GAH. Sorry for the long wait in-between chapters; I just don't get a lot of time to write and I am very easily distracted by my internet which provides Anime and YouTube… you see my problem. Anyway enjoy the chapter and sorry if Francis is ooc, I tried to make him normal but I doubt that he is.

I own nothing except for Shaylee, Noah, Katy and a partial amount of the plot.

One Year Later

Shaylee walked along the support beams of the crumbling theatre. She flexed her dragonfly wings, pain rippled through her as the left wing extended and fluttered. Repairs had been made to her wing as in they had straightened them and helped the wing set, however the wing would never work the same again.

"Careful you wouldn't want to fall" Francis called out to Shaylee. The slightly younger girl wobbled walking from one side of the theatre towards the other on a high beam. Shaylee looked towards the slightly older boy who was now just about ready to jump of his perch for her.

"I'll be fine Francis, stop worrying" Shaylee chirped with a laugh. In her moment of distraction her yellow knee high boots slipped against the beam which caused her to lose her footing on the beam and fall. Shaylee tried to open her wings but neither would move. A scream erupted from her mouth as she fell the 15 foot fall. The ground was rushing up upon her until suddenly it all stopped, she had stopped falling. Shaylee looked down and saw herself a mere five feet from the ground and their appeared to be an arm around her waist.

"I told you to be careful Shay" a Francis said from behind her. Shaylee jarred her head to the side and saw that Francis was holding her with one arm and gripping his bow with the other, he had used a homemade grappling hook arrow.

"I would have been fine if my wings hadn't seized up" Shaylee said in a depressed tone, Francis sighed and released the bow causing both of them to make the short drop and land on their feet. The two stood up and dusted them self's off; ignoring the looks the rest of the survivors gave them they made their way into the sleeping area. Once in that secluded area Francis stopped Shaylee, the younger girl would not make eye contact with him.

"I know you miss flying but you need to be more careful" Francis said gently grabbing the sides of her face to get her to look him in the eyes, strands of brown hair and bright pink tips fell in front of her eyes, he brushed the away with his thumb.

"My Dad passed away not long ago; I can't lose you as well. You are my best friend Shay" Francis said sternly. Shaylee couldn't help but show a small smile and nod at his was true a mere six months ago Clint had died while on a scouting party with a small group which included Shaylee and Francis, Shaylee's flight ability was in worse condition then it was currently and proved a hazard. It was her fault and she never forgave herself; she was just glad Francis did.

"What are you two doing?" A young girl asked with a smug tone, the two seventeen year olds turned to their left and saw a very smug Katy parker standing there with a smirk on her face. Shaylee's face flushed a bright red while Francis retained a poker face.

"Nothing Katy" Shaylee said walking out of Francis' hold and over to the sixteen year old. The younger girl laughed, Katy had informed the two of an attack being implemented by Ultra bots and that there were four kids caught in the middle of it. The three of them met up with Noah Richards who led them to the scene.

Shaylee gasped at the scene that played out ahead of her; a swarm of Ultron's robots were attacking three teenagers and a child, a girl maybe fifteen with golden hair. A young boy possibly fifteen with red hair and a red, white and blue shield. Another young boy maybe sixteen with dark skin and glowing yellow eyes and the last of the small group was a really small boy about ten years old, in a yellow suit.

The girl with the golden hair attacked the ultra bot with her sword. The bots adapted to the fighting style of the girl and while she was distracted with one bot another would creep up behind her and pelt the young girl with bullets, the golden haired girl screamed.

"We have to help them" Shaylee whispered to the allies around her, the group of thirty survivors nodded. The group of thirty scattered around the swarm while staying hidden began to grab the group of four before they could get hurt anymore. The golden haired girl was the first to be rescued from the bombardment of guns and robots by Francis.

Francis looked down at the golden haired girl he had just saved, she was trembling. Francis smiled and reassured her using his trade mark word 'beautiful', Shaylee scoffed at Francis' choice of words, he glared at the slightly younger girl.

"Come on let's get you to higher ground beautiful" Francis said with a smirk. He helped the golden haired girl to stand and then led her through the broken building they were hiding in. once the small group was rounded up Francis, Shaylee, Noah and Katy began to lead them through a system of old buildings and tunnels.

"Who are you" The darker skinned boy spoke up causing the silence to perish.

"I'm Hawkeye, this is Shaylee, this is Katy and lastly that is Noah" Francis said gesturing to his friends that went ahead and followed behind. The youngest boy in the gold suit with spiky black hair introduced the other kids; his name was Pym, the golden haired girls name was Torunn, the boy with the red hair was called James and the boy with the dark skin was named Azari.

"Why were you in Ultra city?" Shaylee asked curiously, she moved closer to them by attempting to flutter over there but almost fell face first into the ground.

"Shay what did I tell you about being careful" Francis snapped, causing everybody around him including Shaylee to flinch a move away from him. The slightly younger seventeen years old stood up mumbling an apology and began to walk ahead. Francis' eyes widened at the realization of what he had done. Francis called an apology to the girl who was now a good ten meters away. The group began walking once again settling into a comfortable conversation.

"Dose the yelling happens a lot?" Azari Asked Katy. The blond girl nodded and laughed.

"Hawkeye is usually quite calm and funny but not when it comes to Shay and her safety" Katy said with a giggle. Azari gave her a strange look and continued ahead. The group came to a stop in front of a hidden entrance to the old crumbling theatre.

Tah Duh, another chapter done (: sorry if the descriptions are horrible but it was the best I could do considering the way I've decided to write these stories. I hope you've like this chapter and I would love it if you left a review.