Helicarrier

"Sir!" An agent barged into the meeting room which currently held a few agents, Director Nick Fury and the Avengers.

"I thought I told y-"

"Sir, someone or something broke into the Helicarrier!" The agent interrupted Fury. After informing everyone in the room that security was hacked into and taken down, the Avengers decided that they were going to help.

Tony Stark, Iron Man, was repairing the security and hacking into any machines on the Helicarrier besides SHIELD's and Avengers'. Steve Rogers, Captain America, was helping Bruce Banner, Hulk, make tranquilizers, know-out bombs, and flash bombs for when they know what they're up against. Thor, Clint Barton AKA Hawkeye, and Natasha Romanoff AKA Black Widow were walking around the Helicarrier while keeping an eye out.

"Hey guy, I found something." Tony radioed the other Avengers.

"What is it Stark?" Steve asked the inventor.

"Well, from what I'm seeing, it's a . . . computer-glove." Tony paused to continue his research and try hacking into it but when he failed to a face with its tongue sticking out popped up and crashed the computer. "What the heck!?"

"Tony what happened?" Anyone could hear the worry in Bruce's voice.

"When I tried hacking it, it crashed the computer!"

"Did you learn anything?"

"One thing," Tony sighed. "This technology is not from this world."

A few minutes later, Clint caught a glimpse of something black and yellow before it disappeared behind the corner.

"Hey, wait!" He raced after it but it quickly lost him and an open vent caught his eye. "Stark, tell Fury to put one man at every vent."

"Roger that."

Robin's POV

Whoa . . . too close for comfort. I silently crawled through the vents of this weird ship until I found a large room filled with boxes and jets. Yes! Jets aren't that different from the Bat-wing . . . right? I slipped out of the vent but before I could get anywhere near a jet someone grabbed me from behind.

"It seems I caught the "devil" you speak of, my friend." Male . . . mid-twenties . . . very strong equals . . . no escape. "I don't believe this child is alone . . . of course . . . sure." He is talking to his boss . . . "Sorry, little warrior."

"What?" I felt a small pinch to the side of my neck. S-shoot . . . he drugged me. Everything went dark.

When I woke up I stayed perfectly still and waited for any clues on where I am. Lucky for me, some people just entered.

"He really is just a kid." Male . . . mid-thirties . . . timid yet serious voice equals scientist.

"Age is nothing." Male . . . late-forties maybe early-fifties . . . strong and serious . . . maybe the boss or B-leader like me. "He is awake." The gig was up so I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. Seven people . . . Six males, one female . . . Outfits are strange . . . maybe good.

"Who are you?" The guy with an eye-patch and I asked at the same time.

"How about this, your side asks a question, I'll answer and then ask my own question and you answer. We keep going back and forth until one of us runs out of questions and we both get three passes." Some men seem happy with the deal, some were shock, and two men and the woman were straight faced.

"Deal." Eye-patch equals' boss got it. "Who are you?"

"I'm Robin. What are all of you?"

"We are S-"

"I mean, in your blood, what are all of you?" I already knew they are an organization called SHIELD. The guy seemed mad before signing and rubbing his temples.

"Human." He looked over at the others as if telling them to answer my question. Five said human while the other two said Asguardian and Hulk. "What are you by blood?"

"I'm human. What are Asguardians and Hulks?" I looked between the two men.

"Asguardians are great warriors, born and raised in Asguard." The man with shoulder length blond hair, armor and a red cape spoke happily of his home land.

"The Hulk is the result of a lab accident with gamma-radiation." The man with short brown hair with a lab coat explained.

"Oh . . . so, you're a meta-human. Could've just said that."

"A meta-human?"

"Yeah, a human who is changed by a lab accident or something. Can I get names?" This is going better than I thought it would. They list off their names and titles.

"Where are you from?"

"Earth-16." They were going to comment but just then my stomach growled.

"We will continue this tomorrow." Fury signaled so agents to take me.

"If you don't mind, Fury, I believe us, the Avengers, would like to watch him." Captain America stepped in front of me. The Avengers seem nice . . . hope it stays that way. "Please, Fury. He is just a child." There was silence as Fury had a debate inside him.

"Fine, but he must be in the same room of at least one Avenger 24/7." The agents started unlocking the chains that held me to a metal chair. When I tried standing my knees buckled under me.

"Whoa!" Tony ran up to me. "Here, take my hand." I did. He helped me stand up but before I could fall again Thor grabbed me and held me bridal style.

"It will be a few hours before the drug wears off." Bruce informed me as he and Thor walked side-by-side to an aircraft. Before I knew it, we were on the aircraft and the soft purr of the engine was putting me to sleep.

"Sh . . . look." I could tell Clint was now pointing at me which caused the others to look at me and become silent. "He is just a kid." That is when I let sleep cloud my mind. Food, later . . . Sleep, now. Whatever this world is, I don't care. All I know is that it's going to be Hell going home.

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