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Avengers and Slayers

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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-CenteredRafMereCFR18109168,23335672428,4181 Jul 1221 Jan 13No



Disclaimer: I don't own either the Buffy verse or the Marvel verse. See previous disclaimers.
I would like to thank my Beta MissE.

Anyone who wants to see something in particular drop me an email at, or a private review. 

Thanks again to everyone. Your reviews have inspired me to go beyond the movie. 

7:54:36 P.M.
May 04/2012

Manhattan, New York.
The Stark Tower. 

"Willow had finished placing everyone in their positions. There was an additional two to the eight. Buffy Summers and Rupert Giles.  These two had teleported over to discuss with Xander, Willow, Dawn and Faith their options for dealing with the rogue elements on the SHIELD council. The ten linked hands in the center on Xander. They formed a wheel by putting the other hand on the shoulder of the person to their right. 

Behind each person stood a member of the 'Pack'.

Tony behind Pepper. 

Captain America behind Colonel James Rhodes. 

Phil behind Happy Hogan. 

Natasha with the spear in one hand and the other on Mary Jane. 

Faith behind Julie. 

Bobbi behind Betty.

Clint behind Logan. 

Bruce behind Peter. 

Phil behind Giles.

Dawn behind Buffy.

Willow hovered above Xander.

She gathered her energies. From Xander she took the link to the 'Pack' and from Dawn she took the green energy of the Key. From her Goddess she gathered the energy of the Earth. 

Thor kept Loki away from the room on another floor of the Tower. 

The ritual started slow and built in intensity until it reached the apex. At near the culmination point the spear saw an oppertunity to expand its sensory network. It slipped a bit of the Asgardian DNA string into the energy being absorbed by everyone involved in the ritual. Not enough to over-balance the results intended, but enough to expand its sensory range.

When the Ritual was done everyone was overflowing with health and vigor. 

The only exception was Willow. She fell unconscious. From beneath her Xander caught her before she hit the ground. He quickly examined her for any obvious injuries, but found none. "Dawn..."

"Put her down on the couch." Dawn pushed Xander out of her way, she was joined by Giles in her examination of the red haired witch. After a few anxious minutes, Buffy couldn't stand it any longer.

"What's wrong with her?" she wrung her hands with worry over her oldest female friend.

"Buffy, please. This is a very delicate procedure. Do not disturb her until she has completed everything she must check." Giles went back to looking over Dawn's work. 'She has truly come along her chosen path. Not many can do what she's capable of doing at her age.'

Dawn finished her examination, "She's alright, exhausted, but alright." she frowned.

"What is it?" Xander asked her. 

"She shouldn't be. Exhausted that is. She knew what she was doing and this was on a lot smaller scale. She shouldn't have been affected like this..."

"That's because this...thing, decided to meddle." Natasha held up her hand with the attached spear. Natasha cocked her head to the side as she listened to the spear, "He says, he saw an oppertunity to expand his sensory network and he took it. We're nothing more than a means of carrying him back to his Master." she explained. 

"Hey Nat..." 

"Yes Faith?"

"Are you attached to the oversized prick?"

Natasha raised her eyebrow, and then her hand, with the new spear attachment. 

"So not what I meant."

"Then what is your point Faith?"

"If you have a chance to send him on his merry way, would you take it?"

"In a heartbeat. But I am not leaving him unattended while he's on our planet. He's a disaster in the making."

"I thought so. Boytoy, when we send Thor and the pain in the butt back home, looks like they'll have an escort."

Xander looked at Faith and was about to reply, when a groan from Willow drew his attention away. "Wills, are you okay?"

"Uhn. Did you get the number of that truck?" she asked as she slowly came around. Buffy helped her sit. Less than a minute later her newer and more than recently improved body recovered from the energy depletion her body just went through. Doing the ritual was a piece of cake. Making sure the DNA strand that the spear inserted near the end of the ritual took everything she had to make sure nothing would hurt her old and new family.

"Ya know what Faith I can guarantee that, that thing is so going back. Dawn, and you too Sharon. Come with me. Giles would you like to join us?" she invited her surrogate father to join them. "Xander could you please track down Thor and his brother. It's time they were on their way home, and Stevie, could you please be a sweetie and bring the cube with you. The rest of you please pardon us, but we have a pair of trouble makers to send on their way home."

"So Buffy. I hear you're a grandmother now. How's that working out for you?"

Dawn and Sharon looked at each other and shuddered as Buffy screeched at being called a granny by Faith. They followed the fuming slayer and witch, while Xander went to get the Asgardians. 

"I thought Thor was a good guy?" Peter asked. 

"He is." Tony replied. He took the opening to get the kid alone so he could recruit him properly. The R&D facilities in the tower would blow the kid away, Bruce liked them, and he was sure a kid about to graduate from E.S.U. Wouldn't stand a chance. "C'mon. I'll explain in the way."

"Can we come too?" Julie grabbed M.J.'s hand and gave him her best sexy pose. 

Tony's mind shutdown as little Tony took over. Pepper well used to what made her man tick gave him a quick flick on the ear to reboot him. "Thanks."

"It's what I live for." she told him. He's Tony and not much is gonna change that. Just gotta know how to train him properly. And she had been doing that for years. She wasn't about to loose all that work, just because a few nubile young things were thrown into the equation. 'Sides she's not really serious. I saw how she was all over the Parker kid.', "Those who want a tour, let's go. Looks like everyone else is gonna be busy for a while."

Phil watched as the Tony and Pepper show left the Penthouse. He took out his communicator and went up to Logan, "Sir. Mr. Fury would like to speak with you."

The moment Phil said Mr. Fury, a lot of memories associated with the man flooded into his head. He now knew exactly who Mr. Nick Fury was. He held out his hand silently and Phil handed over his communicator and left the room. 

11:42:26 P.M.
May 04/2012

Manhattan, New York.
Jake's Bar, Midtown.

Aleksei Mikhailovich Sytsevich better known as the Rhino to His crime associates was drinking with his bodies. The booze was on the house. He and the rest of New York's super powered malcontents were celebrating their victory over the aliens. 

Aleksei Mikhailovich saw her right away. The booze had not had enough time to dull his enhanced stamina. The Black Widow just walked into a bar. The joke of many a night with his fellow soviet super soldiers. She was never destined for the likes of them. She was the darling of the sons of the party members. 

However as they started to die off, and she kept on going, hope sprang in his heart as he survived along with her.  Before he could make his move, she disappeared. Never to be heard from again. And here she was the beautiful assassin he dreamed of every night. No wonder he recognized her right away. 

She looked around the bar. Their eyes locked, hers narrowed and his widened. Never a good thing, if he was her target. She walked straight towards him. Everyone got out of her way. Maybe the spear in her hand had something to do with that, but he didn't think so. 

"Aleksei Mikhailovich you will come with me." she said quietly in Russian. 

"What if I, I d-don't want to come?" he asked fearfully.

She put her soft, silky smooth hand gently to his cheek. He froze in place. The hoods around him cheered and patted him on the back congratulating him on getting the attentions of such a fine woman. 

Her hand went up to his ear and twisted. Viciously. "That was not a request." she said using the same gentle voice, still in Russian. "Come!" that was an order that could not be denied. She led him to the back, into an undamaged booth. "Sit!" she ordered.

"Wh, what do you want with me?" he asked. 

"As of three hours ago. Your entire family all one hundred and twenty eight of them from the oldest crone to the youngest babe, has been removed from the old country and as we speak they are on their way to a small city I own in New Jersey. There, they will. E provided with jobs, housing, food and medical treatments that they have never had access to before. They will be taken care of from now until the day they die. For that I require you to follow every command I or my sub-commanders will give you. If you disobey, you will never see any member of your family again. If you are a good soldier, and obey every command given. You and your entire family will be generously provided for. You will want for nothing. All I ask is you obey me. What is your answer?"

"You mean I have a choice?"

"Of course you have a choice. The price of that choice depends on the decision you make." at no point during the entire discussion did she ever raise her voice. She had a gentle loving smile on her face he entire time

"I am your slave. You will make sure that all of my family will be taken care of?" he asked. 

"You have my word. Come Aleksei Mikhailovich. There people you must meet." she got out of the booth, and headed for the door. 

Clint nodded to her in greeting as he made his way in. " Jenkins?"

She pointed with her chin at Abe Jenkins.

Clint smiled and walked in like he owned the bar.
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