Did you find it hard to breathe?

Did you cry so much that you could barely see?

In the darkness all alone, and no one cares.

There's no one there.

Chapter Two

A giant gun came out of the ground and shot at Pietro. He fell to the ground, blood pouring from a hole in his side. The man holding the gun laughed, a deep horrible sound that made Wanda's skin crawl. She tried to get to Pietro, but it was like she was running through quicksand. "Wanda," Pietro groaned. "Help me."

Wanda sat up suddenly, screaming loudly. Her face was drenched in sweat and she couldn't see because her brown hair was tangled around her head.

She sat for a moment, waiting for Pietro to come and comfort her, but she had forgotten that he would never comfort her again.

Bucky ran in, swinging his gun to and fro wildly. "What? Are you all right?"

Wanda nodded, brushing away her tears. She didn't like other people to see her cry. Bucky just stared at her, wishing he could take away her pain, and not really knowing how to reassure her.

Clint knocked on the wall next to the curtain. "Hey, can I come in?"

"Of course." Wanda cleared her throat and tried to make herself look presentable.

Clint ducked under the curtain. "I thought maybe you could come up to the tower for some breakfast."

Wanda glanced at Pietro's body. She didn't want to leave him, but she didn't want to be rude and refuse to go. "That would be fine." She agreed reluctantly, getting up from her position and stretching.

Bucky walked next to her.

"Wait." Wanda stopped and turned to Bucky. "The last time I saw you, you didn't remember me. How do you remember me now?"

Bucky shrugged. "I had a vague memory of you reading a book to me. Then I remembered who you were. But I don't remember much else about you. Just that I needed to protect you."

"I will help restore all of your memories." Wanda promised.

They walked through the lobby of Avengers Tower, to the elevator and Wanda tried to ignore the looks people sent her way. Clint took her hand, surprising her. He smiled at her.

She half smiled back at him and left her hand in his. Bucky followed along close behind. Wanda halted just outside the elevator. She had only been in an elevator one other time and they made her nervous.

"It's okay," Clint assured her, ushering her inside and pushing the button for the twentieth floor.

Wanda gulped. Twentieth floor? She clutched Clint's hand tighter and squeezed her eyes shut. They made it the right floor and Wanda let out her breath.

Clint took Wanda and Bucky to the kitchen where he seated them on the stools at the counter and then proceeded to make some eggs.

Tony marched into the room in sweatpants and a t shirt. "Jarvis! Where is my morning coffee?!"

Vision had fixed it so that Jarvis' consciousness was restored, and Tony was making up for lost time by shouting out everything he needed.

Tony stopped short when he caught sight of Wanda. "Uh, what is she doing here?" He noticed Bucky and his eyes widened. "And what is he doing here?" He threw his hands in the air. "What is going on?"

Clint held up his spatula. "Calm down, Stark. They're Avengers."

Tony frowned. "Last time I checked, Roboboy was trying to kill us and Sabrina the Teenage Witch over here was trying to twist our minds so we would see our biggest fears. When did they become Avengers?"

"When I decided they were." Clint replied easily, transferring the eggs from the pan to four plates. "Now come sit down and eat."

Bucky scarfed down his eggs so fast he choked several times. Wanda wondered how long it had been since he's last eaten. She poked at her eggs, not really feeling like eating.

Thor burst in and went right to the cabinet, pulling out Lucky Charms cereal and noisily eating it. As soon as he finished, he wiped his mouth and stood. "Captain America wants all of us gathered in the training room. Wear your new outfits."

Then he left as abruptly as he had entered. Wanda blinked several times, before standing and putting her uneaten plate of food on the counter. "I will go get dressed."

She went out the door and down the hall until she found a door with her name on it. She opened the door and half smiled. It looked almost exactly like her old room when she and Pietro had lived with the pickpockets.

The whole room was done in red and black. A red canopy hung above her bed and under her bed was a black and red striped carpet. Wanda took off her shoes and dug her toes into the carpet. It was very soft. Almost like walking on a cloud.

There was a window seat with red pillows and a double window that opened outwards. Wanda smoothed the red comforter on the bed. It felt like silk.

A roomy closet was on the opposite wall. Wanda swung open the closet door to find several outfits, including one that she presumed was the new outfit Thor had been talking about.

It consisted of black pants, a black shirt and a red jacket that came down to her hips. She slipped it on and examined herself in the full length mirror on the wall next to her closet. It fit her well.

Wanda left her room and shut the door behind her. Looking left and right, she wondered which way she was supposed to go.

Suddenly, Captain America stepped out of another room down the hall. He saw Wanda standing there and walked over to her.

Wanda inwardly braced herself for the cold shoulder or at least a little anger like Tony had shown. But instead, she got something very different.

"We haven't really been properly introduced." Steve shook her hand, rather gently for a man with enhanced strength. "I'm Steve Rogers. You can just call me Steve if you want."

"My name is Wanda Maximoff." Wanda responded shyly.

Steve was very handsome. He had the classic American look, with his chiseled features, blue eyes and blondish hair. Very blue eyes, in fact. Much like her brother's.

"Why aren't you angry with me?" Wanda asked curiously, unable to stop herself.

Steve smiled at her. "I know what it's like to volunteer to be experimented on for the sake of your country."

For the first time since arriving at Avengers Tower, Wanda felt like someone understood her.

"Would you like me to show you the way to the training room?" Steve offered. "It's easy to get lost in here."

Wanda smiled gratefully. "That would be nice, thank you."

Steve kept up a steady stream of chatter all the way to the training room. Wanda appreciated that as she didn't have to try to fill the silence herself.

They met Bucky on the way there. Steve still seemed unsure of how to act around Bucky. Wanda decided to help him along.

"Steve was just telling me about his favorite kind of fighting move." Wanda lightly touched Bucky's arm to get his attention. "Didn't you say your favorite move was the kick and flip combo?"

Bucky nodded and began describing exactly what it was. Steve interjected every once in a while, asking a question about this or that. Wanda was proud of herself for getting them to communicate.

When they arrived, Steve left to get Natasha, Bucky retreated into a corner, and Wanda went to line up with the other Avengers.

They didn't really do any training; everyone just sat around a table and talked about what their training would be about. Wanda sat quietly and listened, hoping that maybe someday she would actually feel like an Avenger.

Steve finished their meeting with an encouragement to forget people's past mistakes, because they were now Avengers or something like that.

Wanda was thankful, but she wasn't sure that his speech would do any good.

Just then, the alarms went off loudly and red lights flashed everywhere.

A.N- The reason I uploaded another chapter so fast is because I will be going on vacation Wednesday and I won't be able to update. I should have the next chapter up by Monday or Tuesday since we are returning on Saturday. Thank you for all the reviews I got :D I am really excited for this story. Oh, and just to clarify, if you do like Brutasha I am not going to be mad at you haha Please review more, because, as I said, I really love reviews.

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