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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-CenteredRafMereCFR18109168,23335672428,3671 Jul 1221 Jan 13No

The Team Reunited...


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June 15.

Odin watched through the connection he had with Gungnir as Ymir's head burst through the ice. 'That could have gone better. At least I'll get a measure of the hybrids' mettle.' he sighed and motioned for Balder the brave to approach.

Balder the hidden son of Odin approached the All-father, with pride in every step. He may have not known that Odin was his father, but he walked with pride as a favored son of Asgard. "Hail Odin! Command me."

Odin smiled at his kneeling son, "Rise brave one. I have need of Tyr, the God of War. Ask him to make haste and to give the's for the host to gather on the field. I fear we are about to have war visit our shores."

"My liege..."

"Not now Balder. Time is short. The host must be ready. Quickly."

"As you command!" Balder ran from the Great Hall. He had an important task that must be completed as soon as possible.

'My son, what have you wrought?' he looked on as the champions of Jord flew on, oblivious of the danger that awaited them.

05:56:06 P.M.
June 15/2012

"Is he stuck?" after the giant head broke through, it stopped moving.

"I think he's still waking up..." Xander sighed. 'That was close.'

"That was close. Quick Tasha, change the subject." Clint begged.

'I'm going to regret this, goes', "Have you tried casting your spells like they do in D&D. As I recall the mages primed the spells beforehand and only cast by firing the primed description for the spell."

"Nat...Did you play D&D?" Xander could not believe his ears. Did the ultra cool super-spy assassin fulfill every nerd's secret fantasy of a hot babe playing the ultimate fantasy game?

"It's a way to pass the time on stakeouts." she glanced at Clint when she said that.

"Traitor." Clint accused her.

She gave him an innocent smile, as if to say 'Who? Me?'

"Clinton, have you been holding out on me?" Xander gave his buddy the dreaded puppy eye treatment.

"Ah knock it off ya' great big ham. We were living in D&D land. Now had you asked to start a Shadowrun game..." Clint wiggled his eyebrows to add salt to the wound. "Say aren't the guys a little late?"

As soon as Clint asked that out loud, he heard the opening strings of AC/DC's Thunderstruck.

"No. I think Tony's right on time." Xander looked at the sky and saw with his eyes what the ethereal network map had been telling him for a while, the rest of the Avengers have just arrived.

"Seriously Tony, AC/DC?" Xander asked as he watched Stark dive into the camp with someone in his arms.

"The only thing missing is the thunder..."

Clint laughed, "Wait for it..."


"...and there it is. Never doubt the thunder when you have a Thunder God on staff." Clint laughed and Xander joined him.

Natasha looked at the two men curiously, "It's not that funny," she told them.

"You had to be there...So. You up for a game?" Xander asked Natasha. That's when he saw Stark raise his gauntlets to fire his repulsors, "Hey! Tony lay off the big guy in the ice." Xander told the high flyer.

"Why? He makes for a great target."

"That's like a huge NO! Guy's still asleep. No need to wake him up before we have an evac plan. Please tell me we at least have an evac plan."

"Well it's like this..." he said as he landed next to them with Sif still in his arms. "We didn't think we'd need one, but..."

"You can put me down now."

"Uh, what?"

"We're on the ground. Put me down." Sif was about to get all sorts of nasty on his ass when he put her down.

"So sorry. I didn't realize..."

She waived him off. Sif looked around and recognized Gungnir in the Valkyrie's hand. She acknowledged the woman, "Well met warrior." she greeted Natasha. Sif knew that Gungnir would only choose the best warrior available. That this woman was his chosen meant, that this was a woman worthy of her respect. She had already seen her bravery when she stood her ground in the middle of an Ice Giant fortress on her own and played the scout for Lord Thor and his companions. When she revealed herself and attacked a vastly superior enemy. When she also saw that these same warriors now still stood in the face of Ymir's rise, her respect only became that much higher.

Sif didn't expect to live out the day. Unless Thor came up with a way, but then with Thor you never knew.

"Say Xand..."

"Yes Tony?"

"Where's Loki?"

"He's the big white wolf on the right."

Tony looked at the wolves among the pack and noted that there were a lot more people here than left a few days ago. "Who are all these people? Are the other wolves people?"

"Oh yeah. Three of my kids are wolf right now. Alex, Jenny. Change back. We'll need the guns more than the speed."

"Whoa." Tony said as a beautiful girl, who looked a lot like Dawn, and a large intimidating warrior in armor who looked like a bigger version of Xander, changed in front of him. "What about them?" he pointed at Gram and Joyce on the left.

"That's my daughter Joyce and her husband Gram. That's Loki's youngest by the way. Whatever you do, don't hit on Joyce or Gram will remove your jewels before you can say ouch. And Don't say I never give good advice. You can take that one to the bank."

"Gotcha. No flirting...What about her, he pointed at the blonde girl.

"Jenny, what would you do when uncle Tony flirts with you?"

"Well first daddy I'll be faltered and then I'll tell Phil."

"Who's Phil?" Tony asked.

"That would be my oldest." Clint told him simply.

Tony got the message. 'Son of an assassin, knife in the back for a starter, no thank you. Plus Xander. Never forget Xander is the father.'
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