Wanda||find you

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"Stay here. We'll be back. I promise" Wanda kissed your head and hugged you, a sad smile on her lips. She hated leaving her baby sister, especially for something like this. Pietro picked you up and hugged you, kissing your head a few times before putting you down again. "I love you angel. I'll be back with Wanda as soon as possible" Pietro said. Pietro had always called you angel since the day you were born. You never knew why but you didn't complain. You liked it. Wanda started calling you angel as you got older. By now, it was used by Wanda and Pietro more often then your actual name.

Pietro was trying to act tough in front of you, to make sure you wouldn't worry about them but he was scared and so was Wanda. "I love you too. Please be safe" you said, hugging your brother and sister for the last time. They both nodded before Pietro picked up Wanda and ran out of the building. Out of hydra, away from their grasp. You weren't that lucky.

Hydra had taken you in with Wanda and Pietro after your parents died. You hated it. You wanted to escape and live in Sokovia again but they fed and clothed you so you stayed. You stayed through the pain and the torture. You stayed because you knew you'd die before you could even reach Sokovia.

When they were training you to fight as you had no powers, you became extremely frustrated that you couldn't land a flip. Without knowing what you were doing, suddenly all of the guards in the room had flown backwards and into the walls. A purple aura was radiating off your body. You had powers. Your abilities were the same as Wanda's but you also had the speed like Pietro.

After finding out you had powers, hydra trained you to use them correctly. They turned you into a killing machine. You were unstoppable. Faster than Pietro, stronger then Wanda.

When Wanda and Pietro left you to stop human life from becoming extinct they never came back. They didn't let you come with them as you didn't have full control of your powers yet. You never saw them again.

You'd counted 2 days since you last saw your older brother and sister. You were starting to get worried, what if they never came back? What if something had happened to them? That was until you over heard a few agents talking outside your door.

You quietly leaned against the door to hear what they were saying. What you heard shocked you beyond belief. Pietro has been killed. Wanda was missing. You chocked back sobs until the agents left your door. Once you heard them leave you let the tears flow, the sobs echo around the room, the tears stain your cheeks and turn the whites of your eyes red.

You hadn't realised but you were radiating purple, blinding anyone who tried to look into your room. You heard sirens start blaring but you didn't care. If they dared to come anywhere near you, you would almost certainly kill them even if you didn't intend to.

It was at that time you had lost everything. Your parents and brother dead, your sister missing possibly also dead. As you thought about how Wanda and Pietro had promised you that they'd come back your sadness subsided to rage.

You stood from the floor, turned to the door as it opened in front of you and walked to the closest exit of the building, hydra agents went flying as you walked past them, your rage giving you enough energy to kill them without trying to. You didn't care if you killed all of them.

You stepped outside of the building, the warm sunlight hitting your skin. Hydra agents fired at you but nothing hit you, the energy around you breaking the bullets before they could come close.

Wanda was alive. You knew she was. You just had to find her. As you walked through the last set of gates surrounding the hydra base you felt something inside you. You stopped walking to try and focus on what this feeling was. Wanda's voice danced around inside your head. You knew she was trying to tell you something but you couldn't make out what. Finally some words stood out to you. Enough words to find where she was. "New York. Avengers. Tall building" were the words you got.

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