A/n: I recommend playing the song until it says to stop it for it to make more sense.
"You're mine and we belong together." I sing while dragging his bloody unconscious body down the dark hallway of the abandoned building by his wrist. "Yes we belong together. For eternity." The walls covered in the crimson liquid. The lights flashing red. "You're mine, your lips belong to me." Blood all over my clothes and skin.
Stop playing song
Three months earlier
"Morning everyone!" I call out to everyone in the compound on my way to the gym. "Morning, Sloan!" Everyone calls back to me.
The walk to the compound's gym is short but being left alone with my thoughts makes it stretch for what feels like an eternity. Once there I go straight to the boxing bag and plug my headphones into my phone.
As I start punching the punching bag my anger begins to boil. The long harboured hatred for Hydra and what they did to my and my siblings was the main cause. As I am blowing off steam on the poor punching bag I chose, their screams echo in my ears, my punches gaining strength with each memory until the bag flies off the hinge, spilling its dust on the other side of the room. "Shit." I curse as I go to grab another bag.
"You alright, Sloan ?" I jump and turn around to see Wanda standing in the doorway to the gym.
"I'm fine Wanda." I answer your sister as I grab another boxing bag and put it on the hook. "You sure? You don't look ok?" Wanda continues. I look at her before turning back to the bag and punching it multiple times. I zone out again. Memories flooding back again.
"Sloan!" Wanda shouts snapping me back to reality. I quickly look at her and she has a scared look on her face. I look at my hands and see that they're surrounded in flames.
"Shit. Shit, shit, shit!" I exclaim while shaking my hands to put out the flames.
"Sloan, you have to stay calm." Wanda says in a worried yet calm tone. As I continue to try and shake the fire off of my hands.
"Wanda," I say worriedly "I can't control it." Still trying to shake away the flames, Wanda hurriedly runs out of the gym.
Soon she quickly runs back in with Bruce ,who was holding a needle. "Sloan." Bruce says calmly slowly inching closer "I need to to calm down."
"Bruce stay back!" I exclaim worriedly "I don't want you to get hurt!" Still trying to shake the fire away, I don't notice him injecting my neck with something.
The next thing I know, all I see is black.
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FanfictionThis isn't a love story. No. It's a murder story. Sloan Maximoff is your typical 16 year old girl. Well other than the fact that she has someone else sharing her body. Sloan Maximoff was tested on by HYDRA with her siblings, Wanda and Pietro. Sloan...
