"Speech"

'Thought'

"Comms/Phone"

Chapter 1: The Sentry's Final Message!

"It's decided. As of today, Robert Reynolds is not the Sentry anymore."

CLOC floated across from his creator, staring into Reynolds' glowing blue eyes "Are you certain about this, Master?"

"Yes, CLOC. The others don't want to risk me losing control, despite my absolute assurance that control is no longer a serious problem after I fused with the Void. My word clearly lost its value a long time ago." Robert replied as he triple checked his work, naturally wanting to make sure everything goes perfectly.

"It is possible you can convince-" CLOC began suggesting, only to be interrupted harshly by his creator.

"It's not going to work, CLOC! Nothing will convince them! To them, I'm undoubtedly just a violent psychopath merely playing hero!" Robert snapped at the machine angrily, before taking a deep breath to calm himself "I want to remain a hero, CLOC, and if this Earth doesn't desire me, despite everything I've done for them, then I'll be the hero of another one."

"...very well. I shall make the necessary preparations for your final message" the bot relented, floating gently towards the exit as its robotic tendrils flung about behind it.

"Thank you, CLOC."

3 weeks later...

"Have we located him yet?" Tony inquired as Misty Knight, leading agent of the Aberrant Crime Division, promptly handed him a glass of whiskey with a glass of her own in her other hand. Reed had opted for an ordinary glass of water.

"You'd undoubtedly know if we did." Misty replied instantly, taking a seat beside him.

"What's that supposed to mean?" the wealthy playboy spoke, acting as innocent as he could.

"You could easily hack into their systems and find out yourself." Reed answered promptly, not glancing up from the book he had grabbed from Tony's... lacking collection of classic literature. Noticing the duo's bewildered stares, he blinked in realization

"Oh. I... thought you were actually asking."

"Greetings Mr. Stark, Mr. Richards, Ms. Knight."

All of the room's residents jumped as CLOC's image instantly appeared on Tony's TV.

"CLOC?"

"My master has instructed I call you with a list of individuals you're required to gather by the end of today, Mr Stark. The location that you gather these individuals gather at does not matter."

Tony glanced at his phone as the list was uploaded, reading over the names on it. Reed jumped in to prolong the conversation as Misty attempted to track the computer's location "Why does he wish for these people to gather, CLOC?"

"To convey to them his final message as the Sentry. You are naturally included on the list." the robotic assistant responded before the television flashed and its face promptly disappeared.

"Damn it! I almost had him!" Misty bitterly cursed, slapping the couch's armrest

"He was probably feeding you a false location anyway. Bob and Reed did build this thing together." Tony pointed out as he removed himself from the luxurious couch and headed towards the exit.

"Where are you headed off to?" Reed inquired

"To Xavier's, then a couple other places" Tony replied, "Call the rest of the Fantastic Four for me, Reed. They were on the list too"

"On it"