I got killed by a guy who looked like a rhinoceros beetle. It wasn't really fun, and I was standing up for pretty much the entire human race. Not my fault a certain Norse god has the temper of a five year old. Now I'm kind of weird with powers, and apparently I have to save the world with Tony Stark, some dude who can become a huge green guy, an awesome archer dude, a chick who wears a black catsuit and a very patriotic guy who is apparently from circa 1930-1950. This is going to be so much fun.