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Wanda and Pietro are perfections!!! I love it!!!
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Also I found this on Pinterest and now I need therapy!!
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-ThorneThis is very odd, random and out-of-the-blue, but recently…I’ve had pics of Bucky as a Realn, and got a fanfic idea…actually, a couple…
#1
The first idea goes with the odd idea of Bucky in a Realn suit of armor, and it may even leave Bucky with more mental troubles than the real Bucky…instead of Hydra, It’s Grathmere, and I might somehow make Bucky related to Alpha by family or friendship cuz why not? It follows the same lines as the real Marvel but with the Grathmere twist. I haven’t really planned much out, since I literally got the idea only two hours ago 🙂 . How it might be sadder than the real Bucky is that to a Realn, honor is everything and to loose your honor is considered worse than death. Bucky thinks he has lost his honor, and so he’ll have an extra conviction to deal with besides guilt. I haven’t decided on the Steve figure yet, I thought about it being Alpha, but Alpha is too different from Captain America.
#2
This idea popped in my head half an hour ago, what if one of my Realn ended up getting mixed up with the Advengers?
#3
This came to me like ten mins ago, so you can guess where my thoughts have been tonight 🙂 . What if I flipped #2 around, and dropped an Advenger among the Realn?
Tell me if this is a bad ideatation, or you may just ignore me. I probably have no right even being here.
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I’m sorry!!!!
Although it kind of gives me an alternate ending short story idea… *slowly opens google docs*… *starts writing*
I’ll be back
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I finally have chapter two of my What If? fanfic
Chapter 2
Pietro slowly entered the room, he was careful to not make a noise. Fury had stated several times not to go into this room of the S.H.I.E.L.D. facility. But Pietro didn’t trust him, he hadn’t trusted anyone since his parents died and his sister was taken.
Fury had said he could help get her back, but if that was true then why was he keeping secrets from him?
Pietro slowly stepped into the room, it looked like some kind of laboratory, but it was so much bigger than he had expected. Yet he didn’t have any interest in looking around when his eyes locked on the glowing blue object in the middle of the room.
He tilted his head slightly as he walked closer, his curiosity peaked him to get closer and closer.
“What are you doing?! Get away from there!” One of the scientists yelled. Pietro ignored him, but he did make his pace faster toward the glowing cube.
His finger barely brazed it before an explosion knocked him unconscious.
~*~
Pietro crossed arms as Fury entered the room, he was ready to defend his reasons for entering the room.
“How are you feeling?” Fury asked part of his voice was harsh but not nearly as mean as Pietro had imagined.
“Fine,” Pietro shrugged, it had hurt quite a bit when he had touched it, but now it was bearable.
“I gave you orders, you didn’t listen, you could’ve been killed!” Here was the lecture Pietro had expected.
“But I wasn’t” Pietro had a quick mouth, that had gotten him in trouble quite a bit. He still remembered some of his parents’ warnings but now those didn’t seem very important.
He heard a laugh, and that’s when he looked up to realize Fury hadn’t been the only one to enter the room. In the corner was a tall man with blond hair, and he had apparently found Pietro’s quick wit amusing.
Fury also looked up at the man, not with surprise but instead a scowl. “And what do you find so funny Barton?”
“He finds my remarks funny, ” Pietro said not showing any doubt in his answer.
“Uh no, I think your stupid shenanigans to be amusing,” Barton stated with the cross of his arms.
Pietro gave an irritated look. “Well, you’re not exactly the brightest person I’ve seen.”
“That’s enough,” Fury’s brows knitted and an irritated yet stern look crossed his face. Pietro suddenly lost all the bravery to argue against Fury. “The way I see it we’re doing you a favor by letting you stay here while we try to track down your sister, but I expect a certain amount of respect, and so does everyone else.”
“Including him?” Pietro pointed to Barton.
Fury hesitated, clearly in debate whether he deserved a high amount of respect. “Including him,”
“Alright, but I also expect to be kept in on the secrets, after all this is my sister, fair?” Pietro raised an eyebrow.
Fury looked a little shocked by the negotiation, probably because it was coming from a ten-year-old, but he let out a soft chuckle. “Alright, that sounds fair.”
“But if you want our help, we need to know everything about the people who took your sister,” Barton said, taking a seat next to Pietro. He seemed a bit more sympathetic than Fury.
Pietro thought back to the day, his voice choking as he spoke. “There were masked guards, they grabbed her arms, and they showed no interest in me. Then they just took her, like she was nothing.”
Barton looked at Fury and then at the ground. “Red Room,” he whispered.
“What’s a red room?” Pietro asked, turned to look at Barton, giving him his full attention.
Fury looked at Barton and then spoke before he could. “Nothing, the red room is a myth, but there are other places we can look into.”
Barton looked like he was about to speak, but one glare from Fury and he shut himself up.
From then on, Pietro grew up in the shield facility, every waking second wondering about his sister and if she was safe. He had also learned the ins and outs of the facility and got to know almost every agent in it. Yet there was one thing that was kept from him, and that was any information about the red room, everyone he asked claimed it was a myth and nothing more. So Pietro trusted them, after all, Fury had promised to be honest with him.
~*~
Private meeting, no entering.
Pietro read the sign on Fury’s office door, Fury hated interruptions and he didn’t particularly like people. Most shield agents wouldn’t dare walk through that door, but Pietro wasn’t most shield agents, in his mind the sign was an invitation to come in and join the fun.
So he obliged the invitation and walked in.
Hawkeye and Mockingbird or Clint and Laura as most called them, were gathered around Fury’s desk. But who truly caught his eye was the redhead who was seated right across from Fury.
“Did you not see the sign?” Fury gave an annoyed glance at Pietro.
Taking a seat and leaning his head back, he smiled. “See I always thought that was your way of welcoming me in,”
“Then what do you think the welcome sign means?” Clint asked, popping into the conversation with a sly grin.
“Wouldn’t know, Fury never uses that sign,” Pietro snickered and then turned his attention to the redhead. “You certainly aren’t bad-looking,”
She turned, her green eyes showing a distinct darkness. “Thanks, you aren’t so bad yourself if I was interested in the white hair look.”
Pietro ran a hand through his silver-tipped hair, it hadn’t been his choice but instead, it came with the powers from the teseract. “So what brings you to S.H.I.E.L.D.?”
No one said a word, not even Laura made eye contact with him.
“I was raised in the red room, it was my home.” The girl stated.
Pietro stood up in shock. “I thought that was a myth, you mean it’s real?”
“There’s no myth about it, it’s real, very real.”
Silence echoed through the room, as Pietro stared down everyone. “And I suppose everyone knows it’s real?” Before anyone could protest, Pietro got back on topic. “Do you know a Wanda Maximoff?”
The girl eyed him like he had just spoken the worst of all words. She looked away for a second. “Scarlet, she was a favorite of Dreykov and he always called her his special one, his powerful one. She never trained with the other girls.”
“Other girls?” Pietro raised an eyebrow.
“The red room takes young girls and trains them to… to kill, one of twenty survives the rest he disposes of,” Clint stated. “He considers girls the most unused natural recourses.”
Pietro out of nowhere began to laugh, but not his usual laugh, this one was clearly fake. “So let me get this straight, for six years you guys have told me the red was fake because nobody wanted to tell me that my sister was probably dead!” Pietro looked at Clint and Fury specifically. Hurt written in his eyes. “I’m going to go, it was lovely meeting you…?”
“Natasha,”
Pietro nodded his head goodbye, walking out of the room with pure anger. People he had trusted for years had been lying to him, not being honest about suspecting his sister’s death.
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@smiley why must u sadden me about fictional characters
@freedomwriter76 noooooo whyyyyy
so confession: the thing that got me more interested in Bucky is because my brother makes for a PERFECT Winter Soldier cosplayer……
He has the long hair and everything, and even his face is almost the right shape.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@smiley oh and yeah I love that fanfic idea!!
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@freedomwriter76 @keilah-h
Okay, so I never saw the board but girl!! I love that, and I’ve seen similar collages on Pinterest just with other Avengers
Also I have this scene/chapter thing that I wrote based off an idea
same universe as my other Hannah and Pietro ones
“Okay so remind me why I’m here,” Steve asked, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.
In Hannah’s kitchen were, Her husband Pietro, her sister-in-law Wanda, Steve, Yelena, Bucky, Sam, Peter, and Violet Basically the surviving Avengers and new recruits minus a few.
“Cause Yelena decided she needed all of us,” Bucky answered. Yelena had been the one to call the meeting together, and she was the one standing at the end of the island with a computer in hand like she was about to give a presentation.
Since there was no Avengers’ compound anymore, Hannah and Pietro had graciously offered their apartment for use. Although it was quite small for the group.
“I’ve been working on freeing the widows, but something I never could figure out was why there were so few girls in the red room that me and Natasha infiltrated.”
“Well, only a few girls make it through training right?” Wanda stated.
“But what about the ones going through training?” Yelena clicked a few buttons on her computer and then turned it to face everyone. “Unless Dreykov wasn’t building in just one spot.”
On the computer was a map, and it was zoomed in on one location, the widow symbol used to highlight it.
“You’re saying there’s another red room, being run by who? The still brainwashed widows?” Steve’s curiosity was peaked as he took a step into the kitchen.
“That’s my best guess.” Yelena looked at everyone, brushing a loose strand of hair back. “Freeing one widow at a time is easy enough, but freeing a whole base is going to take a lot more help. Bucky knows what I mean.” Yelena’s eyes locked on Bucky’s and for a second everyone went silent.
Bucky gave a look of shame as he nodded. Steve and Hannah shared a glance, Bucky had shared with the two a while ago that he had been a trainer at the red room. He said it was one of the crimes he committed that brought him the most guilt.
Yelena hadn’t exactly been thrilled to hear he was an Avenger, and she had held a grudge against him forever. Hannah felt bad for both of them.
“So let’s go,” Peter stated, reaching out to grab a chocolate from the candy bowl in the center of the kitchen island.
“Easy there, it’s not exactly like going on a school field trip.” As Hannah said that, Pietro waved Peter’s hand away from the chocolates.
Peter gave a look of confusion which Pietro replied with a naworring of his eyes. “They’re my chocolates.”
“Pietro.” Hannah gave the “look” that Pietro had known forever. “Let the kid have a chocolate.”
“These are rare Sokoivan chocolates, do you know how hard they are to find?”
“They’re hersheys just written in Sokovian,” Wanda argued.
“How dare you disrespect a delicacy like this!” Pietro looked astonished.
“Seriously?” Hannah put a hand to her forehead in exasperation. She then looked at Peter. “Grab a chocolate kid, infact grab two or three, for all I care you can take the whole bowl!”
“Well in that case I’m taking one,” Sa reached out and grabbed a chocolate, and Pietro scowled at him. So to mess with him, Sam slowly put the chocolate in his mouth, moving his hand as slowly as possible, he then savored the chocolate for a good four minutes with a wide grin on his face.
“Fine does anyone else want chocolate? Anyone?” Pietro held the bowl out with an irritated look on his face.
Bucky, Violet, and Wanda all grabbed one.
“That’s the last time I leave the candy bowl out,” Pietro muttered, setting the bowl down and crossing his arms.
“Hey! I hate to interrupt this wonderful chat but while you guys are talking about chocolates, countless kids are at risk!” Yelena said, staring down Pietro.
He smirked. “What’s with the starring thing?”
“You can tell a lot about a person by their eyes,” Yelena replied.
“I have a plan,” Bucky spoke up, everyone turned to look at him. “But I’m going to need to call in someone.”
“They ain’t getting any chocolate.” Steve mused.
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-ThornePeter gave a look of confusion which Pietro replied with a narrowing of his eyes. “They’re my chocolates.”
“Pietro.” Hannah gave the “look” that Pietro had known forever. “Let the kid have a chocolate.”
“These are rare Sokoivan chocolates, do you know how hard they are to find?”
“They’re hersheys just written in Sokovian,” Wanda argued.
“How dare you disrespect a delicacy like this!” Pietro looked astonished.
“Seriously?” Hannah put a hand to her forehead in exasperation. She then looked at Peter. “Grab a chocolate kid, infact grab two or three, for all I care you can take the whole bowl!”
“Well in that case I’m taking one,” Sa reached out and grabbed a chocolate, and Pietro scowled at him. So to mess with him, Sam slowly put the chocolate in his mouth, moving his hand as slowly as possible, he then savored the chocolate for a good four minutes with a wide grin on his face.
“Fine does anyone else want chocolate? Anyone?” Pietro held the bowl out with an irritated look on his face.
Bucky, Violet, and Wanda all grabbed one.
“That’s the last time I leave the candy bowl out,” Pietro muttered, setting the bowl down and crossing his arms.
Lol! That is the most I’ve laughed over a scene in a month! I love it!
“They ain’t getting any chocolate.” Steve mused.
LOL! Steve!!!!!!
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