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We're under attack!

They're inside the base!

We need help!

Nothing!

We're under attack!

They're inside the base!

We need help!

Nothing!

We're under attack!

They're inside the base!

We need help!

Nothing stops them!

We cannot resist much longer!

They're all around us!

That's the last transmission received from the French nuclear testing facility on Rendovo Island in the South Pacific.

Hey, we still haven't found Wonder Man.

And we're supposed to forget about him and go halfway around the world to clean up some French mess?

Why can't they take care of it?

They tried, Hawkeye.

A full security team arrived within hours of that transmission.

They haven't been heard from since.

Henry, what about the warheads?

Satellite imagery shows that four of the missile silos have been opened.

If the missiles launch, millions will die.

If we can't secure the missiles, the UN will sanction world governments to blast that island off the face of the Earth.

Nothing stops them!

We cannot resist much longer!

They're all around us!

Interesting.

Computer, locate the source of the intercepted transmission.

Source of transmission, Rendovo Island, located latitude nine degrees.

I know where it is!

The sight of my island laboratory.

And now, all those nuclear missiles, how promising.

Avengers, the jungle armor is suggested.

We're approaching the island.

Avengers, prepare for a recon sweep over the base.

Scanners set on maximum.

Wait, what's happening here?

The French said the auto defenses have been shut down.

We've got an anti-aircraft missile locked on us.

Out!

I can't control it!

No!

We're going down!

Come on Falcon, I don't know about you, but I hate to crash.

Count me in!

Here you go, heck.

He owes me a new paint job for this one.

Good work guys, but I can't get the nose down.

Allow me.

Brace for impact!

My lab.

What could have done this?

My equipment.

My creations.

A tunnel?

There is something down there.

Nothing moving out here.

It is as if after a great battle.

Vision, any sign of the base personnel?

Negative, there are no organic life form readings.

This place really creeps me out.

All the bugs and snakes.

Poor old city boy Falcon.

This cat likes the jungle.

The codes the French gave us are working.

A few more minutes and we'll have those missiles put to sleep.

Wait, something's wrong with this keyboard.

Jan, what happened?

I don't know.

It's almost as if that computer console was alive.

Interesting.

Perhaps a dormant defensive circuit was triggered.

Just an overgrown road.

With vehicle tracks still visible in the grass.

Let's go find out who did this.

What are these creatures?

Can't these be machines from my lab?

No.

I left nothing like this.

The intruder has parts we need.

Stop it, all of you remnants.

It is I, Ultron, your creator.

You are Ultron.

Ah, my children.

I left you while I pursued plans elsewhere.

Now I am back to find you have changed.

Yes, we have changed, but we are not yet perfect.

Without you, our creator, we did not know if we could survive.

I programmed you with the will to survive while awaiting my return.

Now the possibilities are endless.

Who's there? Show yourself.

Easy does it, big guy.

I've seen you take on tanks.

I don't think Polly wants a cracker is going to be a problem.

Fine. Let's go.

Man, I wish Simon was here.

As I do, always.

No, I mean here in the jungle, Wonder Man would pull a great practical joke at a place like this.

Probably scare Falcon right out of his wings.

You're right.

Where's Vision?

I'm here, Hawke.

What kind of gag is that?

Now, Vision, I do not think Hawke found that very funny.

How odd. Something gave me the sense that such a gag was a gesture of friendship.

That's rather strange behavior from you, Vision.

That's okay, Wanda. It's just Wonder Man nailing me from in there.

I owe him one.

Henry, I know you. Come on. What's bothering you?

There's something wrong with the machinery on this island.

The auto defenses that attacked us. That computer that seemed to come alive when you touched it.

What could it be?

I don't know, Jan.

But it's bigger than just the missiles, and if we don't figure it out soon,

all the world powers will be forced to blow this island out of the water.

What is your command, Ultron? Our creator.

Our leader.

Our creator.

Ultron.

Our intruder.

The Avengers.

The fools think the missiles are the greatest danger here.

But it is what you have become that poses the ultimate threat to the world.

Prove to me you are worthy by stopping these intruders.

Destroy the Avengers.

Falcon!

What are we standing around for?

There it goes!

Whoa!

Nuclear missile objects.

A room dedicated to destruction.

I see the Avengers have been here before me.

Why have all these nasty toys if you aren't going to use them?

What's this?

Equipment.

It is like my creations.

Something is growing inside it.

This is better than bombs.

It is chaos.

And I, I shall bring it to the world.

I'll fly ahead and make sure they're all right.

Did you see those synthazoids? They're like a new life form.

You can play with what's left when we're through.

Wait. If they were human, would you so casually destroy them?

But they ain't human.

Neither am I. You will recall that I was once programmed to destroy.

I changed.

Well, what is it, boss man? A fight?

For a science class.

A fight, Hawkeye. But not an execution.

I think these machines may be the next evolution in the world's technology.

Here, light this place up.

Hurry. I can't get past this one.

Okay. Seen enough?

Tigra, move in.

Means of destiny change.

It's alive.

Changing like everything else on this island.

Vision, my analysis is that it must be a type of bio-electronic virus

evolving at an incredible rate.

What do you see?

It is fascinating.

It seems to mutate without pause, making it impossible to formulate a cure.

What was that?

The virus attempted to infect me. Luckily, my defensive circuit sensed it in time.

I have never seen an invasive organism this aggressive.

But before you can infect the world, I must arrange for your infusion.

My alarm from the control room. Someone has activated the missiles.

We can't let the missiles or the virus off this island.

I just authorized the UN to sink this place.

Sounds like a good time to leave.

Jan, get the Quinjet.

On my way.

Ultron?

Ah, Ant-Man.

Or should I say...

Father.

A new interest in missile technology.

Ultron, I should have known.

We discovered what you've created here.

We can't let him get off the island with that virus.

Avengers, on my command. Fire!

But what if he has my Simon?

Robots can still talk when they're in pieces, right?

You cannot stop the Creator.

I will deal with the Synthezoid.

Soon, you have discovered our little sacred.

What a shame.

Soon, every machine on the planet will come to life

and rebel against the human fools who made them.

Not if we bury the virus here, and you with it.

Abandon Ultron.

The future he desires is destructive anti-life.

No! The Creator returned.

Ultron has returned to make you his slave.

I know, I was once his slave.

But you can be programmed for a new life.

A useful existence.

You are not worthy.

Sorry, Vision, but I don't think you were getting through to him.

What, what, what, what is your command, Ultron?

Our Creator.

Soon, the virus that gives life to these machines

will spread across the globe.

The world of flesh will be overwhelmed,

and my world will begin.

This is madness, Ultron.

And it is the madness to which you gave life.

Isn't that right, Father?

Jim, get the Quinjet. - On my way.

Rules of destiny change.

No! I shall not be denied.

Jim! - Fire!

Scratch one virus.

Let's get out of this nightmare before that warhead fries us,

along with the rest of this dump.

Not without Ultron. - Hawk! Don't be crazy.

Ultron still has Wonder Man.

If he gets away, we may never get Simon back.

Ultron, show yourself you worthless bag of bolts.

Forget it, Clint. He has gotten away. Come now.

We must hurry. We cannot help Simon if we are dead.

The synthesoids display great potential.

Yeah, too bad they wasted it on Ultron.

My human engrams sense a strange void, an empty feeling.

I believe the word for the human emotion is regret.

Those creatures were made to serve the madness of Ultron.

They never learned to choose between good and evil.

It is unfortunate that they never were.

It is unfortunate that they never had the chance.

It is unfortunate that they never had the chance.