This chapter is another version of what Pietro might have done in Where Pietro Was In Impact. When Magneto is thought to be dead, Pietro does some thinking about his past.

Where Pietro Was In Impact

Pietro was sitting on a park bench alone. Apocalypse had just killed his father and he needed to be by himself.

He and the rest of the Brotherhood had been watching the news (okay, the news popped up when they were watching How I Met Your Mother) and saw Magneto attack the dome Apocalypse made in Mexico.

They saw the powerful, ancient mutant rise from the done and killed Magneto without even touching him.

Wanda had been so upset, she ran up to her room to cry her eyes out. Lance, Freed, and Todd stared at the TV with shocked expressions on their faces. Their eyes were wide and their jaws dropped. Pietro just leaned against the wall, arms folded, expression emotionless.

His father just died. You'd think he'd be sad and cry like his sister and show some emotion, but he wasn't.

Lance noticed this and looked at his best friend with worry.

"You okay, Tro?"

"Fine," the speed demon said, flatly. "I'm going out."

And so here he was, sitting alone in the park. Not feeling anything.

'Why aren't I sad about my father being dead,' thought Pietro. 'I should be in tears, begging him to not be dead and that what I saw was fake.'

But then he remember his father wasn't really a father to him. He never hugged him, gave him a kiss on the cheek, looked at him with pride and/or love. Nothing. All Magneto did was bark orders at Pietro, made him feel worthless, trained him 'till his body ached, stabbed him with needles he claimed would help him, and took his sister away from him.

Pietro and Wanda both had suffered from the man who called himself their father.

'Wanda went through hell because of that asshole. And instead of taking what he deserved like a man, he had her memeries altered. He's no man. He's a monster.'

And what about Pietro? He had suffered just as much. He did everything that was asked of him, even ditching his friends, all for him just so he could love him.

'He never loved me. He probably never even wanted me.'

He wished everyday his father never found him and Wanda the day their mother died from cancer. They would've been better off in an orphanage. At least there, no one would've made them use their powers for their own self reasons, or use needles on them to try and make them stronger, and no one would've split them up.

'He deserved what he got,' thought Pietro. 'He deserves to be dead now.'

He saw a man walking in the park, holding his four year old little boy. Both father and son were smiling, happy. The little boy told his father he loved him and the father told his son he loved him too. The father kiss his son's forehead and the boy gave out a happy giggle.

A tear trailed down Pietro's cheek. 'Why couldn't you love me, Magneto?'

Pietro stood up. It didn't matter anymore. Magneto was gone. He didn't need to try and please him anymore. He could finally live and not worry if Magneto aprroved of his choices. He wouldn't have him telling him what to do or be forced to do his dirty work.

'It's time a start anew. Just like Magneto, the old Pietro needs to die, so a newer, better one can be born.'

With that, Pietro ran home.