Sy

Sy was blown back, her head slamming into the wall behind her head. Steve slammed into her legs when he lunged in front of her as he tried to shield her body. There was a high pitched ringing in her ear, and when she first looked up there were yellow and black spots dancing in her eyes. She blinked hard, trying to focus her gaze. As the spots cleared, she saw there was a man-shaped something, radiating power, crouched on top of the destroyed cradle. A yellow stone sat in the center of his forehead, glowing with a familiar power.

Her power.

But it was different, stronger; shattered apart then glued back together and fueled by divine power. Two pantheons fused by the power of the Mind Stone. Unprecedented. Unstable. Dangerous.

And irrevocably, undeniably, hers.

Sy, and the others, stood up slowly, watching to see what the new player would do. It looked around the lab, its gaze moving slowly across each face. In a blur of motion it lunged towards Thor, but the god slammed it away with a massive sweep of his hammer. The red and silver android was thrown through the plate glass lab window overlooking the living room.

"No!" She cried out; not entirely sure who she was yelling at. Thor ignored her and he flew after it. They all raced after him, her, Loki and Steve moving the fastest. With a massive sweep of her wings, she landed carefully behind Thor. She could hear Steve and Loki both jumping down behind her. Yellow flashed in the corner of her eyes again, but this time she knew better than to look for it again. She knew what it was now.

What they made, the being they brought into this world, he, it, whatever, is innocent. Her mother had sent her a sign, and delivered her blessing. The being that had emerged from the cradle was built from Sy's power. She needed to protect it. They'd made for themselves hope. Spun their own piece of chance, and with a roll of the die, they might win. And that was something worth defending.

It was floating silently, staring out the window. One hand rose, as though reaching for something. Sy stopped Steve from raising his shield, as the four of them watched it float in the air. She reached forwards and dug her fingers into Thor's wrist above the hammer. The god didn't acknowledge her in anyways except for the slight loosening of his grip on the weapon's handle. The god set down the weapon, and took a few cautious steps forward.

He, it, whatever, turned around, a darker layer of something growing over his skin. Almost like clothing. The others slowly filtered into the room, Bruce slowly coming to a stop near the stairs and a burst of air signaling that Pietro Maximoff survived his fall through the floor. Clint wasn't too far behind the enhanced Sokovian. Sy let go of the god.

"I'm sorry. That was… odd." A familiar voice came out of the red and silver skinned not a man.

"Thank you." He continued politely, nodding in the vague direction of the two gods. He paused, examining the three of them closely, before a golden cape descended from his shoulders, similarly to the two norsemen, even as the designs on the metal clasps changed to look more Greek. He came floating down to the floor in front of her, startlingly human eyes looking down at her. Sy lifted her chin, meeting the man-thing's gaze steadily. Whatever this being was, whoever it would become, he was hers.

"You helped create that?" Steve growled. Sy didn't need to look to know that the super soldier would be practically vibrating with worry. She was standing too close to a powerful new unknown for her pseudo older brother's comfort. Loki responded with his usual casual indifference.

"Thor and I went on a vision quest. In the vision, we saw a whirlpool that sucks in all hope of life and at its center, was that." He gestured forcefully at the yellow stone in it's forehead.

"What, the gem?" Bruce asked, confused. Sy inhaled sharply as she finally recognized what they had done. What her mother had shown her, what her instincts had guided her to allow be created. The warm pulse of energy that had filled the room before now settled into a low hum in the background. The yellow gem glowed softly. Sy could feel the divine power radiating from the gem they had made from her blood.

The power cell that HYDRA had built using her blood and the mind stones power was now fused with the power of Loki and Thor, and divine inspiration supplied by her mother. Loki continued to answer Bruce, even though the god's focus was directed towards his brother and the android they'd infused with their power.

"No, what it emulates. The Mind Stone, it's one of six Infinity Stones, the greatest powers in the universe. Unparalleled in its destructive capabilities. This stone, it is a mere shadow of the true Mind Stone, and even so it's more powerful than anything you can even imagine."

"Then why would you bring it to life?" Steve asked with a heavy sigh. He didn't even seemed surprised at the insanities the Avengers tended to create around themselves anymore. Just resigned to them.

"Because Stark is right." Thor snapped irritably. It seemed to be a thunder god characteristic to dislike admitting when someone else was right. Especially admitting someone they don't like is right.

"Oh, it's definitely the end times." Bruce muttered. Sy stifled the urge to giggle.

"The Avengers cannot defeat Ultron." Thor said plainly.

"Not alone." It said, stepping forward. Sy felt drawn to it, her power singing so oddly outside of her body. It was amplified by the other two gods, but at the same time is was nothing like anything she'd ever felt before. It wasn't truly divine power anymore, but something else.

"Why does he sound like JARVIS?" Sy asked curiously, stepping forward to continue her intense scrutinization of the man like thing she helped create.

"We… we reconfigured JARVIS's matrix to create something new." Tony said distractedly. The billionaire was utterly transfixed by the android. But Sy also tasted something like grief in his words. She suspected that they'd uploaded JARVIS into the, the… the Vision, expecting to have simply given the AI a body, but instead had made something else entirely. And Tony had just lost his closest confidant.

"I think I've had my fill of new." Steve commented cooly.

"You think I'm a child of Ultron." It, the Vision, stated calmly.

"You're not?" Steve asked skeptically.

"I'm not Ultron. I'm not... JARVIS. If anything, I am a child of hers." He stated nodding towards Sy, but a confused look crossed his face.

"You're a what?!"

"But I am…. I am." He finished, a strange sort of certainty settling across his neutral expression. Sy was still reeling from what he'd said. Child of hers? His power might be hers, and he might be part of something that belonged to her… but that did not make her his mother! That was not what she meant to do when she'd helped them make Vision.

"I looked into your head and saw annihilation." Wanda accused. Her expression was dark, and ever muscle in her body was tense. The witch was prepared for a fight, even one she would lose.

"Look again." It challenged her. Clint scoffed.

"Yeah, her seal of approval means jack to me."

"Their powers, the horrors in our heads. Ultron himself, all came from the Mind Stone." Thor insisted.

"And from our lovely Sy. We mustn't forget that brother." Loki drawled uncaringly, having plopped himself down lazily onto the couch. Thor ignored his brother as he paced the room. Sy glanced outside and noticed the gathering thunderclouds.

"We may not have the stone, but that gem, it's as close to a copy of it as anyone besides a Primordial being could create. With it on our side-"

"Is it? Are you? On our side?" Steve broke in. He looked at the Vision, his expression carefully blank, waiting for It's answer.

"I don't think it's that simple." It mused quietly.

"Well it better get real simple real soon." If Clint has a weapon in his hand, it would be pointed directly at the android. Sy didn't need her gifts to see the irritation and anger in her teammates eyes.

"I am on the side of life. Ultron isn't. He will end it all." Each word is enunciated carefully, as though it, he, was trying to convey more than just the word to each of them. Like every sound and syllable was vital for them to hear and understand.

"Then what is he waiting for?" Sy asked.

"You." He said. Sy knew he was talking to the group as a whole, but he was looking directly at her while he answered. A shiver ran down her spine, almost like someone had just walked over her grave. She had a feeling that this next showdown with Ultron was going to be her last one; for better or for worse.

"Where?" Bruce asked softly. Clint spoke up, pacing worriedly.

"Sokovia. He's got Nat there too." Sy glanced at her friend sharply. When had he gotten in contact with Natasha? And why hadn't he mentioned it earlier?

"If we're wrong about you. If you're the monster that Ultron made you to be…" Bruce trailed off, letting the threat hang in the air.

"What will you do?" He, it, the Vision, asked obliviously. Sy felt something inside her wrench, even as she chose her side. She might feel an unusually powerful bond to it, him, whatever; but if she had to, she would stand with the team. The Vision looked around the group, each expression stony and cold. Understanding dawned on his face. If he was a threat, if he betrayed the group in anyway, they would kill him. The android looked away, and something similar to sadness crossed it's face.

"I don't want to kill Ultron. He's unique. And he's in pain. But that pain will roll over the earth, and so he must be destroyed. Every form he's built, every trace of his presence on the net. We must act now. And not one of us can do it without the others." Vision paused for a moment. Sy could taste the sincerity in his voice. She wholly believed him. He looked down at his red hands, examining them closely as he continued.

"Maybe I am a monster. I don't think I'd know if I were one. I'm not what you are, and not what you intended. But I am not what Ultron intended either. I am something else. There may be no way to make you trust me. But we need to go." He reached down and picked up Thor's hammer, handing it over to the god. The room was frozen in shock as he, it, walked away.

"Right. Umm. Well done." Thor said uncomfortably, clapping Tony on the shoulder, before quickly leaving the room. Loki let out a loud slightly hysterical laugh before following after his brother, green cape billowing out behind him. The trickster god's giggles echoed down the hallway, fading as he and his brother vanished into the depths of the tower. Steve glanced around at the rest of the room.

"Three minutes. Get what you need."