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Diana Rogers was sadly very used to the unexpected. It was as if the simple word of, "Normal" wasn't welcomed into her life. As if the Gods had specifically demanded any chance of being able to experience the mundane was forbidden. Hell, even when she had a quieter life with Tony it still wasn't like other children's. After all, normal ten year-olds don't have paparazzi chasing after them.

So when she saw the old director of her family's ex-company, she didn't question it. She didn't even greet the one-eyed man as she sat down to eat her delicious plate of Mac and Cheese.

"Ultron took you folks out of play to buy himself time," Nick Fury told the remaining members of the Avengers.

After an awkward meal with Clint's family trying to keep the calm vibes alive with small talk, they left to allow the rest to discuss the problem at hand. All that remained gathered around the kitchen as Laura and the kids went into another room. Lila pinning up Diana's long locks with an assortment of butterfly clips before being pulled away.

"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," Fury explained.

Steve sighed, "What about Ultron himself?"

"Ah. He's easy to track, he's everywhere. Guy's multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit," their director poured himself a cup of coffee. "Still doesn't help us get an angle on any of his plans though."

Tony Stark hummed as he continued to partly listen, throwing darts at the small board by the fridge, "He still going after launch codes?" He asked as he missed the bull's-eye each time.

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

Tony scoffed as he retrieved his darts, "I cracked the Pentagon's firewall in high school on a dare."

"Yeah, well, I contacted our friends at the NEXUS about that," Fury explained.

"NEXUS?" Steve raised a brow.

"It's the world internet hub in Oslo, every byte of data flows through there, fastest access on earth," Bruce explained.

"So what'd they say?" Clint began to inspect one of the many dishes he loaded into the washer.

Fury shrugged at the father, "He's fixated on the missiles, but the codes are constantly being changed."

"By whom?" The billionaire let out a small faint gasp when a knife came flying past his nose, courtesy of Clint, hitting the target.

He shrugged, "Parties unknown."

"Do we have an ally?" Nastaha asked.

"Ultron's got an enemy, that's not the same thing," Fury replied.

Diana rested her check against her hand, "It's still better than nothing. At the end of the day it's another person against him."

"I might need to visit Oslo, find our 'unknown'," Tony abandoned the dartboard, and came towards the rest of them in the kitchen.

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

"I do," Nick Fury said rather bluntly. "I have you."

The youngest gave the man a look, not buying it, "Is that enough?"

He shrugged, "I'm sure it is. Back in the day, I had eyes everywhere, ears everywhere else. Here we all are, back on earth, with nothing but our wit, and our will to save the world," he stepped closer. "Ultron says the Avengers are the only thing between him and his mission. And whether or not he admits it, his mission is global destruction. All this, laid in a grave. So stand. Outwit the platinum bastard."

The older of the two women in the room suddenly smirked. Grabbing the younger one and covering Diana's ears, "Steve doesn't like that kind of talk."

The life from Steve's face started to drain, "You know what, Romanoff?" He crossed his arms.

She let out a small snicker as Diana pulled away, "So what does he want?" Fury sat down.

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

"Person bodies. The human form is inefficient, biologically speaking, we're outmoded," Tony added. "But he keeps coming back to it."

"When you two programmed him to protect the human race, you amazingly failed," Natasha gave one last jab at the man who created the very AI we were trying to destroy.

As the group started to talk back and forth Bruce rubbed his temple, in hopes to calm himself down as the situation was becoming tense. To keep himself from going green and destroying the Barton home he looked around the kitchen. Focusing on the tiles, before looking at the furniture. Noticing just how pristine it looked. Though when he started to focus on the calming backsplash behind the oven, something strange caught his eye.

The butterfly barrette resting on Diana head. After only a few seconds of looking at the creature that was evolved from a simple caterpillar his breath became caught in his throat, "They don't need to be protected, they need to evolve..."

Diana jolted once Bruce stole a clip from her head, showing it to the others, "Ultron's going to evolve."

"With the vibranium he stole..." Diana's mismatched eyes widened.

"How?"

"Has anyone been in contact with Helen Cho?" He glanced up.

The group all glanced around each other with similar knowing looks and collectively sighed, "Shit."

The next thing Diana knew her father was back in his suit, with shield strapped to his back, "I'll take Natasha and Clint."

"Alright, strictly recon," Tony nodded. "I'll hit the NEXUS, join you as soon as I can."

"If Ultron is really building a body..."

"He'll be more powerful than any of us. Maybe all of us. An android designed by a robot," the two conversed.

Steve let out another sigh running his gloved hand down his tried eyes, "You know I really miss the days when the weirdest thing science ever created was me."

"I'll drop Banner and Diana off at the tower," Fury butted into the conversation. "Do you mind if I borrow Ms. Hill?"

Tony shrugged, "She's all yours, apparently."

"What are you gonna do?" Steve couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. Something dramatic, I hope," and with that Fury was out the door.

As Tony went quickly after him Diana took the opportunity of her father being alone. Grabbing his hand she pulled him aside by the stairs, "Hey, you sure you don't want me in on this one?"

"Did you want to be?"

She shook her head, "No," Diana truthfully didn't, but it still didn't answer the question burning in the back of her mind. "But I thought you'd want me to. Considering... well... with what just happened," she cringed.

"Di," he placed his hand on the girl's shoulder. "You're exhausted and I hate to say it but out of shape. You haven't been training or exercising since Washington and it's taken a toll on you."

She started to frown, with lips going against one another as he went on, "You still don't have full control over those Pockets. That and the twins are most likely going to be there."

"But the girl's powers weren't effective on me," she crossed her arms.

"But the boy's are. He could run right through you for all we know. I don't think you could hold your own against them."

As much as Diana hated to admit it, the man was right. She was super out of shape. The only proper exercise the teen had been doing lately was some not so complex dance routines. Which barely counted considering Diana had a massive wig strapped to her head, preventing much movement. Especially as the wig connected to the backdrops and props, looping around the stage. Most of her dances involved a shuffle or simply being picked up.

So she gave a small nod, "I get it."

He started to squeeze her shoulder, "This isn't the final fight. You understand that, right?"

"I know," Diana said as Steve pulled her into a tight embrace.

"We shouldn't be too long. It's a simple snap and grab on the vibranium. I'll meet you back at home."

"Okay," she pulled away. "I'll see you soon."

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Diana's hands firmly clutched two sets of industrial cuffs as she waited a few steps away from the helipad. Her arms were crossed as her foot tapped against the flooring.

Her button nose was scrunched into a ball as her sneer was present. Truth be told, if she clenched her teeth any tighter they would shatter. Saying the teen was upset was a vast understatement.

With red eyes the girl watched the Quinjet landon the small helipad on the edge of Avengers tower. Her mismatched eyes stayed locked on the ship as the door slowly opened, revealing four sets of feet to appear at the bottom.

The mission was not a success, not by a long shot. Even though they were able to retrieve the vibranim cradle containing the body Ultron tried to upload himself into, they had lost a companion. Natasha was compromised.

She was taken just like that. So quickly. So easily. And now Ultron had one of their own. The only irony of the situation was that their captive wasn't the predictable member.

But if there was a bright side to the shitty afternoon, it would be the prisoner swap. Now having some of Ultron's associates, or well... ex-associates.

As the twins' feet met the surface of the tower Diana simply walked past Clint who quickly rushed the cradle to Tony. Holding out the cuffs Diana preparer to arrest the Maximoff twins.

Apparently during the raid the twins finally realised that Ultron was not on the right side, leaving them to betray the robot and help my father retrieve the cradle. But that didn't clear them for everything else they have done, "That won't be necessary," Steve placed a hand in front of his daughter, blocking her from the ex-hydra agents.

She then looked up at her father in disgust before back at the dishevelled twins, "You cannot be serious?"

Diana wasn't a firm believer of second chances. Did she believe people can change? No. No she did not. Views and beliefs can, but who they are at their core cannot. No matter how hard you lie.

Tony was a great example. He used to be a self absorbed narcissist who didn't care about anyone but himself. After what he went through he realised what he was doing was wrong and started to help others, but still in his self absorbed manner. His values changed but his personality and tactics did not. The same was with her father. Even after he got his super strength he still remained the same dweeb from Brooklyn.

You can slap a fresh coat of pain on a car but it still runs the like a lemon.

So no. Diana did not take any chances with the twins who freely joined a terrorist organisation and attacked her family multiple times.

"Diana, look at them," Steve whispered in her ear, gesturing to the very tired and clearly jumpy pair. "They both overworked themselves. They are scared and now are in a new country speaking a language they barely understand."

"And here I thought Hydra'd give them English lessons," she blandly looked to her father.

"Hey," he squeezed Diana's arm. "The two didn't realise they were backing the wrong person-"

"So we should just give them a free pass because they realised they were wrong?" She gawked, "That girl alone caused you all, my family, to drop like flies," she pointed to the redheaded woman.

Wanda slightly flinched as the teen continued to sneer at them, "Bruce almost levelled a city because of what she did to his mind. Imagine what she could do to us inside our own home?"

The boy, Pietro stepped in front of his sister as Lady Liberty's glare started to burn a hole into them. Steve wasn't wrong about how they looked either. The pair's hair was everywhere, they had grime and soot covering their faces and clothes seemed to be nothing but tatters. Ultron had definitely put them through the rigger too.

"They helped me," Steve made her face him. "If it wasn't for them I wouldn't be here right now. If they didn't help me there would've been a lot more casualties."

Diana's eyes scanned the twins once more before landing back on her father, "You expect me to break bread with Hydra members while Natasha could be being tortured as we speak?"

"No I don't, but they have the ability to help us," he explained. "They promised us a truce. They personally know Ultron and they have powerful abilities. They'll help us take down Ultron and help us get Natasha back-"

She pushed him away before he could finish speaking, "I don't care what they know or what they can do. You know who they are. You know how they got those abilities," Diana could feel her face beginning to heat up as the anger in her stomach bubbled. "No," she shook her head, taking a step back. "No. I'm not okay with this."

Her father gave her a sad, almost defeated look, "Diana..."

"Don't even start with me," she put her hand out to emphasise her frustration. "This has been the worst week of my life and that's saying something because you know first hand how bad some weeks have been."

She took another step back as I threw the cuffs aside, "My sister is gone and they are part of the problem."

And with that... Diana turned around and stomped out of the room. Hearing bits and pieces of Steve apologizing to the pair of ex-terrorist members, "I'm sorry about her. She just... it's been hard."

Hard didn't even skim the surface of how angry Diana Rogers-Stark was feeling. And in time that anger would only grow.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

By the time the sun went down the remaining Avengers were still exactly where they started. No closer to any solution than before. Ultron was still M.I.A and Natasha was undoubtedly by his side.

The only reason Diana wasn't biting her nails off or screaming at anyone was because she knew Natasha isn't dead. For if she was, Ultron would've been bragging about it by now. The bot clearly was waiting to make some sceptical.

Giving her exhausted pair of eyes a break from the screens, Diana threw her head back. Taking the opportunity to rubbed her dry sockets. After the week she was having Diana didn't even have the energy to cry. It wasn't like it would help. Crying was useless. It wouldn't bring anyone back.

It was for the weak. That's what Sawyer taught her at least.

Eventually Diana's attention slowly went back towards her laptop still running a few diagnostics, doing its best to track any sign of Ultron or Natsaha for that matter. But it was all in vain considering the only way to actually locate the AI, who had control over the entire internet, was if he wanted to be found. Which he did not.

The robotic bastard, as Diana liked to call him, seemed to enjoy toying with her group. Giving them complete access to the internet. Though Tony specifically told his cousin to stay off of it.

But she was a Stark still. It was no wonder why her curiosity got the better of her.

She wasn't even sure why she bothered to type something into the search bar, since the result would only hurt Diana, but she just had to know.

The girl's scarred finger hesitated over the enter button as she let out a breath, debating if this was a good idea or not. Was the pain worth the knowledge?

"Fuck it, it's fine," she grumbled and hit enter, sending her to the YouTube channel she was searching for.

Just the sight of the caption made Diana bite down on her bottom lip in frustration. Still, fighting the anger she found herself clicking the play button. Making the music to fill the void of her rather large bedroom.

'All those days watching from the windows. All those years outside looking in. All that time never even knowing just how blind I've been,' Diana watched in a rather dark glare as Colette sang on the boat floating across the stage.

Staying still as she watched the girl's head struggle to hold the weight of the large wig, just as Diana had, as Colette held her onstage love interest's hands, 'Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight. Now I'm here, suddenly I see. Standing here, it's all so clear I'm here I'm meant to be.'

Her hands clenched as she saw just how perfectly Colette sang the ballad. Diana's ballad, 'And at last I see the light. And it's like the fog has lifted. And at last I see the light. And it's like the sky is new,' The joy on her face was enough to make the Avenger sick.

Colette looked absolutely amazing. The wig looked as if it belonged on her. The purple dress seemed to be a perfect fit for the girl. It made Diana wonder if her dress was just her size or, most likely, they had made her a copy just knowing something would happen. Good thing they did.

They probably did now that Diana actually thought about it. They probably knew something would happen to her. As the gears in the super soldier's brain started to turn she started to wonder... maybe that's why she got casted. Maybe they knew she sucked. Just how bad things tended to happen involving Diana, so they could've decided it would have been a great financial decision to include her!

With Diana in the production Tony would fund the sets and costumes. Saying his cousin's fellow cast and crew only deserved the best performance.

Hell, the live footage Diana was currently watching was using cameras Tony also payed for. Just so he could get a professional copy after the performances finished, since he wasn't going to allow his cousin low quality. It wasn't the Stark way. But since the play's final performance was tomorrow Diana knew they wouldn't get that copy.

'All at once everything looks different. Now that I see you-' the music quickly cut off as the laptop flew across the room.

Diana didn't even bother to watch her pink MacBook hit the ground as she continued to sit at her desk. Instead she sat there emotionlessly. Staring at the window across from her desk, showing off the city skyline.

Closing her eyes she took her time. Deeply inhaling and forced her face to return to normal. Opening her eyes to look back out at the city below.

Diana couldn't help but pity them. The people out there were completely unaware of the dangers that could be coming their way. They didn't know about Ultron. They didn't even know there was anything to worry about. They were oblivious. And at the same time Diana was envious of them.

As she watched the cars drive through the streets she could just picture the kids her age down there. Just see them chatting with others their own age and complaining about their meaningless problems. Like the ones she'd seen in movies. Upset about it curfew or not having a cellphone. Diana wished those were her problems.

But they weren't. They were nothing.

As she sat in her room practically throwing herself a pity party over how she couldn't be in a stupid play, people around the world were suffering. Not just with Ultron. People didn't have things like food or fresh water. There was war in places, famine too. Women didn't have rights in some countries and here she was, angry that she wasn't like other girls.

She needed a reality check. She needed to remember who she was. How privileged she was, "I am Diana Rogers-Stark. My mother is the Saint Lady Liberty and my father is Captain America. I am the heir of my family's company, Stark Industries. I am the Second Lady Liberty and I have the abilities to help people. My problems mean nothing and neither do my struggles," she kept her eyes ahead, watching New York from her windows. "Those people out there need me, so suck it up and move on."

Diana Rogers-Stark wasn't a normal girl. She wasn't like other girls, but she fucking wanted to be. But she couldn't have everything she wanted.

So after she finished her affirmations she removed herself from the table and walked back to where the others were. Not having to go far before running into her father at the elevator, "Hey, I was just about to get you," he gave a half hearted smile, trying his best to keep the peace. "Any luck?"

She shook her head, "I'm guessing none with you either?" Diana asked while stepping inside the elevator.

"Sadly no, but she's alive," he stated.

"Yeah, if she was it would be all over the world by now," the girl huffed as they made it to the main floor. There was a large amount of silence overtaking the area, "Look Diana, I know-"

A loud beep went off before he could say anything, making the Rogers glance towards the entrance of Bruce's lab.

The two raised a brow as they noticed the twins who were originally waiting for Steve at the door turn towards the noise as well.

"Did you two do something?" Steve asked.

Wanda shook her head making the Captain grumble, "Great,' he stomped into the lab.

"I thought they were deactivating the body?" Diana tilted my head.

Wanda let out a breathless laugh, "A Stark doing as he was told?" She crossed her arms.

A spark of blue flashed in Diana's eyes again before she took in another calming breath, "Thank you. Us Starks sure are the terrible bunch," the girl clicked her tongue and followed her father into the lab.

Diana's eyes widened as she saw the sight before her. Inside the lab both Tony and Bruce in fact did not dissembling Ultron's perfect body, but instead uploading something into it.

Fuck.

"The genetic coding tower's at ninety-seven percent. You have got to upload that schematic in the next three minutes," Bruce expressed his concern as Steve made it clear others were now inside the room, catching the pair in the act.

"I'm gonna say this once."

"How about none-ce?" Tony shot back at his uncle.

The vein in Steve's forehead grew, "Shut it down!"

"Nope, not gonna happen."

"You don't know what you're doing."

"And you do?" Bruce then asked before pointing at Wanda, "She's not in your head?"

The girl took a step forward as she looked the situation over, "I know you're angry."

Bruce let out a faux laugh, "Oh, we're way past that. I could choke the life out of you and never change a shade."

"Okay everyone just stop," Diana put herself into the conversation. "If Tony and Bruce explain the situation maybe we can understand what they are trying to do-"

"Diana stay out of this. They have no right to create yet another murder bot!" Steve glared at his child before turning the anger towards Bruce. "Banner, after everything that's happened-"

"That's nothing compared to what's coming!" Tony shot back.

"You don't know what's in there!" Wanda frantically pointed to the cradle the two were working on.

"This isn't a game-"

"The creature-"

As the group started to bicker at each other, Diana could feel her head begin to spin. Watching as the simple back and fourth became more apparent, and much more aggressive, "Everyone stop yelling. This isn't going to help the situation," though what she preached fell of deaf ears as they continued to shout.

The one thing Diana hated more than liars was unnecessary shouting. If you couldn't come to a calm conversation you'd make rash and dangerous choices leading to drastic outcomes. Though it seemed no one cared about what the teenager had to say.

Except maybe one of the twins. The boy, Pietro, who within a flash of blue made him appear at the other end of the lab, holding a destroyed piece of equipment, "No, no. Go on. You were saying, Miss Rogers?"

As he threw the wires to the floor a then gunshot went off. The sounds of breaking glass followed close after as Pietro feel a floor below when the glass flooring collapsed.

"Pietro!" Wanda cried out for her brother as the rest glanced down, seeing Clint Barton with his foot over the young adult's chest, "What? You didn't see that coming?"

Another alert went off by Tony's laptop, making the man quickly start typing, "I'm rerouting the upload!"

Steve gawked before throwing his shield to disrupt him, causing Tony to call some of his armour so he could blast Diana's father.

And then Diana helplessly watched everything turn to hell. Viewing the group all start to fight with one another. Her eyes widened as she heard the grunts and tears from all members in the room, "Wait," she tried to speak as they all fought. "We can work this out peacefully-"

But no matter what she tried to do or say it didn't stop her father or cousin from throwing any punches at one another, "Stop!" She tried to get in between the two but that only resulted in her getting thrown back as they continued to battle.

As she hit the ground she felt something strange. Her teeth gritting against one another as she watched the group all at each other's throats. Diana's breathing came through her teeth as she gripped the carpeted floor.

The strange feeling increase as her eyes flickered once more. Saying she was pissed off was an understatement. Here she was doing everything in her power to find a peaceful solution and they just threw her aside. Even Clint, who was never one for this sort of thing, was tussling with the others.

It was sickening. At only the age of fourteen Diana Rogers-Stark was already more mature than every single adult in that room. A room filled with Earth's Mightiest Heroes. She had given up everything to make sure that they would live in a better tomorrow, but the people who were actually supposed to create a better tomorrow were trying to kill each other.

She felt herself starting to shake as she slowly picked herself off of the ground. Her chest convulsed as a loud scream that she had been bottling finally came out in full force, "I said STOP!" A warm burst of energy surge through Diana's body as she threw my hands to the ground. The energy leaving immediately as it came, taking the warmth with it.

Her lips parted as the sound of tussling stopped. For every person inside the lab was now split apart. All seeming to be in secluded parts of the room, with a small blue portal by each person's side.

Just as Diana was able to get a good look at all the gobsmacked faces of her associates, she suddenly felt her legs give out, causing the portals to evaporate. When she hit the floor both Steve and Tony call out to her. Both rushing to her side as she tried to collect herself.

Everything burned. Her muscles felt tense, as her hands aggressively shook. Diana could feel her entire person convulse as she tried to steady myself, causing the teen to fall back into her family's arms.

"Diana? Diana are you okay?" Both men asked as she felt them start to check her over.

Though she ignored their question as she tried to catch her breath, "Can we... can we please... discuss this like adults...?"

Luckily, if you could call it that, the girl's sudden action had its uses when another sound of shattered glass went off, as Thor, who had been off doing something since the farm, crashed inside and landed on top of the cradle. Those in the room all called out to him to stop whatever he had planned but he lifted his hammer up high in the sky before smashing it down with a fit of lightning onto the body, making it explode.

Steve quickly grabbed his shield to cover the two members of his family, as a red being exited the cradle. Unlike the other bots that immediately tried to kill them, it took its time to stand up properly. It looked down at it's hands before glancing at the group.

But then it went forward quickly, causing Thor to attack it. Steve and the others quickly stood up as the robot was thrown forward. They rushed after the two as Diana simply did her best to stand. Grabbing the edge of the table she eventually able to push herself forward. Gripping the railing as she went into the other room, seeing everyone having a stare down with the floating bot.

It eventually looked over, mildly confused before a set of clothing appeared on it's body. Diana couldn't help but feel like a moth to a flame as she looked up at its head, seeing the stone of Loki's scepter.

"I'm sorry, that was...odd," his apology took Diana and the others by surprise as his voice sounded just like Tony's old AI, Jarvis. "Thank you," he landed on the floor.

"Thor, you helped create this?" Steve asked.

Thor shook his head, "I've had a vision. A whirlpool that sucks in all hope of life and at its centre is that," he pointed to the gem inside the bot's head.

"What, the gem?" Bruce asked.

"It's the Mind Stone," he was corrected. "It's one of the six Infinity Stones, the greatest power in the universe, unparalleled in its destructive capabilities."

Diana slowly descended the staircase as she felt this strange urge. Almost like a need to be closer to the gem, "Just like the Tesseract isn't it? Is that why it was so important to Loki?" She couldn't help but ask.

That made Thor nod, "Then why would you bring it to-"

"Because Stark is right," Thor told Steve.

"Oh, it's definitely the end times," Bruce half joked.

"The Avengers cannot defeat Ultron," Thor explained.

"Not alone," the boy added.

Steve stepped in front of his daughter to keep her away from the bot she was unconsciously trying to get closer towards, "Why does your 'vision' sound like Jarvis?"

"We... reconfigured Jarvis' matrix to create something new," Tony explained.

"I think I've had my fill of new."

The Vision frowned, "You think I'm a child of Ultron?"

"You're not?" Steve tilted his head.

They shook their head, "I'm not Ultron. I'm not JARVIS. I am..." they paused. "I am."

Wanda let out a hum as she stalked towards the robot, "I looked in your head and saw annihilation," she told them.

"Look again," they challenged them with no haste in their voice.

Clint chuckled, "Yeah. Her seal of approval means jack to me."

"Their's and Diana's powers, the horrors in our heads, Ultron himself, they all came from the Mind Stone, and they're nothing compared to what it can unleash," Thor told them. "But with it on our side..."

"Is it?" Steve turned to the robot. "Are you? On our side?"

The Vision shook their head, "I don't think it's that simple."

"Well it better get real simple real soon," they were told.

"I am on the side of life. Ultron isn't, he will end it all."

Tony crossed his arms, "What's he waiting for?"

"You," they gestured to them.

"Where?"

"Sokovia," Clint quickly answered. "He's got Nat there too."

Bruce walked up face to face with the Vision, "If we're wrong about you, if you're the monster that Ultron made you to be..."

"What will you do?" They asked before looking around. "I don't want to kill Ultron. He's unique, and he's in pain. But that pain will roll over the earth, so he must be destroyed. Every form he's built, every trace of his presence on the net, we have to act now. And not one of us can do it without the others. Maybe I am a monster. I don't think I'd know if I were one. I'm not what you are, and not what you intended. So there may be no way to make you trust me."

They walked to the other side of the room and picked up Thor's hammer and held it out for the prince, "But we need to go."

Now it was Diana's turn to be gobsmacked with the rest. Watching in shocked confusion we Thor took his hammer away from the worthy Vision. Signifying his ability to be trusted.

Steve glanced back at his kid, "Songbird? You in on this one?"

No. That was her intended answer.

But as she saw the many eyes on her, awaiting a response, she knew what they were expecting. And she knew what was at stake.

So Diana threw her own thoughts and feelings away and nodded, "Yeah. Just give me a few minutes to recharge and I'll be ready."

She didn't matter. The civilians who have no one else to protect them do. Diana Rogers-Stark was not like other girls, but she fucking wished she was. 

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