What If
What if Pietro wasn't the Pietro we all knew, what if it was just another mutant with shape shifting abilities. What if they found him in Area 51 and he was a completely different person. Pietro and X-23.
"Talking"
'Thinking'
'Telepathic'
Prologue
In a dark room with one heavy locked steel door and no windows was a man-like figure chained to the opposite side of the door. The figure was in a black straight jacket and black pants, with his arms and hands crisscrossed across his chest. The figure moved his head and looked up and opened his eyes revealing shinning blues eyes of a wolf in the pitch darkness. Anyone else would've seen darkness but to him, he could clear as day.
'Darkness. That's all I get nowadays. Besides the light when the soldiers bring the food and water. Hm, been here for 2 years, and they still don't my name. They just call X-17, x for extremely dangerous and 17 for the day they locked me up. When I get out of here, I'm gonna kill that little weasel for getting me locked. But then again, I need to get her out ...'
The sound of rumbling cut off his thoughts. As the figure lifted his head, he took a couple of sniffs in the air.
'Well, it looks like a couple of new comers are. Lets hope that they have friends.'
The figure then goes silent and starts closing his eyes, until the sound of the door opens. Through the light, the figure could make out the General of the base in the doorway. The figure's eyes start to seep red and sends a cold, emotionless glare at the General.
"Lets go X-17." he says in a gruff
The figure then starts to growl at the demanding General. The soldiers run over with one aiming his gun and the other releasing his chains. The soldier with the gun starts to sweat as the figure's eyes move from the General to the soldier. The soldier gets spooked and cocks his gun. As the last latch is removed from the wall, the figure head butts the soldier with the gun and then the one who removed his chains in less the 5 seconds. The figure, with the straight jacket still holding his arms together, dodges the bullets flying from to other soldiers, he charges one and takes him out with his teeth at his throat. Then a whole team surrounds the figure and close in on him. The team jumped him and held him down as other soldiers beat him with the but of their guns. The soldiers then back away as the General steps forward. The figure coughs out blood and then spits some over to the General.
"Learn your place X-17." The General demands
"The hell I will!" X said in a hoarse voice. X's wounds were starting to heal themselves right before everyone's eyes.
"Lets go X-17"
The soldiers then start prepping X-17 for transport by getting him on a four-wheeled contraption that had him strapped to it. Once X was in the light, his pure white hair that was just passed his shoulders. His eyes started to calm down and went back to his normal vibrant blue color.
'No, it's not X-17' X thought as the soldiers finished the final straps. A soldier then came over with a helmet that would block his view.
'It's Pietro Maximoff' he thought as his vision faded to black.