Chapter Sixteen

-Becky's POV-

The greeting goes, let's just say everyone reacted differently.

My dad seemed happy to see me, but still was on edge, like he didn't trust me. Oh well, what could I expect. Thor and Natasha were gone, I felt worried about that. Bruce seemed mad, again, what could expect. Clint seemed like he was happy I was here, but wanted to kill Jet. Steve seemed flat out confused.

"We also brought the twins." I say, not sure what was going to happen.

The twins step out, like they are scared, but know they could escape if needed.

"We left Ultron. He, he wanted to kill everyone. Not just the Avengers." Wanda tries to explain, "He had this cradle."

"The cradle is with us, and Stark wants to make another android." Bruce says.

"You can't!" Jet says, "It's going to turn out just like Ultron."

"No, it won't, this coding is faulty." Dad tries to explain, "And I know that because it will use JARVIS coding."

"You want to kill JARVIS?" I yell out.

I won't let him, not the person (AI) that practically raised me).

"Look, Becky, so many people have died and gotten hurt already. It's our only choice." Tony says, taking a step closer to me.

"Use some other program." I say, tears starting to form.

"There isn't enough time!" Bruce says, "We do this or not."

Soon everyone is arguing, like a little Civil War has formed.

It's just a verbal war until Bruce threatens to kill Pietro, then we all start attacking each other.

The fight goes on until Thor comes.

And pulls a Frankenstein.

"NO!" we all yell out, not knowing how things will work out.

Then something weird happens. A good thing for everyone, but me.

A red android comes out, he seems to recognize Thor as the one who made him come alive.

He even copies his cape.

Everyone is in awe of him, no one really speaks until I do.

"Why do you sound like JARVIS?" I ask.

"I am not he, but he is me." The android (Vision) says, "I can remember some of his memories, but I am not JARVIS. You are Rebbecca Stark, correct?"

"Yes, now, if you are not JARVIS, but sound like him, where is JARVIS?"

"Becky," my dad cuts in, "He is in Vision, JARVIS' coding is in Vision."

"So he's dead." I whisper.

"In a way. Look, we can dwell on this later, we need to go."

"Ten minutes." Steve says, "Everyone suit up."