maximoff

the older twin

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CLINT:

“well, facts don’t matter then.” 

The archer pushes his fingers through his blonde hair, eyes staying focused on the kid while listening to him speak. “They won’t ever matter here — only whatever HE says.” Clint knows they have to play along for now, not wanting to put his family at risk. He sighs, but reaches out with his right hand to place it on Pietro’s shoulder. “Are you okay? I know all of this isn’t ideal.” He shouldn’t worry, not meaning for his fatherly instincts to come out, but they always will when it comes to the boy. [ @qckslvrspietro ]

pietro hated that everyone was playing along with this guy. sure, he heard word that there may have been something brewing in the works. but who knows how long that would take? he wanted to act now. take him down now. especially with nate, lila, and cooper to worry about. though they were also the reason he was at least a little more careful when it came to acting on his instincts. “i’m not the one to be worried about. how are the kids adjusting?” 

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“This looks too official considering the nonsense within.”

       prompt from: @ofscarletwitch​

“i know. i mean look at those things.” pietro shook his head as he watched the bots march people toward the castle (in the making?) from his coaching office at the university. “it’s like ultron all over again.” pietro clenched his jaw as he turned his head away from the window to look at his sister. “but now we don’t even have our powers to fight back. what are we supposed to do? pretend like this is our new life? we have to do something now, wanda.”

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“There’s a chance that tonight is the night you see me die on camera.”

      prompt from: @icyandthick

pietro looked at the guy, arms crossed over his chest. he could relate. ever since his powers had been dampened, he wouldn’t admit it but he was slightly embarrassed that he could no longer run as fast as he used to. he might’ve still been faster than everyone else but that didn’t stop the devastating blow. “i know. i mean, how am i supposed to get places quickly anymore? walk?”

[qckslvrspietro]

“Did you see his face?”

       prompt from: @hardasiron

pietro turned in his chair at the bar counter to see who erik was talking about. if he’d had his powers, he could’ve easily stood in front of the man to get a good look then be back at the counter within a second. but no, victor doom had to take his powers and render him to human speed. “no, i didn’t get a good look. why? you think he’s one of his guys?” pietro leaned in closer to the counter to make their conversation somewhat ‘private’.

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BILLY:

“I had this nightmare. It felt so real, but after waking up I realized it was more of a memory coming back to me that was long forgotten.” Billy doesn’t even remember much about that day, no older than seven years old — having his soul torn out from his body from Mephisto. Everything had gone dark fast, and that’s what he’s genuinely afraid of in having that happen again. “I just — don’t leave me alone, UNCLE. I don’t want to be alone.” He knows that they might have only met recently, but they were family at the end of the day. There wasn’t many options for FUN out here, but they could go inside to try finding something to do. “I’m not sure actually, I was hoping you’d have some ideas.”

pietro knew exactly how billy felt. he hated that anyone else, especially his nephew had to experience it too. whatever was hurting him, pietro wanted to help him forget about it and protect him from it. with a serious look on his face, pietro placed both his hands on the kid's shoulders as he would do to wanda. "i won't leave you alone, billy. I promise." pietro declared himself the king of having fun. "oh i have ideas. i just like to play nice every once in a while. you like pranks?"

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PETER PARKER:

if peter hadn’t been so caught up in his head about the nightmare he’d just had, he might have actually gone and investigated who had been screaming. that was sort of spider-man’s job, afterall. but instead he stood in the kitchen, eating chips out of a bag he’d found hidden in a cupboard that was probably a little stale, but he didn’t care. his senses blared just seconds before, and he almost dropped the bag when someone came speeding past, causing the dog at his feet to start barking and growling. “uh, a little,” he replied when he saw who had been running. “sandwich, it’s cool,” he says to his dog, patting him on the head to get him to stop barking. “i mean, i don’t know what i was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t that. was that you screaming?” he asked, raising a brow. “you have a nightmare too? seems to be a trend tonight.”

pietro thoroughly enjoys the look on peter's face after he'd sped into the kitchen. it was always fun when he startled people with his powers. "ah, good. builds character." he says while patting peter's shoulder. "your little dog's not a fan, huh?" he looks down at sandwich and chuckles. the laughter dies down when he asks about his nightmare. "oh that? that was nothing." he lied. it was the complete opposite of nothing but it wasn't exactly something he would enjoy talking about. "seems everybody is getting nightmares these days." the jungle most finally be driving everyone to their breaking points.

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ERIK:

“pietro maximoff, interesting name - are you related to wanda?“ he asked, raising a brow and trying to debate whether or not this man would do the very same that the young woman had done when she met him. giving a soft sort of sigh of impatience, erik closed his eyes before offering a tired smile.

“more to control the magnetic fields, but yes - i control metal if that makes better sense to you,“ he offered, raising a brow as he moved his hand upwards and forced a drawer of cutlery to open and pulled out an array of floating spoons. “see? but yes, i am better known as magneto but my name is erik lehnsherr, perhaps you know that name?“ he raised his gaze and stared solidly at the other man, connecting their eyes before dropping the spoons with a dramatic clang.

pietro’s eyes narrowed when he’d mentioned his sister. a little out of protectiveness but also out of curiosity. “yeah, she’s my sister.” he folded his arms over his chest as he started to take more of a look at the man. pietro was getting closer to figuring out how he knows him.

his hands waved at the in the detailed explanation of his powers. in all honesty, it wasn’t that important to him. he was more focused on trying to figure out why he knows him. and that probably wasn’t going to get him any closer to it. “erik lehnsherr? no way, that’s not possible.” his eyes widened a little. “you’re supposed to be an old man!”

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LORNA:

the night had taken an unexpected turn, nightmares seemed to creep into everyone’s mind, turning dangerous. lorna had a quick solution for herself – don’t sleep. she’d seen enough freddy krueger movies to deduce that. at least, she hoped it would keep her focused enough to figure out what was going on and what they could do to fix it. this is what took her to searching the shelters for any remaining hopes of coffee, even though she was sure it was likely the first product they ran out of here. her body stilled as she scrounged through the cabinets, looking in the direction of where she’d seen a blur from the corner of her eye.

“no, don’t worry about it, just got me off guard.” her lips pressed together in contemplation. she’d grown close to wanda, but she was only aware of who pietro was and their relation, and that he’d returned. “i was just looking for coffee, although i’d probably settle for just eating the coffee bean at this point.” she mused before turning to face him more. “i’m lorna.”

“ah next time i’ll just have to go faster then.” he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy scaring people when he would speed past them. “not sure how much luck you’ll have. i heard we’re running low on...” he paused as he opened cabinets, checking how much stock they had. “everything.” he nodded, expecting the shelves to not be as full as they were in the past several days. “pietro.” he’d heard about lorna in passing from wanda. any friend of his sisters would be a friend of his. “you know my sister, right? wanda?”

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WANDA:

she really shouldn’t have expected anything less from her brother. yet, still, she squeaks when he lifts her up and proceeds to run around the building. she’s relieved – and perhaps a little dizzy – as she’s set back down on her feet in the spot she’d previously been standing. sighing, she nods slowly as he says there’s nothing to worry about. “i – i had a nightmare.” she stated as she moved to sit down at the kitchen island, gesturing for her brother to do the same. “i said three little words and took powers away from millions of people. just like that.” she said with a snap of her fingers. “are you alright, pietro? why are you up so early?”

though he does enjoy every moment he can get to play around, especially with his sister, he takes her concerns very seriously. he was half hoping the journey around the building would bring her smile back. he laid a protective, yet comforting hand on wanda's shoulder. "everyone is okay. it was just a nightmare. you don't have to worry about them." he shook his head. and though he didn't want to cause his sister anymore pain, he knew he couldn't lie about the troublesome night he'd had. "i had a nightmare too. i thought I lost you." he could still remember the dream so vividly, it felt so real.

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CHO:

he’s just about finished with his tea. amadeus couldn’t shake off the feeling that pythagoras dupree was alive somewhere and he’s out to get him—not after he failed the first time and his parents and sister were collateral damage. he knew he shouldn’t be thinking that way, not when they were all out here in dinosaur land and dupree was long dead. but no one really ever dies here. loki was testament to that fact. even agent romanoff and tony stark. so who’s to say dupree was actually dead now? amadeus shook his head, leaning against the island and letting out a sigh. it was no use thinking about that when he could be focusing on something else instead—like the numerous equations he left at the lab. he should be working on that instead of getting worked up over dupree.

and he was caught off-guard when someone rushed past him like him and suddenly there was a white-haired male at the counter. he was totally blaming that on his preoccupation with dupree. “how’d you do that?,” he asked instead, ignoring the other’s question. “that was sick, man. do you teleport like illy?”

he intended to go for a snack or grab something for breakfast when the guy behind him seemed to be fascinated by his powers. and of course pietro was always one to showboat. he had cool powers and if someone else was interested in what he could do, why shouldn't he show him what he could do? "teleport? no, i'm just very fast." he undersold himself for the sole purpose that he was going to demonstrate how very fast he is. in a matter of seconds pietro prepared himself a sandwich. though in his eyes he was taking his sweet time. waiting for the reaction on his face, pietro took a bite of his sandwich before saying his favorite five words. "what? you didn't see that coming?"

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ERIK:

erik side-stepped and blinked when he realized that one moment he was alone and the next he certainly wasn’t. “no, i just was assuming i had some time to myself in this…” he looked around at his surroundings, letting out a softened sigh before glancing back to the other. “…kitchen.” he frowned, this was probably one of the worst kitchens he had to be in, but at least there was one and he could tolerate it enough until he could get out and find someplace else.

“who are you? you seem familiar.“ he added, trying to get a reading of the man before him and finding that the familiar sense he gave off was something akin to lorna. and yet it was completely different. he walked around the other, carefully keeping an eye on him as he moved to look into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. “my name is magneto, perhaps you’ve heard of me?“

pietro's first move is to grab coffee. though it might not help seeing that his metabolism already moves quick, it can't hurt to try. he would really prefer not to go back to sleep. he was hardly paying any attention to the other guy in the kitchen. and even though he was in a small space, pietro uses his powers all the time.

he only stopped to actually take a look at him when the man seemed curious about him. "my name? pietro maximoff." usually if someone was asking who he was he wouldn't give them a straight answer unless he was sure about who they were. but the man was right, he looked and felt familiar. "magneto? like the guy that controls metal?" he knew this guy. he knows the guy who’s his and wanda’s dad is erik lehnsherr, but this guy was way too young to be his father. 

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BILLY:

It was concerning to see his nightmare manifest into something REAL, or at least it looks to be that way — Billy wasn’t getting closer to find out for sure or not. Mephisto wasn’t someone he needed to be near, not after what happened in his first life. His attention grabbed by his UNCLE that ran by, not phased because when your own twin has the same set of powers you become used to the super-speed. “Not me that’s for sure. We can keep each other company, how about that? It’s a bit lonely out here.”

“what’s keeping you from wanting to sleep?” pietro looked at the kid, raising a hand to his shoulder. he didn’t expect to come back into this world suddenly an uncle, but just learning about billy before he’d already decided there was nothing he wouldn’t do for him. in so many ways, even if he came from another reality, billy reminded pietro of his sister. “i like the sound of that. what should we do first?” 

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CLINT:

The situation wasn’t ideal, but it did bring everyone together. Everyone was spread out back in the city — preoccupied with their own lives. It’s okay they’re all adults here with stuff to do. He just wishes they could get together more beyond when a disaster is going on. “It’s like we’ve been thrown into a JURASSIC PARK ride.” Which isn’t the best comparison, but with so many hardships going on since arriving it sounds accurate.  His family continues to grow, and doesn’t hesitate about accepting Pietro into it.

Nate is laughing happily, smiling more than he ever has since they showed up here. “I have two teenagers too — they’re exploring somewhere at the moment I think.” He says watching the two interact. “Nate here though looks up to you.”

though pietro himself had seen hard times, he tried to see the best in things. it was too easy to let their situation bum everyone out and the better they could make it, the better they could survive it. plus with the volunteers scouting out into the jungle, they've felt the closest they've ever had to find a way out. "yes, like that movie! that was such a great movie." either way, pietro wouldn't forget the bond he has with clint and his family.

it meant everything to him to see the kid smiling. pietro already felt the brotherly bond towards the younger kid. then to hear there were more. "really! you've gotta introduce me soon! what are their names?" he's almost surprised he never knew this before but during a battle, it's kind of hard to make chit chat.

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WANDA:

being connected to and aware of other realities could be a good thing at times, but one reality in particular had always given her fear. this version of herself had uttered a mere three words and taken powers from an entire population of people. and she’d had a nightmare of just that – no more mutants. those words escaped her lips. a surge of power erupts aroudn her and she wakes, not realizing at first it was a nightmare. and the fact that she was donning the same dress from the nightmare – a long scarlet dress with a gold trim along the top and then running down the center of the dress – only confused her more, and made her believe that she had actually done it. panicking, she hurried out of her room and downstairs, where she finds another person. “do you – do you have powers?” she asks them. it’s out of the blue, and the panic is clear on her face. “do you still have them? please tell me you–,” she stops abruptly, her voice shaking with fear that she’d done something horrible.

pietro had woken from his own nightmare, shaken to his core. but when he was able to wake up and he could still feel that his sister was nearby, the worry faded away. downstairs he was preparing himself a sandwich before he would go out to help those that volunteered when his sister came rushing into the room. he put his food down and speeds over to her, hands on her shoulders. “wanda, what’s wrong?” he starts off asking, her face looked clearly disheveled. “i still have my powers.” with that he lifted her up and sped his way around and outside the building and then back into the building back to her original place. after speeding to the kitchen to start a pot of tea for her, then standing in front of her again. “see? nothing to worry about.”

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BILLY:

The witch had to get some air, stepping out to try making sense of what happened in the NIGHTMARE he woke up from an hour ago. The FEAR expressed was  so unexpected that HE wasn’t aware of how much it had manifested into such an intense worry. This body was his second one, a reincarnation after MEPHISTO took his soul. What he dreamt of last night was of the demon taking his soul again for a second time. His eyes staring down the image of him in the far distance, a twisted smirk on the hallucination’s face while staring Billy down. His body turns hearing someone approach. “You can’t sleep either?”

pietro’s nightmare resonated with him for a while after. and no amount of running could help him escape it. especially because while on a run he came across who he thought was his sister. when he approached her she’d just fallen lifeless into his arms. it took a while for him to realize it wasn’t actually her when she’d disappeared into thin air in his arms. pietro sped by the kid, needing to get away from the last area he was just in. “no, but who needs sleep anyway?” his mood was certainly tainted after the haunting encounter.

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CLINT:

There had been plenty of time where Clint mourned for Pietro — feeling guilty for not being able to do SOMETHING to save him. He had a child in his arms at the time, and his heart had been heavy ever since. Now they they’re reunited he doesn’t want to focus on the negative, the tears that could be shed, but instead on the fact the kid was actually here. He died for him, and he has done plenty with his life to make it worth it. The children obvious of that — especially Nate here.

“I’ve had a tough few years with everything — but despite being stuck in dinosaur land I’M OKAY.” He says with giving a thumbs up, also paired with a smile too. He has gone through a lot of traumatic experiences between losing his kids then losing his best friend — oh god.  The pure moment here with Pietro meeting Nate is a reminder that GOOD things still exist.

“I heard that you’re a HERO!” Nate says still looking at the speedster in awe of him being HERE.

other than the worst nightmare he’d experienced in the past few months, pietro’s grown to like the place. he knows it’s strange to enjoy a place that people got trapped in and are having trouble in, but getting to be surrounded by the people he cared for was something he would’ve taken for granted. “dinosaur land isn’t so bad. like a live amusement park, no?” he laughed, shrugging, trying to make the best of their current situation. getting to meet clint’s kid. he was more grateful for that then he could express into words. 

“well that is quite the honor coming from you, kid!” he smiled as he reached over to ruffle his hair. he was already thinking about all the fun trouble they could get into.