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semihero_pietroooc: since Pietro is a solitary person, he has yet to actually talk to anyone after HoTM, so he is still under the assumption that Wanda is dead. He has no idea she's alive but depowered in Wundergore and won't until someone actually tells him such, and makes him believe them. Until then, he's still crazy
Pietro had taken a long run around the world a few times, trying to vent his frustration in one of the few ways he knew how. Running.
Wanda had always told him he choose to run from his problems than face them. The downfall of his mutation. Run and hide.
Maybe if you had hid better, they wouldn't have found you dear sister... I should have helped you hide better... I should have... you knew they would find you... almost like you wanted them to find you...
He was in the midwest America somewhere. He had lost track of himself, but he was in field. I looked like corn, but it was still growing. It wouldn't be ready for harvesting until the summer.
Wanda always loved the summer, because she could go outside the wagon and dance and play in the warm light. Mama would sometimes put glitter on her face to make her sparkle...
He curled up in the field, unable to get the images out of his head. Ever since he had woken up, thoughts and memories kept hitting him when he wasn't focusing on something else. As long as he was running, they couldn't keep up with him. When he stopped, they slammed back into him like a freight truck.
As he ran, he kept thinking about how to avenge Wanda's death. Jean. Stark. It was there fault. But how could he even stand a chance against them? Stark, ok the human was weak outside of the suit. It would be easy to just slip into his bedroom at night... but Jean Grey? One of the strongest psychics in the universe. How the hell would he stand a chance.
And idea came to his fractured mind, and he pulled out his blackberry. He ignored the waiting mails for him, and instead typed out a quick message to his father.
From: Maximoff, Pietro (p.maximoff@xavierinstitute.com)
To: Lehnsherr, Erik (E.Lehnsherr@gmail.com)
Subject: We need to talk
Father, I need to speak with you now. Give me a time and place.
It's about Wanda.
Pietro
Pietro had taken a long run around the world a few times, trying to vent his frustration in one of the few ways he knew how. Running.
Wanda had always told him he choose to run from his problems than face them. The downfall of his mutation. Run and hide.
Maybe if you had hid better, they wouldn't have found you dear sister... I should have helped you hide better... I should have... you knew they would find you... almost like you wanted them to find you...
He was in the midwest America somewhere. He had lost track of himself, but he was in field. I looked like corn, but it was still growing. It wouldn't be ready for harvesting until the summer.
Wanda always loved the summer, because she could go outside the wagon and dance and play in the warm light. Mama would sometimes put glitter on her face to make her sparkle...
He curled up in the field, unable to get the images out of his head. Ever since he had woken up, thoughts and memories kept hitting him when he wasn't focusing on something else. As long as he was running, they couldn't keep up with him. When he stopped, they slammed back into him like a freight truck.
As he ran, he kept thinking about how to avenge Wanda's death. Jean. Stark. It was there fault. But how could he even stand a chance against them? Stark, ok the human was weak outside of the suit. It would be easy to just slip into his bedroom at night... but Jean Grey? One of the strongest psychics in the universe. How the hell would he stand a chance.
And idea came to his fractured mind, and he pulled out his blackberry. He ignored the waiting mails for him, and instead typed out a quick message to his father.
From: Maximoff, Pietro (p.maximoff@xavierinstitute.com)
To: Lehnsherr, Erik (E.Lehnsherr@gmail.com)
Subject: We need to talk
Father, I need to speak with you now. Give me a time and place.
It's about Wanda.
Pietro
