Worn chapter 3

The Professor was outside the Brotherhood house. He had to tell them what had happened to their housemate. Now that he was here, he wondered if they cared. Logan stood next to him.

They went over to the door and Logan knocked on it. They waited several minutes before it finally opened to reveal Lance standing at the door.

"What do YOU want?" he said harshly.

"I just wish to talk to you."

"About what? If it's to try and convince us about joining than you can forget it!"

"It's nothing like that."

"Than what?" Lance hissed.

"It's about Pietro."

"What about him?"

"May I come in?" Lance looked at both of them briefly before talking.

"Yeah."

In the living room-

Everyone had gathered together and the Brotherhood glared at the two X-men. Logan had come incase they tried to start something.

"So," Lance started. "What did you want to talk about?" he said, not letting up his glare.

"You've noticed Pietro gone haven't you?" they nodded while Wanda spoke up.

"Where is that idiot?" she yelled. "I'm going to kill him!"

"He tried to commit suicide."

"So?" Toad said. "He was a traitor, yo."

"What would you do if your father was a powerful mutant? Would you be able to go against his word?" only Wanda had an answer.

"I do!"

"But your powers are stronger and more used for battle them his aren't they?"

"He left me in an asylum!"

"How was he to get you out? You know how much security they had on you."

"Why didn't he try to stop them from taking me away?" she yelled back.

"How old were the both of you? And wasn't Magneto there?" Wanda couldn't think of anything to yell back this time. Instead, she clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.

No one said anything for minutes before Fred spoke. "So, where is he?"

"A mental ward in Bayville. I just wanted to tell you what happened." The Professor said as he left as well as Logan. They left them to dwell in their own thoughts.

At the mental ward-

Pietro laid on his back on his bed just starring up at the ceiling. He wasn't concentrating on the ceiling however, he was just thinking about various things that swirled around in his head.

He heard the door open and looked over to see who it was.

"Hey Benji."

"Hey, I didn't disrupt you did I?"

"Nah, just thinking."

"Oh, well wanna know what that empty room is for?" Pietro propped himself up on his elbows, now curious.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Come on. I'll show you." with that said, Pietro got off his bed and fallowed Benji out into the hall.

As they walked toward the empty room, Pietro noticed his ankle seemed a lot better than yesterday. He also noticed then that when Benji walked he would occasionally stop or take (a) step(s) backward than continue forward. Pietro didn't ask, he thought it was none of his business.

They reached the empty room which was now open. As Pietro peered inside, he saw others in the room. Benji walked in while Pietro walked after him.

The head nurse was there along with an assistant but they stood near the door. There was an unfamiliar adult along with unfamiliar boys who Pietro assumed stayed at the ward. He also saw Konnor, Lyle, and Ralf while Hyram was not there.

They all seemed to be gathered around something so Pietro approached like Benji had already done. All the boys seemed happy about something but Pietro didn't know why until he saw what they were gathered around.

A short haired, brown colored dog (who was slightly overweight) stood with its' tough hanging out happily.

"She's a therapy dog." Benji told Pietro. (AN/ this moment inspired by dogs for adoption Ma) Pietro looked at the dog as she approached him happily before sitting down in front of him and licking his hand. Pietro petted her head than smiled slightly. They dog got up and walked around to the others.

"Her name's Cinna." Konnor said.

"Nice name." Pietro responded before turning back to Cinna and to a woman holding a leash that was attached to the dog.

"Ok now, we have to go." many of the boys sighed and groaned. "Sorry everyone." she said as the nurse and the assistants tried to get everyone out of the room so the handler and Cinna could leave.

As the room emptied, the T.V. area became full. Pietro decided to go to the library area where he noticed Konnor sitting in a chair alone. He looked paranoid and curled up. Pietro kept walking out of shyness. He decided then to go back to his room, until he heard his name being called. He turned around to see who it was.

"Hey Ralf..." Pietro was confused. Didn't Benji say he didn't interact with people?

"If you're wondering why I'm talking I started again awhile ago. Most people don't know."

"Oh..."

"I'm not gunna be here much longer but I'm sure you are!"

"W-what...?" Pietro was stunned.

"Suicidal idiot!" he laughed than hit Pietro's head with the book he was holding before walking away.

Pietro slowly walked back to his room but his mind kept being pulled in and out of his control. He finally reached his door, he looked at the knob and when he went to touch it to open the door he saw a car door with a metal handle. It was raining and cold. He felt as though someone were there watching him like a vulture. His father.

"Pietro!...Pietro!" Pietro opened his eyes slowly and saw Benji, the head nurse and assistants around him. He was laying on the floor against the door.

"What the hell...?" he said as they helped him up. Once standing, the assistants still supported him slightly and helped him to his bed before leaving once he seemed fine. Benji was in their room with him.

"I found you passed out there when I came."

"I saw something...from my past again." Pietro said while he laid on his bed.

"You know what's gunna happen now, don't you?" Pietro shook his head. "They're gunna prescribe medication sooner." Pietro didn't know what to think of this.

"What the hell time is it?" Pietro asked.

"6:00 p.m."

"Hey Benji?"

"Yeah?"

"What are the other buildings and floors for?"

"The other buildings; women's ward and children's ward."

"And the other floors?"

"I dunno."

"What do you thinks' on those floors?"

"More people I guess. There are people on this floor you hardly ever see if ever."

"Why?"

"They always stay in their rooms. People have to bring food to the ones who won't go to the cafeteria to eat and stuff like that."

"What's up with Ralf?" Benji knew what he meant right away.

"He's been...changing. He wasn't always like this..." Benji thought back.

There was a sudden knock at the door before it opened and Nurse Annett appeared.

"Dr. Merten needs to see you." Pietro briefly looked at Benji before leaving with Nurse Annett. They walked to a door that Pietro hadn't noticed before. Nurse Annett opened it and Pietro stepped inside before she closed the door behind him.

In the room a man with gray hair, beard and mustache sat in a big chair by a desk. "Come, sit." he said while motioning to a chair in front of the desk. Pietro obliged.

"Pietro, do you know why you fainted earlier?"

"No."

"Any feelings before you fainted?"

"I saw something...a memory..." the Doctor wrote something down on a paper in front of him.

"Any dreams?"

"Just memories..." he nodded at Pietro.

"Do you dream of memories while you sleep?"

"I dream weird things. Sometimes they are memories."

"Are you depressed?" Pietro didn't answer and tried to look away. "Are you?"

"Yes..."

"What else do you feel?"

"I don't know!" he yelled as he clenched his hands into fists.

"Ok. Calm down." the conversation had caused him to have several flashbacks at once. Pietro grabbed his head and fell out of his chair. He laid on the ground with his eyes shut tight. He became completely oblivious to the world around because he was trapped in his past.

Dr. Merten had pushed a button signaling the assistants to come in. "Take him to the medical room." Dr. Merten said as they picked the teen up and carried him to the room. They put him down on a bed and Nurse Annett came in to the laying Pietro. His body twitched noticefully.

The amount of flashbacks had caused him to end up in the medical room. The staff feared that he'd pass out again and hurt himself if he had more. It was only a temporary solution until the Professor came tomorrow who they had already called.

The nurse checked his vital signs then ordered another nurse to watch him and tell her if there were any changes.

The morning-

Pietro's eyes fluttered open. He was lying on a hospital bed, he saw, and looked over to see Nurse Annett.

"Oh, good. You're awake." she spoke.

"What happened?"

"You fainted again." she answered as Pietro sat up. "Professor Xavier is coming soon." Pietro hit his face at this. "Everyone was worried about you." an assistant walked in.

"Nurse Annett, he's here."

"If you'll excuse me." she said while getting up and leaving with the assistant.

Pietro sat cross legged now on the bed. He stared at the wall for awhile before putting his face in his hands.

"Let's go, Pietro."

"What?" Pietro said as he looked up. He was outside and it was raining. "No-no. Not again!" he turned around to see Magneto. "N-no...no!" He covered his eyes again.

"No, no, no, no, no..." He repeated again and again.

"Pietro? Are you ok?" Pietro slowly, cautiously looked up and around and saw he was back in the medical room. Next to him stood Hank and Xavier.

"Are you alright?" Xavier asked to the panting Pietro. Pietro jumped off the bed suddenly. The two mutants stepped toward him.

"Stay back."

"Pietro. Calm down." Pietro continued backing away.

"Stay away from me!" Images of Magneto and Wanda flushed in his head.

"Pietro..." They stepped closer still as Pietro stepped away.

"Stay the fuck away from me!" The teen knocked various bottles of medicine off the desks. They shattered on the floor and became a mess of liquid, shards, and pills on the ground. This caused two assistants to enter the room. They saw Pietro and rushed toward him. Pietro picked up a big shard of glass and pointed it at them.

The glass, which he held, cut into his hand and blood dripped onto the floor. Because of the mess of the shards on the floor, Xavier was unable to use his powers to calm him down. The assistants had stopped toward Pietro and now stood in front of him.

"Beast," Xavier told the blue mutant who nodded.

Hank walked till he was in front of Pietro who pointed the glass at him. "Put it down." he said calmly. Pietro shook his head slowly before dropping the glass. Now that Hank was close to Pietro, Xavier was able to use telekinesis on him. Pietro fell limp and Beast caught him. He picked him up and the assistants motioned for them to fallow as they walked out the door.

They fallowed them to the padded room where Xavier and Hank went in and the assistants closed the door behind them. Hank put Pietro sitting against the wall. A nurse came in and gave Hank bandages, cleaning alcohol, and a cloth for Pietro's hand then left.

Hank poured the liquid onto the cloth than wiped Pietro's hand with it. Pietro watched drowsily. Hank then wrapped the boy's hand in a bandage then looked up at the Professor.

Pietro hung his head. "Pietro, look at me." Xavier spoke. There was a pause before his head looked up and showed tears on his cheeks but his face was emotionless looking. "Pietro, I'm going to look inside your head. It may hurt a little." and with that, Xavier touched the boy's head and searched his memories.

Xavier saw when Wanda was being taken away; her screaming and Pietro looking down at the ground in the rain. Their father stood unreadable next to his son. After that he saw fragments of other memories as if Pietro was not ready yet to show him them fully. He saw a glimpse of an orphanage. He saw papers being ripped up and felt pain from the boy both physical and mental.

Xavier came out of Pietro's head. Pietro slid down the wall to a laying position. "I'll have to come back to work with him; at least once a week." He said to Hank who nodded.

"Pietro fell asleep, he must be exhausted." Hank said looking at the teen sleeping on the floor.

"We should tell them in a day he will be able to go out of this room. I calmed the flashbacks down a little. We should prescribe a medication for him, an anti-depressant for now." Hank nodded again and they left the room leaving Pietro to sleep.