A/N: We're on the rebound and back to Quix. This is, say, a week later.


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Oh Wanda. I wish for forgiveness but I feel a lack thereof. I wish.... *Pietro snorts* What does it matter what I wish for? You and the rest of the damn world could care less. On that note, the same would go for my life. Who cares?


Why do I go on when no one cares? Hell, I don't even care for myself. I would pass aimlessly through this meager existence was it not for you, Magneto, and the others. Even the X-Men keep me going in a round-a-bout way.


What am I saying? I do pass aimlessly, following that jackass for a father I have. Why? Because I'm too damn scared to go forth on my own. That happened once, when he abandoned me, and look where it got me.


That's probably why he dropped me off. He knew that I was pathetic. That I was getting a little too erratic like you were, Wanda. He scared me shitless so I would come crawling back to him like the little brat I am.


No wonder you tried to kill me on that rooftop. Too bad you didn't succeed. It would have ended this pain of mine. But that's what you want isn't it? Pain? Well, I'm getting enough of it here. He beats me. If I make a mistake I'm beaten until I can't even WALK let alone run.


Do the others get beat? Gambit, Colossus, and Pyro? Of course. But theirs are a slap on the wrist compared to mine. Especially when Sabretooth is told to direct his anger for Logan towards me. Real lovely. Thanks, Vic.


Or should I say, thanks Dad? Jesus Christ I always wanted attention from you but not like this! Ever here of abuse, ya dumbass? Oh yeah, I guess you would know abuse, wouldn't you. I forgot you where at Auschwitz and Dachau. (The two most notorious concentration camps.) Or you did til ol' Mr. Claws and Capn' America saved your worthless hide.


Now here's the real big question, that everybody's wondering and that I posed to myself a while ago: Why don't I leave? Because I'm scared. Same answer. I want to survive. I hate my dad, and everyone who's with him, but I gotta figure that he's gonna survive. Look what he managed to do to you and the others, sister.


Why am I scared of him? Let's go back to the beatings for a second. Those would be nothing compared to what he would do to me. I don't even want to think about what he COULD do....


Yes, for all of my swearing and swagger I do know fear. Every man has fear. The sane ones, anyway. Which would explain him, wouldn't it? He's not afraid. Not even of you, Wanda. He could be facing a Uzi through the head and laugh. Knock him out, throw him off a building, and he'll still be having sweet dreams of destruction. Chills the bones, doesn't it?


*Sighs* There goes the buzzer. Time for yet another training session, yet another beating. I hope you can enjoy this Wanda. I know you would love to see me die...


And so would I....