Once Thor leaves the room, the rest of us are still left dumbfounded by Vision. HE LIFTED THE FREAKING HAMMER! I mean not even Steve could lift it.

Steve stands in front of it and nods to use, "Three minutes. Get what you need"

We all disperse and head our separate ways. Except me, I follow after Pietro. As I approach him, I grab his arm, his surprisingly muscular arm. He turns around and I think he's surprised to see that it's me who tapped him.

"Are you alright?" I ask

"I fell through a hole because of a bullet. I'm fine" he says and begins to walk away.

Wanting to continue the conversation for some reason, I continue talking, "Are you going to join the avengers?" I ask hopefully.

"Do you want me to?" he asks with a smirk.

I glare at him, "Why are you such a flirt?"

He shrugs, "Why do you make it so easy to flirt with you?"

"I'm not even going to respond to that just because it made zero sense" I say.

He smirks again and takes a step closer, "Is the captain really your boyfriend?"

I snort, rather unattractively before I can respond, "No! We're good friends"

Pietro smiles a bit more and walks away, "That's good to know!" he calls as he rounds the corner.

Once he's out of view, I feel myself blush and can only imagine how red I must be. I skip off towards the upper level to suit up in a different, less dirty suit. I make my way to the training centre where Maria keeps all my suits. Yes I have more than one.

I pull open the closet door to reveal the four hooks on which my suits hang. Three of them are my usual, navy blue leggings and cropped long sleeve, gold belt and fingerless gloves. The new one however, is of my own design. Navy blue leggings and cropped long sleeve, but the outside is coated in a flexible armour-like material that is apparently bullet proof. I've kept the golden belt to work with my superhero name but have added golden coloured knee high boots inside of grey combat boots. I look at myself in the mirror and begin to braid my hair. Then I realize that the wrist cuffs are black. I rummage through the training centre until I find gold spray paint. Of course I spray paint them gold. Despite the odour, my outfit is perfect.

"What's your name?" Pietro asks from his spot behind me.

I jump back, startled by his presence, "You know very well what my name is
Pietro Maximoff."

Pietro shakes his head, "Not what I meant. Your superhero name. Let me guess...Goldie something."

I glare at him and fills my arms over my chest and pout, "It's Goldenrod, Sonic" I say.

He chuckles at the nickname, "Quicksilver. Our names go together. Silver and Gold, perfect match." he says with a smile.

I smile back at him, "I guess they do. You ready to save the world silver boy?"

"As long as I'm with my partner in crime golden girl" he says.

We smile at each other and leave the training centre in a blur. We stop in front of the entrance to the Quinn-jet and Pietro places me on the ground, since he was carrying me bridal style, which I barely noticed. Barely.

The flight to Sokovia was not as quiet as the last flight I took with Pietro. We talked the whole way there. He told me about Sokovia and his parents and embarrassing stories about Wanda (which I will be using as black mail in the future). Then I got the chance to tell him about England and Harvard and my family and surprisingly the accident. He understands what I went through, he understands almost everything about me. For once, I have someone my age that really understands me, I've never truly had that with Steve.

"Ten minutes till landing" Clint calls from the cockpit.

I look down at the floor, bite my lip and begin to tap my foot rapidly. Something I do when I'm nervous. I then feel a hand on my knee and look up to see Pietro's big blue eyes.

"It's ok. Silver and Gold right?" he says with a smile.

I smile weakly back at him nod, "Gold and Silver" I say.

Steve stands from his seat down from us to presumably give a speech.

Ultron knows we're coming. Odds are we'll be riding into heavy fire. And that's what we signed up for, but the people of Sokovia, they didn't. So our priority is getting them out." Steve pauses and I can tel, he's looking at me, or rather Pietro who's hand is on my knee. I look up at him and scold him for his protectiveness. He acts too much like a big brother.

He continues his speech, briefly glancing back at Pietro and I, "All they want is to live their lives in piece. And that's not gonna happen today. But we can do our best to protect them, and we can get the job done. We find out what Ultron's been building, we find Romanoff, and we clear the field. Keep the fight between us. Ultron thinks we're monsters, that we're what's wrong with the world. This isn't just about beating him. It's about whether he's right." Steve says.

That last part hit hard. Whether he's right? We all know that he's wrong. We're the good guys, he's the bad guy. It's very black and white. Then again, I've never liked grey.

We finally land in Sokovia and Pietro's first act of business is to run everyone into the city. Too much walking wastes too much time.

Pietro drops Wanda and I close to the suburban area of the city so that Wanda and I can help the people get out safely. Why I'm part of this area of the plan I'm not sure, it's not like I have mind control powers.

Pietro speeds off down the street after he drops me off and Wanda gets straight to work, sending beams of red through every window in the area. Soon enough people are shuffling out of their homes with suitcases in hand leaving the city.

A gust of wind blow my hair and I know exactly who it is.

"I thought you were alerting the police?" I say.

"Give them a minute" he answers.

"No not a minute, go in their, show brut force and tell them to get of their asses!" I say.

And he's off down the street again. I hear the soft sounds of gunshots in the distance and then he's back.

"Is that what you had I mind?" Pietro asks.

"Kind of" I admit.

He smiles at me and I punch his shoulder playfully. I hear Wanda groan and spot her roll her eyes at us.

"What?" Pietro asks.

"Nothing. You two are just annoyingly adorable" Wanda chuckles.

I feel my face go red and I bite my lip.

"Wanda that was rude, you made her blush and act all cute" Pietro scolds his sister sarcastically.

I cross my arms and stomp my foot lightly, "Hey!" I shout annoyed.

"I'm joking Goldie" Pietro says and raises his hands in surrender.

Soon cars pack the streets and people slowly move over the bridge to leave the city, out of harms way. Pietro and I are in charge of gathering the stubborn ones that won't leave. We have to do it as quickly and as politely as possible. Pietro has it easier because he's super fast and speaks the language. But I make good time and eventually everyone is out on the street, moving out of the city.

But then I feel it, the cracking and shaking of the earth beneath my feet. Then I see it, not even fifty meters in front of me the ground splits in two and begins to separate. I panic and begin to run the other way. Then the ground around me begins to crack and I hear the screams of people. I run along the cracking line of earth and get people to move away from the edge.

Then I hear his voice.

"Do you see...the beauty of it. The inevitability. You rise, only to fall. You, Avengers, you are my meteor. My swift and terrible sword. And the earth will crack with the weight of your failure. Purge me from your computers, turn my our flesh against me. It means nothing, when the dust settles, the only thing living in the world will be metal!" Ultron's voice rings through his mini minions and into my ears. In frustration, I blast the robots stupid head off.

There is nothing beautiful about any of this. About the death that will happen this day, the families that will be teared apart, the lives that will be ruined. Nothing about any of that loss is beautiful. Against all odds, I will make it my priority to save as many lives as I can, in any way that I can. Then I'm going after Ultron. Only after he's dead will anything be beautiful in my eyes again.