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Fix Him	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Fix Him
Fandom: Avengers
Story: 30
Characters: Avengers, Phil
Word count: 1,347
AN: We have another chapter up and ready to read. Enjoy.
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The call about an acid monster for the Avengers to deal with came to them while they were having a day together, forcing them to go and grab their respective uniforms and weapons. Phil headed to the van and headed out while the others took one of the smaller crafts, or in the case of Tony, flew themselves to the spot. The handler sat in the back with two others who worked with him on creating strategies and finding weaknesses for the group as they fought.
“So what do we have?” he asked, putting on his headset and listening to the talk going back and forth between everyone. He had to smirk at the sheer amount of snark that was coming from his lover as he fired at what looked to be smaller acid monsters of the huge one. Each monster was a neon yellow with neon green streaks swirling through their bodies, various spots of neon purples and blues adding some rather interesting psychedelic looks to the creatures.
Clint was complaining about having to hit the tiny specks of purple to make the acid monsters go into a sort of gelatinous liquid that didn’t look corrosive.
“We have one large class D acid monster. From what Thor has been able to tell us in our information exchanges, the species comes from the same solar system as the Asgardians do,” came the prompt reply from one of his helpers. Statistics were scrolling past several of the screens while the others showed what each of the Avengers was seeing along side the cameras that were pointed at them. “To dispatch them without dissolving everything their bodies touch, you must hit one of the colors that don’t move. The purples and blues seem to be vital organs of some sort.”
“I see,” Phil hummed before groaning. “It had to be things that have moving organs right? Did you guys hear that?” he asked, calling out over the airways to the rest of the Avengers. He got a chorus of yes’s from the team as they continued to take out the smaller creatures, occasionally trying to hit the larger creature and getting batted aside.
Natasha started to curse as she stripped off her shoe having kicked to death one of the creatures, tossing it at another one and hitting one of the streaks as it moved and watching it fall over with a screech. It got back up but went down for good when she unloaded a clip into the spot that she had hit with her shoe.
“I liked these shoes,” she complained as she headed for a better advantage point and some more ammunition for her gun.
“I have a wonderful clothing budget for you guys seeing as some of your outfits do cost quite a bit to replace,” Phil promised, scanning over the information on how to kill the bigger acid creature.
“Does this mean that I can replace those pants that now have holes in the bottom of their legs?” Clint asked over the line, getting a snicker from Tony.
“I thought you already replaced those seeing as I don’t ever see you wear them on these things any more,” the man said as he sent a small test blast at the larger creature.
“He hasn’t. I bought a new pair, Hawk. Don’t worry. They’re being created now since those pants had the interwoven strands to help create a more resistant fabric,” Phil stated, getting a low chuckle that promise all sorts of things.
“Please stop the, as Tony has often said, insistent flirting while we have a creature made of destructive things,” Thor complained as he used his powers to strike several of the smaller creatures, killing them. Phil looked at one of the feeds and blinked a few times.
“Hey, look, they turn ashy when struck by lightning,” he said before snorting as the bodies fell apart, leaving behind the acid glands. Only one was damaged and started to eat away at some of the rubble from the buildings around them, Thor hitting the spot with some of his lightning as he dodged the acidic spit of the largest monster. “Okay people, if you set them on fire they burn hot and fast before the fire dies. Lightning turns them ashy but be warned about the acid sacks,” Phil called out over the com lines before shaking his head.
Natasha cursed and rushed to the supply van, knowing that there were at the least flame throwers that she could use as Clint started to use arrows that would set anything on fire should the casings be damaged. Seeing as how he was firing at acid monsters that tended to just suck in the arrows, they would work well. Tony recalibrated his weapon systems to set fire to anything that they hit, already mentally calculating how much he was going to end up paying in the end. Thor continued on with hitting the creatures with his lightning bolts and attacking the main creature while Steve joined Natasha in gathering a flame thrower. It looked as if Bruce had de-Hulked and was currently dodging around the fighters and collecting the acid bags with special gloves and putting them into acid resistant bags.
Phil hummed softly and reached out to tap one of his people. “Go gather the specialty cases and make sure that we're ready to dispose of toxic waste,” he stated, waving at the man and getting a nod as he slipped out of the door and headed off to do so. “Bruce, can you make sure that you bring them to the supply van to contain?” he asked over the communications line.
“Not a problem,” Bruce called, sounding on the breathless side as he ran to the next pouch, scooping it up and running for the supply van that kept shifting as the fight went on.
“Watch it!” Tony called out as the acid monster growled/roared and spit out a glob of acid, the smaller monsters getting away.
Phil and the last of his people in the van looked up at the top of the van before frowning heavily at the solid thud. “Shit. Get out, get out now!” he roared out, shoving his people towards the back of the van with a growl.
As they got out, a couple of them had spots of acid that started to eat through their clothes, including Phil. Phil and his personally chosen hacker stripped out of the clothes that were disappearing, stripping down to nothing but their skins and blushes. “Fuck,” Phil groaned, picking up his phone and flipping open it, glad that it hadn't been eaten by the acid. “We need pick up and clothes,” he told the other person when they answered. Getting a confirmation from the supply van, he and the hacker moved to hide behind some rubble and stay out of the way.
Clint happened to look down as Phil found a spot out of the way, hiding his groin as much as he could and choked, sending the arrow in his hold deep into the acid monster and setting it on fire along side the other attacks by his partners. Swallowing, he complained about monsters and their nasty habits of destroying clothes. This time though, it was a rather spectacular way of destroying someone's clothes. Sighing and groaning, the archer grabbed his quiver and took the short way down the building, sliding and jumping over the rubble.
“Okay, you guys, let's get going,” he heard Tony call out as he landed near the group. Sighing, Clint walked over to where his lover was hiding and gave him an amused look.
“Not. One. Word. Not a single one,” Phil growled, eyes narrowed at his amused looking lover before scowling and standing up as the supply van rolled up. Clint took the offered clothes and handed it to his huffing lover, making sure that the others couldn't see him.
“Lose something there, Coulson?” Tony drawled as he walked up to the handler. He laughed loudly when the man just gave him a dark glare and fixed his tie. “Let's head to the tower, everyone.”
“Sounds good to me,” Natasha said, smirking at her friend as the other glared at Thor for daring to leer at his lover.
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