[b][i][h3]San Francisco
2:00 PM
Top Floor of Champions' Peak[/h3][/i][/b]

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Some of the Legendary Avengers all sat around long rounded table, designated for the team to come. [b][i]Steven Rodgers[/i][/b] was sitting at the far edge of the table. This small meeting consisted of [b][i]Blackbird, Wolverine, The Archer, and Prof. Brashear[/i][/b]. Blackbird and The Archer had just arrived moments ago.

Logan laid back in his chair with his legs crossed on the top of the table and his Stetson hat covering over his eyes as he began to nod off. Steven stood and cleared his throat purposely to catch all of their attention after their minor greetings. Lance tried to nudge Logan, who responded by continuing to nod off. Lance plucked his nose. 

"Hey!" The Canadian grumbled.

"This is very important. Here, would you listen for a Scooby sna--" Lance's snark response was caught in his throat because of a fist to his face, knocking him out of his chair. Logan growled as Lance rubbed his head and sat back up on his seat. Lance glared at him but sat up a little straighter while rubbing his jaw. Damn adamantium....

"Heh, lightweight."

"Alright, alright. I know you are all wondering why we called this meeting." Steve said. With the slight change in inflection, he was given more attention accordingly.

"No. I like comin' around whenever you yahoos need cold cuts, just to leave for about an hour for you guys to call me again for more bullshit..[i]Just love it...[/i]" Logan replied sarcastically. 

"No one cuts sandwiches like you." Natalie casually jested.

"Guys. It's the new recruits that Director Fury, and myself have hand chosen to become the Champions." Steven announced. "Their scheduled assembly is today."

"Great. Where are they?" Natalie asked. 

"They are arriving as we speak. Fury has sent Mirage to go get them." Answered the hero of Freedom. Mirage was an agent that has been everywhere on the planet, and had been scouting at Fury's behest in the PROTECT Initiative. Director Fury had obtained all of the information on them, despite how secretive they may have thought they were. This meant that their secret identities were known, but not publicly exposed of course.  Mirage however had retrieved the other notable recruits and transported them via a helicopter each to the building telling them to wait there. All except the Prince of Wakanda that is who had been contacted through other means.

"They should be all here now." Brashear said, having heard the aircraft propel itself from the helipad just above the room they were in. 

"About time..." With that information, Logan finally pulled his legs from the table and rose to his feet. 

With Captain America leading the way, the heroes exited Once outside, the Avengers stood before the recruits. Black Bird was the first to speak, examining each of them evenly. 

"Well, hello young ones." The redhead greeted, being the first to speak, her tone both kind and cordial. Logan gave each of the kids a similar once over and pulled out a cigar from his jacket. After lighting his cigar, he let the smoke plume from between his teeth. There were no words that he offered, but he did give a nod to one particular recruit.

"Anyway." Steven began, standing straight with his arms behind him. "Hi. You may know me as Steven Rodgers or the Libertist. We are the Avengers and we need your help. The world's gonna need some young new heroes like you. PROTECT has been watching what you guys can do and I have to say that it is pretty impressive. What I am trying to say here, is that we are going to be recruiting you to be The Future's Avengers." 

"To become Champions of Heroism and Citizenship. With the increasing crime rate in the city, it could use some resident heroes." Brashear added, his hands resting behind his back. "For about a month or two, you are going to be trained in how to work not as separate heroes, but as a team."

"Wait. Where's the kid...?" Lance asked. Logan pointed behind himself with his thumb, having smelled out the fuel from some time ago. Nothing was there for a few moments. Then almost on cue, it seemed that the wind was displaced in the sky to form a silhouette that could be missed in the blink of an eye. The low hum of an engine running could be heard, increasing subtly in volume. Wind blew out, as something had descended upon landing pad of the tower. As though molding into reality from the air around it, a black jet appeared from the nothingness that appeared previously. 

The canopy of the jet opened and the face appearing was none other than the Prince of Wakanda, T'Zarri. He climbed out, with Ano'nki of the Dora Milaje. He was clad in simple seeming clothing, wearing a black hooded sweater, along with pants of an unknown, presumably Wakandan, brand in a similar color. Exiting the jet to stand beside Fury and Rogers, his arms crossed with one of the straightest expressions one could have. "Greetings Captain Rogers. Director Fury" The Black Panther spoke up. 

Fury scoffed a slightly with his mouth closed and started on his walk inside.

Steven chuckled, patting the kid in the back to receive a minor glare from the female guard that neither did take too much note of. "This," The Captain gestured to the Professor. "Is Professor Brashear. He is going to be training and looking after you as he's directly heading this group. The Archer is going to be your leader on the front lines for now until you find your own team strategy. Blackbird are going to be the one occasionally taking you all on out of country missions if necessary. Wolverine is going to come around and check on you guys every once in a while." Steven informed. 

"I hope you you all can find a way to get comfortable because this is where you are going to be housed for two months. After that, then you can choose for yourself if you want to stay or go." The Star-Spangled Hero finished, smiling gently.

"There's no way I'm part-time babysittin' the babysitter. I ain't built for it." Wolverine raised an eyebrow at the Libertist.

"If you really want your revenge, I'm sure you'll find it in the warm place that's in your heart." Steve reprimanded. 

"Can it, Boy Scout. For all I know, you were probably one of the bastards involved." 

"But you don't know that; Do you...? Besides, we both know that you're going to be back here on and off regardless, for one main reason." 

Logan growled, crossing his arms without any further resistance verbally. 

"Alright. We'll leave you guys to become acquainted with one another since you'll be working together. It was an honor to meet you fine recruits." Stated the Libertist, saluting as he departed from the helipad down the stairs and back into the building.

Having been quiet from her initial breaking of the ice in the conversation, Blackbird now had the floor again.

"With all of that in mind, do any of you have questions?"