Red Eyes, Green Eyes {An Avengers/ Bruce Banner Story}

Let's Do This

"What?" I asked, popping up out of my seat.

"Yes, 67% match." The man at the front of the computer informed me. "Wait- crossover. 79% match."

Me, Fury, and Bruce skirted around chairs and people at computers to get to the man.

When we got there there was a video of a man on the screen. He had sleek, black hair greased over his head and he was wearing a long coat with, to me, a gay-looking scarf.

"Let's head out." I said. Without waiting for an answer I turned and started jogging to the exit to get to the nearest jet.

****

When we got to where Loki was, he had a crowd kneeling in front of him.

"In the end, you will always kneel." He snarled with a mischievous grin on his face.

"Not to men like you." An older man stood up, a look of pride on his face.

Loki chuckled. "There are no men like me." He smirked.

"There are always men like you." The German man pressed.

At this point Loki was pissed- now was the time when Natasha told Cap to go and as soon as he reached the man, Loki had shot his scepter at him and Steve blocked it with his shield just in time.

Me and Natasha watched as they fought as Natasha told Loki to stand down over the microphone.

Soon our speakers were over righted and an AC/DC song started blasting.

We were confused and fiddled with the controls until we saw a familiar figure land on the ground in near the panicking, scattering people running away from Loki.

After a while of fighting, Loki finally surrendered and came onto the jet with us.

****

I stared at him. He just sat and looked around, fidgeting every now and then. He was acting nervous, but keyword- acting.

I could tell a liar from a mile away. There was something up.

"I don't like this." I spoke my thoughts aloud.

Steve heard me. "Why not? We got Loki, no one was killed-..that we know of, so everything is fine." He said, and I turned to him. "What's wrong?"

I sighed, and walked closer to him. "Think about it. Why would Loki -Norse God of Mischief- give up this easily? There has to be a trick to this."

"Or he just realized that he has no chance against us." Steve shrugged. I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow in an "are you kidding me?" face.

At that moment we heard thunder and saw a flash of lightning out the window.

I turned just in time to see Loki jump at the sight and snorted. "What's the matter Loki? Scared of a little lightning?"

He shivered. "I'm not overly fond of what follows." I was confused a bit, until it hit me.

Suddenly, we heard a bang coming from the roof.

"Shit!" I said and ran over to the button that opened the hatch which was in the process of opening because Tony was about to fly out to see what the noise was.

"Hey!" He protested as I hit it. "I was opening it for a reason!" He hit the button.

"Yeah, and I'm closing it for a reason!" I hit it again. He only repeated me.

I hit it.

He hit it.

I hit it.

He hit it.

I hit it.

He hit it.

I hit it.

He hit it again. Before I could move, we heard another "bang!" And we looked over and on the ramp, kneeling was a man with glossy blonde hair, a shirt of armor, black pants with silver lines, boots, and a flowing red cape. And to top it off, a large hammer.

Thor.

Before anyone could move, he trudged into the jet, grabbed Loki by the collar, and jumped off the jet.

A couple seconds after, Tony was gone. Steve sighed, picking up a parachute.

"Steve, I don't think you wanna take on these guys." I warned.

"Yeah, they're basically gods." Natasha agreed from her spot in the driver'a seat. "There's only one God, ma'am." Steve turned to her. "And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that." And with that, he turned and jumped off the ramp.

I shrugged, and picked up a parachute.

"Sky! What the hell are you doing?!" Natasha yelled.

I laughed. "You wouldn't think Id miss out on the fun?" Before she could answer , I slipped the the parachute onto my back and jumped off the ramp after Cap.

***

Soon I landed and spotted Steve running a few yards ahead.

"Steve!" I yelled as I begun to run after him.

He turned as I caught up to him. "What the hell?" He shouted over the racing wind and crunching leaves beneath our feet. "What are you doing?!"

"You looked lonely. Plus I wanted to get in on the fun!" I yelled back.

"This isn't fun, kid. This is serious." He slowed to a walk, panting. I mimicked him.

"I know. I just wanted to make sure nobody- okay I just wanted to watch you guys fight." I sighed.

He raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

I shrugged. "I've only ever been in fights, never seen one. I don't really know what's going on."

"What?" He fully stopped now. "Let me get this straight- you've been in fights, but you don't know what's going on in one." I stopped too and looked at his confused face.

"Well.." I looked down, rubbing my arm. "/I/ wasn't exactly in fights. The be-" I stopped myself from going on. "Never mind. Lets just go find them!" And, without waiting for an answer, I took off running through the woods.