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AN: I do realize this has probably been done before, and that I am a huge believer in originality, because I hate to read the same thing over and over, but since I have never read something like this then I will just write it.

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Wanda,

Fucked.

Completely Fucked.

Do you even know how messed up out lives actually are?

After writing that question, I do realize the stupidity of it and that you are completely oblivious to everything and who our father actually is. I admit it. I have been the world's worst brother. This is something I realize and hate, but it is a fact, and I can't change it. No one can change the past, and even if they can. They have no right to do so. No one has the right to go into another's head and mess around. The only thing I can try to do is tell the truth and try to be a good brother now.



You scare me, always have, and no doubt you always will. Even when we were children you had this serious aura about you that scared the shit out of me. No doubt this fear will resurface, and you will try to kill me again. Yes, Wanda again. I know you don't remember the first time, but the fact of the matter is I would rather have you in a murderous rage, than the strange shell of a person you are now.

He lied to you, abandoned you, and changed your memories. I know you must think that I am on some drugs when I tell you this, but I have seen the confusion on your face. So while you may think I am lying or playing some horrible joke on you, I know that another part of you believes me when I tell you this, and that this is the only explanation for your confusion.

I told you that I was a horrible brother, and it was true, but since you've been out you haven't exactly been the greatest sister. Not that I can blame you. After all I betrayed you first. You will never understand how sorry I am about that day in the rain. What could an eight-year-old do against Magneto? I feel so guilty because I know you would have fought for me if our positions had been reversed. I know you have been proud and survived any punishment father would dole out for this type of misbehavior, but, Wanda, you know me I wouldn't survive it. I would come out alive, but less of a person than I already am, which is bad. I already consider myself dead inside anyway.

That day Mystique brought you to this house, my heart rose to my throat, you were back. My sister was back, my other half, my better half, and that was the only thought I had in my head. I was so happy, but then you almost destroyed the house when you were trying to get to me. To kill me. To end my life. I thought I lost you forever that day, but I was wrong. I may have been frightened of you, but I hadn't lost you. You were still yourself, which is something you no longer have. Even after this I tried to talk to you, but you were too angry to care. You called him a monster and said I was exactly like him. That scared me. That is my fear, my phobia, being like him one day.

Then, after he fucked your head up, I stopped trying. The truth is, at first, I was jealous. I hated the fact that you got to be oblivious, and I didn't. I got to stay haunted by that day in the rain. The day Magneto told us we were going to go to the park. I didn't want to remember it, but then I saw what not remembering made you. It made you what you are right now. It made you the shell, and that emotionless thing you are right now frightens me. The shell scares me more than your hate and your need for revenge ever did. You were always so beautiful when you showed any type of emotion, but now it isn't the same. It's like he tells you what to feel and when to feel it. It may sound selfish, but if he had it done to you, do you think he would think twice about having it done to his weaker child? I now realize though that he didn't have to change my memories to bring me down, and turn me into a shell. I did it for him.

You must be wondering why I am bringing all this up no of all times. We found out he died. The bastard was dead at the hands of Apocalypse, and I was getting ready to take you swing dancing on his grave, I had the music picked out and everything, when you started crying. Wanda, you cried for that man. The man you called a monster. The man that you yourself wanted dead, and if not for my interference he would be dead.

That was a mistake on my part. It took me along time to figure out why I did what I did. Was it love for my father? At the time I thought it was, but now I am not so sure. Sure he was our father biologically, but that is beside the point. I did it out of a protection for you. I didn't protect you all those years ago so I tried to do it that day on that building. What do you think you would have been like if you had succeeded? I know that the big mind fuck would never have happened, but you would have been worse. You would have been a murderer. You would have been him. He would have won, and made you exactly like he is. My saving his life though, caused you to be the shell you are now. I honestly don't know which is worse. He's dead anyway, well at least I hope he is.

This whole situation has proven that I am a pawn and a follower, if not to him then to you, but I would gladly follow you. You're my dominant, and you always were. You were the only sense of something normal in our house as children. You told me once I was the better of both of us, because I was fun and made you laugh. I always slowed down when we played tag, so you could get me. That is one thing, even then, when we were children, I was faster than the rest. You were the better of us both. Mom died, and you were the one that was there through nightmares, and the like. This is what I want for you to remember. I don't want you just to remember the night at the asylum, but I want you to remember us, when things were good, when life was good, when we were innocent. When I made you laugh, and you would hug me when I was hurt. I want you to remember the time that you beat up Daniels. Do you remember that? We were friends then, and you were jealous, and there was an accident and he hurt me. You punched him in the gut. To bad things can never be like that again.

Wanda, I hope you remember. I would love to take you dancing.

Pietro.

There is a reason this is called the sibling letters is because this was going to be a one-shot, but I decided that there is enough angst to go around. I don't know when I will get around to it, because my other fic is my first priority, and, of course, my school work before that. If I get inspired I want to write a Wanda letter as well as letters between Kurt and Rogue. About the whole Mystique statue thing.