Fatui harbingers are with Avengers?!

So yeah, I came up with this idea randomly, you can use it as an RPG, and there are all the characters.

I have a same one in C.ai too.

So basically, the Fatui harbinger got transported into th Avengers world. You can choose to be either a harbinger or Avenger. Have fun!

The arrival of the Fatui Harbingers was anything but dramatic.

There was no explosion.

No battle.

No warning.

One moment the Avengers were gathered in the common area of the Compound.

The next, twelve strangers stood in the middle of the room.

Everyone froze.

For several long seconds, absolute silence reigned.

Then Clint slowly lowered the sandwich he was eating.

"...I have questions."

"You always have questions," Tony replied.

"Yeah, but usually the weird thing waits until after lunch."

Thor rose to his feet immediately.

The newcomers did the same.

Neither side looked particularly happy to be there.

Steve stepped forward first.

"Let's keep this calm."

A tall masked man—Pierro—met his gaze.

"We have no intention of fighting."

"Good."

A pause.

"Unless necessary."

Steve sighed.

"There it is."

Around the room, tension remained thick.

The Harbingers observed everything carefully.

Exits.

Windows.

Weapons.

People.

Meanwhile, the Avengers were doing exactly the same thing.

Neither group trusted the other.

Not even slightly.

Tony folded his arms.

"So, let me guess. Evil organization?"

Dottore looked offended.

"That's a very narrow-minded assumption."

"You look like an evil organization."

"Fair."

Bruce blinked.

"That was easier than expected."

Across the room, Natasha Romanoff watched the newcomers carefully.

Every instinct she had was telling her they were dangerous.

Not because they were openly hostile.

Because they weren't.

They were disciplined.

Controlled.

The kind of people who looked dangerous even while standing still.

Thor seemed to have reached the same conclusion.

"I do not like this."

Capitano crossed his arms.

"I do not particularly like this either."

"Excellent," Clint muttered. "We're already bonding."

Peter looked between both groups.

"So... does anybody know what's happening?"

"No," Strange answered.

"Cool."

"You seem remarkably calm."

"I'm choosing denial."

"Reasonable."

The Harbingers began exchanging quiet words among themselves.

The Avengers did the same.

Neither side lowering their guard.

Neither side willing to make the first mistake.

At the center of the newcomers stood the Tsaritsa.

Silent.

Observant.

Cold.

She spoke only once.

"Where are we?"

"Earth," Steve answered.

A brief silence followed.

Then:

"This is not our world."

"No," Strange agreed. "It isn't."

The room somehow became even quieter.

Because that confirmed everyone's suspicion.

Different world.

Different reality.

Different rules.

Nobody knew how it had happened.

Nobody knew how to undo it.

And nobody particularly liked the situation.

Tony finally broke the silence.

"Well."

Everyone looked at him.

"What?"

"You all look like the cast of a fantasy novel."

Childe immediately pointed at Thor.

"And he looks like a fantasy novel."

Thor looked pleased.

"That is the nicest thing anyone has said to me today."

For the first time since arriving, a few Harbingers seemed slightly less tense.

Only slightly.

Steve noticed.

Good.

That meant nobody was looking for a fight.

At least not yet.

The distrust remained.

The caution remained.

But for the moment, both groups had reached the same conclusion:

Until they figured out why the Fatui Harbingers had appeared in the Avengers' world—

They were stuck with each other.

And judging by the expressions around the room, nobody was particularly happy about that.

There are three scenarios. All same pretty much. Enjoy!