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Rule 63

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Summary: In the midst of the Chitauri invasion, the Avengers get some help from an unexpected source: Xander and the Great Lakes Avengers of Earth-3885.

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Marvel Universe > Avengers(Moderator)JoeHundredaireFR1811,3171175,3362 Aug 122 Aug 12No
Title: Rule 63
Author: JoeHundredaire (joehundredaire@tthfanfic.org)
Rating: R/FR18
Disclaimer: Right, I actually went and checked to be sure this time… Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel: the Series, and all associated characters belong to Fran and Kaz Kuzui. With a myriad of writers, artists, and editors, actual rights are a nightmare when you go near a comic book universe. Suffice it to say that Marvel Entertainment LLC owns all of the property printed in their comics, along with the television and movie adaptations of said same property. Not mine, don't sue, and so forth and so on. Rebekah Drew, on the other hand, is mine. Please ask before borrowing her.
Summary: In the midst of the Chitauri invasion, the Avengers get some help from an unexpected source…
Joe's Note: This is another piece that was on the To-Do List for International Day of Femslash but the implosion of my life kept things from getting done. Better late than never, though, right? Obviously there are spoilers for The Avengers here, but it's a story set in the middle of the movie. Kinda unavoidable. Also, the movie's been out for ninety days as of when I posted this. If you haven't seen it yet… why not?



     "How do we do this?"

     "As a team."

     "I have unfinished business with Loki."

     "Yeah? Well get in line."

     "Save it. Loki's going to keep the fight focused on us, and that's what we need. Without him, these things could run wild. We get Stark up top. He's…" Trailing off at the sound of a puttering motor, Steve Rogers lowered his arms and turned around, staring in surprise at the new arrival. They'd lost… and that motorcycle… yet here he was.

     …one more thing for Stark to gloat about being right about…

     Cutting the battered motorcycle's engine, Bruce Banner swung his leg over the side and began walking towards them slowly. "So. This all seems… horrible."

     Steve furrowed his brow at that; was this really the time to be making jokes? The city was under assault by alien invaders, and- "I've seen worse."

     Et tu, Natasha?

     "Sorry."

     "No. We could use a little… worse."

     No, they could use a little focus. At first he'd thought it was just a personality flaw of Stark's, but the more time he spent around the people of this era… Steve sighed. Work now. Reminisce about the past later. He toggled the radio built into his cowl. "Stark. We got him."

     "Banner?"

     "Just like you said."

     "Then tell him to suit up. I'm bringing the party to you." Before Steve could ask for elaboration, there was a roar followed by the sound of shattering glass as Tony came whipping around the side of a skyscraper two blocks distant, that strange snake-like flying machine following close behind. It didn't corner nearly as well as the Iron Man suit, tearing the side out of said same building before reorienting itself and giving chase. Banner glanced towards the monstrosity as Steve tightened his grip on his shield, Thor letting out a noise halfway between a growl and a grunt behind him, and Natasha…

     "I-I don't see how that's a party."

     That was because it wasn't. It was a situation. A situation that needed to be handled immediately. And it seemed like Steve wasn't the only one who recognized it. As the machine grew closer, smashing into cars and tearing up the pavement as its belly scraped the ground, Banner gave them one last look before turning and walking forward. "Doctor Banner?" As Stark whipped past overhead, Steve took two steps forward. "Now might be a really good time for you to get angry."

     Banner actually chuckled at that, glancing back over his shoulder at them. "That's my secret, Captain. I'm always angry." Stopping, he planted his feet and… changed. While it wasn't instant, it was fast enough and Banner had given way to the Hulk in time for the green goliath to bring one fist forward and slam the oncoming object's nose into the ground. Unstoppable force warred with immovable object, the Hulk being pushed back along the pavement by the machine's momentum, before bringing a second fist to bear and forcing the back end up into the air. That… was a problem.

     "Hold on!" Shooting up into the air, Stark held out his left arm and fired a missile toward the Chitauri snake-machine. Halfway to its target, though, a blue blast of energy intercepted it… and then green vines wrapped themselves around Stark's body, yanking him downward. Raising his shield over himself and Natasha in what he knew was ultimately a futile gesture, Steve waited for the inevitable…

     And waited…

     And waited…

     "You know, I really don't want to tell you how to do your job since you're this world's original Captain America… but if you're done crouching down there? That thing looks pretty damn heavy. Thinking Cassie and Maddie would like to put it down sometime soon." Slowly lowering his shield, Steve looked up into the face of an amused young woman wearing an outfit that vaguely resembled his own, one red gloved hand held out towards him. "Come with me if you want to live."

     As Steve rose to his feet slowly, keeping his shield at the ready, Natasha let out a bark of laughter and took the girl's hand, allowing herself to be pulled to her feet. Stepping backward, she looked the new arrival up and down several times. "We only thawed him out a few months ago. Pop culture references from after 1945 are wasted on him. Then again, he was pretty busy from 1941 to 1945, so things are pretty miss for anything before 1941 to be honest. Natasha Romanoff, Agent of SHIELD. And you are..?"

     "Someone who thinks blowing up a giant alien death machine in downturn New York is moronic, considering you have no idea what's powering it and how big a boom it might make when it goes up. Not that I blame you for that one, Cap. That honor goes to Mister 'Bring the Party' over there." The girl glared over at where Stark was still struggling to free himself from a series of thick vines that had pinned his arms to his sides. At the far end of the vines was another unknown girl, this one with green skin, red vines for hair, and far too little clothing on. "That's Poison Ivy. Ivy or Pam for short. I'm American Dream. And the two girls saving you from being turned into a smear on the pavement are Ant-Girl and Hornet."

     It was then that Steve finally took a moment to look up… and then spent the next several seconds trying to reconcile what he was seeing. There were two girls… a pair of hundred-foot-tall girls, one in red and black and the other in black and yellow, holding the battered Chitauri vessel in place and keeping it from tipping forward onto them. One of the SHIELD technicians that he'd spoken with on the helicarrier had mentioned a Doctor Pym and a 'Giant-Man' project, but it was supposedly years away from producing results. He continued to stand there, staring at them in disbelief, right up until when the blonde in red and black shifted her attention, glaring down at him. "Kate may look up to you, but I'm not afraid to use a size hundred boot to encourage you to get out of the way, Cap…"

     Hulk picked that moment to go lumbering past, tucking Thor under one arm and Hawkeye the other as he ran for safety, passing Ivy as she dragged Stark's sparking and loudly protesting form across the ground. Natasha and Kate exchanged looks before joining in the exodus, racing towards the safety of Grand Central Station's open doors. It was then that a quote Steve had read while catching up on the last seventy years of military history came to the forefront of his mind.

     …he wasn't retreating, he was just advancing in a different direction.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Rule 63" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 2 Aug 12.

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