It's You
Everyone is born with a soulmate. Some people are born with one, some with two. When someone physically touches their soulmate, a connecting mark appears on the inner wrist
Wanda and Pietro Maximoff had bore matching soul marks on their wrists since birth. A blurred, red swirl colored the skin.
It surprisingly wasn't uncommon for siblings to bear matching soul marks. The type of relationship between soulmates was always left up to the carriers. Usually when siblings bore a matching mark, that meant they had another soulmate out in the world somewhere.
Wanda and Pietro had waited anxiously for their marks to change. Every time they went out, they would pray it was the day they would run into their other half.
As the years went by, the twins kept the faith that they would eventually find their missing mate. They delt with the snide remarks from their classmates that saw that their matching marks remained unchanged despite years of being out and around other people. They tried to ignore the sad looks from their parents as time went on without their added third. It was hard at times, but the Maximoff twins weren't quitters. They would eventually find their soulmate and when they did, they'd never let them go.
At ten years old, thoughts of a missing soulmate vanished as the twins' peaceful world ended.
Orphaned and alone, the twins were gathered up with other survivors and sent into care facilities, left with nothing but each other and a growing hate for Tony Stark.
For the next few years, the twins grew, joined protests groups and fought for those that needed it. They fought, until they were given an opportunity, they couldn't refuse.
Hydra test subjects.
Exposure to the strange Sceptor granted the twins special abilities. Pietro found himself with super speed, enhanced durability and perception. Wanda was left reeling from the sudden onslaught on telekinesis, telepathy, mental manipulation and psionic abilities.
They were the only two test subjects to survive.
As they honed their abilities, their hatred for Tony Stark continued to grow. The better control they gained, the more they had of getting revenge against the person responsible for ruining their lives.
The only thing to calm their minds throughout the years after their parent's deaths, was the typically warm happiness their unknown soulmate was experiencing. That was, until they were 17 and the happiness vanished, and the visible wounds appeared.
It was unheard of for soulmates to mirror physical marks of their mates outside their soul marks. Perhaps they should have felt lucky that this ability seemed to have been unlocked along with their new powers, but Wanda and Pietro didn't feel so lucky. Every day was a reminder that their soulmate was no longer happy or safe.
Then again, hadn't they put their soulmate through the same thing? At least they had each other though.
It hadn't passed Hydra's notice the twin's soulmate was alive, and clearly in distress, as they observed the various marks adorning the twin's skin. The black eye they once sported was unavoidable. So, it became the weapon used to keep the twin's loyal. The promise that getting control of their abilities and eliminating the Avengers would eventually lead them to their mate.
It wouldn't have taken that promise though. The twins had enough hatred for Tony Stark to stay in line regardless.
Before things could get serious for them though, Hydra fell. Their greatest link to killing Tony Stark was gone and the twins were, once again, alone.
Then he came.
Tony Stark's own creation that turned on him.
Ultron.
The AI inhabiting a robotic army that promised an end to Tony Stark if they joined him. Once again their revenge was so close.
As the fight between Ultron and the Avengers carried, Wanda and Pietro found themselves at a loss. Ultron was not the savior he promised he was, and Tony Stark wasn't the man they thought he was.
Ultron's defeat at the hands of the Avengers and their own left the twins with nowhere to go and uncertain of who they could trust. Until a hand was extended to them from the most unlikely source.
Tony Stark offered them a home in his tower and an apology for their loss.
The three talked for a while, with other Avengers filtering in and out to fill in gaps. After a while, the three came to a tentative understanding, and Wanda and Pietro left for New York and a new life.
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"We just get past Ross, the Accords and send a brainwashed fossil to Wakanda so it only makes since that this would be next." Tony huphed through the coms as what looked to be large, skinned rabbits with acidic spit tore down the emptied street.
"If this makes since to you, don't think of anything else." Clint replied, the sound of his bow string humming.
"I missed breakfast this morning gentlemen." Natasha cool voice sounded. "Let's wrap this up."
The team had lost count as to how many creatures they had already taken down, and they were finally able to count how many were left.
"Five to go team." Steve said.
Groans of frustration, impatience and hopeful relief was the only answer.
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Wanda watched as the piece of ruble she lifted flew and slammed into one of the rabbits, pinning it to the ground. She took a deep breath, her head starting to ache. She had been pushing herself all morning and she could feel the weariness settling in. Taking a moment to rub her temples, she missed piece of concrete crashing into the building she was on.
Dust and debris flew up, a large chuck hitting her and throwing her into the air. She tried to catch her breath, her side aching and preventing her from concentrating as she fell. She knew no one was close enough to catch her, and she wondered how Pietro would handle being without her. She had never even gotten to meet their soulmate.
Closing her eyes, she submitted to the fall.
She grunted as a hard body collided into her uninjured side, swinging her away from the main fight. A sweet warmth spread through her body has she turned and looked into the masked face of the newest ally of the Avengers. Spider-Man looked back at her, the white eyes of his mask open wide in shock.
"It's you." she whispered, cupping his face in her hand as he set her on the ground gently.
She watched as his chest rose and fell quicker and he backed away from her, eyes still wide.
"D-don't go." Wanda said, reaching a hand out for the vigilante.
Shaking his head in jerky motions, Spider-Man turned running away and firing a web. She watched as he swung back into the fight, disappearing from her line of sight.
"Wanda!"
Wanda turned as her brother slid up next to her.
"How bad are you hurt?"
"I'm ok. I just got clipped on the side. Couldn't focus to catch myself."
Pietro nodded, checking her over anyway.
"Spider-Man caught me." she smiled.
"I owe him one." Pietro chuckled, pulling her into a hug.
"Pietro," Wanda said, pulling back to look him in the face. "It's him."
"Who?"
"Spider-Man. It's him, Pietro. He's the one."
"Are-are you sure?" he asked, not wanting to get his hopes up after so long waiting.
"I felt it. I felt the warmth of the connection. It's him." she smiled wide, her eyes wet with tears as she uncovered her wrist to reveal the familiar blurred red swirl no contained a small black spider in the center..
The siblings hugged again, then stumbled their way back to where the others were finishing up the fight. The bodies of the strange, mutated creatures littering the streets.
"Gross." Clint said, kicking the wrinkle skinned lump. "Any ideas what these things are?"
"Does it matter?" Sam asked, landing next to him.
"Guess not."
Wanda watched as the team formed back together, her eyes scanning for the spider themed hero. She sighed in relief when she caught sight of him talking with Tony Stark. She still had uncertain feelings towards the billionaire, but he had found and been working with Spider-Man for a while, and the hero seemed very close to him. Maybe she could fully move past her misgivings if her soulmate trusted him.
"Let's go talk to him." Pietro whispered in her ear, nodding his head in the direction she was looking.
She smiled, following after her brother. They had been searching so long for their soulmate that finally having him standing before them was nearly overwhelming.
Spider-Man's head jerked towards them as they approached. He took a step back from them, his movement confusing Tony.
"Kid?"
"I-I have to go. I'll see you later Mr. Stark!" Spider-Man rushed, shooting out a web and swinging away quickly, ignoring the calls after him.
"Where's he going?" Pietro demanded.
"How should I know?"
"You know who he is, don't you?"
"Look, the kid is a complicated case."
"But-" Wanda frowned, looking at the empty skyline. "He's our soulmate."