Time to Explain

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Back in the lab, everyone was getting patched up, and piecing together what had happened. The New Avengers had retreated to the infirmary to fix up an enormous amount of cuts and bruises, but had rejoined the rest of the group. Sore and shaken but otherwise fine. 

Charlotte had texted a friend of hers outside the New Avengers.

Hey Kitty,  I won't be able to come to class this week.

Why not? Came the reply.

Just a feeling.

She put her phone away as soon as Nat started speaking.

"All our work is gone. Ultron cleared out. He used the Internet as an escape hatch." Bruce explained from his computer.

"Not true." Charlotte said. Everyone looked at her curiously. "What? I'm, like, a human flash drive. We're good."

"Charlotte, I need you to make sure there are no embarrassing pictures of me saved." Noor begged.

"You're outta luck."

"Charlotte!"

"He's been in everything. Files, surveillance. Probably knows more about us than we know about each other." Natasha continued, glaring at Noor and Charlotte. They shut up. 

"He's in your files, he's in the Internet. What if he decides to access something a little more exciting?" Rhodes said.

 What if he decides to access something a little more exciting?" Rhodes said

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"Security. Weapons." Peggy rattled off.

"Nuclear codes." Hill realized.

"Nuclear codes. Look, we need to make some calls, assuming we still can." Rhodes warned. 

"Nukes? He said he wanted us dead." Natasha questioned.

"He didn't say 'dead.' He said 'extinct.'"  Steve said.

"Does it matter? He wants to cause harm. Charlotte, can't you track him?" Peggy asked.

"Well, probably. But the Internet's big. It could take awhile." She explained.

"He also said he killed somebody." Clint added.

" Clint added

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