The Third Maximoff Twin

The Breakout

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Wanda and Pietro entered the room, their own powers responding to Petra's distress - chaos magic swirling red, speed-force crackling with nervous energy. Her enhanced senses picked up their immediate protective stances at seeing her state.

"We saw the news," Pietro said, moving to sit beside her at super-speed. "Your old trainer..."

"It can't be him," Petra's bio-electricity sparked sharply. "You remember how he trained me to fight?"

"He was a different person then still HYDRA asset," Wanda's accent thickened with memory, red energy coiling around her fingers.

Petra's enhanced hearing picked up Vision phasing through walls somewhere in the compound, monitoring. Her fangs clicked together anxiously. "Nat says Steve's going to go after him. Try to help him."

"Of course he will," Pietro's leg vibrated with suppressed speed. "It's Steve. And Barnes is-"

"His Bucky," Petra finished, her stingers fully extending as she watched another news replay. "Like you two are my siblings. Family."

Her enhanced senses caught the subtle exchange of looks between Wanda and Pietro - concern, uncertainty, protection. The air grew thick with the mixture of their powers: bio-electricity, chaos magic, and speed, creating a visible display of their unity.

"What do we do?" Petra asked softly, her mask's lenses adjusting as she turned to her siblings. "Steve's going to need help, but Nat said to stay here, and with Ross already targeting us..."

"We stay together," Wanda said firmly, red energy reaching out to mix with Petra's blue sparks. "Whatever comes next, we face it as one."

Through her enhanced senses, Petra could feel the compound's tension - Vision's hovering presence, the weight of surveillance, the precarious balance they were all maintaining. Something was about to break.

And when it did, they would need each other more than ever.

"Together," Petra agreed, watching as her bio-electricity danced with Wanda's chaos magic while Pietro's speed surrounded them both protectively

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A few hours had passed. Petra was perched on her ceiling, her bio-electricity a low anxious hum when her phone rang again. Her enhanced senses recognized Natasha's ringtone immediately.

"They have them," Nat said without preamble. "Barnes, Steve, Sam... and T'Challa."

Petra's stingers emerged partially at the news. "T'Challa? The new king of Wakanda? What was he-"

"Apparently, he was hunting Barnes personally. His father was killed in the bombing." Natasha's voice carried a weight that Petra's enhanced hearing picked up clearly. "They're all being detained in Berlin."

"Bucky would never kill a king, well at least not anymore" Petra's fangs extended behind her mask as she spoke.

"Right now, what he would or wouldn't do doesn't matter," Natasha's tone made Petra's bio-electricity crackle with concern. "They're bringing in a psychiatrist to evaluate him. Steve's..." A pause. "Steve's not taking any of this well."