When Andi entered the room, everyone was already seated. Wanda and Rhodey took the seats at the front of the table, with Natasha and Vision right behind them. Behind Vision was Sam, and Steve took the seat that faced him, leaving Andi to sit at the single chair that was at the end of the table, between Sam and Steve. Andi noticed how Tony was sitting away from the group, on an armchair. She got the feeling that he knew what this whole gathering was about, and she didn't think it was going to be a very good thing.

"The world owes the Avengers an unpayable debt," Secretary Ross was saying, standing at the front of the table and addressing them all. "You have fought for us, protected us, risked your lives... but while a great many people see you as heroes, there are some who would prefer the word 'vigilantes'."

Andi swallowed. No, this was not going to go well at all. She still had no clue what this was going to end with. Were they getting some kind of warning for the chaos she caused back in Lagos? Or... or was it worse?

"What words would you use, Mr. Secretary?" Natasha spoke up, looking at him with a coy smile.

"How about dangerous?" He replied. "What would you call a group of US-based enhanced individuals, who routinely ignore sovereign borders and inflict their will wherever they choose? And who, frankly, seem unconcerned about what they leave behind?"

So this was definitely about Lagos. Andi shifted uncomfortably in her seat and rested her arms on the desk. Briefly, she glanced over at Tony, who looked like he was making an effort not to look her way.

Secretary Ross moved away from the centre of the room, and on the glass wall ahead, a projection appeared. It was a map of the world, with a few spots in certain continents highlighted. Each one was zoomed in on, only to show destruction.

"New York," Secretary Ross said, as the screen showed images of what happened not that long ago, when Loki invaded the city. Andi hadn't been there for that, since she'd been stuck in a lab, but Tony had told her about what happened. She just never realised how intense the destruction had been.

"Washington, D.C." Andi didn't know much about this one, except that Steve was involved, and so were Nat and Sam. And Bucky.

"Sokovia." This one was extremely familiar territory, since Andi had been directly involved. She watched as the screen showed the entire city of Sokovia lifting into the sky, all while a battle raged on on top of it. The entire city had been destroyed, and while she liked to think they evacuated everyone, she knew that not everyone survived. Like Pietro.

"Lagos." Andi bit down on her lip as she watched the footage of vines pushing Rumlow and the explosion he caused right into a building where several people perished. Briefly, she met Wanda's gaze, and she looked about as uncomfortable as Andi felt, which prompted Steve to speak up. "Okay, that's enough."

"For the past four years," Secretary Ross began speaking again, once the screen turned off, "you've operated with unlimited power and no supervision. That's an arrangement the governments of the world can no longer tolerate."

Andi began to chew her fingernails out of nervousness. She felt sick to her stomach because to her, it seemed like the man wanted to disband the Avengers. But it wasn't that. Not exactly.

"I think we have a solution," Secretary Ross said, accepting a thick bunch of bound papers from a man who stood beside him. Andi hadn't even noticed him when she came in, but in any case, she was more focused on the stack of papers that were now set in the centre of the table.

Andi leaned forward to try and read what was written on the front. Turned out she didn't need to try, because Secretary Ross said the words himself. "The Sokovia Accords."

Andi watched as Wanda picked It up in her hands and turned it over. "Approved by 117 countries," the Secretary continued speaking, "it states that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organisation. Instead, they'll operate under the supervision of a United Nations panel, only when and if that panel deems it necessary."

By the looks on everyone's faces, Andi could tell this was an unexpected move. And one not everyone was happy about.

Steve moved to make his opinion heard. "The Avengers were formed to make the world a safer place," he said, looking up at Ross. "I feel we've done that."

Secretary Ross stood by him and looked down at Steve. "Tell me, Captain, do you know where Thor and Banner are right now?"

That was a good question. Andi hadn't heard from the both of them in a long time. Well, since Sokovia, in fact.

"If I misplaced a couple of 30 megaton nukes, you can bet there'd be consequences," Ross told Steve before looking at all of them. "Three days from now, the UN meets in Vienna to ratify the Accords. Talk it over."

As the Secretary was leaving, Nat spoke up. "And if we come to a decision you don't like?"

Ross's answer seemed simple enough. "Then you retire."

And with that, he was gone.

Within a couple of minutes, everyone had gravitated toward the living room, where the seating arrangement was more comfortable, compared to a meeting table and chairs, which made Andi feel like she was dealing with some serious business.

Well, technically she was. This was nothing to be taken lightly. Yet somehow, she felt like whatever she said wouldn't be taken seriously. She was a soon to be fifteen-year-old and these guys had been in the game much longer than she had. Well, except Wanda, but she was still older.

"117 countries want to sign this," Rhodey was telling Sam in the midst of an argument. "117, Sam, and you're just like, 'No, that's cool. We got it'."

"How long are you going to play both sides?" Sam retorted.

Andi didn't like how this was going. So far, she had remained silent, and sat in one corner, away from the others. Just like Tony.

"I have an equation," Vision spoke up. He was seated beside Wanda, who also seemed to be quiet, like Andi. "In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of known enhanced persons has grown exponentially. During the same period, the number of potentially world-ending events has risen at a commensurate rate."

"Are you saying it's our fault?" Steve asked.

"I'm saying there may be a causality," Vision replied. "Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict. And conflict... Breeds catastrophe."

Natasha looked at Tony. "You are being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal."

"That's because he's already made up his mind," Steve interjected, setting down the Sokovia Accords and looking to Tony as well.

Andi followed Steve's gaze to Tony, who was slumped down in an armchair, propped up only by a few cushions. "Boy, you know me so well." Tony got up from his seat to move into the adjoining open kitchen where he started to pour himself some coffee. While doing so, he pulled out his phone and set it on the counter, and with the press of a button, a hologram appeared. It showed the picture of a boy who was perhaps just a few years older than Andi.

"That's Charles Spencer, by the way. Nice kid," Tony said, pouring coffee into his cup. "Computer engineering degree, 3.6 GPA, had a floor-level gig and intel planned for the fall. But first, he wanted to put a few miles on his soul before he parked it behind a desk. See the world." Tony set his cup down and leaned his hands on the counter while looking to everyon else. "Charlie didn't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale, which is what I would do. He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Where? Sokovia."

Andi had felt the ending of the story coming before Tony said it, and she looked down at her hands in her lap, chewing down on her lower lip out of nervousness.

"He wanted to make a difference, I suppose," Tony continued. "I wouldn't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass." His expression was clear to Andi — He felt guilty. He wanted to save everyone. But as Andi learned very recently, that wasn't possible. Not always.

"There's no decicion-making process here," Tony moved toward them and leaned against one of the kitchen counters with his arms crossed over his chest. "We need to be put in check. Whatever form that takes, I'm game."

Andi decided, finally, to speak up. "So suppose I never get the hang of my powers," she said, looking at Tony pointedly. "What if they decide to lock me up in a lab just like HYDRA did?"

Tony looked at her. "We're not talking about anyone being locked up. We're just talking about some boundaries. Without boundaries, we're no better than the bad guys."

"Right," Andi nodded. "But we're not the ones deciding those boundaries. Someone else is. People who can change their mind at any moment and see any one of us as dangerous."

Before Tony could respond, Steve spoke up. "Tony, if someone dies on your watch, you don't give up."

"Who said anything about giving up?" He replied.

"We are, if we're not taking responsibilities for our actions. This document just shifts the blame."

"I'm sorry, Steve," Rhodey interrupted. "That's dangerously arrogant. This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the World Security Council. It's not SHIELD. It's not Hydra," he looked to Andi briefly before looking back to Steve.

"No," Steve nodded. "But it's run by people with agendas, and like Andi said, agendas change. We can't predict what they'll do to us or have us do at a moment's notice."

"That's why I'm here," Tony said, walking closer to them all. "When I realised what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands, I shut it down and stopped manufacturing."

"Tony," Steve sighed. "You chose to do that. If we sign this, we surrender our right to choose."

Andi had to admit that at the moment, both sides were pretty convincing. Andi wasn't sure where she stood. She didn't like the idea of being controlled, or the idea that there may be some action taken against her if she made a slip up like she did at Lagos. At the same time, she didn't want any more slip ups. Maybe some kind of heirarchy would be a good system. Maybe it would prevent her from causing harm altogether.

"What if there's somehwere we need to go," Steve continued, "and they don't let us? We may not be perfect, but the safest hands are still our own."

"If we don't do this now, it's going to be done to us later. That's the fact. That won't be pretty," Tony said.

Wanda finally spoke up. "So you're saying they'll come for us. Andi and me."

"We would protect you," Vision assured her.

"Maybe... Tony's right," Natasha finally added her input, which had both Sam and Steve looking at her.

"I'm sorry," Sam looked at her with an expression that Andi could only read as betrayal. "weren't you the one who told the Government to kiss her ass a few years ago?"

"I'm just... reading the terrain," she argued. "We've made some very public mistakes. We need to earn their trust back."

"I'm sorry," Tony looked to Natasha. "Did you just agree with me?"

And while the two argued about Natasha actually agreeing with Tony, Steve's phone buzzed. Andi noticed him take it out of his pocket to read whatever text he got. What she didn't expect was for him to set the phone down and get up to excuse himself.

His absence didn't go unnoticed. Everyone else stopped talking, and Tony bent down to retrieve the phone, clearly curious about what caused Steve to leave all of a sudden. When he read it, Tony pursed his lips, head hanging a little low.

"What is it?" Sam asked, looking at the phone, which Tony then handed to him.

"It's Peggy," Tony said, regardless. "She passed away in her sleep."