Magneto relocated his lair. Wanda was still out from the paralysis solution. He banged on the wall of his new hideout. "I'm not through with you Pietro. I will succeed and there's nothing you or the X men can do to stop me." He spoke to himself in a sinister tone.
Suddenly, a woman with a swampy green hair color walked in the room. "You requested for me Mr. Magneto?" She asked with a firm voice.
"Yes, I did. I hear you are head of an organization that deals with bio-technology. HYDRA I presume." Magneto said beguilingly. "Yes, we do. Is there anything you would like for us to assist you with?" She spoke as two men walked in behind her.
"I would like for you to do something for me. Something neither of you can fail to do." Magneto spoke with a strict tone. "Anything you say. Just tell me what to do." She said evilly. "Very well, this is my proposition for you Miss." Magneto started. She interrupted, "Please Magneto sir, allow me to introduce ourselves. This here is Gauntlet." she gestured to a green-skinned mutant with a robotic eye, "This here is Omega red," She said gesturing to the Russian man in a red suit, "As for me, you can call me Viper." she grinned a sinister grin.
To be continued...
At the Boardinghouse
Storm and Jean were making their way back to the institute. The route they took led them over the boardinghouse where they saw Pietro exiting. The pair flew down to him curiously. "Are you moving back in with the brotherhood?" Storm asked with a look of concern. "Nah, I'm going back to New York City with my parents. I could care less what happens to the brotherhood." he answered nonchalant.
"Parents? I thought Magneto was, well, one of your parents." Jean said in amazement. "They're my adoptive parents. It's a long story, and a very complicated one." "You know you could always come back to the institute." Jean told him. "Yeah, that's what the bald guy said. Well anyway, I have somewhere to be." he said swiftly, slinging his backpack over his shoulder.
"Do you need a lift?" Storm asked. "Nope. My legs will get me there. So, au revoir!" With that he sped away. Jean and storm were amazed at how fast he was.
Jean was the one who broke the silence, "You know, I had no idea he had adoptive parents." "That's because he thinks he can handle himself most of the times." Storm said as a matter of fact. "How do you know that?" "Trust me, he and Evan have known each other for years and I've always seen that in him. But I never thought that he would ever come to the aid of the X men." She spoke astounded. "And I must say that it sounds like he has a lot of regret in his voice."Storm added.
Storm and Jean made their way back in the air and flew back to the institution.
Marya and Django had just finished their supper and cleaned behind themselves. Marya told her husband in Russian-Slavic, "I'm going to go upstairs and draw myself a bath, dear." "okay." he replied back in Slavic.
Before she went upstairs, Marya spotted Django glancing at a picture of Wanda and Pietro when they were three years old. She blew a sigh of longing. She began pacing up the stairs when she heard a few quick knocks. She walked back down to answer the door, wondering who would be knocking in the night hours.
When she opened the door, her eyes glistened widely as she saw Pietro standing outside. Tears rolled from her eyes, and said to him in Russian-Slavic, "Pietro, my darling Pietro. I've missed you so much." He responded in Russian-Slavic as well, "I missed you too." They embraced.
Django rushed over to see what the commotion was. When he saw, he was happy to see that Pietro had come back. "Pietro!" he called out to him with felicity and threw his arms around him. "I can't believe you're back. Where's your sister? Is she still in that asylum?" All Pietro could do was lower his head with a melancholic expression.
Marya and Django didn't like the bleak expression he was wearing. Pietro exhaled a deep breath before he spoke gravely and barely audible, "She's not in the asylum anymore, but I don't know where she is." Despite his solemn tone, Mr. and Mrs. Maximoff welcomed him inside.
Marya took his backpack and set it aside. "You've gotten taller since the last time we saw you." she said, still happy to have him home. "So, where did you go?" She asked curiously. "I went to Bayville, New York and joined some other people that was just like myself. I was in a group called the brotherhood, and everything was run by my...Magneto." He prevented himself from calling Magneto his father when he figured Django was a much better father than he was.
"Magneto? But I thought..." Marya stammered a bit. Pietro finished for her, "You thought that he was dead? I know, everyone did. I have to say that I was a bit surprised to see him myself." he spoke quickly and indifferent. "So how come you're here? I thought you wanted to live with your father." She said in a bit of a daze. "I did too, but it turns out that Magneto wasn't the man I thought he was.
As a matter of fact, I figured that I had a father all along. A real father." He said, beckoning to Django. That statement made Django very happy. "And you're the best son anyone could ever ask for. I thought I had lost you both for good. I never thought that I'd hear you call me father again." A tear streamed from his eyes. "Well that's a mistake that I'll never make again, dad." Pietro smiled.
The three of them gave each other a three-way hug. "Come Pietro," Marya said, "You smell terrible. And you look exhausted." "Well actually I don't get exhausted, I just get sleepy. And right now, I'm really sleepy. And hungry, you have any food in here?" he spoke a bit happier and more like himself. His parents just giggled.
"Sure we do." Said Django. "Come on son." he said while leading him in the kitchen. Pietro spoke upon entering the kitchen."Listen, I'm sorry about the hard time I gave you both before. I guess I was in over my head , and maybe a bit ungrateful." Pietro apologized. His father smiled, "You know, I thought you looked a bit more humble. The last things you said to me was that you wished your real father was here. And I have to say that it hurt me to my heart because your mom and I raised you two as our own.
Ever since you left I couldn't stop crying. But your mom cried more than I did. We were actually considering going back to Transia and leaving you two here in New York." his father informed him. Pietro raised a brow. "You know, I've always wanted to know what made you and mom come here to New York in the first place." "Because we wanted you all to have a better life. And we wanted you to be safe away from the dangers that happened back in Transia."
Marya was already done warming his food. She sat Pietro down and placed his food before him. "I can't tell you how much I missed doing this." Marya said gleefully. "And I can't tell you how much I missed your cooking. Living in the boardinghouse was murder!" Pietro said with a comedic tone of voice. "So how long are you planning on staying?" Asked Marya. "Well, I got another offer tonight. I don't know if I'll take it up or not." "Well, take your time Pietro. Not that you've ever understood it, but it still makes me feel better to say it." "Don't worry ma, I'll try to take my time. Even though I have all the time in the world." he boasted playfully. "Well I'm glad to hear you being your old self again."
Marya and Django left him to himself to attend their own affairs. Pietro ate his food quickly, all the while thinking really hard on some things he had done with his life. He regretted most of the choices he made; like being a part of a plan that would ensue in his sister's death.
He knew he was going to need some help in getting his sister back. That made him think about the offer that was given to him earlier. After I save my sister, I'm quitting evil for good! He thought to himself critically and crucially. I don't know what's going to happen next, but this is a new beginning for me. And hopefully it would be for Wands too.
I loved writing this part, but I was hoping no one would get confused and start asking questions like, where did Marya and Django come from? But I'm going to straighten out Wanda and Pietro's time line in the next story.
The reason why I brought those two in the picture was because I questioned myself, 'if everyone thought Magneto was dead in the beginning and his real mom was dead, then who in the world was he living with? Because Magneto did sound surprised at how much Pietro have grown.' (Speed & Spyke)
So then I came up with the perfect solution. For one, Erik's last name is Lehnsherr, and his children last names are Maximoff. Second, Django and Marya were the ones who named Wanda and Pietro so I figured I'd bring something new to the table. After all, this is a new beginning.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, just the idea. But please review and tell me how I did. I really need to know. Thank you.