Temper in Red *Editing*

Chapter Twenty-Three

"You think you are a match for me." Ultron scoffed as he got to his feet, his eyes on me now.

"No." I glared at him, my gun aimed. "I know we're better than you."

As soon as the words left my mouth he fired at me, sending me flying back onto my ass, landing on broken and twisted metal that had once been a part of the roof.

"What, didn't see that coming?" A familiar voice asked as a hand latched around my wrist, pulling me to my feet.

"Shut up." I glared at Pietro. I looked over to see Wanda now standing beside Steve, glaring up at Ultron.

"Please. Don't do this." Ultron tried to talk sense into Wanda.

"What choice do we have?" Red smoke surrounded Wanda's hands, but before she could do anything Ultron flew out of the speeding train, running away.

"Nat! Cap, you see Nat?" Clint came in through our earpieces.

"If you have the package, get it to Stark! Go!"
Steve ordered him.

"Do you have eyes on Nat?" Clint asked again.

"We'll find her Clint." I assured him.

"Go!" Steve ordered again before turning to Pietro and Wanda. "Civilians in our path." Pietro sped off without a word. "Can you stop this thing?"

"Yes." She nodded as she made her way to the front of the train. Steve and I both followed her and watched as she used her powers to try and slow the train to a stop.

"Can you help her?" Steve looked at me expectantly.

"There's nothing I can do." I admitted, looking at Wanda nervously. We both watched her and sure enough the train gradually came to a stop, Pietro stopping right in front of it.

"I'm fine." Pietro assured us as we climbed out of the train and walked over to where he was bent over, taking deep breaths. "I just need to take a minute."

"I'm very tempted not to give you one." Steve patted him on the shoulder.

"The cradle, did you get it?" Wanda's eyes danced between Steve and I, a nervousness clear in them.

"Stark will take care of it." Steve assured her.

"No, he won't." Wanda quickly shook her head.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Stark's not crazy." Steve insisted. I just frowned as I glanced between the two of them. While I knew Stark didn't want to cause anymore trouble I also knew he lacked quite a bit of common sense, something that was dangerous when combined with his intelligence.

"He will do anything to make things right." Wanda stressed.

"Stark, come in. Stark." Steve tried to get him through our earpieces. "Anyone on comms?"

"Ultron can't tell the difference between saving the world and destroying it." Wanda reminded us. "Where do you think he gets that?"

"God damn it." I swore, knowing that Wanda was right.

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"I'm gonna say this once." Steve said as he hurried into the lab with the twins and I right behind him. Sure enough we found Bruce and and Stark inside, working away at something.

"How about "nonce"?" Stark rolled his eyes.

"Shut it down." Steve ordered them.

"Nope, not gonna happen." Stark shook his head.