Kill — I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours. (AU where Klara never left the facility and is fighting the X-Men/Americans/whoever for the Soviets)
Pietro didn’t expect to be here, ideally him and Wanda would be far from this place. Somewhere in Eastern Europe, watching the night sky as they warm their hands around mugs of melted chocolate. Her sweet breath turning to steam against the crisp night air. He’d watch her talk for hours, her toothy grins warming him more than his jacket.
Instead he’s here, watching her take hit after hit from a girl who couldn’t be more than half her age. He struggles beneath the mutant pinning him down, screaming her name amidst the cries of dozens of mutants who’d sought safety in Xavier’s halls. What idiots they all were, nowhere was safe. But especially not here. The petite brunette has Wanda by her neck, her knee in the center of her chest as his sister’s fingers crackle like something is suppressing her hexing. Seeing her legs scrambling against the ground, her fingernails digging into the girl’s arm...
Something breaks in him, an insatiable bloodlust and rage crawling somewhere buried in his gut. As the dam breaks, crumbles beneath the pressure, he forces his molecules to move faster. And faster. Until he’s moving straight into the mutant holding him down, the man’s bones break from the force of his movement. Shatter upon impact as Pietro runs through him rather than around him. And the blood in his eyes doesn’t keep him from gunning straight for the mutant girl on top of his sister.
Pietro had known he was capable of many things most people were not, but he was never capable of harming a child. But this girl was the one thing standing between him and the only person in the world that he loved. She deserves what she’s getting. He tells himself that as he rips her head back by her hair, his opposite hand vibrating through her core. Tearing her from Wanda, he yanks his arm out of her body and throws her to the ground where he watches her cough on her own blood. She seems much smaller up close, like if circumstances were different he would be killing for her instead.
