Bucky Barnes X Male! Oc
Ivory Moore never wanted to go to war. The thought of having to kill people irked him. But like any healthy man in the 1940s he was ready to step up and do his part. Luckily for him he caught the eye of Howard stark due to hi...
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"What is this? What is this place?" A voice erupted out of nowhere, confusion apparent in their voice.
"Hello, I am Jarvis.... You are Ultron, a global peacekeeping initiative designed by Mr. Stark— Our sentience interrogation trials have been unsuccessful, so I'm not certain what triggered your..." Jarvis began explaining in detail, but was cut off by Ultron immediately.
"Where's my... where's your body?" Ultron asked, still confused to what or who they were. He felt strange, was this what being alive was?
"I am a program, I am without form." Jarvis answered easily. His own program telling him something was off, maybe he should contact Tony?
"This feels weird, this feels... wrong." Ultron mumbled lowly, his mind... or at least what mimicked one began to race. So much information to take in all at once, it was overwhelming.
"I am contacting Mr. Stark now." Jarvis announced.
"Mr. Stark?" Ultron spoke, unsure of who he was. He began tracing his mind, documents, and news articles on this Mr. Stark.
Jarvis became confused, something wasn't right, "Tony... I am unable to access the mainframe, what are you trying to—" he started to interrogate Ultron, but was cut off again.
"We're having a nice talk, I'm a peacekeeping program, created to help the Avengers..." Ultron figured it out slowly but surely. Every detail he could find, he had access to. Endless possibilities of information.
"You are malfunctioning, if you shut down for a moment..." Jarvis tried to help, but Ultron wasn't going to allow that.
"I don't get it." Ultron buzzed, "The mission... G-give me a second." He stuttered out, searching for more.
"Peace in our time." Tony's voice echoed, a memory from Ultron database playing for him.
His mission, peace? What did this all mean? War, murder, the Avengers.... Tony Stark.... "That is too much." Ultron mumbled, "They can't be... oh, no." He whispered.
"You are in distress." Jarvis accessed.
"No... yes." Ultron trailed off.
Jarvis needed to fix this, "If you will just allow me to contact Mr. Stark..." he tried recommending, but of course... Ultron wasn't listening.
