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"Move!" I screamed, waving people along as they passed me in droves. Frustration bit at my words. I'd been ordered to help evacuate the city, while Banner went to locate Natasha. It wasn't that I didn't trust him to get it done, I just hated not knowing what was going on. Hated not knowing whether she was safe.
Around me, car horns blarred and people shouted. I picked out Steve further along in the crowd, ushering people forward. I swiveled my head, to where Loki did the same about a half a block away.
Anxiety racked my chest as I continued motioning people forward. They moved quickly, but not quickly enough.
Soon, Ultron's bots swarmed.
They surfaced from the ground like ants in the rain. Though, admittedly, much larger, and much more bloodthirsty.
"Jesus H." I muttered, reaching for my earpiece, "You see 'em Cap?"
"Kinda hard not to," Steve's voice responded.
"Ok Tony," I chided, "Wonderful time to be a smartass."
"He's got a point," Loki's voice, surprisingly, came to Steve's defence.
"I hope you both get smooshed by evil robots," I bit back, bringing a ball of flame between my hands as two robots fast approached.
"Good luck to you too," Loki said.
"Stay safe Firebyrd," Cap finished the conversation, just as I let loose a torrent of flame on the two circling bots.
Their metal components liquified, leaving them a heap of molten and solid metal at my feet. I looked up into the sky. All it had taken was a handful of seconds, before those bots were blotting it out.
A swarm of them crested overhead, and I struck them down with a bolt of fire. They fell in pieces around me, and the smell of hot metal stung my nose.
Behind me, I felt a gust of wind. Then, I heard a heavy, metallic thud. I turned, to find a bot no more than an inch from attacking me, frozen in place with a dagger protruding from where its head was connected from its body. It fell forward, to reveal Loki a couple paces behind. He'd thrown the dagger, and with deadly precision.
"You're welcome, darling," he smiled smugly.
I hardened my jaw, bring a flame to life in each of my palms. I thrust those flames forward, and they whooshed past Loki, enveloping two bots that had been making to pounce.
He looked back at them. Then at me, smirk faded.
"You were saying?"
Steve flew past me, knocked to the ground.
"Not a great time to socialize," he chastised us.
"Then why are we the ones—" Loki paused to take down a bot, "—Still on our feet fighting—" He ducked out of the way as Cap swung his shield at an advancing bot, "—While you're being flung around on your ass?"
"I haven't liked you since New York," Steve answered, lifting a finger, "I've got half a mind not to accidently clock you."
"Not a fan of me?" Loki raised his brows as he extracted his dagger from the downed robot, "What a coincidence, I feel very much the same way about you."
"Steve, he's helping," I put in, as I dove out of the way of a blast, "If you're gonna punch his lights out, do so after we've saved the world."
"That would certainly be a poor thank you."
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