Don't give up on us

Chapter 2

"Bruce? Boy, am I glad to see you. What's happened? I-Bruce?" Clint stops rambling as he notices the violent shaking and the look of pure rage on his friend's face.
"Woah, Bruce, buddy, everything's okay. We're friends." He says softly but the look of rage doesn't leave Bruce's face. His muscles grow larger and his skin turns green and that's when Clint knows that he's in some serious trouble. Bruce turns into the monster that is the Hulk within seconds and Clint can distantly hear the screams of the citizens. Clint stumbles away, his eyes widening. Sure, he's seen the Hulk in action before but never like this. Never has the Hulk been so hell bent on tearing him apart. He knows that if he wants to survive, he needs to get the hell out of there and fast. He turns on his heels and goes to run but something large picks him up and throws him a few large away. Clint slams into the ground, moaning slightly before looking up to see the Hulk approach him.
"Bruce, if you're in there, please fight it. Whatever they've done to you." The words have no effect on the large beast whatsoever and Clint closes his eyes as he raises his large fist. But nothing comes besides the sound of a large smack. Clint opens one of his eyes slowly to see a Hulk across the street, looking around dazedly. Something hard and metal picks him Clint up, carrying him in the opposite direction of the Hulk, who has recovered and let's out an outraged roar. Clint looks up at his rescuer and his mouth opens in shock.
"Tony?!" Clint can barely recognize the once well groomed man carrying him. The suit that he wears has pieces missing, including the headpiece, showing the exhausted and stressed man hiding behind the metal suit. He looks although he hasn't slept or showered in weeks and the most disturbing thing in Clint's opinion is his trademark mustache and beard has been shaved off.
"Legolas, how very nice of you to join us again. Did you enjoy your little break?" Normally, Tony's nickname for him would have made Clint snicker but the harshness of the words makes Clint shut up. After a moment he opens his mouth again.
"Um, it's nice to see you too. Hopefully you have some answers for me." Tony glances down at him briefly before looking back up, not responding. After a few minutes, they stop at an abandoned building with no people around. Tony drops him with a loud thud before landing gracefully. Clint curses and glares up at him before standing up with a soft groan. He looks around the dirty, broken building which has garbage and dirt littering the floor.
"Good god. You've been living here? Where is everyone else?" Clint asks. Tony walks over to a group of gathered junk then glances back at him darkly.
"It's been a few weeks. I haven't had anywhere else to go. Our enemies have taken over all of my homes so this," He gestures around the building. "Is now home. And about the others..." He looks away. "Steve got over run and I lost him. I don't know if he's dead. Thor most likely fled back to Asgard. I saw Natasha leave you and she disappeared to go God knows where. And Bruce...well the Enchantress got to him. He's completely under her control now." Clint listens to him talk, gravely, not believing it. They can't be gone. They couldn't have run away. Clint sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
"I can't believe this." He shakes his head.
"They've taken everything." Tony mutters, looking out of the window, lost in thought. "The world is doomed."
Clint watches him, not believing that this is the same man who a few weeks ago, got so drunk that he puked on the shoes of a well-known Politician during a large election. Clint looks out the window as well and after a moment he opens his mouth.
"Tony, there's something I need to ask you." Tony looks over at him wearily.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? The bird and the playboy. The betrayers." A cold chuckle comes from the doorway and the pair turns to see none other than Captain America, who wears dark, dirty clothes and who also doesn't look like he's showered in years. There's a flash of red, white and blue as Steve's nearly invincible shield flies towards Tony, aimed for his head.