Title: Sister
Rating: PG
A/N: This is a sequel to my fic Father. This fic is written in Pietro's P.O.V.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pietro or Wanda
Summary: I hate what he did to you. I want to help you Wanda. I just don't know how.
I watch you as you sit and do your homework. You sit there not realizing what he did to you. How he had Mastermind change your memories. You talk about a happy childhood. But I know the truth. I know that those happy memories are nothing more than an illusion. You talk about that day at the carnival. About how much fun we had. That memory is an illusion. I remember that day. It was one of the most painful days of my life. I wanted to help you. Deep down I knew what he was doing was wrong. But he kept telling me it was the right thing to do. That it was the best for you to be there. And I ignoring my gut I believed him. I would have believed anything he had told me. I believed him and now you are suffering. All though to the outside world you seem perfectly happy. But others didn't know you before he got to you. A part of me wants to snap you out of the illusion he thrust you into. I'd rather have you hate me then to see you like this. But maybe I'm being selfish. Maybe the real reason I want to make you remember is so that you'll fight father. Fight him and maybe even destroy him. Fighting, hell standing up to him, is something I'm not capable of. Never was, never will be.
"Wanda."
I hear myself calling out as I move towards you. Am I really going to do this? Am I really selfish enough to destroy your happiness?
"Yes?"
You look up at me and I can't do it. I can't take away that happiness. Even it's only an illusion.
"Need any help?"
I ask sitting down next to you. Perhaps someday the illusion will be broken. But it won't be today and it won't be by me.