CHAPTER ELEVEN: "ULTRON'S GOING TO EVOLVE"

Olive did end up having a tea party with Lila, and she ended up having more fun than she would care to admit. Halfway through the tea party, however, she was interrupted by a new face showing itself in the Barton household. Nick Fury.

By now, it was getting late. The sun had already set and the stars were shining brightly. The Avengers (and Olive) sat around in the kitchen, with Nick Fury explaining what he knew so far. Olive nervously tapped her fingers against the kitchen table, finding the situation far too stressful for comfort.

Upon noticing Olive's nerves, and the room darkening ever so slightly, Clint left the room momentarily. He quickly returned with a pen that had unicorn charm on the end of it. Olive frowned as he held it out to her, since she had never seen a pen so strange. They weren't used in Sokovia, and certainly not in Hydra. Clint quickly showed her what it was meant for, as he tapped it against the table and let the sensors inside of the unicorn charm become activated. The pen began to glow in all sorts of bright colours, from greens to yellows to pinks. The light was bright enough to calm her nerves, and the room went back to it's regular brightness, causing Clint to smile.

"Thanks." Olive smiled, taking the pen from the man. He smiled at her before making his way across the room and to a dartboard. Olive looked back at the glowing pen with a tilted head. She was aware that it was something meant for children, and not someone in their 20s, but she didn't care. She stared at the pen until the light went out, and tapped it on the table again. No one else seemed to mind the sound, as they were much more comfortable keeping the darkness a bay rather than stressing out Olive even more.

"Ultron took you folks out of play to buy himself time." Fury's voice reached Olive's ears as she kept her eyes trained on the pen. "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." Lila then snuck into the room and handed Natasha a picture that she had drawn, before rushing off with a wide smile.

"What about Ultron himself?" Steve questioned, his brows furrowed as he leaned against a wall.

"Oh, he's easy to track. He's everywhere. The guy is multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit. It still doesn't help us get an angle on any of his plans, though."

"Is he still going after launch codes?" Tony asked, near the dartboard as he held a few darts in his hand.

"Yes, he is. But, he's not making any headway."

"I cracked the Pentagon's firewall in high school on a dare." Tony raised a brow a the man, who Olive found somewhat intimidating, though she would never say it out loud.

"Impressive." Olive hummed at Tony's comment.

"Well, I contacted our friends at the Nexus about that." Fury quipped.

"Nexus?" Olive questioned, her brows furrowed as she looked up.

"It's the world Internet hub in Oslo. Every bite of data flows through there. Fastest access on Earth." Bruce answered, causing Steve and Olive to nod in understanding. Olive was glad that she wasn't the only clueless one. Being shut out from the world really does things to your brain.

"So, what'd they say?" Clint asked, holding a dart loosely in his hand.

Fury hummed, "he's fixated on the missiles. But the codes are constantly being changed."

"By whom?" Tony asked, only to be taken aback as two darts were suddenly whizzing past just centimetres from his face, before hitting the dartboard. Tony's eyes found Clint's, causing the archer to shrug with a smile.

"Parties Unknown." Fury answered simply. Olive found that it was very hard to read the man's emotions. He was stone cold, and his head was always held up high.

"Do we have an ally?" Natasha questioned, her eyes falling to Fury.

"Ultrons got an enemy. That's not the same thing. Still, I'd pay folding money to know who it is."

"I might need to visit Oslo. Find our Unknown." Tony announced, glancing at Fury momentarily.

"Well, this is good times, boss. But I was kind of hoping when I saw you, you'd have more than that." Natasha admitted.

"I do." Fury replied, his eyes scanning the people around the room. "I have you." Olive tilted her head, intrigued. "Back in the day, I had eyes everywhere, ears everywhere else. You kids had all the tech you could dream up. Here we all are, back on Earth, with nothing but our wit and our will to save the world." He paused. "And Olive."

Olive raised her brows in surprise, suddenly feeling uncomfortable with all the eyes on her. She brought her gaze back down to the glowing unicorn pen as she listened to him speak. "This has nothing to do with power, just the other Maximoffs." Olive struggled to not react to what he was saying, "if you can convince them to stop, we might have a better chance at stopping Ultron." Deep down, she knew he was right. Of course he was right. She just didn't want to admit it, so she kept silent.

"Whether or not Ultron admits it, his mission is global destruction. All this, lead in a grave. So stand. Outwit the platinum bastard." He continued, taking a seat at the table.

Natasha smirked, "Steve doesn't like that kind of talk."

Steve looked over to the redhead in amusement, "you know what, Romanoff?"

"So what does he want?" Fury continued.

"To become better. Better than us. He keeps building bodies."

"Person bodies." Tony added, "the human form is inefficient." Bruce slowly began making his way over to the drawing that Lila had given to Natasha. His brows were furrowed as he stared down at it, causing Olive to frown. "Biologically speaking, we're outmoded. But he keeps coming back to us." The billionaire finished.

"When you two programmed him to protect the human race, you amazingly failed." Natasha hummed, raising an accusing brow at the two scientists in the room.

"They don't need to be protected." Bruce finally spoke up after giving some thought into the drawing. "They need to evolve. Ultrons going to evolve." He realized.

"How?" Fury asked, turning to face him.

"Has anyone been in contact with Helen Cho?"

"All right," Steve called out up. "I'll take Natasha, Clint and Olive. We have a mission." Steve nodded to each of us. "Suit up." He then left the room to do just that, suit up.

Olive stood still for a moment as the others went to suit up. It's not like she had to, anyway. She didn't have a suit to begin with. Regardless, she still stood there, deep in thought.

She didn't like how Fury was counting on her as if she was the only chance they had. Surely he could put a little more faith into the Avengers, and not some broken girl who's just gotten out of Hydra's grasp only to go back to a fight that was just as bad, if not worse.

She felt like she was being used. They were her family, the only family she had left, and Fury wanted her to waltz up to them as ask for forgiveness for her leaving them behind, even after everything they've done to her? It was far more complicated than he could ever care to see.

But, apparently, she had to help. So, she stuffed the unicorn pen into her back pocket where it would be secure, and made her way to the front door.

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lizzie speaks...

i just fell down the fucking stairs omg
why am i so clumsy?