Red Assassin ~ Pietro Maximoff x OC

nine ~ vision and visions

edited 6/13/2022

"How is this any different from me pulling grand theft auto?" I ask as we search the airfield for the private plane.

"Because we're not stealing it. We're...hitchhiking," Steve says. We walk up to the security guard and Steve flashes a smile. "Hi. I'm Captain America. Think you could get us a ride to New York?"

"Y-yes. Excuse me," the guard stammers, running into the plane.

"I thought you didn't like using your status to get stuff?" I ask.

"I don't. But it is nice to have it in my back pocket," he answers.

"We have some available space," the guard says in halted English. "Enough for the four of you."

I smile at Steve. "This sure beats the Quinjet. I'm so glad you finally learned." I wipe away an imaginary tear.

"Aw, don't get all sentimental on me," Steve jokes. I shake my head and close my eyes, settling in my seat on the plane.

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"What the hell are they doing?" I ask quietly, watching Bruce and Tony work. This couldn't have been Bruce's idea. "This is where it all went wrong."

"I'm gonna say something," Steve whispers back.

"No, no, no, stop!" I whisper-shout, reaching forward to hold him back. But I'm too late.

"I'm gonna say this once," Steve says, blowing our cover. I sigh, closing my eyes and hanging my head. Damn you, Steve.

"How about 'none-ce?'" Tony bites back.

Screw it. "You're going to get us all killed, Stark!" I snap, standing next to Steve.

"Ah-ah. Adults are talking," Tony says, making my blood boil. The only thing keeping me from rearranging Tony's face is Steve's iron grip on my upper arm.

"Shut it down!" Steve orders.

"Nope. Not gonna happen," Tony answers.

"You don't know what you're doing," Steve continues.

"And you do?" Bruce asks. "She's not in your head?" He gestures to Wanda.

"I know you're angry," Wanda says calmly.

"Oh, we're way past that. I could choke the life out of you and never change a shade," Bruce says, and I stand in front of Wanda protectively.

"You want them, you go through me," I say, staring Bruce down. I'm not usually afraid of Bruce, but the Hulk could snap me in half like a popsicle stick without noticing, and that does scare me.

"Banner, after everything that's happened—" Steve starts.

"It's nothing compared to what's coming!" Tony interrupts.

"You don't know what's in there!" Wanda argues.

"This isn't a game!" Steve says as everybody's arguments start overlapping.

Pietro moves in a blur around the room, unplugging everything. "No, no. Go on," he says, dropping the final cord. "You were saying?" A bullet flies up from the floor, shattering the glass Pietro's standing on, and Wanda and I both shout his name as he falls through.

"What? You didn't see that coming?" Clint says.

I snort loudly with mirth, and Wanda gives me a look. "I'm sorry. It's kind of an inside joke."

The computers beep, grabbing everybody's attention. "I'm rerouting the upload," Tony says. Steve throws his shield at the monitors, and Tony's Iron Man hand is suddenly on his hand and aimed at Steve.