Hello, all! I've been patiently waiting for the Avengers tag to appear so I could post this and after much procrastination, I've posted it! Hopefully you all enjoy it as much as I do. This is set post-movie with an established team who live together, like in the comics. I'm a huge fan of the comics so most of my information will come from them. Do forgive me if there are any mistakes, I've looked this over seven times but ya'll know how eyes can miss things! Reviews are wonderful and mean the world to me. Enjoy chapter one :]

Disclaimer: We all know that I do not own any of the characters from the Marvel Universe, sadly. I only own the plot idea and the original character.

"Can you save me from this nothing I've become?
It's just something that I've done.
Never meant to cause you worry."

"Authorities say that no one was injured in the lab explosion that happened two days ago at the Acme Corporations plant in Brooklyn. The President of Acme Corp. and several workers still have not been located, but no traces were found at the scene. Civilians are still advised to stay away from the area as there is still police activi-"

Tony switched off the radio. He was sure that Pepper was going to kill him this time. It was a miracle that she hadn't already, really. After all the shit that he'd put her through he wondered every single day why she still stuck around.

He smirked, Because I'm Tony Stark. Of course.

Then he frowned. But she was actually going to kill him today.

He'd never been on time for anything before. Ever. Well, as far back as he can remember. At least back to the time when he stopped caring about what people thought about him, which was a long time ago, by the way. But today, of all days, he was going to be late. And he hadn't even tried to be late! He actually attempted to be early! Traffic would be the death of him. Well, Pep would be, but traffic would be an accessory to murder, at least. He honked his horn impatiently.

"You'd think me being a genius billionaire would mean I wouldn't have to wait in traffic," he sighed. "But I guess that's just not how it works. Jarvis, how long until we reach the restaurant?"

"Approximately thirty minutes from now," Jarvis replied.

Tony slammed his head onto the steering wheel. Great, he thought. One year anniversary with Pep and I'm going to be late.

Just then something crashed onto the hood of his car and the airbag deployed, effectively shooting burning powder into his face. He coughed and sputtered and tried to ignore the searing burning sensation in his lungs and the pain in his face from the bag. While attempting to stuff the airbag back in, or at least get it away from him, he called out to Jarvis.

"What the hell was that?"

"A human being has just landed on your hood, sir."


Tony scrambled out of the car, marveling at the fact that he wasn't as injured as he thought he'd be, and peered over his open door to look at his now obliterated hood. His poor, poor Bentley...

He slowly walked around to inspect the damage and see this supposed 'human being' who had just fallen from the sky and ruined his perfectly good car. People were talking loudly around him, snapping pictures on their cellphones, calling 911, generally just being in the way and nosey. But they had a reason to be nosey. Surely enough there was a human being embedded into Tony's car's hood. A relatively unharmed human being...

"Um," was all that Tony could manage when he saw that a woman, a naked woman, was attempting to climb out of the crater she had just created in his hood.

"Uhhh, Miss?" He asked, standing in front of her and offering her a hand. Shouldn't she be, well, putty? A pile of scrambled bones? Road pizza?

The strange creature looked up at him with a look of extreme fear mixed with confusion. She looked at his hand but made no move to take it. Tony didn't know for certain but just by the look in her eyes he could guess that she didn't understand what his hand offering meant. Weird...

She looked around at everyone staring at her and Tony could see her chest begin to heave. She was scared, that much was certain. Her unusual silvery grey eyes darted around frantically, wide like a doe caught in headlights. The burgundy hood of his now destroyed Bentley made her pale skin stand out. Had this woman never seen the sun before? Not one sunspot was visible on her creamy skin.

Huh, Tony thought. This woman had pink hair. Light pink curls fell down her back and effectively covered her, uh, chest. This woman was sure a weird specimen...

Then the realization that she was naked, naked!, popped back into his mind and he instinctively shrugged out of his jacket and threw it around, ahem, her lady parts. The woman flinched backwards at the movement, scared like a caged animal.

"What happened to you?" He mumbled, genuinely concerned. "And where the hell did you come from?"

She opened and closed her mouth, drawing his jacket closer to her and drawing her knees to her chest as best as she could given the fact that the deformed hood had twisted upwards underneath her knees. Her bare legs and feet dangled over the front of the hood while the rest of her body was sunken into the car. Tony noticed her obvious apprehension towards the bystanders and turned to them, slightly angry.

"Hey! Get back! What's wrong with all of you?" He swung his arms out and forced them back, "Nosey bastards..."

The woman looked up at him blankly and Tony wondered what the hell he was going to do. He scratched his head and pulled out his phone. He had to make a very important call.

"Tony, you have five seconds to explain yourself before I kill y-" Pepper's voice sounded after two rings.

He cut her off, "I know, babe, but I, uh, I have a really good reason. It's bizarre and...you probably won't believe it."

"Five...four...three... two-"

"Okay okay!" He didn't know how to say this but - "A naked woman fell from the sky and landed on my car."

No response.

"Pep? Hello?" He looked at the phone and saw that it had disconnected. Yep. He was as good as dead.

He sighed and dialed another number. When the person on the other line answered, Tony sighed.

"I think I found something you might want to see."

"Where are you?"

Tony looked around and gave the caller his location. As the voice on the other line barked out instructions for him, he sighed and looked at the woman again. She had somehow stood up from the hood crater and the jacket had slipped off. Tony rushed over and covered her with his body and quickly brought the jacket back up.

"Keep this on!" He ordered, "You're showing everybody your...you have no idea what I'm saying, do you?" At the blank look she gave him he sighed, "Of course you don't. No, not you," he said to the phone.

"How did you come upon this?" The sound of a car starting up sounded in the background.

"It...fell from the sky."

Silence. And then, "Don't move."

"Well my car is destroyed so that's not really an optio-" Tony looked down at his phone, "Why is everybody hanging up on me?"

A few minutes later the screeching of tires sounded on the busy New York City street and four sleek, black cars sped into view, windows tinted. A man stepped out of the foremost car, flanked by agents dressed in suits. The permanent frown on his face almost made Tony roll his eyes. This guy was always so serious.

"Stark," the man looked at him with the eye not covered by his eyepatch, "What hap- Christ." His eyes widened as they locked onto the woman standing wrapped in Tony's jacket. Tony was even more confused now.

"Agent Hill!" The man called, "Get over here! Stark, meet me at Avengers Tower."

"My car is destroyed. What's going on?" Tony demanded. "Who is she?"

Nick Fury gave him a hard look.

"Someone who isn't supposed to be alive."