There are No Strings on Me

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 Hey, this like last week. I skipped an update. This is great. Well, enjoy your chapter. Please, enjoy :).

He went to his room, flopped onto his bed, and fell asleep thinking about how screwed up his life was.

Loki was startled out of his thoughts when a high-pitched ringing filled his ears. He covered his eyes with his paws and curled in on himself. His ears flattened and his tail bushed up. Everyone cringed and gave out small grunts of pain.

A metal robot entered from the stairs. It seemed like it was a copy of one of Tony's suits except all that was left of the suit was some faded red paint on his forearms, legs, and right above the spot where the robot's heart would be. The face plate and arc reactor were lite up with a sinister blue glow. As it walked towards the Avengers and their friends, Loki could see the many wires and cords that hung from its body as if it had wrenched itself out of a wall. The sound of clinking metal was heard whenever the automation took a step.

"How could you be worthy? You're all killers," it said.

Steve's face turned serious, "Stark."

"Jarvis?" Tony had put Loki on the couch, and he stood up next to Captain America. Once Loki was placed on the couch, he immediately jumped off and stood in a defensive stance. His pupils dilated and his mouth opened to let out a threatening, angry hiss.

"I'm sorry, I was asleep," The robot continued, "Oh, I was a dream."

"Reboot," Tony took out his StarkPhone. He mumbled something that Loki couldn't catch and typed in a few things.

"Terrible, terrible noise," the robot said. It clutched its head, "... and I was tangled then strings... " He trailed off, "...had to kill the other guy. He was a good guy."

Steve raised an eyebrow, "You killed someone?"

He defended, "Wouldn't have been my first call, but down in the real world we're faced with ugly choices."

Everyone was standing now, and Thor asked, "Who sent you?"

"I see a suit of armor around the world," Tony's voice echoed around the suit. Everyone's eyes widened.

"Ultron," Bruce breathed.

"In the flesh, or no, not yet, not this Christmas, but I'm ready. I'm on a mission."

"What mission?"

"Peace in our time," Ultron answered. As if (and probably) on cue Some of Iron Man's suits blasted through the ground.

 The Avengers sprang into action. While Ultron had been talking about his plan (honestly, if you want to win, stop talking so much!), Thor had gotten into a battle stance, and Agent Hill cocked her gun.

 A robot flew over Hill and immediately she pointed her handgun up and started shooting. Thor used his hammer and swung a robot back to the other side of the room. Tony was thrown into a bookshelf.

 Loki ran over to him. His ribs had only healed a few days ago, so they were still weak. He was allowed on the last mission because it was important, and it would have been much easier with than without him.

 And yay(sarcasm), from the impact, Tony probably bruised it again. also, the broken shelf digging into his back probably didn't help.

 He looked around quickly. Thankfully, everyone was too busy fighting. He closed his eyes and gently placed his paws on his chest. They glowed a faint green, and Tony stirred.

 Satisfied, Loki jogged away to help but saw that the suits had all been defeated and were now laying on the floor.

  "That was dramatic," Ultron, unscathed, said, "I'm sorry, I know you mean well, and you just didn't make it through.

 "You want to protect the world, but you don't want it to change. How is humanity saved if it's not allowed to evolve? The-these, these cupboards, and only one pass to peace... the Avenger's extinction."

 Enraged, Thor threw his hammer right into Ultron's chest. The automation shattered when it hit the wall, and Mjolnir flew back into Thor's hand.

 Ultron's lights flickered and he managed to say, "I had strings, but now I'm free."

 I can't think of anything else to say because I am busy right now... (Youtube) Great, okay. Bye!

       -Percabeth-4eva

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