About You || Anakin Skywalker x OC ||

(23) To Catch a Cradle

"You're on your own kid, you always have been."

-Taylor Swift

Leora was strapped inside of the Quinjet, her foot bouncing up and down as the ship flew over South Korea. She had always wanted to visit the country, she just wished it wasn't under such circumstances.

"The real power is inside the Cradle. The gem, its power is uncontainable. You can't just blow it up. You have to get the Cradle to Stark." Doctor Helen Cho's voice rang through the built-in comm on the jet. Leora tried not to let her face twist at the doctor's words, she strongly disliked the woman.

"First I have to find it." Steve replied before the doctor whispered for him to go, "Did you guys copy that?"

"We did." Clint replied, hitting a few buttons above his head. They had left the Barton's house in a rush, flying to South Korea upon intell that Ultron was creating a new body for himself, something much more powerful and deadly than they ever imagined. Things were just getting better and better.

"I got a private jet taking off across town, no manifest. That could be him." Natasha held up her ipad to Clint who looked at it for a moment before looking back at the city below them. Leora finished lacing up her boots.

"There! It's a truck from the lab, right above you cap. On the loop by the bridge, it's them, I got three with the Cradle, one in the cab. I could take out the driver." Clint pressed another button and Leora could hear the weapons locking into place. She peered over his shoulder to see a eighteen wheeler speeding down the highway.

"Negative! If that truck crashes the gem could level the city. We need to draw out Ulton!" Leora stood from where she sat, rushing to stand behind Natasha and Clint. She watched as Steve jumped onto the truck, his shield gleaming in the midday light. Just as Steve entered the truck, he was blasted out, Ultron appearing.

"Well, he's definitely unhappy. I'm going to try and keep him that way." Steve announced, swinging himself up.

"You're not a match for him Cap." Clint said, moving the jet closer to the truck.

"Thank Barton I- '' Steve's words were cut off and Leora gasped as she watched the Captain's body fly through the air, landing on a car. But then he was vaulting towards the truck, landing on the roof once again. Leora watched as the soldier and machine began fighting, unsure of what to do.

"Clint, I need to get down there." Leora rushed to the motorcycle, moving it towards the drop pad, "Give me a window." She double checked her blade, rolling her shoulders as she mounted the bike. This was going to be fun.

"We got one. Four, three-- give them hell."

The engine revved to life as Leora was dropped from the jet. Wind whistled through her ears as she wove in and out of the cars. Her eyes caught on the gleaming piece of metal that was Steve's shield. Leora, with one hand on the accelerator, leaned to the side, her other hand grabbing the shield and sticking it to the front of her ride.

"Feels like us girls are always picking up after you boys." Leora muttered into the comm, urging the bike faster. She could hear Nat's chuckle in her ear, giving her a boost of confidence

"They're heading under the overpass, I've got no shot!" Clint yelled.

"Which way?" Leora demanded, scanning her surroundings. People, there were so many people.

"Hard right!" Leora looked at her nearest right, turning just as Clint said, "NOW!" The motorcycle zoomed through an alleyway, leaving screaming people in its wake.

"Sorry coming through!" Leora yelled, trying her best not to hit anyone. People screamed all around her as she wove in and out. A woman was still in her way, but with a flick of her wrist, Leora moved her with her mind. Turning out onto the street once again, Leora spotted the truck, Steve and Ultron still fighting on the roof.