Ulysses Klaude:

The night passed by quickly. Jesse had been allowed to stay overnight because he thought he'd made help Thora cope with her cousin's madness.

"She's mad at me," Thora lamented to her boyfriend. She was staring at the window at the morning sky hanging over New York City.

"She can't be mad at you. She's mad at Stark because he created the program," Jesse pointed out. "And she saw how mad you were at him before,"

"Did you see her face at me yesterday?" Thora turned to him. "It's obvious that she blames me as well because I allowed Stark to use it,"

Jesse sighed turning away from her for a bit. "I'll talk to her," he decided, standing up.

"You won't be able to calm her down," Thora told him.

"Just let me try," Jesse implored.

Begrudgingly Thora allowed Jesse to go to Una's quarters and try and talk with her, thinking she wouldn't listen to her.

Jesse saw that Una's door was open and let himself in, hoping it wouldn't be rude.

He saw that she was looking outside with her arms across at the morning sky, just like her cousin in the other room.

"Lovely morning isn't it," Una's blunt voice addressed to him. She didn't move from her position but didn't her face either. She didn't tell Jesse if he was being rude coming inside her new quarters but didn't say anything.

"You can't keep making a huffy fit at your cousin just because she disagreed with you. It's not like she wanted Stark to keep it. She promised you that the sceptre would be taken back to Asgard, after the party," Jesse tried to make her see reason.

"But now it's in the hands of a crazy robot that Stark created that won't stop until it destroys us all,"

"Don't blame Thora for Stark's actions," Jesse advised. "Don't ignore her for too long or you'll regret it,"

Una still didn't say anything. Jesse decided to leave, disappointed in himself for failing to make her see reason.

"You tried at least," Thora told him as he came donw the corridor. "Thank you,"

"Just give her another chance to cool down," Jesse told her. "Hopefully I might have calmed her down a bit,"

"Thank you. You always know how to make someone feel better," Thora smiled at him with devoting love

"Thora…" Steve's voice came forward. "I might have something," he said. "Sorry to interrupt your moment together, but we need to try and find Ultron,"

"I understand Cap. And I have something to take care of as well," Jesse swung up a case over his shoulder. "I'll see you as soon as I can," Jesse promised. He kissed Thora goodbye and descended down the stairs and down the tower and out into the city.

Steve handed Thora the tablet as they walked into the room together. They saw the other team members standing there. On it she saw a picture of a dead Strucker, his blood spelling out 'peace' on the walls.

"What's this?" Stark asked.

"A message. Ultron killed Strucker,"

Thora handed the tablet for Una to look at. Instead of looking at it, Una just slapped it into Tony's hands, and he looked at it.

In less than a second, Steve had an answer. "Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss,"

"Yeah, I bet he…Yeah," Natasha looked at her computer and saw nothing in their files on Strucker. "Everything we had on Strucker's been erased,"

"Not everything," Steve said.

The Avengers fished out boxes of papers from the basement, searching carefully through their last resources of HYDRA agents for anything on Strickler.

"Known associates," Clint told everyone as they found so many files on associates, they had either heard of or had seen with Strucker.

"Baron Strucker had a lot of friends," Steve said.

"Well these people are all horrible," Bruce pointed out.

Una noticed that Stark was staring in one direction at some papers Bruce was flicking through.

"Wait," he stopped Bruce. "I know that guy,"

He pointed to the paper that held the picture of the guy he recognised, and Bruce handed it to him to take a look.

"From back in the day. He operates off the African coast. Black market deals,"

Everyone looked to him with questions.

"There are conventions. All right? You meet people. I didn't sell him anything," Stark stated truthfully after he handed Thora the picture.

"He was talking about finding something new, a game-changer. It was all very Ahab,"

Thora held up the picture file for Steve and Una to take a look at. It read Ulysses Klaude at the top and there were a number of large-sized pictures printed near the data.

Thora looked for a clue in the bootlegger's fiction until something caught her eye. "This?"

"Ah, it's a tattoo, I don't think he had it," Tony answered, shaking his head.

No those are tattoos," Thora pointed at Ulysses blue tattoos on the top picture. "This is a brand," she pointed to a large square like tattoo on the side of the black-arms dealer's neck. It was red and it was clearly displayed on his skin. "What does it mean?"

Banner scanned the picture and the computer scanned the tattoo, looking for numerous meanings. In less than a minute it found a match and a transcription for what it meant. Bruce read it out loud from the screen. "It's a word in an African dialect meaning 'thief'. In a much less friendly way," he twisted his head to his team.

"What dialect?" Steve questioned, needing more info on the dialect's origin.

"Wakanada?" Bruce tried to pronounce it, but he stammered a little bit.

"You mean Wakanda," Thora helped correct his pronunciation. "Small nation in Africa," During her stays on Earth with her boyfriend, Jesse had taught her about the world including its continents and its countries.

Bruce took another look at the screen and boxes of information appeared on the screen. He read it carefully. "Klaude received this tattoo for stealing tons of this nation's resources. And…" he drifted off a little.

"And what?" Natasha asked.

"The king wanted him to have it as burden of how he shot his daughter,"

Una's face was filled with shock. "Did this Wakandan princess survive?" she questioned.

"She did," Bruce answered. "No one knows how though. Wakanda is not rich in medics, so there's no seeing how it was possible,"

"No time to reflect on shot princesses now," Tony interjected. "Should be focusing on Klaude right now,"

Una frowned at him again, had he no concern for victims of conflict?

Tony looked at Steve again. "If this guy got out of Wakanda with some trade goods…"

"I thought your father said he got the last of it," Steve interjected.

"I don't follow it," a confused Bruce informed. "What comes out of Wakanda?"

The team looked at Steve's shiny shield.

Tony knew the answer. "The strongest metal on Earth,"

"What's it called?" Una asked.

"Vibranium," Steve told her. "Howard Stark used vibranium from this African nation to make my shield during World War 2,"

"Vibranium is not like any other metal I've ever heard of," Thora alleged. "Jesse and his father are scientists aside from astronomers and they don't know any metal like that,"

"Vibranium must be a metal from outer space," Una estimated. "Probably fell to Earth from space millions of years ago and landed in that African nation,"

"Where is this guy now Tony?" Steve questioned Stark. "If I'm not mistaken, that'll be where Ultron is heading. We have to attack him there whilst we have the chance,"

Tony flinched for a minute. Then he answered out: "The savage scrap yard on the west side of African,"

"Then that's our next stop," Steve decided.

The team immediately grabbed their gear and Thora and Una dressed up in their armour.

They walked down to the Quinjet hanger, carrying their weapons. The sight of Stark coming along made Una all the more bitter.

"Captain! I am seriously telling you that Stark is not suitable for this mission," she hissed to him.

"And why not?" Stark questioned, feigning offence. "Why should I not come along on this mission?"

"You started this conflict. You'll just make it even worse," Una cynically accused.

"Una…" Thora tried to calm her down. "This is not the time,"

"Stay out of this Thora!" Una ranted at her.

Everybody tensed. Things were not quite looking so good between the cousins, who were usually inseparably close.

"Una. Could you just…" Bruce sounded scared, afraid that she was goanna burst out. "Could you just calm down please?"

"Calm down? How can I calm down when he's coming along?!" Una pointed an accusing finger at Iron Man. "I will not calm down!"

"Una! Please!" Thora implored. "Can we just focus on finding Ultron? This isn't the time for cynical issues right now!"

"I would listen to her if I were you," Tony smugly warned at Una, pointing a finger at her.

"You know what Stark! I've had about enough of your…" Una started to say.

"Enough of my what? My suits? My ideas? My weapons? Which are so much better thans yours?"

Una exploded. "That's it!" she raised up her sword and tried to slash at Stark whilst he still had his face unmasked but the Captain stopped her.

"Enough you two!" he berated both teammates.

"She started it!" Tony tried to have the last word.

"You just made things worse by acting so smug to her,"

"You Cap? He's just goanna make this mission worse," Una refereed back to her point.

"Una, he's coming with us. End of discussion,"

"Why don't we leave her here?" Tony suggested. "Might save us a bit of trouble,"

"Stark…" Thora tried to speak against it but was interrupted by the grandiose inventor.

"You're taking her side?" Tony feigned offence again.

"Captain…" Una tried to speak again.

"That's enough!" Steve silenced everyone. "We're all on the same team! We work together! And we die together!"

Una took one last cold stare at Stark. After She stalked up the stairs in huffy manner into the jet, slapped her but on the seat and fastened her belt, not taking another glance at anyone outside. Nobody including her cousin spoke a word to her. She would lash out at them; they could not anymore conflict where there was much more dangerous one that needed to be neutralised.