Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, don't own any of the X-Men. Evolution or
otherwise. Damn it.
A/N: Well, here it is. Chapter five. Hopefully, you all like it since it's a quick shift from joking to.well, sad. Anywho, onto other things like review responses and the fact that Wanda is winning by a landslide, folks! So, if you'd rather Kurt/Tabitha, then let me know. So far, I've gotten more requests for Kurt/Wanda.
Kosumi: Here it is. I've gone onward! In the works is chapter six!
puppiescute: I find Todd very amusing actually. He always makes me laugh. And the rivalry with Kurt.I love it!
Lunacat: Yupers, Pietro is a closet bookworm. Shhh.don't tell anyone. It might ruin his reputation. LOL, I just thought that I'd give him something other than the newspaper to read. ^_^ And I'm working on a way to hopefully, believably work my way up to Kurt/Wanda.unless I get more people telling me otherwise.
Crysala: Hey, I don't mind how long it takes for you to review, at least you did it right? Anyway, I hope you update soon too! (That was a direct, shameless, and unsubtle hint-or you could say order. LOL.)
Sailor X1: You must be a mind reader! When you reminded me not to forget that Pietro is trying to get over the whole Magneto thing I was already writing this chapter! Also, I wanted to tell you something that I don't admit to many people. I think Evan has his moments. (Blondie, hope I didn't give you a heart attack.) But I thought you should know that it's rare that a person can get me to like Evan in a story, yet you accomplished it. I like Evan in that, so you've done the almost impossible. ^_^
WhiteCoyote: I'm glad that you're liking the story and I hope you continue to! So here's the next chapter.
York: I think that seeing those two on a double date would be interesting. I'm going to try to break up the serious stuff with some humor. Here's hoping that it all goes well!
Chibi-Makoto: Yeah, poor Pietro.gotta watch out for that Bobby and his ice! You just never know what could happen.heehee.^_^
And now.onto the chapter! Don't forget to hit the nifty little purple button that'll take you to review before you go! *puppy dog eyes* Please?
"Father!"
Pietro turned from Magneto, eyes widening.
"Wanda." he whispered. He looked as if he were going to take a step towards her, then faltered.
"Father." Wanda hissed.
Though the tone was one full of rage, with that one word, Pietro felt as if he was going back in time.
*He was so cold. The rain was freezing and all he had on over his normal clothes was a jacket.
"Father!" Wanda wailed, stretching her arms out. "Father!"
Despite this, Pietro kept his face emotionless. He stared determinedly at one spot.
Wanda strained against the man holding her, screaming for her father. Pietro looked down, avoiding her gaze.
"Father!" Wanda's cries were getting weaker. "Don't leave me."*
Pietro glanced between his father and his sister, frozen. He'd have to choose between the two. Indecision gripped him, tying his stomach in knots.
And then Pietro's decision was made for him.
Wanda held out her hands, blue light gathering around them as she prepared to hex her father. Suddenly, the blue light was heading straight for Magneto.
Without hesitation, he reached over and pulled Pietro I front of him.
Pietro stiffened , small cry of pain escaping his lips-
-and woke up gasping in his bed. Pietro sat up and took a few calming breaths, even as his thoughts raced.
Though it was a warm night, Pietro gathered all the blankets and wrapped them tightly around himself as he lay back down.
He was suddenly very cold.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wanda bolted upright in her own bed, eyes darting side to side. She didn't relax too much when her surroundings registered in her mind. No one was there and yet.Wanda shook her head and laid back down.
She frowned.
Though she had never believed in any of that twin ESP crap, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering Pietro. Determined, Wanda sat back up, threw the covers off, and swung her legs over the side of the bed.
"I will find out what's wrong." she muttered as she stood up and headed towards Pietro's room. Quietly, she walked through the hallway, stopping front of Pietro's door.
Before she could open it though, she hesitated. What was she doing? Pietro was a big boy, he could take care of himself.
And just because they were finally starting to get along and she wasn't trying to kill him anymore didn't mean that she could just walk into his room in the middle of the night as if they were children again. Did it?
Wanda straightened. If she and Pietro were ever going to establish a close relationship, then neither of them could hesitate to do stuff like this.
Her decision made, Wanda pushed the door open.
"Pietro?" she whispered. There was no answer. She walked into the room, closing the door behind her, and headed towards the bed. "Pietro, what's wrong?" she asked, staring down at the lump in the bed that was facing the wall. Pietro turned over to face her when she sat on the bed.
"Wrong? Whatever could be wrong, Wanda?" Pietro asked, the bitterness that he had easily hidden in the past creeping back into his voice.
Unexpectedly, Wanda felt a wave of sympathy wash over her. Pietro had always strived for Magneto's approval ad now he'd never get it. She remembered very well the betrayal that Pietro was feeling now. She reached over and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry." she told him. Pietro sat up and gave her a smile. A small smile, but a smile nonetheless.
"Don't be. It's not your fault." The smile disappeared and his gaze shifted. "It's his."
Pietro stared blankly at the wall, his thoughts moving towards Magneto.
His father.
A man that he head worked for, even admired at times.
A man that he had given all his loyalty to.
A man he had betrayed his friends for.
A man that he had hated.
A man that he had loved.
Pietro was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of Wanda's voice.
"What?" he asked. Wanda stared at him, uncertain about whether or not to repeat the question. It wasn't something she would normally ask and she had shocked herself when she had blurted it out. She took a deep breath.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she repeated. Pietro shook his head.
"Not really. But thanks anyway."
Wanda nodded as a response and stood up, sensing that Pietro wanted to be alone. "Get some sleep, Pietro." she said softly, leaving the room.
Pietro laid down and stared at the ceiling, concentrating on his breathing to try and slow his thoughts down. If he concentrated on his breathing, maybe he wouldn't be able to think.
Breathe in.
Was this how Wanda had felt all those years ago?
Breathe out.
How the hell could his father do this to him?
Breathe in.
And now he'd done the unthinkable. He'd joined the X-Men.
Breathe out.
He'd have to fight against his own father.
Breathe in.
Magneto.
Breathe out.
His father.
Pietro gave in and for the first time since he and Wanda had arrived at the Institute, let the tears fall silently and freely.
A/N: Well, here it is. Chapter five. Hopefully, you all like it since it's a quick shift from joking to.well, sad. Anywho, onto other things like review responses and the fact that Wanda is winning by a landslide, folks! So, if you'd rather Kurt/Tabitha, then let me know. So far, I've gotten more requests for Kurt/Wanda.
Kosumi: Here it is. I've gone onward! In the works is chapter six!
puppiescute: I find Todd very amusing actually. He always makes me laugh. And the rivalry with Kurt.I love it!
Lunacat: Yupers, Pietro is a closet bookworm. Shhh.don't tell anyone. It might ruin his reputation. LOL, I just thought that I'd give him something other than the newspaper to read. ^_^ And I'm working on a way to hopefully, believably work my way up to Kurt/Wanda.unless I get more people telling me otherwise.
Crysala: Hey, I don't mind how long it takes for you to review, at least you did it right? Anyway, I hope you update soon too! (That was a direct, shameless, and unsubtle hint-or you could say order. LOL.)
Sailor X1: You must be a mind reader! When you reminded me not to forget that Pietro is trying to get over the whole Magneto thing I was already writing this chapter! Also, I wanted to tell you something that I don't admit to many people. I think Evan has his moments. (Blondie, hope I didn't give you a heart attack.) But I thought you should know that it's rare that a person can get me to like Evan in a story, yet you accomplished it. I like Evan in that, so you've done the almost impossible. ^_^
WhiteCoyote: I'm glad that you're liking the story and I hope you continue to! So here's the next chapter.
York: I think that seeing those two on a double date would be interesting. I'm going to try to break up the serious stuff with some humor. Here's hoping that it all goes well!
Chibi-Makoto: Yeah, poor Pietro.gotta watch out for that Bobby and his ice! You just never know what could happen.heehee.^_^
And now.onto the chapter! Don't forget to hit the nifty little purple button that'll take you to review before you go! *puppy dog eyes* Please?
"Father!"
Pietro turned from Magneto, eyes widening.
"Wanda." he whispered. He looked as if he were going to take a step towards her, then faltered.
"Father." Wanda hissed.
Though the tone was one full of rage, with that one word, Pietro felt as if he was going back in time.
*He was so cold. The rain was freezing and all he had on over his normal clothes was a jacket.
"Father!" Wanda wailed, stretching her arms out. "Father!"
Despite this, Pietro kept his face emotionless. He stared determinedly at one spot.
Wanda strained against the man holding her, screaming for her father. Pietro looked down, avoiding her gaze.
"Father!" Wanda's cries were getting weaker. "Don't leave me."*
Pietro glanced between his father and his sister, frozen. He'd have to choose between the two. Indecision gripped him, tying his stomach in knots.
And then Pietro's decision was made for him.
Wanda held out her hands, blue light gathering around them as she prepared to hex her father. Suddenly, the blue light was heading straight for Magneto.
Without hesitation, he reached over and pulled Pietro I front of him.
Pietro stiffened , small cry of pain escaping his lips-
-and woke up gasping in his bed. Pietro sat up and took a few calming breaths, even as his thoughts raced.
Though it was a warm night, Pietro gathered all the blankets and wrapped them tightly around himself as he lay back down.
He was suddenly very cold.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wanda bolted upright in her own bed, eyes darting side to side. She didn't relax too much when her surroundings registered in her mind. No one was there and yet.Wanda shook her head and laid back down.
She frowned.
Though she had never believed in any of that twin ESP crap, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering Pietro. Determined, Wanda sat back up, threw the covers off, and swung her legs over the side of the bed.
"I will find out what's wrong." she muttered as she stood up and headed towards Pietro's room. Quietly, she walked through the hallway, stopping front of Pietro's door.
Before she could open it though, she hesitated. What was she doing? Pietro was a big boy, he could take care of himself.
And just because they were finally starting to get along and she wasn't trying to kill him anymore didn't mean that she could just walk into his room in the middle of the night as if they were children again. Did it?
Wanda straightened. If she and Pietro were ever going to establish a close relationship, then neither of them could hesitate to do stuff like this.
Her decision made, Wanda pushed the door open.
"Pietro?" she whispered. There was no answer. She walked into the room, closing the door behind her, and headed towards the bed. "Pietro, what's wrong?" she asked, staring down at the lump in the bed that was facing the wall. Pietro turned over to face her when she sat on the bed.
"Wrong? Whatever could be wrong, Wanda?" Pietro asked, the bitterness that he had easily hidden in the past creeping back into his voice.
Unexpectedly, Wanda felt a wave of sympathy wash over her. Pietro had always strived for Magneto's approval ad now he'd never get it. She remembered very well the betrayal that Pietro was feeling now. She reached over and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry." she told him. Pietro sat up and gave her a smile. A small smile, but a smile nonetheless.
"Don't be. It's not your fault." The smile disappeared and his gaze shifted. "It's his."
Pietro stared blankly at the wall, his thoughts moving towards Magneto.
His father.
A man that he head worked for, even admired at times.
A man that he had given all his loyalty to.
A man he had betrayed his friends for.
A man that he had hated.
A man that he had loved.
Pietro was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of Wanda's voice.
"What?" he asked. Wanda stared at him, uncertain about whether or not to repeat the question. It wasn't something she would normally ask and she had shocked herself when she had blurted it out. She took a deep breath.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she repeated. Pietro shook his head.
"Not really. But thanks anyway."
Wanda nodded as a response and stood up, sensing that Pietro wanted to be alone. "Get some sleep, Pietro." she said softly, leaving the room.
Pietro laid down and stared at the ceiling, concentrating on his breathing to try and slow his thoughts down. If he concentrated on his breathing, maybe he wouldn't be able to think.
Breathe in.
Was this how Wanda had felt all those years ago?
Breathe out.
How the hell could his father do this to him?
Breathe in.
And now he'd done the unthinkable. He'd joined the X-Men.
Breathe out.
He'd have to fight against his own father.
Breathe in.
Magneto.
Breathe out.
His father.
Pietro gave in and for the first time since he and Wanda had arrived at the Institute, let the tears fall silently and freely.