| 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 |

♡ ' 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ' ♡

WARNINGS; torture, mind wipes, death, suicide/self mutilation.

Skip **** if you don't want to read that, I'll put a summary at the bottom

It had taken a week of tests, training their new abilities, quiet lunches and dinners in a corner of the mess hall cuddled by Pietro's side and the annoyingly insistent hums of the Mind Stone for Wanda to feel comfortable enough to escape H.Y.D.R.A. She still didn't have the best grasp on her abilities because of the sheer power she held within her with scrapes of experience and training. H.Y.D.R.A didn't know how to train her other abilities besides telekinesis - she would need a practitioner of magic to help with her other abilities which brought their first destination to mind - Nepal.

She was sure the Ancient One and her students would be able to help her and Pietro. Plus, The Avengers wouldn't know anything about magic, they had only fought humans and aliens. She also didn't know any other witches besides Agatha Harknesses and Wanda was not ready to touch that problem with a seven inch pole. Pietro had no idea about the plan or what they were going to do after they escaped the base and their home country but he trusted Wanda more than anything, enough to follow her plan.

They had waited till after dinner and were being escorted to their 'rooms' when the routine guard changes happened. The base was emptier late at night, most of the scientists had left a while ago leaving only guards, the few overtime workers and other staff and the boss, Strucker.

Before Wanda and Pietro reached their cells that stood next to each, Wanda stood still, her eyes closed and her brows furrowed as a red red haze slowly slithered out of her. The guard noticed and was about to incapacitate her, but a slither shot towards his head and his body went slack, his gun hitting the metal floor with a ding. Pietro looked confused for a moment at the scene behind him and then a grin appeared realizing the time was now.

Incapacitate the others, I will find Strucker, Wanda's melodic voice reached inside his head. Wanda had used telepathy only a few times but it was hard to get used to hearing someone in his head. He gave a nod and sped in the opposite direction they came from and went to knock out the other guards. Wanda floated above the ground softly with ease and mentally searched the base and zeroed on Strucker, who was still in his office a floor above her.

Taking out the few guards on her floor was easy, it was easy to invade their minds and push a powerful suggestion to fall asleep. Wanda didn't want to hurt them despite what they had done to her — she wanted them to spend the rest of their lives in a prison cell, like she and Pietro would've done if Strucker had his way.

Moving quickly up the staircase toward Strucker's office Wanda took a moment to acknowledge the calm flooding her being. She, after stressing about her ability to pull this escape off for the last week, laughed aloud at her unnecessary anxiousness as she whipped her head to the right, locking eyes with an incoming guard and effortlessly sinking her power into his mind.

"Sleep," she commanded.

It was so simple, she thought while stepping over the guards curled up form and continuing down the hall to find the Baron. It was an exhilarating feeling, Wanda's power coiled around her body like blood red snakes waiting to strike on command. She could feel the exact location of every entity in the building.

Wanda paused, taking a moment to ground herself. She could feel Pietro as he raced along the floor below her colliding with stationed guards. She felt the moment a H.Y.D.R.A operative tried to sound an alarm below her and even at her distance she ensnared him with her power and he crumbled to the floor.

She reached the Baron's study with ease, gilding into the room with a waved hand to unlock the door. "Hello Strucker, it's time Pietro and I check out. We have other obligations you see," she told the man at the desk who was looking over some files.

"Wanda, what a surprise," He drawled with a raised eyebrow at her appearance. "You're leaving? We can't have that, we've put a lot of money and time into you and your brother," he told her, his hand snaking under his desk to trip an alarm but Wanda ensnared his hand and it stilled before she lifted it up with a harsh pull lifting his whole body into the air with an effortless tug. She gave him an appraising look then with a grimace, a hit of red shot out from her fingertips like a striking snake into his temple as she stalked closer.

That's when the screaming started. Agonized screams and rumbles of thoughts crescendoed into one and Wanda didn't know if it was her or Strucker.

Flashback ******

Wanda stood in the corner of the dark room with a flickering light above her and watched. Her body was frozen, she was a mere spectator to the scene before her - Strucker stood looming above Bucky who sat in an uncomfortable metal chair, his arms tied to the armchairs with metal straps and another around his sweaty forehead keeping him contained to the chair.

"You have been a bad Soldat, making friends with my experiments. Did you think I wouldn't notice your relationship with the Maximoffs? You were supposed to train them not fuck them," Struckers thick German accent filled the medical room with a snap, his face contorted in disgust and disappointment.

The Soldat scowled in the chair, his sharp jawline clenching as he glared at the man before him but he said nothing. Wanda watched with a conflicted expression and forced her hands to stop shaking and put a foot in front of the other, entirely ignoring Strucker and the other two doctors in the dim room. She slowly made her way in front of Bucky and her heart broke to see him in such a state, while she didn't know the quiet man before her, she had felt his gentle caresses, his cold metal fingers cradling through her hair softly and gentle Russian coaxing her to pleasure. The way he could be so gentle, kind and soft - almost scared and vulnerable - with her and her brother as if afraid they would break in the dark but strong and fierce around the others.

He had them all fooled, they all thought he was an emotionless metal shell of a man but he was so much more than that. So much more than a soldier or a tool for H.Y.D.R.A to her and Pietro. Pietro who didn't like him that much at the start, thinking he was simply a killer and nothing more only to find out the man was just as scared and tortured as they were - even more so.

"Sir, it's best to wipe him and hand him back. The experiments have been going well, we won't need him once we have the twins. They show much promise in surviving the last phase," A pale woman in a white doctor's coat told him, her glasses titling down her nose as she looked over the laptop screen that was scanning a x-ray of the man in the chair.

Wanda's hand ghosted over his clenched jaw saw the deep anger, fear and sadness in his eyes as he realized what was going to happen. He didn't want to forget, he hated this, he hated himself for not fighting hard for them. They are the only good thing he's had in almost a hundred years. Bucky wasn't ready to lose them. Wanda felt the fear and loathing radiating from him.

"A child between the soldier with the serum and a successful experiment could help or we could even use the other one," an old shriveled thing of a man wrapped in a large doctor coat offered with a small grin, watching the soldier with a gleeful look in his eyes.

A mirage-like image appeared in her mind, a short pale but hulking bulking figure thrashing in a container of water as he continued to drown and revive as cords wrapped around him like an Egyptian mummy. Her throat clenched around the air and she could almost taste the tinge of metallic water upon her tongue. Logan, her mind breathed in pure awe.

She took a deep breath in, grounding herself on the memory so she didn't drown as the doctor finished his idea, "We could potentially raise an entirely loyal soldier without the need of mind control."

Wanda's head snapped up at the comments of the doctors and scowled, red mist wafting off her as she realized they were going to treat them both like breeding animals. While she had no qualms of the idea of starting a family with the soldier, but she would die before someone made that choice for her or took her child to groom as an assassin for a Nazi organization. They had tortured Bucky, they stole him from her and Pietro and had a hand in torturing another grieving man. They had gone too far. Why had it taken her this long to realize? This was real. Bucky, Logan, their pain was REAL and the man who had a hand in their suffering was standing unrepentant before her.

Strucker hummed, rolling the thought around his head and finally answered, "Perhaps a project to bring to the other departments but first, wipe him and start over. We'll need to hand him over soon anyways," he then strolled out the room as machine humming filled the ear as it booted up.

Wanda screamed in anger and frustration, she couldn't stop it, it was weeks ago and it explained why a little before the experiments he had gone ghost on them before disappearing. She heard chatter of him leaving to another department and then going AWOL, it had Strucker in a tizzy. Wanda was proud of him for getting away from them and hoped they could join him after they got a handle on their powers.

Rage bubbled inside Wanda and unknowingly manifested in physical form as the feeling overwhelmed her and filled the memory in a red haze. She hated H.Y.D.R.A for what they did to Bucky, to Logan, to her and her precious brother and to all the other orphans and to her home and to the world. She hated them and she wanted them gone. She wanted her and Pietro to be safe. For them to be with Bucky watching a movie cuddled up on the couch like Claire used to do with her past lovers. She wanted to be free, for all of them to be free.

A beep of a machine echoed through the silent room then Bucky screamed loudly even with mouth guard gag and the overwhelming feeling of pain, rage and fear of forgetting slammed into her. She could see and feel the memories of her, Bucky and Pietro wiped, turning to dust, slipping through Bucky's sacred fingers and the sound of glass shattering as a physical representation of his mind breaking.

Scenes of small lunches huddled in a corner, more gentle sparring compared when they first met, the teasing quips of jokes from Pietro, auburn hair wild and spread out like a halo, calming and gentle compliments, promises and dreams of after, pure laughter ran through his head like bells, the name Bucky moaned into the air with a lost carefreeness grounding him to who he was when he was around them and slips of a Boston accent when he was deep in the throes of pleasure. The last thing Bucky and Wanda heard when Bucky blacked out from pain, his brain rebooting from the mind wipe was a gentle whisper of 'We love you'.

Wanda simply snapped.

The rage had reached its boiling point and Wanda fell to her knees, feeling the physical detachment from Bucky as he forgot her brother and her and the memory came to an end. Red mist burst from inside her and filled the silent room as she fell to her knees unable to stand with the weight of her anger and sorrow. Tendrils of her power slipped through the vents and burst through the closed door as it crushed everything and everyone it's in its path.

Wanda was oblivious to her powers infecting everyone around her as she cried for Bucky, for the man she grew to know him, the man he was when they were alone and how he showed himself to be vulnerable as he screamed at himself for going against the mission for having feelings. She even found care and love for the other person inside him - the Soldat. The gruff Russian protector who guarded Bucky with an iron fist and who also became a protector to Wanda and Pietro.

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Pietro could feel the onslaught of feelings of rage and despair through the bond with his sister. When he was younger he swore he could feel his sister, feel her pain and happiness but his parents said it was just a twin thing but now it was so much more. Wanda and Pietro knew each other deeper than anyone, they knew each other; mind and soul and Pietro could feel her hurt. It made him angry and scared, he bulldozed through a few guards as he rushed to his sister but stopped short when he reached a medical room. Looking through the glass, a faint shimmer of red coated the air and he gaped at the scene before him.

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Two doctors were fighting each other, blood splattered on the floor and a dead nurse laid in the corner. Her skull had been split open with blood and brain matter decorating the floor around her. Pietro stood frozen as he watched a younger looking doctor stab a scalpel into the neck of  his superior with a bloodthirsty grin. Then as he turned to him with glazed eyes as he smiled "we don't deserve to live" he whispered before slitting his own throat without hesitation. Pietro jumped back narrowly avoiding the blood spray thanks to his speed as the man's corpse joined the other two on the newly red tiles.

Pietro looked away from the horror scene when he heard gunshots and hesitatingly walked through the open threshold to see eight guards shooting each other screaming profanities as gunfire richotched through the dining hall. A table was flipped over as a shield as a guard took cover. Pietro was confused and almost scared, he didn't know why they had turned on each other. They didn't even care he was there, one of them looked right at him, more like looked through him and simply turned away with a nod and shot at the other guard.

Hearing an enraged scream from the floor above him, Pietro stumbles back out of the room with the fighting guards and carefully heads in the direction of the scream. He soon finds himself in one of the multiple training rooms peeking in through the damaged doorway, only to find one of the guards viciously attacking one of the scientists. The guard is straddling the female scientist, who struggles weakly beneath him, as he bashes her head in with the butt of his gun.

Pietro stumbles back, falling on his ass as his eyes never leave the man that was creating a large hole in the middle of the scientists' forehead. Her body falls limp just moments later as a cracking sound fills the room, the guards gun sticking out of the woman's skull. His grip on her face slackens and her head falls to the side, dead eyes staring straight at Pietro, who covers his mouth in horror.

The guard slips off of her mutilated body and grabs a scalpel from beside her before standing up, his hand tightening around the small blade. Pietro finally breaks eye contact with the dead scientist and looks up at the man to find him staring straight at him, a red haze over his green eyes. The man makes eye contact before a deranged smile slips onto his bloody face and he lifts the scalpel, stabbing it into his left eye, over and over again coating his face, hand, and blonde hair in even more blood until he stills and collapses on the ground, dead.

Pietro scrambles back at the thud, breaking him out of his horror filled trance and stumbles to his feet, running away from the scene at inhuman speed. Desperate to find his sister and make sure she's safe.

Pietro reached Strucker's office mindlessly as his thoughts swam with images of  the carnage he saw. The door to Strucker's office had been blasted off its hinges and crushed and he was worried at what he saw. Wanda was in the middle of the room, her knees digging into an ugly old rug crying and her powers buzzing around her in a aggressive protective dome, lashing at everything around her, the desk in front of her was splintered with burn marks but she looked untouched and unharmed and Pietro felt like he could finally breathe.

It wasn't physical but mental and Pietro didn't think that was better with what he knew about Wanda's abilities, she had said it herself it was overwhelming feeling everyone's feelings and hearing their thoughts. She had been trying to block it out and it was slowly working and Pietro was learning from her to do it too since he didn't want to overwhelm her either.

But then he looked up to see Strucker who was dead in his chair but the scene would haunt him for a long time. Blood dripped down his face, claws marks engraved in his face and his eye sockets were hollow and his head leaned against his leather chair and it seemed like he was staring at Pietro. He would be if he had eyes, if he hadn't seemed to have scratched them out himself considering the blood dripping from his fingers and the letter opener that was currently sticking out of his temple. His gaunt face was empty but his mouth was open in a soundless scream.

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He didn't know what to do or what Wanda had done but he didn't care, he needed to help her. He walked towards her slowly and fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her, the mist rolled around his skin with a hot comfort. "Me Draga," he whispered, "It's okay, I'm here."

Wanda's body shook under him and he held her tighter, staying there trying to comfort her. They stayed like that for a while until the most retreated back inside her and she had stopped crying. "They're all dead," Wanda told him, sounding hollow as Strucker looked.

"What happened?" Pietro asked after a moment of tense silence.

Wanda turned in his arms and laid her head on his chest and answered with a quiver of her lips, "He wiped Bucky because of us, he was getting too close and was remembering."

Pietro took a sharp inhale at her answer and his heart clenched at the name of the man he was beginning to see as a friend, a protector and someone he could share his heart with amongst his sister. While they didn't know each other long or know each other deeply, they had found comfort in him in this dark place. They had shared experiences and could be vulnerable with each other when they couldn't be around the other H.Y.D.R.A members.

"Oh Draga, we'll find him and make him remember," Pietro told her with a firm determination. "It's hard to forget someone as beautiful as you and as funny as me, huh?"

That prompted a small smile in Wanda and Pietro grinned in achievement and gently pulled his arms away and brushed her wavy hair away from her face and cupped her chin, "We'll get him. Now let's get out of here, its gross."

Wanda nodded and accepted his help to stand and took a look around the room and grimaced at Strucker and whispered, "I didn't mean to do that, it was an accident."

She dropped her head in fear and Pietro hated that, "Strucker deserved it, Bucky didn't," he comforted her. He wrapped his arm around her slender shoulders and started to leave the room but Wanda stopped him.

"We should get all the information we can before we leave. Maybe we'll find something to help us find him," she told him and Pietro nodded in agreement. The twins slowly made their way out of the office, Pietro with his arm wrapped around Wanda's waist keeping her upright. He knew that she wasn't doing her best right now after expelling more power than she had in the time that they had been with H.Y.D.R.A, so he wanted to make sure she didn't use up more energy than she already had even if they were only walking.

They soon came upon one of the rooms that they weren't allowed in, Pietro helped position Wanda near the damaged door, sitting her down on a clean patch of the floor. After checking to make sure Wanda was okay being left there, Pietro stepped into the room.

It was a storage like room, multiple opened file cabinets lined the walls and computers littered the floor, smashed and broken. More file cabinets were thrown around the room making the space feel more cluttered and crowded than it must have been before. Pietro takes a few more steps into the room but freezes upon seeing a few guards laid around the room, all of them mutilated and very dead.

"Wanda..." Pietro whispers, stepping around one of the cabinets, papers crumpling under his dirty sneakers. The view that greeted him made him gag, his hand reaching up to cover his mouth in disgust and shock. There was one of the soldiers laid on the ground, mangled and broken. The most disturbing fact about this sight was the fact that his head had been separated from his body, one of the keyboards for one of the computers leaning up against his severed neck covered in blood and the soldier's insides. His head was a few feet away from its body, discarded like trash.

"Pietro?" Wanda's voice breaks him out of his horror and disgust ridden state and he hums in response, swallowing down the urge to puke at the sight.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Wanda asks, leaning over to get a look into the room but Pietro's body blocks her sight from where he sped to the doorway, eager to keep her from seeing what he had, desperate to keep the little innocence she had left protected from the nightmares that he was sure would plague her come night time.

"Everything is fine, sister. Just stay out here, I'll look through the files to see if they have anything important for us to take," Pietro says softly, kneeling down to press a kiss to her forehead and push her gently back to her previous position, "Just rest, regain your strength."

Wanda nods reluctantly and decides to just direct him to what she wanted him to look for. She told him to look for anything about Bucky and the super serum that he was given, the two of them, anything about the scepter, and about Logan. She had to describe Logan to him, as he had no idea who she was even talking about but it didn't slow them down.

Pietro sped around the room filtering through every piece of paper and file that he could find that wasn't damaged by blood. A few moments later he came out of the room with only a few files, all of them about Bucky and the serum.

"I'm going to go check around the base, see if there is anything else I can get. I'm sure this isn't the only room with files in it," Pietro says, placing the files down next to Wanda while she nods, "Stay here, okay? Link me if anything happens, I'll be here within the second."

Wanda nods and grabs a file to keep her occupied while he went through every room in the base. Pietro speeds away searching through every room and floor, coming across more dead guards than he could ever keep count of and passing them without looking back. They deserved this in his opinion, they hurt him, hurt his twin, and to him, that was unacceptable. Justice was served and he was glad it was dished out by the woman he loved.

Pietro spends the next half hour scrounging through all of the rooms containing files that he could find and luckily comes back with everything she told him to look for. A multitude of files overflowing in his arms as he slowly walks back to where Wanda was seated, not wanting to risk any of the papers flying away if he were to use his speed. He finally makes it back to her and drops the files beside her, plopping down on the other side of her with a huff, his breaths coming out in little pants.

"Are you okay?" Wanda asks, looking up at him from where she had her head buried in another file about Bucky. Pietro just nods and glances down at the file she was reading, seeing a couple pictures of people fighting someone who looks a bit too similar to their Bucky.

"Is that Bucky?" Pietro asks, hesitantly.

Wanda glances back down at the pictures and nods slowly, "These are a couple of the Avengers. Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff. They caused the fall of Shield and H.Y.D.R.A simultaneously and fought Bucky just before that. Now, he's missing..." Wanda states, frowning down at the image of the man she loved.

Pietro stood up in anger, pacing away from her before turning back, ready to release his anger at just the knowledge that Bucky had been fighting these people alone, without them by his side. However, he doesn't get the chance because Wanda drops the file, her hand reaching up to her head and her eyes flashing a beautiful scarlet.

Wanda groaned, her hand rubbing her temple and Pietro rushed towards her, he was sure using such powers would leave her drained. "The mind stone," she uttered in annoyance and Pietro nodded, speeding out the room to find it, letting Wanda mentally guide him and grabbed a coat from one of the doctors and a pistol from the guards.

He started placing some food, water and simple medical supplies atop the coat and tied it up - they would need it for their journey. He stopped when he saw a metal case in a vaulted room, he could feel the hum of power throbbing inside his blood and he grabbed it with a small hint of hesitance and rushed back to Wanda who was looking at another file intensely.

This file had the title Beast on it which gave him an idea of who it was about. The man with long vibranium claws that grew from in between his knuckles. Pietro figured he could ask her more about him later or read the file fully himself so for now he just set the metal case and coat full of necessities down beside her.

"I think this is it, it called to me as soon as I saw it so i just grabbed it." The taller twin said, kneeling down beside her. She placed the file down in the pile and grabbed the case, opening it with a flick of her wrist after seeing the code lock on it. The red wisps pried the case open with ease and showed them the scepter. It hummed with power and seemed to glow under the dim lighting of the hallway the two were situated in.

Pietro watched with rapt attention as Wanda hovered a hand over the crystal embedded in the silver scepter, glowing scarlet wisps snaking around her hand before floating down towards the little blue gem and popping it out of the scepter with more ease than he thought would be possible for such a powerful item. She lifted her hand and pulled it towards herself, making the crystal float towards her before it stopped mid air. Lifting her other hand, the same glowing scarlet wisps snake around the fingers of that hand. Positioning her hands on either side of the gem, the wisps glide towards the crystal encasing it in a brilliant red before a cracking sound breaks through the silent hallway.

Wanda pulls back her hands, the red wisps dissipating in the air, leaving a now golden yellow stone before them. She places her hand under the stone and lets go of her hold on it, letting it fall into her hand. Its glow dims just a bit as the power in it settles and stops calling to the two mutants so strongly.

"What... the fuck... just happened?" Pietro asks, awe filling his tone. He watches as Wanda quickly uses her power to condense the scepter into a silver snake ring then shrink the mind stone to infuse it into the snake's eye, then slip the ring onto her middle finger on her left hand.

"I just made the mind stone into an accessory," Wanda says, a bit shocked, herself, at the fact that the stone just allowed her to do so without any resistance. Pietro nods slowly before coming out of his awe-ridden state and ripping out the scepter shaped padding in the metal case and placing all of the files inside of it.

"Might as well use the case to hold all of these now that it's not occupied by the scepter," he mutters, closing the case once more.

"Good idea, we don't have much time before we need to start heading out. I'm guessing it's been about two or three hours since everything started. I want to let you know a bit about the stones, things I've seen since I touched the mind stone, and I need to fill you in on the mission that i'm on now. Another reason why we need to leave Hydra," Wanda says, fiddling with the new ring on her finger.

Pietro nods and settles himself against the wall beside her, grabbing her hand in his, lifting it to his lips and pressing a kiss against the back of her hand then letting their joined hands fall to his lap, "Okay, lay it on me."

"Okay, so the mind stone showed me a lot the last time I touched it directly. In one of the visions, I saw all 6 stones which are the Mind stone, the Reality stone, The Space stone, The Time stone, the Power stone and the Soul stone. I'll give you descriptions of all of them and the powers they allow their holders to use but just remember those stones, because they are very important, Pietro, okay?" Wanda says, shifting to face her brother better. Said male nods watching her intently, showing that he was giving her his full attention.

"Alright, so you already know the Mind stone, it's what gave us our powers or rather unlocked them I should say. It's yellow as you saw and it allows its user to control minds, enhance their intelligence, and create new life. The Reality stone is red and allows its user to alter reality, pretty self explanatory with that one. The Space stone is blue and allows its user to create portals, teleport, move objects, and warp space. The Time stone is green and is also pretty self explanatory, it allows its user to control time. The Power stone is purple and allows its user to manipulate energy and increase their strength. Lastly, the Soul stone is orange and allows its user to control the human mind and a self-contained pocket universe. When all of them are used together at the same time, the user is given nearly limitless power and can do nearly anything they can think of. In the wrong hands, it can cause devastating destruction. Are you with me so far?" Wanda asks, eyeing Pietro who has shock and wonder written all over his face.

"I'm with you, draga mea, I just don't understand how these stones could have come to be. How did all of this power get condensed into such tiny gems?" Pietro questions, utterly baffled by the fact that these kinds of stones existed.

"They were created a long time ago but that's a short story for another time. The reason I'm telling you about them is because the mind stone showed me a vision of our possible future. A future where an ugly purple titan uses the stones to turn half of the galaxy to ash. My self appointed mission is to collect all of the stones before that can happen and defeat him. I will not allow that future to happen, a future where we die. I would never forgive myself if I knew what would happen and didn't do everything in my power to stop it," Wanda tells him, tears filling her eyes at the reminder that Pietro would be dead in about a year had she not been reborn with the knowledge of everything that would happen. She couldn't imagine a life without her twin, the man she loves more than anything in the entire galaxy. He was her world and she would make sure he lived to be free from the weight of war.

So... because of the mind stone that gave you these visions of this possible future, you've now given yourself the sole task of defeating a purple... titan? And saving half of the galaxy?" Pietro couldn't understand why she decided that she had to be the one to take on this responsibility but he didn't have time to ponder on it. He knew that no matter what, he would stick by her side, purple titan or not. He wasn't going to let her embark on this dangerous life-threatening journey alone.

"That Titan would destroy you, Bucky and half our planet and I'm not going to let that happen," Wanda told him with a cute scrunch of her nose that meant she was serious. She continued with that storytelling voice she had started using more recently, "The infinity stones aren't just pretty accessories, they are old sentient beings, I can feel their thoughts and hear their longing for their other 'siblings'. I want to bring them together to stop the Titan, yes but I also can't imagine us being apart for eons so I'm going to do this, I just can't ignore their pleas to be reunited. I just hope you'll join me along for the ride."

Pietro scoffed, was she seriously doubting him after all they had been through? The life he had taken in the name of their love? Pietro didn't know how to convince her he would forever be by her side, his words and actions had spoken but she still doubted him. Only death could part them and knowing the little he knew about his sister's powers she could possibly defy death itself but Pietro would try his damnedest if he had too."Of course sister, I'll be with you every step of the way." He promised her yet again, hoping this time it stuck and destroyed her doubt of him. Like usual he had to lighten the mood by quipping, "It's not like I have anything else to do anyways."

Wanda let out a sigh of relief at the reminder that her brother would choose her over anything else. Yes, she had her doubts that he would choose to possibly die on this journey, this mission, but she was wrong. She thought that because she wasn't actually his sister aside from the body she was now riding and the memories she gained from jumping into the original Wanda's body, he wouldn't follow her anywhere, especially into the line of fire. Those thoughts were irrational though because he did not know she wasn't His Wanda and he would never know that she wasn't.

Pietro was still Her Pietro and the original Wanda, along with the new Wanda knew he would follow her to whatever afterlife there is, any day. "Thank you... I know it's a lot to ask. Though I doubt you could find anything more fun to do rather than find the stones and fight off a big purple titan when he inevitably comes for them," she says, a fond smile on her face as she gazes into his brilliant blue eyes, her hand reaching up to lightly scratch at the ragged beard coating his face.

"It's not a lot to ask, you're my entire fucking world Wanda. I would do anything for you. I thought that was perfectly clear to you," he grumbles, leaning into her hand, "And of course I wouldn't find anything more fun to do. You're the only fun thing around and if you went off on your own, I wouldn't have anything fun to do." The 24-year-old gives her a cheeky grin, his smile widening at her soft giggle.

"Yeah, yeah, you flirt. We've got to go now, story time is up," Wanda mutters, finally feeling a bit replenished after letting out so much magic at one time.

Pietro nods, pressing a light kiss to the pal of her hand before leaning back and letting it fall. He gathers the case and the tied up coat before helping the maroon haired woman up and leading her down the hall, his free hand holding her tightly to his side.

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It didn't take long for the twins to leave the burning H.Y.D.R.A base in their metaphorical rear view. The Sokovian wind was cold with snow blanketing the floor white. Pietro had picked up a jumper from a fallen doctor and had scraped together some money from all the Nazi's wallets that would help them travel easier.

Wanda had promised or rather declared they would get to have a much needed warm bath when they put distance between them and hunkered down somewhere in the nearest town. Which was quickly fulfilled after an hour of quiet trekking through the snow towards the village below the mountain reach of the base. She would've had Pietro sped them but he had used a lot of energy taking down the base and he still wasn't used to using his powers for long amounts of time. She also didn't want to alert anyone of their presence until they had rested.

Wanda was thankful that it wasn't their hometown because she didn't think Pietro could handle it. Even though they had left that life behind when the bombs went off, taking their only family with them, it still brought a heavy feeling of sadness over Pietro. She also didn't want to stay at their past warehouse that they had called home for some time before they joined H.Y.D.R.A. Pietro would never want to leave with the Sokovian civil war right in his face, he would want to help even more with their powers and as bad as it was for Wanda to think, she just didn't have time for that.

She needed to get a better grasp on her powers before she could go and get the other stones and kill an all powerful Titan before he wiped out half the universe. Pietro also wasn't up to the task either and Wanda knew how easy it was for her to lose him and she wouldn't let that happen.

So next stop - Nepal.

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***Bascially Wanda saw Strucker mind wipe Bucky because he was getting too close to her and Pietro and lost control and made everyone but Pietro kill themselves or attack each other. BTW It's revealed Bucky had relations with both Pietro and Wanda.

Next up! The journey to Nepal begins, a HYDRA base is destroyed and a blonde girl who happens to be the queen of hell is in need of saving, a totally normal cat joins the ride and the avengers have something to say about the mysterious twins and said cat.

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