"It's God." Zari corrects tensely. Forgiveness quickly is plain to see on the sibling's faces, especially after Tomaz nods at the unspoken question. It had been a genuine accident. It's not like they can see how truly tempted Tomaz is by it. She gestures for all of them to join her on the sprawling furniture arranged around the room. The siblings join after exchanging a look. Neither one of them is used to being anyone's only hope. Behrad especially is surprised they're not having this chat with Sara or John.
"He's right as much as it pains me to admit." Tomaz points out snarkily. It's a cover and comfort. Being mean is a way to dodge her grief. The source of it is across from her. She stares at him before giving something real. "The truth is up until recently Tony Stark was the man who ruined our lives. I come from a version of the timeline where Ultron killed off most of humanity. He was only interested in sparing metas or people who were special in some way like us." She swallows thickly. "People who were chosen for a higher purpose." She stares straight at the younger Tarazi to make her meaning impossible to miss.
"Behrad couldn't accept a world where people died because a robot decided they didn't have any value. I wasn't a fan either no matter how much he tried to force us to change our minds." Her eyes glaze over as she recalls some of the cruelties she endured. She'd been an easy person to make an example out of as someone old enough to remember life before Ultron's reign. She's grateful Behrad had been spared imprisonment unlike her. Death had been kinder in so many ways. "Eventually we started fighting back. Behrad used the family totem and I got really good at turning Ultron's machines against him. He was the hero and I was the sidekick. I was happy to follow his lead." That part clearly shakes the siblings. Out of the two, it's plain to see which of them was a natural leader.
"Eventually, Ultron found us. We got our parents out but, Behrad he..." Her eyes well up with unshed tears. "You were killed. Our parents were killed before I could catch up to them. I couldn't accept it so I decided to the only way to win was to destroy the game. I joined the Legends and started hacking history bit by bit. It took a lot of time, but I found a point where I could safely change how the story goes. I made a world where Ultron loses the Battle of Sokovia. I made a world where we grow up free together this time." A soft laugh that borders on a sob escapes her mouth. Go figure she didn't get to live it. "Guess history didn't like me screwing with it because now you're both going to have to fight again. Different bad guy, pretty much the same plan." She looks to Tony for confirmation. "Your guy is wiping out as many people as he can to make the world a better place, right? I can only get so much here."
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"He's right as much as it pains me to admit." Tomaz points out snarkily. It's a cover and comfort. Being mean is a way to dodge her grief. The source of it is across from her. She stares at him before giving something real. "The truth is up until recently Tony Stark was the man who ruined our lives. I come from a version of the timeline where Ultron killed off most of humanity. He was only interested in sparing metas or people who were special in some way like us." She swallows thickly. "People who were chosen for a higher purpose." She stares straight at the younger Tarazi to make her meaning impossible to miss.
"Behrad couldn't accept a world where people died because a robot decided they didn't have any value. I wasn't a fan either no matter how much he tried to force us to change our minds." Her eyes glaze over as she recalls some of the cruelties she endured. She'd been an easy person to make an example out of as someone old enough to remember life before Ultron's reign. She's grateful Behrad had been spared imprisonment unlike her. Death had been kinder in so many ways. "Eventually we started fighting back. Behrad used the family totem and I got really good at turning Ultron's machines against him. He was the hero and I was the sidekick. I was happy to follow his lead." That part clearly shakes the siblings. Out of the two, it's plain to see which of them was a natural leader.
"Eventually, Ultron found us. We got our parents out but, Behrad he..." Her eyes well up with unshed tears. "You were killed. Our parents were killed before I could catch up to them. I couldn't accept it so I decided to the only way to win was to destroy the game. I joined the Legends and started hacking history bit by bit. It took a lot of time, but I found a point where I could safely change how the story goes. I made a world where Ultron loses the Battle of Sokovia. I made a world where we grow up free together this time." A soft laugh that borders on a sob escapes her mouth. Go figure she didn't get to live it. "Guess history didn't like me screwing with it because now you're both going to have to fight again. Different bad guy, pretty much the same plan." She looks to Tony for confirmation. "Your guy is wiping out as many people as he can to make the world a better place, right? I can only get so much here."