You Have My Word - Avengers: Age of Ultron Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty: Connection

"So, you're on our side?"

"I suppose, mostly."

"Well, that mostly better turn to a yes before the team gets their hands on you."

He chuckles and looks over at me as we walk.

"Your head is clear."

"How do... I suppose you would know. I've been having visions and dreams about you. You killed me in one of them."

"Well, have it be known that I wouldn't do so willingly."

"Willingly? I suppose I shouldn't open that door, should I?"

He shakes his head, smiling at me. Maybe JARVIS was right. Maybe this is for the better. This... "Vision" as Steve called him, hopefully, we'll be friends now that he's not plaguing my mind along with Ultron. Vision and I make our way around the tower for a moment, simply talking. We pass by Tony and Steve as they discuss Ultron and our mission.

"I have no plans tomorrow night."

"I get first crack at the big guy. Iron Man's the one he's waiting for."

"That's true. He hates you the most."

I chuckle and make quick eye contact with Steve. I lead Vision to the armory. I grab my daggers and head back to my room to change into my suit, leaving Vision to wander until we all meet up at the jet. I change and chug some water down, just in case. I head to the garage, meeting up with Vision as we board the Quinjet. We sit on the sides as Steve starts one of his famous speeches.

"Utron knows we're coming. Odds are we'll be riding into heavy fire and that's what we signed up for. But the people of Sokovia, they didn't. So our priority is getting them out. All they want is to live their lives in peace and that's not going to happen today, but we can do our best to protect them. We can get the job done and find out what Ultron's been building. We find Romanoff and we clear the field. Keep the fight between us. Ultron thinks we're monsters and we're what's wrong with the world. This isn't just about beating him. It's about whether he's right."

The jet starts up and we head off. I make eye contact with Steve, smirking and motioning with my head to Vision sitting next to me. He rolls his eyes playfully. I turn to make eye contact with Wanda. I guess the twins are on our side now. I crack my neck, I'll gladly deal with them, if for whatever reason, they turn sides. I look over at Vision who looks... nervous. What reason does he have to be nervous? I place my hand on his and he looks at me, confused. I smirk, holding his hand tightly.

"First missions are fun. Trust me."

He simply chuckles and I release his hand, the rest of the ride is silent. When we land, I head out with Wanda, using my x-ray vision to find where the people are, so Wanda is faster with where her power is focused. I also made my way around the city, getting people, that Wanda couldn't reach, out as fast as possible. People leave the city as Steve directs the people in cars as best as possible. I watch as Tony flies overhead to the center of the city. I hear a commotion coming from the direction Tony flew off in. I take a deep breath, realizing that things might get crazy sooner rather than later. And I was right. Bots come flying and crawling in out of nowhere, swarming the city and everyone we've gathered. People panic, running in all directions to get away from the commotion.

And the fight starts. I watch Vision fly away as I deal with some of the bots that headed in my direction, using my telekinesis to rip them apart, feeding into my dream. Suddenly, the ground started to shift, the floor cracking open, splitting the town. I ran inwards, pushing Pietro away from the edge as the city started rising into the air. I took a deep breath, remaining as calm as possible under the circumstances. And with that, the city started its journey up. I gripped onto Pietro, both of us keeping the other steady.

"Do you see? The beauty of it, the inevitability. You rise only to fall. You, Avengers, you are my meteor, my swift and terrible sword and the Earth will crack with the weight of your failure. Purge me from your computers, turn my own flesh against me. It means nothing. When the dust settles, the only thing living in this world will be metal."