You were relaxing in your closest when you heard a loud bang in one of the other rooms. You didn't think much of it until you heard another bang in a different room. Then another. Then another. Suddenly his door was kicked in and someone stomped in.

Kitty: Where are you?!

You cracked open your closet door enough to peek out at the angry teen. Kitty was frantically looking around the room furiously.

Y/N: Hi?

Her head snapped towards the closet and noticed you on the floor. It took her a moment to remember that you slept there.

Kitty: Did you take it?

You looked at her confused.

Y/N: Take what?

Kitty fritted her teeth as she narrowed her eyes at you.

Kitty: My diary.

What the hell is a diary?

Y/N: I don't think so.

Kitty: You don't think so? You don't think so?! How do you not know?!

You jumped at her sudden spike in anger.

Y/N: I've only been in your room with you! I don't even know what a diary is!

Kitty realized she was being a bit too harsh. Of course you wouldn't steal her book. Why would you? She just sighed and buried her face in her hand.

Kitty: Sorry. It went missing last night and no one knows where it is. I looked everywhere! It's just gone.

Gwen suddenly rushed in looking mad.

Gwen: I already told you I don't have your stupid diary! Give me my bass back!

Y/N: Uh....

Marvel burt in as well followed by Sam.

Marvel: Which one of you jerks took my notebooks?!

Sam: Taking my Playbox isn't funny!

Laura stormed in the room and spotted everyone. She popped her claws out and stabbed them into your wall to get everyone's attention.

Laura: where, is, My, PHONE?!

Y/N: What the hell is going on?

Riri joined the fry by throwing down a empty case.

Riri: My tools are gone! How am I supposed to make stuff with no tools?!

Just then, Viv morphed into the room with angry eyes. This actually scared you since you had never seen her with any other expression.

Viv: My computer is missing. Does anyone care to explain?

Everyone glared at each other until Miles shuffled in. Everyone looked at him.

Miles: My records are missing. Did anyone barrow them? I won't be mad if you did. Just ask next time.

Marvel: So all of our stuff is missing. Great. We got robbed.

Suddenly everyone looked at you. You looked behind you to see if there was something there but it was only the wall. You turned back around.

Y/N: What?

Sam: Did any of your stuff go missing?

You snorted.

Y/N: I don't really have anything to steal. Plus I've been in here all day so I've had an eye on my stuff.

Everyone peeked into the small space and realized that you only had a few shirts and pants. They then looked at the rest of the room and realized that it was completely bare. Spidey had helped with getting rid of the bed so there was just a empty space.

Miles: Dude, why don't you buy some furniture?

Y/N: I don't need it.

You finally climbed out of the closet and stood up so you could talk with the others.

Y/N: Look guys, everyone got something taken right? It can't be any of us.

Kitty: Then who?

You shrugged.

Y/N: I'm not a detective.

Everyone let out a collective sigh. Your door opened again and Black Widow walked in. She was surprised to see everyone already gathered there.

Widow: Oh. Well it makes my job easier.

She held up a tablet but then noticed the angry looks on everyone's faces.

Widow: Did something happen?

Sam: Yeah! Someone took our stuff!

Widow looked confused. Then a look of recollection crossed her face.

Widow: Oh yeah. There was a break in last night.

Everyone collectively gasped at the news.

Marvel: WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?!

Widow: They took material things. We're looking into it but finding a couple of CDs and a diary aren't on the top of our priority list.

Y/N: That's cold.

Widow: What is top priority is a mission at Hell's Kitchen. We got a call from a friend that needs help dealing with some drug rings.

You smiled and grabbed your scarf.

Y/N: Sweet. I get to go see the namesake of my favorite move.

Everyone else just looked at you.

Sam: Must be nice to not have your stuff jacked.

Y/N: I've been robbed before. Streets, remember?

Miles continued to look around your room and sighed. You just smirked as you grabbed your uniform.
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All of you ended up in a warehouse somewhere in Hell's Kitchen waiting for your contact. You wondered who it could be while everyone else was still pouting about their stuff being taken.

The doors suddenly opened a man walked in. You hopped off the box you were sitting on and joined everyone as you all stood guard.

???: So you guys are who Natasha sent? I was almost expecting mini versions of the Avengers.

The man soon stepped into the light.

???: My name is Luke. Luke Cage. You'll be helping me and my team tonight.

Y/N: I've seen you before. In Harlem.

Luke looked at you and smiled.

Cage: Hey, I remember you. You were outside of Pop's pickpocking.

You just stood there awkwardly for a moment while your team looked at you.

Y/N: I was hungry.

Cage: Yeah. You ate 5 hotdogs after Pop offered to buy you some.

You smiled at the memory. The man was very generous. That was a few years back when you just a kid.

Y/N: How is he doing?

Cage looked down for a bit before rubbing his neck.

Cage: He's no longer with us. He was a victim of a drive by shooting.

Y/N: Oh. Sorry to hear that.

Cage: It's in the past kid. We just gotta move on. We make it up to those we lost by pushing forward and doing good.

Miles: Like taking down a drug ring?

Cage chuckled.

Cage: I like you kids already. Each of you will be helping us out with the various drug operations around Hell's Kitchen.

Riri: You keep saying us. Who else is there?

???: Us.

A figure dropped from the rafters above while two more came out of hiding.

You looked at Daredevil and laughed to yourself.

Y/N: Blind dude from the Cafe.

Cage: This is The Daredevil, Jessica Jones, and Iron Fist. We're the Defenders.