Andi had no idea how long she'd been in that cell but it felt like much longer than it actually was, because here, alone, in the cells she had been placed in for most of her life, the voices came back to haunt her.

Maybe it also had to do with her worrying about everything. Ultron, Wanda and Pietro, the Avengers. So much had happened in a span of two days. She thought she had got freedom, but that hadn't been the case. Well, not entirely. Things had started to look up for her, and then went horrible again because of Ultron being born. With all of that, and being back in the place where she had been tortured for years, of course her mind wasn't in the right place.

Andi had huddled herself in a corner, eyes shut tight to prevent herself from seeing the faces that matched those voices. All she could hear were cries and screams of the ones that had been tortured here before her or along with her. Those that hadn't been lucky enough to survive the experiments, or who took their lives because they didn't want to deal with all of it anymore. Andi couldn't bring herself to witness all of those things, but there was nothing she could do to stop herself from hearing it. Her hands covered her ears but it barely helped.

It was a sound of a familiar voice, among the wails of the dead, that got her to open her eyes. Crouching in front of her, in his suit, was Tony. The face part of his suit had been unmasked, allowing her to see his face properly. His hand was outstretched, touching her arm gently, as if to wake her from the nightmare she'd been stuck in for the past few hours. Just like that, the voices disappeared.

Her hands slowly fell from her ears, and she took a moment to look around. All around her, vines had grown, surrounding her legs and forming a kind of patch around her, as if to offer some comfort from the stone cold floor that was still tainted by the blood of various victims. Her gaze travelled higher, and she saw that the metal bars of the cell had been blasted off, with some corners of the metal still smoking.

"Andi," Tony spoke again, and she realised he had said something before she had looked up at him. "Are you okay?"

Slowly, Andi nodded. Then she remembered Ultron, all the things he had told her, and she didn't hesitate to let it all out. "He was talking about a start over," Andi explained, the words rushing out of her mouth. "Ultron, he wants to start over. Something about destroying the entire planet, starting new. That—That's why he wants me. To create new life in a world that will be rid of humans."

Tony was nodding, but she had no idea if he was listening, because what he said next wasn't really related. "Yeah, come on, you need to get out of here."

He was helping her to her feet, and she walked with him out of the cell. Down below, near the heart of whatever Ultron was working on, Thor was poking around, probably trying to get to the bottom of what it was he was actually doing.

Before she could say anything, Tony's mask went back on and he lifted Andi up, flying through a hole in the ceiling, before she was exposed to daylight again. Well, daylight that would soon fade.

"This is the big showdown and it would be better if you weren't here for it. You've helped enough," Tony told Andi, flying her to the edge of the city. She could see a familiar jet parked in the distance, in the middle of the woods. Tony landed close to it, setting Andi gently down on her feet.

Andi stared at the jet and then turned back to Tony. "Do you really think I'm just going to sit and watch while Ultron hurts thousands of people?" She asked, staring him down. Tony's mask popped off again, to look at Andi properly, but she cut him off before he could say anything. "You told me when you took me from Strucker's facility that I had the choice to do what I want. I said I want freedom. And that includes the freedom to make my own choices. I can help. I want to help. I had all these abilities and I could never do anything before because I was scared. Let me do something now."

Tony looked like he wanted to say something. Like he wanted to say a lot, in fact. Ultimately, he stared at her for a few moments, and then sighed. "I took you from there. That makes you my responsibility. And I don't think it's right to let a fourteen-year-old run into battle against an army of dangerous robots."

Andi looked at him, a bit of fondness in her expression. "I'm not an ordinary forteen-year-old."

Tony sighed yet again. "No," he nodded. "You're not."

Andi heard Steve's voice in Tony's helmet. "Ultron's at the heart of the city. He's all yours."

Time was running out. Tony couldn't fight this any longer. "Take this," he said, putting his helmet back on but holding a hand out to give Andi an earpiece. "Our main task is getting civilians to safety. Evacuation. Please do only that," Tony instructed as she took the earpiece and fitted it.

"Got it," she nodded.

Tony began to lift off of the ground, ready to fly off. He picked Andi up at the last minute, dropping her off closer to where Steve was, helping people out of their cars on a bridge and toward the edge of the city. As he hovered in the air after letting Andi down on the road, he spoke again. "Be careful, kid."

And with that, he was gone.

Andi turned to meet Steve's gaze as he jogged over to her. People all around were running in the same direction — to get out of the city. "You alright?" He asked her, coming to a stop in front of her.

She nodded. Through the earpiece, she could vaguely hear Tony and Ultron, in conversation. "Let's get these people out of here," she murmured, and Steve nodded.

Just before either of them could move though, the ground at their feet burst open, and metal hands clawed their way out. As Andi looked around, she saw that it was happening everywhere. Robots were emerging from the ground, from nearby rivers, and starting to attack. Which just made this whole thing a lot harder.

Steve and Andi got to work. There were still some people on the bridge, which Steve tended to, while Andi turned in the other direction and ushered people to continue moving, occasionally reaching her hands out to use her powers and pull apart any robot that tried to harm the innocents. Except for back in the Avenger's tower, this would mark the first official time she was using her powers willingly, and for good.

It was already very clear that they were grossly outnumbered, but Andi kept at it. Metal, earth, those were her strong suits. She tore through any robot that came her way, wisps of purple energy escaping her fingers and doing the work for her, like an energy force bound to her. It was not unlike Wanda's abilities, but whereas Wanda used her energy for most things, Andi's could only be used on Earthen elements — which was still quite a large chunk of things.

A few robots had overpowered Steve on the bridge. For the most part, people were off, but the robots didn't seem to be allowing Steve to get to safety or to help other people. He was busy attacking one of the robots, when one came at him from behind.

Knowing it would be too late if she called out to him, Andi held a hand out in that direction, forcing Steve's shield out of his hand. The things flew through the air, destroying the robot behind him, as well as ten other robots all heading for him, before returning to his hand like a boomerang. He looked back in surprise, meeting her gaze, and nodded his thanks before continuing to help the civilians, which was what Andi continued to do as well.

Overhead, Andi spotted Tony, flying around and helping, shooting robots out of the sky, and she wondered who was keeping Ultron busy right now, but she was too focused on other things to pay that attention to anything else.

Andi had moved along down the road as more people began to run. She was trying to take out as many of the robots as she could, but it was hard, and she was being overwhelmed. She had stepped into a street, trapping one underneath a pile of rubble, but seven more took its place, almost lined up in front of her.

Andi lifted her hands, intending to take them apart one by one, but before she could, an invisible force zipped past, and before she knew it, the robots were just pieces of shredded metal now.

Standing a few feet away was Pietro, and he was looking at her. "I'm glad you're okay," he said, walking over to her.

"Glad?" Andi echoed, shuffling nervously from foot to foot. "You're not mad?" Him and Wanda had been her only friends and she had left them. Of course, she had done so because she didn't believe in their motives to go after Tony, but she had still left them nonetheless.

"Of course not," Pietro shook his head. "You're like a sister to us. All Wanda and I ever wanted was to keep you safe, and get you away from Strucker. It didn't happen the way we hoped but you're safer. We... we had our thoughts and morals clouded by revenge. That wasn't right. Ultron is the only enemy here."

And Andi was glad to hear that. She offered him a small smile but before she could say anything else, the ground began to shake again.

Part of Andi though that more robots were coming, but that wasn't the case. This was more like a massive earthquake. Pietro put a hand on his shoulder, yanking her back, as the ground at her feet cracked, beginning to split. Part of her wondered if she was somehow doing this without realising, but the tremors stretched on for miles, throughout the city, and the last time she'd done this was under immense amounts of pain at the hands of Strucker, when she'd been twelve.

Buildings were falling, glass shattering, and Pietro helped speed her out of the way just as a building was about to collapse on them. He stopped at the entrance of the bridge, where Steve now stood, and they watched as it began to fall apart, cars tipping off the edge. The city was rising into the sky.

All of Ultron's robots stopped attacking, to stand and hover in the air, and Ultron's voice came out of all of them, simultaneously, meaning his voice was heard throughout the rising city of Sokovia.

"Do you see the beauty of it? The inevitability. You rise, only to fall. You, Avengers, you are my meteor. My swift and terrible sword. And the Earth will crack with the weight of your failure. When the dust settles, the only thing living in this world will be metal."