I had an random idea and I wanted to flow with it, it going to be like a slow burning project while I keep watching Wandavision.

-I don't own Wandavision

-This story is fantasy - Pure Imagination!

-Peter Maximoff is a legendary

-Sorry for slow updates - Since my charger died for my laptop I've had to write everything on my phone.

-I'm going with the fake Wandavision leaks with my story, I was left unsatisfied with the finale - Let's mix it up!

Keep safe and Enjoy!

Who Are The X Men?

Peter clenched his right fist before hurried towards the front door of Agnes's house, he was going to try and see if there was any other way into the building. The front door was locked and so were the other downstairs windows, there was no way he could check the upper part of the building without being seen by the neighbours. Looking both ways down the street Peter zoomed around the back of the house, he found himself in Anges's backyard.

The backyard was neatly kept and there was a herb patch near a stone pathway, it seemed like Anges enjoyed growing her own herbs. It was quite peaceful in the garden, the birds were singing and butterflies were playing amongst the flowerbeds. Peter actually liked Westview, it was a charming town. But his attention was soon caught by a rattling sound, he looked over his shoulder and saw a woman pulling at a door to an underground basement. He hadn't seen her around the town, she looked out of place.

The woman had dark curly hair and she was dressed in some peculiar clothes, she was determined to get into the basement beneath the house though. Peter guessed that she wasn't from around these parts, he zoomed over to her and watched her open the doors to the basement. She hadn't even noticed him yet, he cleared his throat before he broke the silence.

" Snoopers gonna snoop." Peter said.

The woman jumped and looked over her shoulders at him, he couldn't help but notice a faint blue grow shimmer across her dark brown eyes. He gave her a smile before he approached her, he then took a look down the basement's staircase and pulled his goggles over his eyes. He didn't really want to go down there, but he had no other choice since Billy and Tommy were trapped inside the house.

" Wow, it looks dark down there." Peter said.

" Who are you?" She asked.

" A friend, I hope." Peter replied before he began walking down the steps of the basement. " Are you coming?!"

The woman hesitated before the followed Peter down the staircase, they were greeted by a dimly lit basement. Darkness cover some parts of the basement, the scent of musk and damp lingered in the air. A small window allowed one beam of light to shine through the darkness, it highlighted the pillars with vines wrapped them. There was one wooden door with a metal handle between an alter and a wooden cabinet, it looked out of place. It looked more like an accident dungeon than a basement, it was unsettling and eerie.

Peter scoped out his new surroundings, he tried to open the door but it was locked from the other side. He noticed the white wooden cabinet with a faint red light inside of it near the door, he went to check out it's contents while his new aqauntience explored the rest of the basement. He opened the cabinet's door and noticed rows of old looking bottles on the shelves, they looked like potions.

" What is this place?" She asked.

" An unholy basement, it smells unholy." Peter replied before he took a bottle from the shelf. " And I know a lot about basements, I use to live in one. Who are you anyway? You're an outsider, right?"

" I'm Monica Rambeau." She said, she soon joined his side. " You're Pietro or not Pietro, you were Wanda's Brother. A recast, that's what Darcy Lewis called you."

" Recast?" Peter asked with snigger. " Please, I'm the only original."

" Who are you?" Monica asked.

" I'm Peter Maximoff, I'm an outsider like yourself." Peter said while he sniffed the contents of the bottle. " Wow, that smells funky!"

" Are you even listening to me?" Monica asked.

" I can multitask, I'm listening." Peter replied.

" Then why are you here?" Monica asked.

" I've been sent here to help Wanda." Peter replied with a dorky smile. " Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy."

" The thought never crossed my mind..." Monica sighed.

" So, what brings you here?" Peter asked.

" I'm here to help Wanda too." Monica replied, she took the bottle from him and examined the label. " Who sent you? How did you get here?"

" Stephen Strange." Peter replied before he wandered over to the alter. " But no one is meant to know that, it's a secret."

" The Stephen Strange?" Monica asked, she put the bottle back on the shelf and closed the cabinets doors. " Has in Doctor Strange? The Sorcerer Supreme, the primary protector of Earth against magical and mystical threats?!"

" Wait, he's famous?" Peter asked.

" Yes!" Monica replied.

" Really? What did he do?" Peter asked.

" You don't know about him?" Monica asked.

" I'm not from around these parts." Peter replied while he rested his hands on the alter. " I got pulled from a different reality by Stephen, he turned up at the X Mansion and asked for my help."

" And you willingly went with him?" Monica asked.

" Hey, do I really look that stupid to you?" Peter asked, he looked at her over his shoulder. " We had a meeting with the Professor, he checked the guy out for me first before I agreed to go with him. Charles wouldn't just let me leave the safety of my reality without a reason, it's not how the X Men roll."

" Who are the X Men?" Monica asked.

" It's a long story, but you can trust Professor Charles Xavier." Peter replied.

" I think me and you need a long chat at some point." Monica said.

" I'm down with that, but for now check out the voodoo stuff." Peter said while he turned his full attention to the alter. " It seems like Agnes is hiding something from us, talk about the neighbour from hell."

Monica approached Peter and looked at the alter, there was a weird looking book on a stand and some strange markings drawn on a sheet of paper. They looked like ancient symbols, the whole alter screamed witchcraft. Monica was about to say something to Peter but a muffled voice interrupted them, they both looked around the basement. The voice sounded close, but they had no idea where it was coming from in the basement.

" Did you hear that?" Monica asked.

" Yeah, may be it's a ghost." Peter replied.

" Shut up..." Monica said.

" Wait, are you scared?" Peter asked.

" Don't make me hurt you." Monica replied.

A dorky laugh escaped Peter lips, but he soon stopped laughing when her heard someone banging something against the mysterious door in the basement. The banging sound had startled them both, he glanced at Monica and beckoned her to follow him. They both stayed close while they walked towards the door, it wasn't long until they heard the faint voice coming from behind the door. They both froze when something banged against the door once again, but the voice sounded more childlike this time.

" Hello!"

" Who's there?" Peter asked.

" Uncle P?"

" Tommy? Is that you?!" Peter asked.

" Oh my god, Uncle P!" Tommy yelled.

Peter hurried towards the door and tried to opened it once again, but it was still locked. He rattled the door's handle while Tommy banged his fists against the door, it wasn't going to budge that easily. Peter turned his attention to Monica and asked her to search for a key, she soon went to rummage around in the white wooden cabinet's draws.

" Are you okay in there?" Peter asked.

" I'm fine, but I can't find Billy!" Tommy replied.

" I'll get you out of there, I promise." Peter said.

Peter ran his hand across the top of the door frame in case Agnes had hidden the key there, his Mom use to do that when he was a kid. He blew some dust away from his fingers, he had to get Tommy out of there. He thought for a moment while he scoped out the basement, he then clicked his fingers at Monica and told her he had an idea.

" What are you planning to do?" Monica asked.

" I can open this door easily, stand back." Peter said while he wrapped his fingers around the door handle. " Tommy, stand far away from the door if you can! I'm gonna burst you outta there!'

" Okay!" Tommy yelled.

Peter's gripped tightened around the door handle, he focused his gaze on his handle and concentrated hard. The door handle soon began to rattle, he looked up at the door frame while a goofy smile crept cross his face. The wood of the door began to crack, he was getting flashbacks about the time he bursted his Father out of the Pentagon.

" What the..." Monica muttered.

Peter listened to the door's hinges rattling, the wooden door slip down the middle before it fell backwards into another room. The door made a thudding sound when it made contact with the floor, a hundred years worth of dust eruption around them. Peter stepped away from the doorway while he coughed, he held his jacket's sleeve over his nose and signalled to Monica to be ready for anything.

" Uncle P?!" Tommy asked.

The dust soon settled and Tommy soon appeared in the doorway, he looked happy to see his rescuers. He hurried towards his fake Uncle and wrapped his arms around his waist, he held onto him tightly before Peter returned his embrace.

" It's okay, I've got you." Peter said while he crouched to his nephew's eye level. " Are you okay? Where's Billy?"

" I don't know, I can't find him anywhere!" Tommy replied before he looked over at the woman. " Who's she?"

" I'm Monica Rambeau." Monica said with a kind smile. " I'm here to help your Mom."

" Where is my Mom?" Tommy asked.

" She's at your house." Peter replied.

" No, I heard her voice down here." Tommy said while he turned his full attention to his Uncle. " I heard her voice down here, she was so angry! She was talking to Agnes, then Billy disappeared... I can't find him."

" It's okay little dude, we'll find your Mom and Billy." Peter said.

" What about my Dad?" Tommy asked.

" We'll find him too." Peter replied.

Peter took hold of Tommy's hand while he got to his feet, he then lead him over to Monica. He told her that they were going to have to try and find them, he had no idea where they were though. Monica volunteered to search the rest of the house, she said she'd hang back here to see if Billy and Wanda returned to this place.

" I'll take Tommy somewhere safe, he shouldn't be near Agnes or this stinky basement." Peter said while he picked his nephew up. " I've got people on the inside who can help locate Wanda, he'll be safe with my friends. They're on 3475 Ellis Avenue, do you know where that is in Westview?"

" I'll find it." Monica said.

" But I want to stay here!" Tommy said.

" If your Mom was here she'd tell you to hide, right?" Peter asked.

" Well yeah, but... I need to find my Brother." Tommy replied.

" We'll find him, I promise." Peter said.

Peter told Monica to watch her back before he pulled his goggles over his eyes, he then told Tommy to hold onto him tightly. He rested his hand on the back of his nephew's neck while he told him not to throw up, he then zoomed him up the basement's steps and out into the cursed town of Westview.

Everything around Peter was moving in slow motion while he zoomed along the street, he could see the mail man with some letters in his hand and a random woman trimming her rose bushes in her garden. There was dog in mid flow with his leg cocked up against a tree and a little bird was sitting on an overturned garden gnome, the world was peaceful when Peter used his mutant ability.

The world continued to whizz passed his eyes until he stopped outside of the house his friend were staying in on Ellis Avenue, it wasn't long until time returned to it's normal pace. The owners of the house were gardening, but they still looked like mannequins. He placed Tommy down on his feet and pulled his goggles away from his eyes, but his nephew soon caught his attention when he gagged.

" Uncle P, I don't feel that great..." Tommy said.

" Don't worry, it will pass." Peter said.

Tommy looked green around the gills, he covered up his mouth before he threw up on the lawn. Peter rested his hand on Tommy's back, he then asked him if he was okay. Tommy nodded his head, he said he was feeling a little bit better now. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and sniffled, he actually looked unwell.

" Let's get you inside, I'll get you a glass of water." Peter said.

" Okay." Tommy said.

Peter rested his hand on Tommy's back while led him down the pathway, but Tommy soon asked him about Ellis Avenue. He knew about the street because his Mom told him to stay away from it, but he never understood why. Peter told him that Ellis Avenue was perfectly safe while he was around these parts, he wasn't going to let anything happen to Tommy.

" Why are those people frozen to the spot?" Tommy asked.

" They've got really brain freeze." Peter replied.

Tommy gave his Uncle P an odd look before the door to the house was opened for him, he then entered the house with Peter not far behind him. The living room was quiet, it seemed like no one was around. Peter called out to his teammates before he closes the door behind him, it wasn't long until Hank popped up from behind an arm chair. Hank looked surprised to see Tommy with Peter, but he went onto inform them that one of the television sets had blown it's fuse due to a circuit breaker. He told Peter that his Father was down in the basement right now switching the power back on. Hank's gaze soon fixed on Tommy though, he recognised him immediately.

" Is this Tommy?" Hank asked.

" Yep, he needs to lay low until we find his Mom and his Brother." Peter replied, he touched the boy's shoulder. " This is Hank McCoy, he's a very good friend of mine. He's genius, but he's dorky at the same time."

" Hey..." Hank said.

" I'm joking, he's pretty cool." Peter smiled.

Peter's joke earned a chucked from Tommy, but the young speedster soon felt unwell again. Peter zoomed to the kitchen and returned with a bucket, he handed it to Tommy before he threw up again. Peter felt bad for him, but he was grateful he hadn't given him whiplash.

" Are you okay?" Peter asked.

" I'm fine." Tommy replied.

Peter rubbed Tommy's back and guided him over to the arm chair, he threw a couple of motherboards onto the other couch before he sat Tommy down on the seat. Tommy was still feeling unwell, he told Peter that his stomach was hurting really bad.

" It will settle, take some deep breaths." Peter said.

Peter grabbed a blanket from the back of the arm chair and drapped it around Tommy's shoulders, he didn't understand why he was feeling this unwell. Tommy had super speed, he should be use to zooming all over the place. Peter's thoughts were interrupted by Erik entering the living room, but his Father soon stopped and stared at Tommy.

" Who's this?" Erik asked.

" This is Tommy, I recused him from Agnes's basement." Peter replied before he crouched next to the arm chair. " He's feeling nauseous, I think he may need a glass of water."

" I'll get it." Hank said.

" Thanks, Hank." Peter said.

Hank left the living room, they soon heard the tap running in the kitchen. Peter rested his hand against Tommy's forehead, he felt hot to the touch. Tommy soon threw up again into the bucket, he had no idea what was wrong with him. He worryingly looked over at Erik, his Father seemed to understand his concerns for the boy.

" Is this one of Wanda's Sons?" Erik asked.

" Yeah, but we couldn't find Billy." Peter replied while he got to his feet. " Can you watch him? I need to go back to Agnes's house and snoop around some more. Tommy told me that he heard his Mom's voice there, I need to explore the whole house for myself. There's a woman there, her name Monica. I don't know much about her though, but she may need my help."

" And you trust her?" Erik asked.

" I don't know yet, but she said she's here to help Wanda." Peter replied with a sigh. " She knows where we are in Westview, that's why I need you to watch Tommy for me."

" You may have just put all of us in danger." Erik said.

" Hey, I know you can handle this..." Peter said.

" I'll watch him for you, Peter." Hank said, he was standing in the doorway of the kitchen. " He can help me rewire one of my tracking systems, it's like a video game but with wires. He likes video games, right?"

" Yeah, he does." Peter replied.

" Whoa, cool!" Tommy said.

Tommy seemed to perk up for a moment, but he soon vomited once again. Peter pulled a face of disgust while he wafted the scent of vomit away from him, it seemed like the kid had a bad case of motion sickness. Hank told Peter he would made sure that Tommy was kept safe while he was gone, but Erik offered to go with his Son this time.

" I will not allow you to do this alone." Erik said.

" But I need you to stay here with Tommy." Peter said while he approached his Father and rested his hand on his arm. " You're the only person I know in all of Westview who will protect him with a Fatherly vengeance, you know like you'd do for me if I was in trouble."

" You're a very strange man..." Erik said.

" I know that, but you'll protect Tommy for me right?" Peter asked.

" Of course I will." Erik said.

" Thanks, Dad." Peter said.

Peter and Erik shared a smile together before Peter turned his attention back to Tommy, he asked him if he'd be okay with his teammates. Tommy told him he'd be fine with them, he was actually excited about helping Hank with his electronics. Peter left the house with the knowledge that Tommy was in safe hands with his friends, he knew Erik wouldn't let any harm come to the boy while he went to find the rest of the Maximoff family.