Well, this chapter is short but i felt i had to put it in becuase it might give a little bit more depth to the story. It was meant to be something on the side but i was purswaded to put it in since i wrot it three months ago. And here are some shout outs.

Lecheecopae: Thanks for the breather and I think Pejime is angry. (Looks over shoulder to see Pejime holding a painful looking battle axe and a psycotic gleam in his eye. He is suddenly tackled by Lycurgus and Seraph.) That was close. Glad you liked the chapter and i hope you enjoy these two. And break the writes block with...your...indestructable kitty eyes? Have fun.

iamhollywood: Thank you for the review; yeah, i thoguht that line was pretty nifty too. I knew i would have to tackle the issues and problems eventually, so i decided to bite the bullet and just do it. Thank you for pointing out my mistakes and i ahve taken it into thought. (at least i hope so.) Although this chapter is a little short the next one will be longer.

Pauloj1983: Ahh, you just wanna see Todd get some lovin'. Well, in this chapter you see who he loves, or do you? And no crossover with Joe's, maybe other marvel andmoviedomains but not joes. Didn't like em' that much.

Anywho, sorry about the short ness and smallness of the chapter, but i hope you like it. Basically, Todd and Wanda have a nice, gentle, calm talk. Yeah right.

NOW READ THIS THING PLEASE!

The Turning Tables of Love

Todd sighed as he walked down the darkened stairs, rubbing his arms under the black turtle neck and cracked his shoulder as he walked down the crumbling stairs of the Brotherhood House; he had just gotten in the house through his open window after running back from helping Kale with his date.

Instead of his normal attire of jeans and white on green shirts, he was wearing a turtle neck and dark blue jeans that actually had no holes in them.

His long hair was pulled back in a top knot that seemed to sharpen his face slightly and his sneakers were actually tied for a change making him walk a lot quieter; his left ear also had a simple gold earring in it.

Looking into the living room, Todd silently crept to the entrance and peered in; he smiled when he saw Lance reading a magazine while Pietro and Freddy played on the Playstation. Todd walked away from the room and went into the kitchen and opened the fridge, he eyes scanning the lacking of contents. Closing the fridge door and opening the freezer door, Todd pretended not to notice the footsteps of Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch.

Ever since Kale had come to Bayville, Todd had found his old personality had begun to surface after the two years of trying to forget who he had been. This meant what blind attraction he had for Wanda was fading and although he could take the punches, kicks and hexes that were thrown at him, Todd was getting a little annoyed with her abusive treatment.

"Hey, who are you and what are you doing here?" Wanda asked savagely, grabbing his shoulder.

Turning around, Todd smacked her hand away when he backhanded her arm with his open hand and watched with a small half grin as she gaped at him.

"Well, I think I'm Todd Tolensky and I think I live here yo." He responded softly and coolly, his amber eyes seemingly glistening with fire.

"Toad; that's you?" Wanda asked thunderstruck. "What happened…I mean your-"

"Different?" Todd cut her off, walking closer to her; Wanda had never seen Todd glaring in dark so it creeped her out big time. "I'm not different; I'm just tired of not being myself, yo."

Todd was standing so close to Wanda that she realized that he didn't stink as usual and he could look her dead in the eyes since he wasn't slouching. Wanda noticed how the turtle neck collar was hanging down slightly and she stifled a gasp when she saw his scars under his shirt, her eyes ignoring the two glimpses of silver hanging on his neck.

Looking into his eyes, she saw all the pain, hate, anger, fear and other emotions she couldn't name burning in his eyes as she heard his knuckles crack. Todd snorted and stated walking away from her when she hexed him in his place.

Before she could open her mouth, Todd's eyes ignited in an amber glow and the blue flames of her hex flew off of him when shook himself violently. Glancing at her over his shoulder, Wanda was shaking as his eyes were still glowing; surprisingly none of the other Brotherhood members had noticed the small display of power.

"Fuck. Off. Little Girl." Todd said slowly, as his eyes stopped glowing. "I'm sick and tired of being your punching bag, yo. You have no idea what hell I'm coming from so don't fuck with me anymore."

And as silently as he had come down the stair, he disappeared back up the stairs and into his room, leaving a seriously startled Wanda. She took several deep breaths and steadied herself by holding the counter, her hands still shaking from when Todd had stepped close to her.

She had never seen this side of him and was now really wondering where he came from, whether his story of being bumped from orphanage to orphanage true. He boasted more scars than anyone in the Brotherhood and he had covered his dark and cold attitude with one that was dismissed as cocky and arrogant. But just now he had shown her his true colors and she was terrified.

Wanda suddenly stopped shaking and felt her anger filling her body; he had lied to them, point blank. Standing up, she started to go to the living room when she thought of something; maybe she should try and force the insect to talk first before she ratted him out, so he had a chance to explain.

Wanda walked with a fierce motive and waved her hand at his door, hexing it so it would open silently; but what she saw in his room stopped her again. The first time she had seen his room, it was a close call whether the Chernobyl nuclear incident was worse, but all the clothes were off the floor and reveled a hardwood floor.

On the floor and desk were several candles, their orange tongues licking the air as they burned. A Japanese sword was on a stand on his desk the jade green scabbard seeming absorbing the light and enhancing the color of the sword. Wanda slowly walked in and went up to the sword, finding herself drawn to the sword for an odd reason; she reached out and her fingers curled around the handle, grasping it firmly.

"I guess you can't take a hint, huh?" A voice called as the door slammed shut.

Whirling around, Wanda saw Todd leaning against the door and his arms crossing his chest; she saw how, like the swords scabbard, his amber eyes absorbed the light and reflected it back.

"I just wanted to give you a chance to explain yourself before I-" Wanda started, her angry voice immediately cut off.

"Explain myself? Why don't you ask your father or even, Mystique maybe; they both know about my true origins." Todd snarled as he looked at a candle and rest his bare hand on the flame snuffing it out and he grinded his hand on the wax. "I don't need to tell you shit."

"You will if you want to stay here." Wanda said savagely but got a cold cruel laugh.

"What are you going to do, Scarlet? Kick me out? Do that and I'm free of this little shit hole." Todd said, his eyes flashing murderously. "I'm only staying because your old man threatened to send me back were I came from, but kick me out and I go anywhere."

"What did my father threaten you with?" Wanda asked. "Or to send you?"

Todd's face suddenly hardens and his eyes dart around the room, flexing his arms with anger. He finally looks her in the eyes and she sees something that she only saw in the mirror when she was alone; fear of going back to what she used to be.

"That's none of your fucking business." Todd replied savagely but controlled; he side stepped and gestured to the door. "Why don't you go; you've gotten your answers, yo."

"Show me your scars."

Her demand was blunt and to the point, a voice wondering if she really wanted to see him with out a shirt. Todd mearly grinned darkly and pulled the shirt easily off, tossing onto his bed. He was lean, his small body made of fine defined muscles and arms were also built up; what ever he did to stay in shape kept him fighting fit and had the scars to show.

Scars; that word Wanda thought she knew from the cuts on her wrist and her back but she was wrong, she didn't know scars; Todd Tolansky definitely knew scars.

His body had to be tattered with dozens, all of them brutally done and with the utmost hatred involved. The burns and slice up his stomach were particularly horrifying but the gunshots and the tiny slices of his upper chest really got to her. Her hand had automatically covered her mouth when she first saw them and when she looked into his eyes, she saw he was stronger than

"I hope your happy now." Todd growled as he walked over and put on a sleeveless shirt; as he walked past, Wanda saw his equally scared back and his large tattoo of eagle wings.

"What were you?" Wanda asked to his back, annoyance, anger and shame building as he remained silent. "You're a real asshole, you know that? You act as though you did some horrifying act and we will hate you. Well, I hate you for lying and tricking me already. So please tell me what you are so I might understand your reasons for doing it better. I mean I've started to love you and you don't return it when I do?."

"I'm sorry, Wanda." Todd said as he glanced at the hex casting mutant. "I love another, yo."

"That little fire girl?" Wanda spat venomously.

"No, not Amara because she reminds me too much of Katie and too much of the kindness she had before she was killed. The one I love is somewhere safe and I am happy because of it, yo." Todd said softly, a hushed silence falling over the two. "I see you as a friend, but I can't trust you more than that because you are too much like what I was and I am terrified to be that again."

"What were you people?" Wanda asked again, breaking the heavy silence with softer tone this time. "That made you hate so much?"

Todd didn't answer her until she had left the room and closed the door with a furious slam; he didn't move his any part of his being when she leaned against the door crying. He didn't speak until he knew she was in her room and a small, sad smile slowly went across his face while a tear rolled down his cheek.

"I was an assassin, yo." Todd said softly, his eyes glowing. "And you don't know what the word hate means yet but you will soon enough."

And with that, Todd blew out the last candle and collapsed on his bed as sleep and nightmares took him.

Wow, Todd loves neither but someone else. Darn, don't i just kep bursting bubbles. The final couple i decided on was made up by a frined and i have to say, it's very different but i can explain it.

Now, please review my story cuz i kinda need. Arigato, my friends. (don't know how to propaly spell it, sorry if i offend any.

-Lin