Next Avengers:Next Generation

Slippery Slope

"THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM !"

"WELL I DON'T KNOW THE FACT THAT WE JUST GOT OUR ASSES KICKED BY SOME NEWBIES IN HALLOWEENS COSTUMES REALLY TAKES THE CAKE !"

Walking into the Armory everyone started to hunker down on their weaponry and suits but the fight among one another was still brewing and it was going strong

"WE WEREN'T A TEAM OUT THERE HELL WE WEREN'T EVEN HEROES !" Pym yelled

"IF SOMEONE WASN'T SUCH A PUSHOVER ALL THE TIME AND ACTUALLY WENT BIG WHEN HIS EMOTIONS WEREN'T IN THE WAY MAYBE WE WOULD WIN MORE FIGHTS !" Azari yelled back this time only rilling Pym up more as with an angered groan he took off his suit and put on a normal shirt

Torunn had submitted a subtle laugh at Azari only grabbing his attention flaring him up

"Oh please Azari, you talk as if you were the greatest warrior out there. But just like all of us you had fallen flat on your foot"

His hair began to flare up in a mix of anger

"Ohh right because Ms Thunder god was kicking ass out there right. Don't think we didn't see the Torunn sized crater that stronghold slammed you into"

Back and forth everyone went arguing and bickering among one another

Everyone expect for James who said nothing throughout the whole altercation

All he did was take off his jacket leaving him in his plain black shirt and suit pants and soon grabbed his shield and jacket and left needing to escape from the arguing amongst his team

But he should've know it wouldn't be that easy as right when he made it to the sliding door everyone noticed him trying to slip out

"Oh great leader. Where the hell do you think you're going ?" Francis commented

James didn't even look back

"We all fought sloppy and poorly today, there's no buts about it. Tomorrow everyone hit the training room"

Usually if they had a bad fight everyone would just spend hours in the training room together until they worked it out but by the looks on Azari, Torunn, Francis and Pym's face. It looked like it would take a lot more than just that

"Oh no no no. your not just gonna Captain America your way out of this one" Pym stated as he began to march towards James

"Your head wasn't in the game either James-"

"Yeah but I wasn't the one on the fucking floor coughing for my life now was I Pym !" James snapped

His voice was strong and wieldy. As if a lion had just roared in the armory as his face gave off a serious glare that gave everyone chills down their spine

Sam had made his way into the Armory ready to talk but immediately shut his mouth when he heard James saying the same thing he was gonna refer to

"We fucked up, case closed. We were uncoordinated, we were sloppy and most of all we weren't a team out there. We were teenagers. Teenagers with superpowers. So as Captain and most importantly leader of this team My call goes and what my call right now is tomorrow morning we all run training simulations until our body aches got it"

It was the command of a Leader. One Sam thought would get everyone back in line as a glint of hope sparked and a small smile plastered

But the Hope immediately shriveled out when Francis scoffed and the rest of the team had annoyed and crossed looks on their face

Grabbing his jacket Francis began to match out the armory as he crossed James

"You may be the Leader. But no one's tells me what to do" he said before walking right past James ignoring his orders