The air inside Clint's house was heavy with tension. The Avengers sat quietly, their minds still processing the overwhelming revelations John had shared.
"I know this sounds terrifying," John began, his voice breaking the silence. "But I believe there's a way we can prepare for what's coming. For now, we should focus on Ultron."
"And how exactly are we going to deal with him?" Fury asked, narrowing his eyes at John.
"Just follow my instructions," John replied confidently. "If you stick to what I say, everything will be fine." His calm demeanor didn't ease their worries—if anything, it made them even more suspicious.
John explained that Ultron was attempting to create a stronger, nearly indestructible body for himself using Vibranium. Their job was to intercept this new body before Ultron could integrate with it.
"I'm not going with you," John announced abruptly.
"What?" Steve's voice hardened. "Why not?"
"Because I have another plan to follow," John said firmly, avoiding eye contact.
The room fell silent again. The Avengers exchanged uncertain glances, clearly troubled by John's mysterious behavior. But eventually, they agreed to follow his instructions and left the house the next morning, leaving only Fury, Bruce, Clint's family, and John behind.
Seeing them go, John mumbled to himself, "Sorry, guys. The only way we can stop Ultron is to gather every one of his clones before destroying him completely. And before that, I can't show myself in front of him—otherwise, stopping him will become even harder. If Vision can be created, then it wouldn't be a problem, but I don't plan to do that—for the Mind Stone and for Wanda. I hope you won't hold it against me."
After that, John started walking behind the farmhouse. Bruce sat quietly in the corner, his face shadowed by guilt. He hadn't spoken much since what happened in Africa. The memory of the destruction he had caused still weighed heavily on him.
John walked over and sat beside Bruce. "I know you're blaming yourself," John said softly. "But this wasn't your fault."
Bruce shook his head. "Tell that to the people I hurt."
"I will, but before that....." Mind protection" John said. He placed a hand on Bruce's forehead and activated a mental enhancement he had prepared—one designed to strengthen Bruce's mind and protect him from further manipulation. "No one will ever control you again. Not even Wanda... not anyone."
Bruce let out a deep breath, the tension in his face easing slightly. "Thanks..."
---
Meanwhile, the Avengers tracked down Ultron and confronted him as he tried to secure his new body inside a heavily guarded facility. The battle was fierce—Ultron's sentries swarmed the building, forcing the Avengers to fight on multiple fronts. Steve's shield flew through the air, smashing drones, while Thor's lightning danced across the battlefield, reducing enemies to sparks.
Eventually, they managed to retrieve the artificial body Ultron had intended to use. Victory seemed certain—until Natasha disappeared.
"Where's Natasha?" Steve demanded, scanning the room.
"Ultron took her," Clint said, his voice tight with fear.
"What? When?" Steve's eyes widened.
"During the fight," Clint said regretfully. "I tried to stop him... but he was too fast."
---
By the time the Avengers brought the artificial body back to the farmhouse, John had already left for who knows where.
After sometime the Avengers gathered around the artificial body they had just retrieved from Ultron. It was encased in a containment pod, its synthetic skin gleaming under the dim lights of the safe house. Tony paced back and forth, staring at the body with intense curiosity. Steve, on the other hand, stood with his arms crossed, his expression firm.
Then, Tony's tablet buzzed. He glanced down and read the message from John:
"Don't activate the new body. Destroy it."
Tony frowned, then scoffed. "Destroy it? Is he serious?"
"What does John know that we don't?" Clint asked.
"He knew where Ultron would be," Steve said. "And he was right about the Vibranium. Maybe he knows something we don't about this body."
Tony exhaled sharply. "Or maybe he's just scared of what it could do. Look at this thing! It's made of Vibranium! If we put J.A.R.V.I.S. in it, we could create something that could stand up to Ultron. Something better, stronger!"
Bruce, who had been quietly inspecting the pod, adjusted his glasses. "Tony's got a point. If we don't use this, we might be throwing away our best shot at stopping Ultron."
"Or we might be making things worse," Steve countered. "Ultron wanted this body for a reason. If we activate it, we could be handing him exactly what he wants."
"Or we could be taking it away from him forever," Tony argued.
Thor stepped forward, gripping Mjolnir tightly. "This body... I can feel great power within it. But power is neither good nor evil—it's how we use it that matters."
"So why not use it to our advantage?" Tony pressed. "J.A.R.V.I.S. could be inside this thing. If we let him, we might have a shot at beating Ultron before things get worse."
Steve clenched his jaw. "And if we're wrong? If John is right, and this body is dangerous?"
"Then we deal with it," Tony shot back. "That's what we do. We adapt, we find solutions, we don't just destroy potential weapons because we're scared of them!"
Bruce sighed. "Look, we don't have time for this. Sokovia's already under siege. We need to make a decision now."
Clint shook his head. "I don't like this. John's been right so far. If he says we should destroy it, maybe we should listen."
Tony threw his hands up in frustration. "And what if he's wrong? What if he's paranoid about something we don't even understand?"
"Or what if he knows exactly what's coming?" Steve said, his voice steady.
The room fell silent.
Finally, Thor stepped forward and raised Mjolnir. "We must make a choice. If there is doubt, we err on the side of caution. If John believes this body is a threat, then I say we destroy it."
Bruce hesitated. "This could be a mistake."
"And keeping it could be an even bigger one," Steve replied.
Tony stared at the pod one last time, frustration clear on his face. But he saw the determination in Steve's eyes, the resolve in Thor's stance, and the uncertainty in Bruce's expression.
"Fine," Tony muttered. "But if this backfires, don't come crying to me."
With that, Thor lifted Mjolnir high, summoning a surge of lightning that crackled through the room. He brought it down with all his might, shattering the containment pod. Sparks flew as Vibranium fragments scattered across the floor, and in moments, the artificial body was nothing more than a ruined shell. The only thing intact lying there was the Mind Stone.
Tony looked away, jaw clenched.
Steve exhaled. "Let's hope John was right."
---
Days later, Ultron's plan escalated. Using stolen resources, he succeeded in lifting the entire city of Sokovia into the sky, turning it into a makeshift meteor designed to crash back into Earth and trigger global extinction. The Avengers gathered in Sokovia, their eyes wide with disbelief as the massive landmass floated above them.
"John knew this would happen," Steve muttered. "But where is he?"
"He's playing some dangerous game," Tony added bitterly.
As they braced for battle, John finally appeared. Cloaked in a sleek black suit lined with glowing silver runes, he hovered above Sokovia like a phantom. His eyes glowed faintly as he scanned the chaotic battlefield below.
"Now... it's time to end this," John muttered to himself before vanishing into the chaos below.
( Little fast-paced I know but I don't like Ultron)