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Chapter Eight Before the Sunset
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"So Ultron knows we arecoming," Zatanna said to everyone aboard the quinjet. She glanced at Pietro, who was placing a communication device in his ear, but was having some difficulty. She sighed and mumbled under her breath, "Pleh mih."
The communicator levitated up and placed itself into his ear securely. He looked very confused, before glancing at the sorceress and giving her a look of gratitude. Zatanna crosses her arms and glanced around the group that was circled up.
"Odds are we'll be riding into heavy fire," Steve added on. Wanda glanced at the two leaders and turned to her brother. "And that's what we signed up for. But the people of Sokovia, they didn't."
"That said, our priority is getting them out," Zatanna stated firmly. Pietro's gaze went from the metal floor to the black-haired girl. His lips held a ghost smile while he stared as she took command. "All they want is to live their lives in peace. And that's not gonna happen today. But we can do our best to protect them."
"And we can get the job done," Zatanna curtly nodded at Steve to continue. "We find out what Ultron's been building, we find Romanoff, and we clear the field. Keep the fight between us. Ultron thinks we're monsters. That we're what's wrong with the world. This isn't just about beating him."
Zatanna sighed glancing at her friends, "It's about whether or not he's right."
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Once the quinjet landed, everyone split to their designated actions. Pietro raced through the city to find his sector. Upon entering the police station he cried out, "We're under attack! Clear the city! Now!"
He left after his announcement, but ended up coming back with a rifle in hand. No one had taken any sort of action in the five seconds he was gone.
"Get off your asses," He spat after pelting several bullets into the ceiling the department which seemed to catch the attention of them.
Wanda was in the city, using her mental manipulation to help families leave their homes and start heading to safety. Zatanna was on the other side of the city, closer to where Pietro was, doing the exact same. Meanwhile, Bruce had gone to Baron Strucker's old base in search of the Red Room assassin, hoping that she was alive and safe.
"Natasha! Natasha!" His cries echoed through the ground floor and over to the cage Natasha was being held in. Natasha furrowed her eyebrows as he approached and called, "Bruce?"
