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Intercepted | Sam & Vision

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“Jeez! Don’t sneak up on people!”

There was a slight increase in Sam Alexander’s blood pressure as he jumped away from the android; a standard startle response in humans.

“I was not sneaking.” Vision replied simply.

He was not moving silently, or attempting to hide his presence from the young man in any way. In fact, according to his sound level readings, the android’s movements should have been easily perceptable to the human ear.

Sam Alexander was simply not paying attention to his surroundings.

Most humans behaved similarly when the android phased like this. Honestly, it was if the whole species was physically incapable of recognizing anything that wasn’t passing through a doorframe.

No one seemed to understand that passing through walls was often the fastest way to travel from one point to another. And besides, Vision only phased through walls into public spaces now, like the kitchen and lounge. Areas that anyone could enter or exit at their leisure.

Private rooms were different, and subject to complex social ettiquite that he still didn’t fully understand. At this point the android learned it was easier to knock and wait for whoever was on the other side to open the door, rather than enter immediately. Otherwise there was often lots of shouting, resulted in shouting, or a confusing lecture on privacy and personal space.

“Vision? What kind of a name is that?”

The android paused, tilting his head slightly. He had not stated his name, and they had never met previously, so where had he aquired his information? The Avengers database, perhaps?

A quick scan showed a complex computer system located in the young man’s helmet, one with an energy signature he did not recognize.

That must have been where the messages to Tony Stark were sent from. He wondered what kind of technology it was. The android wanted to investigate it further, but there was protective shielding on the helmet that was making it difficult to access.

Vision floated closer to Nova and landed on the ground in front of him. The android towered over him.

“It is my name. I chose it.” He explained. Janet had originally given him the idea, and it was what he thought best respresented himself.

Sam was embarrassed; the sudden increase in blood flow to his cheeks was making it very obvious. Vision was not entirely sure why he was, or why he was apolgizing. He had simply been curious about the name the android chosen for himself.

“Er… sorry. My…um…AI says your name is Vision. You apparently already know my name. What are you doing here? And where is Mr. Stark?”

“You have an artifical intelligence in your helmet?” He asked. For a moment, Vision may have actually looked surprised. Outside of JARVIS, he’d never met another AI before. It was…exciting, to meet another being like himself. He liked this feeling, it had been some time since he’d last felt it.

And, he assumed, it would likely be some time until he felt it again.

The android was not entirely sure how to go about explaining Tony Stark’s whereabouts, so he decided to keep it as simple as possible.

"I am not sure, but based on the information I have been collecting, and Mr. Stark’s somewhat inconsistent pattern of behaviour….there is a 98.7% chance that he is in prison.

The remaining 1.3% suggested that the man was dead, though that option was statistically less likely. He was far too valuable.

It was hard to tell from behind the visor, but the android knew enough about humans to know that Sam would likely be upset by this information.

“I…I am sorry. I would speak to colonel Rhodes or Ms. Potts. They would know for certain.”

Sam frowned. “Mr. Stark’s in prison...too? But he was...” He hung his head. “He was supposed to help me rescue my dad.”

For a few moments he felt rather betrayed. All the men who asked for Sam’s trust were in prison. Part of him wanted to cry, but his tears were all spent when he hated his dad for leaving his mom. Instead, he just felt deep disappointment. He used to the feeling, but that didn’t make it any easier to swallow.

Sam didn’t know who Colonel Rhodes or Ms. Potts were, but they were likely more of Mr. Stark’s friends. He looked back up to Vision, and Worldmind continued to scan the being.

“I need to find my friends. I’m the reason they’re in prison in the first place. Would you have a way of finding them? You can talk to my AI as repayment for your help. You seemed interested in him.”

“Sam, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

He ignored Worldmind and stayed focused on Vision, waiting for a response.

#intercepted #behold thevision

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Intercepted | Sam & Vision

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As impressive as the security in the new Avengers Facility was- top of the line Stark Industries patented systems, as expected from a building owned and operated by Tony Stark-l himself- Vision was undeniably better.

It had taken approximately 48 minutes to fully integrate himself into the building’s mainframe, back when he first moved into the facility; it was a relatively short installation period in the grand scheme of things, given the complexity of the system and the sheer size of the network he was working with. After that, he had been able to access any file that passed through the facility’s servers.

Some of them peaked his interest, enough so that he filed the information on his internal hard drive for later use: Avengers field reports, old S.H.I.E.L.D data, occasionally a few Stark Industries labelled blueprints- nothing he wouldn’t expect to be there. Most files he stumbled across were irrelevant and, to be honest, rather boring, though he tried to avoid reading anything that appeared to be of a.. personal nature. That would simply be considered rude.

It wasn’t as though he was secretly sneaking around the facility network, however. He made no effort to hide himself, because he didn’t have anything to hide. J.A.R.V.I.S. could easily have reported him to Tony, if he wanted to, but aside from giving the android a few disapproving remarks on the subject, he never did. Vision could never determine why that was; maybe he preferred knowing what the other AI was accessing? Or did he simply realize that, in the long run, he couldn’t do anything to keep him out?

He was glad that he still had access to the facility network nonetheless, because collecting information seemed to be the only thing he really did these days. The android had been on lockdown ever since Hydra took control of him a year prior, and he missed going outside and flying. There was nothing keeping him in the facility, per say, but he felt that it would be better if he followed those particular orders. He knew that the government had been monitoring him closely, especially following the Superhuman Registration Act, and he didn’t want to give them an excuse to arrest him.

The only good thing about not being able to leave the building was that he didn’t have to partake in any of the arrests, unlike other registered heroes. He didn’t want to hurt anyone else, not again.

—

Maria Hill’s email came as a surprise when he located it, roughly 7.23 minutes after it was sent out to various individuals within the compound. The attached files were…ghastly, to say the least. Torture; The Raft was torturing its prisoners. There was a an audio file of Steve Rogers, banging around and screaming Tony’s name with absolute terror in his voice; he only made it three seconds into the recording before he stopped and wiped it completely from his hard drive. The android didn’t think he’d heard a human in so much pain before.

According to social media reports, the Iron Legion was deployed from Stark Tower at approximately the same time as Vision located the email; they never returned, and neither did Iron Man, as far as the android could tell.

There was complete radio silence at the Avengers Facility, after that. At least until Vision noticed a sudden stream of messages flooding into Tony Stark’s private message box a week after the man disappeared.

He received upwards of twenty messages in the span of five minutes, each one sounding more urgent than the last. The voice was young, and identified itself by the name 'Nova’, which Vision used to pull files from the Avengers database.

The messages seemed to be coming from the 16 year old Sam Alexander; Vision wasn’t familiar with him, but he seemed upset about some sort of ship that had been….shot down? The messages were rambling and unclear.

It wasn’t until a human sized object registered on the facility’s radar that Vision realized that Nova wasn’t just trying to contact Tony Stark, he was trying to see him in person as well. The android was hesitant to meet him, even as the young man pushed his way through the front doors and started wandering around.

He wasn’t the most…delicate when it came to human emotions. Vision didn’t know how close Nova was to Tony, nor did he really know how to tell him that the man he was looking for was likely in a prison known for torturing its inmates. There was no easy way to do this.

Vision phased through the wall and into the main foyer, rematerializing behind the young man.

“Sam Alexander. I apologize, but Mr. Stark is not here.”

Sam took a few more steps into the foyer and he couldn’t hear anyone. His helmet picked up readings of a lifeform, but before Worldmind could register a location, he heard a voice behind him.

Sam Alexander. I apologize, but Mr. Stark is not here.

Very startled, Sam yelled and turned around. He didn’t recognize the person - being? - standing before him.

“Jeez!” Sam exclaimed, taking a few steps backwards. “Don’t sneak up on people!”

His visor was automatically scanning the being. It registered as an android - part human, part robot. Worldmind noted it was the only one of its kind on Earth. It took a few seconds, but he finally identified the being as ‘Vision’.

Sam squinted. “Vision? What kind of a name is that?”

"I suppose you could ask him yourself. Also, you said that out loud, Sam.” Worldmind said.

Sam’s focus shifted from his visor to Vision and his cheeks went hot. Nothing like meeting someone new and immediately insulting them.

“Er... sorry. My...um...AI says your name is Vision. You apparently already know my name. What are you doing here? And where is Mr. Stark?”

#intercepted #behold thevision

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Return of the Chitauri | Sam & Tony

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Information on Jesse Alexander quickly started spreading across the screens. Quite a history there. So much, in fact, that it had Stark lightly bowing his head as a mark of respect like he did when listening to people speak at AA meetings. He caught himself mourning the fate of a man he didn’t actually know, based on very little information – and maybe he was making too many assumptions, and too fast (he always did, he was always extrapolating), but he couldn’t help it, not with how cleanly Mr. Alexander’s pattern seemed to be unfolding in front of Tony’s eyes.

It didn’t bode well for Sam. Stark couldn’t afford to personally track down every deserting alcoholic in the world, no matter how much he’d want to, and even if he did allocate resources to track and find this one, the hard reality was that he might not be able to change the man’s mind. Tony would keep Jesse Alexander’s name in his thoughts, his computers, and list of personal priorities, but the feasible first order of business would be to just make sure that Alexander’s family was well looked after. Especially Sam, who was going around breaking into places in hopes of locating a runaway—

Stark lifted his chin once JARVIS tracking algorithm, now aided by the AI in Sam’s helmet, started zeroing in somewhere… slightly more unexpected than your average back alley next to a liquor store.

“Sir, these records indicate Jesse Alexander is being held at the edge of the Andromeda Galaxy in a Chitauri vessel.”

The holograms disappeared in response to a swift movement of Tony’s arm. He paced away toward – nowhere in particular. He stopped when he was a few steps away from Sam, back turned to him, hands firmly on his hips, gazing straight ahead at something beyond his current physical surroundings.

“JARVIS will download this information, I hope you don’t mind,” Tony said, before turning around to face Sam again. He wasn’t requesting permission. If the Chitauri were suddenly taking Earth prisoners, then this whole thing had just been upgraded from “personal Good Samaritan to-do list” to “official business.”

“I’ll certainly look into this, but you may be a little out of your depth here, kid. Who looks after you? Family?” Tony shoved one nervous hand into his pocket, and his other landed on Sam’s shoulder once Tony had stepped closer enough. He was pouring conscious effort into breathing steadily. “Where have you been staying?”

Tony’s expression changed immediately, and Sam stepped out of the way. He looked to the hologram and wondered if maybe he shouldn’t have come.

“It’s not out of my depth,” Sam protested, pulling away from Tony. “I’ve been all across the galaxy on my own! I’ve fought off loads of monsters before!”

Of course, he had never fought an army on his own. He was still a Supernova, and that meant power beyond a normal Nova. Unfortunately, the only person to get in and out of the Chitauri vessel on his own was sitting in an Earth jail…

His demeanor softened, and he looked to the ground.

“I live in Arizona with my mom, my sister. My grandma comes to stay with us sometimes since my dad left…”

Sam sighed. Tony looked upset, and he had to tell him the truth.

“My dad’s from Earth, but he was recruited to join this thing called the Nova Corps when he was young. He was part of this team called the Supernovas, which are a special force. And they protected the entire galaxy,” He looked up to the hologram. “But my mom told him he had to choose between being a Nova and being a dad, and he chose us. It was hard for him, so he started drinking and he couldn’t hold down a job. Plus people thought he was crazy, with all his stories.”

Sam turned away from Tony, feeling his eyes misting up. “He was doing well - he got a job at my high school as a janitor. Then something happened, and he was asked to go back to Xandar, where the Novas live. He was one of the highest ranking officials and they needed him…now he may be the only one left alive…”

A tear fell down his cheek and he quickly wiped it away. “So with all due respect, sir, I can’t just leave him out there!”

#return of the chitauri #thefuturistknows #repost for archive

Cosmic Anomalies | Solo

Ten Months Ago

Dad’s gone. He hasn’t been home in weeks.

Sam sighed and looked out the window of his bedroom. He hadn’t been feeling well, so he stayed home from school. He was worried about his dad, and what him being gone meant for his family. His mom was doing her best trying to make ends meet, but something in his gut said it wasn’t enough.

His mom and sister weren’t home, they had gone out for the morning, and he was alone in the house. He went downstairs to get something to eat, his stomach was rumbling. As he rummaged through the empty cabinets and sad looking fridge, he realised they were probably heading to the store. He hoped that’s where they were going, anyway…

Though his dad hadn’t been home, usually he kept some snacks around his workshop. Beef jerky, cheez-its, stuff like that. He walked into the garage, fishing around the wall for a light switch. The ceiling lamps flickered on, humming quietly as they illuminated the room. Everything was still left as it was the day he vanished. He stepped down and began searching through his dad’s stuff.

Sam knelt down to look under the bed [his parent’s hadn’t been on good terms for a while], and he saw something black and shiny sitting near the wall. He squinted, but couldn’t see it very well. He reached underneath and felt cool metal on his fingertips. He managed to grab hold of the object and slid it out into view. It was a solid black helmet with a red four-pointed star over the nose. He squinted.

“What’s this doing here?” He said softly.

Curiosity set in, and he decided to try the helmet on.

#cosmic anomalies #solo #repost for archive

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