I do not own The Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow!

AN: I've had this idea stuck in my head for who knows how long so I just had to get it out. I'd like it if you people out there actually reviewed and offered your thoughts on my story. But know this, despite any flames or just plain bad reviews I get, I'm not going to stop writing until I finish this fic.

-The Next Generation-

XxThe StoryxX

"Can we hear it again? Please?" a five-year-old James begged.

James Rogers had short reddish-brown hair in a messy boy-cut with most of it hanging down close to his right eye. He had lightly tanned skin and cark-cerulean eyes.

He wore a pair of light-blue pajama pants that had red piping down at the bottom with a matching light-blue shirt that had a white large white star on the front of it with red piping at the neckline and sleeves.

"More," a five-year-old Torunn agreed, holding a three-year-old Azari, "tell us the story more. Please?"

Torunn had light blonde hair down to just below her shoulders with a small section tied off with a little red hair-tie, leaving that hair segment to hang down to her chin. She had a pale complexion and sky-blue eyes.

She wore a pair of white shorts and a large dark-blue t-shirt.


Azari had dark skin and very short black hair. His eyes, however, were a stunning amber.

He wore a pair of orange shorts and a red tank-top.

"Okay," Tony Stark chuckled, an eleven-month Pym in his arms, "one more time then it's off to bed."

Tony Stark had dark-brown hair down to just below his shoulders with streaks of grey and white running through it. His skin was tanned and he had a light mustache and beard combo in the same state as his hair. His brown eyes sparkled with amusement and affection for the young children in his care.

(AN: I know he's a blue-eyed guy in the film, but I think while the blue eyes suit him, I like the brown eyes he has in the The Avengers; Earth's Mightiest Heroes television show on Disney XD)


Pym had black hair in a almost rightside-up bowl shape. He had pale skin and dark-brown eyes.

Besides his diaper, the baby wore a light-yellow T-shirt.

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, and the Archer. 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 King found 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 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. Because the Avengers knew that as long as the children were alive, there was hope. Hope for the future.

Tony looked back at the children to see them fast asleep. Smiling, the older man tucked each of the children into their own beds and closed the door behind him as he exited the room.

'Yes as long as the children were still alive, there was still hope,' Tony thought as she walked away, leaving the young group to dream in peace.

I bid you adieu,