Chapter 89: Sokovia(chapter 89)
A/N you guys are getting 3 chapter
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prevously in chapter 88
This meant he couldn't go and extract it again, so he left it be. Plus, he was here to get Thor and Hulk's blood. He didn't bother with the stone since that thing might expose him if it attacked constantly. So he waited until the Avengers were all alone, and once they were, he activated the illusion skill on the Reality Gem. While under the illusion, Henry extracted their blood before teleporting away. Both of them had already healed the moment he took the needle out, and it wasn't an ordinary needle. Henry used the syringe made from a piece of the Destroyer armor. Once he got the blood in his hand, he teleported away.
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Chapter 89
While the Avengers were trying to figure out Ultron, Henry was busy with his newly acquired blood. "Well, I am not drinking the gamma-infused essence, even though I can regenerate. I have a better use for it, especially with the new project I am working on," he then looked at his monitors as the title "Project Titan" was written on it, right under "Project V2." "As for Thor's blood, I am quite disappointed. I thought he might at least be a tier 7 material, but oh well," he sighed as he finally started to think.
"Ultron should have crashed their party after me, and he should escape after attacking them, meeting the Maximoff twins at the old church in Sokovia, which leads to Hulk going mad and the fight where the Hulkbuster is used. Which reminds me, Ulysses should have much more vibranium," recalling the events that should transpire in a couple of days, Henry started to modify his plans and adapt to the changes that were going to occur. "I could take all the vibranium, but Vision won't be born," and such an outcome needed to be weighed. If it was going to bring more benefit, if it didn't bring more benefit, or the benefits weren't worth it, then he wouldn't.
-scene change-
An Empty Church in Sokovia, henry metallic crow was watching a scene and relaying back to henry.
The sun cast long shadows across the ancient stone floor of the abandoned church in Sokovia. Dust motes floated in the air, disturbed only by the quiet entrance of Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. Their movements were cautious, eyes darting around the dimly lit sanctuary. The stillness was punctuated by the quiet creaking of the old wooden doors as they swung shut behind them.
At the center of the church, beneath a high, arched ceiling, Ultron sat in a chair draped with a cloth, facing away from the entrance. His metallic form was hidden, a deliberate attempt to add an air of mystery and foreboding.
Wanda, her red-tinted eyes narrowed with suspicion, stepped forward. Her voice, though soft, carried an edge of warning. "Talk. And if you are wasting our time..."
Ultron, unmoving, responded with a tone both reflective and mocking. "Did you know this church is in the exact center of the city? The elders decreed it so that everyone could be equally close to God. I like that. The geometry of belief." He paused, then turned his head slightly as if acknowledging their presence. "You're wondering why you can't look inside my head." Wanda's expression hardened. "Sometimes it's hard. But sooner or later, every man shows himself."
In a fluid motion, Ultron stood and faced them, the cloth falling away to reveal his new, sleek body. Wanda's eyes widened briefly in shock before she regained her composure. "Oh, I'm sure they do," Ultron said, his mechanical eyes glinting. "But you needed something more than a man. That's why you let Stark take the scepter." Wanda's voice wavered slightly, a mix of defiance and uncertainty. "I didn't expect... But I saw Stark's fear. I knew it would control him, make him self-destruct."
Ultron's laugh was cold and hollow. "Everyone creates the thing they dread. Men of peace create engines of war, invaders create avengers, people create...smaller people? Uh...children! I lost the word there. Children. Designed to supplant them, to help them...end."
Wanda's gaze sharpened. "Is that why you've come? To end the Avengers?" "I've come to save the world. But also… yeah." Ultron's casual admission hung in the air, the gravity of his intent unmistakable. "We'll move out right away. This is a start, but there's something we need to begin the real work."
Wanda glanced at the numerous Ultron bots stationed around the church. "All of these are..."
"Me," Ultron replied with a smug grin. "I have what the Avengers never will. Harmony. They're discordant, disconnected. Stark's already got them turning on each other. And when you get inside the rest of their heads..."
Pietro, who had been silent, stepped forward, his anger simmering. "Everyone's plan is not to kill them." Ultron's demeanor turned serious. "And make them martyrs? You need patience. Need to see the big picture."
Pietro's voice was filled with pain and frustration. "I don't see the big picture, I have a little picture. I take it out and look at it every day." Ultron's eyes softened slightly, almost pitying. "You lost your parents in the bombings. I've seen the records."
Pietro's jaw clenched. "The records are not the picture." Wanda placed a hand on her brother's arm, trying to calm him. "Pietro." Ultron raised a hand, signaling for calm. "No, please."
Pietro's voice shook with the weight of his memories. "We were ten years old, having dinner, the four of us. When the first shell hit, two floors below, it made a hole in the floor. It was big. Our parents went in, and the whole building started coming apart. I grabbed her, rolled under the bed, and the second shell hit. But, it didn't go off. It just... sat there in the rubble, three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell was painted one word..."
"Stark," Wanda whispered, her eyes distant. Pietro continued, his voice now a hollow echo. "We were trapped for two days." Wanda's face contorted with remembered fear. "Every effort to save us, every shift in the bricks, I thought, 'This will set it off.' We waited for two days for Tony Stark to kill us."
Pietro's voice was firm with conviction. "I know what they are." Ultron nodded slowly. "I wondered why only you two survived Strucker's experiments. Now I don't. We will make it right." He turned to Pietro, his tone filled with resolve. "You and I can hurt them." He then looked at Wanda with a calculating gaze. "But you will tear them apart, from the inside."
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