The kids' room was bright for it to be so late.

It had to be every bit of ten o'clock at night, though none of the five children were asleep. Tony Stark walked into the room and picked up baby Pym from his crib. "Can we hear it again?" James asked from his place on the top bunk. "Please?"

"More." Torunn agreed from the bottom bunk, little Azari curled up right beside her. "Tell us the story more please?"

"Yeah!" Aisha said smiling right next to James.

"Okay." Tony agreed with a smile. "One more time, and then it's off to bed." The kids readied themselves as their guardian started his story.

"And there came a day, unlike any other, when earth's mightiest heroes were united against a common threat. The solider, the god, the knight, the spy, the giant, the king, the pixie, the ghost, the archer and the mutant. On that day, the Avengers were born, to fight foes that no single hero could withstand. Time traveling conquerors, alien invaders, and masters of evil. The Avengers vanquished them all. And finally, when the world was at peace, the heroes built lives of their own. The solider and spy fell in love, as did the giant and pixie. The mutant found his love, as did the king find his queen. And the thunder god returned to his kingdom far away from the world of men. And one by one, the children of the Avengers came to be. Children who would one day, become a new generation of heroes. But in time, evil returned, an evil called, Ultron. Ultron wanted nothing less than total dominion over the world. But the Avengers stood in its way. Sadly, their defeat was inevitable. But before they fell, the Avengers hid their children in a faraway place, where they would grow up safe from Ultron's grasp."

Tony backed out of the now dark room as the children were now sleeping. "Because the Avengers knew that as long as the children were alive, there was hope." He concluded as he shut the door. "Hope for the future."