"None can stop fire. Or death. Or time. And I am all. I am the east wind.” - The Mad Thinker “I think of us as old friends. You do not know me, nor will you, but I know you. I know everything I know all, my darlings. I feel like I’ve known you forever. But, unfortunately, you will never know me like I know you. I, on the other hand, have known you, my dearest Avengers, for years. So I can also exploit your weaknesses. I know each and everyone, and I know how to press your buttons. You’re like my toys. And I’m the puppet master.” -Thanos I only own my few OC's and the story itself. I don't own scenes from the movies, characters, inspirations from fan art, or song lyrics. All rights go to the original owners.

The Avengers in a Chatroom, what could go wrong...

Lauren, A girl who had nothing, now grew to having something. She got a loving new family, Them being the Avengers and all, but soon their happy ending begins to crumble. Not only is there 2 threats....but one other...that causes the Avengers, to need even more help than they thought they would need.... (P.S I own the character Lauren 100% and I SUCK at descriptions) *COPY WRITING THIS IS PROHIBITED BY LAW*

“Yeah, we've heard this all before. There’s one thing that you’re forgetting though. We are the Avengers. Let’s see here… We have two Demigods, a few Super Soldiers, a kick-butt robot man who used to be an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D before he got stabbed and was then brought back to life… We have a man and his fiancee who can both turn into enormous green rage monsters. We have a Fire Demon, a Frost Giant… We have a man who can change into a panther on command. We have a man who can grow up to sixty feet tall and sure as heck wants to beat the crap out of you. We have the girl that you fell in love with. We've got a whole bunch of mutants. We have a man who has a suit like mine who has military training and a really poor choice in passwords. Tell me, how do we have any disadvantage here?” His face grew hard again, that grave and hostile look washing over his lightheartedness again, sending chills up and down Tony’s spine all over again. His green eyes grew dark with fury and hatred and a passion that burned, a passion that longed for the demise of the Avengers. His pugnacious spirit flared in his eyes, obvious for the world to see. His hatred burned and Tony could see that he was getting to him, which was a good thing. This hatred would cause sloppiness, and once he made a mistake, Tony would come in for the kill. “I have armies to spare. You are nothing. YOU ARE NOTHING!” He screamed. “You never answered my question.” Tony replied. Tony slid out from behind the bar, setting his glass of scotch down on the edge as he walked. He approached the enemy slowly, letting the rage of his enemy boil as he walked. He approached him and he didn't move. The Invincible Iron Man came in closer, his eyes narrowing. He could feel the enemy's hot breath on his face, but he was coming in for the intimidation play. “Where is my disadvantage?” Tony hissed." ~Driven Mad This is more than Loki. This is more than the Chitauri... This is MAD