AN: I think I have finally figured out where this is going. I am going to move the genre from general to drama/action/adventure. In my opinion Drama means everything all emotions. (I am starting to sound like a TNT commercial). I am going to try to keep this a pg13 rating, It may be slightly on the naughty side of PG-13. Oh an the saddest news ever. The show has been cancelled. Guess what I found out. I found out that I have been mis saying Pyro's name. It is St. John Allerdyce, well for some reason I have been saying and writing Allderyce. I don't know why though. I think I am going to seriously love writing Pyro and Piotr. I can mold them into whatever I want. HAHAHAHA! Don't worry. Oh and yay I made an A on my first psych test. Also I have an idea for a oneshot depressin' Jonda fic. Oh and I have a question if anyone could push me in the direction of some good jonda fics please do.
****I don't own x-men: evolution disclaimer cakes. I am a broke college student. I don't even have a pet you won't even get that.****
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Chapter 4
"Pey, will you unpack my stuff?" Wanda asked her brother in a whiny tone. It had not taken Pietro long to get their things.
"Why should I?"
"Because I am weak." Rogue sat on the other bed in the room watching the twins. She could not believe that this was the same girl who had been constantly on a killer rampage.
"You're-fine." Pietro scoffed.
"We have a lot to do today, and I don't want to be up here unpacking all day. I'll do all the little stuff just help."
"Fine." Pietro said in huff, and within a few minutes all the big things of Wanda's had been in place, and Pietro started laughing.
"What?" she snapped annoyingly.
"Sis, how do you wear this?" He said holding up a scarlet colored corset that laced up the back. Wanda couldn't help but laugh at her brother.
"You just put it on, lace it up the back, and tie it."
"The lace and tie are in the back."
"Yeah so?"
"How do you do that?" Wanda groaned.
"We're girls it's a gift." Rogue responded. Pietro looked at the girl as if he had forgotten her presence and let the subject drop.
"So are you coming with me to go talk to Lance?"
"No," Wanda replied at a speed that impressed her brother.
"Why not?"
"He hates me."
"We both went off with Magneto." She looked at her brother and sat down on her bed.
"I need to tell ya something."
Flashback
She found herself walking around just randomly. She couldn't believe what se had heard the night before. Mastermind and her father's argument was still fresh in her mind. Yesterday, Pietro and herself let Mastermind put mental blocks up so they would be undetected by mutant detecting computers of any kind. There was one problem. Once they were up supposedly Mastermind couldn't enter Wanda's mind again to fix her memories if her real memories started to break through. She heard him tell her father that, and she heard her father's reply that it was a chance he would have to take. She pulled her coat around her tighter as it began to rain. There is no way her father changed her memories. She knew her father would never do anything like that, would he? She silently cursed herself for even thinking that her father could be that ruthless. This man took such great care of her, loved her, played with her. The more she thought about it the more she convinced herself she had overheard the conversation wrongly. She stopped and looked at the building in front of her. She had no clue where she was yet the building seemed vaguely familiar. "No don't leave me, father." She kept hearing over and over in her head as her memories of carnivals and recitals changed to white walls and needles.
Lance screamed for someone to open up the door, and when no one did, a very sleepy and very pissed off lance finally got up. He opened the door and saw Wanda there. He smiled and crossed the porch to her. He leaned in to kiss her, and she hexed him back into house. She followed and slammed the door upon her entry.
"Wanda?" He said frightened, seeing that old rage and hatred in her eyes.
"How dare you? You knew... you knew what he did to me and you did nothing."
"What was I supposed to do?"
"Tell me you bastard. Blob was probably oblivious to the whole thing, and Toad probably came up with some messed up theory about how he loves me so he shouldn't tell me, but you had no excuse! I trusted you. After everything how dare you?" She said feeling sobs coming on. She choked them back down.
"I'm.."
"Forget it." She barked. "I hope you rot in hell. I hate you, and I hope I never see you again." She said again holding him into a hex.
"Wanda.."
"I gave you everything Lance, my heart, my body, and my soul. You were my first everything, I loved you and you betrayed me." She sad sadly, finally letting the tears drop. She knocked him out and left.
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Pietro and Rogue's eyes got huge at her news, but only Pietro talked.
"You and Alvers?"
"Sure why not? I WAS an emotionally healthy teenager with raging hormones." Pietro glared still trying to soak up this information.
"So-after-telling-me-you-and-lance-were-in-relationship. You-expect-me-to-go-and-be-all-nice-to-him?"
"Yeah." Wanda answered, thinking it was the stupidest question she had ever heard. "You are going over there, and when I'm done unpackin' I'm going upstate to get some FIRE power."
"You had to make my day worse, didn'tcha?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I-hate-him."
"Oh well, go get the other boys, or do you want to use my recruitment techniques on Alvers?" Rogue snickered at this comment.
"Fine!" Pietro screamed leaving the room.
"Thank god I didn't tell him about my relationship with him." Wanda mumbled to herself, opening up a box and removing a stack of computer paper with double spaced typing and chicken scratch handwriting on it.
"What's thaht?" Rogue asked pointing to the stack of paper.
"It is a manuscript for a book a friend wrote." Rogue looked thoughtful for a second before the pieces came together. She had a few memory flashes from Wanda.
"Oh my gawd, You're gonna git John." Rogue suddenly wanted the details, but she would not pry. It make her seem like Kitty or Jean. She watched as Wanda dumped the contents of a small bag of various medicines onto her bed. Tylenol, Midol, Allergy medicine, Rogue felt a tiny sprig of jealousy as Wanda walked over and grabbed her bottled water, popping a birth control pill in her mouth. "So what's with John?" Rogue finally asked, not believing how out of character she sounded.
"We're friends." Rogue raised an eye to the other girl. "We evoked privileges more times than I can count." Wanda finished.
"That didna destroy ya friendship?"
"Actually it did. It was like John and I were friends, but Pyro and the Scarlet Witch were sleeping around together. Right before he went to jail it ended up being far more Pyro and the Scarlet Witch rather than John and me. Does that make any sense?" Rogue nodded. "His jail sentence made us rethink our priorities in our relationship." She couldn't believe she was being this open with the goth. She glanced at Rogue. She was still dressed same as usual, where as Wanda had grown up some, taking her goth, punk style and professionalizing it. "I don't wanna go down that same path again. The funniest thing that ever happened to us though was when Magneto found out. I thought he was gonna blow a gasket and shit rusty nails. I never thanked the Cajun for telling so I could see that sight." She chuckled at the memory.
"The Cajun?" Rogue asked.
"Yeah he tattled on us. It was probably inadvertent, but it was a funny sight. John thought Magneto was going to kill him. You know that scene in that movie Armageddon, in the beginning Bruce Willis starts chasing Ben Affleck around with the shot gun? Well it wasn't like that. He glared at John and was too shocked to do anything. John ended up running away. He never came back until after Albany. So how are you and the Cajun?" Wanda asked her.
"How'd ya know?"
"You don't gotta be a mind reader. You're all he thought about, even then" Wanda said, a pang of jealousy at that kind of loving devotion from someone. Why couldn't that happen for her? She was to self-destructive.
"Ah dumped him. Ah'ma idiot." Rogue said, realizing that sharing a room with Wanda wouldn't be so bad. She watched as Wanda stepped behind a curtain. She quickly reemerged with a new outfit. A black skirt with a scarlet top. She sat on the edge of her bed as she began to rummage through her purse.
"Why'd ya break up with him?"
"It wasn't fair ta him. Ah couldn't touch him. Ah would never make him happy. It was a gyp." Wanda raised an eyebrow to that last remark, but let it go.
"Damnit!" Wanda yelled.
"Sorry!" Rogue said defensively, believing Wanda got mad at her "Gyp" comment.
"Not you." She said, dumping the contents of her purse out. She grabbed the silver zippo lighter, and the spare key to her brother's car. "I'll see ya later." She said walking towards the door. She turned around and looked at Rogue "It would have been enough for him." She said finally leaving.
Rogue brought her knees up to her chest. She was upset and missed Remy. She had no idea where he went off to, and the only thing she could do was pray that he will be alright. She did miss him and Wanda's comments stayed in her head. 'It would have been enough for him' and 'You're all he thought about, even then.' Her thoughts were interrupted.
"I, like, can't believe the professor has, like, already moved someone in here." She heard from the door. She looked up just in time to see Kitty pounce on her and give her a hug. "I am, like, so in love." This peeked Rogue's interest. She couldn't help it. It wasn't as if she could go out and have all this fun. She constantly lived through other people. It made her fell pathetic.
"Wehl it's taken long enough? Petey-boy has been in love with you for ages."
I know it's just that last night, I, like, fell more in love with him." Rogue sighed at her friend. "Oh, Rogue I am, like, totally sure he'll come back.
"What do Ah care 'bout da swamp rat?" She spat out. She desperately wanted to change the subject. "Wanda moved in here."
"WHAT!?!?"
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Pietro took a deep breath and knocked on the door in front of him. He turned around while he waited for an answer. He looked at the road. He saw a familiar black convertible with heavy rock music blasting from it. He looked closer not only was it a familiar car, it was his car. "Wanda." He said between clenched teeth. He heard the door open and a shocked Lance appeared. He stared for a few seconds that seemed an eternity to Pietro. "Can I come in?" He finally snapped. Lance stepped aside to let him in. Pietro walked in to see all the same old furniture, and his mind started reeling. 'Where to sit?' he thought to himself. 'What if they did it there? EW don't want to think about my sister doing it.' Lance noticed the weird look on his face.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah are you looking to get into some action?" Lance looked at him skeptically. "It isn't of the world domination sort of thing." Lance looked at him again.
"Explain." Pietro sat down and told the whole entire story to Lance, from the beginning. Lance looked to be in thought.
"Are ya interested?" The truth was all the brotherhood boys were itching for some action. They were all bored of working at their respective jobs, especially Blob who realized that he couldn't eat the food at the restaurant he worked at.
"What's the catch?" Pietro saw this as the perfect opportunity.
"Only a personal one. You stay the hell away from my sister." Lance's heart sank. He couldn't believe she was still upset at him.
Flashback
Wanda sat on the couch beside him. "You're too good for her." She stated flatly.
"That doesn't bother me anymore." She smiled at him. She was so pretty when she smiled.
"Then what's wrong?" She asked seriously.
"Just thinking about things."
"Like what?" He looked at her the timing was perfect.
"Like this," He said as he kissed her. He was surprised when she kissed back. He had expected her to hex him across the room. She whimpered when he pulled back, and she instantly pulled him back to her, kissing him again letting her tongue probe his mouth. Lance had thought he had full control over this situation, but she did. She moved onto his lap and began to passionately kiss him again. She assaulted his senses. He could still smell her scent. He ran his hands up the small of her back. Her skin was so smooth.
Pietro looked over at his friend on the couch, who had a stupid smile on his face.
"Hey!" He yelled, taking Lance away from his thoughts. "Stop thinking about her, ya perv."
"You know I have to talk to the guys before I make a decision."
"You guys run on committee now?" Lance looked at him not knowing what to make of his statement. "When do they get back?"
"Soon actually. I can't believe you're sore because of me and your sister. That was so long ago." Pietro looked at him angrily.
"I just found out this afternoon. Wanda wanted me to come here while she went to get, Allerdyce." Lance perked his eyes at John's name. He remembered seeing her in the park once with John. She seemed so happy.
"Ummm Pietro, don't tell Todd about me and Wanda. He don't know, and he's still got her picture on his night stand." Pietro nodded.
"Still? What is it with this house and my sister?"
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The sun wrecked havoc on John's eyes as he walked out of the place he's called home or the past year and a half. He was surprised that his invitation was up 3 years before it was supposed to be. He saw the Black convertible, and Wanda standing out side leaning against the car. Without saying a single word he walked up to her and they threw their arms around each other. He kissed her temple.
"How da bloody hell ya pull this off?"
"Get in the car." She said. As they pulled out of the parking lot. John kept looking at her. "What?" She said taking her eyes of the road momentarily to look at him.
"How did ya like it?"
"I couldn't put it down." She said sincerely. "You really should think about getting published." He decided to change the subject.
"How did ya get me out? Where are we 'eading?"
"John, I gotcha out because I know you wanted out. I know you didn't set fire to that house. You were tryin' to stop the flames, and I know you said that you wanted nothing to do with he super hero game anymore, but..."
"What do ya need, luv?" She smiled at him. As she pulled up into an abandoned warehouse. He followed her inside the building.
"It's 'ot in 'ere." He said quickly. Taking off his jacket, as he watched her open random windows and look into random closets. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Lookin' for explosives. You haven't used your powers in a while. I figured ya'd need practice." She stopped and reached into the pocket of her skirt. "Heads up," she said tossing him the lighter. He got a devilish look on his face. She smirked at him. "Light her up." She went and sat down next to the window, letting the air hit her face. She watched him light his lighter, and she watched as a flower of flame grew in front of her. She scoffed, "cut it Allerdyce." She said crossing her legs, inadvertently showing some thigh. He glanced over at her just in time to see her show.
After about a half hour he felt her presence right behind him. "You can stop if ya want. I just figured ya want some practice so you don't look like a fool." She stood in front of him and reached up and brushed his hair with her hand. "Did I ever tell ya that I prefer the blonde?" He shook his head. "Well I do." She could feel that same pull she always felt when she was around him. She looked up in his eyes. "Is there anything else you want to do?" She said in almost a whisper. "You've been cooped up for so long."
"Are ye comin' on to me, luv?" She shook her head.
"Just being nice."
"You're forgetin' I know you, Scarlet, and your games." He said in a hushed voice. She couldn't resist him she never could. He had started calling her that a long time ago, and it had been a long time since she had heard it. She went up on her tiptoes and put her mouth by his ear.
"In that case, yea, I'm comin' on to ya." He put his hands on her hips, and pulled her quickly against his body. They were smashed together as he kissed her hungrily. The only reason they pulled apart was their need of breath.
"Ya gonna be forgivin' if this is a lil fast, luv?"
"You always knew what you were doing." She said kissing him again, and she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. She could simultaneously feel his hand traveling up her thigh and under her skirt while her back hit the wall. She broke the kissing to get their shirts over their heads, which proved to be quite difficult as se pressed against the wall. She finally tugged her shirt off in a fit of laughter as he attacked her neck. He totally overpowered her. She could feel how much he wanted and needed her, and she knew he could feel how much she wanted and needed him. That is what kept them coming back to each other.
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The guard wheeled the Professor down a plastic hallway. "Hey magnet man ya go a visitor." That guard yelled out.
"Hello, Charles, what brings you here?" Erik said putting his book down.
"Your children." The professor could see a slight change in the his old friend's appearance.
"You've seen them?"
"Wanda and Pietro stopped by." He said keeping the details a secret. If the twins hadn't heard from their father then it was likely that Erik knew nothing of his children's dealings. Erik scoffed.
"They just stopped by? Don't lie to me, Charles. While I don't know everything my children, I know they are far to strong-willed to just stop by. Wanda, at least."
"They are strong willed. They BOTH are more like you then you know, except you can see their mother's kindness shine through." Erik looked down like he was in thought. The professor knew his friend loved his children in his own way. Wanda had been a mistake. He agreed that Erik had no other choice but to send the child away. She was a danger to herself and to others. The professor tried to help her but that girl was ruled by her emotions, and her father abandoning her didn't help. "Why do they think you are dead?"
"They just assumed. No one told them I was dead. They never found my body, but supposedly I blew up with the bomb. I had someone look into them for me. To see what they were up to. They told me the kids sat Shiva* for me and had moved on. They said Wanda went to college. My war was with humanity not them yet, that is what happened. After everything my children deserve to be happy, and for that I will stay dead."
"You can always try to fix it." Erik look at his old friend skeptically.
"I have been here for the past six years with nothing but my conscience. I do not regret my crimes except those to my children. I hope old friend that you can keep this between us."
"What if they find out?"
"I will deal with that then." Erik said returning to his book. The professor took this as his cue to leave.
"I will keep this between us. I don't want to ruin how well adjusted they have become. I can't promise that they won't find out." He said waiting for the guard to come get him.
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Pietro looked out the window. "I-swear-if-she-did-something-to-my-car." He growled to himself. Wanda had been gone all day. He knew that heading upstate was about an hour and a half worth of driving, but she should have been back by now. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed her number.
Wanda looked down to her ringing phone. She read the caller id as she picked it up.
"You're not gonna' talk n drive, are a, luv?" She rolled her eyes at John. "Just seems dangerous."
"Thought you liked danger?" She said answering her phone.
"What, Pey?" She said annoyed
"Where are you?"
"Aw, you miss me. I'm pulling onto the road of the university right now."
"I-didn't-miss-you. I-missed-my-car." She scoffed. "You've-been-gone-all-day. I-did-all-the-work."
"Quit whining. Did you get Lance and the boys?" John took his eyes off the scenery and looked at her for a minute. He remember how she told him about Lance. He had asked her why she didn't like to get close to anyone, and she told him about how betrayed she felt about the Lance situation. The car stopped. "Pey, I'm back." She said hanging up the phone. "I swear I don't know what I'm gonna do with him." She looked down slightly nervous. Pyro moved to get out of the car. She grabbed his arm. "I want to talk to you about something." He looked at her.
"Shoot."
"About today," she said suddenly getting nervous. "I don't wanna fall back into that cycle with you. I know I instigated it, but..." He knew exactly what she was trying to say. He bent over and kissed her cheek.
"I know what a mean, Luv. No problem."
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AN: I was gonna write some more, but this just seemed like a perfect place to stop off. It is ten pages. I know it was probably boring but oh well. Good stuff is happening soon. I promise.
*Shiva: Seven days of mourning after the burial of a close relative. (I know that they never buried him because he is alive, but I think the same applies.)
Mysterious moonlight- Don't fear Pietro and Wanda are sticking around. What I meant is that this seems to be a Wanda and Pietro fic at the moment. It will end up being more ensemble, than it is at the moment.
DemonRouge13- Actually I am not sure how I want Mags not being dead to play out. I know what I want to happen after the twins find out. I just have a bunch of ideas as to how they will find out. I have to decide weather someone tells them to he just pops up somewhere.
****I don't own x-men: evolution disclaimer cakes. I am a broke college student. I don't even have a pet you won't even get that.****
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Chapter 4
"Pey, will you unpack my stuff?" Wanda asked her brother in a whiny tone. It had not taken Pietro long to get their things.
"Why should I?"
"Because I am weak." Rogue sat on the other bed in the room watching the twins. She could not believe that this was the same girl who had been constantly on a killer rampage.
"You're-fine." Pietro scoffed.
"We have a lot to do today, and I don't want to be up here unpacking all day. I'll do all the little stuff just help."
"Fine." Pietro said in huff, and within a few minutes all the big things of Wanda's had been in place, and Pietro started laughing.
"What?" she snapped annoyingly.
"Sis, how do you wear this?" He said holding up a scarlet colored corset that laced up the back. Wanda couldn't help but laugh at her brother.
"You just put it on, lace it up the back, and tie it."
"The lace and tie are in the back."
"Yeah so?"
"How do you do that?" Wanda groaned.
"We're girls it's a gift." Rogue responded. Pietro looked at the girl as if he had forgotten her presence and let the subject drop.
"So are you coming with me to go talk to Lance?"
"No," Wanda replied at a speed that impressed her brother.
"Why not?"
"He hates me."
"We both went off with Magneto." She looked at her brother and sat down on her bed.
"I need to tell ya something."
Flashback
She found herself walking around just randomly. She couldn't believe what se had heard the night before. Mastermind and her father's argument was still fresh in her mind. Yesterday, Pietro and herself let Mastermind put mental blocks up so they would be undetected by mutant detecting computers of any kind. There was one problem. Once they were up supposedly Mastermind couldn't enter Wanda's mind again to fix her memories if her real memories started to break through. She heard him tell her father that, and she heard her father's reply that it was a chance he would have to take. She pulled her coat around her tighter as it began to rain. There is no way her father changed her memories. She knew her father would never do anything like that, would he? She silently cursed herself for even thinking that her father could be that ruthless. This man took such great care of her, loved her, played with her. The more she thought about it the more she convinced herself she had overheard the conversation wrongly. She stopped and looked at the building in front of her. She had no clue where she was yet the building seemed vaguely familiar. "No don't leave me, father." She kept hearing over and over in her head as her memories of carnivals and recitals changed to white walls and needles.
Lance screamed for someone to open up the door, and when no one did, a very sleepy and very pissed off lance finally got up. He opened the door and saw Wanda there. He smiled and crossed the porch to her. He leaned in to kiss her, and she hexed him back into house. She followed and slammed the door upon her entry.
"Wanda?" He said frightened, seeing that old rage and hatred in her eyes.
"How dare you? You knew... you knew what he did to me and you did nothing."
"What was I supposed to do?"
"Tell me you bastard. Blob was probably oblivious to the whole thing, and Toad probably came up with some messed up theory about how he loves me so he shouldn't tell me, but you had no excuse! I trusted you. After everything how dare you?" She said feeling sobs coming on. She choked them back down.
"I'm.."
"Forget it." She barked. "I hope you rot in hell. I hate you, and I hope I never see you again." She said again holding him into a hex.
"Wanda.."
"I gave you everything Lance, my heart, my body, and my soul. You were my first everything, I loved you and you betrayed me." She sad sadly, finally letting the tears drop. She knocked him out and left.
End flashback
Pietro and Rogue's eyes got huge at her news, but only Pietro talked.
"You and Alvers?"
"Sure why not? I WAS an emotionally healthy teenager with raging hormones." Pietro glared still trying to soak up this information.
"So-after-telling-me-you-and-lance-were-in-relationship. You-expect-me-to-go-and-be-all-nice-to-him?"
"Yeah." Wanda answered, thinking it was the stupidest question she had ever heard. "You are going over there, and when I'm done unpackin' I'm going upstate to get some FIRE power."
"You had to make my day worse, didn'tcha?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I-hate-him."
"Oh well, go get the other boys, or do you want to use my recruitment techniques on Alvers?" Rogue snickered at this comment.
"Fine!" Pietro screamed leaving the room.
"Thank god I didn't tell him about my relationship with him." Wanda mumbled to herself, opening up a box and removing a stack of computer paper with double spaced typing and chicken scratch handwriting on it.
"What's thaht?" Rogue asked pointing to the stack of paper.
"It is a manuscript for a book a friend wrote." Rogue looked thoughtful for a second before the pieces came together. She had a few memory flashes from Wanda.
"Oh my gawd, You're gonna git John." Rogue suddenly wanted the details, but she would not pry. It make her seem like Kitty or Jean. She watched as Wanda dumped the contents of a small bag of various medicines onto her bed. Tylenol, Midol, Allergy medicine, Rogue felt a tiny sprig of jealousy as Wanda walked over and grabbed her bottled water, popping a birth control pill in her mouth. "So what's with John?" Rogue finally asked, not believing how out of character she sounded.
"We're friends." Rogue raised an eye to the other girl. "We evoked privileges more times than I can count." Wanda finished.
"That didna destroy ya friendship?"
"Actually it did. It was like John and I were friends, but Pyro and the Scarlet Witch were sleeping around together. Right before he went to jail it ended up being far more Pyro and the Scarlet Witch rather than John and me. Does that make any sense?" Rogue nodded. "His jail sentence made us rethink our priorities in our relationship." She couldn't believe she was being this open with the goth. She glanced at Rogue. She was still dressed same as usual, where as Wanda had grown up some, taking her goth, punk style and professionalizing it. "I don't wanna go down that same path again. The funniest thing that ever happened to us though was when Magneto found out. I thought he was gonna blow a gasket and shit rusty nails. I never thanked the Cajun for telling so I could see that sight." She chuckled at the memory.
"The Cajun?" Rogue asked.
"Yeah he tattled on us. It was probably inadvertent, but it was a funny sight. John thought Magneto was going to kill him. You know that scene in that movie Armageddon, in the beginning Bruce Willis starts chasing Ben Affleck around with the shot gun? Well it wasn't like that. He glared at John and was too shocked to do anything. John ended up running away. He never came back until after Albany. So how are you and the Cajun?" Wanda asked her.
"How'd ya know?"
"You don't gotta be a mind reader. You're all he thought about, even then" Wanda said, a pang of jealousy at that kind of loving devotion from someone. Why couldn't that happen for her? She was to self-destructive.
"Ah dumped him. Ah'ma idiot." Rogue said, realizing that sharing a room with Wanda wouldn't be so bad. She watched as Wanda stepped behind a curtain. She quickly reemerged with a new outfit. A black skirt with a scarlet top. She sat on the edge of her bed as she began to rummage through her purse.
"Why'd ya break up with him?"
"It wasn't fair ta him. Ah couldn't touch him. Ah would never make him happy. It was a gyp." Wanda raised an eyebrow to that last remark, but let it go.
"Damnit!" Wanda yelled.
"Sorry!" Rogue said defensively, believing Wanda got mad at her "Gyp" comment.
"Not you." She said, dumping the contents of her purse out. She grabbed the silver zippo lighter, and the spare key to her brother's car. "I'll see ya later." She said walking towards the door. She turned around and looked at Rogue "It would have been enough for him." She said finally leaving.
Rogue brought her knees up to her chest. She was upset and missed Remy. She had no idea where he went off to, and the only thing she could do was pray that he will be alright. She did miss him and Wanda's comments stayed in her head. 'It would have been enough for him' and 'You're all he thought about, even then.' Her thoughts were interrupted.
"I, like, can't believe the professor has, like, already moved someone in here." She heard from the door. She looked up just in time to see Kitty pounce on her and give her a hug. "I am, like, so in love." This peeked Rogue's interest. She couldn't help it. It wasn't as if she could go out and have all this fun. She constantly lived through other people. It made her fell pathetic.
"Wehl it's taken long enough? Petey-boy has been in love with you for ages."
I know it's just that last night, I, like, fell more in love with him." Rogue sighed at her friend. "Oh, Rogue I am, like, totally sure he'll come back.
"What do Ah care 'bout da swamp rat?" She spat out. She desperately wanted to change the subject. "Wanda moved in here."
"WHAT!?!?"
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Pietro took a deep breath and knocked on the door in front of him. He turned around while he waited for an answer. He looked at the road. He saw a familiar black convertible with heavy rock music blasting from it. He looked closer not only was it a familiar car, it was his car. "Wanda." He said between clenched teeth. He heard the door open and a shocked Lance appeared. He stared for a few seconds that seemed an eternity to Pietro. "Can I come in?" He finally snapped. Lance stepped aside to let him in. Pietro walked in to see all the same old furniture, and his mind started reeling. 'Where to sit?' he thought to himself. 'What if they did it there? EW don't want to think about my sister doing it.' Lance noticed the weird look on his face.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah are you looking to get into some action?" Lance looked at him skeptically. "It isn't of the world domination sort of thing." Lance looked at him again.
"Explain." Pietro sat down and told the whole entire story to Lance, from the beginning. Lance looked to be in thought.
"Are ya interested?" The truth was all the brotherhood boys were itching for some action. They were all bored of working at their respective jobs, especially Blob who realized that he couldn't eat the food at the restaurant he worked at.
"What's the catch?" Pietro saw this as the perfect opportunity.
"Only a personal one. You stay the hell away from my sister." Lance's heart sank. He couldn't believe she was still upset at him.
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Wanda sat on the couch beside him. "You're too good for her." She stated flatly.
"That doesn't bother me anymore." She smiled at him. She was so pretty when she smiled.
"Then what's wrong?" She asked seriously.
"Just thinking about things."
"Like what?" He looked at her the timing was perfect.
"Like this," He said as he kissed her. He was surprised when she kissed back. He had expected her to hex him across the room. She whimpered when he pulled back, and she instantly pulled him back to her, kissing him again letting her tongue probe his mouth. Lance had thought he had full control over this situation, but she did. She moved onto his lap and began to passionately kiss him again. She assaulted his senses. He could still smell her scent. He ran his hands up the small of her back. Her skin was so smooth.
Pietro looked over at his friend on the couch, who had a stupid smile on his face.
"Hey!" He yelled, taking Lance away from his thoughts. "Stop thinking about her, ya perv."
"You know I have to talk to the guys before I make a decision."
"You guys run on committee now?" Lance looked at him not knowing what to make of his statement. "When do they get back?"
"Soon actually. I can't believe you're sore because of me and your sister. That was so long ago." Pietro looked at him angrily.
"I just found out this afternoon. Wanda wanted me to come here while she went to get, Allerdyce." Lance perked his eyes at John's name. He remembered seeing her in the park once with John. She seemed so happy.
"Ummm Pietro, don't tell Todd about me and Wanda. He don't know, and he's still got her picture on his night stand." Pietro nodded.
"Still? What is it with this house and my sister?"
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The sun wrecked havoc on John's eyes as he walked out of the place he's called home or the past year and a half. He was surprised that his invitation was up 3 years before it was supposed to be. He saw the Black convertible, and Wanda standing out side leaning against the car. Without saying a single word he walked up to her and they threw their arms around each other. He kissed her temple.
"How da bloody hell ya pull this off?"
"Get in the car." She said. As they pulled out of the parking lot. John kept looking at her. "What?" She said taking her eyes of the road momentarily to look at him.
"How did ya like it?"
"I couldn't put it down." She said sincerely. "You really should think about getting published." He decided to change the subject.
"How did ya get me out? Where are we 'eading?"
"John, I gotcha out because I know you wanted out. I know you didn't set fire to that house. You were tryin' to stop the flames, and I know you said that you wanted nothing to do with he super hero game anymore, but..."
"What do ya need, luv?" She smiled at him. As she pulled up into an abandoned warehouse. He followed her inside the building.
"It's 'ot in 'ere." He said quickly. Taking off his jacket, as he watched her open random windows and look into random closets. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Lookin' for explosives. You haven't used your powers in a while. I figured ya'd need practice." She stopped and reached into the pocket of her skirt. "Heads up," she said tossing him the lighter. He got a devilish look on his face. She smirked at him. "Light her up." She went and sat down next to the window, letting the air hit her face. She watched him light his lighter, and she watched as a flower of flame grew in front of her. She scoffed, "cut it Allerdyce." She said crossing her legs, inadvertently showing some thigh. He glanced over at her just in time to see her show.
After about a half hour he felt her presence right behind him. "You can stop if ya want. I just figured ya want some practice so you don't look like a fool." She stood in front of him and reached up and brushed his hair with her hand. "Did I ever tell ya that I prefer the blonde?" He shook his head. "Well I do." She could feel that same pull she always felt when she was around him. She looked up in his eyes. "Is there anything else you want to do?" She said in almost a whisper. "You've been cooped up for so long."
"Are ye comin' on to me, luv?" She shook her head.
"Just being nice."
"You're forgetin' I know you, Scarlet, and your games." He said in a hushed voice. She couldn't resist him she never could. He had started calling her that a long time ago, and it had been a long time since she had heard it. She went up on her tiptoes and put her mouth by his ear.
"In that case, yea, I'm comin' on to ya." He put his hands on her hips, and pulled her quickly against his body. They were smashed together as he kissed her hungrily. The only reason they pulled apart was their need of breath.
"Ya gonna be forgivin' if this is a lil fast, luv?"
"You always knew what you were doing." She said kissing him again, and she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. She could simultaneously feel his hand traveling up her thigh and under her skirt while her back hit the wall. She broke the kissing to get their shirts over their heads, which proved to be quite difficult as se pressed against the wall. She finally tugged her shirt off in a fit of laughter as he attacked her neck. He totally overpowered her. She could feel how much he wanted and needed her, and she knew he could feel how much she wanted and needed him. That is what kept them coming back to each other.
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The guard wheeled the Professor down a plastic hallway. "Hey magnet man ya go a visitor." That guard yelled out.
"Hello, Charles, what brings you here?" Erik said putting his book down.
"Your children." The professor could see a slight change in the his old friend's appearance.
"You've seen them?"
"Wanda and Pietro stopped by." He said keeping the details a secret. If the twins hadn't heard from their father then it was likely that Erik knew nothing of his children's dealings. Erik scoffed.
"They just stopped by? Don't lie to me, Charles. While I don't know everything my children, I know they are far to strong-willed to just stop by. Wanda, at least."
"They are strong willed. They BOTH are more like you then you know, except you can see their mother's kindness shine through." Erik looked down like he was in thought. The professor knew his friend loved his children in his own way. Wanda had been a mistake. He agreed that Erik had no other choice but to send the child away. She was a danger to herself and to others. The professor tried to help her but that girl was ruled by her emotions, and her father abandoning her didn't help. "Why do they think you are dead?"
"They just assumed. No one told them I was dead. They never found my body, but supposedly I blew up with the bomb. I had someone look into them for me. To see what they were up to. They told me the kids sat Shiva* for me and had moved on. They said Wanda went to college. My war was with humanity not them yet, that is what happened. After everything my children deserve to be happy, and for that I will stay dead."
"You can always try to fix it." Erik look at his old friend skeptically.
"I have been here for the past six years with nothing but my conscience. I do not regret my crimes except those to my children. I hope old friend that you can keep this between us."
"What if they find out?"
"I will deal with that then." Erik said returning to his book. The professor took this as his cue to leave.
"I will keep this between us. I don't want to ruin how well adjusted they have become. I can't promise that they won't find out." He said waiting for the guard to come get him.
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Pietro looked out the window. "I-swear-if-she-did-something-to-my-car." He growled to himself. Wanda had been gone all day. He knew that heading upstate was about an hour and a half worth of driving, but she should have been back by now. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed her number.
Wanda looked down to her ringing phone. She read the caller id as she picked it up.
"You're not gonna' talk n drive, are a, luv?" She rolled her eyes at John. "Just seems dangerous."
"Thought you liked danger?" She said answering her phone.
"What, Pey?" She said annoyed
"Where are you?"
"Aw, you miss me. I'm pulling onto the road of the university right now."
"I-didn't-miss-you. I-missed-my-car." She scoffed. "You've-been-gone-all-day. I-did-all-the-work."
"Quit whining. Did you get Lance and the boys?" John took his eyes off the scenery and looked at her for a minute. He remember how she told him about Lance. He had asked her why she didn't like to get close to anyone, and she told him about how betrayed she felt about the Lance situation. The car stopped. "Pey, I'm back." She said hanging up the phone. "I swear I don't know what I'm gonna do with him." She looked down slightly nervous. Pyro moved to get out of the car. She grabbed his arm. "I want to talk to you about something." He looked at her.
"Shoot."
"About today," she said suddenly getting nervous. "I don't wanna fall back into that cycle with you. I know I instigated it, but..." He knew exactly what she was trying to say. He bent over and kissed her cheek.
"I know what a mean, Luv. No problem."
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AN: I was gonna write some more, but this just seemed like a perfect place to stop off. It is ten pages. I know it was probably boring but oh well. Good stuff is happening soon. I promise.
*Shiva: Seven days of mourning after the burial of a close relative. (I know that they never buried him because he is alive, but I think the same applies.)
Mysterious moonlight- Don't fear Pietro and Wanda are sticking around. What I meant is that this seems to be a Wanda and Pietro fic at the moment. It will end up being more ensemble, than it is at the moment.
DemonRouge13- Actually I am not sure how I want Mags not being dead to play out. I know what I want to happen after the twins find out. I just have a bunch of ideas as to how they will find out. I have to decide weather someone tells them to he just pops up somewhere.