v. Going To Help Him?

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CHAPTER FIVE

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CHAPTER FIVE.

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— PIETRO HAD SPED THEM OUTSIDE, LETTING WANDA SIT ON A PART OF AN ABANDONED SHIP SO SHE COULD REST.

          "What can we do?" Pietro and Izeta asked their sister in sync.

   "It hurts." Wanda groaned in pain, breathing heavily.

             "You'll be fine. Take my hands." Izeta told her, making Wanda offer her trembling hands.

    Izeta took a hold of them, their rings clanging together, she took a breath as she closed her eyes and focused. Black veins started to travel from Wanda's arms to Izeta's. Halfway through, they turned a purple colour.

              She started breathing heavily, as the pain traveled towards her, opening her eyes they glowed a dark purple.

    Ignoring the pain, she kneeled down, meeting her sister's height, "Are you okay? Do you feel better?"

             "You shouldn't have done that." Wanda said, trying to control her breathing.

     Izeta only waved it off, hissing slightly as her head started to throb harder, "It's fine. It's fine."

              "I'll be right back." Pietro told his sisters, glaring at nowhere in particular.

   "I'm all right. I want . . . I want to finish the plan." Wanda panted out, looking at her sister who was originally going to help her out with the Hulk, for protection.

          Izeta nodded at her sister, "I want the big one." Wanda continued, "And, you'll have him." Izeta told her younger sister.

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