When twenty-eight-year-old Sebastian Stan scores a huge role for Marvel's newest superhero origin movie, secretly dedicated to his best friend's cute obsession with the comics, both Sebastian and (y/n) meet "some guy" from Boston and (y/n) falls in...
"He's all over the globe," Bruce muttered, loud enough for the whole team to hear, holding up his laptop. "Robotics labs, weapons facilities, jet propulsion labs, reports of a metal man or... men, coming in and just straight out emptying the place."
Steve grabs a file, flipping through it and moving pinned photos, blue eyes scanning through the ink. "Fatalities?"
"Only when engaged. Most guys were left in a fugue state going on about old memories, worst fears, and something too fast to see." Maria said as she passes by Steve to get something from another table.
Steve sighs softly, looking over at (y/n), who was then joined by Maria, conversing quietly in front of a laptop. He knew that both kids meant something to the (h/c) haired woman, that they were another part of her broken memories.
"The Maximoffs. Well, that makes sense he'd go to them, they have someone in common."
"Not anymore." (y/n) raises her tablet up, walking over and handing it over to Steve. He takes it and looks at it as Maria walks out to another part of the lab. On the screen was a photo of Strucker's dead body with the word 'peace' written in blood on the dirty prison wall next to him, all letters in caps as if trying to scream a statement.
"How?"
She shrugged her shoulders, already in her full blue suit from SHIELD, ripped off of all the SHIELD badges and name plates. "I'm not sure. But what I can assure you is that it's Ultron's work."
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Quietly, Steve looks at her with an exhausted and sad look. "You're going to keep defending them."
"They're kids Steve. They're confused and scared, they don't know any better. You see a leader to follow, sometimes that means you aren't given the liberty to choose." (y/n) whispered, a picture of the twins from her first research just laying scattered on the table with other papers. "The rage that they have for Tony is... unexplainable, but if I can talk to them, maybe get into contact with Wanda or Pietro, something. Maybe..."
"Maybe?"
"Turn them on our side? Make them help us defeat Ultron," (y/n) said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Look, I took care of them in between their experimenting years and was put under the ice until one of them acts up. They're bound to listen to me and only me alone."
Steve sighs again and considers all his options, taking into mind the consequences or if he should tell the team. Bucky was controlled by HYDRA through (y/n) too, a midnight confession a long time back. It was what they enhanced her to do. "I'm not promising you that we won't engage, but you'll be the first I'll contact if we ever come across them."
"Thank you, Steve."
Steve nods as they both start gathering the rest of the team into the room, the photo of Strucker put out on display for all eyes to see on a hologram screen. Thor peers over at it confusingly.
