The first thing Al noticed about their new surroundings was the heavy scent of metal and oil. The second thing was the foreign language that he heard ringing throughout the building. He had only been exposed to a few languages, the African one not being one of them. He liked the way it sounded, fast paced and with a steady rhythm. The final item on his list was the way Wanda kept her hand on his shoulder, as if she was scared, and how Pietro stood in front of their group protectively.
"Want a candy?" The offer brought Al back to reality. "No thank you" he declined quickly and Wanda tightened her grip on his hand. "Oh, sorry to hear about Strucker." The man continued, but before he could speak again, Pietro ran to his desk and returned to his spot. He handed Al two pieces of candy, and ate one himself. The man looked confused, but continued anyways. "But then, he knew what kind of world he was going to create."
"Human life. Not a growth market."
"You... you don't know?" Wanda asked, genuinely confused. Her grip loosened on Al's hand, but she was clearly taken aback. "Is this your first time intimidating someone?" whistled the man, and chuckled to himself. "I'm afraid that I'm not afraid" Al was bewildered. What exactly were his siblings doing?
"Everyone's afraid of something" Wanda retaliated, and visibly tensed. "Cuttlefish." Al had to stifle a laugh. "Deep sea fish. They make lights. Disco lights, "whoom! whoom! whoom!"" The man sent a smirk over at Al's direction. Al had to cover his mouth from his laughter. "to hypnotize their prey, then they "whoom!""
"I saw a documentary, it was terrifying." The laughter died out and was replaced by small snickers and a small smile from Pietro. The man returned to his rough demeanor. "So if you're going to fiddle with my brain, and make me see a giant cuttlefish, then I know you don't do business, and I know you're not in charge, and I only deal..." Ultron made his presence known by practically blasting the office. "...with the man in charge." The man finished, nervous. "There is no "man" in charge. Let's talk business." Wanda sent her twin a look.
"Take Al." Was all she said before Al was lifted and in a flash was gone. He felt dizzy as the scenery changed before his eyes in the speed of light. When he was put down again, he needed to hold onto the nearest object to steady himself, which happened to be a crate labelled with words Al didn't understand. "Just- stay here, and don't move" Pietro commanded and took off to return to his position next to Wanda. Once Al's balance returned to him, he had a better chance of observing his surroundings. He was shrouded in shadows, hidden from any threats. There were some crates randomly placed around the area, hiding the young child even more so.
"Well I always say, "keep your friends rich and your enemies rich and wait to find out which is which."" Al heard Ultron's voice. "Stark." Aleksandr's blood ran cold. That name alone was able to paralyze him with fear. "Tony Stark used to say that. To me." Al's hands were shaking, once he heard the man speak once more. "You're one of his?" He was unable to control his uneven breathing. "Don't compare me to Stark!" The echo of the angry voice of Ultron made his ears ring. "Oh, junior, you're going to break your own man's heart." The sound of Tony Stark's voice made Al's blood run cold. He wished he could have jumped up and pushed his siblings away from the man in the red and yellow suit of armor- but Pietro had said to stay here.
It seemed within a matter of seconds, all hell had broken loose. Ultron and Iron man were both at each other, and soon the rest of the Avengers were also involved in the fight. From a short distance away, Al could see his sister. "WANDA!" He couldn't help but scream out as Hawkeye aimed an arrow at her. A man with an extreme muscular appearance was now looking at Al with narrowed eyebrows. "Yeah, there's a kid over here. ." Al heard Steve say into his microphone to the rest of the team. "Alright, got it." Said Steve, before throwing his shield at an upcoming flash of blue. Al attempted to run after his brother, but stumbled upon hearing loud footsteps. "You from here?"
Al looked up at the face of Iron Man, unable to believe he was standing in front of the man who killed his parents. Unable to speak, Al shook his head quickly. What if Stark killed his brother or sister next?
"Well, listen here, we're gonna go take you to that big flying thing over there." Al looked at the helicarrier, while also glancing around for his siblings. Ten minutes later- Aleksandr found himself inside the Avengers' aircraft. He wasn't sure how it happened- they just didn't seem to take his 'no' as an answer. He was on the same aircraft as Stark. He was afraid. "What's your name?" Natasha had crouched down at be at eye level with him. Al simply stared at the red-headed woman, unsure if he should trust her. "Aleksandr." He replied, the woman's smile a bit comforting. "Where are you from?"
"Sovokia." Was Al's quiet reply. Al wasn't sure why- but his reply made all the Avengers exchange a glance. "So, what were you doing over here?" Questioned Tony. Al still wasn't able to talk to Stark, so he simply remained silent. Al wasn't sure he wanted to answer that question to anybody. Wanda and Pietro wouldn't be happy if he revealed any information to the Avengers. While he was a bit confused on the entire situation, he remembered what Ultron had said about the Avengers. Al took a step back, now wishing he made a stronger attempt to not have been brought upon the helicarrier. The Avengers were bad people. Everyone was still looking at him awaiting an answer.
Tony had brought his mask up, and Al could now see the face of the man who killed his parents. He wondered what Wanda and Pietro were doing right now..noticing that Al was gone. They were probably a nervous wreck. Tony sighed, walking over to the front controls to check on Bruce. "Hey," Natasha whispered. "We don't want to know your life story if you don't want to give it. We just wanna know how you ended up in that battle back there." She clarified. "Yeah, that's not really a place for kids." Tony came back into the conversation. Al still couldn't find the courage to reply, he was far too afraid of the man that stood before him.