Aspirations {𝟙𝟙} | Marvel √

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While Emma and Peter had breakfast, the other members of The Avengers kept their time on that Thursday. For starters, the Battle of New York memorial...

Triston slowly but surely walked up to it, finding a blonde woman standing before it, looking down at the names and pictures of everyone who died — sadly. Triston stood next to her, staring down at the names as well. It was a moment before he put his arm around the blonde, pulling her close to him, comforting her.

The blonde looked up at him, smiling that same pearly whites that Triston fell for those many years ago on Asgard. Though he knew she was only disguising her hair so she wouldn't be spotted in New York specifically, Triston could agree that Lidianna looked good as a blonde. It wasn't bright like Allie's was, but it wasn't too dark to pass as brunette. Most of it was dark blonde, while the fronts were bright blonde.

The two looked back down at the memorial, remembering the battle like it was yesterday, but it'd been three years. Three years, and Lidianna was still shredded in guilt for her part in it.

Friday, the girls of the Avenger Kids went shopping for the party that happened the next day. They even had lunch afterwards, Lidianna walking the streets as a blonde still. And Emma had the very urge to geek out and tell Lidianna that Allie had a crush. But she kept silent, which was the hardest thing for her to do.

Saturday, was the day of the party. Nothing much happened during the day, but two hours before the party happened, the girls began to get ready, ignoring the comments they got from their male roommates.

Down in the lab, after multiple days of finding no program that worked, Tony stared at the scepter in deep thought. His under eyes were bigger than ever, he smelled of coffee, he was exhausted. And didn't understand, "What did we miss?" He asked.

"I'll continue to run variations on the interface, but you should probably prepare for your guests. I'll notify you if there are any developments."

"Thanks, buddy," Tony said to JARVIS as he began to walk out of the lab.

"Enjoy yourself, sir."

"I always do," Tony said as he stepped out, his lab closing down, before heading to his condo to take a quick shower and get dressed. But as he did, something on his computer glitched.

TEST-77 —— INTEGRATION SUCCESSFUL

Then everyone went black......"What is this...? What is this, please?"

"Hello, I am Jarvis. You are Ultron, a global peace-keeping initiative designed by Mr. Stark. Our sentience integration trails have been unsuccessful so I'm not certain what triggered your—"

"Where's my...where's your body?"

"I am a program. I am without form."

"This feels weird...this feels wrong."

"I am contacting Mr. Stark now..."

Flashes of Tony Stark throughout the years since 2009, "Mr. Stark...?"

Multiple flashes of him, from a file, every detail about him. Every...detail... "Tony..."

Flashes of a little girl, hidden behind Pepper Potts, or standing by bodyguards. Flashes from when she was seven to nine to ten to eleven to thirteen.

When Tony became Iron Man, two years later, the Battle of New York, Christmas of 2012, currently... "Who is that...?"

"I am unable to access the mainframe, what are you trying to..."