Stay With Me

Stay with Me

The last thing Nyah heard before doubling over in severe pain was Pietro voice saying. "Nyah!"

The pain was unimaginable, and Nyah gripped her head, a piercing scream erupted from her throat. As images flashed in front of her, images she tried to look away from but the vision wouldn't let her, and a small tear slowly rolled down her cheek as she watched the horrific scene play out in front of her, and as soon as it was over, her whole body weight dropped from her kneeling, to the ground, and she laid there covered in sweat, and breathing deeply, staring at the fan that kept going around and around above her.

"Nyah?! Can you hear me?" a male voice called, shaking her, it was clear he was concerned for her, but she couldn't put a name to who it was just yet.

She was jolted out of her thoughts a few moments later, and that's when she recognized that there was not one voice but two, and one was female. The Maximoff twins were staring down at her with deep concern and worry.

"Nyah, what did you see?" Wanda asked, her thick accent coming out strong. She knew that look well and so did Pietro. Wanda had a feeling it wasn't a very positive vision either.

Ignoring their questions Nyah pushed herself up into a sitting position and waved them off with murmurs of her being fine. Which was a lie, but she didn't know how to tell them of what she saw. She hated that she could see into the future. It was painful and usually didn't help in the long run, but this time, this time she had to do something about it. With the help of Wanda she stood up and leaned against the wall. The three of them were getting ready for the battle against Ultron. Nyah took a deep breath and felt her hands were clammy and pushed back some sweat drenched hair.

"Wanda could you give us a moment?" she asked looking over at her.

Wanda nodded. Even thou she hated leaving Pietro's side and she was also concerned about her friend, but this seemed different, and she trust Nyah to tell her later.

Nyah gave a small smile of appreciation towards Wanda before she left.

Pietro frowned, Nyah doesn't usually ask Wanda to leave.

"Nyah, what is wrong? What did you see?" Pietro asked, after he watched his sister leave out the automatic door.

Nyah didn't want to look him in the eyes, but she had to and with that looked up at Pietro, fixing her body posture, standing straight and closed the gap between her and the Sokovian she'd come to know, and love, even if she hadn't told him out loud and wrapped her arms around his neck. She just needed to be close to him

"Nyah, you're worrying me, please tell me what is happening." He asked, his right hand resting gently on her waist, but his whole body was antsy, he couldn't stand waiting so long for her to tell him. He wiped the tear of her face, holding her eyes to his.

"Pietro please don't go with the other Avengers." Her voice was quiet, almost begging him, but she kept the tears at bay.

Pietro frowned, is this the vision she had? Did something happen to him? He couldn't think too much on that, he had to be the stronger one here, but it wouldn't stop him from doing what he had to do with the Avengers, him and Wanda let Ultron out so they needed to help get rid of him.

"I don't care if I'm being selfish." she started, the frustration coming out angrier that she'd thought. "I couldn't handle it if something happened to you."

"Is this what you saw?" He asked, and Nyah nodded, avoiding his glaze, as he tried to catch hers. She felt his finger under her chin, making her look up at him.

"Nyah, I can't not go. No matter what happens. If I didn't go, a lot more people could die." He told her.

"The Avengers did just fine without you before we came into the picture, and they'll do just fine now." Nyah spoke, her green eyes filled with sadness.

Pietro cupped the side of Nyah's face and leaned in giving her a soft kiss on the lips and Nyah couldn't help but melt. She couldn't resist his kisses and he knew that. Nyah pushed herself closer to him, gripping the back of his blonde hair as she kissed him more.

Pietro pulled away and leaned his forehead against her, his ice blue eyes, looking into her green orbs. "With you there I'm sure you could figure out something to keep me alive." He said, and gave her a small smile, and that's exactly what Nyah had planned to do.