Speed Shift: A Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Different perspectives

Your appearance returned to normal as you gasped, clearly showing your pointed canines.

"My inducer!" you said angrily.

He used the distraction as an opportunity to knock you down. You swore as you hit the ground painfully.

"Scheisse!" you exclaimed as you made contact with the ground. You shook your head and when you regained your senses you sat up, a hand on the back of your aching head. "Mist!"

"German?" Pietro asked cheekily.

Still a bit out of it you shot back, "No, why would you--?"

You cleared your throat, cutting your sentence off abruptly as soon as you realized you were speaking with a very noticeable accent.

You were about to keep denying it, when you saw the smug looks on Pietro's face.

You tried to contain your annoyance and failed miserably and the only words you managed to get out were, "Shut up!" And you lunged at him, ready to go on the offensive once again.

But as soon as you took a step, your vision clouded and your eyes closed involuntarily. You felt yourself fall as your mind started drifting, all guided by a red mist.

. .

Pietro ran quickly to catch the girl before she hit the ground. Picking her up bridal-style, he turned towards his sister.

"What did you do?" he asked Wanda calmly, but kind of worried his sister was about to traumatize another person.

"Relax." she said just as calmly, "I just directed her mind to her subconscious memories and put her to sleep. Nothing too scary."

"Alright. What now?" he asked, looking down at the sleeping girl in his arms.

Wanda was about to answer, when another voice was heard, "Put her someplace safe nearby," Ultron approached the twins. The sinister edge in his voice made them look at each other apprehensively.

"She'll be useful later." said Ultron.

. . .

Meanwhile, on the quinjet the Avengers were at a short distance from their destination.  Tony Stark sat, arms crossed, deep in thought.

"I'm sure she's fine, Tony." Natasha attempted to reassure him.

But Tony still felt uneasy. When he went to talk with his daughter, she was not in her room. She wasn't in the tower at all. He knew she could take care of herself. He knew that.

But it didn't stop him from worrying.

Once they arrived at the salvage yard, finding Ultron was not very difficult. They just had to follow the sound of his speaking.

"Don't compare me with Stark! He's a sickness!"

Tony took the opportunity to make an entrance, "Ahh, Junior. You're gonna break your old man's heart."

"If I have to."

"We don't have to break anything." Thor said, in an attempt at de-escalation.

"Clearly you've never made an omelet." Ultron joked, sarcastically.

"He beat me by one second." Tony jokingly complained.

Pietro, vitriol in his tone, addressed Tony, "Ah, this is funny, Mr. Stark. It's what, comfortable? Like old times?"

"This was never my life."

"You two can still walk away from this." said Steve hoping to talk some sense into the Maximoff Twins.

"Oh, we will." Wanda replied, albeit ominously.

"I know you've suffered." Steve started with one of his heroic speeches, but he was not allowed to finish.

"Uuughh! Captain America. God's righteous man, pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but…" Ultron complained dramatically.

"If you believe in peace," said Thor, "then let us keep it."

"I think you're confusing peace with quiet." answered Ultron.

Tony finally decided to cut to the chase, "Yuh-huh. What's the Vibranium for?"

"I'm glad you asked that," said Ultron, "but first, I think you'd be more interested in knowing about your precious little, Guppy."

Tony felt as though the shrapnel in his chest had finally reached his heart. He felt like he couldn't breathe; couldn't speak.

So Steve spoke instead, "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough." Ultron said dismissively. The attack of the Iron Legion punctuating his sentence. 

The fighting soon started and it took all of Tony's concentration to keep himself in the moment. If anything had happened to his daughter, he was going to take pleasure in dismantling that mechanical monster piece by piece. But he had to focus.

He couldn't save Y/N if he died now.