâm giving you and me a bad name, it will only last as long as my dear brotherâs life.â He grinned at Thor, the knife still at his adopted brotherâs throat. âWhich wonât be very long. Darling, maybe you should go inside.â
âI didnât mean us as a couple,â Aila said sweetly, drawing nearer. âI meant all of us, as Asgardians.â The two men froze, taken aback.
âYouâre not an Asgardian,â Loki said. âYou told me yourself, and I met your mother.â
âYou are right,â Aila said, stepping nearer. âBut you are wrong. I told you, and you met my mother. But you didnât meet my father. I am not Asgardian, but I’m half-Asgardian. My father was from Asgard.â
The brothers were stunned into silence for almost a full minute before Loki spoke. âThat is of no consequence now.â He fixed his eyes on his brother. âIf you were not such an immediate threat, I would enjoy taking you inside and making you watch the torture and death of each of your friends. As you are and immediate threat, and immediate solution must be performed.â He pushed his brother up against a shriveled tree. âOnce and for all,â he hissed in his brotherâs ear.
Thor closed his eyes tightly, feeling the coldness of the dagger against his throat. And then a thud, and the dagger was gone. He opened his eyes and saw Loki wrestling with a tiger. Aila? They rolled around on the dying grass, both of them snarling, but one a human snarl, and the other not. He knew he should head for the warehouse while Loki was distracted, but he was frozen in place. He couldnât move. Why would Aila try to save his life?
A roar of pain echoed across the field, clearly coming from the tiger. Thor felt the urge to help, but he felt helpless without his hammer. He took an unsure step forward, but didnât move any farther. The tiger â Aila â finally pinned Loki down. Red was mixed in with the orange and black fur, but Loki also had his wounds. He was still struggling, but Aila had him pinned perfectly. She turned back into herself, and Loki went limp as she knocked him unconscious.
Thor still couldnât move as he watched Aila push herself up off of Loki and gaze down at him, her hand clutching her side. She glanced in Thorâs direction and he finally found the power to move, grasping her other arm. âWhy did you do that?â he asked in a whisper, towering over her.
âBecause I had to choose,â she said softly. âI had to lose either my freedom, orâŚâ She averted her gaze. âOr you,â she whispered. She turned away from him and walked to the warehouse as he stood staring after her, shocked.
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
Banner groaned as he woke up. His head ached horribly, and he couldnât remember what had happened. He saw a pair of pants lying next to him and figure out that heâd Hulked out, but other than that, he couldnât remember anything. He yanked on the pants and sat up, his head throbbing as he did so. He was in a huge cage. Hulk-size, he thought. His back throbbed, and by turning his head, he could just barely see the claw marks. The memories came flooding back. The tiger. The warehouse.
He turned around and felt the room shift out of focus. Whoever knocked him out certainly hit him hard enough. The room came into focus, and for a second he thought he was going to pass out at the sight. Natasha, Clint, and Steve were all tied to metal chairs that were somehow hanging on the wall close to him. He could see a huge knot on Clintâs forehead, Steve had a nasty looking cut on his cheek, and Natashaâs arm was twisted back at a horrible angle. They all looked like theyâd been through a war, but Stark, whose chair was standing in the middle of the warehouse, looked like he was enjoying himself, even though he looked just as bad. Loki was standing in front of him, pacing back and forth.
âOh, leave him alone, Stark, come on,â Steve called out. His voice was hoarse and tired.
Loki tossed a dagger in Steveâs direction, which sliced deeply into Steveâs arm and clattered to the floor. Banner felt anger burn hot inside of him as he saw an expression of pain flash across Steveâs face. But the cage was solid, and Hulking out wouldnât do him any good.
Loki turned back to Stark. âYou insulting, sarcasticâŚâ his voice trailed off as he traced his larger knife along Starkâs neck. Loki stabbed a third dagger through Starkâs shoulder, pinning it to the chair. Stark clenched his teeth together, sweat on his forehead. âOh, look,â Loki said, casting a glance in Bannerâs direction. âThe monster awakes. Do not worry, Banner. You are next. You may find I am not quite as puny as you think.â
Banner winced at the reference. At that moment, a man burst into the room, followed by none other than Aila. âI thought you said thereâd be horrible violence,â she said to Loki teasingly.
Loki frowned at her. âLeave, Aila. Now.â
âSir,â the man who had entered the room with Aila said awkwardly. âI, well, uhâŚâ he sighed. âThorâs here.â
Lokiâs face darkened. âAila, leave.â He turned to the man. âWhere is Thor?â
âHeâs heading this way. He landed on a nearby building, and we think heâs coming this way,â the man replied.
âIâll meet him out front or around back, whichever way he comes,â Loki said, smirking. âMy brother. He never learns, does he?â
âNo, he doesnât,â Aila agreed.
Loki glared at her. âI saidââ
âLoki, just shut up and get moving, will you? Iâll be⌠quite a big help,â Aila said, a sly smile on her lips.
Loki sighed. âWhatever you wish, my dear.â
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
Fury paced back and forth in the meeting room, not taking his eyes of the screen. The Avengers werenât answering him over their earpieces, and the door on that stupid warehouse was closed. He clenched his fist. That girl⌠what was she up to?
âFury?â
Fury looked up at the door. âAgent Hill. We have a possible⌠complication. They followed the tiger into an empty warehouse. The doors closed after them, while the tiger escaped out the back.â
âThe simplest, easiest, dumbest, most obvious trickâŚâ Agent Hill growled, rolling her eyes. âWhat do you think we should do?â
Fury sighed, his eyes once again on the screen. âThe only thing we can do.â He put his finger to his ear. âThor? I need you in the meeting room.â
———-
âYou wonât get away with this,â Natasha declared, gritting her teeth. Could he tie those dumb ropes any tighter?
Loki gave a low laugh, a sneer on his face. He tugged sharply on the end of her rope. âReally, you âheroesâ never can come up with something witty to say. You always say that.â
âAnd itâs always true,â Steve pointed out. His hands were already tied, along with his ankles, and Loki had tied him to a metal chair. Which of course the magnet picked up.
Loki smirked. âNot this time. Although it does concern me that Thor is not here.â He shrugged, his eyes twinkling in evil merriment. âNo matter. I believe darling Aila will be a match for him, hmm?â He raised an eyebrow in Natashaâs direction as he strapped her to a metal chair and gave it a shove towards the magnet. She landed next to Stark, whose metal suit had been removed so he could be treated in a similar fashion. Hawkeye and Steve were both on her other side, and the Hulk was secured in a gigantic metal cage, although he was still unconscious.
âLoki?â that familiar, musical voice called from the far side of the warehouse.
Loki whirled around. âAila! You were supposed toââ
âI did what you told me to,â she replied, lifting an eyebrow as she stepped into view. âI went out the back door. You didnât say I had to stay out.â
Loki let out a frustrated sigh and put his hand on her arm gently. Natasha raised an eyebrow at the uncharacteristic gentleness and softness she was seeing in him now. The others looked equally bewildered. âAila, this is no place for you right now,â Loki insisted softly. He paused and glanced over at the Avengers, stuck securely to the magnetic wall. He lowered his voice. âI told you I wanted revenge. This is my time, and Iâd prefer that you not witness any, how shall we say this, extensive violence?â He tapped her nose gently with his finger.
She shrugged his hand off her arm. âDonât worry about me, Loki. Besides, you need me here to help in case SHIELD plans a rescue mission for some reason.â
Loki let out a low chuckle. âIâm not worried about SHIELD. After all, I have plenty of hostages,â he said, motioning to the wall. âYou need not be here, darling.â
âDarling?â Cap asked incredulously. Stark seemed to suddenly have some sort of throat problem, as he was choking and coughing. Natasha and Clint simply stared at Loki.
âHe has a heart. An actual, real, emotional heart,â Natasha finally stammered, her voice laced with disbelief.
âIâm beginning to feel insultedâŚâ Loki growled threateningly, his eyes narrowed.
âBut, dear, I thought you wanted people to think you were heartless,â Aila said, her lovely brow furrowing with confusion. âThis means that you accomplished that. You fooled them.â
A slow grin spread across Lokiâs face. âOh, sweetheart, you always know how to cheer me up.â He traced his finger along her jawbone and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.
âIâm gonna throw up,â Stark grumbled, changing his position in his chair.
Loki gently pushed Aila towards the door she came out of. âAt least stay out of the room, honey?â She left, and Loki turned to the magnetic wall. A man walked into the room and handed Loki a knife and a short dagger. He smirked at his hostages. âWho wants to go first?â
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
Banner tried to keep from tensing up as he left the building. He wondered if tigers could sense fear, and, if so, if it would make them more eager to kill. He shuddered at the thought and tried to ignore it. He walked towards the place Fury had given him the coordinates for. Before long, he didnât need the sheet; he just followed the terrified screams of shock.
The screams stopped, and so did Banner. Had the tiger disappeared, or turned back into Aila, or had the people just been killed? He shuddered at the thought. Should he go on?
The next instant, he was hit from the side by an orange and black blur. The tigerâs force made him slide down an alley, dust in the air around him. He stood up and roared as the⌠other guy came out. He lunged for the tiger, but it easily sidestepped him and pounced on his back, digging in its claws. He roared in pain and flailed his arms as he tried to get a grip on the monster clinging to his huge green back. Stupid thing.
———-
âOuch,â Cap muttered as he stared at the screen over Starkâs shoulder, where they could see the tiger clinging to the Hulkâs back. âDo you think we should go help him?â he asked Fury.
Fury shook his head slowly. âLetâs give them some time and see what happens.â
The tiger finally released its grip on the Hulkâs back and turned as if to run away, but the Hulk roared and grabbed its hind leg and slammed it into the ground. Several times.
âReminds me of what he did to Loki,â Clint remarked. Stark chuckled.
The tiger finally managed to escape the Hulkâs grip and slipped down and alley, its speed giving it a head start on the surprised Hulk. âGo,â Fury instructed, and all four of the Avengers at the table leapt to their feet and took off.
Stark took off in his suit, with the trio below following his directions as he tracked the Hulk and the tiger from above. They managed to take a short cut and soon found themselves racing along behind the Hulk. The tiger led them on a crazy journey around the city, people running out of their way. They were almost within grabbing distance of the cat when it ran through the open door of an empty warehouse.
They managed to get the Hulk to stop, and Stark landed next to them. âWe going in?â he asked.
âThatâs the only thing I think we can do,â Steve said reluctantly. He looked at the door and stepped inside, the rest of the group following behind him.
The warehouse was dark, with only a little bit of light coming in through the boarded up windows. They made their way in deeper cautiously. There was no sign of the tiger.
Steve was still in the lead when he heard a loud thud behind him, and then an even louder buzzing noise. He froze and whirled around, along with the rest of the group, their eyes on the unconscious Hulk on the floor. Stark seemed to be sliding across the floor and then flew up into the air, slamming into the wall. âGet out!â he yelled. âItâs a magnet!â
Steveâs shield flew off his back as he reached for it, and joined Stark on the magnetic wall, as did Natashaâs gun and Hawkeyeâs bow and arrows. âThe door!â Hawkeye cried, shoving Natasha towards it as it started to close. It was too late. It slammed with a thud.
âDonât worry, your perfectly safe. Dear Aila isnât in here. You need not worry about her,â a sugary sweet voice, as cool as ice, said from behind them. Somehow, unfortunately, familiar. âYou need only worry about me.â
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
Loki shut off the small device and turned to Aila, a smirk on his face. âYouâve heard their plans. Do you think you can handle the Hulk?â
Aila rolled her eyes. âAre you trying to be funny? Yes, of course. I could kill him if you wanted me to.â
Loki smiled and shook his head. âNo. I want you to appear close to the SHIELD building, in tiger form, of course. That should bring out the Hulk. I want you to give him a big run for his money, without killing him, which should, by what we heard, draw the other Avengers out. Then youâll run to the warehouse, making sure theyâre following you, and, as soon as you get in and you know theyâre coming in, too, you hurry out the back door. Then Iâll handle the rest.â
Aila nodded. âRight.â
Loki smiled at her sweetly. âI hate to use you as bait, darling, butââ He reached his hand toward her cheek.
She rolled her eyes again and pushed his hand away. âPlease, Loki, not now.â Not ever. âAre we going to start that plan right now?â
Loki nodded slowly, a grin spreading across his face. âOh, yes.â
———-
âIâm really surprised you volunteered yourself,â Stark said as he and Banner messed around in the lab. âHand me those tweezers, will you?â
Banner handed Stark the tweezers. âMe too. I guess I was right, though. The other guys is the best fit for a tiger.â
Stark shrugged. âYou didnât have to volunteer, but you did. That takes guts.â
âSomethingâs going to take even more,â Cap said from the doorway. âWeâre all to go to the meeting room. Sounds like weâve got a tiger sighting.â
A little of the color drained from Bannerâs face. âAll ready?â
Stark patted the doctor on the shoulder. âYouâll be fine. Letâs go.â
They met the other Avengers in the meeting room, which theyâd basically claimed as their own by now. Fury glanced at Banner. âCap told you?â he asked. Banner nodded. âWeâll monitor from here. If she starts to run away or youâre in trouble, the rest will come after you.â He nodded to Banner. âGo get her.â
Banner nodded and hurried out of the room, his nervousness displayed on his face for all to see. âWhereâs Thor?â Cap asked, looking around the room. âI thoughtââ
âI thought that it would be better if he didnât get involved in this,â Fury interrupted. He nodded towards the monitors in the table top, and all of the Avengers, without Thor and Banner, at least, leaned forward to watch what happened.
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, Iâve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. Itâs quite long (twenty-eight pages) so itâs going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy.
âI canât believe this,â Fury muttered, pacing back and forth behind his desk. âI just canât believe this.â
âOf all the stupid thingsâŚâ Stark growled. He turned to face Thor getting right up in his face. âIf you hadnât been so stupidââ
âGuys,â Cap interrupted, putting a hand on Starkâs arm. âReally. That doesnât matter now. And, Stark, you may want to remember that Thorâs stronger than you when youâre not suited up. Just a thought.â Stark turned around and plopped in a chair still grumbling to himself under his breath.
âHer last words were obviously meant to apply to Thorâs early statement,â Fury said, turning to face them. âYou said that she didnât look like sheâd work for Loki, and you also said that she didnât look like a threat, so when she said that looks can be deceiving, her meaning was clear. She works for Loki, and she is a threat.â
âWell, duh,â Stark snapped. âAnyone who goes riding off on a hovercraft thingy with Loki certainly works for him, and anyone who can morph into a tiger is a threat.â
Fury glared at him. âStark, we need to cooperate to be able to figure all of this out. First off. Does anyone think theyâd be able to fight at close range with a tiger?â
Hawkeye snorted. âCount me out.â Natasha nodded in agreement.
Cap shook his head. âI donât think I could.â
Stark looked doubtful. âPossibly, but Iâm not sure. Even in the suit, Iâd be outweighed, and possibly outsized.â
âI might, but I doubt it,â Thor put in.
âYouâre not going anywhere near that kid,â Stark growled, glaring in Thorâs direction. Cap put his hand on Starkâs arm, warning him.
âI think I could.â
Everyone turned to face Banner. He shrugged. âWell, if weâre talking about weight, the, uh, other guy would probably be a pretty good match for a tiger.â
Fury contemplated him. âThe Hulk would probably be the best match,â he agreed slowly. âAre you sure youâd want to risk that, Banner?â
Banner shrugged again. âI donât have much to lose.â
Fury nodded. âWell, then, if we have any concerns with the tiger, Banner will be the one to handle it. If needed all of the rest of you will help him. Got it?â Everyone nodded. âAll right, letâs all take a break. All we can do now is try to figure out where Lokiâs going to strike next, or wait for him to move.â He sighed. âUnfortunately, I think weâre going to have to use the second tactic.â