Loki - "You were made to be ruled."
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The cars on the street exploded, the crowds screaming and running away.
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Soldiers poured in, shooting their guns at the sky, but it made no difference.
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Police ducked behind their cars, using their handguns to shoot the crafts flying over them, not even making a scratch.
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Loki - "It will be every man for himself."
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Loki slowly raised his head before leaping off of the platform.
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The street was racked with more explosions, the police doing their best to get the people out of the way.
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The chopper flew over the SHIELD base, landing in front of Coulson.
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Coulson - "What do we do?"
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Fury stepped out, bringing the radio to his mouth. "We get ready."
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Coulson put his finger up to the artillery unit, scanning his finger and opening the door.
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Fury - "There was an idea..."
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Natasha led Steve, Bruce, and Annabelle through the helicarrier and to the command center.
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Fury - "To bring together..."
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Steve walked into the armory, staring at the suit in the glass case in front of him.
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Fury - "A group..."
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Thor raised his hammer to the sky.
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Fury - "Of remarkable..."
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Bruce walked into the rundown home in Calcutta, his fingers gripping the table harshly as his anger rose.
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Annabelle ducked behind the wall, trying to find some cover as the soldier's shots bit the wall in front of her.
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Fury - "People..."
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Steve pounded the punching bag sending it flying across the room, sand spilling out.
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Lightning came down from the sky, connecting with Thor's hammer.
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Heat of the New World - Book 2 (The Avengers)
Fanfiction"My name is Annabelle Grace Rogers. I'm Captain America's younger sister. I have a photographic memory and mean left hook." Annabelle went into the ice with Steve almost seventy years ago. Now she's awake and trying to figure out how the world has c...