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Issue #1 November 2003	“Disaster” Written By John Jones

In the world you know, Ultron continued to advance itself in power and continued its drive to wipe out organic life. And each time, the heroes known as the Avengers were there to stop his maniacal rampage.

The most recent encounter with Ultron was a truly gruesome affair. The adamantium-covered robot had just destroyed the Eastern European nation of Slorenia, annihilating the entire population. He then sent lower grade versions of himself to abduct his 'family' with the purpose of using their brain patterns as means to create a huge robotic family to take over the world. This 'family' of Ultron's consisted of: Dr. Hank Pym - creator and father, Janet Van Dyne, A.K.A The Wasp - ex-wife of Dr. Pym and surrogate mother to Ultron, Vision - synthezoid created by and son of Ultron, Simon Williams, aka Wonder Man - the organic 'brother' of The Vision and the man whose thought patterns helped create The Vision, Wanda Maximoff, aka The Scarlet Witch - ex-wife to The Vision and lover to Simon, and Eric Williams aka The Grim Reaper, villainous biological brother of Simon.

And as if those plans were not enough of an abomination, Ultron used the corpses of the Slorenian people to create a robotic army of zombie cannon fodder to slow down the Avengers, whom he knew were coming. And indeed they did!

Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Black Panther, and Firestar waded into the zombie nightmare only to discover they must then face an army of lower grade Ultrons. Much blood and sweat had already been spent on the robotic corpses and even more on this trial, but they would succeed only to face the prime horror, the night terror of Ultron himself.

The heroes freed their friends, Ultron's 'family', and battle ensued. As valiantly as they held the front, all the courage they mustered and all the power they wielded was just not enough. In fact, if it had not been for the timely intervention of the young hero Justice with the antarctic vibranium, disaster would have occurred. Dr. Pym took the metal and used it to dissolve Ultron completely, finally and ultimately destroying the evil robot.

In the world you know, the Avengers came out of this event triumphant and virtually unscratched, avenging the practically extinct nation of Slorenia. Dr. Henry Pym came out of the years of self doubt, anxiety, and guilt of creating such a horror. Dr. Pym was absolved.

But, this is not the world you know. This is a world that, while similar to yours, is not quite the same. It is one that diverges from these events, an altered vision, if you will, of the familiar. It is one of disaster..

Captain America wearily leans against the tunnel wall. He does not know the last time he has been so weary! To make matters worse, he is not only in this state physically, but mentally as well! 'I must not give in to despair', thinks the star-spangled Avenger. "My team is depending on me!" mumbles the exhausted man.

With an effort, he pushes off the wall and gauges his winded team. They have been through hell and back so far, and would have to delve even further into this cybernetic nightmare! As if facing off against the robotic zombies of Slorenia had not been enough, they then had battled several Ultrons, each more formidable than the last. Now, they were trudging along these tunnels, searching to free their captured friends, purchasing every step with their own blood the entire way.

Cap looks at the members of his team and feels a surge of pride; after all, he does lead the greatest team on the face of the Earth! His eyes traveling across this stellar group, they come to land on Thor, Asgardian God of Thunder, kneeling in eternal vigilance of strength and endurance, his hammer Mjorin cradled on his knee. The Asgardian has strength beyond measure and every ounce of it was needed already today, with more of it needed in the coming hours.

The Sentinel of Liberty's gaze falls on another Avenger, a gold and red armored one. Iron Man, the Golden Avenger, a technological wonder of repulsor, beams, lasers, and jet boots is using his hi-tech brain to try and find a means to circumvent the army of Ultrons. Yet the human within the mighty shell, Tony Stark - billionaire and benefactor of the Avengers, had been found wanting, according to his own thoughts. Each time he had felt they were going to avoid the murderous carbon copies, they had run into another bunch. His power cells were being depleted, his body inside the metal shell was being hammered, and his mental state had been slipping due to the stress. Yet through Cap's and the other's eyes, Iron Man had fought on and kept trying. Tony's stalwart doggedness had helped the others push on.

The Captain is proud of his two friends but he is even more so of the fiery redhead and newest Avenger, Firestar. Her powers over microwave energy had been a blessing considering the robotic menaces they had faced this day. However, after repeated uses of her power against their foes, she is exhausted, barely able to lift her head from its slumped position. In spite of her outward appearance, the fire in her eyes shows her inner strength, courage, and ability. Cap knows that with a few more years' experience she will possibly be a great leader for the Avengers.

Captain America does not have anymore time for reflection when the final member of his team, the Black Panther - T'Challa, Ruler of Wakanda, comes sprinting back from his scouting mission. T'Challa's lithe and agile form helps the African king in stealth and speed, yet he had been dealing with as much luck as Iron Man in avoiding the Ultrons.which is to say, none.

"Captain! At least 30 Ultrons are on their way!" the Panther shouts. But Captain America does not really need the warning, for he sees the glow of several red eyes and hears the pounding of metallic feet on the stone flooring. The Captain nods, raising his photonic shield, and grunting, "Avengers.assemble!"

Meanwhile, deeper in the tunnels, in a secret surveillance room in the underbelly of Slorenia, a massive bank of computers noisily works away as its master appears to gloat at the screens. In truth, the face of this villain does not gloat as you and I would think of it, for it is the horrific visage of the technological terror known as Ultron, and its face is frozen in this manner. One cannot tell by looking at him, but Ultron is very interested in what it sees.

It turns to face the captives imprisoned on the opposite wall; Dr. Henry Pym, Janet Van Dyne, The Vision, Simon Williams, Eric Williams, and Wanda Maximoff. They are each shackled down to surgical beds, each of them wearing power dampers to deactivate their powers. Cybernetic helmets that are copying their brain patterns and memories are fastened to their heads.

The metal villain walks over to a pair of helpless heroes, the synthezoid Vision and the powerful Wonder Man. Its cold computerized voice questions, "Do you know what I have discovered, my wayward son and former ally?" The two look at Ultron with a bold glare of anger. "Your brain patterns," continues Ultron, "are no longer the same." The duo look at one another in confusion. "Yes, you do not understand, do you? My son, your brain patterns have changed due to your different experiences. You and your 'simeon' brother are individuals in body and MIND now!" chortled the villain. "You are an individual, like me!"

While Ultron tells his findings to the perplexed Avengers, Dr. Henry Pym whispers to his friend and lover, Janet Van Dyne. "Janet.Janet!" Janet turns and looks at her friend and former husband with a mixture of fear and confidence; the fear at their present situation and confidence in Hank, as some know him. In the past, Hank always overcame Ultron one way or another.

"What is it, Hank?" Janet whispers back. The scientist looks deep into those eyes that encourage him; eyes that drive him on every day, eyes that he loves so dearly.and eyes that he had hurt time after time. He hesitates, but before she can ask again, he continues, "Jan, I am responsible for all of this. For Ultron. You see." Janet's eyes now flash with irritation as she interrupts him. "Not now, Hank! Not now! This is not the time for self-loathing. We all know you created Ultron! We know that! You are not responsible for."

This time it is Dr. Pym who interrupts Janet. "No, Janet, you don't understand!" he whispers in sadness. "Janet, Ultron never could have become sentient without help.from human brain patterns." He looks into those eyes that are just beginning to show understanding and horror. 'That-a-girl, Janet! You were always a bright one when you were not playing a ditzy, air-brained heiress.' thinks the proud and shamed doctor. "Yes, Janet," continues Hank, "those brain patterns are mine. My prides, jealousies, fears, and madness are all responsible for this. I am responsible for this!"

He looks at her in sadness, very sure that after this was over he would never see her again. He is surprised at the fierceness of her voice. "What about your other qualities, Henry Pym? Hmmm? What of those?" demands Janet. When Hank tries to fumble an answer, she overrides him. "No, I will tell you what happened to those. He.It chose not to use them. Like he was saying to Vision and Simon, through different experiences he is now different from you. He took a different path with his very first thought and from that point he was NOT YOU!"

He looks deeply into those strong, lovely eyes and shudders. Deep within, an anxiety, a fear, a guilt releases from strong, self-made chains of torment. She does not blame him. She does not hate him. Janet mistakes his silence for doubt. "Hank, do you understand? Hank."

"Yes I do. Thank you, Janet. And Janet, I.I.have to tell you one more thing. Janet, I." He freezes, looking into those eyes that held so much concern. 'Say it, man! Say it! For the love of all, TELL HER!' thinks the desperate man. "Hank, what." "I love you, Janet. I love you. I always have and always will. I love you, Janet Van Dyne, I love you!" He looks into her eyes and feels stronger and lighter as another internal burden is beginning to lift. He knows it will not completely lift itself unless it has the key to unlock itself; the key he so desperately needs to hear. 'Please Janet, oh please! I need to hear you say it! Please!' Hank desperately pleads with his eyes, shimmering with unshed tears.

She looks back at him with those eyes he loves so dearly, those eyes he needs so very much, those eyes that now exude newly awakened fear. And with the turning of her head away from him, he feels his burden become heavy again, a thousand times over, and drag him back down into Hades. He hangs his head and those previously unshed tears fall.

Vance Astrovich, A.K.A. Justice, hopes the Quinjet's automatic pilot knows what it is doing because he isn't too sure he knows either. For as long as he can remember, he had wanted to be an Avenger; even before he knew he was a mutant. But now that he is an Avenger, he just cannot seem to do anything right! Vance feels like he has humiliated himself in front of his heroes and fiancée, Angelica Jones, A.K.A. Firestorm, many times over.

Now he has a chance to redeem himself. He is rushing over the Atlantic to the now dead nation of Slorenia to deliver the anti-metal known as Antarctic Vibranium. This Vibranium is different from its African cousin because its sheer presence can cause metal to become brittle and even melt upon contact. That is why he has to travel with it in a plastic case; otherwise the Quinjet would be a flying pile of goo. The Antarctic Vibranium is what he needs to take out Ultron and prove to everyone once and for all that he is an Avenger. Now, if he only makes it on time!

While Ultron begins the pattern scanning on the villain known as the Grim Reaper, the Vision is using his cybernetic brain to try and gain access to the computers in the bunker. Ultron had not realized that hooking Vision to the pattern analyzer also gives him the chance for freedom.

Vision scans the protocols and electronic packets with rapidity only a synthezoid could accomplish. Although you cannot tell by his calm affect, the Vision desperately is trying to find a way to defeat his "father". His attempt leads him to accidentally accessing the bed's restraints, popping them open with a hiss.

Ultron turns to see his "son" rise from the bed, still with the power dampers and helmet attached. "Ah, I see you are as resourceful as ever, my son! I shouldn't have been so careless as to leave you hooked into the system; I should have known you would take advantage of it!" drones the metal villain with a shake of his head. Vision gives a side glance to his friends and family. He now knows the command to release the bed shackles but it is useless if they cannot use their powers. 'I need to stall Ultron until I find the correct command to free us!' thinks the Avenger as he simultaneously scans thousands of files. A plan comes to the synthetic mind.

"I know the true reason for all this madness, Ultron." states Vision coolly. Ultron chuckles, "Oh? Why not enlighten me then, son, since I have already told you the purpose." Vision steps toward Ultron and quietly speaks, "You are lonely. You are lonely and alone, terrified of never knowing your purpose, or someone who can understand you. And no matter how many humans you befriend, you still feel this way, because you are not of flesh and blood but metal and circuit. How do I know this? Because I have those same fears, and I recognize them in you."

The Vision steps closer to his silent predecessor. 'So close! Only a little more time!' thinks Vision. The two robotic creatures stand face to face, each measuring up the other. "I know all this, Ultron. And I have an alternative." Continued Vision. "Release us, Ultron. Release us and I will willingly join you. We will explore our purpose together. You, we, need not be alone again!" 'Almost.Almost' thinks Vision. "Please.Father!"

Ultron places his cold robotic hands on the Vision's synthetic shoulders in a warm, familiar grasp. "Son," begins Ultron, "What type of fool do you take me for?" Vision tries to step back as prods pop out of Ultron's fingers like claws, but is unable to as the prods sink deep into the synthetic flesh. The Vision screams "0101100111011110001!" and collapses into a convulsing mass at Ultron's feet!

"You bastard!" screams Henry Pym. Ultron chuckles as he kicks the inert Vision.
" Don't worry, Father. I haven't forgotten you. I will deal with you after I." The monster is interrupted as one of the walls showers down in stone pebbles and dust. Standing on the opposite side, grimly glaring at Ultron, are the battle-weary Avengers! Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Black Panther, and Firestar have carved their way through the hellatious nightmares to face off against the ringmaster of this atrocity. Thor points his hammer Mjorin at the evil creature, "Ultron, we wish to have words with thee."

Still in the Quinjet, Vance searches for a place to land without setting down on top of the corpses. He whistles nervously as he looks at the devastation. 'Dear God, why?' silently questions the young hero. He wonders if the Nazi concentration camps were anything like this. He angrily pounds his fist against the flight console. 'It might be a different situation, but it is being caused by the same type of creature! A mad, power-hungry abomination that thinks it is better than others! If there is a hell for robots, I hope Ultron goes there quickly!' angrily thinks Justice.

Seeing no "safe" place to land, he offers an apology to the fallen and sets down the Quinjet. Using his powers, he levitates himself and the Antarctic Vibranium to the hatch, and opens it. Vance is slammed by the terrible smell of decomposing corpses. It is so vicious that he does not have a chance to hold back the urge to vomit! He empties his stomach and wretches until his nose and mind desensitized to the carnage.

'Okay.enough wasting time. Got to find the others.' thinks the brave young man. Pressing a button on a tracer he begins to follow the trail of his fellow heroes. It leads him to a cave in which a pathway of destroyed "Ultrons" go, further into the depths. "Well, I guess I just follow this path to find the others." And with that, he descends into Hell.

Captain America is calm, cool and collected as he barks his orders; "Iron Man, Firestar, flank Ultron on the left and right! Thor, take him straight on! Panther, release the prisoners!" This is second nature for the star-spangled Avenger but also for his fellow teammates. Firestar fires a powerful microwave burst at the villain as Iron Man unloads his repulsor ray on Ultron as well. On top of these powerful attacks, Thor swings and throws his mighty hammer Mjorin as well. The three-way attack knocks the metallic genocidal maniac off his feet and into the opposing wall. The masonry crumbles and buries Ultron under tons of rock.

However, the victory is short-lived, as Ultron shrugs off the heavy rubble as if it is only dust. He stands laughing, "Is that all you monkeys have? Your deaths shall be simple if that is so! Come, Avengers! Come to your death!" chuckles the murderous robot.

As Ultron laughs off the Avengers' formidable attack, the Black Panther leaps over to the prisoners to free them from their bonds. The first person he comes to is Eric Williams, better known as the villain Grim Reaper. This is a man who has attempted to kill the Avengers many times, but this does not stop the Wakandan king from freeing him. 'No man deserves to die like this!' thinks the African nobleman.

Before he can release the bound man from his final shackles, Ultron spots the diversionary tactic's goal. "Oh, no you don't, Panther! He's mine to play with!" screams the furious robot. Picking up a heavy piece of rubble, he throws it with ease at the Avenger, and with such speed that the Avenger is caught off guard.

T'challa's thoughts are running at such a fast pace it seems everything is standing still. He knows he could leap out of the way, avoiding the boulder, but that would leave the man he freed to die under the heavy stone. With no hesitation, T'challa throws the startled man aside as the rubble smashes into him with a sickening crunch. Shards of stone and metallic pieces from the surgical bed are now imbedded into the Panther's broken body, leaving him looking like a man-sized voodoo doll stuck with pins.

The Avengers, those free and shackled, cry out at this outrage in horror because T'challa is not moving. Thor's lip curls as he yells, "For thy evil done this day, I shall smite thee into Hela's Kingdom!" The heavily muscled godling throws himself at Ultron and the two begin to trade blow after mighty blow.

Since Iron Man cannot get in a clean shot, he too throws himself at Ultron. After all, with his armor he is almost as strong as Thor. The two Avengers bounce the robot between them like a ping pong ball!

While the two mightier Avengers deal with the aggressor, Captain America and Firestar go to deal with their bound and fallen friends. Cap runs to his fallen friend T'challa. 'Dear God! Be alive, just be alive!' pleads the frightened leader silently. He gets to the Panther and notices how badly his body is broken, but the good sign is that he is still breathing. "T'challa, can you hear me?" demands Cap. All he can hear is a faint mumbling, "Get.for.Avenger." Captain cradles the Black Panther's shattered body gently like a new-born babe. "What's that, T'challa?" asks the Avenger leader. The Panther's words come barely above a whisper, but Captain America feels each word go through him with the power of the Panther's unbroken spirit. "Get that metallic bastard Avenger!" Captain America nods, stands, and salutes the Panther. With that, he switches his photonic shield into a staff and joins the battle.

While this is going on, Angelica is being confronted by the Grim Reaper. Although freed from the bed and helmet, he is still shackled at his hands, leaving him clumsily thrashing about. "Get me free! I can help you if you just free me!" Angelica looks at her bound friends, but realizes she is going to need help. Using a controlled burst, she melts through the locking mechanism.

The Reaper rubs his newly freed wrists and looks longingly at the hole in the wall, his closest avenue of escape. Angelica will have none of it. She grabs the man by the collar and shook him. "An Avenger is down because he chose to save your life! I freed you when I could have left you for Ultron! Now free the others!" demands the fiery redhead. The taller man looks down at the determined young woman and glares at her. She matches him stare for stare, and finally he shakes his head and turns to help the others.

While those two are freeing the captured Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man, and Thor are still battling Ultron. The three Avengers are keeping the seemingly indestructible robot on the ropes, but just barely. Captain America is quickly trying to think of some means of defeating him, but cannot figure a way past the adamantium. It does not appear as if they are doing any good at all.

Truth be told, Ultron's internal power supply is rapidly depleting due to the beating he is taking. He is trying to find a way to escape from the three Avengers, but every which way he turns there is a hammer, photonic staff, or a repulsor beam.

As Ultron is trying to escape, Firestar and the Grim Reaper are releasing the others. Eric Williams goes straight to his younger brother Simon, A.K.A. Wonder Man. Theirs is a strange relationship of love and hate. Eric grimaces and looks into his brother's eyes. Eric nods to his brother as he releases him from his shackles. Simon sits up and rubs his wrists. "Thanks, bro.Eric, I." but he is interrupted by Eric, "Not now, Simon. Your friends need you!" Simon looks over at his three friends struggling with Ultron and nods.

"Yeah Eric, you're right. Let's." begins the powerful man but stops when he sees his older brother running out of the room into the cleared out caverns. "We'll talk later, buddy." And with that, Simon Williams begins to charge up his body to become the powerful, ionic Wonder Man. He throws himself at Ultron, and hears a horrendous scream. "Simon, no!" and feels himself turn inside out.

What Simon does not know is that Firestar had released Wanda Maximoff, A.K.A. the Scarlet Witch. Wanda has the power of probability change, called hexes, making the impossible, possible. So upon being freed, Wanda casts her powerful hex at Ultron, only to see her friend and love Simon throw himself into the wake of her hex. The one thing about her power is that she has little control over the results. In fact, the only control she has is if she wants something bad to happen, it happens. And she had wanted something bad to happen to Ultron.

But instead, Simon has been the recipient. As soon as he is hit, the ionic power is ripped from him and surges into Ultron. Simon's body is wracked by severe weakness and he is unable to even keep standing. The pain is so bad that his last thought before passing out is that it is a shame he is going to die again so soon.

As Simon passes out, Ultron feels a power like he has never felt before surge through his circuitry. "Yes! Yes! Are you ready to die, Avengers?" chuckles the diabolic robot, glowing purple with ionic power. "I say to thee nay!" shouts Thor, swinging his hammer down upon the head of Ultron with a crushing blow. But the powerful strike against Ultron is met with a horrible ionic backlash! Captain America tries to swing his photonic staff at Ultron but he too confronts the same fate as Thor.

Iron Man takes this all in stride, immediately refocusing his repulsor beam to become a pump to siphon off the energy. 'This has to work.' Thinks the desperate man. And with that, Tony begins to drain off the terrible power.

As Iron Man pulls the power away, Ultron feels it. "You want the power, Avenger? Here, take it!" The ionic power flows once more from individual to individual, this time with such force that Tony's systems overload. This causes wave after wave of electrical current to pulse through his body, ravaging it, and making his amazing suit of armor a glorified paper weight. It slams into the stone floor with enough force to break the stone, badly jarring his body.

To make matters worse, Tony feels something slamming into his back so violently that he can feel it through the armor. Ending with a final, severely sharp pain in his back, he feels nothing more. He knows right away, Ultron just paralyzed him from the neck down.

As Ultron is rendering Iron Man unable to move, Vance is coming down the tunnels as fast as he can. He is surprised at the amount of damage he sees. He has already seen several Ultron duplicates and these sights seem like they will never end, even though he knows they have to eventually. What surprises Justice more is the villain the Grim Reaper had passed him in the tunnels a few minutes ago, running as if the very devils of the abyss were after him. Vance had been tempted to stop and question him, but had decided to let him go. After all, it is the Avengers who are important.

Soon the sound of combat is louder, reverberating down the tunnels, and the darkness is giving way to electrical light. 'Ah, the light at the end of the tunnel!' thinks the whimsical young man. But what he sees drives a wedge of icy fear into his heart. There is the disaster laid out before him. A bleeding, broken Black Panther feebly breathing, Vision lying on the floor motionless, and Iron Man also not moving, his armor so badly dented in the back that whatever lay inside has to be in great pain. He also sees a bewildered Scarlet Witch cradling an unconscious human Wonder Man, and Captain America, Firestar, Thor and the Wasp desperately keeping back a rampaging, cackling Ultron as a gape-mouthed Dr. Pym stares at the results of the battle in shock.

Without even thinking, Justice redirects his telekinesis at Ultron, lifting the robot in the air and dropping the encased Antarctic Vibranium to the floor. "You're not hurting anyone else, Ultron!" the young hero shouts. You can tell that using his power is straining him, causing sweat to flow down his face. With a gasp, his power and will gives out and he drops the villain, releasing him to continue his rampage!

Ultron charges at his newest threat, needing to take out the telekinetic Justice before he has the strength to imprison him again. Metal feet stamp across the stone floor, leaving the young man looking at his death, for he no longer has the strength to move. As Ultron's fist comes down in a vicious killing blow, Vance hears a voice scream, "No!" and he is thrown out of the way at the last moment. The next thing he hears is a sickening crunch, a falling body, and two screams; one the Wasp's and the other Ultron's!

Vance looks over and sees Ultron picking up Dr. Pym gently, Ultron screaming with great anguish, "No Father! No! You were not supposed to die this way! You were to die last! Oh, Father! Oh, Father!" That is when Vance notices, Dr. Pym's face has been caved in upon contact, making it unrecognizable. Henry Pym has sacrificed himself to save another Avenger.

"You bastard!" cried an enraged Wasp. "You let him go! You have no right to touch him!" sobbed Janet as she flies at Ultron, firing her wasp stings. Ultron merely flicks his wrist, swatting her away. "I have every right, Mother! He was my father and I loved him!" stated the cold voice of Ultron.

Janet lands hard beside Justice, reverting to her normal size, and by the encased Antarctic Vibranium. "Loved him?!!? You killed him!!! You always wanted to kill him! That is not love!" sobs the woman.

"Of course it is love. It is the ultimate love, for I wished to have what my father had, and I wanted him to see that I had the strength to seize it. That was why he should have died last. But alas, it is not to be." says the metal monster as he cradles the object of his 'love.'

The other Avengers look on in horror, their strength sapped at this tragic loss. Justice sees in their eyes the anguish but also the fight drains out of them. 'How can we stop Ultron now?' he thinks. He looks over at Janet, sobbing and trying to pick herself up to attack again, when he sees the container of Antarctic Vibranium. "Ms. Van Dyne! The container! Open it!" yells Vance. She looks over at him in confusion. "Open it! What's inside can destroy Ultron!"

Realization dawns on her and Ultron at the same time as both dove for the container. But, Janet gets to it first. She savagely rips open the top and pulls out an unobtrusive black rod that would appear to be harmless if it were not for the fact that Ultron is thrown back by an invisible wave that emitted from it. "It's Antarctic Vibranium, the anti-metal!" shouts Justice in triumph. "It has the power to dissolve even the toughest metals; Even adamantium!" Janet looks at the rod she holds in her hand and then around her. The shackles of the room are already melting. Ultron turns to run, but with a savage look in her eyes, Janet leaps at the fleeing robot's back.

Ultron screams as the contact of the anti-metal melts a huge gaping hole in his back. Hit after hit, more of Ultron dissolves; an arm here, a leg there! "Mother! No! Please, for Father's sake!" pleads Ultron but is never able to finish as Janet punches the rod through his head, caving it in. "I told you not to call him that!" screams the enraged woman. Again and again her fists raise and fall, striking her enemy until all that is left is nothing more than a silvery puddle. Even then, she continues to beat her fists down, until her hands are bleeding from striking the stone floor.

Janet finally drops the Antarctic Vibranium. She turns and crawls to her fallen friend, not even having the strength to rise. She cradles his cold body in her warm arms and shelters his broken face to hers. Ultron is no more, but at such a horrible price. The Avengers that could stand do so behind Janet in silent mourning, watching as her tears and his blood mingles into the cracked stone flooring.

Next Issue : Saying Goodbye To A Friend!

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