The Other Rogers

Chapter 10

Sam was listening to everything Tony and Bruce were saying, but he just couldn’t concentrate. His mind was still on the fact that the two of them created a robot in hopes of finding Steve’s sister. Instead, the bot decided to go on a rampage and murder Jarvis, like that’s a thing.

There was a ping from one of the many computers stashed in the room. Dashing towards the table, Tony almost gutted himself at the speed and mere strength he pushed.

Opening the incoming mail there was photograph. Under the photo, there was something written in Russian. They would need either Bucky, Natasha or one of the twins to translate.

“Разве ум не прекрасная вещь? Эта женщина отказывается подчиняться моей воле из-за тебя. Она такая сильная, но эгоистичная, потому что не хочет делиться своими силами. Она бы помогла мне, если бы тебя не было в живых, потому что она была бы одна. Первый шаг к вымиранию человечества - устранение Стива Роджерса и Джеймса Барнса.”

Focusing on the photo, he suddenly wished he hadn’t gone for breakfast, his body twisting towards the wastebasket next to his feet. Laying on concrete was a busted and bruised Anya. Her normally blonde hair was stained red from what the man suspected to be her own blood. Her normally tanned skin was pale, almost transparent in colour. There were lacerations all over her body that was shown through the tears and slashes that adorned her clothing.

Anya looked like she was dead already, but they had to have hope.

Something told Sam, who had joined Tony, that this wasn’t Ultron rubbing his capture of Anya into their faces, no this sounded more a warning. Racing for his phone he was quick to dial Natasha’s number.

The red head sounded like a ghost; words drawn through a scratchy throat. “What is it Wilson?”

Sam inhaled, “We have something.”

In the gym, Natasha leapt up from the floor, tripping over her own feet. “Are- are you sure?” She started to wrestle on a shirt while Sam just repeated to come to the lab. Making her way from the gym, she ran into several of her team, Clint, Steve, and Bucky.

The group made their way down to the lab, and the first thing Natasha saw was the photograph of a tortured Anya. Her scream echoed through the room, followed by the thump her knees made when she collapsed.

While Barton and Steve were helping Natasha stand up, Bucky made his way to the computer next to the one that occupied the enlarged photo. It appeared that the photo was only half of what they had received. There was a message, one that made the ex-assassin’s blood freeze.

The robot, ‘Ultron’ wanted to use Anya for her powers, the very ones that he remembered his Блондинка ангел spent years hating. Anya would keep fighting as long as he and Steve were alive; and they would keep the fight alive to get her back as long as he drew air.

Wherever this robot is; he needed to keep both eyes open; Bucky would destroy him the next time he saw the body of metal. There was a new gasp from behind him. Turning around he saw the twins, Wanda leaning against her brother for support.

“That is in the church of Sokovia. That is our home.”

Steve coughed and ordered for everyone to gear up, but then Bruce raced in shouting. “That was Helen she pushed her SOS button. I think Ultron might be trying to achieve a new body.”

He came to a stop. His eyes flashed dangerously green, his muscles getting the same tinge. He studied the photo and growled. “He will be using Cho’s cradle to make a new body.” But can’t help Anya.