chapter sixteen
╰  ( civil war  )

💫 ━━ WANDA and Paisley had been making paprikash. A dish Wanda had known and remembered from her childhood.

Now they were sitting on one of the many couches in the Avengers headquarters, munching away on pizza that Vision had so kindly ordered and paid for — with one of Tony's many cards. Outside one of the large windows in front of them, the dark sky is all they can see until something in the distance lights up the room.

Wanda is quick to get off the couch, moving towards the window where she gazes outside at the orange. "What is it?"

Vision suddenly appears. "Stay here, please. You both."

Paisley doesn't move from her place own the couch. She continues to sit, one hand holding onto a piece of pizza well the other is by her side, an electric blue mist flowing from her fingertips. It moves across the floor towards the entrance to the room.

Wanda feels the presence in the room, she compels a knife across the room, stopping right in front of Clint Bartons face. Fortunately, Paisley had figured it out first, a blue mist surrounded Clint that held him where he was.  The knife glowing with red magic didn't do much, staying right in its place.

"Guess I shoulda knocked." Clint smirked, eyeing the knife as it fell to the ground. He looked towards Paisley, who was quick to let her blue mystical magic disappear.

Wanda gasped. "Oh my god! What are you doing here?"

"Disappointing my kids." Clint Barton stocked forward, pulling two arrows from behind his back and shoots them both in opposite sides of the room. He gently grabbed Wandas hand. "I'm supposed to go water-skiing. Cap needs our help. Come on."

Vision appeared in the room, "Clint!" His yell caused the three to stop moving. "You should not be here."

Clint turned around, letting go of Wandas hand. "Really? I retire for, what, like five minutes, and it all goes to shit."

"Please consider the consequences of your actions." Vision moved forward.

Clint shrugged and grabbed ahold of Paisleys hand this time. "Okay, they're considered. Okay, we gotta go." Vision is held in a force field, crackling and sparkling between the two arrows that Clint had shot.

Wanda stopped, despite the fact that her niece was moving forward with Clint. "I've caused enough problems."

Clint frowned.  "You gotta help me, Wanda. Look, you wanna mope, you can go to high school. You wanna make amends, you get off your ass. Shit." Vision breaks the force field with his mind stone, a yellow beam causing the blue electricity to disappear. The robot punches Clint to the floor when he attempts to shot an arrow at him. "I knew I should've stretched."

Clint extends a baton and tries to hit Vision, but the blows go through him. Clint resorts to punches, then tries the baton again, and he continues to switch through his two options until the baton breaks. Clint tries to kick Vision, but his leg goes right through him, giving vision a change to place the archer in a headlock. "Clint, you can't overpower me."

Clint nods his head ever so slightly towards Wanda and Paisley. "I know I can't. But they can."

Wanda extended her arms, reaching out and creating a large ballot red magic, Paisley doing the same as she looked towards her aunt. "Vision, that's enough. Let him go. We are leaving." Wanda spoke for her and her niece.

"I can't let you." Vision told them.

Wanda holds her hands apart further the they had been moments ago, glowing with crimson energy. Clint slips from Vision's grasp as the yellow mind stone turns red. "I'm sorry."

Vision falters. "If you do this ... they will never stop being afraid of you."

Wanda looked towards Paisley and nodded. "I can't control their fear, only my own."

Paisley and Wanda took a step forward, their actions the same as vision glowed purple from within. The two Maximoffs push their hands forward, sending Vision into the ground, breaking the floor underneath.

Clint winced at the damage. "Oh." He grabbed Paisleys hand. "Come on. We got one more stop."

💫 ━━ PAISLEY watched as her magic disappeared when Clint opened up one of the van doors.

"He's rarin' to go. Had to put a little coffee in him, but ... he should be good." Clint said, his head tilted towards Scott Land who was passed out across one of the chairs. "And little miss here is ready, we just fed her a burger and juice! Right, Pais?"

Paisley nodded eagerly. "Yep!"

Clint smiled, "Work your magic."

They had discussed this. Paisley would flick her fingers and shoot a little bit of blue magic at Scott, which would wake him up. She's been training with Wanda and all of the other Avengers ever since the events of Ultron. She knows what to do, she's trained for it.

Scott Lang gasped, blinking and shooting up from his laying position. "What timezone is this?"

Clint Barton reached out and helped Scott lang from the van. "Come on. Come on."

Scott reached out once he stood on his two feet. He grabbed ahold of Steves outreached hand with an amazing look on his face. "Captain America."

Steve nodded. "Mr. Lang."

"It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand too long. Wow! This is awesome! Captain America." Scott rambled, then he looked towards Wanda and Paisley. "I know you, too. You're great! And the little one, oh my!"

Paisley grinned. "You are great too!"

 Without realizing that what. he was doing is awkward, Scott grabbed ahold of Steves shoulders and squeezes them "Jeez. Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so ... thinks for thanking of me -- Hey, man!"

Sam Wilson shifts towards Scott, flashing the smallest smile ever. "What's up, Tic Tac?"

Scott Lang shifted on his feet. "Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I ... "

Sam Wilson chuckled. "It was a great audition, but it'll -- it'll never happen again."

"They tell you what we're up against?" Steve asked, gathering the attention of Scott and Paisley who hadn't been told much of what all was happening, only bits and pieces. 

Scott Lang tilted his head towards Steve, "Something about some ... psycho-assassins?"

Steve looked towards Paisley and smiled. "We're outside the law on this one. So, if you come with us, you're a wanted man."

Scott shrugged. "Yeah, well, what else is new?"
Bucky, who Paisley had stopped looking at, talked from where he stood. "We should get moving."

"We got a chopper lined up." Clint announced. 

"Dies ist eine Notsituation. Alle Passagiere müssen den Flughafen sofort evakuieren." ( This is an emergency. All passengers must evacuate the airport immediately.) Someone over the announcement spoke, alerting Steve and his group that someone knew they were here. 

Bucky moved away from the car he had been leaning on. "They're evacuating the airport."

Sam looked towards Steve, "Stark.
Scott was interested at the name of the famous ironman. "Stark?"

"Suit up."

Paisley looked towards her aunt who was already holding her superhero outfit. "Yay!"