Avengers: Age of Ultron | Saviors | The Twins
Back in Sokovia, there are people bustling about. It's late at night, the sky is clear with beautiful stars and the moon is glowing bright with every detail visible. Wanda and Pietro, the twins from Strucker's experiments, are walking about the city. Wanda received a signal through her mind about someone wanting to meet her here. She brought Pietro along for safety, of course, she always feels safer around him. More safe now that he has super speed. They walk into the old church in the city and see a figure in the chair in the center. No one else is in the building, and the closest pedestrian is a ways away, outside the tall fence they walked through to get in.
Wanda slowly walks closer to the chair, not getting in the figure's personal space, but close enough that she can talk without anyone else hearing her. "Talk. And if you're wasting our time-" Wanda starts. Pietro walks by the side of Wanda, creeping to the wall, because only Wanda was invited here, but what he doesn't know is that the figure wanted both of them. The figure knew that Wanda would bring her brother, humans always bring the thing that makes them feel safe, and it's not like he told her not to bring anyone else.
"Did you know this church is in the exact center of the city?" The figure starts. Wanda and Pietro can't tell who this person is, but it is definitely a man by the voice, but the strange thing is, is that the voice doesn't sound human, almost computerized. "The elders decreed it so that everyone could be equally close to God. I like that. The geometry of belief." Pietro sees that a cloth is draped over the man's head, and his back is facing them. Wanda tilts her head in confusion - she can't read him. Sometimes it takes a while, but not this long. "You're wondering why you can't look inside my head." The figure has read all there is on these two, all of the files that the Hydra base had on them, it's a wonder why they didn't try and escape before. The only reason they are free now is because of those dreadful Avengers - though the team did give him these two.
"Sometimes it's hard," Wanda says, her Sokovian accent coming out thicker than usual. "But sooner, or later, every man shows themselves."
"Oh, I'm sure they do," the figure says, finally standing up and taking the cloth off of his head. It's Ultron. He is much bigger than his introduction into the world. He is probably seven feet tall, and his figure is much more put together than the one that was hanging on by strings and ropes back in the Avengers tower. Wanda and Pietro take a step back in shock, not expecting that - no wonder why Wanda couldn't see in his head. "But you needed something more than a man. That's why you let Stark take the scepter."
"I didn't expect…" Wanda starts, voicing her reaction to Ultron, but she stops herself before she goes further, not wanting to flick the wrong switch in Ultron - he could probably crush her with one swipe. Her powers aren't that advanced yet, and she hasn't had that much training with them either. But Pietro wouldn't let that happen either. "But I saw Stark's fear, knew it would control him, make him self-destruct." She remembers the fear that Stark has, it's one of the ones she remembers most. Him being consumed with grief from the battle of New York - and all the Avengers dying in front of him, with the Chitauri invading Earth. She felt everything he did, and saw everything - it was honestly indescribable.
"Everyone creates the thing they dread," Ultron says, taking slow steps around the church as he talks. "Men of peace create engines of war, invaders create Avengers, people create…smaller people?" What is the word he's looking for…? "Uh…children! I lost the word there. Children. Designed to supplant them, to help them…end."
"Is that why you've come?" Pietro speaks up, taking a small step towards his sister. "To end the Avengers?" He would love it if that was the plan, to finally get their long awaited revenge. Well, the Avengers aren't the problem, one person is in particular, but getting every Avenger in the process would just be the cherry on top.
"I've come to save the world," Ultron says, waving his arms to accentuate his point. "But also…yeah."
Back in the Sokovian Hydra base, Ultron directs the twins to the factory part of the base. There are mini-Ultron's working about - flying, mostly, probably for efficiency.
"We'll move out right away. This is a start, but there's something we need to begin the real work," Ultron says, including them in his plan, but not his whole plan.
"All of these are…" Wanda trails off, scanning the vicinity and staring at all of the Ultron bots.
"Me," Ultron answers simply. "I have what the Avengers never will. Harmony. They're discordant, disconnected. Stark's already got them turning on each other. And when you get inside the rest of their heads…"
"Everyone's plan is not to kill them," Pietro buts in, wanting to put his voice in the conversation.
"And make them martyrs? You need patience. You need to see the big picture," Ultron says.
"I don't see the big picture, I have a little picture," Pietro says, always coming back to this memory, and why they wanted this so much in the first place. "I take it out and look at it every day."
"You lost your parents in the bombings. I've seen the records," Ultron says, just a little bit sympathetic.
"The records are not the picture-"
"Pietro," Wanda says, wanting him to stop before he tells Ultron their entire backstory, because sometimes when Pietro starts talking he can't stop - sometimes she finds it funny, but it is another thing entirely right now.
"No, please," Ultron says, wanting him to continue.
"We were ten years old," Pietro starts, looking down at his sister's sad eyes, probably remembering the entire time, it was horrible. "Having dinner, the four of us. When the first shell hits, two floors below, it makes a hole in the floor. It's big." He makes a hand gesture, making it seem like the hole was as big as an average building. "Our parents go in, and the whole building starts coming apart. I grab her," talking about Wanda. "Roll under the bed and the second shell hits. But, it doesn't go off. It just…sits there in rubble, three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell is painted one word…"
"Stark," Wanda says, her eyes glowing red with anger.
"We were trapped for two days," Pietro says, continuing his story.
"Every effort to save us, every shift in the bricks, I think, 'This will set it off.' We wait for two days for Tony Stark to kill us," Wanda says, anger consuming her body. She's never talked about this before, and now that she has…let's just say it's almost renewing her want for revenge.
"I know what they are," Pietro says with a purse of his lips and a nod of his head.
"I wondered why only you two survived Strucker's experiments. Now, I don't," Ultron says. "We will make it right." The next part he says to Pietro, "You and I can hurt them." Now he talks to Wanda. "But you…" He barely touches her cheek with his left metallic hand, her eyes have tears in them, but she's not letting even one fall, and her eyes are still a little red. "But you…will tear them apart…from the inside."