Pairings/Characters (this chapter): Steve/Tony (Pre-Slash), Hank Pym, Janet Van Dyne, Clint Barton, Thor (Dr. Don Blake), Victor Von Doom, JFK
Genres: Drama, Action/Adventure, Hurt/Comfort
Rating (this chapter): PG-13
General Summary: The Avengers battle Dr. Doom in his grab for the U.S. Government’s latest secret project.
Summary: Steve leads the Avengers into battle against the Army of Doom.
Date Of Completion: February 22, 2008
Date Of Posting: February 24, 2008
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, Marvel does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1586
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: This story takes place in the early Avengers continuity in the early Sixties. I seem to be stuck in pre-slash mode for Steve and Tony, but right now that’s how they’re speaking to me. Hope you don’t mind! :)
Any mistakes are mine, but this was written with love. It was also started on Presidents’ Day weekend, hence the Presidential theme and setting. :)
Following DC’s lead, JFK knows the Avengers’ secret identities (he knew Superman’s in the special issue published after his death).
Information on Mount Rushmore can be found here.
The entire series can be found here.
BATTLE FOR THE LIGHT
Steve felt a calmness settle over him. He had faced pre-battle jitters dozens of times, and it rarely changed: butterflies in the stomach, nerves primed and ready, and then just before leaping into the fray, the calmness.
He glanced around at his new comrades: Giant-Man, the Wasp, Hawkeye, Thor, and Iron Man. All good people, all proven warriors. He liked their snappy patter and their breezy attitude covering deadly seriousness.
Doctor Doom hadn’t bothered to wait for the Fantastic Four to show up. He and his army of soldiers had appeared outside the secret lab nestled in the Black Dakota hills, and now there was only one thing left to do.
It was a battle cry that set his blood pumping as they flew forward, Captain America hitching a ride with Iron Man. He smiled as he felt the armored arm grip him tightly, and as they descended upon the plains Iron Man set him down on the ground with nary a bump.
Doom was nowhere to be seen, but Cap knew that he was around somewhere. Nick Fury and his men were taking care of searching the labs and guarding the latest project the Government was working on. There had only been time for a hurried briefing, but Cap knew enough to realize that Dr. Doom and the special project together would be a disaster.
Not to mention if Doom knew who was meeting with the scientists and military people in charge of this project.
For the Avengers, the Army of Doom was their target.
He rather liked that name. Catchy, creative, and comic-book-stylish. Some of his civilian work involved comic books, so it was all good. His amusement received a quirked eyebrow from Hawkeye, who was readying his bow.
Cap immediately brought his shield up, parrying a laser thrust, his legs flying as he slammed into a soldier, the Wasp buzzing by his head. He sliced through a knot of men as Iron Man’s repulsor blasts scattered others. Thor was wielding his hammer with deadly precision, and Giant-Man was scooping up other soldiers while shrugging off their blasts. The Wasp was creating a nuisance as she buzzed around people’s heads, stinging them as she flitted from man-to-man.
The calmness was mixed with excitement now. Ironically, battle and the edge of death was making him feel alive. Or maybe it was because he felt confident in this arena instead of feeling like a fish-out-of-water ever since being thawed out. Strategies and battles and good-versus-evil he could do without feeling lost.
“You’re goin’ down, Captain!” sneered an officer and received a punch in the jaw for his effort.
“Not yet, pal.” Cap easily sidestepped the next man and knocked him out, too. Looked like the ol’ body was still in shape.
As he forged ahead he did his best to keep an awareness of his teammates. All equals in stature if not in power, he still felt a responsibility for them because of his election as leader.
“Doom comes to the Avengers!” laughed one soldier.
“A little theatrical, aren’t you?” Cap asked as he ducked and landed a haymaker on the spouting soldier.
“Urkk!!” was his only reply.
Smiling, Cap ran right into the thick of battle, hurtling his shield and knocking down a string of men like tenpins.
“Well done, Captain!” Thor sang out, and Cap held out his hand as his shield returned to him. Thor was always fascinated by the star-spangled weapon. His own hammer was wielded with expert efficiency, and he appreciated a fellow craftsman in the art of its usage.
Giant-Man and the Wasp were in perfect sync, driving their opponents back, and Hawkeye was working his way forward in cadence with Cap. Despite Hawkeye’s prickliness towards him, Cap never doubted his expertise or courage.
He glanced over at Iron Man. Despite their disparity in power he was even more in tune with the red-and-gold Avenger. Cap signaled him to go for the officer that was leading the charge, and Iron Man nodded.
Cap flexed his muscles as he laid a punch on a pesky soldier, then drove ahead with Hawkeye close beside him. Iron Man was zapping soldiers left and right, and Giant-Man scooped up a huge amount of dirt and dumped several men into the crater, their shouts of rage and frustration music to Cap’s ears.
One of the soldiers broke off and started running away. Cap almost turned away when he saw a flash of dull gray armor and a dark-green cloak flutter through the trees. He took off at a run, yelling at Iron Man, “Take over!”
He crashed through the forest, hearing the noise of two men ahead of him. Doom was taking off with a lackey. Had he accomplished his mission back at the lab? Cap couldn’t let him get away. Blood pounding, he increased his speed.
He broke through to a plain, hesitating for a split-second as he saw the majestic sculptures of Mount Rushmore loom up in front of him. He quickly re-directed his attention to his pursuit, his quarry up ahead.
Doom’s subordinate turned and began firing with a laser rifle, Cap flying behind a rock for protection. He saw the man turn and hurled his shield.
The soldier cried out as the shield knocked him to the ground, his rifle flying. Cap raced forward and knocked him out, flinging the rifle away.
He saw Dr. Doom heading for the stairs that led up to the statues, dragging along a man in a dark-blue suit with a thatch of unruly brown hair. Cap’s heart sank but he took off, clattering up the stairs in pursuit, a wave of memory hitting him. He felt a well-loved presence at his side and heard shouts of old comrades, then blinked and was back in the present. He speeded up to make up for lost time.
Doom was fast and worked his way up to the top of the giant statues, Cap getting a flashback to North By Northwest and hoping it would turn out the same way: bad guys defeated, good guys victorious. He sped over the top of Lincoln’s head and shouted, “Give up, Doom! I’ve got the Avengers and SHIELD backing me up!”
Victor Von Doom rumbled with laughter. “Captain, you have a brazen quality about you. I admire that.” He was standing on top of T.R.’s head now. One hand gripped the arm of the President of the United States while his other armored hand reached into the folds of his cloak and drew out a globe of light. JFK yelled, “Watch out, Cap!” Doom aimed the Globe at the star-spangled Avenger, who put his shield up just in time, or he was certain he would have suffered burnt retinas.
The voice of Iron Man was never more welcome. A streak of scarlet-and-gold went by Cap, flashes of repulsor rays aiming for Doom.
“Iron Man, watch out! He’s got JFK and the Globe!”
Iron Man veered off just in time as Doom aimed the Light Globe. Cap hurled his shield and swore as the light pushed it back, sending it clattering down the sculpture.
“Surrender, Captain, or your President’s head will be blown off.”
Cap clamped down on a curse as he saw the gun aimed at JFK’s head. The President was cool, the only sign of tension that of his right fist clenched by his side.
“Don’t do it, Cap.” Hazel eyes were calm as he looked at Steve.
“I’m sorry, sir, I can’t risk your life.” Steve’s mouth was dry and his pulse raced but he had to match Kennedy’s outward calm.
“And you can’t let Doom keep this Globe.” Striations of light flickered in his eyes.
“Captain America, I order you to…”
JFK suddenly moved and knocked the Globe out of Doom’s hand. The enraged villain landed a blow and the President was hurled to the ground. Cap took advantage of the distraction, charging forward.
Doom and Iron Man battled, Cap slipping down the face of Jefferson and retrieved his shield, glad that it had caught on an outcropping of rock between Jefferson and T.R. He scrambled back up and was just in time to see Doom score a hit on Iron Man, the armored Avenger tumbling out of the sky and landing hard on the ground.
Victor Von Doom’s laugh was triumphant but he had little chance to savor his victory. He cursed as the shield knocked the Light Globe out of his hands.
“You and this star-spangled tin…!”
“…Frisbee?” Cap smirked as the shield came back to him. He dived for the Globe at the same time that Doom did and they wrestled, Cap managing to throw off the other man and grab the Globe. There was no use trying to punch armor.
But Doom was lightning-quick. He dove at Cap’s legs and the Globe loosened, falling as both men grabbed for it. They lost their balance and tumbled down Jefferson’s face.
Cap gritted his teeth as the stone gouged into his body, one jagged piece tearing away a piece of his costume from his rib area. He couldn’t see the Globe anymore but Doom was still fighting and cursing. Cap fought him all the way down Mount Rushmore, then grunted as they landed on a small ledge. Doom tumbled further down, Cap missing his hand by inches. He scrambled up and slipped, falling again and this time the pain was in his head as he blacked out…