Throne of Glass/Avengers Crossover

Part 6

I took a deep breath, then gagged. I hadn't fully shifted into my full Fae form since I was eight. The smells and sounds were overwhelming. Throwing up my hands, I covered my ears from the shrieking the tome was making. 

"Turn it off! Shut the tome, just do something!"

Everyone was looking around for the source of my screaming, except the doctor. His face was all screwed up. Like he was in pain. I drew my hands away, shocked to find them covered in my blood. Then the world went dark.

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I sat in a bar with a really well made fake ID, far away from the heli-carrier. Hours had passed since I had blacked out. I remember Tony dropping me off at my apartment, and that's about it. As I downed the rest of my beer, Steven Strange appeared. Inwardly groaning, I hid my head in between my arms. 

"A beer for me and the lady."

Steven had found me and sat down on the stool next to me. 

"What are you doing here?"

"Wondering who all those people were." 

My head shot up. The bartender, Lucas, set the beers down and walked off, sensing my mood.

"You saw that." 

"I did, Celaena. And that scares me. I know more about you than you'd like. I learned things I can never unlearn.  What are you going to do? From what she showed you, I suspect she wants you to go after them."

I nodded, I picked up the beer and drank half of it. 

"Morgan knows I'm going to go after them, especially Rowan."

Strange gave me a quizzical look. 

"I caught his name, that's it, and overwhelming emotions. Why?"

"Personal. Very personal."

Not catching the hint, he kept going. 

"Why?"

"It's an overly personal matter. So, I suggest you don't ever bring him up again, or you might not have a tongue to tell anyone." 

"I could find him."

"Don't you think I've tried. I've run every solution in my head. Even if your team, The Avengers, were willing and able to help. It's not possible. The only thing to do would be to make her wait. They will think of something. My people are smart."

He stood leaving a 20 for the drinks on the counter and left. Not but five seconds later, Tony Stark walks in and takes Strange's seat.

"So, an immortal Fae. I just thought your teeth were pointy, not Fae-like. So, tell me more."

Lucas placed two whiskey shots down at Tony's signal. 

"Popular tonight, Lillian." He then turned to Tony, "Careful, she probably won't invite you back to her apartment. This girl gets more drinks in one night than a drunk in one year."

"Lucas," I laughed nervously and blushed, " don't you have a job to do."

"Good night Lillian. Let me know if you need me to get you a cab."

Lucas left us be, tending to a regular drunk. 

"I'm not a full Fae. Demi-Fae."

"Ahhh, I see Lillian. So that's why you have the fiery powers."

"Yes, my magic comes from my Fae blood." 

"And the travel thing you got going on? And why does Thor call you 'Your Majesty?'"  

"I don't know." I kept my breathing and heartbeat even. F.R.I.D.A.Y. could be monitoring my vitals. Lying is what an assassin does best. 

"Your Majesty?" 

"You really are annoying. My name, with all its flair, is, Celaena Sardothien, Adarlan's Assassin, Queen of the Underworld, and the Murderess of Asgard. Queen, Your Majesty."

"I see, so you didn't explain how you can jump from Asgard, Erilea, and Earth."

"I don't know." I stand, "Lucas, see you later." 

I pushed the door open, seconds away from hailing a cab, when a black SUV drives up. Tinted and bulletproof windows made all of my instincts rise. Grabbing the naïeve Tony, turning down the busy side road. 

"Don't ask questions. There are three men at our back, and five coming up at the intersection on either side. The SUV isn't a registered S.H.I.E.L.D. car, and the car was made to be nearly undetectable to Fae ears. So put your arm over my shoulder and act drunk."

Immediately Tony staggered and threw an arm over me, laughing hysterically. The men are visible in a shop window, and I got a good look at their ears. Pointed. 

I whisper into Tony's ear, "We've been spotted. How far away can you get once I get down this alley?"

"Not very far. I've already have a suit prepped. It's already there."

One of the suits shouts something like Cel, and I bolt. Gunshots go off, and Tony follows. Palming the hunting knives, I whirl. The onlookers stare, giving us a 10-foot circle. Tony's armor drops, and it envelops him. 

"Celaena Sardothien, follow us. Now. The Queen wants to see you."

Giving the man the bird, "You can take this and shove it up your privileged ass."

"Celaena, she gave us orders, if I don't return she's gonna kill Connell. Maeve will kill Connell. Hurry before Carin returns!"

"That bitch. Fenrys you need to find a loophole now."

A gravley voice, Carin, spoke from behind Fenrys, 

"Too late, bitch."