Who's the Real Monster (Avengers Fanfiction)

Pietro

"What the fuck? Why did she bite him?" Wanda exclaimed, eyes glowing red.

"If you want him back, that's the only way to save him," Bucky closed the door connecting the small ship to everyone else.

"We," Bucky motioned between himself and I, "Are not human," he informed her.

Her expression turned cross, the red didn't fade.

"Look," Bucky motioned towards me.

I took that as my cue to turn back, it felt pretty good. I hadn't changed back in a few days.

Wanda looked shocked, "What...What are you?" she finally asked after a few moments of silence.

Bucky offered me his tactical vest, which I took, "We are skinwalkers, we are just people who can turn into a dog," I told her.

She looked down at Pietro, the wounds had already started to close and color was beginning to return to his face.

I looked over at Bucky, "I need Steve," I told him quietly.

That was all the prompting he needed to slip out of the small ship.

"Wanda," I started, but she interrupted me.

"You... you were the dogs we found... before Ultron..." she realized.

I nodded my head, "Yes, we were,".

I let her process that for a few moments, "Wanda, we will have to take Pietro with us, for a few weeks at least,".

Her attention snapped up to me, "Why? I will go with you,".

I shook my head, "Wanda, when he wakes up, he won't be the same. Not at first, he won't be safe to be around. Bucky and I will have to teach him to control his new instincts," I explained.

This seemed to upset her more, she opened her mouth to argue with me but was interrupted by Bucky returning with Steve.

Steve looked relieved to see me, "Sam," was all he said before bringing me into a hug. He gave Pietro a mournful glance as he pulled away.

"We won't be able to stay," I informed him.

He looked crestfallen.

Bucky kneeled down beside Pietro, it was then that Steve seemed to notice.

"You bit him?" Steve asked, he sounded a bit astonished.

"It was the only way to save him," I told him.

"You'll come back, right? The three of you?" he questioned.

Wanda was observing the interaction closely.

"Yes, once he can control himself around other people," I informed him.

Steve nodded, "Just... Just let me know where you want to be dropped off," he sounded defeated.

I put a hand on his shoulder, "We'll be back before you know it," I assured him.

He spared Bucky a hopeful glance, "I'll let the others know, Nat or Clint will be by to bring you to a quinjet,".