C.H.A.S.M. [MARVEL FANFICTION] ✓completed

PART TWO - C.H.A.S.M.

Where I almost get impaled by Tony Stark with needless needles and find out why the Quinjets are called Quinjets

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"Hold still!" Tony demanded.

Penny sighed. Didn't he understand that that was the one thing you couldn't ask of a descendant of Pietro Maximoff?

She focused on not moving.

Keep still keep still keep still... she repeated over and over in her head. She found her leg tapping out the rhythm of her thoughts, but that didn't matter.

Out of the corner of her sight she could see the needle approaching, and was tempted to run.

Keep still keep still keep still...

Why did she have to get Tony? Diana was lucky — she had Joanna doing her tests. Daniel had Bruce. Anything would be better than Tony Stark.

Keep still keep still keep,—

She cut off the rhythmic chant as she felt a sharp jab in her shoulder, and fought the urge to stop time and run. 

Keepstillkeepstillkeepstill...

Somehow, she had managed to overpower her instinctive defense mechanisms. Oh no wait — she had stopped time with that annoying needle in her upper arm. With a sigh she forced time to continue, and then it was over.

"There," Tony grinned, holding up the syringe in satisfaction, "that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"It was absolute torture," Penny corrected bluntly, "can I go now?"

"Go ahead," Tony dimissed her, his attention already on other things.

Penny walked out of Tony's lab, rubbing her arm.

"How did it go?" Pietro enquired.

"Horrible," Penny grimaced, "my instincts stopped time with that stupid needle halfway through my arm."

"I had noticed," Pietro stated.

Penny realized that, unaffected by her time stopping as he was, he'd obviously 'notice'.

"Before I came here," Penny began, "did you notice my time stopping often?"

Pietro nodded as they began to walk down the passage.

"As often as you stopped time, which was fairly... frequent. I spoke to Wanda about it, but there was not much we could do. Then a few days ago, you stopped time, and I was nearby. I saw you."

"At the orphanage?"

Pietro nodded again, stepping into the elevator.

"Stark sent Coulson to pick you up because we were busy, and here you are."

It took considerable effort for Penny to wrap her mind around the fact that all this had happened only a few days ago.

"Wait for me!" Daniel shouted, dashing into the elevator.

"Is anyone else coming?" Penny enquired, semi-sarcastically.

Daniel shook his head, missing the sarcasm entirely.

"Except maybe Bruce. And Joanna. And Diana."

Pietro pressed the button labelled 1 with an impatient sigh.

"They will just have to use the stairs."

"Why didn't you?" Daniel enquired.

"Because we wanted to needlessly annoy everyone," Penny finished off.