Xmen evolution (boom boom x Male reader)

Chapter 6:meeting wanda

-Author POV-
4 days later, Wanda spots yn being the angst, dark brooding loner that he is....still piss about what happened 4 days ago on the streets, Wanda's eyes narrowed as she recognized yn loitering near a decrepit alleyway. Her expression, a blend of amusement and irritation, concealed the storm of thoughts brewing behind her gaze. She sauntered over, her presence commanding and slightly menacing, her crimson jacket flaring out behind her.

"Well, well, if it isn't the X-Men's little pet project," she began, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Wanda's eyes glinted with a dangerous light, a smirk playing on her lips as she observed Yn. "What's the matter? Got tired of playing hero?"

yn, sensing the hostility, straightened up, his eyes meeting hers with a defiant glare. "What do you want, Wanda?" he replied, his tone cold, though he couldn't completely mask his underlying wariness.

She stepped closer, her movements deliberate and predatory, never breaking eye contact. "I heard you've been causing quite a stir lately. My brother's not too happy about it. Seems like you're stepping on some toes." Wanda's voice lowered, becoming almost a whisper, yet it carried a threatening edge. "You know how he gets when someone messes with him."

Yn clenched his fists, the claw on his right arm extending slightly, a reflexive action triggered by her words. "Is that why you're here? To play messenger for Pietro?"

Wanda laughed, a sound devoid of warmth. "Please, I'm not here to relay messages. I'm here to see what makes you tick. You're quite the mystery,yn. Brooding, isolated, with a penchant for getting into trouble. Sounds familiar." She tilted her head, studying him with a mixture of intrigue and disdain.

He maintained his guarded stance, his expression hardening. "If you've got something to say, just say it. I don't have time for your games."

Wanda's smile faded, replaced by a serious, almost contemplative look. "You think you're the only one with issues? The only one who's been dealt a bad hand?" Her voice softened, but her eyes never lost their intensity. "We all have our demons, Yn. Some of us just choose to embrace them."

She turned to leave, but paused, casting one last glance over her shoulder. "Be careful, Yn. Out here, loyalty is a rare commodity. And power? That's something everyone wants a piece of." With that, she walked away, leaving him with a lot to ponder, her presence as haunting and enigmatic as ever.

Yn: wait...I'm sorry if piss you off like that....so why are you curious about me....even tho you are with the brotherhood and I'm with the X-Men?

Wanda halted mid-step, her back still turned to yn. For a moment, she seemed to weigh his words, her posture stiffening slightly before she slowly pivoted to face him again. Her eyes were sharp, yet there was a flicker of something softer, almost contemplative, behind them.

"Curiosity?" she echoed, folding her arms across her chest. "Is that what you think this is?" She took a step closer, her expression a mix of intrigue and guardedness. "You're different,yn. Not just because of your powers, but because you don't fit the typical X-Men mold. You're a loner, a rogue element. That's... interesting."

Wanda's gaze bore into his, searching for a hint of vulnerability or truth behind his tough exterior. "You and I, we've both got a dark streak. We've both done things we're not proud of. Yet, here you are, playing the hero. I guess I'm curious about what makes you tick, what makes you different from the rest of them."

She took another step, closing the distance between them. "And maybe," she added, her voice dropping to a softer, almost conspiratorial tone, "I'm wondering if you've ever thought about switching sides. If someone like you, who doesn't quite belong, could ever understand what it's like to be part of the Brotherhood. To fight for something... else."