I'll Never Leave You (Avengers/Transformers Crossover) (Currently on hiatus)

Why hello there

??'s P.O.V.

"You need to talk to him." my friend told me.

"Why?" I whined. "It's been 15 years, and I have no desire to speak with him." My friend shot me a look. I glared at him.

"You must." rumbled the deep voice of my leader. "If you don't, there shall be dire consequences. I fear for the human race." I huffed.

"I still don't see why I have to be the one to drop the bombshell." The man with the eye patch (who had been watching us argue for some time now) walked over.

"He trusts you-"

"Trusted." I corrected. He glared at me before continuing.

"And you're the only one who could probably explain this in a way where someone doesn't get blown up." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Fine." I finally conceded. "But I want a guarantee that I won't get blown up. Or followed by 'Cons. And I want Bee as my getaway driver." My leader hesitated before giving a low chuckle (one that only I could get out of him).

"Of course," he assured me, "We'll make sure that no Decepticons appear during your meeting."

I nodded. "Good. Come on Bee! We're going to scare the hell out of some civilians!"

Tony's P.O.V.

"All I'm saying is we should go to Shawarma more often." I told the team. "It's a great bonding experience."

"Because we all want to bond." Barton said sarcastically. Capsicle shrugged.

"It wasn't bad." he admitted. I pointed at him triumphantly.

"See? Capsicle agrees!" Everyone groaned as we walked in my tower (which had finished repairs a few months ago and was looking as bad ass as ever).

"It's different going out in public." Banner said, which caused Romanoff to nod in agreement.

"It's a good experience." I said.

"Sir." JARVIS said as we walked in, "I apologize, but my proticals were overridden."

"What?" I asked. The team immediately got out their weapons.

"There's an intruder in the main living room." JARVIS clarified. We hesitantly got in the elevator and rode up, all of us prepared to beat the living daylights out of whoever broke in.

What none of us expected to see was a dark-haired figure lounging casually on the couch.

"'Bout time." The person (who sounded like a female) mused. "I've been waiting for hours." I refrained from telling JARVIS to call my suit at the sound of the woman's voice.

"Pearl?" I asked. It couldn't be... The woman stood and faced us.

"Ding ding ding. Guilty as charged." she said blandly. She had definitely changed. The small, insecure 12 year old who used to be my sister was gone; and in her place was a confidently standing woman. She had the same black hair (that was now pulled into a high ponytail) and the same piercing green eyes. Her skin was still pale and she was still a couple inches shorter than I was, but it was definitely my sister. She didn't stand with the same scared look that she always had. Her face was a mask that was hiding pain that had grown over the years.

She looked like she wanted to punch something.

"Why hello there, brother." she said. "How nice of you to drop in." 

Without a second thought, I walked over and punched her in the face.