Marvel's Avengers Assemble

The Masters of Evil are running loose again, Hawkeye.

- Where are you? - Friday!

It's not my fault, Hawkeye.

You said to hold all calls and, I quote,

"Unless the world is coming to an end, leave me alone."

"Why are you so late, Hawkeye?"

"Oh, because I was locked in the lab building arrows,

and our AI takes everything literally."

Should I not be taking you literally?

Friday, send a message to Iron Man.

Tell him I'm on my way.

Now, what did my wall ever do to you?

- The Avengers? Here? - Yep.

You Masters of Evil interrupted Cap's movie night.

For the record, Iron Man, that movie was just a documentary about you.

I know. Wasn't I great?

This way!

What are we doing? Stick with the plan.

What is this place?

One of my low-level hardware R&D labs.

I don't want Moonstone, Fixer, and Goliath stomping around inside it.

Hulk, Falcon, with me.

Forgot to say "please."

Beetle, Screaming Mimi,

you two are going to surrender, if you have any sense.

Surrender? As if!

I do not care for her tone.

Sorry I'm so fashionably late. What'd I miss? Uh-oh.

I got this!

Yeah, experimental phased-frequency arrow, with noise canceling.

Aah!

I said "experimental," right?

I didn't say anything.

Yeah, but you were thinking it.

You have no idea what you're up against, Falcon.

Sure, I do, Fixer.

That was a stud welder arm.

Now it's a gotcha machine.

Gotcha!

- You need to watch where you're going. - Oh, do I?

Whoa!

Yes, you do.

Aahh!

Think you're so big?

Widow taught me that.

Come on, Iron Man. You really need to call all of us in

just to handle the twerps of evil?

I like to share the fun. So sue me.

Aah! You're not gonna beat us again.

I'm gonna crush me some Avengers!

The whole building's coming down!

I got this!

Beat it, Beetle!

Screaming Mimi, Moonstone... Ladies, this has already been a bad day.

Let's not make it any worse for you.

Mm... Ugh...

Gotta say, with all your power,

you Masters of Evil oughta be harder to take down.

That's what I keep trying to tell them, but no one ever listens!

You do not! You never say that!

Will you stop talking for once? Please, just stop.

Hey, you don't talk to Screaming Mi...

W-What the heck was that? An explosion?

No. The tau-neutrino energy residue shows they teleported.

Screaming Mimi like that...

What just happened?

You have been rescued... by a friend.

My name is Baron Zemo.

Zemo? My grandfather told war stories

about a Baron Zemo who fought Captain America.

That was my father.

I share with him a name and a pure hatred for Captain America.

I share with you a hate for the Avengers.

And I offer you Masters of Evil a way to eliminate them.

Permanently.

Sure. Then unicorns will fall from the sky.

- I don't got time for this. - We're listening.

Good. Let's begin with making you much more powerful.

Using the tau-neutrinos, we backtraced

the source of the teleportation signal to Brazil.

Now we know exactly where the Masters of Evil are.

We should probably pay them a little visit.

Eh, you go on without me.

I'm in the middle of something, and I need lab time.

It's just the hysterically named Masters of Evil.

You don't need me on this.

Go. You guys got this. I'm just gonna stay and finish up.

Hey, Friday, I'll be in the lab for the rest of the day. Do not disturb.

And if the world is coming to an end?

If the world is coming to an end,

then you let me know.

All right, noise-canceller. You're a mess.

I'm not giving up on you yet.

Huh.

I might actually get this thing to work.

Go, me!

I got the keys to the kingdom.

That's strange.

The security checksum doesn't add up.

I had better check the Parsippany mugwump...

...emergenc...

Knock, knock.

Nobody's home!

Look alive. It could be a trap.

How are things in the sky?

I see a whole lot of nothing, Cap.

Teleport had to come from here.

I mean, unless they bounced the signal off a fake location.

The Masters of Evil usually aren't that clever.

Looks like they were clever this time.

We've been had.

Friday, how'd they get in here?

Friday?

Lookit. The hero ain't got no weapons.

Avengers, emergency code!

You waste your time.

The Tower's alarms and comm links have been cut.

Baron Zemo and the Masters of Evil?

The name does have quite a ring to it, does it not?

They were merely a petty group of misfits.

But under my guidance,

they will at last be true Masters of Evil.

Give up, archer. This just isn't your day.

Come on. No talking this out?

Just corner the unarmed hero and light him up?

Okay. Have it your way.

Hey!

Come on!

Get him.

a bow and arrow on every floor.

Huh?

Give up!

Not like you're Thor or some big deal.

One... Thor doesn't deal with low-rent crooks like you.

And two...

I am a big deal.

That will be enough of that.

I don't believe it. We took down an Avenger.

You have control of the Tower?

Was easy. I worked on these systems for Tony Stark.

Before he fired me.

Then this is the perfect revenge.

Fixer, help me obtain something from Stark's personal vault.

All of you, tear this Tower apart.