Marvel Universe Imagines and One Shots Book Two

Not even death - Part 1 - Pietro x Reader

It had been some time since the Battle of Sokivia. Some time since the funeral, yet Pietro had still not been able to deal with her loss. It was supposed to be him, not her. It was he that had saved Clint and the child from the hail of Ultron fired bullets. Yet in turn, (Y/n), the love of his life, had saved him.

As soon as Pietro had met her, the others didn't need to have his twin's powers, to see that that there was a connection between the pair. That the speedster had instantly lost his heart. And that in turn, (Y/n) had seen something in the rather cocky Sokovian, with a cheeky smile and a glint in his eyes. She, along with the twins, becoming quite the formidable trio for the Avengers.

Just like the twins, (Y/n) had been a Hydra experiment. Yet whereas the two Maximoff's had volunteered out of their hatred for Tony and the Avengers, (Y/n) had been forcibly taken. Her blossoming mutant abilities, adapted and strengthened for the groups own nefarious ends. Her ability to mimic the powers, skills and abilities of others that she came in contact with, having made her quite a terrifying weapon for Hydra, while they had been able to keep control of her that was. But keeping control of (Y/n) had never been an easy thing; and as soon as she had seen an opportunity, the very moment that Hydra had been foolish enough to actually believe that they had broken her, she had blown up a base, killed goodness knows how many operatives and turned up at the Avengers compound, calling to talk to Tony and Steve. The team watching in disbelief, as she had dropped to her knees, and placed her hands behind the back of her head, so that S.H.I.E.L.D agents could attach the power limiter.

Yet, from the moment that Fury had finished his interrogation of her. From the moment that she had joined the ranks of the Avengers, she had proved herself to be worthy of the moniker of one of the earth's greatest heroes. And when Pietro and Wanda had joined the team, it was as if (Y/n), as if the twins, had truly found their home. Not only forming strong bonds of friendship, but also love. And it had been that love that had led to (Y/n)'s death.

Pietro had always enjoyed the fact that (Y/n) could mimic his abilities. That they could run together from one side of the States, one side of the world to the other in the blink of an eye. That it was just the two of them together in that flurry of speed. Yet now..........now all he could do was curse it. But more, curse himself.

During the battle, he had used his speed to save the archer and the child. But instead of just Clint and the boy being pushed to safety, Pietro had found himself joining them. The speedster looking up in horror to see (Y/n), her body riddled with bullets. Blood seeping through her costume, as she had looked to him, wide eyed, before falling to the floor. Pietro scrambling over to her, and pulling her into his arms, desperately trying to stop the bleeding, as she had reached up and placed her hand on his cheek; the words 'I love you' the last to pass her lips, before the light had left her eyes. The sound of the male Maximoff's broken cries, ones that not one of the team would ever forget.

It had been obvious that Pietro would not quickly forgive himself. At the funeral, he had been barely able to walk to the coffin, never mind say anything. And after, he had drunk until he couldn't stand, doing what little he could to drown out the knowledge that he would never again be able to see the girl he loved. Even Wanda finding that she was unable to help, to ease his pain; though that didn't mean that she had given up trying. The witch determined to not lose her brother as well as her best friend.

Slowly, Wanda made her way to his room. Even from a distance, she could feel it; she could feel his pain, his anger, his guilt. She could sense his anguish, his loneliness and loss. It had been like this since the day that they had lay (Y/n) to rest, Pietro barely ever leaving his rooms. Drowning in his suffering, as he looked at the pictures of himself and (Y/n). As he watched recorded images of her; the sight of her smile and the sound of her laughter, breaking his heart a little more. But this time, this time Wanda would not be turned away. She would not listen when he told her to leave. This time, she would get him to leave his rooms and join her, join the others, so that he could think about something else, even if just for a little while.

"Pietro..............."

"Pietro...............?" Wanda called out again, as no reply came.

"GO AWAY.............!"

"No........not this time, brother. You either open this door, or I'll open it myself." Wanda warned, this time not ready to take no for an answer. Her heart beginning to race just a little, as she waited for her brother's reply, as the door slowly began to open. The breath catching in her throat, as she saw him. Wanda pulling him into her arms.

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"So..........do you think that she will be able to get him to join us this time?" Bruce asked, as he and Tony made their way up to the common room from the labs.

"I don't know, but if Wanda can't do it, then no one can. I know that she doesn't want to use her magic on him, but maybe its time she did. We have to do something. It's been months and still..............." Tony replied, as he and Bruce got to the door of the common room. His brows furrowing, as the others just seemed to be standing there, staring at something neither he nor Bruce could see. Tony looking to the doctor for a moment, before pushing his way to the front of the group, wondering if something had been trying to destroy his compound. His breath catching in his throat as he saw what the others were starting at. As he saw the woman sat on one of the sofas. It obvious that she was confused as to why they were all staring at her in dumbfounded silence.

"Okay.............what's gotten into you guys? Anyone would think you'd seen a ghost..............." She said, as she got up from the seat. One word leaving Tony's lips, as she moved towards him and the others.

"(Y/n)................?"