Avengers/MCU Oneshots

Stay Alive (The Maximoff Twins)

Songfic! It's very short, and I'm not gonna pretend it's not angsty. 

If you have Disney+ and haven't seen Hamilton, you are making a mistake. It's fantastic. What do you stall for?

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"Where is my brother?" Wanda asked hurriedly as she set eyes on Clint. Panic was running through her veins. She couldn't loose her brother. It would be too much to bear.

"Wanda, come in. He got shot half an hour ago. He lost a lot of blood on the way." Clint's eyes were filled with pity. He had no idea how to break the news to her.

"Is he alive?" Her voice broke. She was shaking like an autumn leaf.

"Yes, but you have to understand, most of the bullets entered his torso, and lodged near vital organs-"

"Can I see him, please?" Her shattered voice made Clint's own chest ache.

"We're doing everything we can. But the wounds are already infected." He lead the terrified girl to her twin.

"Pietro?"

"Wanda? I did exactly as you said, Sis. I got the people to the ships. They're safe."

"I know, I know. Shhh," She gently stroked his hair.

"Safe." His voice was wavering, the conversation sapping his energy.

"I know, I know, shhh. I know you did everything just right." Her voice was quiet, broken with the knowledge she was losing her other half.

"Even before I got hit-""

"Shhh."

"I was saving lives."

"I know, I know, shhh."

"I made sure they were safe."

"I know it, bratr. I know. Shhh. Save your strength, and stay alive."

He gently shook his head. He wasn't surviving this one, and they both knew it.

"No!" Wanda cried. "You've gotta keep breathing! You're going to survive this!" She was pushing away her acceptance inevitable.

"Sis, I'm so sorry for forgetting what you told me. You said I had to stop stealing."

"I told you to stop." Tears streamed down her face.

"You warned me that I'd get shot." He coughed, blood spilling over his lips.

"I warned you," She sniffled.

He smiled weakly. "I should've listened to you."

"You were so brave," Wanda said, sad but proud of her big brother.

"Count with me?"

That was an odd request, but searching his fading mind, Wanda realized he needed something simple to focus on. "Jeden, dva, tri." She started.

He joined her. "Štyri, päť, šesť, sedem, osem, deväť-" His voice failed.

"Good!" Wanda praised through a broken smile. "Let's try again."

"Jeden, dva, tri, štyri, päť, šesť, sedem, osem, deväť-" Pietro choked on his own blood as he tried to finish.

"Jeden, dva, tri-" Wanda once again encouraged, holding back the sobs swelling in her chest.

"Sedem, osem, devät'-" Pietro said, trying to finally finish the string of numbers. "Osem, devät'-" Pietro's eyes slid shut.

"Osem, devät'-" Wanda, started to say. She looked at her brother. Her chest tighter so much she could barely breathe.

Her scream filled the small room. She rested her head on her brother's stomach, sobbing. Clint stood to the side, tears slipping down his face, not knowing how to comfort the heartbroken teen. It seemed cruel to let her sobs continue, but she needed to grieve.

As she sniffled our her brother's name, Clint slid his own eyes shut. "That speedy little b*stard."