《Claws of Metal | Pietro Maximoff》C h a p t e r 7:
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"I'll take Natasha and Clint-" I cut Rogers off.
"Don't forget me Oldie!" I yelled from the kitchen, walking towards him.
"And Morgana." He added, as I smirked to myself.
"Alright, strictly recon. I'll hit the NExus and join you as soon as I can." said Tony.
"So if Ultron is really building a body-" Steve started.
"He'll probably be more powerful than any of us." Stark finished. "Maybe all of us."
"That would be no surprise." I muttered as I munched on some cookies.
"You know, I really miss the days when the weirdest thing science ever created was me." Steve said.
"I'll drop Banner off at the tower. Do you mind if I borrow Ms. Hill?" asked Fury as he was putting his coat on.
"She's all yours." answered Steve.
"What are you going to do?" Tony asked.
"I dunno, something dramatic I hope." said Fury, as he exited the house.
I followed Capitan Rojo, Blanco, y Azul out the door, to the Quinjet. (Captain Red, White, and Blue). Shortly after, mom and Barton followed us.
"Wake me up when me get there." I said, as I closed my eyes for a little nap.
"Didn't you get enough sleep last night?" I opened my eyes as I was asked a question.
"Yah, but I guess I'm kinda tired." I admitted.
"Tired of what, doing nothing?" said Barton as he smirked at me.
"I don't like your attitude Mr." I answered, a bit hurt.
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"Cap, we're about three minutes out. We'll drop you off on Cho's building, got it?" said Nat from the Pilot's seat. I then followed Rogers towards the back.
"And where do YOU think you're going?" asked Widow.
"I ain't staying here." I responded.
"Uh yes you are, so don't even think about leaving young lady."
"Watch me." And with that, I jumped out of the jet, quickly followed by Captain America.
"If that was my child, she wouldn't be talking to me like that. But like she's not, that's your problem." I heard Clint comment through the ear piece, as Momma Widow just sighed.
We landed on the building, and ran towards the doors. I then retracted my claws and headed inside the laboratories, after Rogers. After finding the door with the name Dr. Cho on it, we entered, only to find bodies scattered along with blood.
"Dr.Cho!" exclaimed Cap, as both he and I ran over to her.
"H-He's uploading himself into the body." she tried to talk.
"What?" I asked her.
"You can't blow it up- it's stone will destroy the country. You need to cancel the uploading process." she warned us.
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"Dr. Cho we will take care of it, but first we need to know where he is."
"Taking it to a jet. Leaving. In a truck." she explained, trying to catch her breath.
"We need to go kid." said Rogers as he looked at me. I nodded and ran out of the room. We then both went outside and started climbing the stairs up to the roof of the building.
"I could take out the driver." I heard Barton say through the ear piece.
"Negative, if that truck crashes the gem could take out the city. We need to draw out Ultron." said Steve besides me. We ran to the highway, until we saw the truck.
"We're jumping, aren't we?" I asked, only to have my question answered as he started running off the highway.
Yippee!, I thought sarcastically, as I jumped off the highway after him. We landed on the truck with a thump. While Rogers tried to get the back doors open, I stayed on the roof of the car. Suddenly, the doors burst open, and Cap tried to keep his hold on the handle. Then, he fell of top of the fallen door, and started skidding on the pavement.
"Steve!" I yelled.
"Well, he's definitely unhappy! I'm going to try to keep him that way!" he yelled back.
"You're not a match for him Cap." Barton said from above.
Steve sighed," Thanks Barton."
I tried to walk towards the back where Rogers was, when I heard a BLAST! and saw Steve fall back onto the window shield of a car. I jumped off the roof and ran towards him, trying to not get ran over by cars. Stupid idea, I know.
Seeing that Cap was on the roof of a garbage truck, I ran as fast as I could and dug my claws into the truck's side. I yelled in pain as my hands started to hurt badly. Making my way up onto the roof, I saw Steve standing up, waiting.
"You know what's in that cradle?" I heard someone ask besides me. I turned to see Ultron shoot Cap, as he deflected the blast with his shield. "The power to make real change, and that terrifies you."
"I would call it comfort." said Rogers as he distracted Ultron. I took this time to finally pull myself up, run, and stab Ultron before the blasted Cap again.
"Was that supposed to hurt?" Ultron asked sarcastically as he threw me to the ground.
"Ughh." I grunted in pain as I fell something warm drip from my forehead. Touching it, I saw blood on my finger. In front of me was America's shield and I picked it up.
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"Am I always picking up after you?" I muttered to myself and saw Natasha on the motorcycle, coming towards me.
"Need a lift Morg?"
"More than ever." I replied as I hopped on the back and mom drove off after Steve and Ultron.
"They're heading under the overpass, Iv'e got a clear shot." Barton informed us.
"Which way?" Widow asked.
"Head right, Now." I felt my head spin slightly as the motorcycle turned a corner.
"Hold on super tight." I was warned as I saw a truck in our way.
"Oh no" my eyes widened at the thought of us not making it. I closed them, preparing for my horrible death of being squashed like a bug. Suddenly, after not feeling anything, I opened them to find us safely on the other side.
"We made it!" I yelled in relief as Momma Widow just chuckled at me. "Hey Cap, catch!" I then threw his shield up at him. He then swung at Ultron and gained some time as he got up.
Seeing that Steve was nowhere to be found, Ultron looked at the ground, and with his powers, lifted a chunk of the ground. Natasha had to maneuver us around it and sped up. She then took a separate route towards the truck, where the cradle was.
"Out of our way, coming through! Sorry, coming through!" I yelled at the civilians in our path. Besides us, Ultron was making a mess with cars, trying to get rid of Cap.
"Clint, did you draw the guards?" asked Nat.
"They're lined up."
We then went down a set of stairs as Black Widow said, " Beep! Beep!" to the people in front of us. Continuing to swerve around cars, my headache was increasing by the moment.
"They're heading back towards you, so whatever you're going to do, do it now." Clint informed us.
"I'm going in, Cap can you keep him occupied?" asked Natasha.
"What do you think I've been doing?" I laughed as his answer.
"I'll help the old man out." I said, as I made an illusion where Steve was, and took it's place. Meanwhile, the illusion riding with Natasha was still there.
"You know, I don't like the feeling of having a fake daughter behind me." she informed me as I just smirked.
I retracted my claws again, and started to help Rogers fight off Ultron. It was then that for some odd reason, my heart started to pound rapidly as I felt a familiar wind knock us down. Looking up, my eyes widened as I saw the speedy enhanced and the unknown girl from Wakanda.
"Vell ello again." he smirked at me as I layed on the floor, dumbfounded. Along with Rogers, I got up to see Ultron staring at the two of them.
"You don't have to do this." he told them.
"Vhat choice do we have?" The female asked, as her hands were glowing red. Ultron then tried to blast them, as they ducked. After, he then escaped through the hole that he made in the train.
"He's heading your way!" Steve warned mom. Looking through the eyes of my illusion, she was nowhere to be found.
It was then that the train went off of the rails, and started to skid.
"Where's my mom?" I asked.
"Clint, you have the package, take it to Stark!" he ignored my question.
"Hey! Where's my mom?!" I repeated the question, starting to get angry with him.
"I don't know Morgana. But can you stop this train?" he then asked the female enhanced when the boy stepped towards me.
"I'll try to find her, and stop the train." he whispered to me, as he turned around the ran off. The train had went through a wall, and we (the girl, Cap, and I) were thrown back. Once the train stopped, I got out and fell to my knees, as the headache was already worse.
"C'mon kiddo." Steve said as he helped me up to my feet. We then walked over to the two enhanced, as the fast one was leaning against a wall, panting.
"-I just need a minute." he said putting his hand up, as he was trying to catch his breath.
"Which I'm very tempted to not give you." replied Steve.
"The cradle- did you get it?" the girl asked.
"Stark will take care of it." Rogers informed her.
"No he won't." she said, shaking her head.
"You don't know what you're talking about, Stark's not crazy." Steve said.
"Yah, but he's a jackass sometimes." I said as the blonde-headed one looked at me and smirked. "What? He is."
"Watch your language de La Cruz." Rogers warned me.
"Not again with that shit Cap." I said sarcastically.
"Hey!"
I pouted like a child and put my hands on my hips, "Fine then, have it your way."
"Thees eez funny." replied Steroids Boy. I then glared at him, while he smiled at me cheekily.
"He will do anything to make things right." said the girl, still talking about Stark. "Ultron doesn't know the difference between saving the world and destroying it. Where do you think he gets that from?"
"Let's go." sighed Steve.
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