"How could the emotions of a monster be valid?"
Anya Romanoff struggled to forget her past and realise she wasn't as bad as she thought. She had always seen herself as the villain, even when everything she did pointed to her being a hero.
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Steve gave me the orders to stay with him, Tony and Thor for some unknown reason. I mean, sure, I could melt the bastard but not much else.
I shrugged following behind them.
"Stark is- he's a sickness," Ultron exclaimed.
"Aw, Junior, you're gonna break your old man's heart," Tony quipped.
"If I have to," Ultron retorted.
"Nobody has to break anything," Thor spoke.
"Clearly, you've never made an omelette," Ultron responded.
"He beat me by one second," Tony told.
"What are you, five?" I asked.
"Yes, this is funny Mr Stark, it's what? Comfortable? Like old times?" Pietro questioned.
"This was never my life," Tony told.
"You two can still walk away from this," Steve informed.
"Oh we will," Wanda reassured.
"Someone ate their Weetabix," I quipped.
"Ah yes, Anya Romanoff, the fire girl with her ledger dripping with red. What's it like having that much blood on your hands, being that much of a monster?" Ultron taunted.
"Hate to point it out but I already knew I was a bit of an asshole, so please, tell me something I don't know or start the fight already," I replied, nonchalantly.
"I know you've suffered," Steve reasoned, ignoring the small exchange that had occurred.
Ultron made a sound of disgust.
"Captain America. God's righteous man. Pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but..." Ultron trailed off.
"I take it back, you're the asshole," I insulted.
"If you believe in peace, then let us keep it," Thor bargained.
"I think you're confusing 'peace' with 'quiet'," Ultron pointed out.
"Uh-huh. What's the vibranium for?" Tony questioned.
"I'm glad you asked that, because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan," Ultron spoke.
"Shit," I exclaimed as a robot came out of nowhere, pinning me down. I cried out in pain as I felt something crack from the impact.
Reaching out an arm, I melted the metal away, ripping out the wiring. I took a deep breath, shoving the robot away and running. I dodged bullets before pulling myself up onto the next level.
I grabbed one of my guns, shooting a man in the knee.
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