A Blondie and Printsessa - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Chapter 8 - Pietro

We walked into the thief's office. It wasn't really an office though, more of a room with a chair in it. Klaue tensed and slowly picked up his revolver, aiming it at the door which we were concealed behind. I sped towards him, quickly disarming him and punching his dirty face, all in less than a second. At this moment Wanda walked in, her face a threatening snarl.

"Enhanced? Strucker's prized pupils." He sneered.

I folded my arms, not bothering to conceal the threat we both posed.

"Candy?" He offered, both of us remained silent, though I was sorely tempted to take one-my increased metabolism means I am hungry a lot of the time. "I'm sorry about Strucker, but then he knew what kind of world he was helping create. Human life sells high on most markets." He smiled a terrible, toothless grin, I looked concernedly to Wanda who was still glaring at the wretched man. "You didn't know?" He stuttered as his voice dropped to a whisper, "Is this your first time intimidating someone?"

Wanda looked at me and back at him, her confusion masked by her endless stare.

"Unfortunately, I'm not that afraid." He held his palms up.

"Everybody is afraid of something." Wanda sneered.

"Cuttlefish." He replied "Deep sea fish? They have lights like disco lights boom boom boom." He opened and closed his hand on every 'boom' "That's how they lure their prey and then WHOOP!" he fisted his hand, punching the air in front of him. "I saw a documentary, it was terrifying."

I was slightly surprised that this guy watched documentaries but to hide it, I ran to get a sweet. I unwrapped it and put it in my mouth, staring directly at him. He blinked then resumed his speech

"So if you're going to fiddle with my brain and make me see a giant cuttlefish, then I know you don't do business and I know you're not in charge. And I only deal with the man in charge."

Wanda cast an image of Ultron. It wasn't an image though, it was Ultron. He threw Klaue out of the room and said threateningly "There is no man in charge, let's talk business."

Apparently that worked because we were shown to a room with a disguised toxic waste cupboard that was actually a cupboard with vibranium in it.

"Upon this rock I shall build my church." Ultron murmured as he chucked a vial of it at me. I caught it, it was lighter than I expected but still pretty heavy.

"That came at a great personal cost, it's worth billions." Klaue told Ultron.

"Now so are you, it's all under your dummy financial holdings, so weird, but I always say keep your friends rich and your enemies richer then you find out which is which."

Klaue turned to the massive robot "Stark?" he murmured. Wanda and I stood there, only half following the conversation

"What?"

"Stark used to say that," Klaue said. "To me, you're one of his."

"What?" Ultron grabbed the man's wrist, Klaues bodyguard grabbed his gun, Wanda disarmed him quickly. "You think I'm one of Stark's puppets? Look at me, do I look like Iron Man? Stark is NOTHING!" He roared as he chopped the dealer's arm off. "Sorry, I am sorry. It's gonna be ok, I'm sorry. It's just I don't understand, don't compare me with Stark." He spat, kicking the whimpering man in the face, leaving him falling down the stairs.

"Stark is a sickness!"