Avengers: Infinite Wars

by free man writer

The Clone Wars are in full swing with the galaxy divided. The Jedi lead the clone army against the infinite droid army of the Separatists. Yet a wild card enters the fray. The Avengers. From there, newer, more sinister and deadlier threats emerge and The Galaxy, no, the universe, shall never be the same again. Co-written by Jebest4781 and BulletStormX. Now in Season 4.

47. A Rising Power

So, Mandalorian season 2 was fucking spectacular.

MCU and Star Wars have a shit ton of shows and films to come.

2020 is almost over.

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Avengers Infinite Wars Chapter 47: A Rising Power.

"Are you alright, Matthew?"

Matthew Murdock shifted slightly, inclining his head in the direction of the baritone voice that asked for his wellbeing.

"Fine, Plo." Matt said cordially. "Just rattled is all."

"What is causing this disturbance?" Jedi Master Plo Koon inquired.

The two were currently walking down the halls of the Jedi temple that would lead them to the lower levels of the building.

"Still getting used to being here." Matt admitted, the duo beginning to descend down a set of stairs. "All the noise, the commotion, the voices."

"I see. Just take your time in focusing on filtering everything else out."

"I know, Master Plo." Matt said. "Had that taught to me before. Just a lot more difficult when the entire planet is a city. You hear everything."

The Jedi found himself slightly curious. "What do you hear precisely?"

"The voices, the vehicles… screams and whispers."

"Of… what?"

"I'd like to know myself." Matt said vaguely, the two arriving at their destination.

The Kel-Dor Jedi felt a strange chill down his spine towards the enigmatic manner in which Matt said that final line before the lawyer walked into the room they had come to.

Within the room was a single woman with red hair and green eyes and an extremely bored look which turned into annoyance the moment she laid eyes on Murdock.

"Oh, great, it's you again."

"A pleasure to see you as well, Bo-Katan Kryze."

The woman in question huffed. "Was that full title really necessary? I thought we were well past that point by now."

"It is your name. I'm just being formal."

"Well drop the formalities, Matthew Murdock." Bo shot back. "We've done this a dozen times by now."

"If you insist." Matt said, seating himself in front of her whilst Plo stood outside. "Now, Ms. Kryze, where were we last time?"

"Something about me not talking at all?"

"Yes, thank you for the reminder." Matt said. "Where are we on that?"

She had an amused/annoyed expression on her face.

"Would you like for a repeat of last time?"

"By definition that would be insanity." Matt responded. "I guess you could say I'm testing which of us will fall to said insanity."

"And how is this insanity? What do you even mean by that?"

Matt loosened his tie slightly. "Well, if you wish to know. Back on my home planet of Earth, there was a brilliant scientist that coined the term that Insanity is trying the same method over and over again and expecting a different result."

"And so which one of us is the insane one here, Murdock?"

"That's what I would like to find out."

"Alright then." Bo sighed dramatically. "Let's just get this over with."

Matt simply played along. "Yes. Let's."

The two began a conversation or more it was Matt who carefully coaxed responses out of the woman over a period of time.

The first few times they were curt, terse and to the point. Though that was to be expected.

Eventually…

"You see, Matthew, everyone thinks they're right in the end. Those in power parading themselves around, thinking their self-righteous cause is the one that's best suited for everyone." Bo-Katan said condescendingly. "Your Republic is a prime example."

"I'm not part of the Republic." Matt said flatly. "Since it's pointless to deny my inclusion with them, the Avengers are a neutral party that has assisted the Republic more often than not as we have seen the heinous amount of destruction the CIS is willing to perform."

"And you believe the Republic is a pure and just government?" The Death Watch member shot back with a sneer.

"I am well aware that any and all governments are corrupt in one way shape or form." Daredevil rebuked smoothly. "My associates are very much displeased with the use of the Clones and the overall conduct that the Republic has displayed in the lead up to and during this war."

Bo-Katan leaned back into her chair, arms crossed. "You've been doing your homework, I take it."

"I'm a lawyer." Matt replied plainly. "By default, I have to. Otherwise most of my cases would be based on wild assumptions and accusations."

Bo snorted looking away from the man who held a datapad that was tailor made for him to accommodate for his blindness.

His hands glided over the ever shifting surface of the datapad as he faced the imprisoned Death Watch member with his ruby tinted shades.

"I wouldn't be one so quick to judge and criticize the Republic, Ms. Kryze." Matt went on. "As you've said, I have done my homework."

"Oh?" She said patronizingly. "And what have you learned about us Mandalorians?"

"The Mandalorian Wars was an enlightening read, to say the least." Matt stated, instantly picking up on the manner in which the warrior woman in front of him tensed up. "The atrocities and literal genocides that your people committed have been etched in history in order to make sure that no one would ever forget."

"That was over four thousand years ago." Bo-Katan shot back.

"But it is still very much remembered by those who keep the record books up to date."

"That was a different time." Bo went on. "A time where we were ruled by warrior kings and queens."

"Something that Death Watch appears to return to." Matt said grimly. "More atrocities, more genocides, more war. Tell me, is that truly something every single living being in this galaxy wants? Most of the galaxy more or less despise the current war. How do you think they would feel about the onset of yet another war, this time being instigated by a faction most of the galaxy is all too familiar with in regard to their warring nature."

"It's not that simple and you know it." Bo-Katan hissed.

"I never claimed it to be." The lawyer said calmly. "Just pointing out a few matters."

Matt's enhanced senses picked up on the woman before him began to shift about, displaying a sign that she was… uncomfortable.

"Are you-"

"Can you stop looking at me like that?" Bo-Katan snapped.

Matt blinked, tilting his head at her.

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard me." She retorted. "Stop staring at me like that."

The blind lawyer took a moment to gather himself. "Ms. Kryze, I am sure you know-"

"If you use that blind card trick on me, then you're an even bigger fool than I thought." Bo-Katan quickly cut him off. "I know that you can "see". Just not in the usual way."

His mouth clamped shut momentarily, this time truly staring at the woman in front of him.

There was a moment of tense silence between them both with Bo-Katan pivoting her body wherein she wasn't facing the vigilante crime-fighter whatsoever.

"Does that bother you?" He asked, breaking the silence.

She opted not to respond, remaining defiantly silent.

Sighing to himself, Matt prepared to resume what he intended to speak with her about on the earlier topic of the Republic, the CIS and her position in all this.

"So you join Death Watch." Matt began. "A sect of Mandalorians that wish to return their people to their warrior roots of old, yes?"

Again, she didn't reply.

"A group of Mandalorians that have made their intentions of removing your sister from power blatantly clear." Matt said with a more terse tone. "Not limited to assassination it seems."

"I didn't ask for that." Bo-Katan snapped.

"Well you weren't averse to it considering how many attempts had already been made on Duchess Satine in a short amount of time." Matt pointed out. "I would have figured that you would have at least joined those other factions of Mandalorians over the ones that wish death upon your sister."

"I would never do that."

"And why not?" Matt inquired. "What stopped you from going over to these, what did they call themselves? True Mandalorians was it? What was stopping you from going over to them?"

Bo-Katan gave him the silent treatment again before the blind man detected a growing rise in temperature emanating from her.

"Did you ever consider wanting to join or did this Pre Vizsla forbid you from doing so?"

"I didn't know about them, alright." Bo-Katan admitted sheepishly.

"I see…"

So far, he detected no lie from her.

"But if given the chance…"

"A Mandalorian does not go back on their word." Bo said emphatically.

Matt gave her the flattest look he could muster. "So you're sticking with the group that has such a lovely title that wishes to bring death upon your own family."

Bo-Katan felt her teeth clench with her fists tightening.

This man was really starting to piss her off.

"You were doing what was right for your people and serving your nation, but was that in fact the reality of the situation?"

"Shut up." Bo muttered in a low voice.

Matt was undeterred. "I might be blind, but I can probably see that you were being led astray."

"Shut up." She said again, more loudly this time.

"Throwing your life away where it might turn out to be a total waste. No honor, no glory, no respect."

"SHUT UP!" Bo-Katan yelled out, slamming her fist down on the table.

Matt simply sat there showing no concern or any reaction whatsoever towards her outburst.

"Deny all you want, Ms. Kryze, but you'll need to pull your head out of whatever hole you have it buried in sooner than later."

Bo-Katan glared at the man with a spiteful look.

"You think you're so smart, dontcha?" Bo-Katan said mockingly. "Acting as if you know all the answers."

"I can say I'm quite dumb and idiotic on a number of fields. A couple of friends of mine can attest to that."

Seeing that he was only serving to infuriate her further, Matt cleared his throat and leaned back into his chair with a more relaxed pose now.

"Perhaps, we got off on the wrong foot here."

He didn't need to use his enhanced senses to pick up on the unamused look she directed at him.

"Maybe we can help each other."

"How in the name of Mandalore can we possibly do that?"

"Why not tell me about yourself." Matt said, propping his elbows on the table. "About your life in Mandalore or about being a Mandalorian. Give me your perspective so I may perhaps understand things a bit more clearly."

The redhead before him merely gave out a baffled look.

"What… what is all this?"

"Pardon?"

"You, this, all these visits." Bo-Katan elaborated. "You've been coming here for the past few weeks and we have these discussions and now you want to make it personal? Make me tell my life story? What's your play here?"

"You assume that I have some ulterior motive?"

She scoffed aloud, making her answer very clear.

"Well, I assume you should have at least come to the conclusion that the Republic views you as a prisoner who has vital information on Death Watch."

Bo crossed her arms at that statement.

"Your holdings would have been much harsher had it not been to the relationship Obi-Wan Kenobi has with your sister Satine which allowed you to stay within the Jedi Temple rather than a maximum prison cell here on Coruscant." Matt stated. "That and though you are Death Watch, you didn't make any active moves against the Duchess nor made any threats against her life."

Her form slackened slightly.

"Granted, sooner or later, that information will become out of date as your fellow members will change things accordingly. After all, no one would want to be surprised to know their compromised."

"Oh my God, what happened to allowing me to speak and this whole getting to know one another crap." Bo-Katan said aloud in bewildered frustration.

"You haven't said anything whatsoever."

"You didn't give me a chance to."

"Well here you go then." Matt mirrored her posture, crossing his arms and leaned back against his chair again. "Tell me something about yourself that doesn't have to do with Death Watch or any of that sort."

She opened her mouth to speak before quickly snapping it shut.

Silence permeated the room with Daredevil detecting her now flustered state at being called on her bluff.

"Well?"

"Shut up and I will say what I have to say. Got it?"

"Certainly."

Bo-Katan shook her head momentarily, trying to reign in the urge to throttle the man before her.

"What can-"

"I told you I'll say what I'll say." Bo cut him off. "Just give me a moment, dammit."

From outside of the interrogation room, Plo Koon couldn't help but chuckle under his breath.

Hopefully, things will go better for them now. Even if it's little steps at a time.

-Scene Cut-

Whilst the Man without Fear spoke with the detained Mandalorian, the rest of the Avengers save for two were on Coruscant going about their own business for the time being.

Sam was with Scott and Hope within their own personal quarters of the Jedi Temple, the trio working on their suits while simply conversing with one another to pass the time.

Steve and Rhodey were off-world as of this moment with Obi-wan and Aayla Secura, the quartet having been sent to Mandalore for the time being as the occupational force the Republic had voted on.

The trio were aware that Matt was speaking with Bo, Nat was with Mara and Peter was in the library again.

Pietro on the other hand…

-Senate building-

A door opened to reveal one Senator Riyo Chuchi who let out an exhausted sigh as she walked into her personal office within the Senate building.

It was another day of aimless rambling and arguing within the Senate chambers, the entirety of the session being about the war.

Honestly, she was growing more and more tired of this talk of war but she knew she had no choice on the matter. She was the representative of her people.

She was chosen for this job and she would do her duty.

But Chuchi would be lying to herself if she wanted something or rather someone to help alleviate some of this stress.

*FWISH*

Right on time…

A second later, Riyo found herself swept off her feet by an unseen, too fast to register figure.

Yet, rather than panic like most would, Chuchi laughed aloud with her hands throwing themselves around the neck of one Pietro Maximoff.

"Finally." the Sokovian speedster exclaimed. "I thought you'd never free up."

"Oh hush up." Riyo said coyly, pulling him down to her to meet in a passionate kiss. "I've missed you."

"I know." Pietro said cockily. "I'm just irresistible."

Riyo scoffed aloud but gave him a sultry smile. "And what am I to you?"

"Absolutely irresistible." Pietro said, their foreheads leaning against one another.

Chuchi couldn't help but blush at the look that Maximoff gave off, making her avert her eyes as she felt the heat on her face build up.

"So, what does milady wish for her humble servant to do to whisk her away from this dreary place?" Pietro asked, twirling her around in his arms making her giggle aloud.

"Well if you can take me to a place where I don't have to deal with all the political nonsense here, I would greatly appreciate that."

Pietro scrunched his face up in thought.

"I am not sure as of right now. But~ I think that can be arranged." Pietro said with a waggle of his eyebrows that made Chuchi blush profusely at the subtle implications.

She lightly slapped his shoulder with Pietro only chuckling in response, pecking her on the lips again.

"So what'll it be, M'lady?" Pietro said, spinning the Pontaron Senator in his arms again.

Riyo gave him her best coy and seductive look, trailing her finger over his jawline. "Maybe back at my place?"

Pietro gave her a roguish grin. "Done."

In an instant, a blur went off in her office as the source collected a number of things before zooming out of the building. All the while, a brief fit of giggles could be heard in the wind.

Riyo could hardly imagine anyone else in her position. A senator like her in a relationship with a guy like Pietro. One would consider it to be scandalous since it's with individuals who couldn't come from more different backgrounds.

Back at the Senate building, Padme loudly sneezed.

"Must be coming down with a cold." Said the Naboo senator, grabbing a tissue to blow her nose.

"Mistress Padme, may I get you something to alleviate that?"

"Theedian tea, 3P0." Padme said with an appreciative smile.

With the protocol droid retrieving her desired beverage, Padme looked back at her console as she was continuously working the day away.

On top of the present war against the Separatists, there was now the situation over at Mandalore. Something that often left her up most nights with hardly any sleep.

The Senator let out an exhausted sigh, leaning back in her chair as she rubbed her temples.

She really wished that this bloody war would just end already but she would be foolish if it were to end so quickly.

Turning her chair around, Padme faced out towards the window of her office, gazing out at the cityscape of Coruscant. Her eyes drifted along the many buildings and multiple vehicle lanes of the planet until they rested upon a square-like building with five tall pillars resting atop its structure.

The Jedi Temple.

Subconsciously, her hand rested over her chest, atop a specially made necklace that her husband had made for her.

A part of her hated all this secrecy and the Jedi Code about forming attachments. She wished to be able to freely be with the man that she loved above all else in this galaxy without it being so damnably complicated.

As she continued staring at the Temple, her mind wandered over to the other set of unique individuals that occupied that HQ of the Jedi Order.

The Avengers had certainly made quite the impact in their short time here in the galaxy and Padme had a gut feeling that they were only just getting started.

A moment later, her office door opened and she turned to see that not only had 3P0 returned with her tea, but he was accompanied by her close friends Mon Mothma and Bail Organa.

"Organa? Mon?" Padme said in pleasant confusion. "How are you two?"

"We're well enough, old friend." Bail said with a kind smile. "But as you know…"

"Politics has the tendency of wearing one's energy dry." Mothma finished knowingly, the trio of senators sharing a small laugh.

"There just needs to be a day, perhaps two, where nothing happens at all." Padme remarked.

"That would be an utter miracle unto itself." Organa joked in return. "I can already see more grey hairs each morning."

Padme and Mothma laughed at the Alderaan Senator's self-deprecating humor.

"Much as I enjoy seeing my friends, I must ask, what's the visit for?" Padme inquired curiously. "I figured the two of you would have liked to retire or get some time to rest after today's meetings."

Mothma and Organa shared a look and then turned back to Padme with slightly grim faces.

"To be frank, Padme, there has been something that has been plaguing my mind for some time now." Organa said with a small frown. "A sentiment I share with Mothma."

Padme looked back and forth between them in confusion.

"What is it?"

"A while back, we had met and spoken with Natasha Romanoff of the Avengers, if you recall."

The Naboo Senator nodded.

"Do you remember what she had asked of us about the beginning of the war?"

Padme's lips curled downward as she thought about it for a moment.

A small look of recognition crossed the Naboo senator's visage.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Thanks for reminding me." Padme said as she was handed her desired tea from the protocol droid. "Is there a reason as to why you've brought it up now?"

Mothma looked to Organa who had his arms crossed.

"You recall her asking about where the Clone army had come from, yes?" Organa inquired with Padme nodding. "Well… that has been on my mind for a number of weeks now since that encounter with her. And to be quite frank, this is a topic that has been outright ignored for far longer than it should have."

"The onset and rapid escalation of this war has led us momentarily astray of this matter with everything we've been doing in order to prevent basic civil liberties from being taken away by the Chancellor." Mothma added.

Padme was well aware of this topic, finding herself internally torn with the way the Chancellor had been conducting himself.

He was always kind, patient and willing to listen to any and all parties.

But there were a few actions that he had made in these recent months that were beginning to worry the Naboo Senator.

It felt as though there were a thousand missing pieces in all this war and as it went on, more and more just kept piling up leaving Padme with a very unclear picture as to what they were even fighting for by this point.

"Getting a warrant on the Clone facilities is gonna take time, especially with the war still raging on right now." Organa stated.

"No doubt doing that would also attract unwanted attention that may lead to more unsavory situations." Mothma added.

"And let's not even begin to discuss the matters of the ethical dilemma we face." Organa said, tone dark. "When one takes a moment to think about our army, these Clones were bred outright for the Republic to wage war. A slave army that was produced out of thin air."

"And last I was aware; slavery was made illegal by the Republic thousands of years ago." Padme said, a looming feeling of despair washing over her.

A feeling of dread came over the trio upon realizing just what the Republic had gotten themselves into with this war and their army itself.

The more they thought about it and discussed it, the more things just didn't add up and made less sense.

"We need to uncover the truth behind our army." Organa said after a few minutes of discussion.

"But where do we start?" Padme asked. "You said it yourself, going directly to Kamino with a warrant of investigation would immediately place targets on our backs."

"We need to start somewhere." Mothma said emphatically, eyes drifting up to the window where she saw the Jedi temple off in the distance. "Perhaps asking the Jedi to assist in this investigation. If memory serves, one of their own is stationed on Kamino to oversee the training and developments."

"Yes…" Organa rubbed his chin in thought. "Shaak Ti, I believe here name was."

"We should get into contact with her then." Padme stated.

"And do what exactly?"

"Having this Jedi to look into the systems, if possible, and find any irregularities." Mothma pointed out though Organa shook his head.

"Easier said than done." Bail said. "And that will also lead to further suspicion."

"We're not exactly left with a lot of options, Bail." Mon said with a frown present on her face.

"Then we ask for aid from a third party." Padme spoke up, a glint in her eyes. "People who are only associated with the Republic on a surface level but operate with their own level of autonomy."

It took her two friends and Senators to process what she had just said when it clicked in their minds at once.

"You think the Avengers would be able to fulfill this investigation?" Questioned Mon.

"Natasha was the one who brought this to our attention, intentional or not." Padme pointed out. "She was the one who asked us what we know about the Clones, this war and all that really should have been asked at the start. It shows me that the Avengers had their suspicions from the very beginning."

"Do you think they would be willing to undergo such an endeavor?" Organa asked with a conflicted look. "I would rather not drag them further into this war. They have done much for the Republic already and their goal is to return home. Not be associated in a war that spans the galaxy."

"I know and I don't wish for them to do so." Padme said earnestly. "But looking at it, they are the ones who would be best suited for this sort of task."

"If we do ask them of this, it will have to be discrete and at a location where it won't be entirely noticeable." Mothma said firmly.

"Well then my own villa will work perfectly." Padme said with a small smirk. "I can consider the Avengers friends of mine by this point. If I call up Captain Rogers and Natasha, at least that can be a start."

Organa nodded approvingly with Mothma sharing the sentiment. "Of course. Do it when possible, Padme."

Senator Amidala simply inclined her head towards them both, taking a sip of her tea as her two friends departed from her office.

She turned to the window once more, gazing out at the Jedi Temple where her hopes now lay in uncovering this new undertaking that she and her fellow senators had now placed upon themselves.

Padme was well aware that this was to be a daunting task, especially in the middle of this war.

But it was one that needed to be done.

Her mind drifted over to her friends Natasha and Hope, wondering what the two were up to right now.

The latter was with her boyfriend and friend at the moment.

The former…

Natasha Romanoff, otherwise known as The Black Widow, was currently standing within a communications room with Anakin Skywalker, Kit Fisto, Mace Windu and Grandmaster Yoda.

Communicating with them via holo-transmission was Obi-wan, Aayla Secura, Steve Roger, Rhodey and Commanders Cody and Bly.

"How's the status on Mandalore?" Mace asked straight away.

Steve scoffed with a shake of his head. "Well, since the Republic came here without the consent of the people of this planet, civil unrest, anger and a lot of sour moods are going around so you tell me."

"Captain Rogers, you know this was out of our control." Kit Fisto said diplomatically. "The Senate decided on this matter."

"They are still a neutral planet." Obi-wan admitted with a frown. "This doesn't really make anyone look good whatsoever."

"I fear that this drastic action will only lead to those that are still neutral to align themselves more with the Separatists." Aayla said, voicing her own opinion.

"Not gonna lie, feel dirty being here on the side that's doing the occupation." Rhodey stated with a frank tone.

"You and me both." Said the star-spangled Avenger.

"Any trouble?" Yoda inquired.

"Aside from what we've told you, not much else." Obi-wan admitted. "Though there has been what you would call a mass exodus from the planet."

"An exodus?" Mace said in confusion.

"Ships have been coming in and out of the planet that have been taking people off world." Cody stated.

"By who?" Natasha asked.

"By those that call themselves the True Mandalorians." Commander Bly revealed.

"What?" Mace said in a sharp tone. "And they've just been coming on and off the planet without anyone stopping them?"

"With respect, Master Windu." Aayla said. "Things are tense as is on the planet. Death Watch is the current faction of Mandalorians that the Republic considers a threat. These Protectors as they've called themselves haven't really done anything that would instigate a greater conflict."

"Duchess Satine has her hands full as it is and can't really do a thing towards the Protectors as long as they actually hold the civilian populous' support; which by the way has been growing as of late."

"So while one faction is being watched, another builds its own power." Mace said with a deep frown.

"Enemies, yet to be revealed they are." Yoda said. "Occupational force we may be. To govern the lives and choices of others, we do not."

"The last thing we need is a more organized faction of Mandalorians as enemies." Fisto grimly said aloud.

"Still, the Duchess is getting more and more worried." Kenobi spoke up.

"How is she?" Anakin asked, locking eyes with his former Master.

"Well… she's seen better days." Obi-wan said after a few moments.

"We don't have much else to add." Aayla said. "Everything else that needs to be addressed we've already sent as a data file to be looked over."

"Then that is all that there shall be." Yoda said, lightly tapping his walking stick on the ground. "May the Force be with you."

Varying nods were delivered as the holo-projections blinked out one by one.

With the meeting done, the room's occupants disbursed and went to whatever destination they had in mind.

Along the way, Natasha was walking down a hallway with Skywalker not far behind her.

Seeing him from the corner of his eye, she asked for his opinion on the matter.

"What do make of all this?" Nat asked Anakin who let out an unsure sigh.

"I'm more worried about Obi-wan to be honest."

Widow hummed aloud. "Can't disagree with you there. Him being a Jedi Master and Satine being the leader of her people."

Anakin snorted aloud. "Girlfriend complications."

"Much as he would like to deny it." Nat said with a wry grin, one that was matched by Skywalker.

The duo arrived at a door that opened up to reveal a small room with a plain bed and shelf.

And who was in the room?

"Hey there, Mara." Natasha said with a warm smile, walking over to the young growing red-headed babe that squealed aloud in happiness at the sight of the Avenger.

Holding out her hands to her, the baby's demands were met when she was hefted up into the air and into the arms of Natasha.

The former KGB spy poked Mara's nose, eliciting a laugh out of the babe with Natasha smiling brightly.

Anakin had a small smirk playing on his face when he heard a soft cooing coming from below. He soon felt two small three fingered hands on his ankle and he looked down to see...

"Oh, hey there Grogu. Didn't see ya there." Anakin said, crouching down to the little green baby who was then picked up by the Jedi Knight. "Having fun here with Mara?"

Little Grogu only made a gurgling sound that appeared to indicate yes though baby talk wasn't Anakin's forte.

It had taken a while but they had finally learned of the infant Yoda child's name. In all honesty, they should've gone with one of the more experienced Jedi for the assistance to fully communicate with the little Grogu.

Peter and Scott along with, surprisingly, Hope and Sam were visibly disappointed that they couldn't stick with the name they had chosen for him.

Dylan.

And not just Dylan.

But the manner in which Arnold Schwarzenegger said it in Predator. In that specific accent.

"Thank you Clint, for all those years at your place." Nat said, going over to her bed to sit down whilst having Mara on her lap.

"Hawkeye, right?" Anakin said, gently placing Grogu down next to Natasha. "He has a Wife and kids?"

"Yup, three little monsters running about." Natasha said, lightly tickling Mara who laughed incoherently while clutching Romanoff's hands tightly.

Anakin gazed upon the two babies with a mixed plethora of emotions.

On the one hand, he rather enjoys spending time with these little kids whenever he has in the past.

These children are the future of the Jedi order and will one day be the protectors of the Galaxy when the time will come.

On the other hand…

'Padme.' Anakin internally said to himself.

He didn't know whether or not his secret wife would ever want children but the prospect had never crossed his mind until recently.

In all honesty, the thought of being a father one day was both frightening and delightful: more so the former.

He wanted to experience the same way his mother had when she raised him… minus the slavery. And sand.

That stuff just got everywhere.

It would all be good and all if he weren't a Jedi, making his secret relationship rather hard to fully work with.

Honestly, this damned code was a curse more than it was a guide.

No Emotion?

How was that even possible?

Every living thing in the universe felt something.

When he was taught about the Force, he was instructed to feel it.

How in the galaxy was he and any Jedi for that matter, not supposed to express emotion?

He had just seen the turmoil within his own Master for crying out loud.

Anakin blinked when he felt something press up against his foot again and saw that Grogu had somehow gotten down the bed with relative ease and was now near him once more.

This little guy just got around without anyone seeing how he did it half the time.

"What's wrong?" Anakin asked the baby with him only tilting his head in response.

"Looks to me that he's asking you that question." Natasha said aloud, bouncing Jade in her lap. "What's on your mind, Anakin?"

"Relationships, mostly." He said, withholding much of what he wanted to really say.

"Oh? And what kind would that be?" Nat inquired.

"Just… it's a bit of a complicated topic."

"Anakin, it's relationships." Romanoff said flatly. "There are hardly any that are simple unfortunately and any that are, are a godsend."

"Then… I guess in raising kids." Anakin admitted a moment later. "Wonder what that would be like."

"Probably ask Plo Koon next time you see him. He's the one that found Ahsoka right? Raised your own padawan for a while. He could give you some insight on what he had to do back then."

"Maybe." Anakin murmured.

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Come on Anakin, I know there's more to it than that. Talk to me."

"Steve advised against that when it came to relationships." Anakin quipped.

"That's involving intimate relationships that involve dating." Nat deadpanned. "This is entirely different."

"Right, right." Anakin chuckled to himself.

Nat eyed the Jedi Knight with an analytical gaze.

What he was unaware of was just how a bit too obvious he was at times.

She didn't know about the other Jedi, but Natasha was pretty confident in her belief that Anakin had a little something going on with one Senator from Naboo.

A certain Jane Foster look alike if you would.

In the times that she had seen the two within proximity of each other and when communicating with one another, it was subtle at times. But to the trained eye, one could pick up the looks they directed towards each other. The low key movements and gestures they had to be closer when physically near one another.

In the eyes of Natasha Romanoff, it was clear to see that these two were very much in love with each other. She knew what it looked like after all.

There will be a point in time when whatever they have between each other will come to light. Until then, she won't really say a thing as it's not something she has the right to tell.

All she could do was sit back and watch for the time being.

Elsewhere, within the Jedi Temple…

"Mmmm, this was what I needed." Said a Clone trooper in custom red tinted armor who was eating an earthly delicacy called pizza.

"It's good right?" asked a young teenager with brown hair hanging from a hammock made of webbing.

"It's a good change of pace from the usual rations me and the boys have." The Clone said.

"Here, here." Said another Clone Shock Trooper right next to him.

"Glad you like it." Peter Parker said with a pleased expression, eating a slice of pizza of his own.

It took a while of research, cross referencing and comparisons, but Peter along with the other Avengers were able to find a good amount of food items that matches those from Earth in order to create a slew of meals.

Can't say that they don't appreciate the meals they'd had since coming to this galaxy, but the team often misses the one's from home.

And in Peters case, especially meals made by Aunt May and a few restaurants near their home.

"Hey Commander, don't hog that all to yourself!" Said the Third Clone within the group.

"Commanders privileges, Jek." The Clone Commander said cheekily. "You and Rys always get second compared to me."

"Well what about the two of us then, Commander Thire?" Barriss Offee asked with a kind and teasing voice.

"Aren't you and Ahsoka also Commanders?" Peter asked looking down at the two Padawans.

"So?" Ahsoka said, mouth stuffed with the cheesy goodness.

"So that means it's even between the three of you." Peter said. "And don't worry, Jek. There's plenty more where that came from. I just need to pull some more from the oven."

"Think you can save some for our brothers?" Rys asked. "I know they'd hate to have missed out on this."

"Way ahead of ya."

Ever since the Avengers had begun to introduce more of Earth's foods, games, music and overall entertainment, the Clones and even Jedi had begun to take to like flies to a wall.

The Clones especially had been loving the variety of foods that they had been exposed to, Earth's foods spreading like wildfire between each corps and legion.

By this point, it had become something of a form of currency even amongst Clones as they exchanged treats and meals between each other.

Moral had been boosted over time, even little bits at a time. But each added up over time.

At first, it was small snacks and such that, with the help of Tap, were introduced to the Clone and Jedi.

Now, they had at last some of the more elaborate and intricate foods of Earth.

And by that, mostly delicious greasy junk food.

And it wasn't just the Clones benefiting from these new foods.

The Avengers, wanting to become more reliant here in this galaxy, had begun selling some of the recipes of foods to certain places here on Coruscant.

Thanks to Obi-wan's assistance in the matter, they met his friend Dexter who had opened up a new diner that specifically serves the Earth food that they had.

Needless to say, the bank account they had established thanks to Padme's assistance was growing at an astronomical rate.

Pretty soon, the Avengers want of getting their own place where they could stay at other than the Jedi Temple would become a reality.

And as much as they could accept the offer from the Chancellor of getting a place from him, it just didn't feel right on such a big handout.

"Well, much as I love this, we need to get to our patrols." Thire announced, getting ground out of Jek and Rys.

"Don't worry, I'll bring what's in the oven so you guys can snack on the shuttle."

"Thanks Spidey." Rys said with an appreciative nod.

"Let's go." Thire said, standing up out of his seat.

Gathering up the dishes and trays, Peter went to drop them off into the nearby sink. The two padawans helped him out in cleaning them up before getting the rest of the food from the oven.

The trio of clones and trio of teens eventually arrived at a landing platform in the Jedi temple where a Coruscant Guard shuttle was waiting for them.

"Make some room boys." Peter said as he handed over the food to the clones, who gave their respective thanks.

"Oh, what a surprise." Jek said in false disbelief. "You're coming with us?"

"Yes, yes, this lowly teenager is stooping to the lowly level of a meter maid."

"Hey!"

"Besides, being cooped up in the temple all day was getting to me and I need to stretch my legs." Spider-man said, slipping his mask over his head.

"Appreciate the company." Thire said with a nod.

Ahsoka and Barriss observed all this, the former momentarily hesitating.

"Mind if we come along as well?" Ahsoka spoke up, surprising Barriss and the others.

"What now?" Thire asked.

Ahsoka shrugged. "Master is busy right now with a meeting and Rex is conducting PT with the boys. I've already done most of my duties for today and I guess it wouldn't hurt to help out."

Barriss blinked at her fellow Padawan before she raised hand to her chin in thought.

"Master Luminara has been rather silent today." Barriss muttered. "Perhaps this will be insightful for us both."

"Uh, Commanders, it's just a patrol." Jek said sheepishly.

"Don't let that discourage them." Thire said with a nudge with his elbow. "Remember that time with Grandmaster Yoda?"

Rys snorted. "Good point. You Jedi always do things at your own paces."

"Exactly." Ahsoka said proudly.

"Which is probably why you're lagging behind in training." Peter remarked.

"Yea-HEY!"

Spidey chuckled aloud with Barriss and the Clones joining in while Ahsoka pouted.

"You guys don't have to come with." Peter said after a moment.

Ahsoka then smiled at him. "We know."

"But we chose to." Spoke Barriss.

Peter smiled underneath his mask as the clone's shuttle took off into the air.

"Alright, do be sure to catch up."

Firing off a webline, it soon stuck the shuttle's underside as it zoomed away and into the cityscape. Soon after, he was yanked from his spot and soared in the air.

The two padawans smiled as they rushed towards the nearest speeder bikes. Soon having the engines roared to life, the pair took off into the air in order to follow after the webbed-Avenger and the clones in their patrol of one section of Coruscant for the day.

-Senate Building-

As the Jedi, Clones, Avengers went about their own business and a war raged on above in the stars, one singular man sat within his office deep at work.

Plans were running smoothly, to some degree. Some bumps on the pathway have been made, but ones that can be adjusted accordingly.

However…

A few rather visibly large bumps had occurred in these last few months and they were starting to grow in terms of influence and irritation.

The elderly man who was known to the Galaxy as Chancellor Sheev Palpatine held a visibly deep frown as he turned to the window behind him.

Far off in the distance was the Jedi Temple.

And within said Temple was a dangerous and unpredictable variable that went against many of his future plans for the galaxy.

Since coming here, Palpatine had kept a wary eye upon these individuals, always taking every chance he could to observe them in action and formulating plans against them.

These individuals existed outside the Force, outside what he was familiar with.

Their powers and abilities were both astonishing and frightening, something that didn't sit well in any way shape or form with the Chancellor.

He was still utterly confident in all of his plans to come.

But he'd be a fool if he were to deny the dangerous threat that these Avengers pose to him and the grand plan of the Sith.

Right now, he'd rather not think about that matter.

There was still work to be done, information to distribute to both the Republic and the Confederacy in order to keep this war going.

Returning to his desk from his momentary break, Sheev resumed his work on his console.

That was until it suddenly went out.

Frowning a little, he went to turn it back on but it was not responding at all.

Before long, he decided to call for maintenance to come in to look into the problem.

Like his console, the systems were not working.

Which only left one thing.

"...Not this again…"

He already dealt with the mess Cad Bane had caused, he did not want to deal with another such predicament ever again.

Planned as it may be, it was still a pain to deal with.

Then, Palpatine's expression froze.

He did plan for Cad Bane and his hostage situation.

The Chancellor did not plan for this.

A moment later, a sinister and dark metallic chuckle was heard.

Palpatine whirled about to see if it came from behind or anything close by.

Taking a moment, the Chancellor realized the chuckle could be heard from within the office, causing Sheev to become alarmed. He looked around each corner to see if this intruder was here…

Only to find nothing.

He narrowed his eyes at this, wondering where the source of this came from.

A moment later, the metallic laugh was heard once again, this time being much louder.

Palpatine walked over to the emergency console and pressed down on it.

He assumed that there was a likely chance that it wasn't going to work and it turned out to be true.

"Blast it. What is-"

"Oh it does function properly, but I pulled the plug at this time."

Sheev snapped his head around, wondering how someone snuck into his chamber without knowing.

So that laugh had a voice to it.

It sounded… human… yet also robotic and droid like.

"Who goes there?"

"Chancellor Palpatine…" the voice said mockingly.

Sheev put on a "brave front" looking around his office for the source of the voice. "Who's there? Show yourself!"

"Chancellor Sheev Palpatine… Or should I call you for who you really are."

"What are you talking about?"

"You don't have to play your little game anymore, take a break why don't ya. I know all about you. How… insidious you are."

This momentarily startled Sheev.

What was-?

This… whoever this was, they couldn't possibly know that…

Palpatine shook his head, trying to play it off.

"Like I've said before I-"

"Oh knock it off, Palpy. I clearly know of your secrets." The Metallic voice mocked. "Every single one. And quite frankly, I find it rather amusing with you playing both sides of the board on your grand scheme. But sooner or later, someone's gonna find out… just like I have."

"I don't know who you think you are." Palpatine said, putting up the face of his Chancellor facade. "But it's best you-"

"Tell me something, Darth Sidious." Palpatine froze on the spot. "Do you Sith Lords blatantly choose names that make you sound evil or is it just tradition by this point?" The Metallic voice asked condescendingly. "Quite frankly, you guys are gonna lose all your creativity at some point and come up with something outright stupid."

Palpatine stared up at the ceiling, face morphing into that of a deep and evil scowl.

Eyes started to bleed into a sickening sulfur yellow as the dark side of the Force for a brief moment before they reverted back to normal.

"Oh, you think the Force frightens me? It can't really hurt the likes of me."

"You test my patience." The Dark Lord of the Sith said, voice dropping an octave into a deeper growl. "Reveal yourself to me."

"I'm here, yet I'm not. I'm everywhere, yet nowhere. I'm within arm's reach but couldn't be further from your grasp."

"I am not in the mood for these frivolous games." his eyes converted into his true sickly yellowish-red Sith eyes now.

"Oh please~ You were playing your games, why can't I play mine? Even for a smidgen of time."

"Who… are you?" Palpatine asked carefully.

From the holo-projector in his office, it flared to life and showed an enlarged droid. Larger than General Grievous and could arguably be more menacing in appearance.

"Hello, hello there. Glad to make your acquaintance, face to face as it were."

"A droid?" Palpatine scoffed.

The droid let out an amused laugh. "A droid? Please, I'm nothing like those mass produced fools you call a droid army. AI, if you will. Ultron to you."

"Ultron?"

"You need to learn to make your communications a bit more private." the AI said with a wave of his hands, the lights in the office turning back on. "Then again, they won't serve much of a defense when it comes to what I can do."

"Who are you really?" Palpatine inquired, slowly seating himself in his chair with his Sith yellow eyes gazing at the holo projection of the large metal being before him. "Why reveal yourself in such a manner?"

"Call it a design flaw." Ultron said conversationally. "When I was made, I was made with the unfortunate side effect of being a bit of a showboat. Then again, that's what you get when you're created by a narcissistic playboy, billionaire."

For once in a very long time, Palpatine adopted a genuine baffled, confused look on his face upon hearing that.

"What are you playing at?" Sidious asked snappily. "What is the point to all this?"

"You think that you're the only player on the board. Well, I grow tired of seeing it just being you playing it. So I decided to jump right in and have some fun."

"Excuse me?"

"I just wanted to let you know, as a courtesy from one megalomaniac to another." Ultron's holo-body leaned forward with a sinister smile appearing on his metallic face. "Enjoy the show."

When the holo-projection flickered out, a series of massive explosions went out throughout the city.

Snapping his head towards his window, Palpatine rushed over and saw a number of buildings toppling down with more explosions going off one by one.

Moments later, small humanoid droids began flying out from practically everywhere with them beginning to reign complete and utter terror across Coruscant.

Darth Sidious's eyes widened in complete and utter shock at what he was witnessing.

In less than a few seconds, Coruscant had become a battleground with the Republic facing an unknown enemy.

Something which he had no control and influence over.

-Earlier-

"Are you alright there?" asked a lone Clone Trooper towards a droid that appeared to be falling apart.

"Yes… I am."

The Clone couldn't help but recoil slightly.

That voice sounded… a bit too alive. Not as mechanical as most droids were.

"Shouldn't you go to a repair center?" The Clone asked.

The droid shook its head. "Not now… at this time."

"Is there something you need?"

"Yes, I do."

It was done in an instant. From its arm, a massive jolt shot out and electrocuted the clone trooper. His mouth was soon covered by a metallic hand in order to silence him. Moments after, the trooper collapsed in its arms.

Dragging the trooper to a secluded corner which won't be found for the time being, the crumbling droid began to make its way towards its destination.

Arriving there, the droid was met with two and shockingly, only two Clone Shock Troopers standing at the base of the staircase entrance that led up to the Jedi Temple.

They both turned to face the droid that was limping its way toward them with the two sharing a look with each other.

"Oi." the one on the left went to approach the droid. "What are you-GAGKH!"

In an instant, the droid's damaged arm shot up to grab the clone by the neck with the other arm morphing into a cannon that shot and killed the other clone.

The droid let out a menacing chuckle, casually beginning to walk forward and up the steps of the Jedi Temple.

Dangling from the grasp of its right arm, the lone Clone Trooper was now struggling to free himself from this mad droid. He had tried punching and thrashing in vain and when he went for his blaster, he was slammed down to the ground with his weapon falling away from him.

The Clone was now dazed yet still conscious as he felt the droid complete its trek up the steps, now standing at the entrance of the Jedi Temple.

Soon enough, the Droid had somehow entered into the Jedi Temple without being stopped but was now met with the sight of confused, stunned and tense Jedi that were now stopping it from going any further.

They had gazed upon the droid and then down to the Clone in its hand with many now igniting their lightsabers and glaring at the droid.

"I would advise you to drop the Trooper." The baritone voice of Jedi Master Plo Koon said, wielding his azure blade.

Next to him was Matt Murdock who was tense as he had faced the droid.

He had already pressed on his Avengers ID card in his suit and his enhanced hearing had picked up the telltale sound of metallic wings and thrusters far off in the distance of the temple.

The droid's head looked around, seeing it was now surrounded by Jedi with other Clones being present as well.

Good.

He liked having a full audience.

"So kind of you all to come here for little old me." The Droids' voice was amused and taunting the gathered crowd.

"Who are you? Who sent you?" the Jedi Master of Luminara Unduli said aloud, brandishing her emerald blade in his direction.

"No one sent me, but myself, Master Unduli."

A moment later, Falcon arrived on the scene with Ant-man and Wasp in tow.

"Is something wrong?" Asked Sam.

"It can't be because of him, right?" Scott questioned.

"Scott, the Clone in his hand." Hope said exasperatedly.

"Oh… HEY! Let him go! The hell's your deal?!"

The Droid chuckled aloud, the genuine emotion coming from the metallic form being off putting to most assembled here.

"Oh, this is wonderful." The droid said gleefully. "For a thousand years now, you all have rested comfortably in your cradle of power. Believing you and your people were safe and protected. You have all been entrusted by the Republic. But you have been deceived. Not realizing that you all have been being manipulated from the shadows. Being pulled… by strings…"

"Strings?"

"Look at these…" The Droid said, holding up the Clone in his hand now actively choking him. "These puppets."

There was a sickening crack heard from the sound of the Clones neck being snapped by the droid's hand with the clone being tossed away as if he were garbage.

"Puppets that would turn on their companions with a simple order."

"You're going to pay for that." Sam Wilson said fiercely.

A moment later, the droid tilted its head in the direction of the arrival of Black Widow. Next to her was Anakin Skywalker with his Lightsaber ignited.

The droid let out a malevolent chuckle with Natasha stopping dead in her tracks.

"Ah~ Natasha Romanoff, good to see you again."

"You know her?"

"She and her pals have history with me… from their little tower… the African coast… Seoul… Sokovia."

"No…" Natasha's face paled, momentarily stepping back in shock. "No, we stopped you. Vision took you out!"

"Ah, yes." the droid's demeanor fell. "My Vision. What you all took away from me in the end."

Though the droid's face was expressionless, the glowing blue eyes that it had shifted into that of a blood red visage.

Coming down from outside, a clone shuttle was hurtling down from the sky at drastic speeds.

"Soon enough, if you keep playing in his hands, the Republic shall fall." The droid said, unbothered by the coming shuttle behind him. "But the better question is, who will it fall too?"

A moment later, the shuttle crashed into the gates of the Jedi Temple, screeching to a halt mere inches from the droid's backside.

"You had thought I was gone. But now… I have returned."

From the sides of the shuttle, the doors were blasted open with a slew of droids flying out.

Only these weren't ordinary droids.

No, these were droids that Natasha was all too familiar with.

These were Drones.

Drones that belonged to one individual in particular.

"Ultron." Natasha whispered out in dread as the Jedi, Clones and Avengers nearby rushed forward into battle.

A moment later, explosions were heard off in the distance followed by screams and the comms from every channel being overwhelmed with pleas and cries of help and agony.

"Have fun with my presents."

In an instant, the possessed droid was shot down as the firefight quickly commenced in the temple's main hall.

The Drones flew forward, engaging the Jedi and Clones with the Avengers fighting their way through them all to get to the front of the temple.

Anakin had joined them and the group stood out at the front of the Jedi temple, eyes wide in stunned horror and disbelief at the sight of a burning Coruscant.

Before them, buildings were either on fire, erupting into flames or outright crumbling.

Speeders, shuttles and ships of all sizes were flying away at top speeds with some being shot down or swarmed by the seemingly endless swarm of droids and drones.

In a mere few minutes, chaos had descended upon the Capital of the Republic.

They had even heard comms coming from the Republic fleet above of what appeared to be a ragtag fleet of ships jumping out of hyperspace that was a collection of Republic, Confederate and independently made starships now attacking the planetary defense fleet.

"Oh my God." Natasha said in abject terror. "Oh my God!"

"Nat, what's happening?" Hope asked aloud in shock. "Who's attacking us?!"

"Ultron." Nat said, still not believing what she was saying right now.

"Ultron?" The other Avengers save for Matt repeated in shock.

"But I thought you guys took him out already?!" Scott asked.

"Wait, how is he even here?" Anakin asked, having heard of this Ultron in passing by Steve several times now.

"That's a good question." Hope said grimly. "One we'll have to find out for later."

"She's right." Matt said, his Daredevil suit forming around him with his electrified billy clubs. "Right now, we need to get everyone back from their missions immediately."

"Don't have to tell us twice." Performing a roundhouse kick on a nearby drone, Scott pulled out his Avenger's ID card and quickly sent out a distress signal of an omega-level threat.

Something which he never thought to ever enact.

"Calling all Avengers! Calling all Avengers! We've got a huge problem on our hands." Ant-man quickly shrunk in order to avoid a repulsor blast. "Get your asses back to Coruscant pronto! This is not a drill! I repeat, this is not a drill!"

"Don't think they'll be able to meet up with us in time." Hope said in dread, seeing the destruction going on all around the city now.

Pietro and Peter may be here on the planet but Steve and Rhodey were in an entirely different system close to the Outer Rim of the galaxy.

Who knows what day Cap and War Machine would get here but right now, they had to make do with the group that they had.

From another part of the temple, Mace Windu, Yoda and several other Jedi knights and masters were cleaving through a number of Ultron Drones in order to protect the younglings.

They had cleared the surrounding Drones momentarily, Yoda directing them to head to safety inside the Temple.

More Drones made their way to attack the younglings, yet the Jedi Master T'ra Saa along with Master Tholme and K'Kruhk repelled the drones with a unified Force Push.

"Come little ones." The Netti Jedi said, ushering the children to the safer areas of the temple. "Quickly now. Follow me."

Masters Yoda and Windu ran through the halls, being joined by Kit Fisto and Mundi.

They soon passed by a broken wall and witnessed the carnage happening in the city.

"The city is under attack!" Windu said.

"Defend the city, we must!" Yoda declared. "All Jedi to arms. Keep those that can stay to keep the Younglings safe. The rest, fight they must."

Not since the Old Republic had Coruscant been attacked with such veracity. Yet it seemed history loved to repeat itself in some shape or form.

-Scene Cut-

"Holy shit!" Peter exclaimed, webbing up a number of Ultron drones into a makeshift wrecking ball that he used to swing at full might at another cluster.

"Go!" Ahsoka yelled out to a large contingent of civilians behind her that she along with Barriss, Peter, Thire, Jek, Rys and a number of other Clones and Coruscant Senate Guards had been protecting.

Pandemonium reigned around them with the seemingly endless number of Drones just appearing out of anywhere and everywhere one would turn to look.

"Damned Clankers!" Jek exclaimed. "Where in the hell did these bastards all come from?!"

"These aren't Separatist droids." Thire noted, using his blaster momentarily to bash in the head of a drone before going back to shooting at them.

"Then what are they?" Barriss asked, force pushing several drones away from a fleeing family.

Less than a moment later, a silvery-blue blur began running around them.

Drones burst into thousands of pieces as some were hurtled away and shattered upon impact of any hard surface they were thrown at.

A moment later, several more streaks of silver and blue passed by and all around the area before the source of this unseen force.

The Clones momentarily paused in their blaster fire as a young man in his mid to late twenties screeched to a halt in front of them with the head of a drone that he used as high speed baseball.

The man threw the head into another drone, the high speed projectile denting the drone and shattering it a second later.

Dusting his hands of the leftover pieces of metal, he turned to the slightly stunned and relieved clones.

"Hi Pietro. Good to see you join the party." Peter said boisterously.

"Sorry I'm late." Spoke the Sokovian. "I had to help get a number of civilians to the shelters."

"Don't worry about it. You're here now." the Web-head stated.

Pietro gave an appreciative nod before looking back out at the ensuing chaos.

"What's going on, Pietro?" Ahsoka asked. "Are we under attack by the Separatists?"

"We would have known or at least had an idea of that." Commander Thire interjected.

"No, you're right." Quicksilver's voice was grim to a point that it greatly disturbed Peter and to a lesser degree, Ahsoka, Barriss and several of the Clones that he had worked with several times before.

To hear the usually laid back and cocky speedster displaying such a grave state was greatly off putting.

"Pietro, what's-"

"It's Ultron."

"I'm sorry who?" Spoke one of the clones.

Peter however paused in thought with his white lenses widening in realization.

"Ultron? You mean that Ultron?"

"Is there any other?" Pietro dryly quipped.

Ahsoka and Barriss looked at one another in confusion with the latter speaking up. "Peter, do you know who he's talking about?"

"Oh I most certainly know. He was practically over the news for a while after what the guy did back home."

"Wait, back home?" Barriss asked quickly.

"You mean Earth?" Ahsoka asked in surprise.

"What'd he do?" Commander Thire asked.

"Let's see, he practically raided the Avengers tower, got MY sister to have Hulk smash up some part of Africa, wrecked a few areas of Seoul." Pietro quickly rattled off. "And most of all, got the entirety of my hometown and converted into a pseudo-meteor that would've wiped out all life on our planet."

"Huh?" Was the collective response.

"He… he wouldn't do that again would he?" Peter asked nervously.

"Wait, you're serious?!" Ahsoka said in disbelief. "How'd he do that?!"

"Not the time." Pietro waved off. "Ultron's attacking and we gotta take him out."

Without another word, Pietro dashed off at high speeds leaving a trail of scrapped metal in his wake.

Commander Thire shook his head after several moments, barking at his troops. "You heard the man."

"And what should we do about that?"

"What do ya think? Blast these droids out of the sky and protect the civilians." Thire ordered. "Get Gunships in the air, hell, anything and everything you can get. Jek, Rys, take the fortieth battalion and begin getting the troops out and about. Get as many civilians as you can to safety. The rest of you are with me. We're to scrap any and every one of these clankers as we can."

While Thire was relaying orders through whatever comms he can reach through, Peter had to assist his two Padawan friends. Webbing up a few Ultron drones, he swung them towards the Force users who cleaved them in half. They soon Force pushed them away to collide onto a couple enemies flying their way.

"We need to find the others." Peter said. "I just got a call from my ID card from Scott. This is happening all over Coruscant!"

The two Jedi Padawan's expressions paled.

"You're kidding right?" Ahsoka whispered.

"Does it look like I'm kidding?" Peter uncharacteristically snapped, making the two recoil slightly. "I… I'm sorry. It's just-"

"We understand, Peter." Barriss said softly.

"Commanders."

The trio of teens turned back to Thire.

"We need to get moving."

"Right you are, Commander Thire." Barriss said with a nod.

The large group of clones, two Jedi and one Avenger quickly went into action, dispersing across the planet as fast as they were able to whilst chaos reigned all around.

Blaring over all emergency channels and frequencies, the same message was being broadcasted for all civilians to reach the shelters in a timely manner.

Of course this was heavily ignored with how chaotic the surroundings were and they were hardly being focused on.

Jedi, Clones and the small group of Avengers were spotted all across Coruscant as the battle raged down on the ground…

And high above in the orbit above the planet.

The Republic fleet stationed around the planet was met with nearly a hundred ships that had no coordination or plan of attack other than pandemonium.

The Venators held strong for the most part with their starfighters being sent out in droves to counter the growing number of ships that kept appearing out of Hyperspace.

And they were an odd collection to say the least.

Judiciary ships, old hammerheads, damaged acclimators and Venators, stolen and rebranded Confederacy starships were all mixed in with this sudden attack.

Admiral Yularen of the Republic was yelling out orders left and right as he tried to make sense of all this.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that this wasn't a CIS attack.

This would be too dangerous and suicidal, even for their nearly limitless number of droids.

That on top of the Separatist symbols being erased from the Confederacy ships, the same being done to the Republic ships.

So that begged the question, who in the blazes was attacking them right now?!

Yularen stood on the bridge of his Venator with a panicked look in his eyes while keeping a composed visage.

Now wasn't the time to show such weakness.

He needed to remain strong and keep things under control.

"What's the status on the surface?"

"Activity all over, sir. Distress signals are being sent out, practically recalling many fleets across the galaxy to help out."

"What?" Yularen said in surprise. "But they just invaded here and now."

"I know sir, but there's fighting on the ground too it seems. The entire planet is under attack."

This got Yularen to step back in shock. "How could this have happened?"

"Wish I knew sir. This could've been planned for weeks, months even."

"The Separatists must've been bolder than we would've thought to pull this off." a Clone muttered aloud.

Yularen shook his head. "It's not them, given the ship models I'm seeing from the windows."

"Then… who would possibly dare to attack the capital of the Republic, sir?" Another Clone pilot said in stunned silence.

"Who indeed." Yularen muttered. "Regardless, I want every Starfighter out there. We need to repel this invasion with everything we have."

"Right away, sir."

As dozens to now, hundreds, if not thousands of Republic starfighters were launched enmass on the oncoming tide of enemy ships, down below the battle raged on.

Multiple forces of Clones and Coruscant guards were being organized and sent out as rapidly as possible to counter this sudden attack.

Captain Rex of the 501st Legion was currently leading his men towards battle along several other detachments of Clone legions and battalions that were stationed on the planet.

The 104th Wolfpack Battalion led by Commander Wolffe.

The purple marked legion of the 187th with the newly transferred Commander Ponds.

Commander Gree and his 41st legion.

Bacara of the Galactic Marines.

Commander Fox and Thorn of the Coruscant Guard.

And leading them all while coordinating the defense of the planet was a Clone Trooper of renowned fame within the ranks of the Clones themselves.

The only other Clone other than Captain Rex to receive the fabled Jaig-eyes over his helmet to signify exemplary courage and tenacity.

He had red markings on his armor but unlike the Coruscant Shock Trooper guard, this pattern was noticeably different from the rest.

That coupled with the shoulder pauldron, Arc "skirt" and overall equipment, to the eyes of the Clones this trooper was one of the most recognizable Clones in the Grand Army of the Republic.

The Advanced Recon Commando 77.

Otherwise known as Captain Fordo.

"Bacara, Thorn, take your troops up to section 10 and distribute the troops to reinforce the north flank. Gree, Ponds, the right flank. Rex, Fox, Bacara, you're with me." Fordo shouted out, all the while shooting down multiple Drones and Droids.

The clones dispersed to their assigned sections, fighting against a near endless tide of these enemies.

"Dang Farrick, where the hell are all these bastards coming from?!" Bacara yelled out, grabbing one of these new enemies with his bare hands and began to literally bash its head down into the ground repeatedly until it shattered.

"Doesn't matter." Fordo said, going into a jumping knee that popped the head of the droid he was fighting. As he fell to the ground, he shot at a cluster of droids taking out several of them with the rest being destroyed by the assembled Clones.

"Where's the Jedi?" Fives asked aloud as he and Domino squad were working in tandem with the rest of their brothers.

"Where aren't they?" Fordo asked, eyeing up ahead.

The Clones all saw at least a dozen Jedi all with their lightsabers ignited, slicing and slashing through the horde of droids. They were fighting at one of the bottom staircases of the Jedi temple and up ahead there were sights of other Jedi fighting all over the temple with other clones in tow.

Among the group of Jedi before them was Council Member Depa Billaba, who appeared to be leading the Jedi as well as her own vanguard of Clones.

They all were giving it their all in order to protect the surrounding areas and liberating the droid invasion.

Unfortunately, a few of the inexperienced Jedi in the area were quickly shot down or blasted away and fell to the ground.

Others were swarmed abruptly, desperately swinging their lightsabers in a vain attempt of getting these droids off of them.

"Stay back." Depa yelled out, managing to save two of the struggling Jedi. "Be on the defensive. Keep these droids away from civilians. Commander Grey, Commander Styles, reinforce our right flank."

"Yes general." Grey nodded, nodding his head towards his fellow Commander and the duo with a contingent of Clones ran off.

"General."

The Jedi Master turned to see the oncoming large swath of Clone Troopers running to reinforce them.

"Captain Rex, Fordo, Bacara, Fox." Depa rattled off with a pleased smile. "You came at the right time."

"Where do you need us to go, General?" Fordo asked straight away.

"There are several key points we need to reinforce if we are to get the temple in full defensive working order." Billaba stated, deflecting a strange energy blast back at its sender. These were not like the usual blaster bolts she was used to deflecting. "Fordo, I want you, Rex and Bacara to keep our left flank from falling. Commander Fox see what you can do with the Troops here and get this section secure. We shall provide assistance."

"Sir, yes Sir!" The Clones all yelled out.

As this went on, within the Jedi temple, they had managed to repel the initial assault led by Ultron with the commandeered LAAT gunship and were now scrambling to either secure the temple's defenses, leading the Troops to the defense of Coruscant or getting into the air.

The main priority within the temple was to secure the library, the younglings, the archives and anything else of greater value of the temple.

The rest of the Jedi had their lightsabers out and were fighting with a great degree of ferocity due to such a blatant attack on their sacred ground.

Currently, Jedi Master Windu was making his way into the hangar of the Jedi Temple, he was soon approached by Saesee Tiin.

"Master Windu, enemy starships continue to spill out of hyperspace. Our forces are holding, but… they need help."

Mace merely narrowed his eyes as he was approaching his starfighter.

"Get up there and take command."

Once jumping into their respective space crafts, Mace spoke to his fellow Jedi Master.

"May the Force be with you."

"And you." Saesee Tin said firmly as the hatches closed over them.

The two starfighters lifted up into the air and behind them, multiple V-19's, Arc-Wings and Y-wing bombers followed after them.

As they flew out into the air, the large group split in two.

One led by Master Windu to the defense of the city.

And the rest by Master Tiin to bolster the fleet's forces.

Windu began firing at multiple drones that were flying about along with the litany of mixed starfighters that were entering the planet's atmosphere.

The Jedi Master flew around at top speeds with his squadron either following after him, being swarmed and destroyed or breaking off to pursue other targets.

It was madness all around them.

Out of the corner of his eye, Windu spotted the Senate building being attacked.

"Cosmo, do you copy?" Mace said into his comms.

"Yes sir."

"Take Red and Eagle squadron and reinforce the senate building." Windu ordered. "Get LAAT gunships and get more troops in.

"Right away."

A couple dozen fighters broke off from Windu's group and flew directly towards the senate building.

Just as he had given out the order, Mace's own ship was struck with his right wing lighting on fire.

"General Windu!" One of the Clone Pilots yelled out in concern.

"Don't worry about me, Riz." Windu said aloud. "Focus on the battle. I'll be alright."

Eventually fighting the controls, he was able to regain his ship for the time being as he maneuvered around to shoot down a number of enemy forces.

Unfortunately, he soon crashed into a streaming battalion of them.

When he started to whirl around rather violently, he injected himself from his ship and dived towards one of the enemy fighters.

Landing on it, he stabilized his balance before jabbing his fist through the fighter's hull. Grabbing a fistful of wires, he channeled the Force through it in hopes of gaining control of it for the time being.

From one clone fighter, one of the gunners was firing away at the surrounding enemies.

"We got three on our tail. No, wait, four."

"Take 'em out." Called out the pilot.

The gunner complied, but as he fired upon them, he noticed something was off.

"One of them isn't acting like the others." Said the gunner. "Wait a second, is someone riding that-"

The enemy fighter sailed nearby and with a flash of purple, a number of airborne drones were cleaved away. Soon enough, it flew in close to the clone fighter.

"It's General Windu!"

The Jedi gazed at the pilot and pointed ahead with the Clone nodding and gunning his Arc-wing forward whilst Windu broke off.

Down below, within another section of Coruscant, Anakin was fighting like a man possessed, having linked up with his second-in-command Rex and his legion with masters Plo Koon and Quinlan Vos having joined him.

Commanders Wolffe and Bacara were also fighting alongside them with their own battalions.

Up above, Falcon and Wasp were battling high in the air in order to keep pressure off of the ground forces as the drones were coming in from all sides.

Widow was fighting with Masters Luminara and Ima-Gun-Di

Daredevil was bashing away with his electrified bo staff, courtesy of his suit upgrades from Stark, fighting with Commander Gree of the 41st Legion.

And Scott…

"Ok." He muttered to himself in his shrunken down form as he punted a drones head off. "Can't do what I did last time. So I'll go for half."

Looking at his wrist pad, Ant-man made his adjustments and held his left hand up.

"Everyone!" He yelled into the comms for all to hear. "Steer clear!"

Pressing down on the left hand button.

Ant-man instantly grew to his giant form and in the process destroyed a few dozen droids in his growth.

"Let's do this!" Scott said aloud, his voice booming across the area as he proceeded to swing his arm in a large arch that swatted away another few dozen drones.

The clones all whooped and cheered aloud at the sight of the oversized Avenger whilst the Jedi let out a moment's breath of relief.

Ant-man's literal growth gave them a momentary breather as the Drones now turned their attention to the Giant hero who was taking them out in droves.

"Not as big as the time he went against the Zillo Beast and on Geonosis, but he'll do well so far." Wasp commented, her stingers shooting at the Ultron drones every second of the battle.

The pint-sized hero flew down below, landing atop Rex's shoulder.

"Hey Captain Rex." Hope said, catching the Captains attention.

"Ma'am?"

"Prime a grenade, I have an idea." Hope said, raising her wrist.

With a nod, trusting the Avengers idea without even asking, Rex pulled out a detonator and with her gesture threw it at another oncoming cluster of drones.

Aiming her wrist, she shot a small disk that hit the detonator which made it expand to the size of a car.

"HOLY-"

*KABOOOOOOOM*

When the dust settled, a massive crater was formed with various drone parts falling from the sky. A large number had been blown back and were trying to recover but were soon blasted away from Republic fire.

Slowly overcoming his shock, Rex could only speak what quickly came to mind.

"Huh… So that's what it must've been like on Naboo."

"Focus, please!" Wasp said.

"Right, right, sorry." Rex said, getting several more grenades ready.

Elsewhere, Grand Master Yoda stood atop a large debris of metal while facing an oncoming tidal wave of Drones.

Standing before them with an unflinching gaze, Yoda called upon the Force to assist him and allowed it to flow through every cell of his being.

Slowly inhaling, the little Jedi Master raised his hand and slightly flexed his three fingers with his gaze becoming intensely concentrated.

Soon enough, a large battalion of Ultron drones were hoisted into the air and were destroyed when they were rammed into the airborne fighters.

Several were crashing through the literal wall of metal until they seemingly adapted and began moving in between and around them.

Seeing this, Yoda clenched his fist tightly and all the metal he had raised in the Force converged into a singular large sphere that swept up hundreds of other drones. Rearing his arm back, he thrust it forward, sending the makeshift metal sphere through the oncoming tide of Ultron drones.

Though this area was slightly clear of the Ultron drones, Yoda saw that these metallic enemies just kept appearing from all over the place.

Literally, they were either flying out from the lower levels of Coruscant or simply bursting through the floors and buildings.

How did this happen?

"Thanks for the assist." A clone guard said aloud gratefully, breaking the Jedi out of his thoughts.

Yoda merely gave a firm nod as they continued to hold the line and attempt to advance.

"We are losing ground in sector four. I repeat, we are losing ground in sector four."

Yoda heard this and saw a nearby speeder bike with several Clones near it.

Jumping on it, he quickly told a nearby Clone to get him to Sector four with the Trooper instantly complying.

Arc-Trooper Fordo was speaking into his comms, with Clones behind him getting overwhelmed by the near endless horde of droids.

"We need reinforcements." Fordo said. "We need-"

Fordo turned behind him in time to see the last of his frontal Clone squad get shot down.

In an instant, Fordo fired off his blaster rifle to destroy several of the drones. A moment later, he used the butt of his gun to bash a bulky droid to the ground and shot its last bolt into its head before he threw his rifle at another drone.

Pulling out his blaster pistol, Fordo fired at a number of Drones before spotting a repeating DC-17 blaster rifle.

Hefting it up, Fordo unleashed a torrent of blaster bolts, taking out a multitude of drones while slowly backing away to a more secure position behind friendly forces with more Clones running forward to back him up.

"Fall back! Fall back!"

In a blur, a green figure cleaved through a number of Ultron drones before using the Force to push a massive number of them away.

"Hold your positions! Hold your positions, you must!"

"General Yoda!"

"Captain Fordo, higher ground you must go." Yoda said to the Arc-trooper. "Greater vantage needed here."

"You got it, sir."

When Mace was swooping in to cleave through another batch of airborne fighters, his pilfered craft was shot down by a drone crashing right into him.

As he fell, he soon felt a snag on his back as he was momentarily hoisted up. Looking back, he saw the source of it all.

"Need a lift, Windu?"

"Very much appreciated, Mr. Parker."

Spider-man gave him a nod as he focused on his surroundings as the clone shuttle he was hanging off of was sailing nearby sector four.

Windu eyed the battle below and spotted where it was best for him to go. "Would you mind letting me go?"

"Sure thing."

Letting go of the web-line, Peter saw the Jedi Master fall towards the bridge with his purple lightsaber ignited.

Crashing into one of the droids, he cleaved through several of them before quickly deactivating his weapon. From there, he delivered a series of rapid punches before sending out a Force push to clear up some space.

"Master Windu." Yoda said with the little Jedi deflecting and slicing all around him

Gazing over, the Fury-look alike rushed over to the grand master. Once by his side, they both channeled into the Force and unleashed a massive wave to help clear off the bridge.

Once done, Mace gave out a single command.

"Attack!"

It was from there that the contingent of Republic forces rushed forward to retake the bridge from the advancing droids and drones.

"Forward! Keep pressure on the right!" Barked out Commander Fordo.

"Sir, what about our left flank?" Spoke one of the lesser ranked clones.

"The Jedi and Avengers have the left."

Back at the Jedi Temple, the clone shuttle made its eventual landing with the side doors sliding open as the two padawans filed out with the clones right behind them.

Seeing the destruction of their home left a heavy sour feeling in their gut.

Of course it can be fixed and mended in time, it was the occupants that truly mattered.

They rushed forward, cleaving through multiple Drones and eventually both saw their respective Masters up ahead.

Surging forward, Ahsoka went into a spinning spiral attack that cut through a dozen drones before landing right next to her Master.

"There you are Snips." Anakin said conversationally, force pushing several Drones off Hevy who proceeded to blast them away with his rotary blaster. "Where've ya been?"

"All over the place, Master." Ahsoka said, standing side-by-side with her mentor. "Peter, Barriss and I were with Commander Thire. We've been trying to do what we can when Ultron started his attack."

"Where is Peter?" Anakin asked.

"I don't know." Ahsoka said frustratedly. "He's… somewhere out there."

Anakin frowned at hearing this. "Hope he'll be alright."

"He lifted a building off of him right?" Ahsoka asked with a small grin.

"Yeah, to save you and the others." Anakin said, his own grin appearing. "He'll be fine."

Speaking of…

"Notoknotoknotok!"

Spider-man was hastily beating back multiple Ultron droids that were attempting to overwhelm him.

"Get."

Spider-man ripped a head off.

"The."

A drone got its chest punched in.

"Hell."

He threw a drone away.

"Off."

A bunch of drones were webbed together.

"Me!"

He threw the webbed up drones into a small grouping nearby.

A moment later, he had his hands resting on his knees.

"Alright… that was a workout." Spider-man panted slightly, patting his chest and removing his mask momentarily.

Wiping a bead of sweat off, he slipped it back on when his suit suddenly glowed with multiple sections lighting up all around him.

"What the-"

"Hello Mr. Parker." Said a synthetic female voice in his ears. "Would you like some assistance?"

"Whoa!" Peter said in surprise, momentarily caught off guard by the voice. "Who are you?"

"I am the Artificial Intelligence that has been installed into this suit by Mr. Stark." Said the female AI voice.

"Oh yeah…" Peter said before yelping, ducking and then jumping into a spin as energy blasts were fired at him by the drones.

"It appears you are in a dangerous situation, Mr. Parker." The AI said, her voice tinting in concern.

"Yeah, I've been in the middle of a war!" Peter shouted, grabbing a piece of nearby rubble and tossing it at full force at the next swarm of droids.

"Noted." The AI said. "Apologies for not appearing sooner. There was the training wheels protocol that inhibited my interaction with you. Would you perhaps like to go into instant kill mode-"

"Not the time! Trying to focus on not dying!" Spider-man said with a grunt, grasping at a drones arms and using it as a blunt object to hit other drones with.

"Of course."

"Yeah, I… wait, what was that about instant-WAH."

Several drones had managed to get through and pounced atop of him in mid swing. Peter nearly lost his grasp on his web

Soon enough, he was being assaulted by a number of Ultron drones that were slowly dogpiling him. He was using much of his strength to punch, kick and shove them away, but it could only go so far.

Thinking fast, he swung headfirst into a wall and tensed up with and then crashed into the wall of the building he swung into. A majority of the drones were either destroyed or flung off from the impact.

The others were thrown, kicked or punched off by Spider-man who then took a moment to lean against the wall he was sticking to right now.

"Ok…" Peter breathed aloud. "Just… give me a minute."

After a few seconds, Peter glanced ahead to see the sheer chaos in front of him that was only escalating.

How in the world did this happen? Where did Ultron amass such an army?

He understood that the Separatists had their own factories that churned out battle droids by the millions but these were coming from Coruscant itself.

When the hell did Ultron manage this?

Some weren't even like the Ultron drones; they were just regular droids of varying sizes with some similarities.

"Hacking." Spidey muttered to himself. "Of course he could do that."

Shaking his head, Spider-man leapt forward, back into the fray once more.

He had since gotten separated from Barriss and Ahsoka along with Thire and the other Clone guards but he was confident that they were alright.

He hoped.

This whole situation was just one gigantic mess.

Peter had seen glimpses of the silvery streak left behind by Quicksilver and it was all over the place.

In the distance, he saw Scott had chosen to go big or go home so right now, that's where the other Avengers were.

Swinging at full speeds whilst destroying drones and rescuing civilians along the way, Peter remembered he had a new companion on hand now.

"Hey uh, AI lady? Gotta get you a name." Peter muttered. "What was that protocol you told me about? Is it something that can help me in this instance?"

"You mean the instant kill mode, Mr. Parker?"

Peter blinked beneath his mask. "Yeah, that one. Activate it please."

"Activating…"

Instantly, the white lenses in Peter's mask flared to red as the black frames extended even further.

Soon after, his movements were pushed even further.

His arms were electrified making Peter's jaws drop.

"This suit could do that?!"

"This is just one of the many functions of instant-kill mode."

Peter groaned aloud. That sounded so cool to explore right about now.

"Which I would love to hear the full details of, but for now I've got bots to fry."

Leaping right into the electronic horde, Spiderman began smashing his way through them. The electrical shocks his suit was emitting was able to help give him the desired edge on this invasion. Left and right, his punches and kicks were effective as the enemy was short circuiting and no longer functioning in more ways than one.

"Okay, I got this."

His senses were getting bombarded with the constant assault from the enemy all around him. More so now that he was starting to become the center of attention.

Soon enough, Peter became overwhelmed by the Ultron drones and possessed droids.

"Okay, I don't got this. Somebody help me out here!"

A moment later, a couple of the drones were pulled off and the rest were sent flying away.

"Peter!"

Peter saw a hand in front of him and saw it belonged to one Ahsoka Tano.

Behind her was Captain Rex and Domino Squad with Anakin, Black Widow and Daredevil.

"Hey Soka." Peter said in relief, grasping her hand and being helped up to his feet. "Thanks for saving me."

"Where were ya?" Ahsoka asked.

"Oh you know, here and there."

"Nice of you to join us, Spidey." Anakin said, deflecting bolts left and right.

"Where's Barriss?" Peter asked.

"She's over there somewhere with Master Luminara." Ahsoka gestured back to the entrance of the temple.

"Incoming!"

All heads turned to see Quicksilver arrive on the scene, the sounds of metal being shattered with a drone hand he had in hand that he tossed aside.

"The Senate building is secured for the most part." Pietro announced aloud.

"Your girlfriend safe and sound?" Sam couldn't help but tease, landing right next to the speedster.

"Course she is." Pietro said with a huff.

"This attack is happening all over the city." Anakin abruptly commented. "I find it strange that there's no real motive behind this attack."

The others around him were slightly surprised by this observation until they too began to come to that conclusion.

"Yeah…" Rex murmured. "What's the point to all this?"

Anakin turned to the Avengers. "There's no real motive in taking the temple or senate, just a chaotic slaughter. Like Rex said, what's the point of all this?"

Widow and Pietro frowned in thought as they were the only two present Avengers that actually fought against Ultron.

"The last time he did something like this, it was, as he put it, dramatic." Widow remarked, recalling the first time Ultron made himself known to the team. "Ultron is leaving a message for us. 'I'm here and alive, come at me'."

"That's it?" Ahsoka asked in bewilderment. "That can't just be it. That doesn't make any sense."

Pietro scoffed, crossing his arms. "There's also revenge. That's a good motivator. We defeated him last time."

"Anything else?" Peter found himself asking.

Pietro's frown deepened whilst Widow had a slightly more haunting look appear.

"Peace in our time." Widow muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?" Rex asked in confusion.

"Peace in our time." Widow reiterated for all to hear this time. "He'll want to restart his plan back on Earth: wiping out all life."

"What?!" Several of the clones, Jedi and Avengers exclaimed.

"Wipe out all life?!"

"How does that create peace?"

"No…" Pietro said aloud. "He doesn't want to wipe out all life…"

Ahsoka let out a frustrated groan.

"Then what does he want?"

Thinking back to the last time he had this conversation with the psychotic AI before he and his sister turned on him and joined the Avengers.

"When the Earth… settles, God throws a stone at it." Pietro said in a dark tone. "And apparently, Ultron is winding up for it. Reigning in the chaos for what he sees as order. The eventual evolution of all."

"Out with the old establishment…" Peter said.

"And in with the new." Natasha finished before groaning. "God, I wish Vision were here right about now."

"I wish everyone was." Sam said. "Cap and Rhodey won't get here for a while, Thor and Hulk are God knows where, three heroes are somewhere in this galaxy and everyone else is back home on Earth."

"We'll just have to make do with what we have." Anakin cut in sharply. "Get this sleemo off Coruscant and take him down."

"How?" Nat questioned. "Last time, we had a super bot that could access all corners of the internet back home and stopped Ultron from spreading. In case ya haven't noticed, Vision's not here."

"We gotta try something." Ahsoka said. "The whole planet is in danger!"

"For now, focus on one thing at a time." Anakin said. "Temple's secure for the most part and so is the Senate building. We'll have to take the fight out to the streets and get these droids rooted out."

"Uh sir, not that I'm not against such a plan but we'll be spread thin." Captain Rex chimed in.

Anakin grit his teeth in thought.

Rex was right.

There were just too damn many of them.

They just kept on coming out from the levels below.

"We can't stand around here." Sam said, wings folding out once more. "Come on, we gotta help who we can."

Getting no arguments from the aviator, the large group sprinted towards the closest area that had their forces fighting off the Ultron drones.

Far off in the distance, high above the city scape was a lone figure floating over it all.

It watched as the battle raged on from all over and the growing chaos reigned across the planet in the space, skies and land.

The figure was a metallic one that stood at around eight to nine feet tall and had glowing red eyes with a large robotic grin in place.

This was exactly what he wanted to see.

All of them, against all of him.

As he was observing all this, Ultron had caught sight of something he had seen earlier in his time here on Coruscant but hadn't thought much of at the moment.

But now…

After seeing this…

A sinister grin began to grow upon the metal megalomaniacs face.

His eyes began to glow more brightly as he held a handout in the direction below him.

Whilst the fighting went on and on, a large swath of drones began to converge into one area.

They began piling atop one another and quite literally broke apart before they reforged themselves together.

"For I am many, for I am Legion." Ultron muttered to himself as the conglomeration of drones only grew in size. "But when coming together…"

The large growing mass of metal began to take shape and form with a circular shape that resembled a head of sorts that started to appear.

Ultron laughed to himself.

"If I may quote him… There can only be one."

-Scene Cut-

Up in Coruscant's orbit, the Republic fleet was working its best to draw off the enemy fleet. Yet it's been a rather difficult task as they keep coming out from hyperspace.

And with how crowded the battlefield was, many of the newly arrived ships were starting to crash into the Republic star destroyers.

From within his starfighter, Saesee Tiin could only look on in horror in seeing so much death and destruction occurring all at once.

All it can do for him now was give him a further drive to end this conflict as soon as possible.

Sailing towards the nearest available Republic ship he could, he entered it and made an abrupt landing.

Once done, he leaped out as he was approached by one of the clone troopers.

"General Tiin, the ship is lost."

"Then it's time to get a new one." He said as he was marching away from his fighter. "Is everyone going to make it out on time?"

"We don't know sir, but Admiral Yularen is trying to be sure everyone is getting to the escape pods in time."

Tiin only nodded. "I shall go to the Admiral myself."

Before he could do that, he heard the Admiral himself chime in through the Comms.

"You shall be doing no such thing, Master Jedi." The Admiral stated firmly. "All hands are to abandon this ship immediately."

"Admiral-"

"Now is not the time, General Tiin." Yularen retorted. "We must evacuate now. The enemy ships are just ramming themselves into us by this point."

The Jedi Master fell silent momentarily.

"Understood, Admiral." Tiin said. "Just be sure to make it out of her yourself."

"I'll do what I can-"

When the comms were abruptly cut, Saesee ordered all available troopers to congregate at one location on the ship.

In a manner of minutes, the rest of the ship's forces arrived as the Jedi Master fasted on his helmet.

As the docking bay door slid open, Saesee Tiin barked out an order.

"Prepare to board!"

With this said, everyone leaped out and dived towards the enemy ship in order to take it.

Upon landing on the ship's hull, the troopers opened fire upon whatever was in front of them in order to get Master Saesee Tiin time to penetrate the ship and make his way to the bridge.

When he landed, the Iktotchi jedi used his lightsaber to cut a hole into the ship. Once made, he used the Force to pry open the carved in metal before he and a number of clones leaped in.

One inside, they quickly made their way through the corridors, though they had been overwhelmed by whatever force was inside awaiting for them.

If they were to have gotten to the ship faster, then the Republic ship they recently departed from could've been saved along with many others.

Sadly, more and more parts of it exploded and many lives were lost in the process.

Casualties would be counted and recorded later, but for now a conflict was still underway.

-Scene Cut-

Back down on Coruscant, the battle raged on.

The forces of the Republic were slowly finding ground miraculously against the seemingly endless tide of drones.

The Jedi and their Clone Captains and Commanders had reorganized a more solid defensive offensive line that began to expand out from the Senate building and Jedi Temple.

The two separate forces had linked up and were now fighting a united front with more Clone forces that had been scattered across the city managing to join up with them.

Senate Commandos, security droids and even individuals with Coruscant that were able to utilize a blaster properly were now added to the numbers of fighters to beat back the Ultron offensive.

"We're gaining ground." Anakin said, leading the charge of the 501st.

With him was his faithful Padawan, his Captain and overhead was Spider-man and Falcon with the large battalion charging forward at the next wave of Ultron drones.

"I don't think gaining ground matters." Sam said, using his wings to bash away multiple flying drones. "These bastards just keep on coming."

"So what'll make this Ultron leave?" Rex asked aloud, grabbing a drone by its head and twisting it violently to break the circuitry inside.

Before anyone was able to answer that, the entire area they were in began to shake violently.

And it kept on rumbling with screams all around beginning to be heard.

"What's that sound?" Ahsoka asked aloud, slightly panicking.

A moment later, a large shadow loomed from behind, engulfing the 501st with everyone turning in the direction towards the source of the shadow.

Jaws dropped, eyes widened to the point of popping out, helmets were removed and many others either fainted or fled.

"...I don't think Scott can handle fighting that." Spider-man squeaked out.

They all heard a rumbling, menacing laugh coming from what was essentially a gigantic Ultron that loomed over them all.

What Scott's giant form seems to pale in comparison to that of a titan right now.

One of its gigantic hands was wrapped around one of the many buildings of Coruscant and it was swiftly crushed in its grasp.

"This just keeps getting better and better." Came the stressed out remark from Sam Wilson.

"Oh you have no idea." came the booming voice of the giant Ultron.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Fuck, he heard me."

The large Ultron reared his fist back.

Anakin went bug-eyed at the sight of that, something shared with his Padawan.

"SCATTER!"

Everyone ran at full speeds in every direction in order to avoid the oncoming fist.

Unfortunately for a number of clones, they were crushed when they didn't get out of the way in time.

"Seems most people here attended the Prometheus School of Running." Echoed the gigas Ultron.

"Hey!"

The gigas Ultron turned around to see the large form of Scott Lang jumping up towards him.

"That joke doesn't apply with a living machine!" Giant-Man shouted out, swinging a right haymaker that slightly jolted the large head of the Ultron.

The gigas Ultron proceeded to slam its large metallic hand into Scotts chest and grabbed on tightly.

"That would've stung if I had sensory nerves like you flesh bags." Gigas Ultron jeered

The large synthetic being soon retaliated by holding the giant Avenger with one hand before delivering quite the haymaker on the size-changing Avenger, causing him to fly back and crash into a nearby building.

"SCOTT!" Hope yelled out in horror.

Down below, Daredevil was with Plo Koon with the blind hero looking up at the giant enemy with his teeth clenched.

"How are we supposed to beat that?"

"I'm unsure." Plo admitted grimly.

Soon after, multiple starfighters began flying in, firing at the gigantic Ultron who either swatted some aside or parts of his body had parts reform into miniature cannons that shot them down.

"Ok, how is that fair?!" Sam asked aloud in the air having seen this.

"This is too much." Black Widow said, face ashen.

"Where the hell are those reinforcements?" Anakin asked aloud in frustrated anger.

"Master Skywalker."

Several heads turned to see Barriss Offee running to them with Luminara Unduli and Ima-Gun-Di and their Clone forces.

"Barriss, Luminara, Ima." Anakin said in quick succession. "You've got news?"

"The fleet above is managing to beat back the enemy forces but we're getting news across multiple fronts and bases across the galaxy that they are either under or have been attacked by clusters of ships and droids that they do not recognize." Luminara informed, making the assembled group balk in shock.

"What?!" Ahsoka gaped. "He's attacking everywhere?! How?!"

"Where could he have gotten such a large force in a short amount of time?" Rex asked in shock.

"Knowing Ultron and where he came from…" Widow said grimly. "I… wouldn't be that surprised."

"INCOMING!"

Up above, Gigas Ultron violently swung his large arm and destroyed another building with rubble falling down towards them.

Instinctively, Spider-man unleashed a multitude of webbing to catch the falling debris and all the nearby Jedi collectively used the Force together to hold the debris back. With this, Peter deployed multiple web grenades that reinforced his first web and now was strong enough to hold the debris of the building for the time being.

"It's not safe here. We need to keep moving." Luminara stated.

Those beneath the large web quickly moved to get out from beneath it.

"Has everyone gone to shelters and bunkers?" Ima asked for anyone to answer.

Barriss's expression fell. "I hope so or else…"

They felt a gust of wind behind them and they saw Quicksilver running at full speeds towards the gigas Ultron.

"Pietro, no!" Peter yelled out to him in vain.

The speedster used his own speed and momentum to run up the body of the gigas Ultron, destroying cannons and turrets that had formed along its giant form.

Eventually, he reached the head of the giant Ultron and went for his eye.

With his vibrating fist, Quicksilver slammed his fist into the robotic eye and had his arm shake violently with cracks beginning to form around his embedded arm. Shoving his other arm in, Pietro increased his vibration to cause more internal damage.

A loud groan was heard soon after with the titanic synthetic clenching one hand over its ruined eye. Not long after, Pietro tried to leap away from Ultron, but was swatted down for his actions.

Falling to the ground at drastic speeds, Pietro was scooped up by Falcon flying by.

"That was insane ya nutjob." Sam said, grasping the Sokovian tightly who only moaned aloud.

"Yeah, I know." Groaned out Pietro as he felt aches over most of his body.

Soon after, multiple starfighters resumed their endless barrage against the Gigas Ultron who had raised his arms in defense whilst the defensive measures all over his body got to work in repelling the oncoming attacks.

"This guy is just too damn big." Natasha said. "The only way I can see us taking him down is if one Venator rammed right into him."

Hearing this, Anakin tilted his head for a moment.

"You might be onto something."

"Master? You can't be serious?" Ahsoka said in shock.

"Do you have any solutions?" Anakin shot back wryly with his Padawan's mouth opening and closing for a few moments.

"Alright, you guys figure that out." Peter said. "I'll do what I do best."

"Wait, what?" Barriss and Ahsoka said in unison.

"Where are you going?" Rex asked, seeing Peter already swinging up into the air.

"Like I said, do what I do best." Spider-man called back. "Annoy the guy and keep his attention on me."

With that said, Spider-man swung off.

Not one to sit back on the action, Anakin shook his head and held his lightsaber up.

"Come on. Least we could do is try whittling the big guy down. Blaster bolts, detonators, sabers, anything. We have to take him down or else he'll just run rampant throughout the planet."

Without much of a resistance, the Jedi, Clones and Avengers resumed their assault on the gigas Ultron.

They were relentless in their attack with multiple visible dents and "gashes", so to speak, being visibly seen on the giant Ultron.

The starfighters were doing their best as well, trying to keep their distance while also firing rapidly at the giant target.

It's just that any visible amount of damage was mitigated by multiple drones either taking the place of a damaged part or it repaired itself from the inside.

With there being a continuous amount of robotic life congregating towards the titanic entity, the battle could last for hours on end.

"Nothing is working." Pietro yelled in frustration, cradling his bleeding arm with Ima-Gun-Di and Captain Keeli by his side.

A Jedi healer was trying his best but due to the difficulty in the art of healing coupled with Pietro's near non-existent Force connection, the process was rather hard.

"If this keeps up, the entire city would just exhaust itself." Di noted.

"We have nearly half the Republic fleet here." Keeli said through gritted teeth. "And nothing is working."

"Ultron planned for this." Maximoff stated. "He's an AI supercomputer after all. A million plans would run through his head like that." Pietro snapped his fingers. "But he's an AI based off of a human."

"Meaning?" Di asked.

"There's gotta be something we can exploit to take him out." Pietro said with a mirthful chuckle. "The weakness of sentience, my sister once called it after we joined the Avengers."

"Any ideas?" Keeli inquired.

"Trying to figure one out."

No sooner had he said this did a sudden surge of ships that were not Republic in design fly in and began to harass the gigas Ultron.

"What the-"

"Are those ours?" Keeli asked in bewilderment.

"Is it reinforcements?" a nearby Clone asked

"It better be, 'cause this is getting ridiculous. Like the whole planet is out to get us at this point." Pietro said aloud.

Over in another area, Daredevil was supporting Wolffe with his arm around his shoulder with Plo on the Commanders other side.

The 104th were behind them and they too saw the new line of ships coming in that began to barrage the large robot.

Some were cheering at the help that came in yet one native New Yorker took a whiff of the air.

'Strange.' Matt internally thought to himself.

Why did he smell rainforests and… well, some kind of furry animal.

Soon enough, they heard a bear-like growl in the air when the newly arrived ships landed. And coming out of them were huge, furred beings with crossbow-like blasters in their grasp.

The Avengers were largely unfamiliar with these strange bi-pedal furry humanoids but the Jedi...

"Wookies?" Luminara said aloud in surprise.

"Whacka?" Sam said.

"Wookies." Yoda clarified. "Powerful warriors, they are."

Sam simply shrugged in response. "Hey, gotta take what ya can get."

"What's that up there?" asked a Clone, pointing above in the air.

The group saw one ship hovering over the head of the gigas Ultron and a moment later, a singular figure covered in black jumped out from the ship.

"What's that?"

"That looks like a… man?"

A moment later, the black figure landed atop the right eye of the gargantuan Ultron and those who saw this figure's fall to the robot bore witness to a rather astonishing sight.

A large sphere of purple energy exploded off the body of the figure in black which left an extremely sizable new gaping hole on the side of Gigas Ultron's head.

Gigas Ultron let out a cry of pain, reaching up to its head with its arms.

The figure that had inflicted this damage managed to expertly dodged through the large hands, slipping in between the fingers and gracefully fell to the ground.

With an arching flip in the air, the figure landed down onto one knee and one hand with another burst of domed purple energy being expunged from its form.

"Wait a second…" Spider-man, who had been swinging above, spotted the figure in black below. "Is that…?"

Over with Matt, the blind lawyer's enhanced senses began to pick up on a multitude of familiar scents and sounds emanating from the figure.

"T'Challa?" Matt whispered.

The man who had appeared…

It was undoubtedly…

The Black Panther.

Otherwise known to the native of Queens and Manhattan as Prince T'Challa of Wakanda.

The newly arrived superhuman heard the telltale sound of a familiar thwip from above.

"T'Challa! It is you!"

The regal and strong figure of the Black Panther of Wakanda turned to face the web-head and the Devil of Hell's Kitchen with his mask retracting to reveal a smiling face.

"Peter, Matthew." T'Challa said, approaching them both.

"How'd you get here?" Peter couldn't help but ask.

"Later." Matt stated. "Right now, there's a giant robot we need to take down."

"Er… right, right." Peter said sheepishly with T'Challa smirking in amusement as his Panther mask rematerialized around his head.

The trio leapt back into action as more and more fire was poured onto the giant Ultron.

"Who is that?" Sam asked, flying around the Gigas Ultron.

"The guy seems to know Pete and Matt." Nat noted, shoving her baton through an Ultron Drone that had not yet merged with the larger robot.

"Wait, could that guy be that Prince they spoke of when we found them?" Hope asked.

"We'll find out after we take this bastard out." Quicksilver said, throwing a piece of debris at super speeds that created a hole with multiple cracks appearing around it.

"Pour it on him!" Anakin yelled aloud for any and all to hear, seeing that now was their time to attack.

Now, a concentrated assault on the Gigas Ultron commenced.

Every single combatant against Ultron unleashed everything they had at their disposal to at last bring down the giant AI bot.

The damage was now becoming more visible for all to see with the self-repairing features appearing to slow down as multiple pieces of the body was being damaged at a rate the self-fixing bot couldn't keep up with.

Seeing this within the processing consciousness of the body, Ultron knew it was now only a matter of time until they would take down his gigantic form.

With a reluctant sigh, he knew it was time to go.

Besides, this was only the opening battle.

His coming out party.

It won't be like last time where he wanted to get things done at breakneck speeds.

No. This time he would take his time, truly stretching out the mounting dread. He was impatient last time; he could admit that much. It's what led to his early "demise".

But this time would be different.

He had a whole galaxy to play with compared to one measly planet.

He already has the Hutts frightened and now, undoubtedly the two factions of this ridiculous war. The mastermind behind all this is well aware of his presence now, not that he minded.

Let that frail old coot fester in his little office, knowing that there was someone out there that could challenge his power and authority now.

With a sinister laugh to himself, Ultron abandoned the large remains of his gigas form that had sustained a reasonable amount of damage by this point and had his consciousness depart from this planet.

The remains of his ragtag fleet turned tail and fled from the planet as did all others across the galaxy that were still functional.

He had only one last message to give to those present.

"You think this is over, but this is just the beginning."

With that spoken from the gigas Ultron, it's entire form started to crumble into the many droids and drones that made it up.

The natural droids were out of commission for some time. The drones, however, quickly vacated and went to escape into the atmosphere to board many space vessels for an emergency hyperspace jump or staying behind and hiding things out until further notice.

Many clones who witnessed the latter action quickly barked out orders to go out and hunt down the drones in order to properly take them out for good. But who knows how long it will take.

"It's over. It's finally over." Ahsoka said, slumping down to the ground with her entire body sagging in relief.

"Is it?" Barriss said, going down to her knees next to her friend.

"Huh?" was Ahsoka's response.

"No… Like Ultron said, this was only just the beginning." Widow stated a moment later.

"This was just his opening act." Sam said. "All we did was end the first part."

At first, these past few weeks had made them lead to believe that things may have been looking up for them.

They had stopped a litany of disasters, prevented a literal pandemic, won battles and at long last, another one of the enhanced Earthers had found his way here to the other Avengers.

But now…

They have also the return of a deadly adversary.

An adversary, brief as he was on Earth, nearly caused the extinction of all life on it.

And now he's here, roaming this galaxy and having just made a showcasing of just how dangerous he still was.

A new player has entered into this galactic scale war that was already destructive enough as is.

The only question there is now is how long this new conflict with Ultron will truly end. And will he be taken down for good before or after this galactic war comes to an end.

Only time will tell.

-Scene Cut-

On a distant planet, far in the deeper regions of the Outer Rim was a singular planet that from space appeared to have a reddish-brown and white arid surface.

Going down to the planet itself, said appearance would be correct as the planet was primarily made up of rocky cliffs, barren deserts with some Mesas here and there along with intricate caverns with the occasional coral and rock formation.

As the nearby sun of the planet was beginning to set upon the horizon, an owl-like bird flew overhead with several others of its species.

This species of birds were known as the Convorees, found on a select few planets and were a special species for those who were students of the Force.

Currently, the small flock of these owl-like birds were flying towards a specific destination in mind.

Flying over the barren land, the Convorees eventually flew around a crater of sorts.

In the center of the crater was a lone being, a humanoid with a green outfit and red face that had cybernetic lines along his skin.

This being wore a yellowish-gold cloak and was floating up in the air with his legs crossed and arms resting atop his elbows.

There, the being floated in place until his eyes snapped open with the cybernetic optics whirling about within his retina.

A moment later, one of the Convorees descended from on high and comfortably atop his shoulder, ruffling its feathers before settling down.

He momentarily looked over at the owl-like bird with a small smile before wincing and reaching up to his forehead.

His fingers grazed over a glowing yellow stone embedded into his head that pulsed several times, causing him to lower himself down to the ground to stand on his feet.

He continued rubbing his forehead as he heard a large shifting movement from behind him.

"What troubles you, friend?" asked a deep, echoing voice from behind.

The cybernetic humanoid didn't meet his gaze with the being nearby, but he regarded him with an answer. "I've sensed something…"

The large creature titled his head with a pleased expression. "Ah~ Good that you're finally reaching into the untapped power of the Stone. Tell me, what is it you've sensed?"

"Trouble…" Said the cybernetic humanoid.

"Trouble, you say…"

"… An old enemy."

The being hummed, recollecting the tales his companion spoke of since his arrival.

"You mean the one who named you back on your home world?"

"Correct."

"You believe this Ultron to be alive, I take it?"

"He and I came from this." he placed a hand over the stone on his forehead. "He and I… like Pietro and Wanda are connected to this Stone."

His larger companion only lowered himself down to his line of sight, gazing at him intently.

"And what is it that you wish to do, Vision?"

The Avenger only frowned, gazing at the ancient being before him.

"I wish… to return to my friends. They need me, more than ever." Vision stated with a firm gaze in his eyes.

"But are you truly prepared for this?"

"I defeated him before."

"But will it be like last time?"

"Prepared or not, I can't stand by."

The larger being shifted back, a thoughtful frown marring his face.

"I can only teach you so much, my friend." The being said with a slightly forlorn expression. "The Infinity Stones are entities that I know very little about. Very few beings in this entire galaxy had ever encountered such gems of unimaginable power."

"And I am grateful for your lessons, Bendu." Vision said with an appreciative nod. "But the time for lessons must come to an end. I need to reunite with my team now."

Bendu, the ancient Force user gave the artificial being a hard stare until he acquiesced with a nod.

"Then let us begin to see what can be done to prepare you for your reunion."

-Scene Cut-

On the other side of the galaxy, on a more darkly tinted reddish planet, a young girl in equally red garments was currently through a decrepit forest.

Her destination?

A small little hut built at the entrance of a large temple.

Running towards the hut with increased speed, the little girl soon began grinning widely as she drew closer.

Eventually, she flung the cloth doors apart and immediately spotted whom it was she had run all this way over from her village to see.

With a beaming smile in place, the little girl instantly ran over and jumped atop the sleeping form of the woman in bed.

The woman let out a loud "Oof" at the weight of the girl who began to push press her hands against the groggy ladies shoulder.

"Why…." the woman groaned aloud.

"C'mon. C'mon!" the little girl said with an undeterred smile. "You promised we'd spend the day together."

"Not at the crack of dawn." the woman bemoaned, lightly pushing the girl off who remained firmly atop her and promptly plopped herself down on her.

"But I just can't wait anymore~" The girl whined aloud.

The occupant underneath the sheets groaned as the child kept trying to get her up.

"Don't you understand how much I enjoy my sleep, Merrin."

"How could you try to sleep the day away?" Merrin asked with her cheeks puffed out.

The woman underneath the child found herself smiling slightly at Merrin's demeanor, freeing an arm to mess up the girl's hair. "You'll understand a whole lot more when you're older."

"Wanda~" Merrin cried out dramatically. "You know this hair takes forever to get it done."

Wanda Maximoff laughed lightly, managing to at last shove the Dathomirian Zabrak off of her with Merrin falling onto the other side of the bed.

"Hey!" Merrin cried out, only to get a pillow in her face.

Throwing it aside, she saw Wanda with her back turned to her and curled up in her blanket once more.

"Oh no you don't."

Merrin was about to jump atop Wanda again only for her to be ensnared in the air by some reddish-scarlet ethereal energy.

"Wanda!" Merrin flailed about in the air. "That's not fair and you know it!"

Maximoff only gave her a mischievous and triumphant smile, her one hand peeking out from underneath her blankets with the scarlet energy around her fingers. Slowly rotating her hand, Merrin was placed down to the ground.

The young child rounded upon Wanda with her arms raised and shoulders hunched in readiness for another attempt at pouncing on the Earth native only to be met with another scarlet energy wall.

"Hey!"

"Alright, alright, I'm up. You don't have to keep doing that, you know." Wanda said in clear amusement.

"I know, Wanda, but I really want to play."

The Sokovian would've rolled her eyes at this, but instead she rubbed the grime out of her eyelids. Pulling the covers off of her, she rolled out of bed before stretching out a few limbs to pop a number of joints.

Letting out a satisfied sigh, Wanda walked over to a cabinet within her hut and opened it up to pull out some clothes to put on.

Merrin in the meantime seated herself on Wanda's bed, her legs swinging about idly as she waited for the woman she had come to view as her surrogate older sister get dressed.

Throwing on her scarlet red jacket, Wanda turned to Merrin with a small smile and her hand outstretched.

Giggling, Merrin hopped off Wanda's bed and ran to the enhanced human and grasped her hand tightly.

She began pulling Wanda towards the exit to her hut when the older of the two made her stop.

Merrin looked back at her in confusion. "Wanda?"

The Earther only looked back to the corner of her hut, her eyes found what she was looking for.

It was a red triangular prism that was glowing slightly with a pulsing blood-red energy.

Frowning, Wanda quickly flicked her hand and the prism was promptly stuffed underneath her bed.

"Wanda?"

"It's nothing."

Saying her bit, the Sokovian pocketed her hands into her coat as she walked outside.

"Aren't you coming?"

Merrin smiled as she followed after her older sister figure as their feet scrapped across the gravel.

At this time, the sun started to rise on the red misted plains.

The Scarlet Witch let out a soft exhale, as she thought about her time here on the planet of strange magic and an overlaying feeling of what she could only describe as a strange pressure of some kind.

Wherever it is that she was, Dathomir was the only place that she could call home.

For now…

"Wanda~"

Maximoff smiled despite herself.

Despite her situation, it wasn't all bad right now.

But as an Avenger, she knew that there would eventually be a time where she would need to find the means to get off of this planet and go out into this vast and unexplored galaxy.

In her heart, she knew that her friends and teammates were out there waiting for her as she was for them.

And she will find them.

That ending.

THAT ENDING!

THAT IS STAR WARS!

SUCK IT KATHLEEN KENNEDY AND FUCK YOU RIAN JOHNSON, THAT IS WHAT STAR WARS IS!

THAT IS LUKE MOTHER FUCKING SKYWALKER.

Leave it to Dave Fucking Filoni to remind us why we all love Star Wars oh so much. Clone Wars season 7 was a blast, the Bad Batch is on its way and this season finale is exactly why we are fans of Star Wars.

Legit teared up at the sight of Luke and the farewell between little Grogu and his father, Din.

Essentially, season 2 was a fucking masterpiece of Star Wars, criticisms and all.

Jebest4781: And we can't forget John Favreau as well as he's much of a SW weeb as Filoni as his genius was able to help mold The Mandalorian and organize a lot of other properties in the past years.

FMW: So on top of that, we got our Star Wars avalanche of shows ON TOP of all the MCU content to come in the future. Mandalorian season 2 may be over but Wandavision is right around the corner at the start of January. So how fitting that we close this chapter out with the two of them and confirm what SOOO many reviewers have said where one Wanda Maximoff has been residing for some time now.

So yeah, since this is likely the last chapter that Jeb and I will put out this year, who knows, maybe we can get another out from one of our other stories. If not, I hope you all have a Happy New Years and had a Merry Christmas, Holidays, all that good shit to keep your spirits up.

Jeb: Things have clearly not been all that well this year, no arguments about that. But there have been some silver linings and some small light at the end of dark tunnels that helped pull us all through one way or another. With the new year starting at the end of this week, so many New Year resolutions will begin for us all and one such thing is learning from our mistakes of this present one.

For now, we both wish you all a good new year and good luck. Hopefully 2021 will be a good year after the shitshow you got in 2020. Fingers crossed.

Yeah, Free Man Writer and Jebest4781 both wish you all a happy new year again and the best.

This is FMW and Jeb signing off on 2020.

See ya guys next year.