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Chapter 28- The Revengers

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A/n: I'm back! It's been so long and I missed this story so much! Long chapter to make up for the wait. Also, the beginning to the Civil War chapter gets explained here. Enjoy!!

"Thor I sense the Hulk behind us," (Y/n) told Thor as they ran through the streets of Sakaar, "He's always angry but something seems off."

"It's the readiness for war dear sister, he will be joining our crusade!" Thor cheered.

"Yeah, I don't think that's why he's following us but think what you want."

The two entered the dump yard, passing rows upon rows of different ships, all in varying conditions. When they saw the familiar shape of the Quinjet they ran inside the open back.

Thor began to randomly press buttons and flip switches. (Y/n) pushed him out of the way, pressing a single button and turning the entire ship on.

"This is not going to be the Dark Elf situation all over again," she muttered as everything lit up.

"Voice verification required," the ship's computer stated.

"Thor."

"(Y/n)."

"Access denied."

"Thor, son of Odin."

"Access denied."

"God of Thunder."

"Access denied."

(Y/n) thought over what Tony would put as their recognition. He was a handful so it wouldn't be anything normal.

"Strongest Avenger."

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, almost smirking when Thor was denied access.

"Powerhouse," she spoke up. There was silence for a moment before the computer lit up.

There was a large creaking at the back of the Quinjet and it was ripped off. The Hulk barged in, scowling and snorting out large breath.

Anything that stood in his way was pushed away harshly, most likely breaking in the process.

"Friends stay!" Hulk roared.

"Stop! Stop breaking everything!" Thor yelled back.

(Y/n) quickly smacked her hand down on a button on the council. That triggered a message to appear.

"Nice work, big guy. We don't know where Ultron's headed, but you're
going very high, very fast."

Hulk stopped short. The anger disappeared from his face. He watched Nat closely.

"So, I need you to turn this bird around, okay? We can't track you in stealth mode. So I need you to help me out. Okay? I need you to-"

The video cut out, disappearing. (Y/n) looked at Hulk hopefully, her hands raised to her waist as she was ready to use her powers if she had to.

"No! No, Banner!"

Hulk convulsed. He groaned and grabbed at his face, shaking his head to fight back. But he couldn't help it, and his body shrunk and turned back into a natural color until he was once again Bruce Banner.

"Banner," (Y/n) took a step towards Banner before noticing he was naked, "Oh, okay, I did not need to see that."

"Thor? (Y/n)?" Banner blinked rapidly, looking them over, "What happened to your hair?"

"Some creepy old man cut it off," Thor shrugged.

"It looks good," Banner assured, "(Y/n), you look great, practically glowing. Where are we? How's Nat?"

"Nat's fine, she dyed her hair," (Y/n) smiled.

"And what about Sokovia? Did we save it?"

(Y/n) and Thor shared a concerned look,"Banner listen. Sokovia, that was two years ago."

"What are you saying? I've been Hulk for two years?"

(Y/n) nodded, watching cautiously. Banner stared ahead of him, processing the information for a few seconds before he stood.

"Ship's log," Banner moved to the front.

A hologram appeared. It showed the Hulk thrashing around in zero gravity. It continued to record until the Hulk was thrown out of the ship entirely.

"Guys...where are we?"

Before Thor or (Y/n) could answer the Grandmaster's voice rang throughout the city.

"It's bad news, bad news today. Sakaar, hear ye. Attention please. I have some bad news. My beloved, exalted Champion has turned up missing. Take to the streets. Celebrate my champion."

"Who's that?" Bruce questioned.

"The man that runs this place. Also...You may or may not be the champion," (Y/n) gave Bruce a sympathetic look, "Also, you and Thor had a fight recently."

"Did I win?" Bruce questioned.

"No, I won, easily," Thor shook his head.

"That doesn't sound right," Bruce argued.

"Well, it's true-"

"Both of you tied, let's leave it at that," (Y/n) clapped her hands, ending the argument

"It seems that that criminally seductive Lord of Thunder, and my favorite person, no offense everyone, have stolen him away."

"(Y/n), can you rebuild this ship?" Thor turned to (Y/n).

(Y/n) looked at the destruction around her, "Honestly...It would be easier to make a new ship, and even that would take time."

"Time? I thought you had the Reality Stone," Bruce's brows furrowed in confusion.

"I did but the stone I had to control my powers was taken, that's a long story. Anyways, I'm a bit limited with what I can do right now."

"Great. This is bad. This is really, really bad. Guys, I think I'm freaking out."

"No, no, no. Don't freak out. You're okay. Put these on," Thor handed Bruce some of Tony's spare clothes.

"These are Tony's clothes," Bruce began to put the clothes on, "Is he here?"

"No, none of the other Avengers are here, they're on Earth," (Y/n) sighed in frustration, "They'd be very useful right now."

"No kidding."

The three left the ship in shambles, running from the junkyard before anyone would be able to catch them. (Y/n) altered her appearance using her powers, slightly frightened she wouldn't be able to go back to the way she was.

They had begun to walk through the streets, keeping their heads low- even though Thor was the only recognizable one.

"The sun's going down. It's getting really low. The sun's going down. It's getting real low," Thor repeated in an attempt to soothe Banner.

"Would you stop saying that?" Banner snapped, sitting down on a nearby doorstep.

"We need you to stay calm Banner, the Hulk has been...A handful," (Y/n) explained.

"Calm? I'm on an alien planet!"

"It's just a planet. You've been on a planet before," Thor grinned.

"Yeah! One!"

"Now you've been on two. That's a good thing. It's a new experience."

"My neurons, they're firing faster than my brain can handle the information," Bruce groaned, "The whole thing is totally different this in. In the past, I always felt like Hulk and I each had a hand on the wheel, but this time it's like he had the keys and I was locked in the trunk. If I turn into the Hulk again then Bruce Banner may gone forever, and we are on a planet that is designed to stress me out!"

"We're going to find a way to get us home," (Y/n) encouraged, "Not Earth, Asgard."

"What?"

"Listen, our people are in great danger. You and I, and (Y/n), we have to
fight this really powerful being who also happens to be my sister-"

"Okay, that is so wrong on so many- I don't wanna fight your sister. That's a family issue."

"Banner she is an evil being!"

"I don't care what she is. I'm not fighting anymore beings. I'm sick of it. I just told you two. If I turn into the Hulk, I am never gonna come back again. And you
don't care."

"No, no. I'm putting together the team. The Hulk is the fire!"

"Wait, you're just using me to get to the Hulk," Bruce realized, "That's gross. You don't care about me. You're not my friend."

"Banner," (Y/n) crouched down in front of Bruce, "We care a great deal about you, and we also about the Hulk, because while you two are different, you are the same, one being."

Bruce thought over (Y/n)'s words before he spoke again, "Banner's powerful and useful too."

"Is he though?" Thor asked, making (Y/n) smack his arm.

"How many PhDs does Hulk have? Zero. How many PhDs does Banner have? Seven."

(Y/n) scrunched up her nose. She supposed PhDs were important somehow on Earth, but she didn't think they were going to be useful in the fight against Hela.

"Alright, you don't have to fight Bruce," (Y/n) assured, "But you two can't change your appearance at will so it's dangerous here."

Thor picked up a towel from the ground, wrapping it around his head in an attempt to hide his identity.

"What are you doing?" Bruce questioned.

"I need a disguise. I'm a fugitive," Thor explained.

"Well I need a disguise," Bruce found a pair of Tony's glasses in the jacket, "I'll be Tony Stark! Then we'll be Tony, the gypsy, and the relatively normal person."

"Bruce, you're just Bruce Banner, not Tony Stark," (Y/n) stated.

"Then why did you dress me up like Tony?"

"You were naked and that was not something I had to see."

"Okay, I'll give you that," Bruce shrugged.

As they stood up Bruce tugged on his pants in discomfort, "Tony wears his pants super tight!"

"Hey. It's okay. You're good. Calm down. Come on. Listen, we're gonna go to Asgard and you're not gonna have to think about the Hulk ever again. All right?"

Bruce nodded, seeming more assured.

The trio turned to continue down the street when all three of them were hit in the face with green paint. The three were swept into a festival celebrating the Hulk. (Y/n) used her hand to rub some of the paint off of her face, knowing there was a lot remaining. When (Y/n) turned around she didn't see Thor or Bruce. Panic shot through her and with how chaotic the planet was already, she couldn't feel them anywhere.

"(Y/n)," a hand reached out and grabbed her arm.

(Y/n) jumped, looking at Valkyrie with wide eyes. The woman had an annoyed look on her face, but her eyes were concerned.

"The Grandmaster wants you back unharmed, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just- my power is a bit off right now. How did you recognize me? I changed my appearance."

"You've still got the same glow about you as you did before, now come on, I saw Thor this way."

Valkyrie walked away, expecting (Y/n) to follow. The Asgardian did as expected, not having any other choice. They crossed the street and walked through an alley, finding Thor and Bruce in the middle of the crowd.

"Hi," Valkyrie approached Thor calmly.

"Hi," Thor sighed, knowing he was caught, "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here? I thought you two were leaving," Valkyrie squinted her eyes at the cloth around Thor's head, "Why are you wearing that?"

"It's my disguise," Thor explained.

"But I can see your face," Valkyrie stated.

Thor moved the towel to cover his face, "Not when I do this, you can't."

"Oh my Odin," (Y/n) pinched the bridge of her nose, "This is the King of Asgard."

Valkyrie nodded in agreement with (Y/n)'s annoyance, grabbing Thor's arm so he would have to follow her, though he made no move to break away.

"Are you the smartest one here?" Valkyrie asked (Y/n).

"Most of the time I'm the only smart one. Even under the current circumstance."

"Yes, I had assumed that was what was going on," Valkyrie nodded. She looked back at Banner, "Who is this guy?"

"He's a friend," Thor answered vaguely.

"I'm Bruce," Bruce introduced himself.

Valkyrie led the trio into a Saakarian apartment building, "I feel like I know you."

"I feel like I know you too!"

Thor and (Y/n) shared a knowing look, not knowing how to reveal to the two that they had been best friends for the past two years.

(Y/n) looked at the green hallways of the apartment building. It was cleaner than she would have imagined.

"Look, I've spent years in a haze trying to forget my past. Saakaar seemed like the best place to drink and forget and to die one day," Valkyrie explained.

"Yes, how much you drink will probably kill you," (Y/n) agreed.

"I don't plan to stop drinking, but I don't want to forget. I can't turn away anymore. So, if I'm gonna to die, well, it may as well be driving my sword through the heart of that murderous hag."

Valkyrie stopped at a door, "So, I'm saying that I want to be on the team. Does it have a name?"

"Yeah, it's called the," Thor struggled to find a name, "Revengers."

"Revengers?'

"Because (Y/n) and I are getting revenge. You're getting revenge," Thor looked to Bruce, "Do you want revenge?"

"I'm undecided," Bruce shrugged.

Valkyrie nodded, accepting the name, "Also, I've got a peace offering."

Valkyrie swung open the door, revealing Loki. He was sitting in a chair, wrapped up in chains.

"Surprise."

Thor tossed a near plastic bottle at him, it simply bounced off of his head.

"Just had to be sure," Thor muttered.

"Hello, Bruce," Loki smirked.

"So, last time I saw you, you were trying to kill everybody. Where are you at these days?"

"It varies from moment to moment," Loki said sarcastically, "Darling, would you be so kind as to take me out of these chains?"

"I feel like you deserve to be there so I'll let you out in a moment," (Y/n) assured.

Valkyrie picked something up and unwrapped it. It was an old Asgardian sword.

"A Dragonfang? My God. That's the famed sword of the Valkyrie," Thor fangirled.

"Sakaar and Asgard are about as far apart as any two known systems. Our best bet is a wormhole just outside the city limits. Refuel on Xandar and be back in Asgard in around 18 months."

"Nope. We're going through that one," Thor pointed at the largest wormhole.

"The Devil's Anus?"

"I didn't know it was called that," (Y/n) cringed.

"That looks like a collapsing neutron star inside of an Einstein Rosen Bridge," Bruce marveled.

"We'll need another ship. That would tear mine to pieces. It needs to have cup holders, because we're gonna die. So, drinks!" Valkyrie held her bottle in the air.

"I don't mean to impose, but the Grandmaster has a great many ships. I may have stolen the access codes to his security system," Loki spoke up.

Valkyrie threw her bottle at him, smashing it above his head.

"And suddenly you're overcome with the urge to do the right thing?"

"Heavens, no. But, I promised (Y/n) I'd leave with her so we could find a life somewhere. And in exchange for codes and access to a ship I'm asking for safe passage...through the anus."

"Okay, can I just," Bruce motioned for the other three to join him in a small circle, "A quick FYI, I was just talking to him just a couple minutes ago and he was totally ready to kill any of us. Well, not (Y/n), but still."

"He did try to kill me," Valkyrie added.

"Yes, me too. On many, many occasions. There was one time when we were children, he transformed himself into a snake, and he knows that I love snakes. So, I went to pick up the snake to admire it and he transformed back into himself and he was like, 'It's me!' And he stabbed me. We were eight at the time."

"You were just fine," (Y/n) rolled her eyes, "You never could take a joke."

"If we're boosting a ship, we're gonna need to draw some guards away from the palace."

"Why not set the beast loose?" Loki questioned.

"Loki," (Y/n) tone held a non-verbal warning.

"We're not doing that. We're going to start a revolution."

"I feel so Midgardian right now," (Y/n) stated, "They love revolutions."

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Valkyrie and Bruce were sent off to create a distraction together. That left Thor, Loki, and (Y/n) to get one of the Grandmaster's ships.

"Hey, so listen, we should talk," Thor said as Loki was putting in a security code to one of the doors.

"I disagree. Open communication was never our family's forte. (Y/n) and I's marriage is an exception.

The door opened and the trio turned towards the guards. Loki and Thor had guns raised, while (Y/n)'s hands were glowing gold.

Within a few seconds all of the guards in the small room were out cold. Loki moved on and began to put in the next entrance code.

"Odin brought us together, it's almost poetic that his death should split us apart. We might as well be strangers now."

"Thought you didn't want to talk about it?" Thor threw a guard up as he tried to ambush Loki.

The trio entered an elevator before Loki answered, "Here's the thing. I'm probably better off finding somewhere to stay in isolation."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Thor agreed, "You and (Y/n) deserve to be married in peace, raise a family without the fear of being prosecuted. You can be as lawless as you'd like.

"Do you truly think so little of me?"

"Loki, I thought the world of you. I thought the three of us were gonna fight side by side forever. But, at the end of the day, you're you, I'm me, and (Y/n) is the only thing that kept us together."

Everything became silent in the elevator. (Y/n) glanced at the two before she spoke up.

"Since we're being sentimental I have something to say. I'm pregnant."

Thor's mouth fell open. Loki blinked rapidly and (Y/n) was worried he was going to pass out. When he stumbled forward and pulled (Y/n) into the most bone-crushing hug she had ever experienced she couldn't help but laugh.

"That's why I went down to Earth a year ago. I had to see Pepper Potts to make sure."

"That's wonderful," Thor grinned, "Do you know yet what it will be?"

"Yeah, actually. I think it's twins. Two girls."

"Twins? I thought they were a genetic trait."

"Don't you remember brother?" Thor put a hand on Loki's shoulder, "Laufey killed his twin brother for the throne."

"Dear Gods," Loki ran a hand over his face, "How far along are you?"

"A year."

Because Asgardians were more complicated, per say, compared to humans, their pregnancies lasted longer. The average being two years.

"Halfway through you pregnancy and you're still fighting?" Loki seemed frantic, "Darling you need to take it easy, you aren't even showing! Are you sure everything is okay?"

"I've been keeping the children in a pocket dimension. It's safer than you would imagine, they're just fine. They're returned to my body as soon as it's safe to continue developing."

Loki seemed to calm down at that. He pulled (Y/n) into another hug, his hand cupping the back of her head and keeping her to his chest. It was then that she noticed how fast his heart was beating.

"You'll be a great father," she whispered. His heart rate slowed down, and she knew she had done the right thing.

"Hey, let's do Get Help," Thor spoke up.

"No."

"Come on, you love it," (Y/n) grinned, pulling away from the hug.

"I hate it. It's embarrassing," Loki shook his head.

"Do you have a better plan?"

"No."

"Then we're doing it."

"We are not doing Get Help."

(Y/n) and Thor shared a smirk, knowing full well that Get Help was the only plan they would be using.