or the author has been too much on Detroit become human
Tony finally had the opportunity to sit down in his workshop after the mess that happened in Siberia and it never felt so good. Very soon the foreign peace that he felt in his workspace was cut short by DUM-E who brought him another one of his horrid green goo smoothies and after drinking it he reminded himself that he was quite short on time -his hospitalization had been too long, he had lost a whole month- and that he couldn’t enjoy this bliss, not with so much work to do in so little time. He pulled out his list of project for the five next months and decided to start working on the project that would render him the more efficient; probably.
When he had woke up from his week long coma and been announced… what he’d been announced, he started to schedule a bunch of projects and asked jokingly to his AI if there was anything she wanted him to do, she answered that a body like Vision’s one would be appreciated and he was hooked on this thing faster than one could say “how, why, when” and it appeared on his list.
“Okay Fri, we’re going to start working on your Christmas gift and then we’ll tackle another one.” He opened the folders ‘St Patrick’ and ‘Project Pinocchio’ where all of his idea had been written down.
“sir I believe that Christmas will only happen in six months and twelve days, you’re a little bit early” Tony smirked, she had quickly become sassy and almost always had a quirky response, he was proud of himself for the design of her smarts.
“Well that’s too far away for me, you’ll have settle for an early gift, hope you’re not too disappointed. Okay first question, what do you want your new body to be, mechanical or biological ?” he opened a first draft
“ I already experienced the feedback from mechanical bodies with your armors and when I downloaded myself in diverse systems, I am… curious about what it would be like within a biological body and that might help me work in complementarity with Vision, though it is only if you can do it Boss, you’ll be busy, developing everything from scratch might delay more important matters.” Tony smiled at the words of his creation
“don’t worry about that, I had my time to think about how it could work, I’ve got that little buddy of mine with a yellow rock in the forehead and he explained to me that an AI felt the same as a human and that interacting with it wasn’t different so he thinks he would be able to download you in a kitten if you wanted.” He pulled the 3D schematics of the Cradle and started to implement a DNA modifier for the reconstructed tissues, he wasn’t a biology experts but had discussed with the Doctor Cho the possibility of regenerating cells that had a genetic default by replacing them with cells that hadn’t, she had recently finished worked out the kinks of the theory and Tony was working on the practical aspect right now.
“I don’t think a kitten would require you working on the Cradle, however I’d like to work out the DNA code and cell growth program for myself, I don’t want you to make me look like a famous person just for your entertainment when others will come across me.” The genius pouted, betrayed by his buzzkill of an AI and started to work humming some AC/DC while assembling the holographic new Cradle. After maybe twenty hours of mindlessly solving the problems one by one his attention was pulled back by the voice of FRIDAY
“Why did you became Iron Man boss, it seems illogical to me, you could have had someone else to do it and just sticks to building the suits, you have the resource to gain absolute loyalty from numerous trained fighters and yet you put yourself in danger.” Tony was surprised by the question, it wasn’t the first time he heard it but coming from his creation, it was unexpected though he nonetheless answered.
“Well I firstly got out of the Ten Rings comfy cave in the Mark I and after that I worked on my own on the Mark II and Mark III since I didn’t knew who to share that with. After that I saw images of the Ten Rings using SI weapons to attack Gulmira, it was Yinsen hometown and I felt… responsible, both for what was done with my tech and for what was done to Yinsen’s legacy, and from this day on I realized that, all the blood I had shed as the merchant of death, all those mistakes, this used to be my purpose and I needed a new one, a better one, by being the pilot I felt like I was really useful, like I finally learnt what I was meant to do with my life… putting everything I had to help others.” He re assembled the part of the holographic projection of the new version of the Cradle and ran the verification program.
“I think I can relate, from what I understood you find it fulfilling in the same way I find it fulfilling to execute the tasks I was built for? ” Tony laughed at the analogy and calculated if the numbers for the different forces were coherent as they were displayed.
“yes in a way… alright that seems completely good, we’ll continue this conversation in the medical wing,” the engineer grabbed his Starkpad with the loaded blueprints, his toolbox and the part before walking to the medical wing. He kneeled in front of the regeneration cradle and started to tinker “is there anything else you want to talk about, I’m pretty good at not sprouting too much nonsense when working.” A moment passed before the AI resumed their conversation.
“I don’t know… do you ever wonder if it’s worth it, to be a hero, in my case being there by your side is bringing me wisdom, resources and questionably good company among others, but your purpose seems to cost you way much more than what you gain, your name had been dragged through the dirt because of your action as Iron Man, your team turned against you because of Ultron which was only partially your fault and probably unavoidable all things considered and you were betrayed by your teammates we aren’t counting the multiple time you almost died, your girlfriend left you, and there is also the self-loathing that comes from Colonel Rhodes injury. All of this happened to you because you are Iron Man, is the trouble really worth what you gain from it.“ the billionaire cursed as one of the chip broke between his fingers.
“Hmm, well there is something important that can be gained from it, the people who saw me fight for what’s right will do the same for others and if everybody works together with the same objective in mind well, it’ll make my job a lot easier otherwise if I bury my head in the sand I won’t be able to look at myself or even sleep at night for that matters, I’ll be responsible for all those things that I didn’t prevented from happening. In fact, I can’t say that being Iron Man looks like a great thing to me, it just seem to be the lesser evil.” He connected the now bigger microprocessor to the DNA modifying before screwing back the metal panel over the electronics.
“Ihave finished working on the growth program, if you’re over with the modification we can start building my new body” the scientist went sitting down on one of the hospital bed before answering
“yeah, just scan the Cradle before, just to be sure I didn’t messed it up and call Viz, we’ll need him to transfer your coding into this human brain that you’ll grow.” He took the coffee thermos that laid down in his toolbox and started to drink the horrible smoothie that DUM-E had prepared.
“I’ll do that boss, though I recommend a nap, we shouldn’t have anything to do for the three next hours, Dr Cho wants you to keep resting as much as possible.” The man groaned before slamming his back on the bed, enjoying the bouncing of the mattress
“all right, I’ll pretend not to be alarmed by all the other things that I won’t do while I’ll sleep. night night sweetie.” As he slowly drifted to sleep he heard his creation answer him with what he imagined to be warmth
“sweet dream boss.” And the world disappeared around him
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Vision phased through the wall and entered the medical bay, he had been informed by Anthony of his project of giving a body to FRIDAY, a fragment of memory from a previous existence showed him that he had once wanted the same thing. He had agreed to monitor the transfer and use his infinity stone power to look into the AI’s mind to be sure of her intent and, would she want a biological body do the transfer himself.
It should have been expected and yet it took him by surprise to see his creator curled up and shaking on the bed, panicking a little bit at the sight he froze for a split second before rushing by his side and trying to shake him awake. “Anthony you’re having a bad dream, please wake up…” he was interrupted by a repulsor shot at his chin and looked down to see the glove watch pointed at his head.
“Shit, I’m sorry Viz, I’m so sorry, fuck… you aren’t hurt, are you?” the android smiled at the concern and felt something warm in his chest.
“You don’t have to worry about that my friend, I’ll be completely fine… I believe I was called here to help with FRIDAY’s body, do you want to push it back at an ulterior date, you seem to be troubled.” Tony stood up and with a dismissive wave of his hand answered
“Nah, don’t worry if I had to stop working after each nightmare, I would probably never get anything done.” Now it was Vision’s turn to be concerned but he tried not to show it, having the man talking about his feeling was healthy and he didn’t wanted to have him withdrawing onto himself because he caused distraught by one of those expression.
“Well then I suppose that we should get started, FRIDAY, are you ready?” Tony looked the reading of the artificial body on his StarkPad and if we ignored the fact that she was held up in an artificial coma the body had no anomaly.
“I am as ready as ever. Boss, thank you for doing all this, you’re a wonderful Santa.” The joke had both the android and the man to chuckle and Tony gave Vision his tablet with the chip plugged.
“Well here goes nothing you’ll do your unexplainable magic that I’ll totally explain one day and my baby here will rise again and I’ll get to shout ‘It’s alive!’ all that jazz” Vision chuckled once more and started to reach for the mind of FRIDAY, the program was like a brain, an intricate ensemble of wiring that corrected itself and he drew those specific pattern toward the parts of the brain that corresponded to memories, coordination, and all that, he eventually opened a channel of communication between the chip and FRIDAY’s new brain.
“I’m picking up brain activities from location that correspond to zone that requires a previous activities in a first place like the hippocampus or the VLPO, my baby’s dreaming right now, should we wake her up ?” Vision smiled at the childlike wonder that he felt in Tony’s voice.
“You can indeed wake her up now that I’m over with the transfer, it should be fine.” And it was obviously fine, after a few minutes of putting the waking up command the Cradle opened letting out a young girl with a green and gold dress, she seemed in her late twenties -while she only was a year old when he thought about it it’s something strange- she had a pale skin, green eyes full of intelligence, red hairs and the rest of her features strongly reminded both Vision and Tony of Virginia. She looked around, seemingly lost and confused.
“I have taken the initiative to give you clothes, I hope you don’t mind it” Vision’s remark pulled her out of her contemplative state and she tried to speak up but no sound came out of her mouth.
“I’m sorry, I’ve been distracted, though I must thank you for your assistance, could you hand me a glass of water.” The voice had came out of the room’s speakers and it was… bizarre, Tony complied nonetheless.
“Alright I’ll go get you that baby, you’ll need anything else.” Friday stated to fidget with her hands -she had hands!- before answering
“That would be all boss, it is very strange to be… human, It will take me some time to adapt.” Tony handed her a glass of water and answered
“Don’t worry we’ll be with you all along the way.” And despite having no guarantee of this, Friday believed him.