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INSIDE THE TOWER

19:30 PM

After escorting Peter to the elevator and seeing the doors close, Natasha turns around and returns to the room where everyone had gathered.

"He's gone."

Natasha says with a serious expression on her face as she walks slowly towards everyone in the room.

"I just hope he doesn't publish anything in the newspaper speaking ill of us," Tony says, with a concerned look on his face, raising his voice slightly.

"Tony, you could have been easier on the kid," Bruce said, looking at Tony.

"Banner, don't even start," Tony said, already somewhat agitated before continuing.

"I tried to control myself, but I couldn't stand that newspaper anymore."

"So why didn't you go to the newspaper and confront his boss instead of getting angry at the kid who's innocent in this story?" Thor questions Tony, not understanding the situation.

Tony was visibly frustrated with the situation. He began to speak hesitantly, searching for words to express his dissatisfaction: "Well... ah..."

However, faced with the difficulties of arguing with Thor, Tony finally decided it was better to leave the room. His expression of disappointment and the way he paused before making that decision clearly indicated his frustration and helplessness in the situation.

"I hope the kid understands," Steve said with a concerned tone in his voice.

ON THE STREETS OF NEW YORK

AT THE SAME TIME

"Congratulations, Parker," Peter says with a despondent tone in his voice before continuing. "You just wasted your only chance to join the Avengers. But I didn't have a chance to join anyway."

As he walked through the streets of New York, Peter took his camera out of his backpack, his eyes showing a hint of sadness and disappointment. He accessed the photo gallery and began to examine the pictures he had taken at the party.

"At least I'll have this as memories of this day," Peter said, with a bitter smile forming on his face as he looked at the photos.

BACK AT THE AVENGERS TOWER

The party had already come to an end, and all the guests had left. Only the Avengers, Agent Hill, and scientist Helen Cho remained. They were chatting and attempting to lift Thor's hammer in a friendly competition. However, no one could lift the hammer even an inch. Then it was Captain America's turn. He managed to move the hammer a bit, but this went unnoticed by everyone except Thor, who interrupted them, saying they couldn't lift the hammer because they weren't worthy of it.

When everyone was getting ready to leave, a loud noise echoed through the room. When they looked back, they were met with a surprising sight: a robot, completely destroyed and patched up with parts from other robots. The robot seemed to be trying to communicate with them, but all its efforts were in vain as the sounds it made were unintelligible. However, after many attempts, it finally managed to say something.

"Worthy..."

The robot said, and its voice echoed throughout the room before continuing.

"No."

"How could you be worthy?"

The robot continued, its battered shell barely holding up, before going on.

"If you're all killers."

"Stark," Steve said, looking at Tony with a serious look.

"Jarvis..."

Tony called out to Jarvis, but without success.

"Sorry, I was asleep..."

The robot said, almost falling, and then continuing.

"Or was I dreaming?"

"Jarvis."

Tony insisted before continuing.

"Initiate the Legion system reboot; it seems we have a defective suit here."

"I can't remember anything..."

The robot said, keeping its gaze fixed on the Avengers, before continuing.

"Except for the hellish noise the other guy made when I had to kill him."

He continued before pausing.

"He was kinda cool."

"You killed someone?" Steve asked with a still serious expression.

"It wasn't my first choice, Captain," the robot replied with a brief pause before continuing.

"But, in the real world, we have to make tough decisions."

"Who sent you?" Thor asked, looking at the robot.

The robot, with its voice programmed to play its last recordings, delivered a message in Tony's voice: "I see a suit of armor around the world." Upon hearing those words being played by the robot, everyone in the room turned their eyes to Stark.

Upon hearing those words being played by the robot, Bruce automatically shifted his gaze to Tony and said:

"Ultron?"

"That's right, in the flesh..."

Ultron said, looking at Bruce before continuing.

"No, not yet, not in this empty shell."

While Ultron spoke, tension spread throughout the room. Everyone was preparing for a possible attack. Thor held his hammer, Agent Hill had her gun ready, and everyone else was on high alert.

"But I'm ready..."

Ultron said, with his voice echoing throughout the room, before continuing.

"Ready for my mission."

"What mission?" Natasha asked, already preparing herself.

"Peace in our time."

Ultron said, turning his head to the Avengers.

Suddenly, a series of robots violently burst through the walls.

ON THE STREETS OF NEW YORK

AT THE SAME TIME

As Peter patiently waited at the bus stop for the next bus, his eyes were completely focused on the bustling city street, watching the people passing by. Suddenly, a loud noise echoed through the city, causing everyone to stop and look. The sound seemed to come from the Avengers Tower.

"Should I go take a look?"

Peter wondered as he looked at the Avengers Tower. Then he added:

"I don't think so, they made it very clear that I wasn't welcome there."

"But they didn't say anything about Spider-Man."

Peter said as he looked at his reflection on his cellphone.

In the midst of the crowd, Peter quietly walked into a dark and deserted alley. He opened his backpack, took out his suit, and put it on. With a quick and precise movement, he attached his backpack to the wall of the alley and shot a web toward the top of the building. Suddenly, a robot came at him. Peter managed to dodge it in time and delivered a blow to the robot. Seeing that the robot was about to fall, he shot a web that attached it to the building.

"Sorry, old tin can, but today is recycling day!"

Peter said as he shot a web towards the building's window.

 

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