I raced outside just in time to see Hulk race off towards the city. I heard a crash behind me and whirled around to see Ultron shoot up towards the plane in the sky, Wanda and Pietro following, they didn't seem to see me.
"Hey guys, Hulk is escaping, what do I do?" I thought to the rest of the group. "I'll get him, you stay and wait for the others." Tony said, racing out of the warehouse after Hulk.
I ran back inside the vault and looked around, Clint was hoisting Natasha over to Steve and Thor, who were laying unconscious on the floor, all 3 were muttering things, each on varying levels of fear. "Is everyone ok?" I signed to Clint. "Well, I think so, a little shaken but they'll be alright."
I nodded and we waited a few minutes for the others to come around. "You know, for an 11 year old, you aren't that bad." Clint told me, looking around at the broken warehouse. "Good enough to be a avenger?" I asked hopefully, the anxiety attack passing. "Maybe when you're older, you've got potential."
This praise meant more to me than anything else the avengers had told me in the past 2 days. "We're gonna need somewhere to hide." He commented. I looked over to see Natasha stirring slowly, shortly followed by the others.
"Hey guys, Banner's alright... ok well not exactly, he's unconscious, it wasn't my fault, but he's back to normal." Tony's thoughts crackled around inside my brain. We all met at the plane, and piled in. "I know where we can go until we figure out a plan of action." Clint announced to the group when we were all secure in the plane.
I pulled the sketchbook out of my back pack, opening to the page where I had drawn Astrid, a demon type girl who showed up in my dreams with light blue hair, red eyes, wings, and horns.
Honestly, I didn't know where she came from, but it went the same way with a Witch I had named Ivy, a girl with Purple eyes and silvery blonde hair, and a peculiar star shaped scar on her cheek, who sometimes showed up in my dreams in the form of a dog. It also happened with a girl with dark brown hair and light blue eyes that I named Ellie. They never showed up together. Sometimes it would be Astrid, other times it would be Ellie or Ivy. I don't know, I was never told their names, I just came up with them.
I had a page with closeups of them, and then a page with them a little zoomed out for a full body drawing, but I also used that page to draw different elements about them, like other people who showed up in that dream but didn't seem to be the main focus, like more than once, I've dreamed about Ellie fighting with a police officer who's name I never caught.
"Wow, that's not bad." Bruce said, looking over my shoulder as I sat, sketching away. "Who's Ellie?"
"One of the people I keep dreaming about." I said, zoomed in on my drawing. "You keep dreaming about people?" Bruce pushed. "They aren't real, I don't know where they came from." I reply, turning the pencil around to erase a stray a mark.
Drawing helped me hyper focus and forget, today I was only focused on drawing the details of the officer. He looks like his name would be Jim. I thought, laughing at myself.
Eventually the plane came to a stop and I looked around. "You are insanely quiet when you draw." Bruce remarked.
"Yep." I replied, tucking the book and pencils back into my bag. I slung the bag over on my shoulders and followed Clint and the others out the plane. "Clint, where are we going?" Steve asked from the back of the group.
We walked up to an old farmhouse and. Clint opened the front door, "Laura, I'm home!" A woman with a swollen stomach and long brown hair came up through a room in the back of the house. She kissed Clint and they hugged.
"Daddy!" A little girl's voice echoed from somewhere upstairs. She came down with a boy older than her and jumped up to him.
"Those are tiny Clint's and I don't know how to feel about it." Tony muttered. "Everyone, this is my wife Laura, my daughter Lila, and my son Cooper." Laura smiled at them all and I waved. "I know all your names," Laura said, then she glanced over at me. "Except you."
"Peyton." I muttered quietly. "We should be able to stay here for a bit until we figure out what to do." Clint said.
***"So you get to fight with the Avengers!? That's so cool!" Lila said excitedly to me as we sat on the front porch of their house. I'd changed out of my outfit and was now just wearing a t-shirt and shorts. "Well to be fair, they didn't want me to, I snuck on to their plane and it's not a good idea to send me back."
"Wow." She whispered. "What powers do you have?"
I shrugged. "I can do magic and I have some kind of spider powers."
"Spider powers?"
"I can shoot webs out of my hands and I can walk on walls. Other than that I don't think I can do anything else spider wise."
"Hey, Lila, Dad said we needed to go feed the horses." Cooper called from the bottom of the porch. "Can I come?" I asked, wanting to be useful, and also I'd never seen a real horse before so, I was curious."Sure!" Lila jumped up, "come on, I'll show you my favorite horse." She took my hand and raced down to the barn.
"This one's daddy's horse, Mallard." Lila pointed to a cinnamon brown horse. "Yeah dad, as you could probably tell from his super hero name, has a weird obsession with birds, I was almost named Robin if mom hadn't intervened." Cooper laughed. "And this one is Mama's horse, Pastry, and Cooper's is-"
"Spot. Creative, I know." Cooper rolled his eyes.
"And mine is Strawberry!" She walked excitedly over to a red-ish chestnut brown horse.
We spent the afternoon feeding them and I was allowed to pet them. The most interesting thing that I ever saw near the institute were the severely underfed Partridges that occasionally flew past my bedroom window, so seeing an animal so big was incredible to me.
***
A dull thud as Clint threw a dart at the board in his living room echoed in my ears for a second before I zoomed back into the conversation.Nick fury had come back to Clint's house shortly after we did and was now sitting at their dining room table. "We need to figure out what he's planning." He was saying, as if it wasn't obvious. "Well he said he was heading to Seoul, South Korea, so we could check there?" Steve was saying.
Lila and I were sitting at the coffee table in the living room, drawing, while I listened to the conversation. "Should we check there?" I asked.
Thor had left earlier because of some bad dream he had about killing people and left us all to deal with this problem ourselves. Not that he served a huge purpose anyways.
"No, we don't know what he's prepared there." Tony shot down my idea. Lila got up excitedly with her drawing and ran over to Natasha. "I drew you a picture!" She said excitedly.
"Oh wow it's beautiful, thank you." Natasha said kindly looking at the picture of the butterfly. Bruce glanced at it, and then shot back to look again, studying it. "Wait. What if he's evolving?" He asked us all suddenly.
I then realized the logic behind it. "He can't stay in that body forever, he stole the scepter so he must know it had something of value, so it makes sense." I replied to him.
"Exactly, he uses the Vibranium to upgrade his body, make it more indestructible, and uses the scepter's powers into the suit to make his intelligence higher." Bruce was now pacing. "He's using it to be more powerful is what you're saying right?" Natasha asked, looking for clarification.
"So, if he is, let's go find a way to stop this robotic butterfly." I said. At the stares around the room turned to me I shrugged. "It sounded cooler in my head."
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Alchemy- a marvel fanfiction
FanfictionA flash of the red lights ahead... running, escaping, out into the cold to face the fight... Wait, I can't leave them here... no, they wanted to be here, I need to get out of here.