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semihero_pietro) wrote2007-02-13 12:43 pm
semihero_pietro) wrote2007-02-13 12:43 pm
Entry tags:
Rainy Nights
X-Men Evolution 'verse
Dad pulled a trick on us. Wanda had been having problems with her powers, again. Ever since the fire where our parents, the D'Jangos (not our real dad), died, she had been having problems keeping them together. Every day it was getting worse, and it scared her.
So Dad told us we were going to go to a movie. Some crappy girly movie that Wanda wanted to watch and he figured it would be nice. But he told us that we needed to stop at one of his friend's house before we got there. So we got lollipops to suck on while we waited in the back seat.
Dad came out with his friends and they wanted to talk to Wanda. I remember that it started to rain, and she didn't want to get out of the car, but I told her that she was a wimp for being afraid of getting wet. So she got out and started to talk to the two men. I ignored them, kicking the back of the seat in front of me, wanting to just get going to the movies already because it was already dark and if I was lucky there would be those dancing video game machines I could play on. I was really good at those.
Then I heard Wanda scream. I got out of the car faster than I had ever moved before. My sister was my life, and I didn't know why she was screaming, but she was and I needed to help her.
But then I felt my body just stop. I looked up and saw Dad looking at me, and I looked down and saw that I had worn my steel tipped boots, and a pair of dog tags that I had gotten from a vending machine. That was enough for Dad to use his powers to keep me from moving.
He came over and put his hand on my shoulder. "This is for the best, Pietro." He told me softly, and I couldn't watch anymore as Wanda, wrapped in a white jacket was dragged into the building, her hair wild from her powers and the rain, and I couldn't do ANYTHING to help her.
That's why I don't like rainy nights. Because now, years later when it's dark and raining, all I hear is her screams and I can't save her.
Dad pulled a trick on us. Wanda had been having problems with her powers, again. Ever since the fire where our parents, the D'Jangos (not our real dad), died, she had been having problems keeping them together. Every day it was getting worse, and it scared her.
So Dad told us we were going to go to a movie. Some crappy girly movie that Wanda wanted to watch and he figured it would be nice. But he told us that we needed to stop at one of his friend's house before we got there. So we got lollipops to suck on while we waited in the back seat.
Dad came out with his friends and they wanted to talk to Wanda. I remember that it started to rain, and she didn't want to get out of the car, but I told her that she was a wimp for being afraid of getting wet. So she got out and started to talk to the two men. I ignored them, kicking the back of the seat in front of me, wanting to just get going to the movies already because it was already dark and if I was lucky there would be those dancing video game machines I could play on. I was really good at those.
Then I heard Wanda scream. I got out of the car faster than I had ever moved before. My sister was my life, and I didn't know why she was screaming, but she was and I needed to help her.
But then I felt my body just stop. I looked up and saw Dad looking at me, and I looked down and saw that I had worn my steel tipped boots, and a pair of dog tags that I had gotten from a vending machine. That was enough for Dad to use his powers to keep me from moving.
He came over and put his hand on my shoulder. "This is for the best, Pietro." He told me softly, and I couldn't watch anymore as Wanda, wrapped in a white jacket was dragged into the building, her hair wild from her powers and the rain, and I couldn't do ANYTHING to help her.
That's why I don't like rainy nights. Because now, years later when it's dark and raining, all I hear is her screams and I can't save her.