Chapter 1

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It all started out like a normal day, peaceful and quiet. Well, almost. Loud booming voices filled the empty halls.

"Natasha! You have to be more careful! I've worked so hard on that!" Bruce yelled angrily and picked up the shattered glass on the floor

"Why are you blaming me?! It was your fault!" Natasha fumed.

"You're an assassin, aren't you supposed to be graceful and not mess everything up? Maybe I can fix this. Maybe I can save this.." He mumbled. This wasn't the first time they fought, and Tony was already suited up to fight.

"You think you can save it?! That's hilarious! You couldn't save anything to stop someone from killing you! You couldn't save Betty or your mom, or even your sorry self!" She said and immediately regretted the words that came out of her mouth. The room grew uncomfortably silent and Bruce got up with tears in his eyes.

"Wait, Bruce I didn't mean it..." She said softly and grabbed his arm. But he ripped it away angrily.

"Don't touch me Agent Romanoff."he muttered and walked into his room, locking the door. He stayed in there for hours and probably would have stayed in there for more if Fury didn't call everyone into his office. Bruce scooted way from Natasha, earning a pained look from her.

"You might be wondering why I called you all in." Fury tossed some files on the table. "Loki has recruited the whole Hydra army to work with him. You all need to work together to take them down before they take over anything." Bruce looked around, and Thor and Steve actually looked a little scared.

"How on earth are we going to stop them? I mean, they have armies." Clint flipped an arrow around.

"Well we have a Hulk, soooooo...." Tony sassed and everyone shot him a glare.

"Together. We'll do it together." Steve said bravely and Tony rolled his eyes and started to sing We're all in this together and everyone gored again. He just grinned innocently. "Let's suit up." Steve ordered an they all left.

Bruce didn't really need to "suit up." He walked to the jet slowly and opened up the door. He sat down in the corner and pulled his knees to his chest, mentally trying to prepare for what was going to happen. Everyone entered in and Bruce took a deep breath. They departed and they had no idea that this battle may be the last for one of them.

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