Yes you're allowed to hate me. I have plenty of excuses to offer, but you don't want those, you want the chapter. Also, I started this days ago, but it's really long so yeah.. enjoy

Age of Ultron

Skye heard Tony's voice loud and clear over the coms, "Shit." She was feeling much the same way. Hydra knew they were here, and everything was about to get much more interesting.

And funnier apparently, "Language," Steve replied causing Skye to burst out laughing.

Everyone else continued babbling about the mission, but as Skye blasted a dozen Hydra agents, she heard Tony asking if everyone else was going to ignore Steve's remark. "I heard it loud and clear, but how about we blow up Hydra and then Steve and I will wash out your mouth with a bar of soap."

She heard Tony laughing, and Steve grumbling about stupid kids. Refocusing on the people trying to kill her, Skye made her way towards the base of the Hydra base. "I can level it if we want."

"Don't," Thor cried. "Loki's scepter and your obelisk are both inside. If you destroy the building, who knows what kind of damage they would cause to the city."

Skye looked around the city. She'd never heard of Sokovia before their mission debrief, but it was a beautiful place. A sad place certainly, it looked war beaten, but still beautiful. "Alright then. Stark, how's it going with that force field?"

Before Tony could answer, Skye heard Clint announcing the presence of another enhanced. Just as he did, Skye saw a blast of light from Tony's suit, and knew the shield was down. Trying to block out Natasha's report on Clint's condition, Skye marched into the facility to find the Obelisk. She hadn't protected it last time, and she'd be damned to lose it again.

I should say that aloud, Skye chuckled. Maybe Steve will be offended.

"We have a second enhanced," Skye realized feeling the energy in the room. "Female, she…" Skye broke off with a scream as she felt tendrils of energy burst out towards her. Without thinking, she blasted the attacker back, and found herself facing a very confused girl.

"Dat is not possible," she whispered looking at Skye. "No one can resist me but…"

"But the other one?" Skye finished for her thinking of the enhanced who'd attacked Clint and getting angry. When the girl nodded, though, Skye softened. "They're inhumans," she spoke over the coms. "I repeat, the enhanced are inhumans."

The girl didn't seem to like that term, and tried attacking Skye again, but the scarlet tendrils did nothing to hurt her. "I think your powers may be limited, you can't hurt me because I'm like you."

"You are nothing like me," she hissed looking at the "A" on Skye's uniform. "You are like Stark."

Skye laughed at that. She was quite a bit like Tony, hence why they seldom got along. "You and the other one, you got your powers after being exposed to a mist of sorts, right? You were encased in rock and came out different?" Wanda was so shocked that this stranger knew, she finally stopped attacking. "It's called terrigenesis," Skye explained. "I went through it as well. We're the same species, you, me, and that guy out there-we're all inhumans." The only Inhumans Skye knew. "You're one of my own, so let me help you. Hydra, is evil, you don't need to help them."

The girl looked up and slid back into the shadows, her voice soft as she went, "I'm not."

Skye let out a burst of energy in frustration, and accidentally knocked down a wall. On the other side, she found a room covered in stone, stone bodies. In the center of the room sat the obelisk, and Skye felt sick. It hadn't just been the boy and girl in the experiment, there were plenty of others, but they were like Trip, not Skye, and they were gone.

"I have the obelisk," Skye told the others grabbing it and heading back to the quinjet. Stark, you good with the scepter?"

She heard nothing but static on the other end, and began to panic. "Stark, you there?"

"Don't freak kid," Tony chuckled sounding pained. "I've got the scepter and am on my way back to the quinjet."

Skye rolled her eyes at the nickname; she wasn't a kid anymore. No, she was an adult, and, more importantly, and Avenger.

Once everyone loaded back on the quinjet, it hit Skye just how hurt Clint was. He was passed out in the back, having been stabilized by Bruce, but if he didn't get real treatment soon he'd die. Skye wasn't sure what she'd do then. Clint was the only member of the team she had any real connection with. Sure, Steve was nice and all, and Natasha and her relationship had improved, but Clint was the only one who wanted her there. The others still saw her as too young, too out of control. It didn't matter that she'd saved thousands of lives over the past three years; she would always just be 'the kid'.

"Skye can't come to the revels," Tony pointed out drawing the girl from her thoughts. "She's too young."

Point-case.

"It's more than just Clint bothering you, isn't it?" Nat had made her way over from where she and Bruce were ogling each other, and sat besides Skye. "Did something happen in there you didn't tell us about?"

No, and yes. She'd reported everything that physically happened, but she hadn't been able to explain the look in the girl's eyes. She reminded Skye so much of herself right when she changed. She was so sad and alone. She'd responded poorly to the word inhuman because that was how she felt, inhuman, abnormal…Skye knew what that felt like. "It's nothing. I'm just worried about the old man, that's all."

Nat knew Skye well enough to know it was a lie, but she didn't press. As little as the Black Widow liked having the girl involved in this life, she accepted that Skye was exactly the kind of person they needed. Skye wasn't going to go dark side on them. If she was hiding something, it had to be for a good reason.

"What do we know about the enhanced?" Steve asked Maria as soon as they got back to the tower. "Besides that they're inhumans?"

Maria explained their history, and Skye understood the look in Wanda's eyes. They truly were the same. "They're my responsibility, got that? Thor got Loki and the Tesseract, I get the twins and the Obelisk," Skye told the others with a firm look. "I was getting through to Wanda. I think I can probably help her."

"They volunteered for Strucker's experiments," Maria warned. "That's nuts, Skye, I don't think they can be reasoned with."

"They're still my responsibility," Skye barked. "Until you know what it feels like to turn to stone. Until you know what it feels like to come out anew and discover everyone around you isn't coming back at all, it's my responsibility, understood?"

No one had ever heard Skye talk about her transformation, and now that she was they sure as well weren't going to fight them. "Okay," Thor told her with a nod. "But know Loki was my responsibility, so the blood he's spilt is on my hands."

Skye understood that perfectly well thank-you-very-much, so she just nodded to prove her resolve.

Natasha cheered the girl up a bit by leading her to where Clint was pissing and moaning about his current situation. "If we get him too close to a fire will he melt?" Skye chuckled and received an annoyed look from Clint.

"He'll be made of himself," Dr. Cho confirmed. "His own girlfriend won't be able to tell the difference."

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Skye was about to make a comment about how Laura would surely know, when Nat gave her a hard look. It was weird remembering that the other Avengers didn't know about the Barton family, but they didn't. So Skye would keep her mouth shut.

Once Clint was up and about, Skye felt much better. Her mood was almost perfect by the time the party started, because everyone was making an utter fool of themselves.

"Want a drink?" Nat offered her, coming to sit by and watch the hilarious interactions around them.

"I don't drink," Skye admitted. "It doesn't interact well with my powers." Last time she'd gotten a buzz Clint had to tranquilize her before she accidentally knocked down the city.

"More for me then," Natasha chuckled downing the shot. "So, I hope you don't mind, but after your little outburst earlier I did a bit of digging. I thought you said your SO was a traitor, but your file said it was Agent May."

"May was my second SO," Skye admitted recognizing the kindness in Natasha's voice. "You know her?"

Natasha laughed at that. "I've known her since I joined SHIELD. Whenever Fury needed an effective team of four he'd match Clint and me up with May and Coulson…" Her voice trailed off, and Skye wished she could reveal that the man was still alive. He'd kill her for doing so though. "May and I had some good times."

"She's a good person," Skye smiled sadly realizing she hadn't seen the woman in three years. "I would certainly have gotten myself killed if it wasn't for her."

"I know what you mean," Natasha admitted making Skye wonder about all the missions the assassin had been on. She'd heard some stories, but most of it was classified for the need of sanity more than the protection of intel.

"But it's a trick!"

Skye and Natasha turned to where Clint was angrily protesting the rules regarding the hammer. "Oh this should be great," Nat muttered as the two girls wandered over to where Clint was attempting to lift the hammer. Skye wondered for a minute if he actually could, but wasn't surprised when it remained firmly in place.

"In his defense," Skye noted with a chuckle. "You couldn't lift it either when he first met you."

Thor let out a booming laugh as Stark went over to try and lift it. Skye knew this was going to end terribly, and found herself crying she was laughing so hard. Tony really thought the added help of his suit would make him worthy to rule Asgard?

Steve tried next, and Skye sat on the edge of her seat. It moved an inch, and Thor looked ready to blow a gasket, but not even the noble hero could get it up.

None to Skye's surprise, Nat refused to try. She probably just didn't want everyone to know she could do it, because Skye was firmly confident she could. "I bet Maria, Nat and I can all lift it," Skye challenged. The boys seemed horrified at the thought, but Skye shrugged. "Look at the number of guys here verses the girls. We have to be twice as awesome."

"Well then," Clint challenged his partner. "Go for it."

Skye was beginning to regret her words as she looked at the immovable hammer, but she took her chance. Worst case scenario she couldn't lift it and they laughed, what did she care?

"Oh my God," Clint spit his drink everywhere as Skye easily lifted the hammer and waved it around. "You're kidding me."

"Do I get to rule Asgard now?"

"How come she is worthy and I'm not!" Tony grumbled, trying again at the hammer. As he did, they all heard a strange voice behind them. "How could you be worthy, with everything you've done."

Skye turned to see an iron legion suit torn to shreds but still walking. Tony tried to recall it, but nothing happened. Suddenly, Bruce realized who it was "Ultron."

Skye didn't know who that was, but Tony seemed to. She didn't really have the time to ask either because suddenly it was attacking them. Without thinking Skye sent a blast of energy at it, quaking the metal so much it fell to pieces.

"Is it… dead?" Skye asked walking over to the dissembled robot. "Why do I feel like it's not dead?"

Tony went over to a computer and began running programs before answering, "Because he isn't. He fled into the internet, but at least he's gone from now without too much of a fight. Nice work Quake."

They so rarely called her by that name. Skye almost felt like Tony was mad at her, for saving his life of all things. "What the Hell did you do Stark?"

"Hey," Tony protested deflecting as always. "Cap doesn't like that kind of language."

Steve glared at the man, "What I don't like are robots trying to kill us. So I'll repeat Skye's question-what the Hell did you do?"

"Tony and I were working on using Loki's scepter to create a true AI," Bruce. "But Ultron was designed to protect humanity from alien invasions, what's it doing now?"

"Perhaps it's trying to stop an alien invasion," Skye glared her voice thick with spite. "You know, considering it attacked us, and there are two aliens in the room right now. Did you really think you could create world peace or something by designing a robot to kill aliens? Aliens aren't the problem. We were winning against the Chitauri and Loki in New York, but the real threat was the nuke people sent. Your reactions to aliens is what messes everything up! As we can see with the homicidal robot running about the internet!"

"We have another problem," Thor announced running into the room. "The scepter is gone as well."

"I can work on tracking Ultron. If we find where he is then we'll find the scepter. And then Thor will take it far away from people like you Stark," Skye hissed going towards a computer and running every program she knew to track Ultron.

He wasn't hard to find. The problem wasn't that he was nowhere to be found, but everywhere. Skye knew who he was with though from the reports of invisibly fast men and people hallucinating. Stupid. She should have tried to get Wanda and Pietro to go with her the first time. Now they were with Ultron, which would only end poorly.

Skye was so busy furiously trying to track the twins that she didn't even hear them talking until Natasha was behind her saying they were loading up the Quinjet, and heading to Africa.

"You know, Skye, if these Maximoffs are working for Ultron we're going to have to stop them to go through him," Steve told her as they sped over the Atlantic. "We agreed that you got to decide what we did with them, but we might not have any choice but to act."

Skye looked at the noble hero. Of all the Avengers, she would have expected him, not her, to be able to lift the hammer. Perhaps it was questions like these that gave insight as to why he couldn't. "There's always another choice Cap. There is always another choice."

Skye wasn't going to give the order that they could take them out if necessary. She would not make that call. Most likely everyone on the team would go against her authority and take them out if they had to, but Skye wasn't going to approve at that choice. She certainly wasn't going to kill them if it came up. They just needed to see that there was another choice, a better choice. Skye hated SHIELD once too, but then she learned what they really were and loved it. Wanda and Pietro deserved that chance.

"Skye," Steve was giving out orders and the girl wasn't even listening. "You want to be on Maximoff duty? If she really can't get into your head the way she can the rest of us then perhaps you can stop them."

Skye nodded, glad that he was giving her the chance. Perhaps Steve took her words to heart and remembered that he was once a kid who needed a break as well.

It wasn't hard for Skye to get the Maximoff twins together and away from the others. Over the past three years she'd gotten very good at recognizing the feeling of energy, and Wanda emitted more energy than anyone else. All Skye had to do was make Wanda feel trapped and she called out to Pietro.

The boy tried pulling Skye away from his sister, but the Avenger had already let go of her arms. "I don't want to fight you. I just want to talk. Ultron is trying to destroy the world. Surely you can see how that is not a good thing."

"Your Stark created him," Pietro reminded her. "Anything it's doing it's because of him."

Skye knew that, and she was going to make Tony pay for it as soon as the chance arose. "I know, but… I told Wanda we were the same, and I didn't even know how true that is. I am an orphan too, and I didn't even get a twin. I know how hard this is for you, but let me help you. I ca…"

She was cut off as the air darted from her lungs. Within the blink of an eye Pietro had picked her up, and carried her to the edge of the city-just like that. "I do not want to hurt you either, but we do not need your help."

"I'm out," Skye called over the coms as Pietro disappeared. "I'm on the wrong side of the city…that kid is real fast. They're coming your way…try not to hurt them."

It wasn't an order though, and that hurt Skye. She'd been so sure they just needed a chance, but they had been given one. Perhaps they were just truly bad.

Yet Pietro had carried her away from the fighting instead of hurting her. He even said that he didn't want to hurt her. How could he possibly be fully bad?

Evil or not, it didn't take Skye long to realize he'd that they'd made a mess. Even from the distance Skye could make out the sight of the Hulk tearing apart the city. Cursing everything, she took off running towards the destruction.

By the time Skye got there, the fight was over. She cursed herself for not being a fight, but Clint pointed out that she probably would have made it worse. "The last thing this city needs at the moment is an earthquake."

Still, Skye felt horribly useless. She'd failed at her task of keeping the Maximoffs occupied, and everyone had paid for it. She had one job, and she failed. It was no wonder she felt so miserable as the quinjet landed on the Barton Farm.

Everyone, Nat excluded, seemed confused as they walked into the farmhouse, and Skye wasn't surprised. She remembered the first time Clint had taken her here. They'd been working undercover in Austria, but their intel was bad and they'd been discovered. The two barely made it out with their lives, and only did because Skye took the bullet for Clint. It was then that Clint had decided he trusted her enough to reveal his family. Skye suspected Nat had been involved in a similar way, so it was odd to think that after today's failure Clint had decided to show the other Avengers his secret.

But he had, and Skye was grateful for it. She had her apartment by the Parthenon, it's true, but the Barton farm was the closest thing she had to a home. That was one thing her and Natasha had bonded over.

"Aunty Skye!" Lila squealed running up to the youngest Avenger and hugging her legs tight. "I'll go get the glasses and we can play."

Most of the time Skye enjoyed using her powers to make music on wine glasses, but the sheer thought made her feel sick. "Some other time Lila. You and Cooper should run off and play, I'll come see you later." Lila nodded, gave Nat a hug, and ran off with her brother in tow. Skye was almost smiling as they went.

No one else was smiling. Actually, Thor and Steve had gone outside. Sighing, Skye went to find the change of clothes she left here for instances like this. Maybe once she looked like a competent human being she could be one again.

Everyone scattered, and Skye found herself curled up on the couch as Laura brought over some hot chocolate. "Clint sad that the Maximoff girl couldn't get in your head… something tells me that's not exactly true, is it?"

No, unfortunately it was not. "They're my people, my responsibility, and I can't even control them."

"Sounds to me like you see them as your kids," Laura chuckled, but it was a shockingly accurate assessment. A parent attempts to guide their kid towards the good path, and Skye was trying to do that with Wanda and Pietro. "So take this from a mom-stop trying to control them. If they really are good people sooner or later they will realize that what Ultron is doing is wrong and fight him."

"And what do I do until then?"

Laura smiled sadly, pulling the blanket over her third child. "Well, if there is one thing I know about children is that the only way to get through it all is to never let go of them, no matter what happens."

Nick Fury showed up of course. From what Skye had heard Coulson was the Director of SHIELD, or what was left of it, but that didn't mean Fury could just let go. No, he had to come and give the Avengers a pep-talk/ reprimand. Still, it worked, and the team set apart in two directions-Oslo, and Seoul.

"Skye you should come with me to Oslo, I could use another pair of hands that know their way around a computer."

Tony gave her a perfect excuse not to go and fight the Maximoffs again, but looking at Laura Skye knew it was one she couldn't take. "If Ultron is in Seoul so are Wanda and Pietro. Where they are I am."

Skye of course didn't know this, but there was a new light in her eyes no one, not even Clint, had seen before. She really wasn't the child they met a few years before-she was a hero. It was no wonder she could life Thor's hammer, anyone would have trusted a kingdom to her in that moment.

Skye took to the ground as soon as they got to Seoul, her powers dangerous in the air. "Can I just knock the whole truck off the ramp?" Skye suggested to Steve looking down at where Ultron was escaping. "It would be a lot easier."

"And you could crush anyone below," Steve reminded her. "No, we just have to work on stopping the truck."

Skye would have rather her plan, but there was nothing she could do. She sent a blast of energy towards the truck, blasting open the back of it. "Your turn Cap," she announced scrambling down the interstate. "Damn, I wish I could run like Pietro right now."

"Let me help you with that," a soft Sokovian voice whispered in here ear. Before Skye could even register he presence, Pietro was fireman lifting her again, and dashing towards where Ultron was raging. "You were right, Ultron is mad." Amid all the carnage, Skye was smiling. They'd finally accepted the truth, and come looking for her. It was an encouraging thought.

"Skye, you stay with them and stop this train. I'm going after Ultron," Steve ordered before jumping off the speeding thing like it was a perfectly normal thing to do.

The three inhumans looked at the danger ahead of them, and acted as a single entity without anyone uttering a single command. Pietro worked to move everyone out of their way while Skye and Wanda used their powers to pull to train to a grinding halt.

With the fighting over and everyone safe, Wanda's mind traveled to the true danger she'd seen in Ultron's head. "Do you have the cradle?"

"Tony will take care of it," Skye promised knowing that it wouldn't be much of a relief. Stark was responsible for their parent's deaths, however accidentally. They had plenty of reason to distrust him.

But few to be so terrified of him. "You don't understand. Stark created Ultron and…"

"And the code only does what the coder taught it," Skye realized in horror. Tony didn't even realize it, but all of Ultron's bad qualities were his. Perhaps their means were different, but their end goal was the same, and that could not end well.

"Shut it down," Skye ordered bursting into the tower, Wanda and Pietro behind her. "I don't know what you're doing Tony, but you need to stop before you get more people killed."

"I don't care what your kids are telling you, stay out of this Skye," Bruce warned, and Skye realized how bad this was if he was on board too. Steve and Clint seemed unconvinced however, which would work.

Skye moved towards the computer, but they kept her far out of range of the 'off' button. "Wanda can't get into my mind Tony, but she got into yours. So if anyone is being influenced here it's not me."

Tony's eyes wavered, but that wasn't enough for Pietro. The inhuman darted around the room destroying everything in a desperate attempt to stop Ultron's vision from coming to pass.

"Oh I'm going to…" Bruce growled and moved towards Pietro. Without even thinking, Skye sent a blast of energy at him to protect the inhuman.

It was a complete disaster. As soon as Skye made the first move, every Avenger turned on the other and raged. They were about to tear each other apart when Thor burst in lightening sparking the cradle into overdrive and finishing the process.

The body burst from its container, and instantly attacked Thor. Everyone else, despite having fought only seconds before, moved in the Asgardian's defense. If Thor hadn't called out a booming "wait" they probably would have destroyed the body then in there.

But they didn't, and when it turned around again it looked…civil. Certainly it was not human in any shape or form, but it also didn't look like the crazed monster it had been only moments before.

"Your mind has changed," Wanda whispered looking at the being with inexplicable trust. "You are not what Stark intended, but you are also not what Ultron designed you to be…"

"I am new," the man confirmed. "I am your Vision."

"Nat is in Sokovia," Clint announced looking towards the message he'd been sent. "And I bet Ultron is there."

"He cares nothing for life, if you are fighting his destruction, I will fight with you."

Steve was the team leader, and he didn't seem to like the idea of Vision coming very much. Still, he didn't have much choice in the matter. "Fine, you have three minutes-everyone suit up."

Everyone was silent on the ride to Sokovia, everyone besides the three inhumans that was. Skye explained to them the bit she understood about their race, mostly just stories Thor had told her. In exchange, Wanda and Pietro opened up about their lives in Sokovia. Skye's life in the foster system had been miserable and lonely, but at least she had a roof over her head. Wanda and Pietro never had that, but they had each other. No one could decide who had it worse, and they didn't need to. All that mattered was that none of them were alone now, and they would all have a home-so long as Ultron didn't end the world today.

"Skye, you and the Maximoffs work on evacuation. Everyone else work on stopping Ultron," Steve ordered before going into a long winded speech about honor and duty. (Or that was all Skye got out of it before they touched down and began their mission.)

Wanda and Pietro were far more effective at evacuation than Skye, but she still did her best. Almost half the city was evacuated when Skye felt the onset of tremors. Clint, who was standing nearby, looked at her horrified. "Skye, what are you doing?"

"This isn't me!" she called realizing what was happening. "There's some sort of engine forcing the city up. Get everyone off the fault lines!"

Skye became a hundred times more useful after that. Her ability to force people off the lifting city with a brush of her hands helped stragglers, and she knew a thing or two about earthquakes.

"That building is about to collapse," Skye called to Pietro feeling the vibrations. "I can hold it together long enough for you to get everyone out, go."

He was gone before she could even begin speaking, and so was the building. Skye felt sticky blood dripping from her nose, but held on forcing the building to retain its shape. Just when she began to lose it, Pietro appeared besides her and nodded.

Clint turned around just in time to see his partner collapse from exhaustion.

When Skye woke up again, she stepped into the bright sunlight to discover two things. For one, they'd gotten sufficiently higher up-no one could just jump off now. Secondly, Skye noticed Wanda fighting with a new ferocity, no, a new determination. When Skye saw the grin on Clint's face, she knew who was responsible.

"What did you say to her?" she asked knocking an Ultron bot into a building.

"I told her she could be an avenger, and she is."

Yes, they all were.

Nick Fury turned up again, and this time Skye was far happier to see him. It had been years since she last saw the helicarrier, but it filled her with the same joyous apprehension it had before. They could get everyone off.

Evacuations were slow, but the three inhumans, as well as the rest of the Shield team, managed it.

"Avengers, time to work for a living," Stark called, and without thinking Wanda and Pietro followed Skye to the city center where the core sat. Side by side they fought back the legion of Ultrons, taking down two or even three at a time. Looking at them in that moment and you could understand why they were called inhumans-their power was extreme.

Skye wasn't having a hard time breathing even when Steve said the air was thinning out, so she wasn't surprised when Wanda volunteered to stay. Their mutation seemed to give them an edge in harsh environments-if anyone could survive protecting the core alone, it was Wanda.

The last boats were loaded, and Pietro came over to Skye. "I am going to go and find Wanda. Get yourself on a life boat and we'll be back in a second."

Skye nodded, and he went to leave, until he noticed the horror scene before them.

Clint had run off the life boat to grab a kid, and Ultron had a plane above him. Before Skye could even blink, he fired, and the inhumans reacted. Pietro ran to knock the kid and Clint out of the way, while Skye used her powers to turn the bullets towards Ultron. The ship came crashing down with a horrifying boom, Ultron still locked inside.

"Go get Wanda," Skye told Pietro not wanting to think about how close he and Clint both had been to dying. "I've got this one."

Ultron was stuck in the plane, his vibranium legs stuck inside the collapsed metal. Skye stepped carefully into the cockpit, smiling at the robot's form. "You almost just killed a friend of mine," she told him with a smile. "That wasn't very nice."

"You don't know what death is like," he hissed back. Skye knew he had consciousness in plenty of other bodies, but she couldn't resist. Vibranium was the toughest metal on earth, but it was no match to something not of this earth, no match to Skye. She didn't care that blood trickled down her face again; she tore open the robot and pulled out his steel 'heart'.

"No, but now you do."

Bruce took off as soon as they made contact with land, but Skye wasn't worried. They'd see him again, when the time was right, that was for sure. For now, the Avengers weren't needed, and they could all relax and go on with their life.

"You know Nathaniel Ociel Barton is kind of an odd name," Skye told her partner over Facetime as she looked at the little baby. "But he's very cute."

Clint looked cute too as he smiled, "Well I wanted to name him after my best girls, but I couldn't exactly call a boy Skye." (She looked up Ociel's meaning later, and smiled. Laura put up with so much.)

"Skye, you ready to beat these kids into shape?" Nat called and Skye shut down the chat and ran after him. Smiling she followed him into the room where she saw Pietro, Wanda, Vision, Sam, and Rhodey lining up.

"Avengers," Steve called, but before he could finish it, Skye jumped in.

"Assemble."