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A girl walks down the streets of New York. She dresses in black and her (h/c) and (f/c) hair is just visable under the fadora she wore. When the Avenger's tower came into view, she gave a smirk that would chill the bones of faint hearted.
(Y/n) (l/n) has a mission, and it was givin to her by the love of her life, Ultron. Her heart flutters just thinking about him. He believes in a pure world, one that the two of them will rule over.
As she nears the Tower, she discards her coat and hat, leaving them in a pile unseen. She steps into the lobby and gives the receptionist a cold smile.
"I apologise for the inconvienece, but there is a man outside who seems to be quite drunk. He clims to be, ah, Tony Stark?" (Y/n) says to the woman behind the desk, a skinny ginger that wasn't an Avenger. She wasn't one of the people who almost anialated her true love.
Oh well, she'd die anyway.
"Tony!" The girl says, exasperated. "I'm sorry, he should be in a meeting..."
(Y/n) shows her teeth again and shrugs. "What can you do?"
The woman hurries outside and (y/n) slides behind the desk. All she needs is to plug in a hard drive and Ultron will become strong once more. She pulls out the hard drive, a silver slab of metal with a memory disk inside. (y/n) jamms it into the side of the laptop and the screen fizzes out almost immediatly. Then, a chibi version of Ultron appears and waves at her. (y/n) waves back excitedly and the chibi disappears. Her work is done.
The woman comes back, looking confused, but (y/n) is already gone. Now there is only a stranger in black, retreating into allyways and going unnoticed by passers by.
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"Ultron~" (y/n) calls. "It is done!"
A rusty metal bot turns its head creakily from where it sat, in a ratty chair in the middle of an old cave. He gave his best smile and extends his hand. "Tell me about your journey, I want to know all the details of my nemisis' demise."
"Well, there wasn't that much action, but I got the hard drive in to the lobby's computer in the Avenger's tower!" (y/n) says proudly. "How long until you are at your strongest?
Ultron tilted his head, calculating. "Right... now."
As he said it, an armada of robots zooms into the cave. Suddenly, something punches a hole easily in the rusty chest of the old Utron. The hand lead up to a red and silver robot who grins wildly. (y/n) looks up in awe, basking in the glory of her ressurected lover.
Ultron sighs in content, flexing and inspecting his new body. "Yes, perfect. Now on to stage two."
"Can I help?" (y/n) asks hopefully. Ultron nods and motions to follow him. She trails the large robot, smiling in anticipation. (y/n) loves helping Ultron, when she does, she pretends to be a faithful soilder, not just a unpure fleshbag.
Ultron leads her to a room full of metal, the same she was sent to retrive long ago, when Wanda and Pietro were still on the winning team.
"Now, If I am to eliminate all humans from the earth, that would mean you would have to go." Ultron began. (y/n)'s heart tightened. What?
"That, obviously, isn't an option. So... You know what? I'll explain when you wake up." Ultron grinned madly and suddenly a vial was injected to (y/n)'s throat. She felt the world spin and suddenly it was black.
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When she awoke, (y/n) felt.... fake. As if she had exists for some other purpose and she'd taken the wrong path that made her end up here. (cough)
She tries sitting up and she felt a hand on her back. Looking up, she saw Ultron. He gave her a fascinated look.
"You are beautiful." He says. (y/n) looks down, he'd never called her that before...
Oh my god. (y/n) gasps. She is silver. She's wearing a red dress, but she is silver where pinkish skin should be. "I- I'm a-"
"You are pure now." Ultron answers simply.
(y/n) smiles and looks to Ultron. She could see her reflection in his finished face, and it didn't disappoint. She was beautiful.
Those Avengers won't know what hit them.
(Y/n) (l/n) has a mission, and it was givin to her by the love of her life, Ultron. Her heart flutters just thinking about him. He believes in a pure world, one that the two of them will rule over.
As she nears the Tower, she discards her coat and hat, leaving them in a pile unseen. She steps into the lobby and gives the receptionist a cold smile.
"I apologise for the inconvienece, but there is a man outside who seems to be quite drunk. He clims to be, ah, Tony Stark?" (Y/n) says to the woman behind the desk, a skinny ginger that wasn't an Avenger. She wasn't one of the people who almost anialated her true love.
Oh well, she'd die anyway.
"Tony!" The girl says, exasperated. "I'm sorry, he should be in a meeting..."
(Y/n) shows her teeth again and shrugs. "What can you do?"
The woman hurries outside and (y/n) slides behind the desk. All she needs is to plug in a hard drive and Ultron will become strong once more. She pulls out the hard drive, a silver slab of metal with a memory disk inside. (y/n) jamms it into the side of the laptop and the screen fizzes out almost immediatly. Then, a chibi version of Ultron appears and waves at her. (y/n) waves back excitedly and the chibi disappears. Her work is done.
The woman comes back, looking confused, but (y/n) is already gone. Now there is only a stranger in black, retreating into allyways and going unnoticed by passers by.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -3- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ultron~" (y/n) calls. "It is done!"
A rusty metal bot turns its head creakily from where it sat, in a ratty chair in the middle of an old cave. He gave his best smile and extends his hand. "Tell me about your journey, I want to know all the details of my nemisis' demise."
"Well, there wasn't that much action, but I got the hard drive in to the lobby's computer in the Avenger's tower!" (y/n) says proudly. "How long until you are at your strongest?
Ultron tilted his head, calculating. "Right... now."
As he said it, an armada of robots zooms into the cave. Suddenly, something punches a hole easily in the rusty chest of the old Utron. The hand lead up to a red and silver robot who grins wildly. (y/n) looks up in awe, basking in the glory of her ressurected lover.
Ultron sighs in content, flexing and inspecting his new body. "Yes, perfect. Now on to stage two."
"Can I help?" (y/n) asks hopefully. Ultron nods and motions to follow him. She trails the large robot, smiling in anticipation. (y/n) loves helping Ultron, when she does, she pretends to be a faithful soilder, not just a unpure fleshbag.
Ultron leads her to a room full of metal, the same she was sent to retrive long ago, when Wanda and Pietro were still on the winning team.
"Now, If I am to eliminate all humans from the earth, that would mean you would have to go." Ultron began. (y/n)'s heart tightened. What?
"That, obviously, isn't an option. So... You know what? I'll explain when you wake up." Ultron grinned madly and suddenly a vial was injected to (y/n)'s throat. She felt the world spin and suddenly it was black.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When she awoke, (y/n) felt.... fake. As if she had exists for some other purpose and she'd taken the wrong path that made her end up here. (cough)
She tries sitting up and she felt a hand on her back. Looking up, she saw Ultron. He gave her a fascinated look.
"You are beautiful." He says. (y/n) looks down, he'd never called her that before...
Oh my god. (y/n) gasps. She is silver. She's wearing a red dress, but she is silver where pinkish skin should be. "I- I'm a-"
"You are pure now." Ultron answers simply.
(y/n) smiles and looks to Ultron. She could see her reflection in his finished face, and it didn't disappoint. She was beautiful.
Those Avengers won't know what hit them.
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So, this story is the smallest bit sarcastic. Sorry, I can't write well for robots. Evil robots. That I hate with all my soul and bein- I'll stop.
If you want a story or have an idea, send me a note or use my Idea box!
Enjoy!
Mack~
So, this story is the smallest bit sarcastic. Sorry, I can't write well for robots. Evil robots. That I hate with all my soul and bein- I'll stop.
If you want a story or have an idea, send me a note or use my Idea box!
Enjoy!
Mack~
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