Elizabeth Maximoff is the younger sibling of Wanda and Pietro. Her life had been one bad thing after another until she met Peter Parker.
(Sorry I'm bad at descriptions but um I start at the post credit scene in Winter Soldier so you know yeah! Also...
We arrived to the large building where only days ago the Avengers had attacked, only now it was full of robots like him everywhere, all working. "We'll move out right away. This is the start but there's something we need to begin the work." He said gesturing to all of the robots. "And all these are?" I asked stepping forward, getting a better look at all that was around me. "Me. I have what the Avengers never will... harmony. They're discordant. Disconnected. Starks already got them turning on each other, and when you two get inside the rest of their heads-" "Everyone's plan is not to kill them." Said Pietro stepping forward and cutting him off, the annoyance in his voice evident. "And make them martyrs? You need patience. You need to see the big picture." Pietro now beside me cut him off. "I don't see the big picture. I have a little picture. I take it out and look at it, everyday." Wanda and I both turned to him, a familiar pain flamed in my heart. "You lost your parents in the bombings. I've seen the records." I looked down fiddling with my fingers, Wanda put her hand my shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "The records are not the picture." Pietro said with anger and pain in his voice. Wanda stepped close to him. "Pietro." She warned. "No, please." Ultron said as he looked at us. Pietro turned to Wanda then to me. He stepped closer to us now. "We were ten years old, Lizzy only five. We were having dinner the five of us. When the first shell hits, two floors below, it makes a hole in the floor. It's big." I closed my eyes remembering the fear I felt in those first couple seconds. "Our parents go in, and the whole building starts coming apart. I grab them, roll under the bed, and the second shell hits. But, it doesn't go off. It just sits there in the rubble, three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell is painted one word." I look up at Ultron now, cutting Pietro off. "Stark." Wanda grabs my hand as I say it. "We were trapped for two days." Pietro says now. "Every effort to save us, every shift in the bricks, I think this will set it off." Wanda says now with anger in her voice. "We wait for two days for Tony Stark to kill us." I say now more anger in my voice. "I know what they are." Pietro said, I could see a shine in his eyes, tears had formed with the tell of our tragic past. He looked at Wanda and I. "I wondered why only you three survived Strucker's experiments. Now I don't. We will make it right." He stepped towards Pietro now. "You and I can hurt them." Now he turned to Wanda and then to me. "But you two," he reached out at me "will tear them apart, from the inside."
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