Watcher: Time. Space. Reality. It's more than a linear path. It's a prism of endless possibility, where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities, creating alternate worlds from the ones you know. I am the Watcher. I am your guide through these vast new realities. Follow me and ponder the question...

Watcher: We've seen this before, a universe in the final days of destruction. But this particular story...This one, breaks my heart.

NO ONE'S POV:

(Natasha enters the screen riding a motorcycle, being chased by Ultron drones.)

Natasha: Here they come. We got 90 seconds. Start the clock.

(We see Hawkeye, who has a metal arm, starts a timer on his watch & begins shooting Ultron drones out of the air with arrows. Natasha is driving away from some Ultron drones when she's about to drive into some causing her to brake slightly.)

(As she's braking, someone comes flying in, surrounded by red, to engage the Ultron drones.)

(Y/N): Fastball Special!

*STAB*

(Y/N stabs all six of his claws into an Ultron drone causing it to crash to the ground.)

*CRASH*

(Y/N takes his claws out of the Ultron drone & looks up at the other drones coming towards him.)

(Y/N): [growls]

(The drones make their way to Y/N but before they can get too close, they're taken out by a red wave of energy.)

(Y/N): I could've taken them out by myself.

Wanda: Sure you could've. You're welcome by the way.

(Cut to Natasha still being chased by some Ultron drones.)

Natasha: Thanks for the save, killer.

(Y/N): Anytime.

Natasha: It looks like you finally convinced your sister to do the "Fastball Special."

Wanda: If you want to call him on his hands and knees begging, "convincing" then, yeah.

(Y/N): I don't think she needed to know that, Wanda.

Natasha: [chuckles]

(Cut to Clint taking out some Ultron drones after they had spotted him.)

Clint: [grunting]

(Clint takes out the drones around as more arrive. Cut back to Natasha.)

Natasha: We got 30 seconds until their signals reconnect with the hive.

(A drone tackles Natasha off her motorcycle & she takes out the drones around her as Y/N & Wanda regroup with her.)

Natasha: Looks like I wasn't the damsel in distress this time.

(Y/N): I see that.

Natasha: Don't worry. I'm sure I will be...later.

(Y/N): I'm counting on it.

Wanda: [clears her throat]

Natasha: Right. All clear down below. Eighteen seconds, Clint. Clint?

(Y/N): I think the old man needs help. Pietro?

Pietro: Already...

(Cut to Pietro on top of the building where Clint & the drones are.)

Pietro: ...there!

(Pietro quickly takes out some drones as Clint gets his metal arm shot off.)

Clint: That's not cool, guys.

(Two drones tackle Clint off the building.)

Pietro: Crap.

Clint: [screaming]

(Cut to Y/N, Natasha, & Wanda watching Clint fall.)

(Imagine Y/N & Wanda on each side of Natasha.)

(Cut to Clint hitting the ground.)

Clint: [breathing heavily]

(Two Ultron drones are standing over Clint as sinister music plays. Before they can kill Clint, Natasha soars in, destroying the drones with the wheels of her motorcycle.)

Clint: [groans]

(He looks up to see Nat offering him his metal arm as Y/N & Wanda catch up to her.)

Clint: No, don't say it.

Natasha: What? Come on. I feel like you should know me by now. Puns aren't really my style.

Pietro: But they're mine.

(Pietro runs down to them, takes Clint's metal arm from Nat, & offers it to Clint.)

Pietro: Need a hand?

Clint: [sighs] Why couldn't the fall kill me?

(Clint takes his arm from Pietro.)

Natasha: We're getting rusty. Couple more seconds and the Sentry signals would've alerted the Ultron hive mind to our location.

Clint: Which is...where, exactly?

(All of them turn to see a destroyed Kremlin.)

Natasha: Home, sweet home. Well, what's left of it anyway.

(They begin walking towards the destroyed Kremlin.)

Natasha: I'd introduce you to my parents, killer. But...

(Y/N): Ha. I gotcha.

Clint: So you really think the secret to taking down Ultron is here?

Wanda: It has to be.

Natasha: It's Russia, Hawkeye. Secrets were the national pastime.

(Y/N): Or I could just cut him in half with my claws?

Natasha: We've been over this.

Pietro: Yeah, get it through that adamantium skull of yours.

Wanda: We're not risking your life.

(As they walk towards the destroyed Kremlin, Y/N hangs back as he notices a small fire. He walks up to it, takes out a cigar, puts it in his mouth, &...)

(Y/N): *blows out the cigar smoke*

(Y/N looks up at the group walking away then his eyes lock with his sister.)

Wanda: *glares*

(Y/N): Sorry, sorry.

(Y/N puts out the cigar & catches up to everyone as the camera pans up to the Watcher.)

Watcher: The end of the world began with one man's dream.

Watcher: He saw a world of peace. With the Mind Stone, Tony Stark created Ultron. But Ultron only saw one path to peace.

Ultron: The elimination of all life.

Watcher: From puppet to puppet master, Ultron required one thing. An organic body to call his own, one that fused the powers of man, machine, and mind into one. In your universe, the Avengers stole the Cradle and used it to create the hero, Vision. But in this universe, Ultron got his wish. With the infinite power of the Mind Stone, Ultron began to lay waste to the planet.

(Cut to Clint, Natasha, & the Maximoff triplets on a Quinjet.)

Iron Man: Ultron's going after the nuclear codes. I don't know if we can hold him off.

Natasha: We have to take out the satellite network. He can't launch the nukes without them.

Wanda: They're gonna stop him, right?

Pietro: Of course they are.

(Y/N): They're the Avengers.

(Cut to Tony being the only Avenger left facing Ultron.)

Iron Man: You don't...[grunts] You don't have to do this. I made you for peace.

Ultron: It's evolution. Only a primitive mind would fail to see the distinction. Which is why you have to die.

(Ultron activates the nukes everywhere. Thunderbolt Ross is shown looking at the launched nukes as we cut to the Quinjet.)

Natasha: We're too late. He did it.

Clint: Laura...

Wanda: [gasps]

(Pietro hugs her as the camera pans to Y/N.)

(Y/N): Oh, my God.

(Ultron is shown basking in peace.)

Watcher: But the age of Ultron was only beginning.

(Thanos appears behind Ultron with the gauntlet, missing only the Mind Stone. Ultron notices the gauntlet.)

Ultron: Fascinating.

(Ultron, using the Mind Stone, blasts Thanos. Resulting in Thanos being split in...)

(Ultron takes the stones & places them onto his chest.)

Ultron: Wow, I see everything. There are worlds beyond my own. Worlds that need...me.

(Using the stones, Ultron creates a drone army & travels to Asgard which he easily destroys. He also travels to The Sovereign where he collides with the Guardians of the Galaxy but they're defeated. He destroys Skaar & even Ego, the living planet. Finally, he travels to Xandar where Captain Marvel pushes him into Xandar's core.)

Ultron: You have spirit.

Captain Marvel: You can't win.

Ultron: I already have.

(Ultron destroys Xandar, including the surrounding planets.)

(Cut to Ultron out in space, basking in the peace he's created.)

Ultron: It...is done. At last.

Watcher: The realization nearly broke the machine. With his mission complete, Ultron was now just a program without a purpose. The victor without a war, sentenced to spend all of eternity...alone.

Ultron: Who...Who said that?

Watcher: Basking in the boundless silence of his universe, Ultron ascended to a previously unattainable level of consciousness. He became aware of another.

(Ultron turns around.)

Watcher: He became aware of the...

Ultron: I see you.

Watcher: [gasps, breathes heavily]

Ultron: There are universes beyond my own.

(The Watcher closes off the multiverse on Ultron.)

Watcher: I have seen everything that has ever happened. Ever will happen. Ever could happen. And yet, what the hell is this? If a hunger like that were to be unleashed upon the multiverse...

(The multiverse glows green.)

Ultron: I will find you.

Watcher: Even I cannot imagine the horrors that might follow. No, no, no. Even that machine is not as invincible as it might think. There is still hope for this universe. One last hope.

(Cut to Clint, Natasha, Y/N, Wanda, & Pietro inside of the Kremlin, in the archives room.)

Clint: [chuckles] Oh, boy.

Pietro: Those are a lot of boxes.

Natasha: Welcome to the KGB archives.

Clint: [sighs] Okay.

(The walk further into the archives.)

Clint: [echoing] Have any of you ever seen Raiders of the Lost Ark?

Natasha: [echoing] Love that movie.

Wanda: [echoing] It's a classic.

(Y/N): [echoing] Couldn't have said it any better myself.

Clint: Your countrymen never heard of PDFs?

Natasha: Hard copies are harder to steal, easier to destroy. But code, code is slippery, and it never dies.

(Y/N): Wish it did.

Clint: Yeah, I think we learned that the hard way. [sighing] So, where do we start?

Natasha: Just pick a box.

Clint: (Y/N), can't you just sniff out the box we need?

(Y/N): What exactly am I supposed to be sniffing out, Clint? Because all I smell is...[sniffs] paper.

Clint: [sighs] Yeah.

Wanda: Pietro?

Pietro: I know. Let me just stretch.

(The group looks through all of the boxes as does Pietro who's going through boxes at a much faster pace. Natasha goes through a box & finds a shield.)

Natasha: Oh...

(She puts the shield on her back.)

Natasha: Clint? Clint?

(Clint turns around & Natasha shows him the shield.)

Natasha: Is this my color?

Clint: Come on. Don't try to make this fun, Nat.

Wanda: Considering that your hair is also red, I'd say it is your color.

(Y/N): Yeah, it's perfect.

Natasha: Aw, thanks, killer.

Clint: [sighs] My will-to-live meter is flatlining, okay?

(Clint goes through a box as the Watcher watches him.)

Watcher: Oh, you're so close. The answer is right there.

(The camera zooms in on a file with the name...)

Watcher: I can show them. I can intervene. I could save the multiverse and so many, many lives.

(The Watcher realizes that Ultron draws near.)

Watcher: [gasps] Come on. Look. Look. The answer is right there.

(Clint starts to pull out the box with the answer through searching for.)

Watcher: Huh? Yes. Ah, yes!

(Clint stops pulling the box.)

Clint: [sighs] This is pointless.

(Clint sits down.)

Watcher: Wait. What are you...[gasps] Don't sit down. Get up. Get up, come on. You're human. You keep hope against the worst of odds.

(Natasha kneels down to Clint.)

Natasha: Hey, Clint, come on. If we wanna take down Ultron, we need an AI that can combat his code.

Clint: Yes, I know, but it's not here.

Watcher: It's right here.

Clint: Sorry to break it to you, Nat, the Death Star plans are not in the main computer.

Wanda: We haven't even finished looking yet.

(Y/N): I'll help you up.

Clint: I appreciate what you're doing, kids. But the adults are talking.

Watcher: The answer is right there.

Natasha: We're gonna find it. It just takes time.

Clint: What are we going to avenge when we're 90? (Y/N)'s going to be the only one left to avenge anything anyway.

(Y/N): I'd rather it not come to that.

Natasha: You're frustrated. I get it.

Clint: I'm not frustrated. I'm not. I'm tired, okay? We've all lost so much. And I'm not sure there's anything left worth fighting for. You have (Y/N). (Y/N) has you and his siblings. This goes without saying but the Maximoff siblings obviously have each other.

(Y/N): I'm honestly surprised you haven't realized by now but I'm also fighting for you, you dumb old hawk. [groans]

(Y/N walks up to the box that Clint was pulling.)

Watcher: Thank goodness.

(Y/N's about to go through the box when he...)

(Y/N): [sniffs] You guys smell that?

Watcher: What could you possibly be smelling right now?

Wanda: [sniffs] No?

Clint: Stop trying to change the topic, (Y/N).

(Y/N): [sniffs] I'm not.

Natasha: What exactly do you smell?

(Y/N): [sniffs] I don't know...

Watcher: You said it yourself, "that all you can smell is...

(Y/N): [sniffs] Something...someone...cosmic.

Watcher: ...paper."

Natasha: "Cosmic?"

Clint: What does that even mean?

Watcher: I...I have seen many Wolverines across the multiverse. But he is the first to be aware of my presence.

(Y/N turns away from the box & faces the Watcher.)

*SKINT*

(Y/N pops his claws.)

Watcher: What good is popping your claws in this situation? The answer is right beside you!

Wanda: (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Ugh, space. Never mind.

(Y/N retracts his claws.)

Watcher: The answer...

Clint: He's already taken over every program on the planet.

Natasha: Yes, yes. Every digital program.

(She stands up.)

Natasha: The one that I have in mind is a little more analog.

(Natasha nudges Y/N away from the box & looks through it herself.)

Watcher: Hey. Grab it. Grab it.

(Natasha grabs the file.)

Natasha: No way.

Watcher: You did it.

Clint, Wanda, & (Y/N): What?

Natasha: Let's just say you're gonna feel like a real jerk for almost quitting.

Clint: Wait, stop it! That...

(Clint stands up & looks at the file with Natasha.)

Clint: You found it? That was my box.

(Y/N): Then it was my box.

Wanda: Does that really matter?

(Pietro runs up to them.)

Pietro: [breathing heavily] Looks like you found it. Good. Because I need a break...

Natasha: An old HYDRA base in Siberia.

Clint: "Zola." What is that, an acronym?

Natasha: He's a man. Or at least he was. And he is gonna help us wipe out Ultron.

(Cut to the Watcher in the multiverse.)

Watcher: They did it. They really did it. There's still hope.

(Ultron crashes in on the Watcher & blasts him to the ground.)

Ultron: So many universes. So much chaos. They need to be silenced.

Watcher: You do not have to do this.

Ultron: Oh, but it's my purpose.

(Ultron charges at the Watcher.)

Siberia

(The group is inside of the HYDRA base, going down a shaft.)

Clint: Scans show nothing alive.

(Y/N): [sniffs] I just smell us.

Clint: You sure this is the place?

Natasha: Arnim Zola was a HYDRA scientist who infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. in its infancy.

(They're now walking inside of the base.)

Natasha: Before he died in '72, he uploaded his brain to a series of data banks. The one Rogers and I found at Camp Lehigh was destroyed.

Pietro: Her and Captain America, huh?

(Y/N): Shut up, Pietro.

Natasha: The other, HYDRA kept here to supervise the Russian Super Soldier program.

(Natasha walks up to a computer.)

Clint: Oh, sounds like a real mensch.

(Natasha starts up the computer.)

Clint: You sure you wanna put all of our eggs in such a morally questionable basket?

Natasha: The U.S. government once asked the same question about me.

Clint: [chuckles] I'll take that as a yes.
Wanda: What do we have to lose?

(The computer starts, showing Zola's face.)

Zola: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. And the triplets. Romanoff, Natalia Alianovna. Barton, Clinton Francis.

Natasha: "Francis"? Really?

Pietro: [laughs]

Natasha: How did I not know that?

Clint: It's a family name. After my mee-maw. Don't you worry about it.

Natasha & (Y/N): Your mee-maw?

Zola: Maximoff, Pietro Django. Maximoff, Wanda Django. Maximoff, (Y/N) Django.

Clint: "Django"? The character from the Tarantino movie?

Wanda: What?

Pietro: Of course not.

(Y/N): So uncultured.

Natasha: The Belgian-born Romani-French jazz guitarist and composer.

(Y/N): That's...exactly right.

Natasha: You're surprised?

(Y/N): I love you.

Natasha: I know.

Zola: I imagine you have many questions, Fräulein, about who and what and how I am.

Natasha: Not really. I've actually met you before. Well, a copy of you. It's a long story. We need your help.

Zola: Even though you work for...And you know I work for...

Clint: A lot has changed since you were last booted up.

(Y/N): You don't self-update?

Clint: HYDRA's dead. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s dead. Actually, pretty much everyone else is dead.

Pietro: Real bummer.

Natasha: Because of an AI called Ultron.

Zola: And I assume you want me to infiltrate his code and dismantle it from the inside?

Natasha: You did a pretty good number on S.H.I.E.L.D. the same way.

Zola: But why, pray tell, would you think that my strategic objectives would ever align with yours?

Clint: Because you're the last surviving Zola copy left.

(Clint holds up a water bottle.)

Clint: And I've ruined a lot of laptops this way.

(Clint is about to pour some water.)

Zola: [gasps] Nein!

Natasha: It's true. Just ask S.H.I.E.L.D. IT.

(Y/N): Or if you want a quicker end...

*SKINT*

(Y/N pops three of his claws.)

(Y/N): I could just slash you into pieces.

Wanda: I'd advise you to help us.

Natasha: His claws cut just about anything.

Zola: All right, all right. What exactly do you have in mind?

Moments Later...

(Natasha picks up her phone.)

Natasha: Dialing Avengers Tower.

Ultron: Uh, hello?

Natasha: Hi, I'd like to order a pizza.

Ultron: What? Who is this?

Natasha: Tell me, do you guys offer gluten-free crust? What toppings do you want, killer?

(Y/N): Extra pepperoni!

Natasha: Wanda, Pietro?

Pietro: Pineapple!

Wanda & (Y/N): Really?

Pietro: What?

(Y/N): I can't even look at you.

Ultron: Identifying your geo-positional coordinates.

(Natasha hangs up.)

Clint: You havin' some fun?

Natasha: You know, simple pleasures.

(Y/N): Gotta enjoy the little things, Clint.

Natasha: I give us two minutes.

(Clint starts downloading Zola onto an arrow.)

Zola: And as for the mission parameters?

Natasha: Ultron himself is currently off-world. So, our only option is to upload you via a Sentry drone.

Clint: We snag one, plug you in, 90 seconds later, give the big guy a piece of your mind.

Pietro: Easy peasy.

(Y/N): Hopefully.

Zola: Well, he will not be the first genocidal megalomaniac I have had to contend with, ja?

(The download finishes.)

Natasha: Torch it.

(Clint sets the laptop on fire as Ultron drones arrive. Clint fires the Zola arrow into a drone. Just another drone is about to take the arrow out; Natasha, Pietro, Wanda, & Y/N engage the surrounding drones. Natasha slowly pulls the drone with the Zola arrow in it towards Clint as the triplets follow her. Eventually, they all make it to Clint where he closes the door on the oncoming Ultron drones who are pounding at the door.)

Natasha: You think it'll hold?

Clint: Got 90 seconds to find out.

Zola: Correction, 52 seconds.

(They turn to face Zola who's now in the Ultron drone.)

Zola: I have already initiated my signal blast.

Clint: Wow, it actually worked.

Natasha: Now we're in the game.

(Zola slowly gets up but before he can fully, Wanda lifts him up using her powers.)

Zola: What are you doing?

*SKINT*

(Y/N pops three of claws &...)

*SLASH*

(Slashes Zola's legs off.)

Zola: [exclaims] What was that for?

(Natasha takes the arrow out of his eye.)

Clint: Just a precaution, in case you wanna try anything funny.

Zola: Your team-building instincts need work.

Clint: Yeah, yeah. Tell it to HR.

(Y/N): I think they're fine.

(The Ultron drones continue pounding onto the door.)

Natasha: Time check.

Zola: Hive connection in three, two, one...

(Zola establishes hive connection but the drones still pound at the door.)

Natasha: That doesn't sound promising.

Wanda: Not promising at all.

Clint: Zola, better not be messing with us.

Zola: I assure you, if I had a life to swear on, I would. The Ultron hive mind appears to be out of range.

Pietro: Of course it is.

(The Ultron drones break through the door.)

Natasha: That door is not gonna hold. We gotta move-

(Y/N kisses Natasha.)

Natasha: What was that for?

(Y/N): Good luck.

Clint: We're gonna need it.

(Natasha puts Zola on her back & starts climbing up as does Clint & Y/N. Pietro scoops up Wanda & quickly jumps from platform to platform upwards. The Ultron drones finally break through the door.)

Clint: Go, go, go!

(Clint fires arrows at the oncoming drones, Natasha shoots them, & Y/N slashes the ones close enough to him. Pietro is almost at the top when...)

*BLAST*

(One of the drones blasts him in the back.)

Pietro: Ah!

Wanda: Pietro!

(Causing him & Wanda to crash into the ground above.)

Wanda: [groans]

(Cut back down to Clint, Natasha, Zola, & Y/N making their escape.)

(Y/N): Pietro, Wanda! [growls angrily]

(Y/N turns back at the oncoming drones. He's about to dive into them when...)

Natasha: Killer, don't!

(Y/N): [groans] Fine!

(Y/N continues climbing upwards as Natasha covers Clint.)

Natasha: Move out, Clint. I got you.

(As Clint climbs upwards, he fires an arrow that releases an electric force field that temporarily blocks the drones from coming after them.)

(They continue to climb up as a drone's arm breaks through the force field, fires at Clint, & knocks him off before Natasha catches him by his wrist.)

(Y/N): Crap!

(Y/N is about to jump down to help them when he's blasted in the face by some drones. Zola fires back at the drones.)

*BLASTS*

(Y/N): [winces, groans]

Natasha: Clint...

Clint: I told you, I don't want to fight anymore. (Y/N)!

(Y/N): Clint?

Clint: Look after her, okay?

(Y/N): Wait-

(The Ultron drones break through the force field as Clint breaks Natasha's grasp & falls below.)

Natasha: Clint!

(Natasha & Y/N climb up a ladder as Clint sacrifices himself.)

(Cut to Natasha, Zola, & Y/N after being pushed up by the explosion.)

(Y/N): [groans] Pietro, Wan-

Wanda: Here! We're okay.

(Y/N walks over to his siblings.)

(Y/N): How's your back?

Pietro: Burns.

(Y/N): Figured.

Wanda: Where's Clint?

Pietro: Yeah.

(Y/N): [sighs]

(Pietro & Wanda look over to see Natasha on her knees.)

Pietro: Oh...

Wanda: *looks down sadly*

(Y/N walks away from his siblings & to Natasha where he puts a hand on her shoulder.)

Natasha: [sighs]

Zola: We should keep moving. More Sentries are likely on their way.

Natasha: I still don't get it.

(Natasha turns to Zola.)

Natasha: Why weren't you able to connect to the hive?

Zola: It is curious.

(Y/N): Would love to hear an explanation, bub.

Zola: According to my diagnostic, the Sentries are rigged for interstellar communication.

Natasha: Meaning what?

Zola: Wherever Ultron is, it does appear to be within the observable universe.

Natasha: Then where is he?

(Cut to the Watcher & Ultron fight reaching its end.)

Watcher: [screaming]

(The Watcher breaks Ultron's grasp on him & flees.)

Ultron: Run, watch, it doesn't matter. From here, I can see everything. No one can stop me now.

(Cut to the Watcher talking to Doctor Strange Supreme.)

Watcher: I'm out of options. That thing has left me no choice.

Strange: [chuckles] Been there. Been living the dream alone in a prison of my own making ever since. Are you ready to break your oath?

(The Watcher stands up.)

Watcher: You want me to say it?

Strange: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I wanna hear you say it.

Watcher: Okay. I can't believe I'm about to say this. I see now.

Watcher: I need your help.

(The camera zooms out as enthralling music plays.)