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Chapter 2: Just Like Them

Both Pietro and Wanda swiftly caught Bella before she face plant into the ground. Pietro securely wrapped his arms around Bella's figure and rested her head against his shoulder. He saw Wanda's hands remove the leather jacket from Bella's face. His heart clenched. The tear and ash stained cheeks and pain expression says it all. Her brunette hair is disheveled and covered with ash, her dress is covered with dirt and ash, her peach color skin is covered with ash patches and she clutches tightly on the leather jacket.

"It belonged to her father." Both twins looked towards Strucker and has a grim expression. "The jacket she's holding to dear life," They both nodded and looked back at Bella. Sudden flare of anger appeared in Pietro's icy blue eyes. Only one person could destroy and ruin a life. Stark. He learned his forehead against Bella's forehead.

"We understand." He whispered to Bella and carefully stood up. He carries Bella in his arms bridal style and Wanda appeared at his side and placed her hand on Bella's. They both walked out of the room and into Wanda's room. He gently laid Bella onto Wanda's bed. He saw her form curl up into a ball; he covered her with the blanket that was around her shoulders. He also smoothed her hair out and kisses her forehead. He sat next to the bed and leaned his back against the frame of the bed and let out a sigh.

"What are you thinking brother?" He glanced at Wanda who is wiping away the ash from Bella's face with a wet cloth.

"How Stark could destroy such innocent lives including this beautiful creature's." He glanced at Bella and noticed how beautiful she is. Her natural beauty stuns him. This beautiful creature's life is ruined by Stark. His fingers brushed against her clenched hands. Her skin was still cold, but slowly getting their warmth back. "How many lives does Stark have to destroy before we get our revenge?" Pietro felt Wanda's hand on his shoulder and lightly squeezed it.

"Soon brother. Soon." He nodded and rested his hand on top of hers. He gave her a small smile and she return one back. He watched Wanda clean up Bella, but he could tell she is having problems with Bella's hair. "I won't be able to o much for her hair. She's gonna need to take a shower to get the ash out of her hair." He nodded in agreement and sighed.

"Let her sleep a little bit longer. She needs it." Pietro could see the dark circles under her eyes. This beautiful creature is memorizing to him. Her face expression is peaceful, but still has the painful expression lingers underneath her slumber. All Pietro wants to do is heal her broken heart. Pietro wants to kill Stark. She doesn't deserve this so much pain.

"We should probably head to bed." He glanced at Wanda who gave him a small smile. "It's late." He sighed and nodded.

"I'll sleep on the floor. You go ahead and sleep in my bed."

"Are you sure brother?" He nodded.

"I'm sure." He saw her nod and got up to her feet.

"If you need anything, call." He nodded and found an extra pillow under Wanda's bed. He set down the pillow at the foot of Wanda's bed and lay down on the cold floor. His thought goes to Bella. She's beautiful. Her natural beauty is perfect. No traces of make-up on her face. He noticed her perfect cheek bones, her pink lips look kissable, and everything about her is breathless. Pietro is developing a little crush for Bella. His cheeks started to warm up. Pietro quickly shook his head and buried his face in his pillow. This is going to be a long night.

"Bella." She lightly moaned in her sleep and buried her face further into the pillow. "Bella you need to wake up. You need to eat something." With one last moan, Bella cracked her eyes open and blinked away the blurriness. She blinked one more time and saw the handsome man with the silver hair. Slowly lifting her head up from the pillow, she scrunched up her eyebrows together. She looked at her surroundings, it was a dull looking room with nothing much, she knows she's on the bed and one little night stand at the foot of the bed. "Do you remember of the recent events?" Her attention went back to the silver haired man and slowly sits up from the bed. She closed her eyes to remember how she got here. The memories flowed through like a river. The break-up, traveling to Sokovia with her dad. Dad. The bombs, finding his dead body, his leather jacket, the missile, Stark, her screams echoed in her ears, Strucker, the twins. Everything came flooding back. Tears stream down her clean cheeks, but didn't wipe them away. She feels the leather jacket in her hands and clutched it tighter. A hand brushed against her cheeks and snapped her eyes open. She flinched away from the hand and looked at the silver haired man in his icy blue eyes. He held his hands up and took a few steps back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," Bella swiftly cut him off by throwing her arms around his neck and buried her face in the crock of his neck. She let out a series of whimpers and drenched his shirt with her tears. The pain of her father's death hits her hard. She clams down and pulls away to wipe the tears away with the back of her hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your shirt." She wiped the tears away and ran her hand through her ash hair.

"No worries." She glanced at him and gave a small smile. His accent gives her butterflies when he talked.

"Do you know where I can take a shower? I'm still covered in dirt and ash." She saw him nod and stood up onto his feet.

"I'll show you." He held his hand out for her and she graciously took it. As their skin made contact with each other, she felt a wave of electric attraction. They both froze for a moment until the silver headed man cleared his throat. "We haven't been properly introduced." Bella looked at him and furrowed her eyebrows together in confusion. She saw his hand out and smiled at her. "Pietro Maximoff." She took his hand and firmly shook it.

"Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella." She gave Pietro a small tired smile. He returned one back.

"Nice to meet you Bella." She nodded.

"It's nice meeting you too Pietro." She heard a door creak open and saw the beautiful long brown hair girl come out.

"Oh, I didn't know you were awake." Bella heard a heavy Eastern European accent like a Russian accent. The girl swiftly walked towards her and smiled. "I'm Wanda Maximoff." Bella nodded and gave her the same tired smile.

"Nice to meet you Wanda. I guess you already know my name." She saw Wanda nod.

"Yes, Strucker has introduced you to us before you fainted." Bella started to feel a warm blush against her cheeks and rubbed her arms.

"Well that's not embarrassing at all." She muttered to herself and glanced away from Wanda. She heard Pietro softly clear his throat.

"I was just showing Bella where the shower is." Bella glanced towards Pietro who gave her a soft smile and shrugged his shoulders. She returned one back.

"I'll show her where the shower is Pietro. You can go and get us food and inform Strucker that Bella is awake." Pietro nodded and looked at Bella once again.

"I'll be back then." With that he was gone leaving a blue streak behind. Bella rapidly blinked at what she just witnessed.

"Don't worry." She spun around to look at Wanda who gave her a small smile. "He does that a lot." She slowly nodded even though she's not really sure what's happening around her. "Come on, I'll show you where the shower is."