Wanda:
It has been 10 years since our parents died, because of Tony Stark and the US military. Not only my own life, but also my brother's was ruined because of them. To say I loathe them would be an understatement.
My brother and I are 20 years old now, and still haven't found a method to get our vengeance for our parents. We are both involved in protests and riots against the Americans who are invading our homeland, but we haven't made that much of an impact.
"Wanda, get the door please." My brother Pietro calls out from the shower.
"Okay," I say as I make my way to the door.
Looking through the peephole I see no one. Which is weird, since I heard someone knocking on the door.
"Who was it?" I hear my twin yell.
"Probably a bunch of kids messing around," I answer back as I make my way to the living room.
I stop dead in my tracks as I see someone sitting casually on our couch. "You aren't very vigilant." He says.
He was in weird black, green and golden leather clothes. He looked like he belonged in the renaissance. He was handsome and looked a few years older than me, not that I let that distract me from the fact that he broke into our home.
"Who are you?" I warily ask, looking around for an object I could use as a weapon. I spot a lamp that I plan to use in case he tries something.
"Is that really important? Why not ask why I am here, I feel that it spares us wasting much unneeded time and effort ."
"Okay, why are you here?"
"To give you the power to obtain what you strived your whole life to achieve. I hear you don't like Stark."
I try not to snort. "Do you usually break into houses and make promises of immense power? I am a bit sceptical about your proposal and even if you aren't bullshitting l see why you would give away this power."
He just shrugs. "You and your brother have potential and the reason I am offering it is that I am in need of volunteers to test my method on. Of course, I have long since made sure it isn't fatal, so you don't have to worry about that."
"So you want to experiment on us. Usually, the people who offer such deals use a bit more intrigue than you."
"Darling when you reach my level you don't have to hide or lie to get what you want from mere mortals."
"Mortals. Do you have a god complex?" I say and I am surprised how quickly I am at ease with a stranger who broke into my house.
"I don't believe so. I don't have inflated feelings about my personal abilities. Sure I am amazing at most things I do but I don't believe myself to be the best at everything."
"Right," I say awkwardly not knowing how to deal with this situation, should I call the police or tell him to leave. The guy is clearly delusional and can be a hazard towards himself or others.
"I have to go love but make sure to make up your mind otherwise there won't be a spot for you." He says and hands me what amounts to a business card that just says Loki with no other details.
Before I could question him on the nonsense card he disappeared before my eyes in bright light. My jaw hangs open at the casual display of what amounts to superpowers. Any evidence that I needed that the guy could accomplice what he said, he just showed.
Loki:
Hehe. I have tempted the scarlet witch. If Hydra could get her to do life-threatening experiments then I don't see how she would refuse my better offer.
I am going in this direction since I want her cooperation since it would be stupid to turn her into an op reality warper who would try to smite me because I forced her. Of course, I will not cancel my plans to steal her magic, maybe I will do the same procedure I did with Yelena and give her the weakened version of her ability.
Pietro has the latent supernatural ability for superspeed. It's also magic and I have to say those two fucking hit the jackpot when it came to births. Getting superspeed would have convinced me to meet the two but add the fact that I can also steal reality warping is enough that would even consider genocide. A shame their parents are dead, they would have made for an excellent test subject.
The business card will allow me to know when they are ready to accept my offer and I will allow them to stow in their decisions for a few days before heading back. Now I will continue work on my game creations, it is honestly the most fun job to have.
In my previous life, I considered just starting a games company but I was more ambitious, I studied biology to create a method of immortality or a superpower for myself, now I can finally do what I enjoy.
I already finished the creation of Minecraft and God Of War and I am enjoying the money I gain from those two games. I am currently creating an excellent rip off of GTA 5 with a name change since I don't want to buy the rights to the game, the characters and story will be different but will still be a game about criminals and such. There is also an optional co-op mode for the story since games are better with friends most of the time.
That is how I spent my time the last few days while waiting for Wanda. Of course, I spend time with my girls too, unfortunately, Elsa decided to join Yelena on her mission of destroying the hand. Feeling that Wanda is ready through my business card I immediately teleport back to Sokovia. What awaited me was the panicking faces of the wonder twins as I suddenly appeared.
"So, have you accepted my proposal?" I ask.
"Yes but only if my brother can come with me," Wanda says and I just nod. Stealing… I mean indefinitely borrowing both of their powers is the plan after all.
"Good, I have arranged a place where we will conduct the experiments. Pietro, right. Do you have things you want to say?"
"I don't trust you but I do trust my sister. If it weren't for the fact that there is a chance we could avenge our parents I wouldn't allow this." He says in his sokovian accent. I refrain from chuckling at his braveness.
"I would say something but sometimes actions are better than words... Follow me, don't worry about packing. My facilities have everything you will ever need." I say as I open a portal to a private island that I personally created and warded.
A/N: More chapters on my pa.treon/ DickMcJones