Hey everyone! Here's the second chapter to my fanfic. It's a bit longer than the first, and hopefully a little more exciting. Characters may be a bit OOC and I apologize for that. I didn't realize until now how difficult it would be to write interactions between characters that don't normally interact in the movies. Oh well. Enjoy!

Also, I don't own any of these characters or their histories.

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"Wanda, are you there?" an amused voice asked from beside her.

Turning her head, Wanda looked at her brother. She still couldn't believe his hair was mostly all silver by now.

"I'm sorry, what?" she asked.

"Where are you?" her brother asked.

"I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes," he said, flicking a pea at her.

Rolling her eyes, Wanda resumed eating.

"I'm just tired, Pietro. Unlike you, I have to exercise my body and mind," she said.

"Oh whatever," he said.

"You're just jealous that you don't have super speed like me. Or any other cool powers."

Wanda scoffed.

"Yeah? At least my powers will help in battle for figuring out what the opposite side is planning to do," she answered, shoving her brother with her shoulder.

As Pietro had his cup up to take a drink of his orange juice, it spilled down his shirt, causing Wanda to quietly giggle as her brother glared at her.

"Thanks sis, this is just what I needed to start my day," he said, pouting dramatically for effect.

"Oh Pietro, don't be such a baby. Vitamin C is great for you," she managed to get out between her snickers.

As the twins resumed eating, the doors opened and one of the guards called out for them.

Quickly getting up and dumping their trays, the siblings silently followed the man into a room that resembled a school gym, except instead of hardwood floor, there was dark blue padding.

"Wait here for your next task," he said gruffly and left the twins alone in the room.

"Do you think we're being watched?" Pietro whispered to her.

Wanda closed her eyes and made her mind blank. Slowly, a picture of them came to her. They were being watched from another room on the second floor. She noticed that she could jump from one mind to another with the image staying the same. There was more than one person.

Yes, she thought to her twin, opening her eyes and looking at the room around her. Pietro took a step closer to her and held on to her hand, ready to protect her should anything go wrong.

The doors to their right opened and in came Dr. List, Strucker, and two men the twins have never seen. The one with greying red hair stood tall and proud, and Wanda could sense right away that this man held more power than Strucker. The second man was hidden behind a curtain of chin-length black hair despite standing straight, and he had a bit of a limp on his left side. As they came closer Wanda noticed a metal gleam coming from the second man's arm and she heard her brother's inaudible gasp, confirming her suspicions.

The Winter Soldier, she thought.

She and her brother had heard a lot about him during their stay with HYDRA. He was HYDRA's pride, their most beloved killing machine.

At least, he would be until the twins were fully trained.

"Pierce, I'd like to introduce you to the twins. They will be the new face of HYDRA in coming years. Along with the Asset, they will be unstoppable," Strucker said as the men moved to stand in front of the twins.

Wanda unconsciously took a step closer to her brother. Four eyes snapped to her and the hand she was grasping on to.

"It looks like they're rather close," the man named Pierce said with a frown.

"Yes, sir," answered the doctor.

"We kept them apart during the beginning stages hoping that it would cause a gap between them, but it didn't change anything. We figured it would be safe to keep them together so they would be less likely to misbehave," he finished, looking at the twins.

Pietro shifted next to Wanda. She could tell he was as uncomfortable as she was at being talked about like they weren't there. She sent out a calming energy towards him, urging him to keep still.

"Her eyes," Pierce said, "Why are they glowing red?"

Wanda stilled. She had no idea what he was talking about.

"Her eyes do that every now and then," the List answered once more.

"We figured it has something to do with her powers itching to be used," Strucker added with a chuckle.

Pierce glanced at Wanda and Pietro before turning to the man next to him. Wanda tried to sense something from him, but she felt nothing. It was almost as if he were a machine instead of human.

"Soldier? What do you think?" Pierce asked. Wanda got the feeling he didn't really care about what the soldier had to say, but he was asking for the sake of appearances. Whether it was for the twins or the two other men, Wanda didn't know.

"With proper training they could surpass even me, sir," the Soldier answered in a deep, raspy voice.

"And they will," Pierce answered without missing a beat.

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The gymnasium was split in two by a wall. Pietro took the side with the one-way window, claiming that he didn't want old creeps looking at his baby sister. Wanda rolled her eyes, but agreed to let him take it. She didn't work as well when she was being watched.

While she was waiting for her one-on-one training with the Winter Soldier she felt a burst of energy flow through her. She had gotten these feelings often, but she didn't know what it meant.

With a frustrated sigh Wanda kicked the chair that had been provided to her. It tipped over and Wanda reached out to stop it's fall when red mist came out of her hands, surrounding the chair. She stood frozen as the chair floated mid fall in front of her.

WIth a gasp, the red disappeared and the chair fell. Wanda walked backwards until her back hit the wall.

"What the hell?" she muttered to herself, looking at her hands.

It hadn't hurt, she noted. In fact, it relieved some of the anxiousness she had been feeling earlier.

Walking back to the middle of the room, Wanda raised her hands.

Feeling completely ridiculous, she willed the red to come out again.

Nothing happened.

Slightly embarrassed, she tried again, willing the red to carry the chair again.

This time she noticed the warmth spread to her fingertips right before the red mist came out again, engulfing the chair and lifting it off of the floor.

A hysterical giggle spilled from her lips and she set the chair down.

The door opened and she turned to face whoever was coming in.

The Winter Soldier paused at the entrance and she realized that she still had a grin on her lips. Reigning in her emotions, she managed to control her joy to a small, shy smile.

As the door closed behind him, he made his way to where she was standing. Wanda took this time to observe him. The first thing she noticed was how tall he was. It seemed that the closer he got the more she had to glance up. She'd be willing to bet he was taller than Pietro.

Then she noticed his hair. It was longer than most men wore it and it was ridiculously greasy. She couldn't judge him for that though. Since joining HYDRA Wanda had only been allowed one shower every two weeks. She figured it was the same for him.

As he came to a stop in front of her she had to crane her neck back to keep looking at him.

He was incredibly handsome, Wanda noted. But what caught her attention the most were his eyes. They were a dark, sapphire blue. And while that alone would've been beautiful, she noticed how blank they were. She couldn't help the sadness that passed through her.

As she tried to read him again, she got the same result as the first time.

Nothing.

"Wanda Maximoff, correct?" he asked.

She nodded her head and noticed that in the time he'd walked over to her, she'd folded into herself.

Shaking her head a bit, Wanda stood up straight.

"Yes, sir," she amended.

"How much experience with hand to hand combat do you have?" he asked in his deep voice. The rasping wasn't there anymore, which she assumed was because he'd been talking with Pietro during their time together. However, she did notice a strange accent beneath the Russian one he had.

Remembering the question, she answered, "I don't have much experience. Pietro always fought my fights for me."

Wanda smiled at the memory.

"Then we'll start with basic self defense," he said, turning from her and walking a few feet away.

"I'll attack first and I want you to defend yourself however you can without using your powers," he said, cracking his neck.

Wanda stood nervously and pulled at her sleeves.

"I don't know where to start. What am I supposed to do?" she asked.

"Protect yourself. Don't let me get the upper hand," he said.

Then he lunged.