What if Erik met his son years before Days of Future Past??
Days after days, Erik dedicates his life to revenge, and spends his life in the frustration of searching for Sebastian Shaw- the greatest threat of his life, a frightening specter, and his...
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The big wall was destroyed, someone managed to enter it, entered the barrier, a block that En Sabah Nur had created for him.
Pietro curled up and trembled, The hazy memories collided with each other, so many flashed through his head at that moment.
It didn't come naturally but was forced, so it was disorganized, still vague, and confusing.
It was vague at first, and confusing, but slowly it all became clear.
He remembered those familiar and friendly faces, remembered how they interacted with him, all the happy memories, all the bitter memories even the sad ones, all rolled into one, so quickly.
His head felt like it was going to explode in processing all those memories.
"S-Stop...." Pietro pleaded.
But it didn't stop, all the memories kept coming to him without warning.
But then as his mind became so fast at processing all those memories, they all disappeared, turning back to being hazy and indistinct.
But he caught some memories he remembered the people he loved.
Some memories with them, warm the heart and calm his mind for a moment.
Pietro opened his eyes, his hands still covering his head, but then he tried to stand up, slightly dizzy and almost collapsed.
He found a girl, lying unconscious near to him.
Pietro looked around, then he lowered his head, he saw his knuckles covered in blood, the same blood that had fallen from his father.
He remembered his father, Pietro's heart was bust because he knew what he had done before, he lost his mind and almost killed his father.
"What have I done?!!" Pietro turned his hand over and over.
How could his father's blood be on his hands,how could this be? Pietro wiped the bloodstain from his hand, cleaning it roughly and shaking.
Pietro kept himself from collapsing, the memory still muddled, he was confused about what had happened.
He was looking for Erik, that was all he could do now.
Then he heard a call.
That was the blue mutant monster with a weird scary clown face, he remembered how that mutant messed up with his mind, making him one of his pawns to create chaos in the world.
Pietro followed the call, he came to Apocalypse.
Something cracked inside him, his eyes widened when he saw how his father was placed under the feet of En Sabah Nur. His father was treated like an animal by Apocalypse.
"End him," En Sabah Nur grabbed Erik's hair.
Pietro's body stiffened when he saw his father shedding tears, crying bitterly, he kept saying things that Pietro couldn't understand.
But most clearly he heard Erik say,
"Mama...."
His own tears fell when he saw his Father in the agony that Apocalypse gave him. Pietro's jaw tightened, and he looked at Apocalyse with anger. Anger swelled towards the Mutants who had given him power, and Pietro clenched his fists.
"End him! My son!"
"I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING SON!!"
Pietro sent dozens of hard punches at Apocalyse, sending him flying through the air. The blows were relentless, so fast and brutal.
"You made me your puppet!" Another punch
"And you made me almost kill my father!" Another hard punch to Apocalypse's face.
"A lot of people out there will die because of your madness and bullshit!" Another punch, this time harder.
Pietro's knuckles were again stained with blood. The blood of Apocalypse mixed with his own blood. His hand hurt, but he didn't care, he just kept punching and kicking the false god.
Pietro swung another punch, ready to attack Apocalypse again but suddenly his hand was grabbed. He was shocked by the fast reflex of Apocalypse, he tried to release his hand. But before he could, Apocalypse pulled and twisted his arm, spraining it badly and painfully.
Pietro screamed, his heart pounding as the powerful mutant glared at him before he grabbed his neck.
His feet stomped, trying to keep his feet on the ground, but he found he couldn't, Apocalypse lifted him so he was hanging a few inches in the air.
"YOU BETRAYED ME!!" Apocalyse tightened his grip on Pietro's neck until he felt like his neck was about to break.
"What did you betray me for!!! For him?" Apocalypse pointed to Erik, "A man who easily kills people who have no more value?"
"Or for them? People who waste their gifts and become weak!"
"It's a stupid thing to be willing to die for them..."
Pietro couldn't focus on what Apocalypse was saying, his mind was too busy with the burning pain in his neck, which was stifling his breath without the slightest gap.
He could feel life slipping out of him.
Apocalypse slammed Pietro to the floor and then lifts him like he was just a puppet, And before Pietro could kick him, the False God threw a hard blow to his chest sending him flying through the air until he crashes into the walls of the pyramids.
Blood dripped from his forehead, down his cheeks, and stained a few strands of his hair. The moment he let go of Apocalypse's grip, he tried to take in as much air as he could to fill his lungs at this moment, but every breath he took, it hurt, his throat and chest were hurt.
It was very difficult to get up and to stand, he leaned against the wall, kneeling with the strength he had left, he tried to run, not to run away, but to fight back once more, but then the pain in his chest intensified, and he collapsed to the floor.
Pietro forced himself to crawl closer to Erik, he saw his father curled up, shaking alone on the cold floor, Pietro did not know what Apocalypse did to his father but he knew that Apocalypse had made his father suffer.
Apocalypse shook his head in disgust and pity, "You're just an ant! Do you think you can fight a God?"
Apocalypse raised his big foot, he stepped on Speedster's leg, crushing his leg bone, making a scream of pain just come out of him. Suffering snaked through his bones.
The pain made his mind fall apart, his leg couldn't move, it was broken, he couldn't run anymore if he wanted to.
Not satisfied with that, Apocalypse raised his foot again, this time stomping on Pietro's back, sending waves of pain tormenting him. He could feel the sound of his ribs breaking and stifling his breath.
"I expected a lot from you, but you betrayed me, Quicksilver..."
"I will not allow you to be a pest in my goals!" Apocalypse kicked him this time so the burning pain made him suffer even more.
“Y-you can n-never have this world as y-your own…” Pietro sneered at him with the remaining strength he had.
"THIS WORLD WILL BE MINE!!! IT WAS MINE FROM THE BEGINNING AND WILL ALWAYS BE!!!" One more kick and Pietro sank into quiet unconsciousness.
