Eloras POV (for all you waiting for a Pietro's POV, don't worry. You will get one reasonably soon)
As Pietro stood next to the casket, plug discarded on the ground beside him, a bullet shot through the glass beneath him and passed upwards in front of him. Second later, the glass beneath him broke and he fell through.
"Pietro!" Wanda and I shouted in unison.
Looking through the glass, I watched as Clint held Pietro down by placing a foot on his leg.
"What? Didn't see that coming?" Hawkeye asked tauntingly.
"Clint!" I shouted.
It was not long after when Stark tried firing up the machine again. Groaning, I created ice underneath him, making him slide harshly into the computer and bash his head on the desk. He stood up and Steve threw his shield. Stark reflected it, nearly hitting me, and shot a beam at the captain. Steve went flying back into some shelves, leaving Wanda and I standing against Stark. Smirking, I waved my hand. Wanda laughed as two giant blocks of ice formed around his feet, causing him to fall forward. Sadly, what I didn't notice was Clint sneaking up from behind and grabbing Wanda who let out a yelp of surprise. My gaze darkened as I spun around to see Hawkeye holding a knife against my best friend's throat.
"Don't. Move." Clint hissed.
I levitated a chair behind him without him noticing. Before I could send it forward to knock him out, Thor flew into the room with his hammer ready to strike. The question was, who? I watched curiously as he waved his hammer and smashed it into the casket while summoning lightning.
"Wait, electricity. Crap. Well I suppose maybe there will be more killer robots," I whispered to myself.
When the lightning disappeared, Thor stepped back. Pietro ran in, spinning to a stop next to me. My eyes were locked on the casket, my hands ready to freeze it. Suddenly, a red man shot out of the casket.
"Wait what?" I questioned.
Steve attempted to hit it as it flew towards the window but was knocked down by Thor. The red man halted directly in front of the glass and looked outside at the lit up city around us. I raised a hand, ready to freeze the damn thing, only for Thor to raise a hand in order to stop me. Whatever the man was, it flew back over and landed beside Thor.
"I apologize... That was... Odd. Thank you," it said.
"What is your name?" I questioned immediately.
"I am Vision," he responded, turning towards me and giving me a clear view of his face.
He had a yellow stone embedded in his forehead and his skin was literally red. Vision had created a replica of Thor's cape on his back in the color gold.
"Thor, you helped create this?" Steve asked.
"I've had a vision. A whirlpool that sucks in all hope of life and at its center... Was that," Thor stated, gesturing at the gold gem.
"the gem?" I asked.
"The mind stone. One of the six infinity stones that are unrivaled in their destructive capabilities."
"Then why-" Steve started.
"Because Stark is right," Thor interrupted.
"Oh it really is the end times," Banner sighed.
"The avengers can't defeat Ultron," Thor said.
"Not alone," Vision stated.
"Why does your vision sound like your computer program JARVIS?" Steve asked.
"We reconfigured JARVIS' matrix... To create something new," Tony replied.
"I think I've had my fill of new," Steve stated.
"You think that I'm a child of Ultron."
"Are you?" the captain asked.
"I am not Ultron. I'm not JARVIS either. I'm something.... Different."
"I looked inside your head and saw annihilation," Wanda said, stepping forward.
Pietro stood next to me, watching his sister intently. Nervous as all eyes turned to the three of us, I grabbed his hand. Surprisingly, he didn't pull away. Instead, he pulled me closer.
"Look again," Vision stated.
"Haha, her approval means nothing to me," Clint stated.
"Listen, their powers, Ultron, the horrors inside our heads. They all came from the mind stone. They are nothing compared to what it can unleash. With it on our side-" Thor was cut off by Steve.
Wow, rough day for Thor to finish his sentences.
"Is it on our side? Are you?"
Vision turned to face the captain.
"I don't think it's that simple."
"It better get real simple real soon," Banner stated.
"I am in the side of life, Ultron is not. He will end it all."
"What is he waiting for?" I asked, already guessing the answer.
"You," Vision responded.
"Where?" Poetro asked quietly.
"Sokovia, he's got Nat there too," Clint said.
"If you're not on our side. If you're really the monster Ultron made you to be..." Banner started.
"What will you do?" Vision asked.
There was no response.
"I do not want to kill Ultron. He is unique, and he is in pain. But that pain will roll over the world. So, Ultron must be destroyed. Every form he has created and every trace of him on the net. We have to act now, and not one of us can do it without the others." Vision paused, staring at the twins and I for a moment.
"I may be a monster. I wouldn't know even if I were one. I'm not what you are, and I'm not what you intended. Therefore, there is no way to make you trust me, but we have to go," he finished handing Thor his hammer.
Wait, according to myth only Thor could lift that thing. Well, him and whoever else was worthy. The avengers were looking on in shock, giving me the idea that at one point they had tried to lift it and failed. Vision walked out of the room, leaving us all in silence. Pietro gave my hand a light squeeze as we watched Thor stand completely still, ultimately shocked.
"Well then, time to get ready," I stated, spurring everyone into action.
I sat on the couch quietly as everyone ran about. At one point, there was a visitor who came up in the elevator. In walked Nick Fury with a brief case. Well, he looked and sounded like Nick anyways. The old director walked me to an empty room and then pulled off his face. Well, not his face, but the mask. Under it was Phil. I thought he had a team to handle. Something about a girl named Skye with some powers and whatever. How did he get time off? Either way, he smiled at me and opened the case, pulling out a SHIELD catsuit much like the one Natasha wore. Smiling, I gave him a hug.
"I missed you Phil," I laughed, poking him in the ribs after releasing him.
"And what was that for?" he asked after he had been poked.
I shrugged. Phil chuckled and put the electronic mask back on before turning to leave.
"Oh, if that Maximoff boy ever hurts you, just tell me and he won't be breathing for much longer. Also, don't forget to send me an invite to the wedding," he called over his shoulder as he exited.
I changed into the catsuit quickly and was immediately surprised at the amount of mobility it allowed me.
"Well, I suppose I have to wait for the others," I sighed boredly, wishing Phil had stayed longer.