in which a super cool assassin accidentally falls for a super fast hero.
disclaimer -> i barely follow plotlines
tysm bee and sana for helping me with plots, fc's, covers etc i love you guys
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ULTRON HAD CONTROLLED ONE OF THE LEGIONNAIRES AND STOLEN LOKI'S SCEPTER. Right when things were starting to go back to normal, everything went to shit again.
"What's this?" Tony asked as Steve handed Thor the tablet showing Strucker's dead body with the word 'PEACE' written on the wall behind it in blood.
"A message," Steve said as Thor slammed the tablet against Tony's chest. "Ultron killed Strucker."
Nat was seated at a computer desk looking through files and Violet was seated on the desk, helping when the three men gathered around.
Tony looked at the image. "And he did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us," He commented.
"This is a smoke screen," Nat piped up. "Why send a message when you've just given us a speech?"
"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss," Steve assumed.
"I bet he–" Nat was cut off by a beeping noise on her computer screen. "Yeah. Everything we had on Strucker's been erased."
"One point to big scary machine dude," Violet mumbled.
"Not everything," Steve shook his head before leading the group to a different room where he then left, only to bring back several boxes of files.
"Old school. Nice," Violet commented as she opened a box.
After a couple minutes of sifting through files, Steve piped up. "Baron Strucker had a lot of friends."
"Well, these people are all horrible," Bruce commented, opening another file from the box labeled 'Known Associates'.
"Wait. I know that guy," Tony said, pointing to the file in Bruce's hands.
Apparently he was some thief who trades high class weapons on the black market . He also apparently escaped from Wakanda a while back, and now the Avengers were going to pay him a visit.
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"Steve, can I-" Violet began but Steve cut her off. They had been on the jet for about an hour now, and Violet had no idea when they would arrive to wherever it was they were going.
"I already told you, ask Tony," He cut her off.
Violet sighed, getting out of her seat and walking up to Tony in the pilot's seat. "Hey, Tony," She greeted, dragging out the 'hey'.
"What do you want?" Tony deadpanned. He wasn't even flying the plane, he was looking through files on his tablet while Jarvis flew the jet.
"Okay, first of all, you're such a great role model, Tony. And thank you so much for everything you've done for-"
