Miss Hydra [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"Jarvis! No! . . . "

Tony rushed over and tapped the control panel quickly and frantically, trying to close the program.

But Ultron has been integrated, and the manipulation here cannot directly affect its behavior.

——This is also Tony's purpose from the beginning: an independent, autonomous, detached artificial intelligence that can protect the peace of the entire earth.

The crystal blue thought tentacles stretched out more, ready to go.

The slender figure of the brunette suddenly appeared between Ultron and Jarvis.

She clasped the wrist of the other hand with one hand, as if turning on some switch, and then suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Ultron.

Dr. Banner, who was trying to control Ultron with Tony, looked up: "???!!!"

The mental tentacles that struck first pierced the girl's throat, but before they touched her, they broke and melted layer by layer, as if being burned by something.

The crystal blue Ultron consciousness body was stunned for a moment, and after several calculations, more virtual tentacles crazily rushed here.

This time, others can clearly see that the ablated tips all stay at the same distance from the girl, forming a circular surface.

That scene was like an invisible heat barrier, burning a few candles that were poking forward desperately.

Dr. Banner's movements stopped: "...Tony, Ultron..."

Tony looked up hastily, and the movements of his men slowly stopped.

Ultron, suspended in mid-air, seemed to feel something was wrong, and desperately wanted to flee to other places, but was restrained by an invisible force, and the spiritual tentacles overflowing in all directions were like knotted octopus claws, circling around itself. Dance wildly around.

Jarvis had stabilized on the other side, and in front of him stood Ollivander with slightly floating black hair.

The girl was wearing the white coat that Dr. Banner found for her, her wrists were raised flat, her fingers were slightly clasped, and the veins were slightly raised on the back of her hands, and Ultron made a "crackling" melting sound under her control.

In the modern laboratory, an unscientific scene rushed into the eyes of two physics geniuses.

The energy around Ultron was pulled out like a solar prominence (a very strong solar activity generated on the chromosphere of the sun), and she approached her hand unconsciously.

Those data, or high-density energy, formed a strange orbit around her hand, rotating on its own axis, and then dissipated in her hand.

— as if swallowed by her.

Starting from the palm of his hand, Ollivander's blood vessels rose to the same crystal blue color as Ultron's body, and the Loki scepter placed on the experimental table also emitted a corresponding blue light, which then dimmed a little bit.

Ultron let out an angry roar, and the entire research room shook.

The other people on the top floor of the Avengers Building sensed the shock, and rushed over after looking at each other.

After a while, the girl's elbows were also soaked in that blue color, and the light leaked out from the sleeves of the white coat.

Ultron's thinking body fluctuated from big to small, like a heart beating violently, and the obvious and powerful resistance brought a lot of pressure to her.

"What are you standing there for? Take Jarvis away."

Ollivander said to the two men standing stupidly next to her, the sweat dripping down from the corner of her forehead, down her chin and down to her collarbone—the same blue color was showing on her neck.

Ultron seemed to be fused into her blood abruptly.

Tony pulled his eyes back, and took back Jarvis with the chip, and Dr. Banner quickly stepped forward to catch Ollivander who fell down.

When everyone arrived, Ultron was already out of shape. The black-haired girl was lying in Dr. Banner's arms, covering her face with one hand, frowning and closing her eyes, and the light and shadow under the already pale skin alternated.

Beneath her, where she had been floating, the ground split like a spider's web.

Her expression was hidden under the shadow of her palm, making it impossible to see clearly.

……

New York time, [-]:[-] p.m.

When Ollivander woke up, he was in his room.

To some extent, Tony Stark is actually a very delicate person. For example, in the newly renovated Avengers Building, Steve, Bucky and her rooms are all traditional round door handles instead of electronic ones. , The decoration of the whole room is also retro.

So when his eyes fell on the old ironing machine by the window, Ollivander realized where he was now.

【you're awake?wiki. 】

She subconsciously glanced at the bed, but she could only see the night view of Manhattan, New York overlooking the Avengers Building from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"...Charles."

When she realized it, it was Professor X's voice that sounded in her head.

Then he remembered that she hadn't used Occlumency recently, no wonder he could use his ability to talk to her.

The latter apologized slightly: [I sensed your ability riot, and now Hank and I are on the way to the Avengers Building, we are very worried about you. 】

Ollivander froze for a moment.

The outside of the Avengers Building corresponds to a central square. The signs of tea restaurants and bars are very conspicuous in the night. In addition, there are thousands of lights. Different people live in different small "grids", or different offices are decorated with different decorations. white-collar elite.

She can see far away, a family is having a lively party—it seems to be celebrating the tenth birthday of the youngest son, ribbons and five-color headlights are dotted in the room, the youngest son is sitting on his father's shoulders, wearing Wearing an Iron Man mask, with a "palm cannon" in his hand, and a "chug chug" in his mouth.

She knew that Professor Xavier could see through her mind the same thing she saw at this moment, so she didn't make a sound.

【People after the war can still display their vitality. Human beings are always fragile and unexpectedly strong. 】

Charles' voice was like the wind blowing through the westernmost part of the Aegean Sea, and no one would interrupt him at such a time.

[And you are also one of the strongest humans I have ever seen. 】

Ollivander's line of sight gradually focused, and her field of vision shifted from the distance to herself reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows, from the face that should be very similar to her parents to the weird pupils now.

She didn't speak, and responded with consciousness: [...you know I'm a mutant. 】

[Good girl, mutants are also a part of humanity. ] Charles smiled lightly, and Ollivander could completely imagine his expression at the moment.

But his tone quickly turned into a sigh: [Ruiwen should have told you at the beginning, stay away from kryptonite... I didn't expect you to transform Ultron instead of devouring kryptonite. 】

The girl's eyes flickered: 【Is there any difference? They are both... energy. 】

Except that the power of kryptonite is not so pure and it is somewhat corrosive.

[...Indeed, Ultron is even better, its energy will do much less damage to you than kryptonite. 】 Charles was silent for a while and asked, 【When did you find out? 】

[Riwen reminded me to stay away from kryptonite. 】

Charles: […]

Charles: [You are as smart as ever. 】

[I always thought that my ability was to transfer items to different spaces...] The girl reached out and touched her arm. There was a small suppressor under the flesh, and her fingertips paused on the flesh:

The pale skin suddenly seemed to be melted by some strong acidic substance, first the epidermis, then the subcutaneous tissue, tender red muscle texture mixed with blood was revealed.

The muscle fibers twitched physiologically and melted layer by layer. Cold sweat dripped from Ollivander's forehead, dripping on his hand, and melted away as if it had never appeared before.

She personally picked out the suppressor that was buried back then—the inconspicuous thing fell on the quilt, mixed with blood.

The palm that had just melted his own skin brushed against the wound again, and the muscle tissue seemed to be growing again, layer by layer returning to its original appearance.

Except for the bloodstains on his arms, everything was intact.

[There is nothing that does not have energy, decomposition, reorganization, microcosm...] She said, [This is my ability, didn't you all know it a long time ago. 】

A young professor suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Standing, without a wheelchair, so she understood that this was an image projected in her mind.

Every time she sees Charles, she feels that she will hear the wind of Scotland in the next second, accompanied by a mild minor tune. His clear blue eyes have the most gentle and extensive sea view, with the imprint of time and the gift of age.

And warmth.

This made the sharpness in her eyes subconsciously soften.

[It may be more sincere to talk about this kind of thing face to face, Wiki. 】The "Charles" in front of him said, 【We know your ability, but many answers need to be told by time, we should not arbitrarily interfere with the past and future. 】

However, Ollivander suddenly thought of the X-Men's deeds of reversing the future. She sighed: [Don't intervene at will means never intervene. Are you here to stop me? 】

The last sentence has turned sharp.

【No. 】Charles walked towards her and stretched out a hand, 【Don't let another soul influence your judgment, Vicky, you have always been yourself, it will never defeat you...】

His palm touched hers, and Ollivander shuddered slightly.

【Don't push away those who care about you...you are not fighting alone...】

The gentle voice ignites the fire from the depths of the soul.

[We will help you, Vicky, we will always be your loyal friends. 】

【Believe me. 】

……

"Tony!" Cap growled in a low voice, "You just decide for yourself? Isn't the example of the Rubik's Cube not enough?! That's an energy we can't control!"

The rest, Barton, Natasha, Dr. Banner, Wanda and Quicksilver, even Sherlock and Watson... all gathered together.

"Otherwise?" Tony said dryly, "Report it, and then have a competitive debate? And the fact that Aegis can't control it doesn't mean..."

"So did you control Ultron?!" Steve was so angry for the first time, his blue eyes looked like they were about to burn.

Tony: "..."

"Even if I don't understand your advanced research, I also know that it is impossible to control every aspect of the entire world with just an AI!"

"If it wasn't for Victoria! What would happen to Jarvis? Ultron escaped, what would it do? How many people would die?!"

Bucky, who was about to step forward to hold Steve, paused for a moment.

The silver and red brothers and sisters had weird expressions, and the scarlet witch seemed to want to use a big taunting move, but Kuaiyin pulled Wanda slowly at a speed that didn't match his speed, barely stopped her, but then expressed "I'm very happy!" I don't want to stop my sister" attitude.

Thor came out of the research room holding Loki's scepter: "...I said a long time ago that you humans should not play with things that you can't control."

Tony trembled suddenly, as if being ignited by something—maybe the fire was ignited by the appearance of the alien god Thor—he shouted almost sharply:

"A whole, alien army, came to Earth through the wormhole! Did you see the army outside the planet through that fucking hole? This is something we can't control!"

Tony Stark, he was 20 years ahead of the average technological level of the entire world, and that wormhole allowed him to see an entire universe—a universe with enough to make his PTSD symptoms rise to the highest point.

Ordinary people don't understand him. What he can see and worry about in his caramel-colored eyes is much greater than what other people call "deep sea fear" and "cosmic fear".

—The others, none of them were Tony Stark.

——So this is the sword of Damocles that belongs to Tony Stark alone.

"Tony."

A voice came from behind, old and hoarse.

"What are you doing!" Tony scratched his head irritably. His frizzy and slightly curly brown hair has been kneaded into another shape by himself these days.

"Tony."

This time the voice was changed, it was a gentle and kind female voice, the years did not leave many traces in her voice.

Tony stopped scratching his head desperately.

His large, caramel-colored eyes froze slightly, and the upper and lower eyelids opened wider and wider.

The proud, conceited, stiff-mouthed man with the moustache who never knew how to spell "I'm sorry" seemed to have suddenly returned to his 20-year-old-the puffed-up Santa hat and baggy T-shirt youth.

He didn't turn around.

The author has something to say: Yes, Wikipedia did it on purpose _(:зゝ∠)_.

She is very clear... Tony's PTSD symptoms, if there is no relief, it is likely to get worse.

So she made Ultron appear in a situation she could control, and got someone who could appease Tony (you get the idea)...

Her current behavior is actually...

It's like arranging the funeral_(:зゝ∠)_

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Another fairy forgot to leave ID hot!Dragonflies can't see who you are through a space!

For the fairies above, づ￣3￣)づ╭