The Endgame
Summary: Ultron has taken the throne of the world and everything has changed. Peoples lives without electricity and Ultron has classified peoples in different categories, based on their abilities. Kind of divergent style. There is no Avengers, yet. And something spooky is happening in northern border of Zeros and The Survivors
Pairings: Bestfriend!Clint x Reader, Pietro x Reader
Warnings: Few curse words. And if you have vivid or bawdy imagination then I’m sorry. But yeah basically nothing
A/N: Uhm I personally like the idea of this. But really please I would love to hear from you XOXO
The world has changed. Everything has changed. I can hardly remember laying on my bed, only in my underwear, sun shining on my skin, lightly warming my body. The open window and the curtains beautifully dancing in the wind. I can remember the ocean. The waves. Sky. And clouds, fluffy as cotton. I can remember peace. Yes, there was peace once.
But that was then. Now there was only fear. Only war and violence. I’ve watched my friends and loved ones turning into some other persons. They turned to be dangerous. They turned into villains. They – I were dead to them. And in matter of fact, some of them tried literally kill me. The world has changed. Endgame was on. And I’m in it.
Things started to went bad when PV – Puna virus, spread from somewhere in Europe through all over the world, whipped entire countries, caused hysteria and caused cell mutations. Not for all, but every now and then someone found out that he or she could control fire or turn into a tiger or something like that. And as quickly as that, they were suddenly targets. So they went underground. Things heated between literally everyone in everywhere. Middle East stopped selling oil, which caused problems in major levels. Everything went just so wrong in every way possible. But that wasn’t even close to how bad things are in the future. Mutants and other unnatural beings were forced to come out but the real problems started when electric just. Ceased to exist. It vanished. It was gone. It caused hysteria and humans blamed mutants and others for it. Everything was tumbled, and because of the situation, it gave to Ultron the opportunity to rose and take control. Ultron got the opportunity in silver plate. Ultron got it. Ultron. The man behind PV. The man behind everything. After he took control – crown, to himself, he changed things. He changed everything. He destroyed the social system. He destroyed homes, entire cities even. He took control of food, laws and after a while, he was sitting on the throne of the world. Or what was left of it anyways. The huge change was the new classification between peoples. Ultron classified peoples in different categories, based on their abilities. Kind of divergent style, but this time it was all real.
There was 7 different categories: The intelligencers. They were usually politics with normal human strengths. Only their intellect was better than others and that makes them dangerous. Usually they all were Ultron’s minions, and they were hired by Ultron himself. Intelligencers were the “cream of the society”, and almost every one of them actually liked being on Ultron’s leash because it gave them rights to do practically everything expect rise against Ultron. But that wasn’t a problem. Because they didn’t want to rose against him. They were too blinded by special rights. The Survivors. They were humans with special skills in the wild. Experts at hunting, hiding and potions and stuff. They were also in charge of collecting food for themselves and to other categories, but still hated by every other categories, expect Zeros. They were hated because The Survivors were only ones who could and did rise against Ultron, which caused a huge war between all categories and after this huge war many Survivors went to ground because suddenly others started to hunt them down. Some of the Survivors are old Toughers, or Uselessers. The Toughers were Ultron’s soldiers – they were at the same time the police and the military. Experts of guns, fighting, killing and they did all Ultron’s dirty works. They were feared by everyone and there were reason for that – they were physically big and strong and capable of killing with their bare hands. You really didn’t want to be their target. The Mutants. The Mutants were, well, mutants. They were humans with special powers. Some people could say that they weren’t humans at all. They standoff from the others, and others stayed away from them, but deep down they wanted the same thing that The Survivors wanted – freedom, but they didn’t showed it. They didn’t do anything about it. The Artisters. They were, uh, like the “Jokers”. Their job was amuse The Intelligencers and Ultron himself, by singing, dancing, and most of all, by arts (Paintings and stuff). They didn’t have any special rights, but they weren’t slaves, like Uselessers were. Their status was something between The Intelligencers and Uselessers. The Zeros. There isn’t many of them, but if you happened to be one, you were in danger – Ultron wanted any single one of them being hunted down. Why? Because Zeros were the most powerful beings in the world – they didn’t belong in any specific category, because they had more than one ability. Example, someone can control the five elements (Fire, water, earth, air and metal) so he or she is clearly mutant but they could be also survivor. And then there is The Uselessers, peoples who doesn’t have any skills. Or, at least Ultron thinks so. They are like a slaves – they don’t have any rights, and Ultron and other categories forces them to do anything they want. Even Survivors use them. At times, Ultron force some of the Uselessers to become a Tougher which usually ends badly.
I already told who I am, didn’t I? My name is Y/N and I’m Y/A old. I live with The Survivors after my parents tried to kill me (They found out that their child wasn’t one of the Intelligencers after all), and every one of my friends know my little secret – I’m one of the Zeros. I’m the one who can control the five elements. I’m the one who is mutant but also a survivor. Even though we Zeros have a place to hide, I don’t feel safe there. I go there once in a while but I don’t live there. I just. I can’t. It doesn’t feel safe and after all I feel like I’m one of the Survivors. Sure, I know how to control my powers, but I feel like I’m better at hunting than making a fire (Although I may or may not have burned my tent once or twice) or icing the water or some shit like that. Some peoples say that I feel that way because I’m afraid to be who I am. That may be the truth, I don’t know. But I know that I don’t want to think about it. I want to live as simple life as I can. And oh boys, I can say that the word “simple” doesn’t mean what it meant when things were better. When everyone had a life. A REAL life. Here, now simple life means that you don’t have to run for your life all the time (Which in my case was the deal at times to times). And that you really had food to eat (And this was something I don’t always have, when times are worse than usually, even though I’m one of the Survivors, and we are the “Food suppliers”). And that you have place to live (This I do have)
We have a huge camp in the woods (There are some of us tho, whose lives in the city), and we share borders with the Zeros (And I’m glad for that, makes my life little easier). We have this light hierarchy in our camp, there is these “Big persons” – Don’t judge me, I don’t know how to put it, because they aren’t exactly our leaders but they hold the highest authority, you know what I mean? And I was one of them, basically because I was actually Zero, so no one didn’t fuck with me. And that was good. But the real reason why I was one of them, was because I was liaison person between two categories. Sure there were other Zeros in our camp, and they were as important as I was but in my case, I was also close to Steve, who was one of the leader ish person in our camp. And actually I think that the reason why nobody didn’t fuck with my nerves was because the fact that Steve was like a brother to me, so if you fuck with me you fuck with Steve. But anyways, basically my days was that I wake up, go to hunt if I wasn’t in “guard shift”, and at night come back to camp and hang with others. Sometimes I could go to the city, but I really don’t like it, because I feel so nervous being around the Intelligencers and Thoughers so I try to avoid going there. Even though I have one or two friends there, example Tony, who is one of the Intelligencers, but he has a heart, big heart, even when he is sassy as fuck. And he is one of the few there, who isn’t in Ultron’s leash. Or you know, he act like he is but he isn’t. And I know that.
“Why don’t you just kiss him already Y/N? “ Clint, one of my best friends, teased and slapped me in my shoulder lightly as we were walking in the woods, towards to Survivors and Zeros border because we were told that they needed something. Usually it was information or simply that the guards of Zero’s were just bored and wanted company. Both way Clint and I were happy to help them.
“Shut your mouth Barton, you know that I can’t kiss him. Not that I would even want to kiss Pietro, but if I would want I could not “
“And why is that? “ Clint laughed, raised his brown eyebrows, smirked, and he clearly saw through me. Of course I would kiss Pietro Maximoff if I had opportunity to do it. But I would not admit that. No way in hell.
“Well first of all, Wanda is good friend of mine “I started and sighed lightly
“So, I just can’t kiss her brother you know “I laughed, even tho the idea of kissing Pietro still stayed in my mind. It wasn’t like this was my first time thinking about Pietro, and that thought made my cheeks turned into a freaking tomatoes.
“Yeah yeah, keep telling that to yourself “Clint just mocked, rolled his eyes and pulled me closer to him – It was cold and he just is this prince charming type of guy, and it was one of the endless reasons why I loved him. As a friend. There might have been something between us, but pretty fast we realized that it wouldn’t work so. Yeah. We didn’t even started anything romantic. I rolled my eyes as well, and crapped one of his arms and wrapped my arm around his
“Yeah, watch me “I giggled softly, and made him shook his head a little. But before he got to even say anything, someone rushed over to us, and left blur blue light behind him. Yes, him, because I knew who it was. It was Pietro. We were close to border, and I hadn’t even realized it. Well, not before Pietro crapped my butt teasingly, before he stopped and stood in front of us with his wide grin on his face
“So I think you guys were just bored, huh? “ Clint sighed but smiled at Pietro. Barton wasn’t annoyed, I could tell it from his voice. Pietro shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips
“Maybe “ he teased “Maybe not. Maybe we need some information “
“From what? “ I questioned and raised my other eyebrow toward the sky. I was sure that I saw this little blaze in Pietro’s eyes, when he looked at me, thinking what he would say to me and when he finally said something, it surprised me. Totally.
“I, personally, need some information from this magically amazing young woman who controls the five elements, and the others need to know something about the status of the borders or something I really didn’t listen so well so I could say for sure “
“Yeah, that’s why you have me, my dumb brother “I heard suddenly, and turned around to see Wanda’s bright smile basically because I didn’t know how to response to what I just heard
“Ouch, that hurts “Pietro gasped theatrically, and placed his arm to his chest. Wanda just rolled her eyes and hugged me, so I wasn’t just standing there, unable to do or say anything
“It’s nice to see you again Y/N “Wanda sneered but continued before I could say likewise “But yes, Pietro is right. We need to know what is up with the northern border, because some of us has been going missing and last place they were seen was in there. You guys know anything about it? “
“Yeah Printesa, you know anything about it? “
“Pietro stop flirting with my friend please “Wanda sighed, but I couldn’t help it. I smiled like Cheshire cat and bite my lower lip, which made Wanda to roll her eyes – again
“Yeah, come on I’m here too “ Clint muttered and crossed his arms onto his chest, while Pietro sneaked behind me, and placed his hands teasingly to my waist, so he could lean to whisper in my ear
“So how is it Printesa, you want to share information about the lady I was talking about? “
“Maybe “I started, copying his words “Maybe not. Maybe I want to talk about the borders, huh? “I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t stop my cheeks to turn redder that. Well. Red, because Pietro didn’t let go of me, and in matter of fact, he tightened lightly his grip and pulled me closer to him.
“Well that is too bad. I mean, I would’ve really wanted to talk about this amazing lady “He whispered, and then let go of me, stepping few step back, so I had to turn around to see his face
“Oh yeah? “ I laughed and bowed my head a little, which made Pietro to bite his lower lip. Yeah well maybe I wasn’t so honest whit myself and Clint. I mean, I could definitely kiss Pietro, right? Maybe not to night but some day.
“Could you please stop you guys “Clint sighed. Oh shit, right. I’ve totally forgot the whole reason why I was here in the first place – the information. Right. I laughed drily and nodded, while Pietro just winked at Clint, and sat down on a tree trunk. I didn’t saw Clint’s face at the time but I could tell, he rolled his eyes. I mean, you know the feeling when you just know someone so well, that you could tell his or hers face expressions even when you don’t see them? I sat next to Clint, and cleared my throat
“Yes, about your problem. We don’t know what is up with the northern border, but our guys has gone missing as well. 3 guys so far, but now when we know that you guys have the same problem, I think it would be the best if we - and by we I mean Zeros and the Survivors , formed a group and would go there to check what is wrong with the place “ Clint explained and looked over us. Wanda and I just nodded, but Pietro seemed a little doubtful
“I don’t think that it’s safe to go there. Not for you two anyways “He said, and waved his head to us, me and Wanda. I just raised my other eyebrow, but Wanda seemed to take Pietro’s sentence as an insult, taken by her darkened eyes and fists
“And what do you mean by that, smucitură? “ She huffed, and crossed her arms. Pietro took a breath between his teeth and leaned his arms to his knees.
“I just meant that It’s not safe for you two because “He started “Well...I don’t know exactly why but if over 6 guys has gone missing, and last place they were seen was there, I don’t want you two to go there and just vanish like the others, okay? “. Wanda didn’t say anything, just looked at his brother a while, until she turned his head and looked at Clint, who just shrugged his shoulders and raised his hands a little – he wouldn’t say anything about Pietro’s sentence even tho I knew that Clint agreed with him. I knew that he wouldn’t let me or Wanda go to northern border, but the thing was that my interest was woken up – I really would like to go to the border and see what the hell is going on there?
smucitură = jerk (A/U: I used google translate )
