Superfamily Story!!!!

Time for a Show Down

Peter's eyes groaned open like rusty garage doors. His eyelids to heavy to open for long, so he only got glimpses of stuff. A lot of robots, some weird machine, Ultron, more robots. Peter's eyes suddenly flew open. Ultron is here! He's here with Ultron. That... that is not good.

Peter jumped out fo his skin when Natasha Romanoff was lying next to him, completely unconscious.

Once Peter had calmed down, he walked over to Nat and started shaking her. 'Auntie Asha? Auntie Asha!'

She didn't stir. She was clearly knocked out, but Peter didn't know. She looked so peaceful and relaxed, she only ever looks this removed from stress, worry, pressure and fear of herself when asleep.

Natasha finally stirred to Peter's shaking and murmured, 'Go away Clint!'

'It's Peter.'

'I swear you just had your birthday.'

She then fully opened her eyes and saw Peter's face. Blood had been dried onto his face and hands from a nosebleed, one eye black and swollen. A small metal disc was attached to his neck with extreme red swelling and what looked like a poisoning running into his nearby veins.

'Well... it ain't your birthday.'

A metallic man swooped down and landed beside them. 'I wasn't sure you'd wake up. I hoped you would, I wanted to show you something. I don't have anyone else but you two.'

He turned away from the pair to look at all the robots flying by. A sense of accomplishment could be seen in his Vibranium. 'I think a lot about meteors, the purity of them. Boom! The end, start again. The world made clean for the new man to rebuild. I was meant to be new. I was meant to be beautiful. The world would've looked to the sky and seen hope, seen mercy.'

He suddenly snapped around and stared right into Natasha's soul. 'Instead they'll look up in horror because of you. You've wounded me. I give you full marks for that. But, like the man said, "What doesn't kill me...'

A hot, metallic, vicious arm lunged through the middle of him, and for a miniature split second, they both thought it was Tony. But instead as the old body of Ultron was ripped in half and dumped, a new, shinier, stronger figure came from the wreckage."...just makes me stronger." And with that, he locked the door to their cage.

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After that, Natasha just held Peter for a few minutes, silently, and slowly rocking. He didn't question the sniffles and just decided to hug her back.

'We need to do something Peter. We need to help them.'

Peter nodded as they untangled and looked around for something, anything to use.

'If we can create a radio, we could connect.'

'Yeah, but where on god's earth are we....' she then spotted a few wires and a small thin line of metal. 'Son of a gun.' She murmured under her breath.

'Hey Peter, how good a mechanic are you?'

'Well Dad wanted to enroll me into the University of Mechanical Engineering in Iowa, but they don't accept minors and Pops wasn't too happy about that idea.'

'Could you build a radio with a button that makes a beep to transmit.'

'Why?'

'Have you ever heard of Morse code.'

'Yeah! That's what... Ohhh, Yeah, I can do that.'

So Natasha went around finding bits and helping Peter to build their radio.