WHEN TONY STARK DIED, THE AVENGERS DIED WITH HIM.
The world's mightiest heroes are now gone, but their enemies aren't. If anything, they've multiplied, stronger and smarter. It's...
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EVERYTHING WENT DOWNHILL AFTER MAX ALMOST BURNT HIS PANTS OFF. For some reason, Robin pissed off a tiger, the tiger roared loudly, Max freaked, he almost burnt his own pants off.
Why was there a tiger? Excellent question, when Hill said that their mission was tracking down a weirdo gang called 'The Destroyers' she didn't mention they'd end up in a zoo.
Giselle and Robin acted like the stereotypical kids going to the zoo, Giselle smiling widely, probably the first time she'd gone to one since she ran away from home, Robin whooping and asking if she could buy popcorn. Ramiro sighed, saying he'd track down the leader from the van, which Robin had christened 'The Getaway Car' for no particular reason.
"Why in a zoo?" Max asked with a small frown, Earl looked as confused as he.
"Hill and Mr. Stark seemed to think they're here..." The britt looked around furtively as if expecting someone to attack him. "...or they were pulling my leg, that happens every now and then."
"But I've got tickets!" Robin cried, looking devasted. "We can't not go!" Giselle nodded, Hazel sighed, and Max shrugged.
"As long as we find those guys...feel free to." He turned to Earl, who was frowning at his phone, Max peered at it. "What happened?" He asked quietly, Robin gaping at a capuchin who stuck out its tongue at her.
"Something's interfering with my signal on their location." Earl's eyes narrowed to the screen, tipping it lower for Max to see, indeed, where a few minutes ago a convenient google maps leading to the location was now a frozen screen. Max frowned.
"Do you have a contact with Rami-"
"Guys! I think this capuchin is Peter's long-lost cousin!" Robin shouted, Giselle giggled, Noah's lips twitched into a smile, Earl rolled his eyes, but seemed to agree, and Hazel snorted. Max looked over at the capuchin, which was picking his nose, sticking out its tongue, and giving Robin the middle finger. Earl frowned.
"No capuchin in history did that." He looked at it suspiciously, Max was tempted to laugh.
"Yeah, it's an evil capuchin," Robin said in a very matter-of-fact way, Giselle had moved on though, as did everyone. Probably tired of the capuchin and its rude gestures.
Max and Earl were so caught up in the phone, that they didn't realize they'd walked uphill, way too close to the tiger enclosure, they heard a gasp, and the sound of pictures snapping.
"Guys-" Hazel began to warn, Max and Earl looked up, and an earsplitting roar filled the air.
Max really didn't blame himself for freaking out, a roaring tiger is scary enough without a bunch of weird muscly people jumping out of the bushes. Hazel's hands went on fire, Giselle's hand dove into her bag, searching madly for a weapon, Robin whipped out her bow, and Earl suddenly had a sword in hand, its tip pointed to the ground.
