Margot POV
I can't believe I was so careless...This is a new team,and I can start over. After the meeting Natasha fills Pietro and I in on the details that we needed to know for sure.
,''You two are heading up the physical element of the operations. Clint, Stark, Wanda, and Thor will follow you into the sites to check it out. Steve,Bruce,and I are the brains this time coming from the back behind you and physical assistance if needed, I don't think that it'll be necessary though...'' Natasha smirks at me momentarily.
I haven't seen her since the academy which was ages ago. I bet these guys are used to having Natasha as the best. I still think her skill far excels my own but she disagrees wholeheartedly.
''As you can probably already tell these are abduction cases like ours, Margot...'' Pietro snaps his head towards the both of us like a dog spotting it's prey.
His blonde hair tussles from the sudden movement and a stern expression seizes his face. ''You were kidnapped and your houses we're burned to the ground?''
He seeps into great despair waiting for a reply from either one of us. Natasha, thankfully, speaks saying ,''Well not exactly like that...We were in our apartment when it was bombed, our parents died.'' Pietro casts his eyes down.
''But there were too many ways to really count for a pattern, do not beat yourself up Pietro.'' I state trying to come off as kind. I'm not nearly as good at it as I think I am though.
Pietro lifts his head slowly again regaining his forsaken courage. Wanda makes her way to her twin's side after her conversation with Fury. The atmosphere changes immediately to a dark and hostile vibe leaving me feel like she has a BIG problem with me. Did I come off on the wrong heel?(I'm sorry) She's probably upset that I sat next to her brother. What was I supposed to do? Stand? If it would avoid this trouble I probably should have. Pietro turns very slightly to his sister and exchanges a few private words that nobody hears. I cannot help but feel like the odd man out. I look at Natasha for an answer when she shrugs and walks away I know that there is no hope. So, I grab my heels and slip out of the meeting room when nobody notices.
I practically run to my apartment on the 76th floor, except I take the elevator. When I get in the elevator there is a little girl and her mother aboard talking about what they saw at the zoo. ''Mommy, that's why horseys aren't at zoos because they might bite our fingers...'' The woman nods smiling at me and then at her daughter. The elevator music starts playing and then the little girl who couldn't be older than 4 turns to me.
,''Margot, you can't hide from them forever you know...they're already looking for Skull meant what he said you know, about the makes you think anything has changed? You are in a new place with new people but that doesn't change the horrors that will haunt don't change.'' She says in her little baby voice that 4 year old posses. Staring wide eyed at the little girl momentarily her iris's flash a red and then I know how they get perfectly sane, right minded people to turn. The power of mind manipulation. Why have I never thought of it before? The threats haven't happened before, why now?
The elevator door opens a little too slowly and then I really do run to my apartment door number 213. A fear that I haven't felt in years comes crawling back from the inside out. This feels like an invasion of everything I've tried to hide so well.I need to get away from everything right now. Turning my head to see if anyone follows me, I don't pay attention to what's in front of me.
Smack.
I am being attacked? I sit up, having fallen on my butt on the carpeted floor. My head snaps to what's above me. Who am I up against? But suddenly it's not an enemy, it's Pietro. The blonde extends his hand with a shameful look, scolding himself internally. Taking his warm, strong hand, I stand up.
''I did not see you in my way, Pietro. I'm sorry.'' I give a short apology and explanation still feeling very shaky.
Raising an eyebrow, he looks at my apartment door. I look at the door he stands in front of room 214.
''It is fine. Are you alright?'' Pietro takes a few steps closer co he can examine my body. He glances at my wrist again, but says nothing. ''I am alright, thank you. It looks like we are neighbors, though.'' I frown slightly and then he grows puzzled.
''What's that problem, Margot?'' I glace at his door and smile as kindly as possible.
''Your sister, Wanda, dislikes me very much and I do not know why.'' I say very honestly.
Pietro bursts into a fit of giggles and turns around in a circle stomping his feet to add affect to how funny he thinks what I've said seems to be to him.''No...'' He mouths while still laughing.
I small smile purses on my usually stern lips as he tries to calm down. ''No, No, my sister does not live with me. That would be a disaster. Her apartment is on the the 77th floor right next to Natasha's.'' I understand now.
''But she does hate me.'' I say bluntly while crossing my tired arms.
Pietro's pink lips pout slightly as he cocks his head and the line between his brows returns. '' She does not hate you, Wanda has a very odd outlook on certain people...'' That clears nothing up for me.
I lean against my door and mumble growing irritated ,'' Does she hate me because she saw you conversing with me during the meeting?''
Another laugh escapes Quicksilver's lips as he thinks about that possibility.
''Oh no no, you silly, no...'' He teases me in a friendly way.
I am silent for a long moment because I absolutely hate when people don't like me. It's not a pride thing, it's the fact that I try my hardest to make people like me. The worst thing I could do is mess it up as I'm trying to establish it here with these people.
A long upsetting sigh erupts from Pietro's mouth. He better spill the beans,
''My sister has powers as you know. She can see into people minds and she can alter or feel a vibe on a person...''
''So she felt a bad vibe on me and now she's trying to get everyone to hate me, great.''
''No, not exactly. When she gets feelings they have underlying meanings. In your case, you hide secrets.''
His voice got very very shallow at the end as if he would offend me.
''She cannot merely base it on that, everyone keeps secrets.'' I answer to his inquisition.
''Yes, but she says yours endanger the lives of others.'' That is where I draw the line.
I look in my pocket for my keys, obviously trying to leave to conversation. Looking very bothered, Pietro picks up my keys from the ground and hands them to me carefully. I take them with my dominant right hand. He looks again. MARGOT GET IT TOGETHER! I open my door with one attempt but I stop before opening the door.
''I'm sorry Pietro you do not deserve my rudeness,'' I turn to him with an apologetic look that I hope he will accept.
He smiles brightly again, which makes me even more guilty because what he says is true.
''If you do not mind my asking, why were you running, Margot?'' His eyes look way more concerning unlike most people who interrogate you for the fun of it. I don't trust people with things, but maybe one secret it alright.
Just once.
I need to remember what it was like to trust someone.
''On the way up here in the elevator. There was a little girl and her mother and the little girl turned to me and told me that Hydra was looking for me again. That Red Skull was threatening torture...'' My steady voice turns to a shaky whisper as I explain that. We both know how bad his torture is. He takes your worst fears and manifests them into reality. There is no getting around it.
''Well as long as you are here and my neighbor and friend I promise to protect you from those monsters, Margot.'' He says completely seriously with no doubt whatsoever in his tone.
''Thank you, Pietro. Goodnight.'' I smile weakly.
''Your welcome, Margot. If you need me just come right over.'' He sends a warm smile before I walk in my candle lit apartment. As the door shuts, I find myself sinking into my thoughts. If I tell those secrets people will die, and if I don't people will still die. Has Wanda ever thought of that? And how do I know Pietro is not just some deed-doer to get rid of me or something. I have my reasons to my friendly with him, we're heading a mission. He is just there for the heck of it. And what about my wrist? He saw it three times! I can't hide anything from him it's impossible.
