Alright, ladies and gents, this new one, once again, features my main OC Logan Washburn. I was going to start this once I finished 'The World Warrior Tournament', but Naito Writer Syndrome struck me and I couldn't help but to start it. This is the first time I've worked with Marvel characters as well as Capcom, aside from Ryu, Chun-Li, Akuma, and Crimson Viper. This is a crossover between Bleach and Marvel vs. Capcom using the roster on Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 as well as M. Bison.

DISCLAIMER: Capcom owns their half of the Marvel vs. Capcom cast as well as the franchise while Marvel owns their half. I own Logan and the new OCs I'm bringing in from flameblade89's story 'Cyborgs & Symbiotes', Brad Platinum/Jet and Miranda Haynes, while he owns Todd Platinum/Cloak (who I'll bring in as well) and a friend of his owns her OC Crystal Hughes. Tite Kubo owns Bleach.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Communication"

"Zanpakuto/Symbiote"

"Hollow/Hollow Ichigo"

Newfound Trouble

In the Navajo desert, some miners were digging for minerals to bring to their boss. They were working for a company that owned nearly the entire West Coast: Stark Industries. The workers were naturally hot and sweaty due to being in the desert for so long. Their boss was kind enough to supply them with water where they worked. The minerals they dug up were few and far between, but one of the workers did come across something strange. "Hey, guys, you might want to come and look at this!" he shouted.

"What is it, Ty?" another worker asked. He looked down and saw, to their surprise, a couple of humans in the ground still intact. One was a young woman with jet black hair who wore a skin-tight sleeveless shirt and pants to match. Her elbow-length black gloves were fingerless and had red bands on the arm with silver spikes. The boots also matched. The other was a young man with black hair, a red t-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. Both of them were unconscious. "Do you think we should bring them to Mr. Stark?"

"Yeah," said Ty. "He'll want to see this." They picked up the two of them, figuring out that they were alive, but unconscious. None of the workers knew how it was possible.

On a plane ride to Malibu sat none other than Logan Washburn, who was more than excited to see an exhibit dedicated to one of his all-time favorite heroes, Captain America. While he had his Assassin gear in his suitcase, he was currently wearing a new pair of Aviators given to him by Cammy, a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and Timberland boots. He also had in his suitcase what he was going to wear at the exhibit since he discovered that his old friend Tony Stark was holding the event. Like with the Wayne family, Logan (and by extent, his late father) were friends with the Stark family, mostly because his father knew Tony since the former's early days as an Assassin. This has created something of a father-son relationship between Logan and Tony.

When the plane landed, Logan saw a robot holding a sign with his name on it. "Hey, J.A.R.V.I.S., what's going on?" the Assassin asked.

"Greetings, Logan Washburn," said J.A.R.V.I.S. "Mr. Stark is currently preoccupied, so he sent me here to retrieve you. He also sends his sincerest apologies."

"He's probably having 'fun' with Pepper again," Logan said with a smirk.

"I am a machine and even I must find a level of attractiveness within Miss Potts. That is not the case, though. Shall I take you to the mansion?"

"Please do. I had a long flight. You're not going to believe this, but some jackass was actually drunk on the plane…"

J.A.R.V.I.S. opened the trunk and placed itself and Logan's suitcase inside of it before transferring itself into the car. The limo had black leather seats, red floorboards, and tinted windows. The computer program made a table rise up that had some champagne on it as well as a brand of alcohol that the Assassin was familiar with: Jack Daniels. "Nice going, Tony," he mused.

"Mr. Stark asked that the whiskey be placed on the serving tray and to pour you a…'shot', I believe he called it."

"A simple shot is all I drink because the stuff is too damned strong." Logan poured some whiskey in his shot glass and drunk it down, causing him to take a deep breath. "It's like I said: too damned strong. Even then, I very rarely ever drink the stuff. You guys happened to have caught me at a time when I was in the mood for it."

"Your humor would be more appreciated by Mr. Stark than me. I'm still having trouble comprehending the jokes."

"Oh lighten up, will you?" Suddenly, an explosion caused J.A.R.V.I.S. to stop, so Logan looked outside and saw a figure dressed in red with black highlights around his eyes and on the sides of his torso as well as his pants. He was wielding a pair of swords on him. There was another fighter, an archer, who wore a dark purple shirt with pants, boots, and gloves to match, as well as sunglasses. The bow was a longbow and he had Trick Arrows on him. "J.A.R.V.I.S., what's the deal with these two?"

"The archer is Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye. His specialty is Trick Arrows. Does that sound familiar?"

"Yeah, it sounds like a purple version of Green Arrow. What about the other one?"

"The mercenary is Wade Wilson, also known as Deadpool. Because he has a tendency to talk a lot and annoy both his allies and opponents, he is appropriately nicknamed 'The Merc with the Mouth'."

"Aww, now you're no fun, computer guy," Deadpool said. "The readers of this little story should've told the author what we do as our hobbies."

"Do you have any idea what he's talking about?" Logan asked Hawkeye, who had just recovered.

"Don't mind him. He's a lunatic. Just get out of here while you still can," said Clint. He took out an arrow and fired it at Deadpool, who dodged it.

"Missed me," said the merc. Deadpool saw the smirk on Hawkeye's face, which told him to look behind him. "Aw man, not the heat-seekers! The fans that are reading this are not going to be on your side, Hawkeye!" He pushed a button on his belt and teleported out of the way. Logan made like he didn't sense where he was at while he got both his archery set—which consisted of his own compound/recurve hybrid bow and Trick Arrows, courtesy of Green Arrow—and his trusty sword. He sensed that Deadpool was close enough, so he slammed him with the bow, notched an arrow, and fired, revealing the classic Boxing Glove Arrow in a black color.

Hawkeye saw that and was impressed, mostly with the aim. "So you can aim a recurve bow. I don't know who taught you, but I think I could learn a thing or two about aiming one of those from them."

"Hey, can I call a time-out?" Deadpool asked. "I'd like to let the readers know how the end result is going to be for this fight!" He then made like he turned to a camera. "Okay, guys, anyone who's read 'Symbios-Issues', 'The World Warrior Tournament', and 'Big Leagues' ought to know who the OC Logan Washburn is. He's not Wolverine, so he's not that cool. Anyway, here's how the fight's going to go down: They fire some arrows. I dodge the arrows. I beat the living hell out of them. Then I break dance until they send me flying." All the while Logan and Hawkeye were looking at each other like Deadpool was crazy…which is the truth. "Oh, and this is an author that's new to including me. Seriously, he should've done this before. It would've made his fics a whole lot cooler. Now let's get to the actual fight."

Deadpool disappeared, alarming both Logan and Hawkeye. As he said, he started whooping up on Hawkeye. After a series of punches and kicks, he sent the archer flying to Tony's limo. Logan put his archery set down and got out his sword when he saw the Merc with the Mouth get both of his out. The Assassin slashed first, but Deadpool just jumped up and kicked him in the back. The two of them slashed at each other and crossed swords, only for Deadpool to kick Logan to a wall. He kept delivering a series of blows to him afterwards. Once he was done with that, he made the mistake of celebrating too early, break dancing while Logan was still conscious. While Deadpool wasn't looking, Logan saw a gas leak coming from the limo. He Flash Stepped and grabbed Hawkeye while J.A.R.V.I.S. got out of the trunk with Logan's suitcase. Sure enough, Deadpool took his dance to the limo.

Logan lit a match and dropped it on the gas. That's when Deadpool started smelling something. He turned around and saw the fire heading right to him. "Aw nuts," he said as Logan smirked and gave him a two-finger salute. "I hate you, Logan, but I really hate your writer." The limo exploded and sent Deadpool flying high into the sky. "I WANT A REMATCH! I WANT MY OWN CHAPTER! I WANT SOME HOT GIRLS! I WANT A SEQUEL TO MY VIDEO GAME!" he cried as he disappeared.

"I'm just going to guess that you still have no idea what he's talking about," Logan said to a barely conscious Hawkeye.

"Nobody knows what he's talking about half the time. It's usually best to ignore him. It looks like that win cost you Tony Stark's limo."

"I'll have to call him and tell him the situation." Logan got his cell phone out and dialed Tony's number. Naturally, a female voice answered it.

"Tony Stark's mansion," she said. "This is Ms. Potts speaking."

"Pepper, it's Logan. Where's Tony at?"

"Oh hi, Logan! I'm afraid Tony's not here right now. What can I do for you?"

"Well while J.A.R.V.I.S. and I were on our way there, I had to help Hawkeye defeat Deadpool. We won, but it cost us Tony's limo. Luckily, J.A.R.V.I.S. managed to get both its robotic body and my suitcase out of there."

"I have a lock on your location now. You three are in luck. There's a nearby hospital that Tony owns. He's there right now with a couple of patients if you want to see him. I don't know how he'll react to the limo being destroyed, though."

"Alright, thanks, Pepper." After they hung up, Logan looked around for the hospital that Pepper mentioned. He and Hawkeye saw a building that had the logo on it saying 'Howard Stark Memorial Hospital'. "Figures," Logan said. "C'mon. We have to catch up to Tony."

They got to the hospital safe and sound, but due to the beating Hawkeye took from Deadpool, Logan had to carry him. It was a good thing that J.A.R.V.I.S. had its own wheels so it can move around. Since Hawkeye was merely suffering from fatigue and bruises, he didn't need surgery. He just needed to rest. Logan sat him on a chair in the waiting room and had a look around. The pictures he saw were of Howard Stark with some patients as well as at charity events. His eyes lit up when he saw him in a picture with Captain America. Seeing his favorite heroes often made him feel like a kid again. Iron Man was another favorite of his, but since he was a hero in the present day, he had a better chance of working with him like he did Hawkeye.

The young Assassin heard some groaning and saw that the Agile Archer was holding his head. Since he took a good bunch of hits from the Merc with a Mouth, Logan figured immediately that he wound up with a concussion. "Hold on, Barton. Let's get you somewhere to rest," he said. Immediately, an empty hospital bed came and the nurses helped Logan put Hawkeye on the bed. "Do you think he'll be alright?" he asked the desk clerk.

"Your friend's going to be fine. You guys fought Deadpool, not the Hulk. He should be okay," she answered. Just then, Tony came in with a confused look on his face. He had a head of black hair with some white on the sides and a goatee on his face. The billionaire also wore, at the moment, a pair of khaki pants, black shoes, and a grey sweater with a black shirt underneath. "Mr. Stark, if you're done mulling around in your thoughts, you have a visitor."

Tony looked and saw Logan and J.A.R.V.I.S. standing in the hallway with the former wearing his sword and archery set. "I'm afraid you're going to have to put the weapons back in the suitcase, kid. Security hates those things and they've got nothing better to do," he joked. Logan took his advice, folded up his bow, and placed the archery set and his sword back in the suitcase. "So what brings you to the hospital? I was actually going to have you and Hawkeye do a charity show before the exhibit opens."

"Hawkeye and I got in a fight against a maniac named Deadpool. He sort of reminded me of an insane version of Deathstroke the Terminator. Anyways, he totaled the limo by sending Hawkeye flying and hitting the engine. You sort of lost that car after I took advantage of a gas leak. Sorry about that. After that, I called your place and Pepper told me you were here. As you can tell, Hawkeye suffered a little bit of a concussion."

"Well that explains the reason why he was in a hospital bed. Don't worry about the limo. I can replace it sometime, along with the Jack and wine. With Hawkeye out of commission, though, you're the only one I have left for the charity show. I'll have to call in someone to replace him."

"He's got a concussion, but I'm sure Clint will be fine. I would recommend my buddy Ryu from the tournament, but he's hard to get a hold of. What about the X-Man known as Wolverine?"

"You mean the other 'Logan' I know? I'm not so sure he's charitable. Besides, people would freak when they find out that the claws are real. Hulk's out of the question. Hmm…"

(Soul Society…)

In the Squad 2 Barracks, a certain Stealth Force leader was looking over herself in the mirror. Aside from the braids, she wore a pair of blue pants, a blue top with a white star on the chest, a blue mask with a matching star in the middle and red accents on the mask, red elbow-length gloves with white bands on them, red bands on the pants and shirt, and blue shoes. The reason that Soifon was wearing this was to impress Logan, who happened to be her ex. She regretted slapping him in the middle of the two months between the McSleez cyborg attack and the S.I.N. Tournament. While she wasn't that big a fan of Captain America—the other reason she was dressed the way she was—she couldn't help but have more respect for him when Logan told her about the American values and that Captain America represented them, especially freedom.

Soifon took one last look at herself and, while she did find an irony in what she was wearing, she smirked, liking the costume and how it looked on her. On top of that, she was also glad that that pervert Kisuke Urahara wasn't the one who designed this costume. "Wow, Captain, that outfit looks good on you," said a voice, causing Soifon to lose her smirk. She turned around and saw Rangiku Matsumoto, the Squad 10 Lieutenant, standing in the doorway. "It's too bad that they don't have any of those costumes designed for me, if you catch my drift."

This brought Soifon's smirk back to her face, knowing that Rangiku's breast size would indeed hinder her options for tight clothing, especially since she saw her as a threat to taking Logan away. "If you must know, Lieutenant, a museum exhibit's opening up in Malibu that's dedicated to a hero named Captain America. You can probably see the irony of me wearing this costume, but I've gained a great deal of respect for the man."

"On a serious note, Captain, I know who Captain America is. His soul was never retrieved, just like with Charlie Nash."

"Do you think Aizen has anything to do with that one?"

"I can ask Head Captain Kyoraku and send you a Hell Butterfly telling you about the situation. Who's hosting the event?"

"I don't see why I should tell you, but the host is a guy named Tony Stark. From what I could gather, he's like a father-figure to Logan. I guess it's because Logan's dad was once one of Stark's best friends. It's more what the two of them have in common than it is the money that's the reason Logan looks up to him. I guess it's because of their friendship that Logan flew out to Malibu."

"And you're going there yourself to try and steal him back from Chun-Li, is that it?" Rangiku asked.

"That's none of your business," retorted Soifon.

"I don't hear you denying it." The Squad Two Captain merely glared at the Squad 10 Lieutenant before yanking her out of the office. "I'm going to take a guess and say that you're all set. I'll let you know what I find. Tell Logan I said 'hi'."

"We'll see, Matsumoto."

(World of the Living…)

Tony, Logan, and J.A.R.V.I.S. made it back to Stark Mansion, where they were greeted by Pepper. They let her know about Hawkeye's current situation. Afterwards, Tony informed his comrades about the mysterious youths that the field workers found in the Mojave Desert. The billionaire decided to let his Assassin friend have a look at them tomorrow after the Captain America exhibit. "…and this is where you'll be staying, my friend," said Tony. The room that he was showing Logan had a queen sized bed, a TV stand, two nightstands, a balcony, and enough room for him to do his morning exercises. "I hope you don't mind. I know you're used to a king sized bed."

"Don't worry, Tony. I've slept on a queen sized before," the Assassin said.

"Alright, then I hope you make yourself comfortable. I'll see if I can get someone to help you with the charity event. With Clint out of commission and Fury busy, our best bet's Spider-Man."

"That's going to be fun. I hear he talks at least half as much as Deadpool."

"You remember that Rufus guy you humiliated? Deadpool doesn't talk nearly as much as he does. I'm surprised he's got any wind left."

"Good point." With that, Tony left to try and get a hold of Spider-Man. A Senkaimon opened at the balcony after the door was shut. Soifon came through wearing her costume. While Logan thought she looked good in it, he wasn't exactly pleased with having her company around at the moment. "Great. Probably should've saved that shot of Jack until later." He opened the door to let her in, but got jumped by a hug from the petite Captain, telling him that she was ecstatic to see him. "Um…it's good to see you too, Soifon. What's in the bag?" he asked.

"It's my Shihakusho. You know I can't wear it at the convention, silly," she said with a smile. She suddenly lost her smile once she saw that he was still having issues over their former relationship. "Still holding that slap against me, huh? I came here so we could rekindle, Logan, not to argue. I had hoped we could give each other another chance. I thought about the relationship and realized that we jumped into it way too fast."

"What do you mean?" In reality, he knew what she meant and even had his own comparison to it. He just wanted to hear her explanation.

"How should I put this? Thanks to the time I spent apart from you after the breakup and observing you with Chun-Li and Cammy, I've discovered that love is like a river; you need to make sure you slowly enter it step by step like you did with them instead of jump in with a cannonball like you and I did. The waters didn't exactly agree with us then, but I want to try it now. I understand if you're reluctant to try to step into that river with me, but can we at least try and be friends, right?" Before Logan could answer, they heard a clash of thunder. "That's odd. I don't recall there being a thunderstorm in the forecast."

"Let's check it out. Tony's probably still trying to get a hold of Spider-Man."

The duo got to the roof and saw some more lightning flash. After one flash, they saw a figure with long blonde hair and a thick build crouching on the roof. He wore charcoal grey armor, pants to match, a red cape, a silver helmet with horns on it, and yellow boots. When he stood up, the duo was surprised at his size. "Man, this guy's taller than Abel," said Logan. The stranger had a good look at Logan and Soifon, the latter of which quickly changed back into her Shihakusho, and apparently recognized both her clothes and his sword. "Okay, now he looks angry."

"An Assassin and a Soul Reaper here?" he asked. "No doubt Loki hath sent thee to dispose of Tony Stark. Well, thou will not carry thine mission through! Not while I, Thor, hath anything to say about it!"

"Did he say 'Thor' and 'Loki'?" Soifon asked.

"I believe he did. This must be Thor, the God of Thunder in the Norse Legends. He must have some kind of vendetta against Soul Reapers and Assassins if he's going after us."

"Well, just look out for that hammer, okay? Mjolnir is by far the strongest hammer in the universe and one of the strongest weapons along with Zangetsu. Thor can channel his power through it with ease."

"Thanks for the tip." After Logan said that, he dodged Mjolnir with a 'Flash Step' and appeared close up at Thor. He got ready to punch but realized too late that getting up close to the God of Thunder wasn't such a good idea. Thor grabbed him by the throat and tossed him to the other side of the roof. Soifon was originally scared, but she couldn't stand to see Logan get hurt. She quickly got Suzumebachi in her Shikai state and charged after the Thunder God. Thor tried to strike her with Mjolnir, but she dodged the attack and jumped on his shoulders, which was followed by a strike on the right shoulder. Before she could deliver the second strike, he grabbed her and threw her, knocking Logan back down. "This is no good. No matter what we do, he's got the advantage. Thor's stubborn, so he won't believe us if we told him the truth."

"And what, Assassin, does thou label as 'truth'?"

"The fact that I'm a friend of Tony's, as are you!" Logan said. "I'm here to observe the Captain America exhibit, not to kill Stark!"

"Lies!" Thor swung his arm and raised Mjolnir again, only to get blasted to the ground. They looked up and saw what looked like a red robot with gold accents on him. The torso had a light blue circle in it. While Thor was recovering, Soifon had a look of awestruck wonder, but Logan had a passive look on his face.

"Isn't that Iron Man?" she asked her ex.

"That is. Thanks for helping to calm him, Tony!" Iron Man nodded before turning to Thor, who had just got up.

"Sorry about that, Thor, but he was telling the truth," he said. "As for his cute little friend there, I don't know about her."

"Tony, thine blast still leaves a ringing in mine ears. You said he was a friend of thee?" Iron Man nodded. "My apologies, Assassin. Mine Father, Odin, does not see Assassins and Soul Reapers as trustworthy. I have been trying to follow in his footsteps for the longest time."

"You and me both, Thunder God. My dad was not just a vigilante-Assassin like me; he ran the St. Louis den before he was killed over 20 years ago." Logan had a look of realization as he looked to Soifon. He realized that she just gave him the best opportunity for payback he could get. "Tony, I think I just found my partner for your charity event."

"Don't be ridiculous. Thor and water don't exactly get along," said Tony.

"I'm not talking about Thor." He signaled Tony down from the sky and whispered in his ear, explaining that Soifon was his ex-girlfriend and that he wanted to get payback on her for slapping him.

"Uh-oh," Soifon said. "I don't like this one bit."

CHAPTER 1 END

Alright, like I said, I came across a case of Naito Writer Syndrome. For those who don't know what that means, I'm referring to FFN author Naito Writer. I've discovered that he has a tendency to think of Fanfiction ideas on the spot, mainly for his story 'Digimon Tamers: A Friend Made Changes All' and 'Pokémon Destiny Relic Hunters'.

Also, for Thor's language, I'm using the Olden English language they used in the Medieval days. I did not misspell anything, so don't call me on it. As for Soifon's name, sometimes it's Romanized like that and sometimes people spell it 'Sui-Feng'. For MvC fans who know at least a little about Bleach, her real name is Shaolin Feng and she's the Soul Society's Squad 2 Captain. And don't worry, guys. I'll bring Deadpool back in along with his antics of Breaking the 4th Wall.

So Logan had just arrived in Malibu and already had to team up with Hawkeye to deal with Deadpool. The Agile Archer had suffered a concussion as a result of the fight, which also cost them one of Tony Stark's limousines. After that, Logan and Soifon teamed up against Thor, who attacked them on the belief that they were there to kill Tony, but Iron Man stopped the fight. What will happen next? Stay tuned and tell me what you think.