A/N: Hey guys! So I've noticed some of you are confused on who this story is based off on so I'm gonna help you out. This is a Pietro/OC story, not an Ultron/OC! Sorry for the confusion
"Well, look who's here" Tony said with little enthusiasm.
"I was just seeing how your research was going"
"It's going great, shouldn't you be with your dad?"
"He is talking to Jane Foster"
"And you don't want to say hi to future stepmom?" Tony teased, "Your dad talks about her nonstop, you on the other hand…"
"I did meet her when she was in Asgard, you know"
Tony lifted up his head from his computer, "You don't like her"
"I do like her" Amora sat down on a stool in the lab, "She is just different from the women I have seen"
Tony chuckled, "Sounds like you're scared she's going to replace you. Understandable, I kind of find her a drag myself"
"Because she knows about space just as much as you know about science" Amora raised an eyebrow, "Something tells me that you do not like competition"
Tony made a face at her before he rolled his eyes and turned back to his work. Amora stretched out her legs and looked around the lab as her mind buzzed with its various functions. Bruce, had left to get something to eat and Amora felt like it was a perfect time to slip into the room and see what Tony Stark was up to. She glanced over to the scepter as it glimmered in front of her, showing her that it was safe within the Avengers tower. Amora finally got up and went over to a glassboard and started to type into the screen and looked for dangerous particles on the scepter. She wanted to rule out that the scepter could be capable of global destruction.
Amora glanced over her shoulder to see that Tony was currently ignoring her and not noticing what she was doing. She glanced back to the enhanced technology as her hands started to work on their own to find what she was looking for. Amora smiled to herself as the results came up from what she was looking for but was slightly disappointed. Her father was right, the scepter was not capable of global destruction. Whatever happens in a couple of days, the reason why Midgard ceases to exist didn't come from the baton.
Tony quickly came up to her side, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, no touching, kiddo!"
"I know what I am doing"
"But I don't, never touch a billionaire's toys" Tony scolded.
"And here my father told me that you were the fun one" Amora mumbled.
"Oh, I am the fun one" Tony turned to her, "You will see that for yourself at the party this Saturday"
"You actually want me to attend your gathering?"
Tony nodded before he stopped and turned to point at her, "You're old enough to drink right?"
"I am 641 years old" Amora rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, "What do you think?"
Tony stayed quiet as he thought to himself for a moment, "Yeah… well, I don't know the age limit up there but I hope you passed that mark. I've seen your dad mad and believe me, I don't want to be at the end of his lightning strikes"
Amora smiled, "In that case, you are perfectly safe"
"Great, off you go now"
"But I just got here!"
"Well, I need to work on this joystick before your daddy comes and takes it away"
"You know I can help, right?" Amora took a step toward him, "I have the power of omniscience, anything you want to know, I will know just like-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know but what's the fun in that?"
Amora furrowed her eyebrows, "So you want to fail before achieving whatever it is you want to achieve?"
"Hey, I'm back" Dr. Banner said before he turned to Amora, "Oh, your dad's looking for you. He's saying that he wants you to say hi to Jane"
"Thank you for telling me" Amora mumbled as she turned to the door.
Tony called from behind her, "Say hi to stepmom for me"
"She is not going to be my stepmom!" Amora called over her shoulder as she quickly left the lab before Tony could have something sarcastic to tell her.
Amora walked into the main penthouse of the Avengers' tower where a bunch of people were already underway with the party. She sighed a bit of relief when she noticed other women wearing dresses as well. Amora glanced to herself at a mirror at the black and dark silver dress that ended just above her knees. She was so used to having gowns on but was also curious at how she would look if she dressed as a Midgardian. Amora tore her gaze away from the mirror and decided to mingle with a few people from this planet. She was dying to know what it's like to be living on this Earth and see how different the cultures were from Asgard.
She suddenly stopped and started to twirl around the numerous rings on her fingers as she watched everyone else socialize. Even when she was in Asgard with hundreds of people who knew her, she never really talked to anyone. Being Thor's daughter, people thought of her to be bubbly, social, and outgoing like her younger sister, Rada, but instead the people of Asgard got a gentle, quiet, and reserved princess. Amora rubbed her lips together before she quickly turned and headed over to the bar and placed both of her hands on the counter. For someone who wished things would be different in another world, Amora didn't think about how her personality would still be attached to her just as much as it was in her home planet.
"Amora! There you are" Thor came up beside her, "I was wondering if you were ever going to show up"
"I would never miss a party" Amora turned to her father, "You know that"
"And here I thought that you were going to run to the first Midgardian you saw and demand answers" Thor chuckled.
Amora smiled, "You know, for a father who spent nearly half of my life fighting wars to keep the peace, you sure know what you are talking about"
"That is because when a father comes home from war, he tries to remember as much as he needs to of his two daughters" Thor picked up a drink and handed it to her, "So why the hostility? You know it is perfectly normal to enjoy yourself every once in awhile"
"I am not worried about my mission" Amora turned and looked out at the party, "I am just nervous"
"About what?" Thor questioned.
"I am not the Almighty and Powerful Thor everyone knows about" Amora mumbled.
Thor shrugged, "When I first visited here, they forgot that I existed"
Amora smirked, "You mean, when you were banished?"
"I gotta have some of that" an old man motioned to the drink her father was filling up in both of their drinks.
Thor disagreed, "Oh, no, no, no. See this… This was aged for 1,000 years in the barrels built from the wreck of Grunhel's fleet. It is not meant for mortal men"
"Neither was Omaha Beach, blondie" another retired man said, "Stop trying to scare us. Come on"
Thor glanced over to Amora who only smiled as he turned back to the veterans, "Alright"
"This will be entertaining" Amora mumbled as she brought the drink to her lips.
Hours later, the party was over with only the Avengers' being the only ones in the penthouse. With them being the only ones in the building, Amora felt more at ease as she sat down next to her father massaging her feet. She now knew the mystery behind why every woman on Midgard has once in their life said 'if only the heels were as comfortable as they looked sexy'. Amora straightened up as Clint was arguing with Thor.
"But it's a trick"
"No, no, it's much more than that"
"Ah, whosoever be he worthy shall haveth the power" Clint announced with his best Asgard tone, "Whatever, man! It's a trick"
Thor laughed as he looked over to Amora as she smiled back to him. She loved how they didn't know the reason behind the power of his weapon of choice. Amora took a sip from her drink as she found what Widow had made for her to be quite fruity and enjoyable.
"Please, be my guest" Thor waved out his hand to the hammer.
"Father…"
"Really?"
"Yeah" Thor nodded.
Clint stood up as Rhodes commented, "This is gonna be beautiful"
Stark called to him, "Clint, you've had a tough week. We won't hold it against you if you can't get it up"
Amora let out a giggle as everyone around them started to glance over to see Clint make his way over to the hammer. Amora leaned back a little as she wished she had a cellphone to film all of this to show her little sister back home.
"You know I've seen this before, right?"
Clint bent down to grab the hammer but only grunted as he tried his best to pick the hammer up but it didn't budge.
"I still don't know how you do it!" Clint gave up as he backed away.
"Smell the silent judgement?" Stark teased.
Clint turned to him, "Please, Stark, by all means"
"This is more interesting than that old man getting drunk off our ale" Amora told her father.
"Uh-oh"
"Never one to shrink from an honest challenge" Tony made his way over to the hammer.
"Get after it"
"It's physics"
"Physics" Banner repeated as he watched.
Tony turned to Thor, "Right, so, if I lift it, I then rule Asgard?"
"Yes, of course" Thor answered quickly.
"I will be reinstituting prima nocta" Tony grunted as he tried to lift it but then said, "I'll be right back"
Amora full on laughed as both Rhodes and Stark were using their metal hands to try and lift the hammer as Rhodes turned to his best friend, "Are you even pulling?"
Stark snapped back, "Are you on my team?"
"Just represent! Pull!" Rhodes told him.
"Alright, let's go" Tony strained.
Amora was surprised that Dr. Banner couldn't even pick it up with the Hulk just lingering underneath his skin as she turned to everyone in the room, "Who's next?"
"Go ahead, Steve. No pressure" Tony told the last man in the room.
"Come on, Cap" Clint cheered on.
Amora watched as the hammer slightly picked up. She whipped her head around to see if her father was watching which she was sure of it because of the face he displayed. She thought that it was just a trick with her eyes but seeing Thor's face written in concern almost made her laugh. Amora turned back to the Captain as she silently wished for him to pick it up. Instead, Steve dropped his hands down and smiled as he backed away. Amora sighed as she wondered what would've happened if he had lift the hammer.
Thor laughed, "Nothing"
"And Widow?"
Natasha immediately backed down, "Oh, no, no. That's not a question I need answered"
"All deference to the Man Who Wouldn't Be King, but it's rigged" Stark concluded.
"You bet your ass" Clint told him.
"Steve, he said a bad language word"
"Did you tell everyone about that?"
Stark quickly continued to talk, "The handle's imprinted, right? Like a security code. Whosoever is carrying Thor's fingerprints is, I think, the literal translation"
"Yes" Thor stood up, "It's a very, very interesting theory. I have a simpler one. You're all not worthy"
Everyone in the room started to groan and complain to Thor. Amora couldn't help but roll her eyes at her father's cocky answer. She picked herself up from the couch as she walked over to the bottle of champagne. She giggled at the sound of the men in the room still trying to figure out the hammer as she checked the bottle to see if it still had liquid in it. When she brought it up to the light, she saw something past the bottle that made her slowly place it by her side.
"Father…" Amora said slowly.
A high-pitched tone came from the being slowly coming toward them. Amora slightly grimaced as she took a step back. The being looked almost like a robot from one of Iron Man's suits but more grutesque-like. Amora moved her head to the side as she wanted to analyze the robot but Thor walked in front of her, blocking but also protecting his eldest daughter.
"Worthy" it repeated, "No. How could you be worthy? You're all killers"
"Stark"
"Jarvis"
The robot continued, "I'm sorry, I was asleep. Or I was a-dream"
"Father?" Amora whispered again
"Stay behind me" Thor commanded.
"There was this terrible noise" the robot complained, "And I was tangled in… in… strings. I had to kill the other guy. He was a good guy"
"You killed someone" Steve clarified.
"Wouldn't have been my first call" the robot responded, "But, down in the real world, we're faced with ugly choices"
Thor asked, "Who sent you?"
The robot then started to sound like Tony, "I see a suit of armor around the world"
"Ultron"
"In the flesh. Or, no, not yet. Not this chrysalis. But I'm ready. I'm on a mission"
"What mission?"
"Peace in our time"
The wall behind Ultron suddenly broke apart as more robots came out and started to attack them. Thor swung his hammer and hit one trying to tackle him down to the ground. Amora broke away and grabbed the champagne bottle and broke off the bottom part.
Thor turned to her, "What are you doing?"
Amora ignored her father and grabbed a hold of one of the flying robots and thrust the glass upwards, making it immediately shut down. Thor nodded to his daughter as he turned and used his hammer to fly himself over to the other side of the room.
Amora turned and took a knife and did the same to another robot trying to attack her.
Ultron turned to her, "I have never seen you around before"
"As of right now, I am not disappointed"
"But I am"
"Good" Amora twirled around as a robot tried to attack her from behind but he missed terribly.
"Stark!" Steve yelled from the second floor, "We need to shut them down!"
"One sec. One sec!"
Amora turned and noticed Thor was going to get struck from behind, "Father!"
He immediately ducked as she threw her knife over to the last robot's main wire, making it collapse.
"That was dramatic" Ultron let out, "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 to change it. How is humanity saved if it's not allowed to evolve?"
Ultron picked up one of the robots, "With these? These puppets. There's only one path to peace. The Avengers' extinction"
A hammer was immediately thrust into the robot as it collapsed onto the ground. Amora stared at where Ultron was just a moment ago as she heard only one word repeat over and over in her head: extinction.