"You didn't see that coming."
"I Sort Of Did."
Xavia (x-ah-via) Grace was born with the power of destruction. She could tear Earth apart with a flick of her finger, not that she would. As an eighteen year old girl, Xavia she isn't very social and mo...
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"So what are the twins' names?" I rocked back and forth on the heels of my boots. "Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, why?" Steve questioned. "Well I mean if I'm going help you with this then I think I should know about the opposing team." I raised an eyebrow challenging him. "Touché" he muttered making me smirk slightly. "Hey, Clint where we going?" I tilted my head leaning against the pilot's chair. "Safe house." He said with an emotion I couldn't place. "Alrighty." I nodded. Turning around, I walked into the secluded area of the Quinjet and got changed. "You have tattoos?" Thor studied my upper half looking at my tattoos. It didn't bother me, because I knew he wasn't trying to be a pervert. "Like them?" I smiled watching Thor. "Yes, I do. They're very... Free." I chuckled with a nod of my head. "Thank you and yea, during the time I got these I was in a.. Well a really low place and I felt trapped and suffocated so I got them." I shrugged with a haunting look in my eyes. Arms wrapped me into a tight embrace and I gladly accepted it. Pulling back I saw Cap looking down at me with a knowing look making me want to wrap my arms around him again. "Thanks cap." I patted his shoulder as we landed on what seemed a farm.
"What is this place?" Thor asks as we climb up the stairs. "A safe house?" Tony suggests. "Let's hope." Clint says as he opens the door and walks in, us in tow. "Honey, I'm home." Clint looks around the room. Not feeling welcome here, I turn around and walk back onto the porch.
"Hey, are you hungry?" A calming hand touched my shoulder causing me to look at the owner of the hand. "You must be Clint's wife, Im Xavia, and yes I'm starving." I laughed at the end realizing I was rambling. "Alright sweetie, Dinner's almost done and it's ok that you're sharing a room with Cap right?" She asks me as she ushered me into the kitchen slash dining room. "Oh yea, I don't mind bunking with the old man." I chuckle when Steve sends me a playful glare. "I thought you had the hots for that slokovian?" Tony wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Oh you-" I went to grab him but hands playfully grabbed my face. "That's not fair." I giggled. "Nothing is." Clint cut in. "Well that just got deep." Retorted Banner. The whole room burst into laughter at that.
"Ultron took you folks out of play to buy himself time. My contacts all say he's building something. The amount of Vibranium he made off with, I don't think it's just one thing." Fury said, who's name I found out not too long ago. "What about Ultron himself?" Steve raised his eyebrow. "Ah. He's easy to track, he's everywhere. Guy's multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit. Still doesn't help us get an angle on any of his plans though." Fury responded. "He still going after launch codes?" Tony asked from the other room. "Yes, he is, but he's not making any headway." I watched intently as the two exchanged words. "I cracked the Pentagon's firewall in high school on a dare."
