List and Strucker certainly got their wish; both Pietro and Wanda survived the experiment. When they had reached the time mark where most other subjects had died, they had hesitated. When they reached the time mark where Bea… died… it was then they showed no mercy, conducting their experiment on the twins as though they were lab rats rather than human beings. The pain had been so great, that had anyone had asked what had been done to them, neither twin could remember. Escorted to small, clear, yet separate cells, they lie in solitary torture as their blood boiled within, as their DNA was mutated.
Then, the clock was reset.
When both previously disastrous time marks passed, the scientists breathed sighs of relief. Pietro, amidst his yells of pain, could hear his sister's screams next door. While it killed him to hear his (little) twin sister in equal and torturous pain, he could only pray that it would end swiftly and soon; however, not as it had for their friend. For hours, hours that had felt like days, he had felt as though he had been on fire; however, finally the flames began to die down, receding into his core before going out completely. There was a moment of stillness before he felt as though he had been thrust into ice cold water, making him fly off his cot and across the room in shock. Shaking with adrenaline and terror, he paced the room as quick as he could, trying to calm himself. Next door, at the same instant, it sounded as though the room had exploded as Wanda let out a final shriek, sending the few fixtures in the room flying.
Through the thick pane of glass that formed a wall of his cell, he heard Strucker speak in amazement. "Incredible, inhuman speed and telekinesis."
"It's wonderful." List agreed.
Amidst his shuddering, Pietro could register that the inhuman speed referred to him as he stopped and stood shaking. Everything around him felt so slow, as though he were having an out of time experience. This would certainly take some time getting used to.
"Congratulations, Doctor." Strucker congratulated the short man beside him. "I feel we've only scratched the surface. We'll begin studying their abilities tomorrow."
As the agent turned to go, List stopped him. "What about the Braedon girl? What am I to do with her body."
"Bury her with the others. She's no use to us now." Strucker said as he left the room, leaving the pit of horror that had formed in Pietro's stomach to swallow him whole.
When the lab outside their cells had been shut down for the night and the twins lay in their separate cots, Pietro was about to pass out for the night when a whisper woke him up.
"Pietro?"
"Wanda?" He asked in relief, not having heard his sister's voice since the mutations had taken affect. Quickly he ran to their shared wall to listen closely. "I'm here sister, are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Brother, I could sense you." Wanda said in amazement. "I can sense everything in this building. I can move things with my mind too. It worked, the experiment worked!"
"It did. Tell me, have you ever noticed how slow the world moves?" He asked, zipping across the small space to sit on the cot.
Sensing her brother's aura moving at an inhuman speed in the cell next to hers, she smiled. "I suppose it would when you can move as fast as a bullet." She teased.
"If you think that's different, you should see my hair." He chuckled sadly as he pulled at a long strand of his now silver hair, his thoughts turning blue.
They lapsed into silence for a while before Wanda spoke again, almost as though she could sense what was on his mind. "Pietro, where is Beatrix? I can't find her."
Emitting a shaky sigh, he squeezed his eyes shut as tears began to form. "She's dead." He said. "She didn't make it."
If he had thought his sister's tortured screams as she had suffered through her transformation broke his heart, her broken screams mourning the loss of a friend she had seen as a sister absolutely shattered his heart as her cries rang in his ears.