Tripp Maximoff // Avengers //

Captain America Civil War - Compound Confined

3rd Person POV (Nikita Maximoff)

= Avengers Compound, NY =

Everything, to say it in the simplest, was going to bad. Everything went to hell when an explosion happened at the signing of the accords. Now, Steve, King T'Challa, and Bucky are fugitives

Wanda and Nikita, however, were confined to the compound where Vision was keeping an eye on them

The girls are in Wanda's room. Nikita is laying propped on pillows on her sister's bed with Wanda sitting on her knees next to her

"You never gave Natasha an answer." Wanda tells her younger sister

"You didn't either." Nikita tells her, fiddling with her fingers

"I told her we would think about it." Wanda says. "You, on the other hand, ran away. Why is that?"

"I dunno." Nikita mumbles with a shrug

"Hey." Wanda calls to her softly, putting her own hands over her sister's fiddling fingers. "What's wrong, Tripp?"

Nikita looks at Wanda with tears pricking her eyes. "I'm scared." Nikita says, looking away from her sister's gaze and back at her fingers

Wanda puts her hand under Nikita's chin and pulls her sister's eyes up to look at hers. "That's okay." Wanda tells her. "It's okay to be scared, Nikki."

"All my life...I've had you and Pietro." Nikita whispers. "Now, we don't have Pietro and...and the news is saying we should be thrown out of this country or in a high security prison. What if...what if we get split up?"

Wanda's eyes soften and she shifts her position to lay down next to her sister, putting an arm around Nikita. "We'll be okay." Wanda whispers into Nikita's hair. "We'll be okay..."

***

"Is that paprikash?" Wanda asks as she walks into the kitchen where Vision is cooking

"I thought it might lift your spirits." Vision says

Wanda takes the spoon from him and tries some of the food. "Spirits lifted." Wanda says

"In my defense, I haven't actually ever eaten anything before, so..." Vision trails off

"May I?" Wanda asks, asking to take over the cooking

"Please." Vision says. Wanda starts cooking as Vision sits across from her. "Wanda?"

"Hmm." Wanda hums as a response

"No one dislikes you, Wanda." Vision says

"Thanks." Wanda says in confusion

"Oh, you're welcome." Vision says. "No, it's an involuntary response in their amygdala. They can't help but be afraid of you."

"Are you?" Wanda asks

"My amygdala is synthetic, so...Vision says and Wanda laughs

"I used to think of myself one way." Wanda says. "But after this... I am something else. I'm still me, I think, but... that's not what everyone else sees." She says, her red wisps dancing across her fingers

"Do you know, I don't know what this is?" Vision asks her, touching the stone in his head. "Not really. I know it's not of this world... that it powered Loki's staff, gave you your abilities, but... its true nature is a mystery. And yet, it is part of me."

"Are you afraid of it?" Wanda asks

"I wish to understand it." Vision says. "The more I do, the less it controls me. One day... who knows? I may even control it."