This chapter was written for the three people (maybe) that reviewed follow sand favorites this story. don't expect more for a while, i'm still working on my other stories. Enjoy this
Wanda sat down on the roof of the facility that she called her home. Clenched in her hand was the number that was given to her by the boy she met several days before. she hadn't called him as of yet, but she wanted to. She wasn't exactly sure what to do though. it wasn't like she knew what people did when they were given numbers. She never needed to worry about it before.
She had gone to see Pietro this morning. She spoke to him about her strange encounter with the boy that had kissed her lips.
She was sitting on her knees, leaning against the gravestone. Unlike the last time, unlike every time actually, she was not crying. She was smiling, drawing her hand over her brothers name.
"Pietro." She whispered. "I miss you every day… I can't imagine life with out you. But I'm moving on. Or at least I'm trying to. Remember when you used to scare a boy if I liked them?" (he would scare anyone who looked at her) I found someone. Well at least someone I like. He's the quiet type." She giggled "he has dark green eyes. They look so mesmerizing."
Wanda couldn't believe it. She was talking to her brothers grave about romance. Had Pietro been alive, he would have found and tortured the man who Wanda was describing. Not literally, but she probably would scare him half to death. Wanda wasn't really sure what Pietro would do in the process.
Nothing good that was for certain. He would scare anyone away from his sister. he was that over protective. What do you expect when the two f them were the only family they had.
Wanda couldn't believe her feelings. she was capable of reading minds and controlling them as well, but this was something new. She loved her brother, and no one else.
"maybe you would have liked this one Pietro. God only knows we could have used a friend."
Pietro wouldn't have wanted that protecting Wanda was his first priority. Killing Stark was the second. Wanda and Pietro didn't really need friends to accomplish that goal. they had only needed any sort of assistance that they could get.
HYDRA had helped with that granted her a Pietro the powers they needed in order to stand against Stark and his band of so called Heroes.
Wanda had remembered the pain that had consumed her. they had subjected her to so many experiments. She had resisted at first, despite volunteering for the procedure. The staff they had used stung heavily, warping her mind, but in the end granted her her the psychic powers she now possessed.
They had remained prisoners of Baron strucker after that however, unable to get the revenge they coveted.
Wanda sighed. So much had changed since then. They were now friends, or at least partners with the Avengers, Wanda had developed a close bond with the Black widow, with whom she shared a traumatic past.
Wanda had seen it. the Black widow was a woman named Natasha Romanoff, born in raised in something called the Red Room, where she was trained to become an assassin, lethal and cruel.
Yet somehow she made a better life for herself, joining a group with the cause of helping others.
So similar to the situation Wanda found herself now
The irony was just there, laughing at her.
But she wasn't a hero, at least, not in the way that the others were. She was still learning, trying to get along with the others. She really hadn't known them for very long; she refused to read their minds to learn more about them.
As a result the only ones she was close to were Natasha, who was her best friend, and Vision wo was the closest thing she had to a brother right now.
Vision was quite the anomaly. He, or it, she wasn't sure what to call him, had saved her life multiple times during the course of the battle in sokovia.
He was kind of like Ultron. Witty blunt and naïve. Except of course the blunt need to wipe out humanity, choosing to save it from the other android.
She had to admit, Vision was probably the best partner she could ask for in battle.
She just wasn't sure she wanted to continue getting close to them. she had lost pietro, and it felt like her heart had been ripped right out of her chest. It was such a terrible feeling, brought on to her by the monster that she had initially joined in order to defeat the avengers in the first place.
She didn't want to go through that ever again.
She had killed ultron of course and she was happy about that much, but she still felt so empty inside. She hadn't been sure what she could do in order to heal the hole inside her heart.
Until the day Natasha had taken her to the diner and she met the boy that had kissed her lips.
She had been surprised of course but she couldn't say she didn't enjoy it. it was a new feeling, wondrous and bliss
But ever since Wanda met the boy, she had wanted to get close to him. the kiss they had shared. something had sparked within her. she felt alive for the first time since Pietros death.
She raised her hand to her lips. The still felt the pressure of the boys lips on hers. It was her first kiss.
Wanda was not one for romance; she supposed the fact that Pietro constantly prevented any boy from getting close to her had something to do with it; wanting revenge did wonders for relationships as well.
She still had the picture that was given to her. the one that showed her staring at the sunset. It was well drawn and perfectly detailed. The boy must have been some sort of artist. Well he was good at it.
She still had his number of course; it was in her room hidden along with the picture. She did not want it to get shown to anyone else. Her allies all thought she was weird, she didn't think they needed to think she was in love.
But what was she supposed to do? She didn't have any sort of experience with boys her age. And asking for help from Natasha may not be the best idea since she also had trouble with men.
She wasn't sure what had happened between Natasha and the green monster that had left afterwards. All she knew was that Natasha was somewhat miserable after that.
That left the men to ask. Yeah Wanda was not going to be that stupid. Stark was crazy, Barton was gone as was Thor, and Captain America wasn't that knowledgeable on the subject. That left absolutely no one to ask for advice.
So basically she was one her own.
Not that it was much of a problem. She and Pietro had spent most of their lives alone after the death of their parents. They had gotten food by stealing and pretty much made there lives doing so. That's how it worked when you lived on the street.
But now she had friends, who weren't that helpful with the current situation, but they were still her friends.
It honestly felt nice to have friends; Pietro would have loved it here. He already had a close bond with the archer, Hawkeye, they had bantered during the battle and Pietro had died saving the lives of him and a child. Natasha had shown her that just after the battle , Barton had a son whom had the middle name Pietro.
Wanda had cried. A man she barely knew had honored her brother and his life by naming a child after him. The child was very cute, with blue eyes and quite the chubby little thing. Wanda wasn't used to babies, but she would like to have a place in Nathanials life.
Natasha told her se would be happy to take her for a visit next time she went to visit the Barton family
It was strange to say the least. She had never known people like that. then again she had spent her life on the street until HYDRA offered them their chance for revenge.
Wanda smiled. Though she had yet to visit, she was looking forward to doing so in the near future. Right now though, her work as an avenger came first, so at the moment there really wasn't any time for her to do anything that wasn't preparing for the next disaster.
They were still trying to come together as a team and it was going very well to say the least they were growing closer, hence her bonds with Natasha and Vision.
The sun was once again starting to set, Wanda couldn't believe that she had spent so much time sitting out here thinking about how her life had changed since the battle of Sokovia.
Had she really been out here for so long? Training had ended hours ago and the siun hadn't been setting, though it was later in the day. Now? it was just starting to dip under the horizon, setting the sky alight with a brilliant shade of orange red.
She smiled watching as the sun continued its slow descent. The sunset was very calming. She remembered watching them with Pietro, while they were growing up. Pietro often got bored doing it, but he loved Wanda and the way she smiled whenever she was watching it.
A tear escaped her eye, she wished Pietro could watch the sunset with her. but he was watching. From somewhere.
Her stomach grumbled, causing her to blush lightly. Dinner was being cooked soon. The team liked to have dinner together; it was something that Captain Rogers liked doing. She said it was a bonding experience.
Well to be fair, they spent long hours laughing over the simplist of things. Just the other day people laughed about some of the exploit of colonel Rhodes and his crazy adventures in his time in the military. It was something about a tank Wanda honestly though that it was the most ridiculous thing. Whatever story Rhodes had was nothing compared to the events in Sokovia. Vision had even showed him up by destrying a large amount of Ultron sentries. As soon as he arrived.
Not that it was Rhodes fault; Vision was very powerful. Which was because of the stone he possessed. Rhodes may have a powerful suit similar to Iron man, but he wasn't the most powerful of the group anyway.
Wanda stood up and made her way down the roof and back into the facility. It wasn't as large as it appeared to be, so getting to the dining room that was set up wasn't very hard.
The group was already waiting for. Tonight they had quite the variety of food. Wanda grabbed a sald and sat down. she really wasn't in the mood for eating much. She always did try and eat healty as it was.
She ate quickly, barely making small talk with the others. She could tell they assumed it was because of her recent injury. She was grateful that they were leaving her alone.
Afterwards she made her way back to her room and grabbed her phone and the phone number the boy had given her. she punched it in ad waited patiently for someone to answer
it was a woman who answered "hello?"
Wanda took a deep breath excuse me, I'm looking for someone. A boy gave me this number."
There was a squeal on the other end "hey it's the girl!"
Wanda blushed. The boy had told others about her?
"he says he would like to see you again!" the woman told Wanda.
Wanda was confused. Couldn't he just have yold her that?
"can I speak to him?' she asked.
There was a moment of silence "you mean he didn't…" the woman said "miss…. He's mute."
Well Thats about it. we'll see how this goes.
