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four

chapter four
╰ ( age of ultron )

💫 ━━ THE next time Paisley saw Ultron, they were in a salvage yard on the African Coast.

Paisley and Ryder had been lucky enough to find some kind of entertainment with each other. Both ending up playing patty-cake to pass the time.

"Pais! Ryder!" Wanda called out as she looked around for the kids she had lost track of. She had been tasked by her brother to watch over the kids well he scouted around the place for an easy exit if something were to happen. "Little ones!"

Paisley and Ryder stopped their game of patty cake and started making their way towards Wanda, the woman who was ready to fight against the Avengers. Of course she was worried about the kids, and herself and her brother.

Paisley was worried too. She couldn't tell what all was happening, only thing she did know was that the bad people she had meet briefly the other day were going to show up. She wondered if her new friend Ryder would be hurt. Or if her father and aunt would get hurt too.

Wanda had reached the two kids by now, placing her hand lightly on bite their shoulders. "Let's go." She noticed her nieces worried expression, and the way her eyes were distant. Wanda next words were directed at both the young kids, "It's going to be okay."

"Don't compare me with Stark! It's a thing with me. Stark is, he's a sickness!" Ultron fussed, the thought of being compared to one of his creators making him throw a fit.

The actions of Ultron had caused Paisley to back up further into her fathers legs. "Dad." She whispered just as a loud clank sounded through the room.

Ironman had just dropped to the floor, Thor and Captain America standing behind him. "Ahh, Junior. You're gonna break your old man's heart."

"If I have to." Ultron stated as he took a step forward, the Maximoff twins along with the young two following behind.

"We don't have to break anything." Thor had said, but once he was done talking he had sent a kind smile towards the two younger kids.

"Clearly you've never made an omelet."

Tony looked to Steve and Thor, "He beat me by one second."

"Ah, yes. He's funny. Mr. Stark. It's what, comfortable? Like old times?" Pietro spoke with a thick accent, one that Paisley had grown to love. Somethings all it ever took for Paisley to calm, was her fathers accent.

Tony voiced, "This was never my life."

Steve Rogers looked to the Maximoff twins, "You two can still walk away from this."

Wanda nodded, a smirk starting to twist on her lips. "Oh, we will."

Steve Rogers didn't stop there, "I know you've suffered."

Ultron scoffed. "Uuughh! Captain America. God's righteous man, pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but..."

Thor looked right towards Ultron, "If you believe in peace, then let us keep it."

"I think you're confusing peace with quiet." Ultron has replied with what seemed like robot sass.

Paisley was still pressed against her fathers legs. She was paying attention, watching everyone's movements. She wasn't thinking straight, she was only thinking about her family and friend, along with what her father and aunt had told her earlier. 'Don't use your powers, Pais. They will want to take you away if they see the great power you hold.'

Tony Stark looked towards Ultron and then towards a the vibranium he spotted, "Yuh-huh. What's the Vibranium for?"

If Ultron could smirk, it would have. "I'm glad you asked that, because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan — " Ultron attacks Stark, and unfortunately for the Avengers Ultrons drones drop down to attack Steve and Thor.

Pietro was quick to scoop both the younger kids into his arms and move them away. Once he had done that, he moved into the battle.

Natasha and Clint now battle it out with Ultron's drones, Klaue's men, and the twins. The bad guys were making it difficult, but where's the fun, right?

Steve Rogers had knocked down Pietro, the blond speedster falling to the floor. "Stay down, kid!"

"It's time for some mind games." And that was all Wanda needed to hear before she started her task, her hands ready as red mist floated at the tips of her fingers. Thor was the first person Wanda had tried to force a nightmare on.

"Thor! Status?" Steve had asked quickly as he breathed.

"The girl tried to warp my mind. Take special care, I doubt a human could keep her at bay. Fortunately, I am mighty." Thor has answered before his vision failed and he saw himself at a party on Asgard, dressed to impress.

Wanda then uses her power on Steve and Natasha, sending both of them into a nightmare. Wanda had then tried to sneak up behind Clint Barton.

Only he was quicker and had turned and puts an electric arrow on her forehead. "I've done the whole mind control thing. Not a fan." Pietro had speed in, knocked Clint down, and picked Wanda up before speeding off again. "Yeah, you better run."

Everyone had missed it.

When Clint Barton had stuck an electric arrow to Wanda Maximoffs forehead, it had caused the woman to flick her wrist. Or in more simple terms, she had sent out a wave of magic right towards her niece.

Wanda Maximoff had accidentally sent her niece into a nightmare, a nightmare she most likely couldn't escape.
   

        And Clint Barton was the first to notice.