OK,this is a Marvel avengers x Bleach Fanfic. The Avengers are owned by marvel Comics & Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo. I own none of the characters except for the ones created by me in this storyline.

I have tried to keep it in sync with Marvel cinematic universe. The following incidents occur a month or two after 'Thor:The Dark World' in Marvel Timeline & a few months after Ichigo loses his powers after battle with Aizen in Bleach Timeline.

This is my very first attempt,so I want you to flood it with reviews. Criticism is welcome. Because that's what makes one good.

Ep 1: Delay

Place:52 miles Southwest of Albuquerque,New Mexico

Time:21 Nov 2013 11:20 pm local time

"Sir, the readings are still stable!" the young technician exclaimed.

"Impossible! vaat in ze name of Reich is zis thing!"

"Calm down, Herr Schultz. The object's behaviour is not unnatural in the least. According to my hypothesis this object is just an energy container in which we can store energy & also release in time appropriate. The nature of this thing is not much different from a capacitor, except for the storage capacity. Vibranium absorbs all kinds of kinetic energy & releases it immediately. However for this 'Baetylus',as I will call this from now on,it absorbs all forms of it energy until it is saturated. And when it reaches the critical point, it emits a series of EMP waves with an effective radius of 5000 miles. Think of a nuclear bomb explosion without the heat & radiation. None of the fallout, all the fun. And the blast radius is significantly larger."

"And ze effect on human population, doctor?"

"None. This is not harmful to organisms at all, at least on short term exposure,it has been seen. Hence it would not harm human life, except for throwing them in utter chaos."

"Well, I don't see how this benefits us."

"Patience Herr Schultz."Baetylus" will continuously emit the pulses once it reaches its critical point at a frequency of 0.048 Hz. So, the entire United States will suddenly return a few centuries backwards, deprived of almost all basic resources. And the best part is, "Baetylus" does not react to the weapons used by AIM operatives, because the nature of the energy of "Baetylus" is similar to the ones we're using. We have 3 days yet to reach the saturation of "Baetylus", which offers us plenty of time to mobilize our agents all over US. And when the time arrives, the AIM shall strike."

"Well it better be true, Doctor. we have been funding your research for last 5 years, and you should pray zis be worth it."

"Oh it is."

On the periphery of the blue aura emanating from the chamber where the hypercube was treated with infra red beams, a figure crouched. It was a redheaded woman, wearing a black skin-tight outfit with a golden utility belt. She listened intently to the illustrious conversation taking place about 10 feet ahead of them.

About 500 meters away from the boundary of the facility, there stood a swarthy man, wearing black outfit, carrying a compound bow in his left hand, and a quiver slung across his back. He reached the communicator in his ear.

"Director Fury, permission to engage, "the man whispered.

"Affirmative, agent Burton. And remember we need the good doctor alive. AIM people have nasty habits of turning into living bombs when faced with possibility of capture. Hence subdue the doctor first."

"Roger that. Hawkeye out."

The man started a new call as soon as the first terminated. A faminine voice answered, "where are you?"

"Close. Listen Nat, Fury wants Doc alive. So you have to knock him out before he goes KamiKaze. The rest, doesn't matter. Think you can handle?"

"Well if I can't I might as well drown in my spit."

"How many guards are out there?"

"Six in the compound, four at lab entrance, two at each of three passageways. Don't know how many more are in the garrison."

"Well we can take 'em on when we're done with primary objective. Just don't raise an alarm."

"You didn't need to tell that. Widow out."

Steiner was more surprised than horrified. A couple of seconds ago he saw Heinkel light a cigar, and now he is out cold along with the other four. By the time the significance of this sunk into Steiner's mind it was too late. A strike at the back of his head knocked him down.

"Nat you're up."Hawkeye said as he rummaged through the guard's pocket for the gate-pass.

Natascha Romanoff stretched herself. Two guards, the authority-looking guy, one lab assistant and of course, Dr. Yohann Asimov. Easy.

She fired a dart at the security guard closer to her from her gun which noiselessly hit the guy's neck. Before the second guard could deduce anything same happened to him. Paid mercenaries, more brawn than brain, take some time to process things. However, same is not true for the three intellectually superior humans.

"Intruder!"Schultz roared while cocking the Mauser in his hand. "Hit the intruder alert."The doc reached for the pocket of his lab coat nervously.

Black widow wasted no time. With a third shot from her dart-gun she hit the doc at his carotid artery, making him fall with a dull thud while she got rid of her dart gun. The operation was not covert any more. A bullet sung past her left ear as she jumped behind a computer. The young lab assistant has already pressed the alarm, of course.

Natascha Romanoff didn't have time to think what kind of inconvenience agent Burton was facing outside. 3 more AIM mercenaries have rushed in with particle beam weapons in hand and currently all the advantage she had was the sheer size of this room and scarce amount of light. Could have been worse of course, but the wary AIM officer was a little problem. The man has eyes & alertness of a war-veteran. Though, Widow thanked her fortune that he wasn't into Extremis.

"Smoke her out" Schultz growled.

"Hiding in the shadows will do you no good, Frauline" Schultz called out as he cursed those soldiers in his mind. Ignorant mercenaries, couldn't locate an enemy while outnumbering her 3-to-1. "All you're doing is buying me time" he mused.

Black Widow realizes this herself. Damn, what's Burton doing out there!

A large door opened. Widow peeked to see if it was Clint. Hell, no!

With a heavy metallic thud, a soldier in a humongous exo-skeletal armour walked in. In the capsule forming the trunk of the armour sat the one driving it, behind a glass casing, seemingly bulletproof. The hulking exo-skeletal suit was armed with a M2 heavy machinegun.

"Come out before vee turn you into a pincushion, Frauline" Schultz's voice rang through the room. A clank told Romanoff that there's a barrage of lead coming. Shit!

Another sound of a door opening."Nat!"Widow heaved a sigh of relief. Finally!

"RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT" the machine gun roared, but not before an arrow from Hawk-eye's bow has hit and melted the glass casing of the pilot's pod. The pilot swore in German. Widow didn't waste the opening. She ran, crouching, towards the exo-suit's back. A bullet again sung past her before she heard an abrupt thud. Hawkeye's second arrow has made its mark between the German war-veteran's eyes. Widow leaped on the exo-suit's back and with a back flip was directly in front of the pilot's capsule. It was a blind spot.

Natascha grabbed the pilot's face as her gloves sent a shockwave through his body. The arm with gun fell limply at the exo-suit's side as it stopped moving. Threat neutralized.

"WTH Nat? what happened to not raising an alarm?"Clint Burton chastised. He was not mad, of course. He always enjoyed a good fight.

"Well military operations rarely go according to the plan. We both know this better than anyone."Black widow brushed off her colleague as she was trying to connect to Nick Fury.

"Why, of course, if all went according to the plan we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."Hawkeye mused as Romanoff got busy debriefing the situation to Fury. The door opened as a young S.H.I.E.L.D. agent entered.

"The sweeping has been done, I presume?"Hawkeye asked.

"Affirmative, agent Burton" he replied.

"Casualties?"

"Two dead. Three have been injured gravely, when they ran into a exo-suit armed with a flamethrower. Rest are okay."

"What about the injured?"Burton inquired.

"Toasted would be the word."

Almost at the same place where Hawkeye stood 12 minutes ago, two figures stood, looking at the facility now alive with movements.

"Damn, we came too late." one sighed. He had a ponytail.

"We could still go in unnoticed you know."The other said. It was a female, judging by the voice. She had short bouncy hair & a sash along her shoulders.

"Besides the fact this place is now crawling with human military personnel, there is a possibility that some people may have developed spiritual awareness, in which case the entire mission may be compromised, and we shouldn't take the risk, don't you sense it? The presence?"

"If only we came a few hours ago." the female sighed as an ominous howl filled the air. Both the figures disappeared abruptly.

To be Continued..