(𝟮.𝟭) 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 ➣ {𝕤•𝕨} ❘ [𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 - 𝖊𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

³⁸ 𝙀𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚

"Ultron took you folks out of play to buy himself time," said Fury after he gathered all the Avengers in the kitchen. Y/N was seated on the table across from Nat and was staring at it intently. "My contacts all say he's building something. The amount of vibranium he made off with, I don't think it's just one thing."

"What about Ultron himself?" asked Steve, leaning on the door frame.

"Oh, he's easy to track. He's everywhere. The guy's multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit. It still didn't help us get an angle of any of his plans though."

"Is he still going after the launch codes?" asked Tony, and aimed a dart at the board in front of him from Y/N side. 

"Yes, he is. "But he's not making any headway."

"I cracked the Pentagon's firewall in high school on a dare," Tony boasted to Y/N and Clint.

"Yeah, I contacted our friends at Nexus about that."

"Nexus?" asked Steve.

"It's the world internet hub in Oslo," said Bruce, leaning on the kitchen counter, "Every byte of data flows through there. Fastest access on earth."

"So, what did they say?" asked Clint.

"He's fixated on the missiles," said Fury, "But the codes are constantly being changed."

"By whom?" asked Tony. A dart narrowly missed his face and hit the dartboard. He turned to give a look at Clint who shrugged.

"Parties unknown."

"Do we have an ally?" asked Nat.

"Ultron's got an enemy. That's not the same thing," he clarified, "Still, I'd pay folded money to know who it is."

"I might need to visit Oslo," Tony announced, "Find our unknown."

"Well, this is good times, boss," said Nat, "But I was kinda hoping when I saw you, yo'd have more than that."

"I do," replied Fury, "I have you. Back in the day, I had eyes everywhere," he shot Y/N a warning look as she smirked thinking of a particular event. "Ears everywhere else. You kids had all the techs you could dream up," he walked towards the chair beside Y/N, "Here we all are, back on Earth, with nothing but our wit and our will to save the world. Ultron says the Avengers are the only thing between him and his mission. Whether or not he admits it, his mission is global destruction. All this," he waved his hands around, "Laid in a grave. So stand. Outwit the platinum bastard," he sat down on the chair.

"Keep it low," Y/N mock-whispered, "You don't want Cap to hear you."

"Steve doesn't like that kind of talk," Nat smirked.

"You know what, Dmitri, Romanoff?" Steve raised an eyebrow at them.

"So, what does he want?" asked Fury.

"To become better," Steve told.

Y/N gasped loudly and realization dawned on her, "Oh my god. Oh my god," she scrambled out of her chair and blinked in shock at nothing in particular.

"What?" Fury asked in concern.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" She cursed under her breath and rushed out of the kitchen, leaving everyone to exchange a weird look.

"Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you to watch your language?" Tony yelled at her back, holding back a smirk.

"That's really gonna stick around, isn't it?" Steve closed his eyes in exasperation.

About 10 minutes later, Y/N came barging into the kitchen with a tab that she had got from the Quinjet. She ignored their questions, and swiped through the tab till she reached the recording of Ultron's appearance in the party. She played it and slid the tab to the centre of the table; a hologram projected from it:

"That was dramatic," Ultron commented, "I'm sorry, I know you mean well. You just didn't think 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? With these—"

Y/N stopped the recording and looked around at everyone, "He's going to do exactly what he promised," she panted and clutched her side as stiches started to build up and tighten.

"What do you mean?" Clint frowned.

"Ultron's going to evolve," Bruce announced, holding Lila's drawing in his hand. Y/N snapped her fingers at him in appreciation with a wide grin.

"How?" asked Fury.

"Has anybody been in contact with Dr. Helen Cho?"

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"I'm taking Y/N and Natasha with me," said Clint.

"Ah, the old spy squad together. Alright. Strictly recon. I'll join you as soon as I can," said Tony.

"If Ultron's really building a body—"

"He'll be more powerful than any of us. Maybe all  of us. An android designed by a robot."

"You know," Steve said, "I really miss the days where the weirdest thing science ever created was me."

Fury walked in, " I'll drop Banner off at the Tower. You mind if I borrow Ms. Hill?"

"She's all yours. Apparently."

"What're you gonna do?"

"I don't know. Something dramatic, I hope," said Fury and made towards the door.

"I'm counting on it," Y/N called to his back.

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