Violeta Maximoff was discarded as nefarious to most, misunderstood with her vixen yet deceiving looks as well as powers. She didn't chose her life, never had and never will. At least that's what she thought until a unexpected stroke of serendipity t...
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"We shouldn't be out here." Wanda told them while her eyes bore into everyone around them, paranoia building up in her like a virus consuming her whole body.
"Considering Strucker is incarcerated, I think we will be fine." Violeta said to her siblings as the three of them walked together throughout the busy streets of Sokovia, weaving themselves between pedestrians. "Besides, what's the harm in taking a little stroll once in awhile."
"Maybe at the fact that you practically gave Stark the scepter might set HYRDA off a little bit." Wanda spoke with her accent thick as can be, distaste on her tongue from Violeta's actions.
"Maybe..." Violeta shrugged making Wanda scoff.
"Is this some joke to you. Your putting us at risk." Wanda spoke harshly, her voice raising in the slightest making Violeta glare at her older sister as warning.
"I did what was necessary." Violeta said once more before trailing away from the twins, and into a store with the words rynok märkit displayed across the top.
"Give her a break." Pietro told Wanda as the two came to a halt to watch Violeta walk into the store. Wanda glared at him, her eyes flashing scarlet in the slightest making him roll his eyes.
"She gave Tony Stark the scepter must I remind you-"
"Maybe because she knows something we don't." Pietro suggested, his eyes leaving Wanda's to look around them making sure no one was eavesdropping. "You and I both know that she wouldn't just give him the scepter if there wasn't something else to it."
Wanda didn't respond, and the two stayed in silence until Violeta returned back with three red apples, one currently in her mouth as she takes a bite out of the ripe fruit. Tossing one apple to Pietro, he caught it with ease. Violeta then raised her eyebrow at Wanda, hand extending out to give her the last apple.
"Did you steal this." Wanda questioned her as she grabbed the apple from Violeta's awaiting hands.
"Obviously." Violeta spoke, her words muffled from her chewing on the apple.
"Of course you did." Wanda spoke under her breathe but loud enough for them both to hear. "If you keep stealing your going to get shot."
Violeta shook her head, annoyance radiating from her. Taking the last bite of her apple, she tossed the half eaten fruit to the side of the dirt road.
"I can handle myself." Violeta mumbled, pushing a strand of hair out of her face and putting it behind her ear. The three continued to walk down the road, silence creating a tension between them but it was short lived when a women came rushing past them, brushing shoulders with Pietro.
