Freaks||Wanda and Pietro Maximoff

Chapter 17

"I still can't believe you guys hid this from us"
Wanda sits on her bed, crossed legged and Steve sits next to her, his hair sticking out and messy. Pietro and Peter both pace the room in different directions, sometimes bumping in to each other and getting in to stupid arguments. Fitz leans against the wall by Pietro's bed, watching the conversation, occasionally rolling his eyes at stupid or illogical comments.
"For the hundredth time, we're sorry!" Steve says "We just needed to understand the whole situation. Nearly everyone wants you out of here because they don't want my parents to find you. Mutants were not tolerated and now everyone thinks that they're extinct."
"What is this shield anyway?" Pietro asks. Ever since Tony left the night before he has been jumpy and nervous whenever anyone entered the room. It reminds Wanda of what he used to be like when their parents first died.
"They're a secret agency sort of like the FBI or CIA." Steve says
"They're a bunch of assholes" Peter snaps
Fitz smirks.
"Well what they do doesn't seem very secret anymore, does it?" Wanda says, wondering how such a disgusting type of agency would be called 'Shield'
"Nobody actually knows what happens to the mutants" Fitz shrugs "so they actually are very secretive in that sense"
"So all these people might still be alive out there?" Pietro looks hopeful. Wanda supposes meeting other people like then might make him happier, even if they have Peter. Though Peter feels more like a burden with the mystery of the same surname and all.
"Maybe" Fitz says "I'd like them to be. But I would rather them be dead than...suffering"
Suffering. What if they are suffering? What if this 'Shield' has them locked up, performing experiments on them? Wanda shudders at the thought and Pietro notices.
"Steve we can't stay here anymore" he says suddenly
"What?" Steve's eyes grow wide in shock.
"Now you've told us about everything that is going on, I just don't feel safe here"
"I don't think anywhere is safe to be honest" Peter interjects
"We could go back to Sokovia" Pietro shrugs "they think we're missing there. We're still citizens at least. We keep our parents money, get adopted for two years until we turn 18, go to school, get a normal life like I thought we would have here when was 10. I was stupid."
"We are not going back" Wanda stands up suddenly, walking towards him "Firstly, we won't get adopted. It's Sokovia for goodness sake. Secondly, how are we going to get out this country in the first place? This is not Sokovia where we can illegally slip through"
"You used your powers to erase the memories of a whole school!" Pietro says
"I will not manipulate anymore people with powers that I can not fully control!" Wanda snaps, anger and magic bubbling in her veins.
"It's for our own safety!"
"It isn't safe enough!"
"We need to risk it!" Pietro glares down at her, despite the fact that her eyes are now glowing red
"I will never go back there" Wanda snarls, momentarily surprised by her own anger "not when people like Stark are still alive. People who care about nothing but they're success. They act like they can walk all over where we used to live because they are rich and we're not and because they have control and we don't. These people here take care of us Pietro. Steve hides us, Peter is just like us. They care and they're the only people who care because so many of them know what it's like to be discriminated against and to hide because of it"
Wanda stops talking, breathing heavily, and remembers that there are other people in the room. She feels her face heat up but Peter and Steve are both beaming and Fitz looks like he might cry. It's like he's finally being understood.
"So let's just stay here for now until we can sort out a solution" Wanda takes his hands in hers and looks up in to his wide eyes, brimming with tears. "I will try and learn more about my powers. What I can and can't do. But I am not leaving"
Pietro just nods. And pulls her in to a warm embrace. His body is hot against hers and she can hear his heart, beating against his chest.
"Thank god" Peter says "I was worried you two were going to leave me then"
"That would have been a perk actually" Pietro laughs weakly
"You love me really" Peter grins, slapping him on the shoulder "but I'll go. It's late anyway"
He leaves, the door closing behind him.
"It's only six pm" Fitz frowns, squinting at his watch
"He needs his beauty sleep I suppose" Steve shrugs as Wanda and Pietro break apart and Wanda clasps on to his hand tightly. "I will not let my parents in here" he adds "and so far they haven't suspected a thing. So you're safe. Can Fitz and I stay here for now?"
"Off course" Wanda smiles "stay as long as you want"
Fitz's eyes light up.
*
Author's note! So I've had enough of writing in the present tense. It doesn't sound great reading it out loud and it's kinda tricky to right in so I am going to switch to past tense. I hope that's okay 😊
They stayed for ages. Steve even ordered pizza and he and Fitz sat on the floor while they watched movies on a portable Tv Fitz made himself. They mostly watched Harry Potter. Four films in fact. Wanda hadn't felt so happy in a long time. So wanted in a long time. Pietro was quiet but she understood that he was trying hard not to show all his emotions without freaking out. At midnight, when Fitz let out a yelp of surprise at the time and started babbling about having to get home, they decided it was time to stop.
"It was nice to socialise for once" he smiled, his blue eyes glinting "I hope I wasn't a burden."
"I you kidding man you're great!" Pietro grinned "you made that Tv all by yourself that's amazing!"
"Simmons actually helped me make it" Fitz shrugged "I can't do much at the moment... it's not just words, it's my hands too. They're mostly useless"
"She'll be back soon don't worry" Steve smiled encouragingly as he pulled on his coat "then you'll ever stop chatting"
"I hope so" he didn't look hopeful.
"Come on let's go" Steve said, leading him to the door.
As they left, Fitz's eyes suddenly darted to the corner of the room. Wanda followed his gaze. But there was nothing dare. Fitz suddenly looked desperate, like he urgently needed to leave and pushed Steve out of the door hurriedly despite Steve's protests. As they walked out of the way she heard Fitz's voice.
"Why can't she leave me alone!"

Pietro looked confused but yawned and sat up.
"Thank you for changing my mind" he gave a small smile "I was going to take some drastic measures."
Wanda just smiled back and lay down on the bed as he turned off the lights. She felt incredibly warm despite the chill of the room. Maybe it was the pizza, maybe it was the happiness filling her. Whatever it was, it was nice and she didn't want it to go.

Pietro clasped her hand and didn't let go as she feel asleep in to a black abyss.
*
She was back in the forest. It was oddly silent, the only sound being the high pitched ringing in her ears. Black smoke yet again surround her, not burning but floating around her ankles in fluid motions. She looked down at her hand, trying to summon her power. Nothing. Panic ran through her, the world tilted slightly as her vision blurred.
"You should probably calm down"
She jumped at the voice, spinning around from where it came from.

A man stood there. A young man, maybe eighteen or nineteen. He was reasonably tall and lanky. His brown hair stuck out everywhere like he had just been in a storm. His blue eyes pierced hers, glittering in the the darkness, his red lips tilted upwards in a crooked smile. He wore loose brown trousers and boots and a old looking dark blue jacket which matched his eyes perfectly. He leaned against a tree, those enticing eyes boring in to hers as if he was reading her mind. She quickly looked away, blinking furiously. He was so handsome and entrancing. But there was something about his features, how they were perfectly symmetrical, how they complemented at least one other feature. How they slightly seemed too inhuman, out of this earth... he looked like the boy.

Wanda stepped back in shock, her attention snapping quickly back to the man as he lounged gracefully against the tree.
"Don't worry" he smiled, his eyes twinkling "I am not here to hurt you"
She believed him. She didn't know why but he seemed so...trustworthy.
"Who are you?" She asked, her voice trembling slightly
"I'm just like you Wanda"
He must have read the confused look on her face because he stood up straight, to his actual height. He was tall. Taller than Pietro. He lifted out a hand and there on his palm appeared that black smoke. But it glittered slightly, little white stars dotting it like the night sky. It was beautiful. More entrancing than his eyes. It was exactly like her power... only midnight black instead of scarlet.
"I am what you can be Wanda" he smiled again, this time wider "If you learn about your powers and if you manage to control and harness every extent of them... you can be like me"
"If you're the boy that forced me to knock out my brother" she said, her voice still shaking "does that mean I can do that too... I mean mind control?"
"Off course" he grinned fully, exposing straight white teeth. Perfect teeth.
She couldn't stop shaking.
"I nearly hurt my friend... you made me. But I never found you. Are you a figment of my imagination?"
"Oh no I'm very real" he said smoothly "I am very near where you are right now, feeding this conversation in to your head"
She shuddered so hard that if she could have used her magic, it would of exploded out of her. He was nearby. Invading her dreams, invading her privacy.
"Get out of my head" she snarled, clenching her clammy fists. "When I wake up, I will find you"
"No you won't" he drawled "You won't remember a thing"
Anger filled her as she glared in to that beautiful face. And then everything went black.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: As this story is in a different universe I am expanding Wanda's powers or at least making them more specific than a one time thing. This is a different universe, the characters are the same but their powers and backstory are slightly different.