Ice Pietro Maximoff / quicksilver

>>C h a p t e r T w e n t y t h r e e

>> C h a p t e r T w e n t y t h r e e

A beeping noise brought me out of an unconscious state.

"What the hell." I muttered as I held my pounding head with one hand and tried to wipe my eyes with the other but my hand was yanked back.

I looked at my hand and what was on my wrist caught my attention.

Handcuffs.

No- the pink furry handcuffs.

Romanoffs perhaps?

The door opened and Steve walked in, he had a grim look on his face.

"What? What is it?" I asked slowly

"Fury doesn't trust you, neither does Romanoff or Tony."

I rolled my eyes "I never expected them too, what about Pietro? And Wanda?"

"I'm surprised you still care about Pietro, but Wanda she had been missing you a whole lot."

"I still love Pietro, even though it hurts a whole lot to think about what happened."

There was a pause before Steve spoke up. "What the hell happened Willow."

My breath had caught in my throat, my lungs felt tighter and my heart sped up.

"I don't know... Pietro and I... We had an argument, he left and I broke down, and then there was this girl-me."

"You?" Steve asked as he raised his eyebrows

I nodded my head "I know it sounds crazy, but it was me, wearing black makeup and a black clothing, so took over my body, I was trapped in the back of my head as she killed and destroyed all the places and people."

Steve let out a breath. "Willow, are you okay? Mentally?"

I knew he would believe me

"Yes I'm fine now, you can let me out of these handcuffs."

Steve shook his head slowly "I can let you out of those Willow, you're a danger to yourself, and those around you."

"Please, Steve, it wasn't me... okay it was me, but not me mentally."

"You sound completely crazy." Steve said

"Please. You have to believe me."

" I just can't, I'm sorry, as soon as you recover we are going to send you away."

"Away? Away where?" I asked

"I don't know, S.H.I.E.L.D has something planned for you, Fury won't release any details."

"So basically, I'm gonna... Disappear."

"Willow, it's not-"

"-don't finish that sentence! You know damn well what will happen to me! I'm gonna disappear until none of you remember me!"

"Willow, no!"

"Yes Steve, stop trying to pretend that nothing bad is going to happen to me, I'm either going to disappear or die."

Knock, knock

I looked past Steve and at the door.

"Come in." I said

The door opened and Pietro walked in, he looked like a mess, his hair was tossed in every direction, and his eyes bloodshot.