third_reich:

It was a normal summer day in New York City. The thermometer was at 80, the sun was out and there was relatively no humidity. It was a perfect summer day.

A bright light appeared in the middle of Central Park and started to grow. It expanded rapidly and grew to the size of a two story house. The tear in space in time was still for a moment and then things began to emerge from it. A giant robot walked through with guns ready. A moment later a second robot emerged, this one looked like a giant flying manta ray. It was followed by another that looked like a giant flying head.

The three robots were followed by a division of soldiers, each armed with automatic rifles and wearing uniforms with swastikas. They marched out of the portal and split in half. One group went east and the rest went west. Following the soldiers came a few other individuals. The Red Skull, Masterman, Warrior Woman, Iron Cross, and U-Man came out of the portal.

"Attack!" the Red Skull shouted. "Destroy the city!"

butterflybullet:

She'd never really pictured this happening. Of course, she'd married off her dolls as a girl, but the idea of her wedding had always brought with it the idea of really settling down with one guy, which had never been much on her agenda. This, of course, was different. This was Svalin. And she loved Svalin, and honestly wanted to be there for her and be a family with her. And while there would be sacrifices involved, it wasn't the same as Really Settling Down. A platonic marriage that still came with a fancy party. Nothing wrong with that!

Her parents had been brought up to Asgard, along with the Avengers and the Defenders.

The first royal wedding in a generation was the Event of the Season, with quite a bit of bustle about it.

...And the dress was going to be perfect.

But first, Spa day with Mom and the Mothers-in-law --two of them. Oh gosh.

She hoped Svalin was okay.

next_avenger:

Now that the other Avengers were back it was time to reorganize the team a bit. James didn't want to give up leadership of the team and he knew Charlie would want it. The answer to the problem was simple. A team meeting and a vote according to the charter. There was also the issue of dealing with a lot of Avengers to address.

James sent out notification of the time to all Avengers, reserve and active. When it was the right time he made his way to the conference room and took a seat.

swashbuckler:

There was a crackling of light and the Avengers appeared in the middle of the rebellion base, some kind of underground bunker.  Guards pointed their weapons, while others moved to protect some of the more civilliany looking people gathered.  There were quite a few people with cybernetic parts, like Steve, and even a few people who looked to be part animal.   All races, genders, and creeds were represented.  In this time, in this place, there was no room for hatred between man, only hatred of their invaders.

Steve raised a hand.  "It's okay, guys.  Stand down.  I said I'd get help and I meant it.  Codeword: Fisherman."

The guards seemed to accept this, and one with what looked to be maybe a couple of rank badges approached them.  "Never doubted you for a second, sir," he said, tossing off a sharp salute.  "We've got movement figures.  The generals would like to talk to you."

Steve nodded.  "Tell them we'll be there."

He looked back over his friends.  "Everybody make it?"

swashbuckler:

Steve Barton was back, though not necessarily to stay.   He'd sat through a very quick doctor's examination which had revealed that he was in generally good health, though perhaps not having been eating as regularly as he should have.  His right arm was entirely gone, as was his right shoulder and a portion of his pectoral muscle and back.  It had all been replaced by cybernetics that seemed slightly ahead of current technology. 

Loosely over his back, he carried a shield that looked like it once belonged to Captain America.  It had.

They'd commandeered a conference room for a quick war council.

"Okay," Steve said, pacing with the need to keep moving.  He looked older by a year or two, maybe more if you counted the stress and shell-shocked look in his eyes.  "When I disappeared, I ended up in a different dimension.  There, the Earth had been conquered by aliens some time in the 50's. Most of the population had been wiped out.  But some survived as slaves or experiments.  But there was a resistance.  I hooked up with them, started teaching them how to really fight back.  Even, kinda put together a rag-tag Avengers.

We were barely holding our ground.  But now, the mothership, with the aliens leaders, is on Earth.  And we have a plan to take them down.  But we needed muscle.  We pieced together just enough technology, with the help of one of those Avengers, to send me back here."

He swallowed.  "This is that Earth's last chance.  I need you to help me."

next_avenger:

With Charlie gone and as a male member of the Avengers, in addition to being the leader, it was up to James to uphold a few traditions that didn't have to deal with battling bad guys. Though he had to admit that he would rather be fighting bad guys than doing this. It just wasn't his thing.

He wasn't as industrious as Anya, but James had managed to collect the necessary photos. It hadn't been easy and a part of him felt like he was cheating on Val.

Invitations were sent to the Avengers, Thunderbolts, Fantastic Four, Champions, Excalibur the X-Men and the Defenders guys.

With the help of Jarvis food and drink was laid in. James made sure they had a wide variety of pizza, chips, pretzels and drinks.

He loaded the photos in and took care of the security systems. The girls were not allowed to watch. Now all that was left was people showing up.

burnwithlight:

Just before they got near Symkarian airspace, they'd gotten a message from Vernard that he and his brother would be going. Another point in the 'Nazi Trap!' column.

And again they answer a few basic questions from SHIELD before they're even allowed past those border checks.

Eventually, they're in. Giovanna's hand hangs onto Andrew's arm in a girlfriendly fashion. The better to shock him at an instant's notice.

Symkaria's cleanup look like it's going very well.

next_avenger:

James had been planning this training session for some time. The idea wasn't his; he had gotten it from Sky High when Valeria made him watch it with her the other day. No matter where it came from, it would help the team. Sure he had the idea, but making the program to actually do it was beyond him, so he called in some help from his sister Anya.

James told her what he wanted and a few days later she had the program all ready for him. James had played around with the variables until he found something he liked. Once the program was set, he let the other Young Avengers know when the training session would be.

Saturday morning at 8am he was waiting in the training room for his teammates.

brit_sorcerer:

Quinn had been thinking about the leprechaun incident and had a feeling it wouldn't be the last time he saw the little annoy creatures. Quinn's magic hadn't been effective and he had to know what to do the next time they came around. Maybe there was a spell or something that would work against them and their magic.

Quinn had to go to the one person who would know about this kind of stuff.

He teleported to 177A Bleecker Street in New York only to find it empty. He wondered where Dr. Strange was.

There was one person who may know. Quinn teleported out to the West Coast and arrived at the front gate of the Defenders.

hot_rod:

A universe away

It was, all things considered, a good day to be one Stephanie "Stevie" Barton.  School was over and done with, she had a job she liked fixing cars (even discounting the money in her trust fund), Mom was off her back about doing more with her life for the moment (though the promise of a couple of business courses in the winter semester also seemed to at least temporarily placate Antonia Stark).  She'd managed to survive a shopping trip with MC (and reluctantly would admit she'd picked up a few good things on the trip too).  William Blake, the extremely hot son of Donald "I used to be Thor" Blake and Jane Foster was still her primary friend with benefits.  She had parts for the hot rod she was restoring coming in in the next couple of days.

( Read more... )

aerosmithette:

The Skrulls had been defeated, and Ororo had been cleared of all charges.  T'Challa had the Skrulls disposed, and all that was left was to clean up the mess made by the battle.  Akilah sure as hell wasn't going to partake in cleaning, but she remained for the sake of being home and wanting to speak with her parents.  The Avengers also needed a rest from their fight.

nextgen_cosmic:

Among the many servants to T'Challa and Ororo, most were not what they seemed.  One in particular, however, ventured out to gather supplies.  Walking through the streets of the capitol city, the human-form Skrull gave nervous glances every corner he turned.  The trial was about to begin, but the presence of the Avengers made him nervous.  There were not many Skrulls in Wakanda, and they did not have the backing of the Empire.

weavingwizard:

Daniel had decided it was time to get to know more guys in the super hero community. So he had sent word out every way he could that he was hosting a male bonding night. People were expected to be good or he would open up a portal with a well placed spell to drop them on the front lawn.

He had done a lot of cooking. He had also managed to get drinks for any of the guys who might take him up on the offer who could drink.

And he also asked that they bring movies with them. He had a card table set up for poker if anyone felt like playing.

Now all he had to do is wait.

aerosmithette:

Akilah held the paper in her hands, flabbergasted by the news it brought.  She was being summoned back to Wakanda to attend a trial against her mother.  Apparently, Ororo Munroe had attacked the Wakandan capitol relentlessly for almos two hours, destroying much of the city and killing many innocents.  She couldn't believe it.  She absolutely could not believe it.  However, Akilah knew she had to return home as quickly as possible.  She immediatly started gathering clothes and supplies for the trip home.  She also intended on telling her teammates that she was leaving for awhile.  However, she was not one to strike up conversation so easily.  Akilah made it apparent that she was going somewhere by gathering her things at the door. 

"Just a few more things to check," she muttered as she slid her things to the wall.

i_feel_you:

After they had dropped their stuff off at a local hotel room and caught a quick nap (the joys of continental flights), Aine and Luna had hopped in a cab and took off for Avengers Mansion.

"Here we are," Luna said when they arrived, paying the cabbie before climbing out of the cab. She looked over to Aine. "Relax. Don't be nervous. It'll be fine. You're with me, so there's nothing to worry about. Unless the team's changed drastically, they all know me, for the most part."

She made her way to the front door and knocked.

nextgen_russia:

The people of Russia were in a festive mood and they had reason to be. Their tsar, Tsar Mikhail Petrovich Romanov, was getting married to Duchess Tatyana Sergeyeva. The past few months had been spent planning and getting ready for this day. They were happy to see their tsar get married and would be even happier when the tsar and the tsarina had an heir. The newly restored Imperial family needed stability and the marriage today was the first step in providing that stability.

The wedding ceremony lasted over an hour in the Assumption Cathedral. Immediately after Mikhail and Tatyana were pronounced man and wife, Tatyana was crowned empress. The procession left the cathedral and the newly wed couple and newly crowned empress greeted the people from the Red Porch.

The royal family was given time to change and refresh themselves before heading to the Grand Kremlin Palace for the wedding banquet. Dinner was an elaborate affair and lasted for two hours.

After dinner the royal family and guests made their way to the grand ballroom for the ball. The royal family was introduced and then the tsar and tsarina entered. They danced the first dance together and then the royal family was invited to dance with their partners. The guests would be invited to dance in the next song.

weavingwizard:

This takes place sometime after Daniel got rescued from the Green Man.

Daniel stirs then sits up. His head hurts. His body hurts. His magic screams in his ears and mind from being pulled around. The magic that he can sense in the universe feels distant and cold. It does not feel warm and welcoming like it should. He knows why. The Green Man hurt him while he was trapped.

He shivers and climbs off the bed in the medical bay and sighs. They had him hooked up to an IV pole to deal with the fact he hadn't eaten in a long time and he was dehydrated. That was good. He pushes the pole with his arm that isn't attached to the line feeding him and weakly moves to where there is a sink and a mirror. He can see where he has been treated by Akilah's magic. He can see that there is white and green streaks threaded into his hair for now. Eventually his body will fix that.

Oh hell. Akilah is going to be mad. Daniel tries to think of what to say but ends up thinking of nothing that is quite good enough and hobbles back to the bed too tired to think of anything to defend his actions.

weavingwizard:

Daniel never asked for help when it came to his father. He had just disappeared into his lab one day after helping out with some other stuff. Then he left a few days latter smelling like he hadn't bathed in a few days without a word.

Like that he was gone. Not a word or hint. He should have said something. People can yell at him latter.

Right now though? It's been a week. No sign of the young wizard nor any word.


Just what was up with Daniel?

nextgen_misc:

The media watched the battle from the safety of Ellis Island while on Liberty Island the battle raged on.

aerosmithette:

Once again, Akilah was easily found with her nose in some information.  This time, however, she was sitting at a computer with various tabs open about Valentines Day.  She'd heard about the occassion from the rest of the Avengers she'd been listening to.  It was something she'd never been familiar with, but it interested her greatly.

aerosmithette:

It was night, and the room was dark, save for the orbs of light hovering over the books sprawled about the room.  Akilah sat with one book in her lap, carefully reading through the pages and analyzing history, potions, and theorized spells.  Although white magic was her specialty, some books on darker magic were in the mix.  At that moment, she was reading about a spell that allowed one to absorb magical energies from another being.

"Although it generally requires physical contact, absorption can be performed at a distance through an arcane sensitive medium," she recited.  Then she paused.  "How would one go about countering this?"  And she delved further into her studies.

weavingwizard:

He had really hoped his Dad would be around on his birthday. He hadn't mentioned he was turning twenty to anyone and had gone home earlier than usual. All he got was a pizza he ended up ordering and a beer he had ended up grabbing from the refrigerator.

He hadn't wanted to act out of sorts. It just sucked that his old man just really wasn't around much anymore. Other adventures and other people had become far more important than Daniel. He wasn't going to let it get him down. Except it did matter.

So here he was almost a week latter still not having breathed a word of how nuts it was really driving him. He was trying his hand at a new potion in the area he had set aside on the Hydro base for magical experiments. He was also pretty firmly trying to ignore and avoid everyone since his mood had boiled from mildly disappointed to a male variant of PMS because he still hadn't heard anything from his old man and it was starting to really bother him.

ng_independent:

The Empress was most pleased. Very pleased indeed. Things were going according to her plan. The recent fights had been entertaining and she had her champion. Now she could win the games here on her home world. Her champion would win no matter what and she now had more soldiers in her army. She was quite pleased indeed.

She was stretched out on her litter as four of her soldiers carried her to the area. It was the start of the games and by the end her champion would be victorious.

Everything was going according to plan.

borntolead:

The Quinjet has been landed and secured in a location where the Avengers can locate it easily.

And thanks to the internet, they're already at the first wedding chapel on Charlie's list, The Temple of Love. Quick 'n easy, while maintain some level of class at the same time. Perfect for Anya.

Inhaling, Charlie threw the doors open, the rest of the Avengers behind him.

"I OBJECT!"

Only to find that the couple currently in standing in front of Elvis exchanging vows aren't Anya and Steve.

borntolead:

About a half-hour after he had overhead Steve and Anya's conversation, the Avengers get a message from Charlie on their comms.

"We've got a situation, team. Steve and Anya's futures are at stake here. Drop whatever it is you're doing and meet me in the lobby. Now." And yes, when Charlie uses a stern tone of voice it means that he means BUSINESS.

They'll find Charlie waiting the lobby, tapping his foot impatiently, keys to one of the Quinjets in one hand...and a list of the most popular quick 'n speedy wedding chapels in Las Vegas in another.

nextgen_holiday:

The beginning of a New Year, a time for new hopes, new experiences to come. A time to reflect on times past, remembering fond memories happily and trying to put less pleasant thoughts and experiences in the past.

It is a time of renewal, a time of rebirth. And for much of the world, it is a time of celebration. This is no less true for the super hero set as anyone else. If anything, they just have that much bigger of things to look forward to.

old_saint_nick:

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.

Christmas Day is a Christian holiday, it's true, but it also has become increasingly secular. It is an opportunity for love, charity, and goodwill, even in New York City, arguably the most skeptical city in the country.

There is some debate within mystical circles if there is indeed such a creature as the embodiment of Christmas Giving known as Santa Claus. But whether or not there is such a being, the spirit of giving itself is very real, be it incarnated in a fat man in a red suit or not.

Throughout this small blue planet of Earth, people have brought trees into their homes, decorated them with lights and ornaments, and placed them in locations of honor. Stockings have been placed on the chimneys. And gifts have been placed under the tree.

Some are looking forward more to the receiving than the giving. But for many, it is the act of giving which warms them, which fills them with the holiday spirit.

Each person, in their own way, becomes a part of this spirit of giving. Each person, in their own way, becomes Santa Claus.

The Avengers mansion is decorated in lights, made all the more beautiful by the snow capping the roof and lying on the ground. As for the Avengers themselves...

anyastark:

It had been a very busy week, but things were finally ready for Steve’s party. Misha and Charlie had taken him out so they could decorate the mansion and get all the tables for food set up. Once the tables were set up, there were enough hands to get all the trays of food out on the tables in very little time.

Anya wouldn’t have asked Jarvis to cook so much, so it had been catered. Jarvis had insisted on making the cake though.

Hor'dourves consisted of cocktail shrimp, chicken satay, beef satay, peking dumplings, pigs in a blanket among a few. Pizzas, a wide selection of various Chinese food selections, chips, pretzels, Doritos, popcorn, cola, diet cola, root beer, Sprite, punch (unspiked), and cider (not hard) were also available for consumption. There was even a chocolate fountain with pieces of fruit available for dipping.

Brightly colored balloons and streamers filled the rec room along with a large banner saying ‘Happy Birthday Steve’. It was hanging over the tables. One table was set aside for gifts and many brightly colored packages filled the table.

Now all they had to do was wait for the birthday boy to arrive.

swashbuckler:

Turnabout was, as they said, fair play.  So Steve had gathered the Avengers guys (and put in a call to Vincent of the FF since Val and Andrea had attended the girls' night, as well as Misha), set up the projector, provided plenty of unhealthy snakes, and generally had quite the time playing party planner. 

"All right, gentlemen," he said to assembled group, "and I use the term loosely in some of your cases, we are here for one purpose and one purpose in particular.  Last week, our colleagues in crime fighting conducted the time honored tradition of "Rate the Hunks" amongst those of us on the Avengers, X-Men, Fantastic Four, and Defenders.  So tonight, we men-folk must unite...

"And...

"Rate...

"the...

"Babes!"

notinplainsight:

If they were going to make her a reserve Avenger, then Kalypso thought it may be best to get to know the people she would be fighting alongside. Now that classes were done until mid-January, she had time to stop by the Avengers Mansion and see what the Avengers were up to and get to know them better.

She touched down on the front doorstep and rang the bell.

anyastark:

From: Anya Stark
To: Sammy Fury, Iason, Clint Barton, Bobbi Morse-Barton, Toni Rhodes, Eliza Romanova, Nightingale, Emily Banner, James Rogers, Daniel Sherwood, Jack Murdock, Kalypso, Cassandra Vernard, Kristoff Vernard, Tony Stark, Natasha Stark, Misha Romanov, Valeria Richards, Charlie Rogers

Hey all.

Steve's birthday is in 11 days and I'd love to have a surprise party for him. So Dec 18th at the mansion. 7pm. I need a victim volunteer to get him out of the mansion so we can decorate.

RSVP to me.

Also the first person to let it slip gets a suitable punishment.


Anya

nextgen_misc:

The city of London was seeing something straight out of a few horror films. A combination of a Romero zombie film and An American Werewolf in London, sort of. Zombies shambled and shuffled through the streets of London searching out delicious, juicy, squishy brains. Howls drifted up over the sounds of the city from North Surrey in the south to Enfield in the north part of the city. Werewolves and zombies littered the streets and the citizens rightfully locked themselves inside. Any civilian outside was considered fair game and prey to the monsters now roaming the city.

A seedy looking man stood outside of Lillywhites in Piccadilly Circus holding what looked to be a piece of very old parchment. He read the page and the unlucky citizens that happened to be passing by transformed into werewolves or zombies.

sammyfury:

Sammy considered her options.

While Big Brother needed a beating and using her fists would be satisfying, she wasn't going to get into Mikel's cell. She was going to have a hard enough time getting in to see him.

That left her best friend, her firearm. She could play Fish in a Barrel. It wasn't right, but screw right, even if Mom gave her a lecture about it. She wouldn't ask Mom's opinion. Mom would be diplomatic about it, until the moment she stopped and did something final to solve the problem and get it out of their lives.

She wasn't asking Dad's opinion. She felt anger, even a little betrayed. It bubbled up through under the hero worship and had her avoiding him and his calls. She hadn't hidden anything from him. She told him that Mikel wanted into her life. All he had to do was say Mikel couldn't be trusted and to stay away from him. Instead, he'd encouraged her to see the bastard and caused her to hope they'd be a family. Maybe it would've turned out the same, but she wouldn't hate herself so much now for being a willing fool if she'd put up a fight in the beginning.

In the end, all she had was rage and hurt and words that wouldn't make a dent the bastard's feelings. So she'd settle for looking at him and wondering what it was that made a brother she'd never known hate her so much that he'd use his own sister to bring their father down.

On the firing range at the hydrobase, she practiced her own sort of therapy. There were six empty clips in front of her, and another six full ones waiting to be used. The target was tatters. She hadn't switched it out, mostly because she'd put a picture of Mikel on it and it wasn't yet completely destroyed.

nextgen_adult:

Captain America called a meeting of the Young Avengers. As chairman of the Avengers it was his duty and responsibility to tell them what had happened with one of their own and the consequences. He waited in the conference room.

nightingalesong:

It's been a couple days since the assault on SHIELD. Nightingale hasn't been seen by the Avengers since then.

But eventually, things need to be sorted out. So against his own better judgment, Qamar uses Nightingale's Avengers pass to get into the Hydrobase, then finds himself approaching Sammy's room. He takes several seconds to calm his heart, then knocks on the door.

nextgen_misc:

All Hallow's Eve, or Halloween as it has been come to be called, is a popular holiday with children and adults alike. It is a holiday that had its roots in the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain or Summer's End. Samhain celebrated the end of the "lighter half" of the year and the beginning of the "darker half".

On this evening the barriers between this world and the Otherworld were believed to be thin and the spirits, good and bad, of the dead could pass through. The spirits of the family's ancestors were welcomed in while evil and bad spirits were warded off by the wearing of masks and costumes. The costumes and masks disguised one as a harmful spirit and avoided harm from others.

It was also a harvest celebration and time to take stock of food stores for the winter. Livestock were slaughtered and the meat prepared for storage. It was the final harvest of the year and the crops were then stored for the winter. Celebrations included bonfires and tales of the family's ancestors.

It was a celebration of the dead and of the harvest.

Today we dress up in scary and not so scary costumes and masks and go door to door for candy or attend costume parties. It is a night for revelry, pranks and fun.

The Avengers' mansion was decorated appropriately to celebrate the holiday. Spiderwebs (fake of course), jack-o-lanterns, ghoulish dummies of witches, mummies, vampires and other images right out of horror movies were strategically placed. Artificial smoke floated inches above the floor and swirled around objects and legs. The front stoop was well lit inviting trick-or-treaters.

nextgen_misc:

Night was settling over the city and in S.H.I.E.L.D. Central the night shift was just coming on duty and settling in for the night. It looked like it was going to be a rather quiet night. Just like last night, the one before that, the one before that and so on.

swashbuckler:

Steve had, quite perplexingly, been unable to get a hold of Anya all day.  Following that, he'd tried to see if Toni had heard from her, and discovered that neither one of them had.  Further calls up and down the Young Avengers phone tree had left him unable to raise several other members as well.  Hardly any of the comm. cards were working, and with the few that he did, there was something funny about the line.  He knew just enough from his mom to know when a line was being tapped, and he suspected the YA cards were.

He'd gone out to check Hyrdobase, and found it deserted.  Plus, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.

All of which had led him back to Avengers' Mansion, for lack of anything better to try.  Maybe one of the adults would know what was going on.

anyastark:

Anya had to admit to herself that it was a great way to spend the weekend and her birthday. Tahiti was absolutely perfect. It was just the kind of weekend they needed after that battle with the three hundred foot monster.

They left New York at 9pm and had a brief layover in LA to refuel the jet. Then they were back in the air and landing in Tahiti hours later. They all found bedrooms and crashed.

This morning afternoon Anya rolled out of bed, grabbed coffee and poured herself into a chaise on the beach. She had been in the same place ever since. Staff, a maid and a chef, were hired for the weekend so the house would stay relatively clean and they wouldn't starve. Not that they would starve, Anya just didn't want to make any of them have to worry about the cooking duties.

Anya yawned and thought about heading up to the house. Naw. It would require too much energy.

notinplainsight:

Kalypso waited on the corner with the dozen or so other New Yorkers. Kal could have easily flown over to the caterers, but she liked doing things like normal people. She had spent eighteen years doing things the normal way and would continue to do them like normal people even though she had fancy powers. Kal didn’t like to draw attention to herself and left that to her mother. Sersi loved attention.

The light changed and Kal crossed the street with the rest of the pedestrians. The summer so far had been spent working for her mother. Sersi’s party planning business had really taken off and it meant the two of them were constantly busy. Kal had barely seen Jack this summer because her mother had kept her so busy.

Not that Kal minded so much. It was something to do and it kept Sersi from bugging her about college. Kalypso didn’t understand why her mother was pushing school so hard. It’s not like Kal needed to go to school. One, she had all the time in the world to learn things and two; she didn’t need to get a job to make money. She wasn’t as good at transmutation as her mother, but she was good enough to make lumps of gold.

Kal checked her watch. She only had a few more minutes to get to the caterers before they closed. She increased her pace.

weavingwizard:

Daniel's dreams had become reality. Plants were acting out even more than he had noticed. There was unusual growths and sometimes he found himself slapped by trees and bushes tried to snatch him up. That was very annoying.
He tried to talk to his father only to find a note. He would be away on a trip for a few weeks. Daniel had forgotten about that. He tried to think about who to turn to for help.

Now there was no other option but to seek out help. He was a little afraid to go to the Avengers to see it the Scarlet Witch would help. He would have to though. She might be able to help. So he hoped in his car after googling the right directions and drove.

He had to park his car several blocks away. Then he walked and as he was walking by the fence leading up to the gate something rather unfortunate happened. A tree decided to react to whatever was wrong with him and well, snatched him up. That made him scream. The tree, if it had a mouth, would be trying to eat him.

There is a man, on the Avenger grounds being eaten by a tree. Oh dear.

"ARG!...S-Someone help!" This was not funny.