Violet groaned as she slumped against a column in the church. They had destroyed many of the robots and some had run away but now they had to find a way off this rock. The silver haired boy, whose name she had yet to really learn, walked over to her and stared at her. "Pietro." When Violet continued staring at him, he sighed and rolled his neck a bit to get the kinks out. "That's my name. Pietro Maximoff. That's my sister Wanda over there. What's your name?" Violet reached out tentatively and grabbed Pietro's hand. V-I-O-L-E-T. She spelled her name slowly on Pietro's hand and hoped he would understand. The boy sighed and called his sister over. "Here, you know English letters better than I do. She can't talk and she's trying to tell us her name." Wanda held out her palm and Violet touched her hand slowly, hoping she could hold her power back long enough. "Violet. Her name is Violet." She nodded quickly and Wanda smiled at her, slowly reaching her hand toward Violet's face.
"Do you mind if I read you? The others want to know if they can trust you." Violet took a step back in shock then looked around to notice the others watching them carefully, their hands on their weapons still. Taking Wanda's hand again, she slowly spelled out a warning. Careful. Dangerous. She nodded and put her hand on Violet's face before closing her eyes. Wanda looked to be concentrating to the extreme then suddenly cried out in pain and Violet whined in discomfort, trying to pull away. Wanda's other hand grabbed the girl's shoulder, indicating to her that she shouldn't move. After another tense moment, Wanda's eyes snapped open and Pietro was shocked to find them filled with tears. Looking directly at her brother, she whispered something to him in a different language.
Wanda stepped back from the girl who looked down at her feet, ashamed of the things Wanda had seen. "She can be trusted. She is an enhanced but not willingly; they kidnapped her. She is from Ohio and she can talk but her voice seems to have been scared away for now." Iron Man stepped forward and Violet flinched. Reliving all the horrors that happened to her had made her slightly jumpy. "Hey kid, if you want I can run a facial scan after all this is over and we can try to find your family." Violet shook her head slowly and looked around before staring at Captain America, tilting her head in the direction Ultron had been blasted. "Guys I think she's trying to tell us that we need to get focused on the task at hand. If we survive this, she'll have plenty of time to figure things out." They began to run back into the city to find stragglers and get them into the relative safety of buildings. "What about the core?" Hawkeye looked worried and Wanda volunteered to watch over it.
Violet stood next to the woman and listened as she heard loud engines approaching the city. "SHIELD is here to help us. They're going to take the people off the city so we can find a way to blow it up." Shifting her feet, Violet wondered if she'd be able to break something this big. Her thoughts were interrupted by Pietro sliding back into the church, tossing a few robot pieces around. The two had a short conversation about Pietro coming back to get Wanda once people were safe on the boats. "You know I'm twelve minutes older than you." Wanda laughed and rolled her eyes. "Go. Take Violet with you." She pushed Violet at Pietro and without another word the speedster picked the woman up and took off running. Violet kept her eyes open the entire time Pietro was running, absolutely enthralled with the speed. I would love to be able to do this all the time. I don't think I'd ever stop running.
Pietro set Violet down and she could see the safety boat that was latched onto the side of the city. People were crowding onto them and Pietro pushed her towards one. "I will run through to check for extra people. Get on boat and wait for me, yes?" The woman nodded and began jogging toward the boat. Pietro sped off and Violet immediately slowed down to a walk. She didn't want to get on a boat unless she knew Pietro and Wanda were both safe. Noticing Hawkeye stepping off the boat and running, the woman took a few steps in that direction then stood still and watched as he grabbed a young boy out of a stairwell. Violet didn't realize that she was standing out in a very open area and she flinched when she heard gunshots being fired. A bullet hit her on her right hip with enough force to spin her in an almost complete circle. Her mouth opened in a scream but nothing came out.
She watched as the bullets made a path toward Hawkeye and Violet felt something bubbling up in her chest. Her mouth opened again and she tried to scream or say something to warn him but nothing came out. Panicking, she turned her head and saw the blur that was Pietro. He was running straight toward Barton and Violet could only watch in horror. A car suddenly overturned in front of Barton and the jet was finally past them, bullets stopping. Pietro stood where the bullets had just been, holes in his chest and blood running down his body. "PIETRO!" Violet's voice finally clawed its way out of her chest and she screamed his name as she ran toward him.
When she reached him, Captain America was picking the young boy up and Barton had Pietro in his arms. They took him to a boat with Violet right behind them. The young boy ran to his mother's arms and she began crying with relief but her crying stopped for a moment when she noticed Violet watching her. The woman flinched and held her son tighter as the girl's grey eyes and blank face scared her more than this entire fiasco. If that woman had watched her son better, this wouldn't have happened and Pietro wouldn't have gotten hurt. Violet looked away from the woman suddenly as she heard Pietro cough, a disgusting wet sound. The medic standing over him was shaking his head slowly. "I'm sorry, he's almost gone. Say your goodbyes now then we'll move the body once he's gone." Hawkeye was lying on some seats right next to Pietro and turned to look at the young man on the floor. "I don't know what to say. I'm not good with this sappy stuff. You're a hero you quick little bastard. I'm going to name my son after you kid, just so you know."
Pietro smiled slightly at that but coughed again, his face contorted in pain. Violet crouched next to Pietro and reached her and toward him slowly, her hand shaking from the pain in her hip but that didn't matter right now. "Hey girl, don't touch him. You'll put him in even more pain." Hawkeye reached out toward her and cried out suddenly as his fingers touched Violet's and all his fingers suddenly broke. The first emotion he had seen cross her face and it just so happened to be anger. It was too hard to be anger though, it was as though she was infuriated with the world and all her pain leaked through that expression. Turning her gaze away from him, Violet's face softened as she looked at Pietro but her face quickly became blank again. She was reigning in her emotions and locking them away until she was done. This was going to take a lot of power.
Violet watched the gold gust cover her palm and set her mind to the most powerful fixing setting she could muster. She touched Pietro's chest with both hands and the man under her arched in pain before he lost consciousness. The bullets pulled their way out of his body and the wounds began closing right before everyone's eyes. Blood that had pooled around him began seeping back into his body and his face got some color back. Barton had watched this entire thing in awe, holding his broken fingers and noticed the healing was slowing down. Violet's face was pale and her whole body was shaking violently.
That's when he noticed the blood leaking from her hip and the bullet hole that went completely through her body. She had lost a lot of blood and the more she healed Pietro, the more blood she lost. "Come on Violet. You can do this! You've got it in you, I know it! He's almost healed, just a little bit more!" Hawkeyes words of encouragement reached Violet's ears and she closed her eyes as she gave a final push with her powers. Opening her eyes and taking her hands off Pietro, she saw that he was completely healed, without even a scar to show what had happened. Looking up at Hawkeye, she smiled at him slowly and motioned at his fingers. She reached out to fix them when she suddenly fell to the side and into the seats by Barton's legs. Her head cracked loudly against the plastic seat and that was the last thing she heard before she lost consciousness.
A.N. Please review! I don't know how much longer I'm going to make this story. I'm stuck between two different endings so let me know what you guys want! There's the shorter one that will end in another chapter or a longer one that will show more of a relationship happening between the twins and Violet which would take a few more chapters! So please let me know!