PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD.
[based on the Marvel Cinematic Universe]
This is the story of Forsaken, a skilled and trained assassin who works for Hydra until she is rescued by Shield. She tries to find her old memori...
Pietro's heart pounded in his chest as he grabbed Wanda, his grip firm yet protective, guiding her through the chaos towards the core. Each step felt weighted with the gravity of their mission. With Wanda safely settled, he ran back into the city, his mind focused solely on retrieving Alice.
As he reached Alice, Pietro's eyes met hers with a silent reassurance. Gently he set her down by the core, a brief moment of relief in the midst of the storm. His hand sought hers, offering comfort in the face of destiny.
"What's the drill?" Nat's voice cut through the tension as she arrived at the church.
"This is the drill," Tony answered while pointing at the core. "If Ultron gets a hand on the core, we lose."
"Is that the best you can do?" Thor challenged once Ultron appeared in front of them.
The evil robot raised his hand, summoning a horde of robots behind him.
"You had to ask," Steve added.
"This is the best I can do," Ultron answered with his arms wide open, pointing at his army. "This is exactly what I wanted. All of you against all of me. How can you possibly hope to stop me?"
"Well, like the old man said..." Tony began, determination in his voice. "Together."
The team sprang into action, their movements fluid and synchronized, a testament of their shared purpose.
In the heat of the battle, Pietro couldn't help but exchange banter with Alice, their words lace with a mixture of humour and admiration.
"Incredible what teamwork can do, huh?" Alice asked Steve after she tore a robot apart.
"Keep up, pretty girl," Pietro teased, swiftly destroying three robots near her.
"I thought we were past that cheesy line!" she retorted, driving her knife into a robot's neck.
Pietro appeared before her, a mischievous grin on his lips. "Do you like Italian food? I'm gonna take you to one of those fancy Italian restaurants." He planted a quick kiss on her lips before darting off again.
"It's like a couple of teenagers out here," Tony mocked the pair.
As the battle raged on, Pietro's determination never trembled, his focus unwavering as he fought tirelessly to protect what was dear to him. With each blow he struck against Ultron's army, he felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that they were one step closer to victory.
