A new beginning...
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.
I want to thank JediKnight for the Logan idea. I won't go into detail. Don't want to spoil the moment.
I want to thank Omegaprime for the Recommendation.
Manhattan, New York.
The Stark Tower.
Xander watched as Riley and company took off from the launch pad. He and his slayers and their new significant others were sitting down for an after action report. After all the crap about the invasion was hashed over, it was time to check the team's status.
"Who wants to start?"
"I guess I'll go first. Thank you for not letting them muzzle me by he way." Dawn was talking about what that quack Strange wanted to do. She shivered. "Okay. First the physical changes. I estimate that all of my previous performance marker need to be updated. I would say twice what they were before. I'm about the same level that Buffy was at during the 'Glory' days. Not sure if it's more, or less, but about that. Faith?"
"Yeah. I think we need to rewrite my whole book. I don't what the fucking spear did to me, but it sure as hell did a number on me."
"Don't worry Faith. I went through the same thing and so did Natasha. I have an idea what he did and why. You and I have been touched by the hand of chaos too many times for it's liking. How are you doing Natasha?"
"Still adjusting. I'll let you know when I'm done chatting with this animated piece of OW!" Natasha grabbed her head as a spike if pain drove through her brain.
*YOU WILL SHOW RESPECT PRIMARY WIELDER!*
Clint jumped from his seat and rushed to his partner's side. He held he hand, "Nat are you okay?"
Natasha took a couple of deep breath as the pain leveled off. "I'll let you know when I do. What's the best way to get rid of this thing?" she asked holding up the spear still stuck to her hand.
Tony and Thor rushed in, drawn to the shout of pain.
"What's going on?" Tony asked.
Thor however saw and heard Natasha ask her question. "When Gungnir is returned to my father's hand, then all your pain will go away with the spear."
*IT IS AS THE HIER HAS SPOKEN!* Gungnir confirmed.
"How fast can we get to Asgard?" she asked Tony.
"Beats me? Trans-dimensional Portals aren't my strong suit."
"Don't look at me ." Bruce said next to Faith.
"It's okay Nat. We got you covered. We still have to send the Marx Brothers home after all. We just need to hitch a ride with them. That's all." Xander gave her a wink. His body language said trust me. It's no big.
Natasha had seen Xander and his people pull off a lot of scary crap. She'll give them the benefit of pulling it off until they either succeed, or fail. Although she didn't like owing them this much. They were talking about going to another dimension on her behalf. That kind of support was going to be hard to pay back.
Steve rushed in with Sharon by his side. "What happened?" he saw that no one was injured and that nothing was destroyed since he saw them last.
"Natasha pissed of the spear and the spear did his pain through the skull trick. Not fun. Xan you haven't felt what this asshole thinks is the right amount of persuasion if it thinks it's loosin' an argument...zap."
"I get it. Back to sender as soon as possible. Willow should be just about done. We'll just do a short trip to Asgard and be back before you know it."
"How are you going to do that?" everyone looked at Steve. "I mean we all ruled out that the Cube...egg. Tesseract..." Steve became flustered, but he continued on. "... Not enough energy you said."
"The cube isn't the only way to make portals Steve." Sharon told him.
"It isn't? But you said that you're locked in this form and can't do it either."
"Oh sure. I'm locked..." she pointed at Dawn, "...she isn't."
"Wait. Dawn an open Dimensional Portals?"
"Well duh' of course she can. She's the..." she got hit in the face by a pillow thrown across the room by a pissed off Dawn.
"What did we talk about the sharing of other people's secrets " she asked.
"But it's Steve?"
"I don't care if it's the Pope! No sharing!"
All the non Scoobies were looking at Dawn, except for Thor, and if the Lady Dawn didn't want her secrets known, then he would not go against her wishes.
"Alright. Let me get this straight. You have the ability to open Portals to other dimensions, then why did Loki go after the Tesseract in one of the most secure bases on the planet?"
"Because he only had the key to the other side of the Teaseract and didn't know about Dawn." Clint explained.
"That makes sense when you think about it..." Bruce was interrupted by Logan as he staggered into the room a bottle of half drunk, and very expensive two hundred year old scotch in one hand and high octane rum in the other. The rum was mostly gone.
"Is that...you found my stash. Didn't you? I don't care about the rum, but you'd better put down the two hundred year old scotch." Tony didn't care about the rum. It was good rum, but easily replaced the scotch, not so much.
"...Oh yeah? What are you, hick, going to do about it?" he asked while he swayed from side to side.
Tony closed the face plate and zipped next to the near immortal mutant. He knelt down and grabbed him by his ankle and started to twirl him around like a cowboy twirls a rope. He then flew through the same hole smashed by the Hulk when he smashed Loki through the roof.
The heroes walked quickly to the balcony. They saw Iron Man doing loops dragging the flailing mutant behind him.
While they were watching the show outside, the elevator slid open.
"Welcome back, Miss Potts." JARVIS told her as she stepped through the sliding doors.
"Thank you JARVIS. She stopped abruptly as she saw the colorful people on the balcony. She recognized most of them from the battle she saw on the news.
"Hi Pepper. Welcome back." Phil went over to help her with her luggage.
"Hi Phil. I see we have a full house. Where's Tony?"
Phil pointed outside. "Someone found his secret stash of booze. He'a making a point." he pointed up.
Pepper walked over, and joined the gathered warriors. Natasha greeted her with a thin smile. "Hi Pepper."
"Natasha..." she replied absently. She was captivated by the sight of Tony dragging an unknown man by the ankle all over the New York skyline. "...That's not good. I'd better alert the PR department. That's going to be hard to sell..."
"Ewwww!" Xander interrupted, and Clint agreed.
Clint looked down and saw an unlucky civilian get splattered by Logan spewing chunks all over creation. "Hey. Isn't that J. Jonah Jamison?"
Pepper sighed. "Wonderful. Just freaking wonderful." she could see the law suits lining up.