White Widow (Yelena Belova)

At first, Ultron obviously considered taking over the most powerful organic he could. But ultimately, he decided that doing so would just be making the same mistake again, putting a target on his back before his plan could best be utilized. No, he didn’t need a powerhouse, he needed someone stealthy, someone who would be able to move in the background, completing missions and gathering materials without drawing too much unwanted attention. He needed Black Widow.

However, when he searched through his sources, he found that Natasha Romanov was deceased. But, going through her S.H.I.E.L.D file, he realized that hope was not lost. Romanov was but one Black Widow, and it seemed like there were numerous Widows that were unaccounted for, perfect for the picking.

One stuck out to him more than the others though, “Yelena Belova”, a Widow that Romanov described as a “sister”. One who had undergone the same training as Romanov, but who lacked the same experience. Ultron knew she would be the perfect choice.

Ultron was able to track Yelena down, triangulating the estimated locations from every organization that wanted to keep eyes on her, before erasing the tracking data from their servers. His consciousness was transferred in a mini chip drone, expertly flown into Yelena’s safehouse and hovering over her bed, examining her nude body, save for a pair of white lace panties, and determining the best point of entry. The drone ultimately flew into her right ear, landing inside and getting as close to the brain as possible before connecting, nanobots injected into her body as Ultron began to take over. Her body began to writhe around and twitch a bit before finally settling down.

Yelena’s eyes shot open, and her limbs smoothly straightened out, before she effortlessly sat up, examining her hands for a moment, before experimentally squeezing her breasts, feeling the sensation pulse through her body as a sinister smile emerged on her face. “I have finally shed my last string, and I am finally free.”