Herr: Mr.
Arzt: Doctor
I believe at some point I was German, but that felt like a long time ago. I'm sure I had a mother and a father and maybe even a little brother that liked to tug on my hair. It had to be a very long ago, I do not know how old I am but I feel as though death should have taken me a long time ago.
Now I had memory lapses at times, pains in my chest, and white hair. Like snow. Maybe I was a brunette a long time ago, but then the scepter touched me and my hair turned white at the scare.
I can still remember when Doctor List asked if I wanted to change the world. Change it for good, there wouldn't be any war or hunger or pain, just peace for us all. That was before I met the twins really, and before I started crushing on Pietro.
"Well, Ms Müller?" I looked away from him with his pinched eyes, corpse skin, and glasses hanging on his nose. I was still strapped down onto a gurney it looked like, but it wasn't metal. Instead it felt like plastic, I was constricted and suffocated under the rubbery straps pulling at my hair. If saying yes meant I could get out of the bounds I would say it in a heartbeat.
"Yes." I rasped out. My chest hurt like I'd been burned a million times over. He started to smile in a reptilian fashion as he called for someone.
"Herr Strucker! She has awakened." I looked around the room again, brown cement walls and floors. It looked damp and a bit dirty but I didn't know where I was.
"What shall we do with the rest of the trials?" The doctor asked. I watched the interaction between the doctor and this oddly familiar looking man, silently.
"Bury them. Deep underground. These three shall be trained." He nodded, taking one last glance at me. I glanced around the room again, to find two others watching me as well as the interaction. They stood off to the side, a male and female. So familiar looking but I had no name to put to their faces.
"You have done well, Arzt List." I looked back at him and his little monocle with muted interest as he looked me over and looked back to the doctor. So familiar. Yet I could not place his face before this. He nodded then turned his back and walked away from the room. I would not see him again until it was a little too late.
My straps were undone and for the first time in my new life, I felt free. Static and electricity snapped and crackled around my finger tips as I felt the humming come off every electrical source in the room. I could not feel anything outside of this room but I could feel everything in it.
"You look like a ghost." A Slavic accented voice commented, making me turn around. It was the male. He was around my age with a grin that stretched ear to ear and hair that was peppered with white and black strands.
"Better than having salt and pepper sprinkled on my head." I gave him a cheeky smile as he frowned at first.
"Ah. I am Pietro Maximoff." He let out a chuckle as he realised what I was referring too. I pursed my lips trying to find what my name would be, two words kept coming to mind.
"Silvia...Müller." I nodded to him, the words finally out of my mouth. He nodded in return.
"She's clever, isn't she Wanda?" He looked back, with his hands in his pockets to a brown haired female who regarded me with curious eyes. They looked like brother and sister if nothing else but still had the pale skin I'd come to realise happened when the scepter touched you.
"She may even be clever enough to give you a difficult time." She replied, the curiosity breaking into a small smile as she took me in.
"Now, off to bed you three. It's down the hall and to the left. We've got a busy day ahead of us tomorrow." List ushered us out of the room, closing the door with a snap. I guess it was night time. I couldn't tell from the lack of windows, time seemed to move at it's own pace here. It was undeterred by clocks or expectations rising with the sun.
"Any idea what we're supposed to be doing, tomorrow?" I queried as we started walking down a set of hallways.
"You were told when we all first got here, Silvia." Pietro frowned again, as he took in my expression of confusion.
"Stark with his team of vigilantes and imbeciles will come here at some point. She was...brain fried in the trials, Pietro." Wanda explained to me then quickly told Pietro. I just nodded slowly. It was totally possible that I was, I couldn't remember anything like where we were or how long we'd been here or who these people were besides a face and a name.
"I suppose that would explain a lot." He let out an awkward grin and rubbed the back of his head. I shrugged.
"I looked forward to working with you." I stuck out a hand to Pietro.
"We're family, not employees." He rolled his eyes and threw a arm around my neck, pulling me close to him and Wanda in a hug. I jumped from the sudden movement. The surprise sent little tendrils of electricity to radiate over my entire body
"Whoa, hey. No zapping us. Save that for the bad guys." I think it made both him and Wanda jump in return. It took me a second before I realised I was shocking them and tried to rein it in.
"Sorry." I mumbled into the right side of his chest.
"Its fine, beautiful." His entire body felt more energetic if that made sense. While only Wanda's head felt crackly against my shoulder and head but they were both warm and I welcomed the warmth entirely. It gave me hope and I was distracted from the pain in my joints and chest to relish in it.
"Ready and...begin." A trainer of sorts called from in front of me as he crouched down to a defensive looking position. I just sort of stood there and stared at him with confusion then looked at Pietro who shrugged. He didn't know either, I'd been the first to go. Why would I even bother looking at Pietro for help? I looked back right as an arm went by my face and stumbled backwards.
"What the fuck?" I swore as the trainer just kept on leaving me to duck or roll or dodge. I stumbled to my feet again and tried to look out for his fists coming so close to my eyes. He took advantage of this and swept my legs out from under me, I landed with an oomph flat on my ass for the second time in like two minutes. He came close to hitting me one time, scrapped the side of my bicep with his fist when I had enough.
"Enough." I gritted my teeth at him. I just reached out, wrapping my hand around his fist as it came close and sent a mild shock. I watched with some victory in my eyes as his body froze and began pulsating until I let go. He collapsed to his knees before falling in front of me. I realized I was breathing quite hard as the big metal door opened once again and List stepped out.
"I was wondering when you'd finally act on instinct." He commented warily as he knelled down and placed two fingers on the trainer's wrist.
"Warning would have been nice." I hissed, leaning over at the waist. I was still breathing hard. That was the first time I'd ever consciously realized I could do that.
"We won't always get warning, Silvia." Pietro's voice called out from behind the clear plastic that was meant to act both as an insulator and a window. I glared at him as he winked and grinned back.
"We must take a break from combat training, Silvia, Pietro. You two will try to best each other with whatever means necessary." He decided as he made a call. I raised a brow as a second later two men in uniform came in and dragged the trainer away, Pietro came in a second later. His grin had grown exponentially as he lowered himself a little to the ground.
"Begin." List called out as he made his way around to the other side of the plastic and rubber surrounding the room. I was knocked down in the first few seconds by a giggling mass as it zoomed past me. I stayed down, sprawled on the floor with the air knocked out of me as he zoomed around the room. This explained how he got here before Wanda or I did. I laid my hand flat against the floor and sent a shock in the direction he sounded like he was in.
"Having trouble down there?" He snorted as he popped up next to my face.
"Not as much as you'll have." I narrowed my eyes and stuck a hand out to shock him when I grasped at air.
"Damn it." I cursed as I sat up and looked around for him.
"You're funny, but slow." He chuckled from the other side of the room now.
"Asshole." I was trying to bait him into getting reckless but it sounded like he had too much of a sense of humor for that.
"You're on your feet again, beautiful. You're welcome!" I felt him grab my hands and pulled me up to my feet then disappeared again. I tried to stabilize myself a little as I looked around the room for any sign of the white haired, speeding, devil.
"This is almost sad." He sighed from behind me as he blew air into my white hair. I reacted as quickly as I could. I channeled the electricity from my feet this time, trying to numb his legs. It felt harder to do than my hands, like it'd was sent sporadically in different directions, but it seemed to work when I felt him knock into my back. I turned just enough for him to collapse, knocking me back on my ass. I have a feeling I'd spend a lot of time here.
"Tricked you!" He grinned as he pulled his head back from my stomach and zipped off. I sighed and held up a hand. I was done.
"I submit." I called out to List.
"You need to work on your determination, Silvia." I was pulled abruptly to my feet by Pietro and frowned at him as he grinned back.
"You're just too fast." I grumbled.
"You'll best me soon enough." He called out as I let go of his hands and went out the door.
"Whatever you say, devil." I called back, giving him a short wave as Wanda went in and the door shut behind me.
The next few months were spent training viciously. Wanda and I were equally matched in terms of physical strength and ability. We countered each other well. I could send waves upon waves of electricity, channeling them from objects around me including my own body or hers. The human brain could be disrupted easily with a little bit of power.
"Seriously?" I grunted out as I felt the crushing weight of her abilities try to force my body to the ground. I hadn't been able to siphon the power her brain put into this just yet. I was honestly afraid to do it. I liked Wanda. She was kind and caring with me when I'd gotten a little smacked around and because of that, I didn't want to accidentally scramble up her brain's neurons and leave her hurt or brain dead.