A/N: hey everyone! I know….not a very fast update, but…hey, its better than nothing right?

Response to reviewers:

Kigono:

I know….sorry about the repetition. I just wanted to give kitty a proper introduction. The first chapter's description was too vague. I wasn't satisfied with it. Hee hee. Anyway, thanks for telling me I was repeating stuff. I hope you'll continue to tell me if I start to drag…..i get carried away sometimes.

chocolatemercury

thanks for the tip! I know I tend to repeat sentences…… its an old habit! Remind me again if I keep on repeating!

Kitty Pryde2:

No, I can't answer if Pietro will be Prince! Sorry. Just to let you know, the Princess of Mist is just a title. She's not royal or anything…the title is given to whoever is the best. The king and queen are the ones who give out titles. Its like any other royal family…you know, the usual how-many-in-line-to-the-throne stuff. The very best will become king/queen. To be prince, Pietro will have to be on par with Kitty.

And, Pietro wouldn't be a future target as he as you will read later on, is an assassin as well.

Everyone else:

I've been trying a hard as I can to update as quickly as possible…this fic is getting the most attention as compared to my other two fics. I guess it is because of your great review! The others aren't as enthusiastic as you guys! Your review really blew me away. Glad you like the story. It looks like a lot of people are waiting for Pietro's entrance, well, you got your wish, this is Pietro's chapter…watch out people…here he comes! Lol ( though the main focus here might seem like Wanda)

Notes everyone should know:

-Pietro and Wanda do not hate each other here

-Remy might appear later in the story (along with rouge…duh)

-Rouge, Remy and the twins are all assassins like Kitty

-They do not know each others names….well except the twins, they are siblings

Once again…corrections and have fun.

By the way, I'm really sorry if I left any questions unanswered. There are so many! lol

Scarlet and Sliver

The soft morning rays shone through the shutters on the window and landed on the bed covers of a certain speed demon's bed. The pillows were tossed messily around the king-sized bed and the sheets were tangled and hopelessly crumpled around a bulge in the center of the bed.

A soft woosh sounded as the doors slid open to allow a girl to walk in. Black hair stripped with red, a red tank top completed with black exercise slacks and a pale face with absolutely no make up save for those blood red lips. Glaring distastefully around the messy room, she clicked her tongue and carefully navigated her way to the bed.

Catching sight of the lump in the center of the bed, she smiled softly as her hands started to glow blue. Lifting one glowing hand up, she hexed the lump into the wall next to it. The head of a handsome sliver haired speed demon poked out of the lump of sheets on the floor with a loud yelp and glared at her.

"Wanda!" he whined, clearly upset about her waking up tactic.

"Morning to you too Pie." she muttered sarcastically. Wanda Maximoff grinned impishly at her grumpy twin before offering a helping hand. Sticking out his tongue, he took hold of her hand and hoisted himself off the floor. Scowling at the mess she had made when she hexed him off the bed, he took off at superspeed to clear the room.

What Wanda saw, of course, was entirely different. To her, a small little whirlwind was stirring up the mess in the room, flying bits and pieces of junk to their respective places. The next thing she knew, Pietro was standing next to her again. She could never really understand his power. Sure, he was fast, way too fast in fact. Everything to him was in super speed. He ate in super speed, he thought in super speed, he learnt things in super speed, and lastly, he dated in super speed. Seriously, she never knew how the boy could skim through girls as fast as he did.

But then again, she couldn't blame the girls……not that she would readily admit it, but Pietro really was quite handsome one. Most people thought that since they were after all twins, they should look a like, but oh boy, were they ever wrong. Pietro was the 'white one' while Wanda on the other hand was the 'dark' one.

Like white and black, they were as different as sunshine and rain. Pietro was always the cheerful one, while Wanda was the pessimist. Pietro had silver hair and a charming smile for everyone, while Wanda had dark black hair and a scowl for those who got in her way.

Of course, no one knew their personalities…or anything else for that matter. To the other students at Mist, they were simply Quicksliver and Scarlet Witch or rather sliver and scarlet. The infamous mutant twins that were never fully transformed into the cold hearted killing machines like the others.

They had been separated when they were only 5 by their father who thought Wanda too dangerous to be kept in the house. He was a scientist who experimented on his children, causing their mutant abilities to surface when they were 4. Wanda's power slowly grew out of hand, and there were times when she even shattered light bulbs everywhere she went.

Magneto slowly begun to fear her for her powers were surpassing his by leaps and bounds, so he decided to lock her up in an asylum. Fear of their father drove Pietro to agree with him to lock his twin up. But as the days flew past, he realized his mistake, for he could not live with his sister's pain that he felt constantly at the back of his mind due to their twin connection.

One final day, he snapped. Packing up both his and Wanda's personal belongings, he broke out of the house and rescued her. By that time, Mist agents had already noticed their potential and offered them a place in Mist. More than ready to get out of their dreary situation, the twins took up the offer and had been training at Mist since then.

They were both exceptional due to their mutations, but they never could reach the top. Try as they might, they could never break themselves free of emotions, making them vulnerable to other people's attacks. To be an assassin, they had to be free of emotion, and they were most certainly not free of that. They loved each other, and practically the whole of Mist knew that. The instructors had warned them, their love for each other would one day bring about their downfall, but they didn't care, for their love for each other was all they had left.

The little whirlwind in the room can to a stand still and Pietro reappeared next to Wanda fully dressed in his exercise suit. His silver hair was combed back stylishly in his usual hair style, and the smell of soap lingered in his wake. Wanda looked up at her fully awake brother and grinned roguishly.

"Record timing as usual, Pie. Though I must say, its definitely not your personal best." She teased. Pietro huffed and crossed his arm, pouting exaggeratedly. So, you want speed eh Wanda……well, you ask for speed, you got it. A mischievous glint appeared in Pietro's eyes, and with one swift motion, she smoothly swept his sister up in his arms and sped off.

Wanda gave a shriek and clung on tightly to his shirt for dear life as he sped down the corridors. 15 seconds later, they were at the training grounds. Letting out the breath she had not realized she had been holding, Wanda stumbled out of Pietro's arms.

"Never, ever again, am I hitching a ride with you." She gasped out finally, swatting away his hands that were as usual heading towards her hair to knot it up hoping that she wouldn't notice them. Knowing full well that Wanda hated the time she had to spend unknotting the dead knots in her hair after each day, Pietro made full use of every chance he could get to irritate his sister by knotting her hair.

The sound of someone clearing his throat caught the bickering pair's attention. Standing as though frozen for a second, they slowly turned around with a sheepish smile.

"As much as I appreciate Mr. sliver's efforts to come here on time, maybe you two should consider actually paying attention tp what you are here for, namely, NOT ARGUE WITH EACH OTHER!" a beefy male trainer with a well toned six-pack stood growling before them, bits of his spittle flecking their faces. A crowd of other students ranging from the ages fifteen to nineteen stood quietly behind him, occasionally wincing as the volume of the instructors voice rose significantly.

"Scarlet, 20 round around the court. Sliver, there will be no running for you. I want you to stand perfectly still on one foot till Scarlet here finishes her run. NO COMPLAINTS! Understood?" he snarled.

Both the twins stood on the spot, their mouth agape and their hands slack. The instructor certainly knew how to teach them a lesson. Like all the other instructors, he knew all his student's weak points and used that knowledge to his advantage. Pietro hated staying still. Wanda on the other hand, hated running. Knowing full well that Wanda would take ages to run twenty rounds around the court, Pietro would have to stand still for a very long time. At the end of the session, both twins would be frustrated beyond imagination, and would not be coming to class arguing the next day, due to the fact that they most certainly did not want to repeat their punishment.

Unknown to everyone else, the instructor took great glee in punishing the two trouble makers that had made his life living hell since the day they stepped into Mist.

A sudden hush fell over the practicing students, and even the twins and the instructor looked up at the sudden quietness of the place. A young girl strolled into the arena with the grace of a ballerina dressed completely in black, with a silken cloth covering her nose and mouth. Pale blue eyes stared out of the face and soft locks of brown hair curled down her shoulders. A cloak of midnight black flowed behind her as she walked away.

Every student and instructor in the vicinity bowled low before her as she swept off. Suddenly, the hand that was holding a throwing dagger twitched and Wanda suddenly found herself staring in horror as the dagger flew towards the princess. To everyone's surprise, she flipped over in the last second, one hand reaching out to catch the dagger before it found its way into the back of one of the students behind her.

Righting herself, the princess turned the dagger over in her hands, while everyone else who had seen the little accident held their breath. Finally, she looked up, her eyes turned cold, and her voice was flat and emotionless.

"You need to work on your throw. Your hand wasn't steady enough." She stated simply as though she didn't just encounter a near death experience. With her hand gripping the dagger loosely, she walked away silently. The buzz that had died down started again and no one noticed the princess turn around and send Wanda's dagger flying straight into the bull's eye.

No one but Wanda. And to tell the truth, she was rather shocked. Never in her life had she seen a person act with such cool about a near death accident. When she saw Kitty turn around, she had fully expected to have that dagger thrown at her. But to her surprise, all Kitty did was indirectly return the dagger to her.

She moved forward quietly and wrenched the dagger out of the bull's eye. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Pietro move forward. Placing a pale hand on her shoulder, he spoke in a concerned tone.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine. Maybe we should train tonight instead. I have this feeling that everyone is watching me…" Wanda whispered back. Pietro nodded understandingly, and took hold of her arm. He started to pick her up when she stopped him with a glare. She apparently hadn't forgotten this morning's ride.

The sliver-haired teen shrugged and strolled off with her. He wondered what was wrong with his usually loud and energetic sister. Maybe it was the Princess. She had the kind of effect on others that caused them to shut up immediately.

After sending his sister back to her room with the promise to train with her that night, Pietro headed to a private training area of his. He had stumbled upon it a couple of years back, and for all he knew, no one else knew of it besides himself.

It wasn't a proper area with normal equipment; in fact, it was just an old abandoned courtyard. However, Pietro had found it to be one of the most secluded areas of Mist, perfect for his own personal training. He headed there quietly, not knowing that on the other side of Mist, a certain blue-eyed Princess was also heading towards the same place for the same reasons.

Perhaps it was fate that made them meet, for neither of them even suspected that one meeting would change both their lives for ever.

Well….how did I do? Pass, fail? Comments please!

Pietro and Kitty's first meeting will be next! I'm sorry if it's a bit draggy so far but please bear with me…I promise it'll get better as the story progresses!

Review! Please and thank you!