Cell 1309 - 2017

"You noticed." Lance smirked. Keith stared at the array of wires stuck on Lance's right arm.

"What were they doing to you?" Keith asked, attempting to hide the concern in his voice.

"Interrogation. I'd rate it one out of ten stars. The only fun part is swearing at eye patch." Lance kicked Fury in the face.

"Come on." Keith muttered, pulling Lance out of the cell. "We have to go."

"Where are the others?" Lance asked, slamming the door behind him. Fury grumbled in his sleep.

"I don't know. But I'm not leaving you in that cell." Keith growled, punching a guard and knocking him out.

"Thanks. We need to get my Bayard." Lance said, dashing towards the lab.

"Can't you just call it?"

"Do I look like I'm wearing my armor?" Lance gritted his teeth as Keith sliced the lock on the door.

"Ready?" Keith breathed as he inched the door opened.

Lance grinned. "After you." The two paladins ran outside, finding themselves in some sort of lab. Lance's armor and Bayard were laying on a table nearby.

"This seems... Too easy." Keith muttered, holding his sword defensively as Lance pulled his armor on.

"Let's just get out of here. You have Red, right?"

"Well, er, no."

"How did you get here, then?!" Lance gasped.

"Portals. It's sort of confusing. I can explain once we get back to the others."

"Where are the others?"

"I don't know. If one of them would put on their goddamn helmet, I could track them and get to them!" Keith slashed the lock on the lab door and led Lance into the hallway outside.

"So how exactly are we going to get out?" Lance asked. Keith smirked.

"We improvise."

Stark/Avengers Tower - 2017

"Good news - I managed to track Keith and Lance." Shiro began, his eyes never leaving the screen in front of him. His fingers flew across a keyboard as he talked. "Bad news - they're in the most heavily-guarded prison on the continent."

"That shouldn't be too much of a problem." Tony said, a glint in his eyes. "It should only take me an hour or two to remote hack the system, seeing as I probably helped design it."

"While you do that, the rest of us will talk strategy. We'll learn the layout, the system, the plan. Then we'll get training." Shiro continued to type, but glanced up occasionally to make sure all eleven sets of eyes were on him. "Any questions?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, but then Steve raised his hand.

"How did you learn to type so fast?"

Cell 1309 - 2017

"This is a load of bullshit." Lance wheezed. He could tell Keith was suppressing a giggle, and while he appreciated the effort, he preferred it when nobody was laughing at him. It was hardly his fault that he couldn't take out a hallway full of armed guards. And Keith's warnings hardly dissuaded him from trying.

"I'm proud of you." Keith wheezed back, though he was out of breath from laughing instead of physical exertion. Lance scowled at him.

"Can we just hurry this up?" He frowned, gasping as footsteps filled the hallway.

"Incoming." Keith said, his face suddenly serious and almost angry. Lance was glad he wasn't on Keith's bad side. They both stood, preparing for the guards that were bound to turn the corner. They were in no way prepared for who they really met.

"Well hey, kids! Love the color scheme."

Sorry for the short chapter/cliffie! I'll update again soon, possibly tonight???