Twilight Sparkle hurt all over.

She was sitting in a pile of rubble. As she groaned, waking up, a voice nearby said, "You fell out of the sky."

She opened her eyes and glanced down at her body. It was strange and unfamiliar, and it was male. It was naked, which wouldn't normally have given her pause, but a strange feeling told her it was different now. Nakedness was a taboo in this culture.

"I saw you fall," the voice continued, "big and green and totally nude."

The words came out of her mouth without conscious thought. "Did I hurt anybody?"

She briefly wondered why she hadn't said "anypony", but that same instinctive sense told her that that wasn't right either. She wasn't in Equestria anymore--she wasn't even Twilight Sparkle anymore. Her name was Bruce Banner... or, according to some, the Hulk.

Which was why she hurt all over right now; she'd fallen from the sky after a fight on the helicarrier.

"Nah," the man was answering, "nobody in here but me. Sure scared some pigeons, though."

She nodded with relief. He pulled out a bundle of clothes and tossed them to her. "Didn't think they'd fit you, 'till you turned into a regular-size feller," he added, as she gratefully put them on.

Remembering her manners, she said, "Thank you. Thank you very much." A stranger had crashed through the roof of this building--probably his job--and his first thought had been to give them clothes. That might have been common in Equestria, but here on... on earth, that was growing increasingly uncommon.

"Eh, don't mention it." He watched her dress for a while, which felt a little uncomfortable, but it would've been just as awkward if he'd looked somewhere else. Her mind was busy processing the Loki situation, and she thought she had a solution. Now she just had to-

"Are you an alien?" the man asked conversationally.

Caught off guard, she only said, "Huh?"

"From outer space, an alien."

"No," she said. Maybe, she thought.

"Then, son, you've got a condition."

If by a condition, you mean a blast of gamma radiation that turns me into a destructive monster if I get either angry or hurt, destroying everything around me I care about, then yes. Aloud, she didn't even answer that remark. Instead she said, "I hate to burden you further, having already destroyed your... workplace?" He nodded. "But I need to get to New York, as quickly as possible. Can you help me?"

Pinkie Pie was-

"Thor all over! Heehee, get it? I'm Thor all over?"

Pinkie! Stop your fourth-wall breaking and your terrible puns and let me narrate!

"Hmph. Party pooper."

As soon as Pinkie's eyes flickered open, she knew what was going on. She didn't have to wait and process. Quickly, she stood up and summoned Mjolnir from a few dozen yards away. "All right! Let's go stop Loki and save the world! Best! Adventure! EVER!"

She lifted the hammer and twirled it around and around like the blades of a helicopter, quickly taking off into the bright blue sky.

Fluttershy was terrified. True, she was usually terrified, but it was much more deserved this time. She was in a totally weird place with memories of Clint Barton, a secret agent. And that meant memory after memory of hurting people, even killing them.

Oh, and there was that small tiny totally insignificant detail where he'd been brainwashed by Loki and killed a bunch of other people and helped him make a portal to invade the world!

She forced herself to take deep breaths. Clint's brainwashing had gained one valuable piece of information; the day when Loki would attack. Today.

She had to warn the others. Clint is confident. He knows what he's doing. I can be confident too. After all, I'm him... kind of.

Internally, she was both whimpering and screaming with panic, but she kept them both down inside. She thought of Clint's secret family, his wife and children. Then she imagined Loki and his invasion of aliens attacking, destroying the farm. NO. I won't let that happen. The anger boiling up at the very thought of something happening to that innocent family was enough to get her up and moving. She couldn't waste time panicking, not if she wanted to prevent that from ever happening.

Applejack's eyes opened. She was somewhere completely unfamiliar, and a quick glance at herself showed that her body was unfamiliar as well--yet part of her also recognized both. The name "Steve Rogers" popped into her head, as well as a long history of fighting for America, living and breathing patriotism, and a very current danger from Loki and a tesseract.

Some ponies called Applejack 'simple', and maybe they meant that she wasn't very smart. But the way she saw it, 'simple' meant that her world was clear, straightforward, black and white. She didn't have to hesitate even for a second; she knew what she was going to do. She was going to save the world.

Then she could worry about finding her way home.

Rarity absolutely adored her hair. Springy, bouncy little red curls. They were adorable--and so practical! While she personally wouldn't have worn a short mane for anything, this hairdo was both stylish and out of the way.

The constant black clothing was a little drab, though. Now, a green dress would really make that hair pop, not to mention bring out her eyes! Yes, perhaps with some bronze accents...

"Focus, Rarity," she murmured. "Save the world first, design fashion second."

Rainbow Dash was... an egghead. Okay, she was an amazing, bold, confident egghead, who used his egghead-i-ness to become a totally awesome superhero. But still... an egghead. Come on!

Still, she was Iron Man, and she was totally awesome, and also it was partially her job to save the world. And she wasn't in Equestria. This wasn't likely to be a quick standoff, leaving everyone unharmed. Here on earth, people got hurt. Innocent civilians were caught in the crossfire. People got killed.

Well.

Not on her watch.

Author's Note

So, you guys should know: I'm a really terrible author. I'm not going to make a schedule to update, because I'll never stick to it anyway. Thing is, though, most of the chapters are already written. All I'll need to do is publish them, and I'll still forget. So if it's been a while and I haven't updated, shoot me a comment or a PM and yell at me, okay? Thanks.