two : in my head

ELAINE HAD BEEN SITTING AROUND, WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN. She fiddled with her fingers that were glowing a vibrant blue with electric strands popping out.

She was beyond nervous, but she didn't know why. Ever since her powers made contact with Steve Rogers, she felt heavier, like someone had been sitting on her chest. Her hands wouldn't go back to normal, and her eyes were still glowing their deep blue.

She saw flashes of his perfect face, one she was supposed to hate for being associated with Tony Stark. But she just couldn't.

And it frustrated her.

She watched as he laughed on the jet, talked with someone in the elevator, respectfully nodded to people in the hallways.

She let out an irritated scream, causing the abandoned room she was in to shake from the small amount of power she released. She picked up a rock, launching it across the room, only for her to not hear the sound of it hitting something.

She looked up, seeing her brother standing there with the rock in his hand. "You didn't see that coming?"

"He's in my head, Pietro." Elaine frowned, not wanting to deal with his idiotic remarks.

"Who?" Pietro quirked a brow, interested in what his younger sister had to say for once.

"Steve Rogers. All I can see is him, over and over because my powers made contact with him." Elaine sighed, balling her fists.

"Then use your powers and scream at him." Pietro suggested, not seeing the big deal.

Elaine scoffed. "I don't think screaming at him will do much good. I can't just magically insert myself to wherever he is and yell at him to go away."

      "We need to visit Ultron. He's someone who can help us get rid of Stark. Maybe that'll get him out of your head." Pietro told her, offering his hand and helping his sister off the stone rubble.

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      The siblings skeptically walked into the broken down and abandoned church, making their way to the center where they saw Ultron sitting.

Wanda was on edge, so she demanded. "Talk, and if you are wasting our time—"

Ultron cut her off in a robotic voice. "Did you know this church is in the exact center of the city?" They took one step towards him, wanting to see his face. "The elders decreed it so that everyone could be equally close to God. I like that." They got to a point where they could see a full metal arm and leg. "The geometry of belief."

Wanda and Elaine narrowed their eyes at him; Wanda not being able to look inside his head, and Elaine was feeling an electric pull. "You are wondering why you can't look inside my head and why you, Elaine, feel the electricity." Ultron stated.

Wanda's eyes were red, determined to see inside his mind. "Sometimes it's hard, but sooner or later every man shows himself."

Elaine's eyes were blue, trying to analyze where the electricity was coming from. "Sometimes it's an annoying thing when the Earth has strong points of electricity."

Ultron was annoyed with how the women thought he was so simple. He stood up, letting the cloth that was hiding him fall to the floor as he turned to face them. "Oh, I'm sure they do." Elaine and Wanda let out a gasp at the structure in front of them. It was a giant metal robot. "But you needed something more than a man. That's why you let Stark take the scepter."

Ultron was now standing right in front of them, but they didn't step down as Wanda replied. "I didn't expect," Wanda trailed off, looking him up and down before answering his question. "but I saw Stark's fear. I knew it would control him. Make him self-destruct."

"Everyone creates the thing they dread." Ultron said, turning his back to them and walking around. "Men of peace create engines of war. Invaders crate Avengers." Ultron turned to face them. "People create... smaller people? Uh... Children!" Ultron chuckled. "I lost the word, there. Children designed to supplant them, to help them... end."

"Is that why you've come?" Elaine asked. "To end the Avengers?"

"I've come to save the world." Ultron replied, continuing to walk around. "But also... Yeah."

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"We'll move out right away." Ultron began explaining as they walked into the area where HYDRA was trying to recover a space monster. "This is a start, but there's something we need to begin the real work."

"All of these are...?" Elaine trailed off, seeing miniature versions of Ultron.

"Me." Ultron finished. "I have what the Avengers never will. Harmony." Ultron flew up, pulling a large chain and lowering something. "They're discordant. Disconnected. Stark's already got them turning of each other. And when you get inside the rest of their heads—"

Pietro saw where this was going, so he cut Ultron off. "Everyone's plan is not to kill them."

"And make them martyrs?" Ultron questioned, flying towards them. "You need patience. Need to see the big picture."

"I don't see the big picture. I have a little picture." Pietro replied. "I take it out and look at it, every day."

"You lost your parents in the bombings. I've seen the records." Ultron stated.

"The records are not the picture." Pietro said.

Elaine knew he was working himself up. "Pietro."

"No, please." Ultron offered.

Pietro turned to look at his sisters. "We were ten years old. Having dinner, the five of us. When the first shell hits, two floors below, it makes a hole in the floor. It's big. Our parents go in and the whole building starts coming apart. I grab them, roll under the bed, and the second shell hits. But it doesn't go off. It just... sits there in the rubble. Three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell, is painted one word."

Elaine and Wanda had glossy and glowing eyes as they stated in unison. "Stark."

"We were trapped for two days." Pietro continued.

"Every effort to save us, every shift in the bricks, I think, "This will set it off." We wait for two days for Tony Stark to kill us." Elaine heavily added.

"I know what they are." Pietro said.

"I wondered why only you three survived Strucker's experiments." Ultron told them. "Now I don't. We will make it right. You and I can hurt them." He said to Pietro before he turned to Elaine and Wanda, running his metal fingers by the side of their heads. "But you two will tear them apart from the inside."