At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, I’ve decided to post this Avengers fan fiction I wrote a while back. It’s quite long (twenty-eight pages) so it’s 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.
“I can’t believe this,” Fury muttered, pacing back and forth behind his desk. “I just can’t believe this.”
“Of all the stupid things…” Stark growled. He turned to face Thor getting right up in his face. “If you hadn’t been so stupid—”
“Guys,” Cap interrupted, putting a hand on Stark’s arm. “Really. That doesn’t matter now. And, Stark, you may want to remember that Thor’s stronger than you when you’re not suited up. Just a thought.” Stark turned around and plopped in a chair still grumbling to himself under his breath.
“Her last words were obviously meant to apply to Thor’s early statement,” Fury said, turning to face them. “You said that she didn’t look like she’d work for Loki, and you also said that she didn’t 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.”
“Well, duh,” Stark snapped. “Anyone 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.”
Fury glared at him. “Stark, we need to cooperate to be able to figure all of this out. First off. Does anyone think they’d be able to fight at close range with a tiger?”
Hawkeye snorted. “Count me out.” Natasha nodded in agreement.
Cap shook his head. “I don’t think I could.”
Stark looked doubtful. “Possibly, but I’m not sure. Even in the suit, I’d be outweighed, and possibly outsized.”
“I might, but I doubt it,” Thor put in.
“You’re not going anywhere near that kid,” Stark growled, glaring in Thor’s direction. Cap put his hand on Stark’s arm, warning him.
“I think I could.”
Everyone turned to face Banner. He shrugged. “Well, if we’re talking about weight, the, uh, other guy would probably be a pretty good match for a tiger.”
Fury contemplated him. “The Hulk would probably be the best match,” he agreed slowly. “Are you sure you’d want to risk that, Banner?”
Banner shrugged again. “I don’t have much to lose.”
Fury nodded. “Well, 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?” Everyone nodded. “All right, let’s all take a break. All we can do now is try to figure out where Loki’s going to strike next, or wait for him to move.” He sighed. “Unfortunately, I think we’re going to have to use the second tactic.”