𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

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 "Wanda!" I hear my brother shout and I wake up in Mama's arms

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"Wanda!" I hear my brother shout and I wake up in Mama's arms.
"Now we can begin," Papa says, kissing Wanda's head. "Down here... I forgot I keeping... Don't look." I hear snippets of the conversation Papa has with Wanda as he gets the sitcoms.
"Always sitcom, sitcom, sitcom," Pietro complains as I slowly fade back into sleep.
My sleep is interrupted by an explosion and I fly into Pietro and Wanda, the three of us scrambling under the bed.
Bombs and explosions are going off everywhere, and I cover my ears, trying to hide from them.
"We have to get out of here," Pietro says urgently.
"We can't," Wanda replies, looking around the destroyed apartment.
"Wanda," I whisper in fear as she pulls me closer to her, wrapping an arm around me.
"Shh, do you hear that?" Pietro asks, and the three of us tense at a weird whirring sound. "Maybe they're here to help." He mutters and Wanda gulps.
"Maybe they're the ones who sent it."
"No..." I whisper.
A bomb-like object, with some writing on it—something like Stark Industries—lands on the floor in front of us, and Wanda reaches out a hand, concentrating.
"Wanda, don't!" Pietro shouts.

...

"We will kill Stark," I promise my siblings while being dragged into a room with a weird scepter. "He killed Mama and Papa, and he will pay for what happened in 2005."

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Author's note:
Thankyou to PenAndInk123 for the help with writing this <3

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