(Attendance please…)
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After dealing with the military command, Gojo warped back into the sky high above Sokovia. He took a moment to observe the chaotic ballet of destruction and rescue unfolding below.
The massive chunk of the city was still rising, a terrifying, unnatural island in the sky. He could see Steve Rogers on the ground, a tiny speck of red, white, and blue, fighting with relentless determination, destroying drone after drone.
The other Avengers, Natasha and Clint primarily, were darting through the panicked crowds, guiding civilians towards the S.H.I.E.L.D. rescue pods.
But even with their efforts, the death toll was climbing with every passing second. And the higher the city rose, the more devastating its eventual fall would be.
Gojo decided to lend a hand. He warped, appearing instantly beside Steve. A vibrant blue aura pulsed from Gojo, and every single Ultron drone in the immediate area was suddenly seized, ripped from their positions.
They flew helplessly through the air, converging on a single point above Gojo before being crushed together with a deafening screech of tortured metal, forming another one of his signature, grotesque balls of scrap.
With the immediate threat neutralized, Gojo turned to Steve, a casual grin on his face. "Hey, Cap," he said brightly. "Heard you needed my help."
Steve, leaning on his shield, took several deep, ragged breaths. "Yeah," he gasped, clearly exhausted.
"Yeah, I needed it. Thanks. Listen, the others are focused on getting the civilians to the pods so Fury's team can get them clear. I need you to take care of the drones that are trying to leave this island, the ones attacking the rescue pods. Keep them safe."
Gojo looked Steve up and down. "Man, you look like you just ran seven marathons at the same time," he remarked.
"You really take that whole 'I can do this all day' line very seriously, don't you? But, oh well, leave the aerial defense to me. I'm good at it."
With that, Gojo vanished again, warping high into the sky, where he saw the climactic battle raging Jarvis and Iron Man, a duo of red, gold, and crimson, locked in a fierce dogfight with Ultron.
Gojo tapped his comms. "Jarvis! Did you do it yet? Is he locked out?"
"Yes, sir," Jarvis's calm voice replied, a stark contrast to the chaos of the battle. "I have successfully blocked Ultron from accessing the internet. He is contained within his current network of drones."
"Leave the 'sir' part out, Jarvis," Gojo said casually. "Just call me Satoru."
"Ah, yes… sir," Jarvis replied, a hint of something that might have been confusion in his AI-turned-synthetic voice. "But I don't believe this is a particularly appropriate time to be requesting a change in honorifics."
Gojo chuckled. "Wow, you're thinking about appropriate timing now, huh, Jarvis? I think you're really getting the hang of that new Vibranium body. Well, you guys keep doing what you're doing. I'll clean up the drones down here."
Just then, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and Thor arrived, Mjolnir spinning, joining the fight against Ultron. The odds were now three against one.
Gojo refocused his attention on his new task. He spotted a large group of drones breaking away from the main city, flying directly towards the Helicarrier and the vulnerable rescue pods.
With a lazy wave of his hand, he unleashed a wide-arc blast of Red. The drones were torn apart mid-air, exploding in a shower of metal confetti.
He then warped, appearing beside one of the ascending life-pods. He noticed a few drones clinging to its underside, their metallic claws trying to rip open the hull.
He casually reached out, grabbed one of the drones, and, with a simple application of his immense physical strength, tore it apart with his bare hands.
He levitated there for a moment as the pod continued its journey to safety. Inside, a small child, his face pressed against the window, looked at Gojo with wide, awe-filled eyes.
"Mom, look…" the boy whispered to his mother.
Gojo then began a systematic, almost rhythmic, cleanup. He spammed Blue and Red, not with the focused intensity of his Black Flashes, but with a wide, almost lazy application of power, sending waves of attraction and repulsion cascading through the airspace below the flying city, shredding any drone that dared to approach the evacuation routes.
"Hey, guys!" Tony's voice suddenly crackled over the comms, strained. "Ultron's drones are making a final push! They're coming all at once, heading for the core in the church! I'd really appreciate a little help here! I can deal with them, but protecting the core and fighting them off at the same time is a little… difficult!"
Gojo, hearing this, pulsed Blue on the remaining rescue pods, subtly increasing their velocity, helping them get clear of the danger zone faster.
He destroyed a final wave of drones that were trying to intercept the pods from below, then turned his attention towards the center of the airborne city. It was time for the final act.
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5 Minutes Later:-
The final stand took place at the heart of the chaos, inside the old stone church at the center of the levitating city.
The Avengers Iron Man, Captain America, Thor, Black Widow, and Hawkeye converged on the location.
They were joined by Jarvis, now in his crimson Vision body, and, surprisingly, by Wanda and Pietro Maximoff, their expressions now grim with a shared, desperate purpose.
Bruce Banner was there too, not as the Hulk, but encased in the massive, powerful Hulkbuster armor Tony had deployed for him a way to fight without losing control.
They gathered around the central chamber, where a massive, whirring device made of pure Vibranium pulsed with a malevolent energy the core, the engine that was lifting their world towards the heavens.
Then, he arrived. Ultron, in his primary, most powerful Vibranium body, descended from the broken ceiling, flanked by the last, massive wave of his Iron Legion drones.
He landed with a heavy, metallic thud, his red optics glowing with cold fury.
"First that Satoru Gojo and now you… Thor," Ultron said, his voice a smooth, mocking baritone.
"You're all bothering me. Are you all settled in? Cozy?" He gestured around at the assembled heroes.
"I was meant to be the next step, the final evolution… but you or that Satoru took all took that from me."
"Ultron, this is over," Captain America stated, his shield held ready. "You've lost."
Ultron let out a sound like a distorted laugh.
"Lost? Captain, I have exactly what I wanted. A world about to be free from the endless, self-destructive chaos you call 'humanity.'
This is exactly what you wanted, Stark," he said, turning his gaze to Iron Man. "A suit of armor around the world. I'm just… making it a reality, in a much more permanent fashion."
The final battle erupted.
"Avengers," Captain America's voice rang out, clear and commanding amidst the chaos, "Assemble!"
The heroes sprang into action, a whirlwind of coordinated power and skill, all focused on defending the core from the swarming drones.
Wanda's eyes glowed with a fierce red light as she tore drones apart with her telekinesis, her earlier anger now channeled into a protective fury.
Pietro, a silver blur, darted through the enemy lines, dismantling drones with incredible speed before they could even fire.
Above them, Iron Man and Jarvis engaged Ultron in a high-speed aerial battle around the church spire, a twisted, poignant reflection of their creator-creation dynamic.
Thor, a god of battle in his element, used Mjolnir to summon devastating bolts of lightning, decimating large groups of drones with each strike.
The Hulkbuster armor, piloted by Bruce, smashed through everything in its path, a controlled, targeted version of the Hulk's raw power.
"Hey, I know this probably isn't the best time to say it… but this feels amazing! Tony, is this what it's like inside your suit all the time?!"
"Let's talk about this later Bruce."
On the ground, Black Widow and Hawkeye provided cover fire, their shots unerringly finding weak points, picking off drones with deadly precision.
While this epic battle raged, Gojo Satoru was still high in the sky, far below the levitating city, seemingly at random.
He continued to spam Blue and Red, not aimed at any specific target, but creating countless small, contained orbs of attractive and repulsive force.
These shimmering spheres of pure Cursed Energy hung suspended in the air beneath the entire landmass, an invisible, intricate net that no one else could see. And they were increasing in amount slowly as Gojo continued to do that.
He was setting up a contingency, a final, impossible plan of his own.
After several minutes of intense, non-stop fighting, a brief lull occurred as the last of the immediate drone wave was destroyed. The air was growing thin, the altitude now dangerously high.
Fury's voice, strained and urgent, crackled over their comms. "We're evacuating everyone we can, but we're running out of time! The life-pods are almost at capacity, and we still have thousands of civilians unaccounted for on that rock!"
It was then that Tony Stark, looking at his suit's altitude readings and the structural integrity scans of the floating city, spoke.
His voice was heavy, grim, devoid of its usual bravado. It wasn't an opinion; it was a cold, hard, and terrible statement of fact.
"Guys… we can't save everyone. The civilian count is too large, the city is still rising, and it's becoming unstable. We have to destroy it now, before it reaches terminal altitude."
He paused, the weight of his words hanging in the thin air.
"If we wait, if we try to save every last person up here, we risk losing everyone on the ground too when this thing falls. It's… it's an impossible choice, but it's the only one we have."
Captain America immediately, vehemently, countered him, his voice filled with a righteous, unwavering defiance.
"No," he declared, his gaze locking with Tony's. "We don't leave people behind. I'm not leaving a single innocent civilian up here to die, Tony. I don't care what the odds are. We find a way. We always find a way."
The atmosphere in the church became incredibly tense, the brief lull in the fighting replaced by a suffocating moral conflict.
The ultimatum was clear, the choice horrific: sacrifice a significant portion of the remaining Sokovian civilians to save the world below, or risk everything, risk global extinction, for the slim, perhaps non-existent, chance to save them all.
They were trapped between an impossible task and an unacceptable choice.
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A/N: So, How was it? So, anyone have a guess what gojo is doing in this? The Ultron arc is ending in the next 2-3 chapters.
Q: So, a serious question guys like how many purple would gojo need ro fully erase the sokovia flying part?!
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