Ultron Twins

No Survivors

Baron Strucker held his arms behind him shaking his head in disappointment. He was hoping his experiment would work with, at the very least one of the volunteers... but they all lay still and cold. Each of the volunteers were strapped to a table so they wouldn't have second thoughts on their decision. The test may have been inhuman to do on people but nonetheless Strucker felt the need to find out what could be unlocked with the power of Loki's staff. Unfortunately he did not get an answer. "Alright let's take them out," He ordered his workers.

The workers started to place the bodies in bags to either be stored or disposed of depending on whether or not it looked like the patient was going to eventually come back. Each worker zipped up the bags up to the volunteers chest, exposing their faces for Strucker to look at and decided whether they were worthy to keep or discard.

"I'm so sorry," A female whispered to each of the volunteers bags she zipped up. The woman was not aware of what she was getting into when she joined Hydra. It wasn't at all how she expected it to be. The project was, supposedly, to help Sokovia yet since she has worked there it didn't seem so.

The female got to her last two bags of patients and, as she had done to the others, she whispered to them, "I'm so sorry." She sighed and slowly zipped up the bags. One bag held a young woman in her early 20's while the other held a young man about the same age. Both looked quite similar, brown hair and similar facial features.

"Wait," Strucker said to the woman zipping up her last two volunteers. The woman shook a bit as she got scared thinking she had done something wrong. Strucker looked into the bags to see who the volunteers were. The woman looked up at him and then back at the volunteers puzzled as to why he was staring at them for quite some time.

"Ah," He finally said something to end the silence between himself and the worker. "The Maximoff Twins. I don't think I will need them. You may get rid of them," Strucker said before walking off. The woman nodded, simply just trying to do her job she took two pieces of paper and wrote the word 'discard' on both of them before placing them on the bags and zipping up the bag completely.

The woman hated having to get rid of the bodies. This time she wouldn't have to, someone else was. It still pained her to think that the people she had to get to know before testing them were all dead now. No one should ever have been tested on these kinds of things. It was inhuman and not to mention illegal.

A man came by, rolling with him a table to place the last two remaining bodies that were to be discarded. He placed them in a room full with other volunteers bodies that were going to get the same treatment while the other bodies, the ones that looked like they may have a chance, were placed in a different room to be stored away until there was any indication that they were still alive.

Each of the volunteers had their own reasons for wanting to put themselves through the experiment. Some thought it would help their country and stop war while others felt it was going to be their only purpose in life but a few did it out of hatred. Every volunteer was different and had perspectives of the tests they were put through... unfortunately, they won't live to tell the tail.

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Pietro, one of the volunteers, took in a heavy breath as his heart started to beat once again. His head throbbed in pain as the world looked dark. Pietro was unaware he was in a body bag until he felt it loosely brush against his skin. He ran his hands up the zipper belt until he felt the  flat backside of the zipper. Patiently he pulled the zipper down until it was far enough for him to reach the other side to unzipped the rest of the bag.

"Where am I?" Pietro asked looking around the room. From his eyes the world looked different from what he had remembered it to be. Everything seemed to be slower now and he wasn't sure why. It was a dark room but he squinted his eyes to see small specks of dust just hardly moving in the air. Everything was going much slower for him. Why was that?

He knew this was not normal. Pietro got up and out of the bag and walked around the room  looking for something, any indication as to what was going on and where he was. Suddenly he felt worn out and tired. It was strange. While he was walking everything felt normal. A flicker of a blue electric streak ran behind him as he walked. Pietro didn't understand why this happened, in fact he didn't understand anything of what was going on at the moment. All he knew what to do was to find his sister and figure out what was wrong with him.

Pietro stumbled upon a body bag not far from his own. He opened the bag to find his sister laying. He placed a hand upon her cheek. Cold and still, just like how he was and how the other volunteers still were. Like the rest, she was dead. Pietro stood over his sister's corpus unable to move. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was almost as if he were in a dream- no- a nightmare.

Pietro couldn't live without his sister and vise versa. They were incredibly close. Closer than normal siblings were. They were twins. They had done everything and gone through all their problems together. Not a minute passed where they were not with one another. Pietro sobbed in grief, losing his last loved one. He knew he shouldn't have made his sister go through with the experiment too.

Pietro looked up at his sister noticing something strange. She was- she was breathing? It was hard to tell. There was only very little movement of her chest indicating that she could be breathing and could still be alive. He wasn't sure though. After Struckers experiment he wasn't sure if maybe it meant she was going to die or if she was in a sleep like death. Sleeping beauty? No he couldn't think of anything like that. He would much rather think of her dead and at peace than to see her sleeping for however long it takes till she dies.

Wanda's eyes fluttered I open trying to adjust of the lack of light in the room. "Pietro?" She questioned trying to sit up. She looked around the room and couldn't see a thing. She couldn't even see her own brother in front of her. Wanda's forehead collided with Pietro's causing them both to rub their heads in pain. "Pietro, where are we? Why are you moving so fast?" She said noticing her brothers slight movements were much faster than usual but something else caught her eyes. His hair? It was slightly blonde now. It was hard for her to see but it did look lighter than his natural hair color.

"More importantly, why are your eyes glowing red," Pietro asked looking at his sister's following eyes before he even noticed her hands. "Your hands are glowing too!" They we're both confused by everything. What had happened to them? They couldn't remember anything after Strucker used Loki's staff on them. This was not what they had sighed up for at all. They needed answers and they needed them fast.

"Pietro slow down, your talking to fast for me to understand," Wanda said struggling to make out what her brother was trying to say to her. He talked way too quickly now. Something was not right. Something was DEFINITELY not right at all. Who were these bodies around them anyway? Why where they in bags? Where they... dead?

"No you talk faster, your the one talking really slowly," Pietro said talking faster now. He was getting annoyed with all of this now. Pietro looked around at the bags and opened one up only to see a girl's body just around their age. Her skin looked a bit gray as if all her blood was drained like a vampire would do. Of course he didn't see any bit marks on her neck so it wasn't a vampire. "Cold," He said slowly to his sister so she could understand him while feeling her cold forehead.

"I don't understand," She said feeling the girl's cold skin before looking at her brother. "How were we the only ones to survive this? You would think someone else would have too. Why just us?" Wanda looked at her glowing hands and they had started to pick up a rock on the floor. She didn't mean to do it. Once Wanda realized that the same read glow was around the levitating rock, she gasp and pulled her hand towards her as the rock dropped to the floor and the red glow vanished. What was this? She hadn't seen anything like this before.

Pietro looked at his sister in disbelief. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed her do. He shook his head to forget everything he just saw and to focus on one thing. "Come on, we need to get out of here. This place is messing with our minds-" Before Pietro could get up to leave someone had walked in. The light form behind the person was too bright for their eyes to adjust to quickly. Both of them squinted and covered their eyes while still trying to make out who the figure was.

"Ah, the Maximoff Twins," Strucker said with a chuckle. He didn't expect these two to be the ones to survive. " I thought I heard voices in here," He said before noticing Wanda's red glow in her eyes. "We must get you out of this room and start examining your new abilities." The twins held each other in their embrace to protect one another. It was just something they've always done, protected one another. Both had gotten up and were escorted to be tested on... but in opposite directions...