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Chapter 5

The next day the Avengers mobilized quickly, following leads and scouring intel to track down Ultron. The atmosphere was tense.
I tried to stay out of the way, observing from the fringes as Tony and Bruce pieced together data, cross-referencing it with information from S.H.I.E.L.D. and other sources. I was training when Steve came into the room. " Hey, I expect you to be in the stragedy room in 15. We got some new intel", he said to me in a kind but commanding voice. " got it cap", I said under my breath while collecting my stuff.
I reached the room a little bit later.
"... killed structure and left a banksy at the crime scene just for us." Tony said. I froze in shock. "Hes dead?" I asked, my voice quivering. I was met with sorrowful faces. "Why send a message when you've just given a speech?" Natasha asked. "Strucker jnew something that Ultron wanted  us to miss." Steve said sternly. Natasha looked something up on the tablet," everything we had on Strucker had been erased" " not everything." Steve said. He led us into a room full of filling cabinets and boxes.  We started working, searching for everything Strucker related. " How are you " Natasha asked me whilst placing a box on the table in front of us. "Well" I sighed "I don't know.  I'm glad he's dead" I looked at her,signaling that I didn't want to talk about it.

"Strucker had a lot of friends" Steve noted looking through the files." these people are all horrible " Bruce expressed scanning the document in his hands. "No shit" I blurted . Thor laughed, " Steve ,she said a bad language word" . "Oh haha very funny " steve said through a faint smile. The others chuckled. "wait. I know that guy" Tony said, taking the file from Bruce. " From back in the day. he operates off the African coast." He gave the file to thor, "African black arm."
Steve looked concerned at Tony. "There are conventions,alright?. You meet people. I didn't sell him anything." Tony said in a bland tone." He was talking about something new. A game changer.It was all very Ahab"
"What's that?" Thor asked pointing at the attached picture. "A brand" i whispered. Bruce went to the computer to analyse it. "oh yeah,it is word in an African dialect meaning thief, in a much less friendly way" bruce explained whilst turning  to us. "What  dialect?" Steve asked. Bruce turned around "Wakanda". Tony and Steve talked about something I could barely understand. "What comes out of Wakanda" Bruce asked. "The strongest metal on earth", Tony answered. "Where is he now?" Steve asked Tony.
After much explaining about how and when we are going to look for Klaue, we decided that the soonest we could approach him was the day after tomorrow.  I was in my room preparing for the fight tomorrow. I paced, anxiously waiting for tomorrow, I couldn't know what  would expect me. I was somewhat confident in my abilities; In training, I was even able to knock Steve off his feet with my, what Tony arrogantly declared as air bending. But other than that I was the weakest among them. Would I be able to fight Ultron ? Wanda? Any one else? . My trail of thought was interrupted by a faint knock on the door.  "Can I come in ?", Natashas familiar voice asked.
"Sure", I answered .
She came into my room and sat down on the bed. I sat down next to her, looking at her with question filled eyes.
" So, are you ready for tomorrow?", She asked me.
"I don't know. I.. I'm scared of it. I'm scared that I am not strong enough, not good enough",I kept rambling "I mean. Half of you are nearly  indestructible and the other half are trained assassins. Idon't know if I can keep up with you, if Im even helping you enough", I sighed.
"I  think you underestimate yourself,  but if you don't want to fight you don't have to.You could stay at home.You just have to tell Tony. "
"No, I want to fight.It's for a good cause" I replied.
Natasha smiled at me . I yawned 
"Well, Good night", she said exiting my room.