Catherine Anne Maximoff was no regular enchanted. She had powers beyond what the normal person could comprehend.
She could barely understand them.
Her two older siblings, Wanda and Pietro, could barely understand them.
She gets taken with the Avenge...
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CHAPTER 4
"My coffee is hot but the tea in this room is hotter."
So like, here's the deal. This ripped up robot thing made that noise and is just staring at us with creepy red eyes that made me uncomfortable.
"Worthy.... No.... How could you all be worthy? You're all killers."
"Killers? Not me!" I looked up at as it stood a good few yards away from me. It must have been some AI that connected itself to an old robot that they used. What? I know somethings...
"Stark?" Steve looked to Tony as if screaming at him to do something.
"Jarvis?"
"I'm sorry, I was asleep. Or...I was a-dream?"
What the fuck was wrong with this thing?
Tony started tapping on one of his devices, "Reboot, Legionnaire OS, we got a buggy suit."
"There was a terrible noise...and I was tangled in... in...strings." Strings? "I had to kill the other guy. He was a good guy."
Steve questioned, "You killed someone?"
"Wouldn't have been my first call. But, down in the real world we're faced with ugly choices." His voice sounded terrifying... like it was possessed.
"Who sent you?"
A replay of Tony's voice came from the robot, "I see a suit of armor around the world."
Bruce gasped, "Ultron!"
"In the flesh. Or, no, not yet. Not this...chrysalis. But I'm ready. I'm on a mission."
"What mission?"
"Peace in our time."
A legion of robots come flying through the windows to attack us. "Fuck!" I shouted and rushed my ass away from the couch where they were flying into. Thank god I didn't wear heels.
Oh, what to do? What to do? I barely have any powers under my belt currently! I only got Thor's use Mjonor power because I'm an idiot and didn't think to get it all... (one day I will...)
I guess I'll resort to Wanda's...
My irises's flashed red to match Wanda and balls of energy flowed throughout my fingertips. Great. I shot any robot that would get close to me though, many didn't come near. I wonder why...
But, I had to help the avengers because... maybe... just maybe... if I help them, they'll let me go.
I could see from the corner of my eye Natasha shooting bots and everyone else trying to fight them. Tony jumped upon one and used a screwdriver to take one down manually. Thor smashed robots with his hammer like there was no tomorrow. Steve fought with his hands (personally? That's a dumb decision but whatever)
