To Obtain A Monster (DISCONTINUED)

When You Have Something The Avengers Want

As soon as Danika closed her bedroom door after saying goodnight, she full on freaked. Internally and mentally and emotionally.

"Holy shit it's Ultron!" She whispered to herself in a frantic manner. Ultron. Why didn't she recognise him!? Why the hell, DIDN'T, she recognise him? Because of his condition. But yet again he doesn't look the same. She didn't think that the Avengers would still be searching for Ultron. They didn't for over two years. Why now? Why?

She groaned a little too loud and covered her mouth as quickly as it came out. She carefully listened behind her door to make sure her Marie didn't hear. Once she confirmed it was all clear, she sighed.

"Ultron." She mumbled as she walked to her drawers. "I have Ultron in my house, packed away in a box, and I could be in deep shit..." Maybe she could give him to the Avengers. But she wanted to bring him to life again, not in the way so he could once again make Earth controlled by machines. Her curiosity and highly advanced intelligent mind made her think of circumstances, consequences, and lastly the final decision.

"I'll keep him." She said.

And regrettably, she stuck to it. "M-maybe I can hide him from Mum." Wait, was he still traceable from Stark's Tower? As SOON as he is turned on, he would bound to be. Maybe she could say that she didn't know who it was if they turned up here. OR, she could locate the tracker and rid it from him. But then there is Ultron himself to deal with. Damn it, why couldn't she just get a robot that was controlled by Jarvis, or Friday, whichever it is these days. Wait no, it's Friday.

Ultron killed Jarvis.

Danika puffed her cheeks and put on a fluffy dressing gown on before heading to her bedroom computer, pulled out a large Cadbury Marvelous Creations jellybean and popping candy bar from her choc stash, and bit into the now unwrapped chocolate bar as she skimmed through the internet, finding articles of Ultron and solutions to her problems.

-

The next morning, she woke up. Saturday night and she got no plans. She knew her Mum wouldn't be home because of work so what could she do?

Trey Gordan. Call him. Right.

Danika rose from her computer to get the sleek silver phone that was charging on her bedside table. She should've taken it off when it finished charging, no wonder she was going through so many phones. Luckily insurance covered if she had a reasonable explanation.

"Trey ya gay, pick up the phone." She mumbled as she waited for the said friend to pick up. Trey was in fact, gay. And all thanks to Danika. She's a great matchmaker. "I know you're off work, answer the damn ph-." She was cut off by a tired, deep grumbled 'hello.'

"This Trey?" Danika asked.

"Yep." A yawn followed thereafter. "Danika, it's like 9 am."

"You should be up before 9 am!" Danika hissed.

"Yeah, so?" Danika rolled her eyes in return.

"Okay, Trey. I have a huge favour to ask you."

"Okay, what is it?" He asked, seeming more awake.

"When you next go to work, do you reckon you could sneak me one of those computer cores that look like a sphere?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, I am not."

"What the, hell, do you need it for?"

"Well," Danika began, "Last night I recovered an old and almost destroyed STARK robot, and its computer core is badly damaged."

"Do you know what you are asking for? Do you even know how much just one of those things cost?"

"Over a hundred thousand dollars." She simply answered.

"It is like over a hundred- wait, how'd you know?"

"I... looked on a few black market sites and eBay." She honestly answered.

"Ebay, of all places." Danika chuckled at this.

"I know. I know that right now, probably isn't the best time to ask, let alone the best time to steal something, but would you be able to manage?"

"They don't call me the God of Thief for no reason." A chuckle sounded. Danika groaned.

"That's your gamer tag, nobody calls you that!" Danika yelled.