p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"A/N: HI GUYS! Long time no see! I'm sooooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"See, I got uninspired for a moment (more like a year). And since I got inspired again, I decided to rewrite this whole thing cause' my writing style was a piece of trash last year. I might've changed some parts, but most of it is still the same. Okay. Onwards with the story!/strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"{DISCLAIMER: The Avengers belong to Marvel. My OCs, of course, are mine.)/strong/p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ever since she became a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Natasha Romanoff learned that a plan made by Nick Fury always succeeded. Today, on the other hand, that didn't seem to be the case./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She entered his office, her arms crossed. Her boss had a look of determination and seriousness on his face. Natasha could tell there was no stopping him and his plan./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So you really are gonna push through, huh?" Natasha said, coming to lean to his desk./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick raised an eyebrow. "Did you think I was joking?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha shrugged. "Then again, you aren't the type to kid around."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She tilted her head toward his computer's screen. On it, she saw two profiles of two individual minors; one male and one female. They both looked around the same age. Probably fifteen. Normally, S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't use such information about random teenagers, but this was a different case. And Natasha didn't like it./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She frowned. "emThat's /emthem?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick scowled. "Were you expecting more, Agent Romanoff?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha shook her head. "No. It's just... emWhy /emare you hiring these two inexperienced kids to fight alongside us? They barely know what an uppercut is."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick swiveled his chair so that his body was facing Natasha, which slightly spooked her. "Correct me if I'm wrong, Agent Romanoff, but weren't emyou /emtrained at an even younger age?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha tried not to show a sign of pain. Bringing up her past wasn't exactly the best idea. She exhaled sharply, mildly annoyed that he didn't answer her question./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay. You win." Natasha raised her arms up like a surrendering criminal. "Where am I gonna pick these two scumbags up?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick smiled without humor. "I will send you the coordinates tomorrow. But first," Nick stood up, looking as expressionless as a statue strong(A/N: I can't think of any better similes sorry :p)/strong, "get some rest. You're going to be having a long day tomoorow."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. walked out of his office, each footstep of his resonating through the room./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"•strong~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•/strong/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"It all started during P.E. one day. Alana never expected the day to get above average. Maybe it was because the day started normal enough, with Alana arriving the earliest; her friends arriving a little later; a little trash talk exchanged with the annoying jocks; boring lectures about Adolf Hitler and other stuff; so on and so forth. But fate changed its path so abruptly, Alana didn't see it coming./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay, class, listen up!" Coach Table boomed, catching everyone's attention. "So we're gonna work on our leg muscles by running two laps around the gym."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"There were some mixed reactions. Alana was on the em"meh" /emside. She was pretty athletic, if she didn't say so herself. But she wasn't considered a jock, since she wasn't douchey enough./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Someone in the crowd raised their hand. It was Vicky Gocip, no surprise. The girl was emso /emtalkative, she'd even talk to plants strong(A/N: lol what. Okay I'll stop barging into the story jeez)/strong./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Uh, Coach," Vicky said. "Is this gonna be a competition?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach Table scratched his non-existent beard (which Alana knows Coach cries over when he thinks no one is looking). "Hmm... Originally, I wasn't planning on making it one. But thanks for the suggestion." He turned to face the rest. "You hear that, kids? It's gonna be a competition!" This time, everybody, minus the jocks, groaned./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks a bunch, Vicky." Lila McAdams, one of Alana's best friends, muttered. She had dirty blonde hair, shocking blue eyes, and a tan complexion from her summers and winters at California. She was just as athletic as Alana, but she wasn't down for competition./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Kalliope de Meyer, Alana's other best friend, tried for a smile. She had chocolate-brown skin and grey eyes. Her frizzy cinnamon hair had a streak of red (em"that symbolized the blood of her enemies," /emKalliope used to joke). "If only Anna hadn't asked that que—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""WOO-HOO!" A new voice interrupted Kalliope. Alana didn't even have to look to know where it came from./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Josh," Alana gritted her teeth. Of all the jocks, Josh Evansson was the most annoying. He wasn't really buff, but with his dark brown hair, baby blue eyes, and charming charisma, a lot of ladies have fallen head over heels for him./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He smiled mischievously. "What? You scared to get run over by me?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana rolled her eyes. "In your dreams."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Whatever you say, Princess." Josh walked away to join his circle of friends./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emPrincess, /emAlana thought. emYeah right./emOnce upon a time, Alana had an obsession with princessed as a kindergartener. Josh was the first to notice back then and adapted the nickname. Later on in life, after they've moved on from kindergarten, Josh claimed he still called her that because she acted like a princess:em"demanding and irritating."/em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach Table's shrill whistle brought Alana back to the real world. "Okay, we're gonna divide you into groups of six." Coach paced back and forth so much, Alana was starting to get dizzy. "Martin! Kalliope! Vicky! Ruby! Josh! Alana! You're up!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana and Vicky shared a sigh while Lila cheered./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Have fun!" Lila waved, obviously relieved to not be running./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks," Alana and Kalliope said in unison. They walked up to where Coach stood, Alana in between Kalliope and Josh. Josh flashed his trademark annoying smile./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Runners! On your marks, get set, GO!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The six, minus Alana, aforementioned students dashed off as far as their leg muscles could go./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana knew that was a bad idea. They should've started slow so that they wouldn't get tired at the middle of the race. She may have been a gymnast and all, but her dad was a professional runner. Alana pushed the thought of her dad away. She had to get her head in the game./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"As of now, she was way behind the rest. Even more behind than Ruby Clark, the least athletic of the group./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ruby looked back and raised an eyebrow, as if wondering how she had gotten ahead of someone./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana shrugged as if she didn't know why Ruby was ahead./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"After everyone made their first lap, Alana had surpassed Vicky and Ruby, the latter stopping to catch her breath. Alana was already at odds with Kalliope, who looked like she was starting to tire./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Must... Run... Faster..." Kalliope slurred./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""You go, girl!" Alana encouraged. "Also, see you later." She ran ahead of her friend, not needing to run too fast given that Kalliope was already slowing down./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"It was now Alana against Martin and Josh. Two jocks. How great. Surprisingly, she found it easy to beat Martin, considering he had a buff, swimmer's body and strong legs./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""On your left!" Alana called after Martin, passing through his left. This caused Martin to stop and loose precious time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"All who was left was Josh. Alana thought it was a strange coincidence she was going against her least favorite person amongst the group./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So it's me against you now, huh, Princess?" Josh smirked, trying to hide the exhaustion out of his voice. He was obviously tired, but he still managed to run at an incredibly fast pace./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana frowned. "How are you still running? You started off the wrong foot."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh raised his palms in an emI don't know /emgesture. "Guess I got some sort of superhuman powers."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana pointed two fingers at her opened mouth, stuck her tongue out, and made a gagging sound./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She proceeded to focusing on the end of the line. It was only a few meters away. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but she was worried that she might not have a chance against Josh. No. No more negative thinking. She was emso /emgonna win./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana nearly barfed. She was starting to think like Josh, competitiveness and all. That was a bad sign./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"All of a sudden, Josh spoke. "Hey! Your shoelace's untied!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Instinctively, Alana looked down and dropped on her knee. She blinked. Then she realized that her shoes didn't emhave /emshoelaces, but rather straps./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Too late./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"By the time she got up again, Josh was already back at where they started, his fellow jocks surrounding him. They were congratulating him and showering him with compliments./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Close try, Ms. Hudgens." Coach Table told Alana. She almost screamed in anger, but she managed to control herself. She exhaled sharply./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks." She grumbled unhappily./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach walked away to praise Josh./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He tricked her. That delusional weasel. Alana was emso /emgonna punch him at his ugly face. She was about to but she stormed off to the girls' locker room instead, getting a glimpse of Josh looking at her./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Once she was all alone inside, she grabbed her water bottle from her locker and chugged it down angrily./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana didn't see why losing the race angered her. Maybe the fact that she lost to Josh was what probably ticked her off. She was about to return her water bottle when.../span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"emstrong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"BOOM!/strong/em/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The sound rang un Alana's ears for about five seconds. Then it occurred to Alana that an explosion just happened. And it sounded scarily close./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She dashed out of the locker room and saw her classmates making a single file toward the emergency exit. She ran up to Lila and Kalliope./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What the heck is going on?" Alana asked frantically./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lila's blue eyes looked bewildered. "Someone must've thrown a flaming bomb or something at the cafeteria."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I know," Kalliope agreed, fidgeting with the strand of her hair with the red streak. "Sounds almost as unbelievable as dragons."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""B-but, why?" Alana asked. "Why would anyone do such a thing?" That's when she made a decision that changed her life./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I'm going in there to check on who dared to invade my school."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Kalliope and Lila looked at their friend like she needed to be sent to the mental hospital./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lila lightly slapped Alana's face./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Ow! What the—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Are you insane?! Lila practically yelled. "Do you have any idea howemflaming /emthe cafeteria is?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana placed a hand on Lila's shoulder, gave her and Kalliope a nod that didn't really state anything, then ran toward the explosion site, the mixed sound of her friends' screams echoing the gym./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"•strong~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•/strong/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana almost smacked her forehead with her hand so hard, she might've knocked herself all the way to Mars./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Was she insane? Probably. Was that gonna stop her from running? Nope./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Once she entered the cafeteria, her vision turned smoky gray. Smoke was everywhere. Fires were dancing across the place. Even the fire alarms sprinkling water couldn't extinguish the flames./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana coughed and fanned the smoke away with her hand. Behind the flames, Alana saw a humanoid figure. But Alana's gut told her something was wrong./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Hey!" Alana shouted as loud as she could. "Who the heck are you?! And what do you want?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The figure froze for a solid second, then slowly started to grow bigger and bigger. Alana then realized he was making his way toward her. Alana mentally screamed./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He finally materialized from the flames, revealing a silver robot who didn't look very much human. He (yes, Alana was able to identify the robot's gender) was about 7 feet tall and had dark gray streaks running across his metallic body,/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Ah, a puny little human." His beady red eyes seemed to stare down Alana's soul. "How surprising. I'm guessing you must be suicidal enough to come here, hm?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tried to control her breathing despite the smoky environment. "Leave." She demanded, making a threatening pose. "Or I'll make you."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Metal Guy laughed. "Try me."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana knew it was a dumb move, but she did a roundhouse kick at his side./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot winced. Surprisingly, his metal felt like skin; mushy and vulnerable./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""W-what?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot probably would've turned red. "My master hasn't upgraded my body, okay?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana smiled wickedly. "Good." She started throwing some punches at his body. Left hook. Right hook. Uppercut. Occasionally, she would throw in some kicks./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot failed in defending himself. Unfortunately, he was better at offending. He kicked both of Alana's sides. Alana crumpled down to the ground./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emUgh/em, Alana thought. emThey make it seem so easy in those action movies./em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Give up, human?" The robot taunted, towering over Alana./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tried to think, but her head was already spinning. She needed to buy time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So," she began, "I never got your name."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot paused, as if not expecting this to come at him. "Ultron Jr., child of Ultron, is what the world will know as the most fearful leader."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Oh yeah. Where is he?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. looked highly offended./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"In reality, Alana was terrified of him. He remembered when his father attempted to destroy the world nearly a year ago. She remembered it being in the news every time. The biggest attack happened at Sokovia, far away from New York, but the robot had scared her so badly, she didn't want to get out of her house for a week./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Idiot! I am gonna honor my late father by picking up where he ended." Junior started to pace around with a lot of hand gestures. "I will be better than him because I will learn from his mistakes! I will think of my plan for world domination step by step. Slowly, yet surely. emI /emwill bring peace in our time! emI /emwill—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. came to a stop as he tripped over Alana's leg. Alana got up, smirking at what she had done. "What? You didn't see that coming?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. growled. He tried to get up, but Alana kicked him back down. "Oh no, you don't. You are gonna extinguish this fire or else..." Alana faltered as she saw the expression on his face. She must've pulled a nerve of his./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He tried to stand up again, but succeeded this time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana took this as a sign to move backwards./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. walked toward Alana in a pace she didn't like. "How DARE you trip the GREAT Ultron Jr. and make a fool out of him?!" He boomed./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emUh-oh/em, Alana thought, carefully planning every step she took. emHe spoke in third person. Not a good sign./em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Do you know who I AM?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tripped over a tray and fell on her bottom. Fortunately, she didn't land on the flames. She continued scrambling backwards, still on her bottom./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I will be the one you'll be bowing to soon enough! I will be the one you'll regret messing with most!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana's back hit the wall. She looked around and saw that she was trapped at a corner. This was her end./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. noticed this and smiled wickedly. "But, then again, you don't have to worry about any of these things at all. I could just, you know, simply ki—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"em style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"CLANG!/em/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"In a blink of the eye, a flying tray hit his head, causing him to collapse. As Ultron Jr. fell onto his knees, Alana saw who the flying-tray wonder was./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She scowled. "You know I could've taken care of him myself, Josh."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Sure you were, Princess."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana got herself standing on two legs again./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So, uh, what now?" Josh asked./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Get a fire extinguisher, dummy." Alana said./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh ears reddened. "Oh yeah. Right."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"But before any of them could move a muscle, a newcomer entered the cafeteria. Alana couldn't see much with all the smoke, but she could make out a beige coat and locks of red hair./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana felt a twang of jealousy. She'd always wanted red hair. Her own ebony hair just seemed so plain./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Anyway, as the figure loomed in closer, Alana recognized who it was./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Black Widow." Josh murmured Alana's thoughts./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The female Avenger looked down at them, as if trying to figure out what decoration they'd like at their funeral./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So you two must be Alana Hudgens and Josh Evansson." She said expressionlessly./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Uh..." The words got stuck in Alana's throat, so she just nodded./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Well, then," Black Widow looked around the area, as if just registering the mess, "come with me. You guys are gonna get some combat training straight from the Avengers."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay. I'm in!" Josh said at the drop of a hat. He was about to run to the exit when Alana grabbed his forearm./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Wait," Alana looked at Ms. Widow. "What about the fire?" She gestured her hands around the place./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Already called S.H.I.E.L.D. Damage Control." Black Widow assured./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""And our parents?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Black Widow frowned, clearly annoyed. "They think you guys are gonna spend the rest of the day at a privileged math camp."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana thought for a moment. Just as the next person would, Alana would've immediately answered the call. But she wasn't one to break the rules, like skip classes. Then again, the principal might send the students and staff back home after the incident./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Well?" Black Widow urged./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana heard sirens beeping from a distance. By this time, Josh had already yanked his hand free from her grip./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She took a deep breath. "Okay. Let's go."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"And so, the three of them dashed out of the wreckage without a trace./span/p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"A/N: So what do you think guys? Better than before, or did you like the first one better? Me, I like this one cause idk it has more details./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lol. I guess that concludes this chapter./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ruby out. PEACE./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"See, I got uninspired for a moment (more like a year). And since I got inspired again, I decided to rewrite this whole thing cause' my writing style was a piece of trash last year. I might've changed some parts, but most of it is still the same. Okay. Onwards with the story!/strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"{DISCLAIMER: The Avengers belong to Marvel. My OCs, of course, are mine.)/strong/p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ever since she became a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Natasha Romanoff learned that a plan made by Nick Fury always succeeded. Today, on the other hand, that didn't seem to be the case./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She entered his office, her arms crossed. Her boss had a look of determination and seriousness on his face. Natasha could tell there was no stopping him and his plan./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So you really are gonna push through, huh?" Natasha said, coming to lean to his desk./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick raised an eyebrow. "Did you think I was joking?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha shrugged. "Then again, you aren't the type to kid around."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She tilted her head toward his computer's screen. On it, she saw two profiles of two individual minors; one male and one female. They both looked around the same age. Probably fifteen. Normally, S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't use such information about random teenagers, but this was a different case. And Natasha didn't like it./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She frowned. "emThat's /emthem?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick scowled. "Were you expecting more, Agent Romanoff?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha shook her head. "No. It's just... emWhy /emare you hiring these two inexperienced kids to fight alongside us? They barely know what an uppercut is."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick swiveled his chair so that his body was facing Natasha, which slightly spooked her. "Correct me if I'm wrong, Agent Romanoff, but weren't emyou /emtrained at an even younger age?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Natasha tried not to show a sign of pain. Bringing up her past wasn't exactly the best idea. She exhaled sharply, mildly annoyed that he didn't answer her question./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay. You win." Natasha raised her arms up like a surrendering criminal. "Where am I gonna pick these two scumbags up?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Nick smiled without humor. "I will send you the coordinates tomorrow. But first," Nick stood up, looking as expressionless as a statue strong(A/N: I can't think of any better similes sorry :p)/strong, "get some rest. You're going to be having a long day tomoorow."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. walked out of his office, each footstep of his resonating through the room./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"•strong~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•/strong/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"It all started during P.E. one day. Alana never expected the day to get above average. Maybe it was because the day started normal enough, with Alana arriving the earliest; her friends arriving a little later; a little trash talk exchanged with the annoying jocks; boring lectures about Adolf Hitler and other stuff; so on and so forth. But fate changed its path so abruptly, Alana didn't see it coming./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay, class, listen up!" Coach Table boomed, catching everyone's attention. "So we're gonna work on our leg muscles by running two laps around the gym."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"There were some mixed reactions. Alana was on the em"meh" /emside. She was pretty athletic, if she didn't say so herself. But she wasn't considered a jock, since she wasn't douchey enough./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Someone in the crowd raised their hand. It was Vicky Gocip, no surprise. The girl was emso /emtalkative, she'd even talk to plants strong(A/N: lol what. Okay I'll stop barging into the story jeez)/strong./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Uh, Coach," Vicky said. "Is this gonna be a competition?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach Table scratched his non-existent beard (which Alana knows Coach cries over when he thinks no one is looking). "Hmm... Originally, I wasn't planning on making it one. But thanks for the suggestion." He turned to face the rest. "You hear that, kids? It's gonna be a competition!" This time, everybody, minus the jocks, groaned./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks a bunch, Vicky." Lila McAdams, one of Alana's best friends, muttered. She had dirty blonde hair, shocking blue eyes, and a tan complexion from her summers and winters at California. She was just as athletic as Alana, but she wasn't down for competition./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Kalliope de Meyer, Alana's other best friend, tried for a smile. She had chocolate-brown skin and grey eyes. Her frizzy cinnamon hair had a streak of red (em"that symbolized the blood of her enemies," /emKalliope used to joke). "If only Anna hadn't asked that que—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""WOO-HOO!" A new voice interrupted Kalliope. Alana didn't even have to look to know where it came from./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Josh," Alana gritted her teeth. Of all the jocks, Josh Evansson was the most annoying. He wasn't really buff, but with his dark brown hair, baby blue eyes, and charming charisma, a lot of ladies have fallen head over heels for him./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He smiled mischievously. "What? You scared to get run over by me?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana rolled her eyes. "In your dreams."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Whatever you say, Princess." Josh walked away to join his circle of friends./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emPrincess, /emAlana thought. emYeah right./emOnce upon a time, Alana had an obsession with princessed as a kindergartener. Josh was the first to notice back then and adapted the nickname. Later on in life, after they've moved on from kindergarten, Josh claimed he still called her that because she acted like a princess:em"demanding and irritating."/em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach Table's shrill whistle brought Alana back to the real world. "Okay, we're gonna divide you into groups of six." Coach paced back and forth so much, Alana was starting to get dizzy. "Martin! Kalliope! Vicky! Ruby! Josh! Alana! You're up!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana and Vicky shared a sigh while Lila cheered./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Have fun!" Lila waved, obviously relieved to not be running./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks," Alana and Kalliope said in unison. They walked up to where Coach stood, Alana in between Kalliope and Josh. Josh flashed his trademark annoying smile./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Runners! On your marks, get set, GO!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The six, minus Alana, aforementioned students dashed off as far as their leg muscles could go./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana knew that was a bad idea. They should've started slow so that they wouldn't get tired at the middle of the race. She may have been a gymnast and all, but her dad was a professional runner. Alana pushed the thought of her dad away. She had to get her head in the game./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"As of now, she was way behind the rest. Even more behind than Ruby Clark, the least athletic of the group./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ruby looked back and raised an eyebrow, as if wondering how she had gotten ahead of someone./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana shrugged as if she didn't know why Ruby was ahead./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"After everyone made their first lap, Alana had surpassed Vicky and Ruby, the latter stopping to catch her breath. Alana was already at odds with Kalliope, who looked like she was starting to tire./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Must... Run... Faster..." Kalliope slurred./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""You go, girl!" Alana encouraged. "Also, see you later." She ran ahead of her friend, not needing to run too fast given that Kalliope was already slowing down./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"It was now Alana against Martin and Josh. Two jocks. How great. Surprisingly, she found it easy to beat Martin, considering he had a buff, swimmer's body and strong legs./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""On your left!" Alana called after Martin, passing through his left. This caused Martin to stop and loose precious time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"All who was left was Josh. Alana thought it was a strange coincidence she was going against her least favorite person amongst the group./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So it's me against you now, huh, Princess?" Josh smirked, trying to hide the exhaustion out of his voice. He was obviously tired, but he still managed to run at an incredibly fast pace./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana frowned. "How are you still running? You started off the wrong foot."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh raised his palms in an emI don't know /emgesture. "Guess I got some sort of superhuman powers."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana pointed two fingers at her opened mouth, stuck her tongue out, and made a gagging sound./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She proceeded to focusing on the end of the line. It was only a few meters away. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but she was worried that she might not have a chance against Josh. No. No more negative thinking. She was emso /emgonna win./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana nearly barfed. She was starting to think like Josh, competitiveness and all. That was a bad sign./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"All of a sudden, Josh spoke. "Hey! Your shoelace's untied!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Instinctively, Alana looked down and dropped on her knee. She blinked. Then she realized that her shoes didn't emhave /emshoelaces, but rather straps./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Too late./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"By the time she got up again, Josh was already back at where they started, his fellow jocks surrounding him. They were congratulating him and showering him with compliments./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Close try, Ms. Hudgens." Coach Table told Alana. She almost screamed in anger, but she managed to control herself. She exhaled sharply./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Thanks." She grumbled unhappily./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Coach walked away to praise Josh./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He tricked her. That delusional weasel. Alana was emso /emgonna punch him at his ugly face. She was about to but she stormed off to the girls' locker room instead, getting a glimpse of Josh looking at her./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Once she was all alone inside, she grabbed her water bottle from her locker and chugged it down angrily./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana didn't see why losing the race angered her. Maybe the fact that she lost to Josh was what probably ticked her off. She was about to return her water bottle when.../span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"emstrong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"BOOM!/strong/em/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The sound rang un Alana's ears for about five seconds. Then it occurred to Alana that an explosion just happened. And it sounded scarily close./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She dashed out of the locker room and saw her classmates making a single file toward the emergency exit. She ran up to Lila and Kalliope./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What the heck is going on?" Alana asked frantically./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lila's blue eyes looked bewildered. "Someone must've thrown a flaming bomb or something at the cafeteria."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I know," Kalliope agreed, fidgeting with the strand of her hair with the red streak. "Sounds almost as unbelievable as dragons."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""B-but, why?" Alana asked. "Why would anyone do such a thing?" That's when she made a decision that changed her life./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I'm going in there to check on who dared to invade my school."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Kalliope and Lila looked at their friend like she needed to be sent to the mental hospital./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lila lightly slapped Alana's face./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Ow! What the—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Are you insane?! Lila practically yelled. "Do you have any idea howemflaming /emthe cafeteria is?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana placed a hand on Lila's shoulder, gave her and Kalliope a nod that didn't really state anything, then ran toward the explosion site, the mixed sound of her friends' screams echoing the gym./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"•strong~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•/strong/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana almost smacked her forehead with her hand so hard, she might've knocked herself all the way to Mars./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Was she insane? Probably. Was that gonna stop her from running? Nope./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Once she entered the cafeteria, her vision turned smoky gray. Smoke was everywhere. Fires were dancing across the place. Even the fire alarms sprinkling water couldn't extinguish the flames./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana coughed and fanned the smoke away with her hand. Behind the flames, Alana saw a humanoid figure. But Alana's gut told her something was wrong./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Hey!" Alana shouted as loud as she could. "Who the heck are you?! And what do you want?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The figure froze for a solid second, then slowly started to grow bigger and bigger. Alana then realized he was making his way toward her. Alana mentally screamed./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He finally materialized from the flames, revealing a silver robot who didn't look very much human. He (yes, Alana was able to identify the robot's gender) was about 7 feet tall and had dark gray streaks running across his metallic body,/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Ah, a puny little human." His beady red eyes seemed to stare down Alana's soul. "How surprising. I'm guessing you must be suicidal enough to come here, hm?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tried to control her breathing despite the smoky environment. "Leave." She demanded, making a threatening pose. "Or I'll make you."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Metal Guy laughed. "Try me."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana knew it was a dumb move, but she did a roundhouse kick at his side./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot winced. Surprisingly, his metal felt like skin; mushy and vulnerable./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""W-what?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot probably would've turned red. "My master hasn't upgraded my body, okay?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana smiled wickedly. "Good." She started throwing some punches at his body. Left hook. Right hook. Uppercut. Occasionally, she would throw in some kicks./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot failed in defending himself. Unfortunately, he was better at offending. He kicked both of Alana's sides. Alana crumpled down to the ground./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emUgh/em, Alana thought. emThey make it seem so easy in those action movies./em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Give up, human?" The robot taunted, towering over Alana./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tried to think, but her head was already spinning. She needed to buy time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So," she began, "I never got your name."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The robot paused, as if not expecting this to come at him. "Ultron Jr., child of Ultron, is what the world will know as the most fearful leader."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Oh yeah. Where is he?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. looked highly offended./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"In reality, Alana was terrified of him. He remembered when his father attempted to destroy the world nearly a year ago. She remembered it being in the news every time. The biggest attack happened at Sokovia, far away from New York, but the robot had scared her so badly, she didn't want to get out of her house for a week./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Idiot! I am gonna honor my late father by picking up where he ended." Junior started to pace around with a lot of hand gestures. "I will be better than him because I will learn from his mistakes! I will think of my plan for world domination step by step. Slowly, yet surely. emI /emwill bring peace in our time! emI /emwill—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. came to a stop as he tripped over Alana's leg. Alana got up, smirking at what she had done. "What? You didn't see that coming?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. growled. He tried to get up, but Alana kicked him back down. "Oh no, you don't. You are gonna extinguish this fire or else..." Alana faltered as she saw the expression on his face. She must've pulled a nerve of his./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"He tried to stand up again, but succeeded this time./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana took this as a sign to move backwards./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. walked toward Alana in a pace she didn't like. "How DARE you trip the GREAT Ultron Jr. and make a fool out of him?!" He boomed./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"emUh-oh/em, Alana thought, carefully planning every step she took. emHe spoke in third person. Not a good sign./em/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Do you know who I AM?!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana tripped over a tray and fell on her bottom. Fortunately, she didn't land on the flames. She continued scrambling backwards, still on her bottom./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I will be the one you'll be bowing to soon enough! I will be the one you'll regret messing with most!"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana's back hit the wall. She looked around and saw that she was trapped at a corner. This was her end./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ultron Jr. noticed this and smiled wickedly. "But, then again, you don't have to worry about any of these things at all. I could just, you know, simply ki—"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"em style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"CLANG!/em/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"In a blink of the eye, a flying tray hit his head, causing him to collapse. As Ultron Jr. fell onto his knees, Alana saw who the flying-tray wonder was./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She scowled. "You know I could've taken care of him myself, Josh."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Sure you were, Princess."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana got herself standing on two legs again./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So, uh, what now?" Josh asked./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Get a fire extinguisher, dummy." Alana said./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Josh ears reddened. "Oh yeah. Right."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"But before any of them could move a muscle, a newcomer entered the cafeteria. Alana couldn't see much with all the smoke, but she could make out a beige coat and locks of red hair./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana felt a twang of jealousy. She'd always wanted red hair. Her own ebony hair just seemed so plain./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Anyway, as the figure loomed in closer, Alana recognized who it was./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Black Widow." Josh murmured Alana's thoughts./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The female Avenger looked down at them, as if trying to figure out what decoration they'd like at their funeral./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So you two must be Alana Hudgens and Josh Evansson." She said expressionlessly./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Uh..." The words got stuck in Alana's throat, so she just nodded./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Well, then," Black Widow looked around the area, as if just registering the mess, "come with me. You guys are gonna get some combat training straight from the Avengers."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Okay. I'm in!" Josh said at the drop of a hat. He was about to run to the exit when Alana grabbed his forearm./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Wait," Alana looked at Ms. Widow. "What about the fire?" She gestured her hands around the place./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Already called S.H.I.E.L.D. Damage Control." Black Widow assured./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""And our parents?"/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Black Widow frowned, clearly annoyed. "They think you guys are gonna spend the rest of the day at a privileged math camp."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana thought for a moment. Just as the next person would, Alana would've immediately answered the call. But she wasn't one to break the rules, like skip classes. Then again, the principal might send the students and staff back home after the incident./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Well?" Black Widow urged./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Alana heard sirens beeping from a distance. By this time, Josh had already yanked his hand free from her grip./span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"She took a deep breath. "Okay. Let's go."/span/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"And so, the three of them dashed out of the wreckage without a trace./span/p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"A/N: So what do you think guys? Better than before, or did you like the first one better? Me, I like this one cause idk it has more details./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Lol. I guess that concludes this chapter./strong/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ruby out. PEACE./strong/p