Olivia: The Green Witch

Age of Ultron Pt. 2

The next morning, Olivia woke up to a text from her new friend, Harley. "Hello, wizard" he responded.

Olivia groaned, sitting up in bed. "Can you please stop calling me that? It's disrespectful" Olivia messaged back.

"Sorry" Harley responded. "I'll be in New York for a couple more days. We should hang out again."

"The Avengers kind of have a big mission happening right now, but I would like to. I will keep you updated." Olivia shut off her phone and crawled out of bed, beginning her morning routine.

She got suited up and went into the main room, seeing Steve and her Mom. "Ready to go?" Steve asked.

"No, I just wear this for fun" Olivia stated harshly. She wasn't a morning person, therefore she was extremely grumpy.

"Eat a snickers, grumpy" Natasha huffed. The older Olivia got, the more attitude came with her. They all hoped into a car and drove to the Avengers tower.

When they arrived, Natasha and Olivia went upstairs with everyone else, but Steve needed to speak with Maria. While they were up there, Natasha did some digging on the computer while Olivia sat in the window and watched the New York City view.

Steve came in shortly after, a tablet in hand. He passed it Thor. "What's this?" Tony asked, getting Olivia's attention. She returned to the group.

"A message. Ultron killed Strucker." Steve said.

"And be did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us" Tony stated, taking a peak at the photo of a dead Strucker on the tablet.

"This is a smoke screen. Why send a message when you've just given a speech?" Natasha asked.

"What does Ultron even have to do with Strucker?" Olivia asked.

"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss" Steve said, his arms crossed.

"Yeah, I bet he . . . Yeah. Everything we had on Strucker's been erased" Natasha said, checking her computer files, finding nothing.

"Not everything." Steve brought them to a room filled with paper files. They had many boxes filled with Strucker's information, including people he knew.

"Well these people are all horrible" Banner groaned, flipping through names.

"Wait. I know that guy" Tony said, taking the file from him. "From back in the day. He operates off the African coast. Black market arms." Steve gave him a look of disapproval. "There are conventions. All right? You meet people. I didn't sell him anything. He was talking about finding something new, a game-changer. It was all very Ahab."

"This." Thor said, pointing to the mans photo.

"Ah, it's a tattoo, I don't think he had it" Tony shrugged.

"Those are tattoos, this is a brand" Thor said pointing. Olivia tried to get a look, but it was no use. Everyone was huddled close and were much taller than her.

Bruce went over to the computer and did an image search, trying to figure out what the brand could mean. "Oh, yeah. It's a word in an African dialect meaning 'thief'. In a much less friendly way" Bruce said, turning to face everyone.