The Avenger Class Servant (A Fate/Stay Night/Avengers crossover)

The Battle of NYC

Hi!  It's been a blast writing for you.  So I've decided that I'm not going to give the Avengers a Servant, at least not now.  Maybe in the future.

Anyways, Disclaimer and find out who owns it by yourself.

Shirou, Steve, Natasha and Clint were flying towards Stark Tower in New York City. Tony had flown ahead to scout the area with his suit.

"Do we have communications with Stark," Shirou inquired.

"Yes, Mr. Emiya," JARVIS, Tony's AI, said. "Patching you through now."

"Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity," a voice, obviously Loki's, said.

"Uh. . . actually, I'm planning to threaten you," Tony's voice said.

"You should have left your armor on for that," Loki said.

"Yeah, it's seen a bit of mileage and you've got the blue glow stick of destiny.  Would you like a drink?"

"Stalling me won't change anything."

"No, no, no!  Threatening.  No drink?  You sure?  I'm having one."

"Is he seriously having a drink right now," Shirou said.

"Hush, I'm trying to hear," Natasha hissed.

"The Chitauri are coming, nothing will change that," Loki said.  "What have I to fear?"

"The Avengers," Tony said.  "It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team.  'Earth's Mightiest Heroes' type of thing."

"Yes I've met them," Loki said.  "The red one is quite annoying."

"Yeah, he pisses me off to with his magic crap."

Natasha and Clint noticed Shirou was staring at the radio, his eyebrow twitching slightly.

"Anyways, let's do a head count here.  Your brother, the demi-god; a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins, a supposed mage who managed to kick all their asses, and you, big fella, you've managed to piss off every single one of them."

"That was the plan," Loki said.

"Not a great plan.  When they come, and they will, they'll come for you."

"I have an army," Loki stated, sure of himself.

"We have a Hulk," Tony retaliated, equally sure of himself.

"I thought the beast had wandered off."

"You're missing the point.  Ther's no throne, there is no version of this, where you come out on top.  Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you.  Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it."

"Wow," Shirou said.  "He's good at monologuing."

"Your going to still get him for calling your magic crap aren't you," Natasha said.

"Look at you," Shirou smiled at her happily.  "We've only known each other for a little while and you can already read my mind."

"How will your friends have time for me, when they're so busy fighting you?" Loki said.  

Ping! A clanging noise came from the radio.

Ping! Another clang.

"It usually works," Loki said, confused.

"I knew it," Shirou smiled.  The mental interference Loki cast on Clint and the others had something to do with the heart.  Most likely, some sort of electrical charge absorbed into the body and manipulating the mind.  However, the heart is where it's absorbed from, and with Stark's heart protected by his arc reactor, Shirou rationalized that he'd be immune.  That's why they had sent Stark up ahead.  In case Loki tried that little trick again.