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This story is No. 2 in the series "Avengers and Slayers". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Xander and a team meet up with the Avengers, before they became the Avengers

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Marvel Universe > Avengers > Xander-CenteredRafMereCFR18109168,23335672428,4021 Jul 1221 Jan 13No

Other players join in...

Disclaimer: I don't own either the Buffy verse or the Marvel verse. See previous disclaimers.

I would like to thank my Beta MissE.
And a big thank you to all those who reviewed.
Part XIV
Manhattan NY

Matt Murdock swung his billy-club behind his back to block a katana strike by a Hand ninja. His lover Electra Natachios jumped over an attacker and blocked an overhead strike with her Sai from two different attackers.

They've had a running battle with the Hand force since the early morning. It started at Stick's dojo. He and Electra had dropped by to see their mentor around midnight. A few hours later the Hand had attacked in force. It was now noon and the battle had moved slowly from Hells Kitchen to midtown. They tried to keep the battle to the shadows. The Hand were quite accommodating, in that they didn't want the exposure either.

Matt had detected some thing strange overhead, but his senses were concentrated on the battle at hand. He couldn't spare the time to look into the matter.

As the minutes passed the disturbance had moved in their direction. Multiple objects traveling at high speed started to come their way. He didn't know if they were more friend or foe. Only time would tell. he head explosions and the screams of terrified civilians running for lives. Some did not survive the smell of charred flesh reached his nose. He detected a familiar heart beat. 'Looks like Peter's in the area. I hope he can do something about that, because the Hand certainly won't give the time to do so.

"Come back here you 'Murdering Bastards' you won't get away with that..."

Looked like Peter was serious. He was past the quip stage, and when Peter Parker the Amazing Spiderman stopped punning it must be serious.

"Aaarrraaagg! WHERE'S THE BASTARDS?WHERE ARE THEY?" a figure covered in burning and smoking clothes burst through the walls of the alley. Three admantium claws protruded from each hand. "HAND! YOU BASTARDS! YOU'RE ALL DEAD."

'Looks like someone else the Hand pissed off. And it looks like he's the more durable sort. Burning hair and flesh and he's not even slowing down.'

Wolverine sent after the Hand assassins with a savage ferocity that would have shocked the pair, had they been anyone else. These two have seen much in their lives and were thankful for the small respite that the savage fighter's entrance gave them.

As the battle with the forces of the Hand became more intense, everyone noticed the level of violence and destruction on the main streets of Manhattan was even more profound than the battle fought in the shadows.

"Daredevil some thing's not right. It looks like a full blown war is taking place on the streets. There's more people in strange costumes, even stranger than that friend of yours Spiderman."

"Did you bastards bring your Hand problems on top of my head? It's getting so a man can't drink in peace anymore."

"nice to see you too Patch. But my students aren't responsible for your condition, and you're the one who invited himself to this Hand party."

"Stick. Shoulda've known you'd be here. Not many people that can bring out the Hand in force in this city."

"True, but then you would know better than most. Look to the skies for your answers Patch."

Wolverine did just that. The sky was full of futuristic looking hover craft and they were strafing the the streets. He saw that annoying Spiderman he heard about fighting them in he air. He was coin pretty good too. He had webbed up one side of the alley and led them into his web.

"So thems the bastards that destroyed Jake's. I think I'll have a few words with them." his claws had retreated when Stick came out of the shadows. Now they snicked out from either wrist. He made his way towards the bastards. He took a sniff to identify them and recoiled in disgust. "Nothing on Earth smells like this." he complained.

Spiderman swooped in and started pounding on he aliens. "That's cause they're not from planet Earth. They're like aliens from dimension X. Ewww is that burning hair I smell. Yeagh you are the stench I smell, at least these guys are aliens. What's your excuse?"

Logan looked at them man with the motor mouth and slapped his forehead 'No way. There's no way there could be another Wade out there. I just left what's left if him burning inside Jake's." again he sniffed the atmosphere and got more information than he ever wanted. 'Damn. He smells like one of mine.' , "Hey you..." Spiderman pointed to himself with a free hand as he punched out a trapped alien. "...Yeah, you. Any relegation to the Parkers?" he asked.

"What! How did you know?"

"I can smell it on you. My daughter married a Parker at he turn of the century."

"Last century, 2000?"

"No you idiot the one before that. That's why you smell like one of mine. Tell me, do you have a fast healing factor?"

"Yeah, about two to three times normal. Why?"

"Can you regenerate?" Logan asked another question instead of answering.

"Yeah. I think so. Before I got my powers I used to wear glasses, after the powers eyes became 10/10 and I could see in low light conditions. Peter did not like where this was heading. This guy was insinuating that he was his great, great-grandfather. It was why he was answering his questions.

"I can see you're stronger, faster and tougher than normal and it looks like you have the senses and healing factor to match someone from my side of the street."

"Hey. I am no where as hairy. So that can't be true..."

"Other people get to have an influence on the gene pool, there's bound to be some divergence after a few generations. At least you don't throw webs out of your butt, that's always a plus. Did you get your powers around thirteen or fourteen?"

"I was bit by a radio-active spider two month shy of fifteen."

"makes sense now. That's why you don't have the scent of a mutant. But you're a mutate."

"Hey. How is it that you know so much about genetics. From the looks of you I'd have said barroom brawler."

"I teach at the Xavier institute. You can't work there with picking up something about genetics. Alright grandson. Wanna tell me what's going on out there?"

A shell shocked Peter proceeded to do just that. He couldn't believe it. This hairy guy was his great, great-grandfather, and he looked mean. 'Don't think I'll be seeing any presents during my birthday, or anytime soon. He grumbled under his breath.

Logan heads and smiled. Hole the kid was finishing of the last of the trapped aliens he heard what the kid says. 'Not bad. Now to break him out of that smart mouth habit of his. "Heh he he..."

Peter felt a shiver of ice go down his spine. 'Could this get any worse.' he looked up and saw a giant dragon fish type monster with armor plate all over fly overhead. 'Me and my big unopened mouth. It's getting so bad, Murphy doesn't even wait for me to say it anymore. The bastard's reading my mind.

"Hey did someone catch the number of that runaway BBQ." a charred Wade Wilson made it out of the same hole Logan came out of a few minutes earlier. They've been drinking. He had a nice buzz going. The bastard author must have been counting on that to blindside him.

He took a time out and grabbed a copy of the script, and tried to read ahead. "You're despicable..." he threw the script in disgust. The son of a bitch was writing this story on the fly. There was no ahead to look at. "You realize this means war." he threatened.

A one hover fighter broke up over the area and crashed into Wade for no particular reason. After Wade made his way from beneath the wrekage, he fumed. 'The bastard doesn't play fair. Gotta remember that.'

He saw Electra decapitate a Hand ninja with a borrowed katana. He was sure she was gonna give that back. The sawy of her breasts mesmerized him. "Say Bud?" he asked Spiderman. "What was I thinking?" as his eyes followed the hypnotic back and forth as she jumped and dodged.
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