The Third Maximoff

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What if the Avengers didn't find the last HYDRA base? What if Pietro and Wanda weren't the only enhanced? Or Maximoff's? What if the Avengers were going to take on their greatest challenge yet? What if she was a 13-year-old girl who had to live with them? What if she once tried to kill Clint and Nat, and nobody knew but them?What if she had trained in the red room?What if Nat treated her like a daughter?What if her name was Yulia Maxmoff?What if she wasn't a normal girl?What if she was known as the Angel of Death?What if her Best friend was Ruby Hale?What if she was doomed?What if she could see the dead?What if? {Civil War (?) - Endgame}
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Chapter 6

I was right.

Three hours into our little shopping trip to buy me some 'much' needed clothes and a suitcase they attacked. They attacked me, my sister, Natasha and Sharron. They made a horrible mistake. Because within about three minutes all of the 50 person team were either dead or near death. It was fun. Too much fun.

After that little run in they made sure to not be noticed on the security camera.

I did the opposite. I tried to be caught on every single one of those security cameras so that Ruby could track me like she'd promised. I know some of you will be thinking why do you want HYDRA tracking you? It's simple really, I may hate their ideals and past but they're my family. More so than the sister who doesn't believe I'm real. More so than the two ghost who've been trying to get me to 'stop this madness'. More real than any family could ever be and I miss them. I miss my early mornings and late nights training with Katarina until one of us would go back to our rooms to rest while the other screamed into a void of experimentation. Life wasn't good but It was a life. Here I am nothing.

Eventually we stepped back through the doors to the hotel room greeted by grunts from the guys who were on a call with and old man with something on his legs, a middle aged white guy who looked kinda familiar and a man who sat in a throne with a girl maybe just a bit older than me standing next to him.

"She needs to go somewhere! A life on the run from the governments of the world and an evil organisation from world war 2 isn't the life a twelve year old should have!" Steve yelled, exacerbated.

"She can join my team but I know you wanted to get her away from the spy world for a little while," The middle aged man said looking away from the camera to something out of the projection.

"How about she lives with Rhodey and everyone at the compound but phil is written down as her legal guardian when she enrolls in school," Natasha entered the conversation, "We can claim he's her uncle and she can start the process of becoming a citizen and if she wants at weekends she can train and join you on low-profile missions?"

"That would work-" The man on the throne stated before being cut off.

"I want to meet her and I can try to figure out her physiology and try to get a gage on her abilities so that we know what they are for future reference." The young girl stated.

"Her is right here," Wanda said giving me a look that said she finally believed me, I don't know why but she did and that made going along with any of these people's plan. People Wanda trusted. "I guess I'm also her legal guardian so shouldn't it be up to me what we do with Yulia?"

No one replied more looking astonished a) she believed me and b) that Wanda had spoken up.

"Well if you want to get into techniqualities then my legal guardian was killed by those two," I stated pointing at Nat and Steve.

Nat winced as if remembering exactly when it happened, "She's right but now that we know you have a sibling who is legally allowed to look after her. Wanda is her guardian because she was 18 when he was killed."

"Whoever her guardian is it doesn't change the fact we have to find her somewhere to live until she's an adult," Sam snapped a little to harshly as Nat raised her eyebrow at him in defense. He knew he made a mistake.

"I want to live with Wanda. Sh is my sister after all," I started looking at the people whom I knew spoke russian. I turned to look at Pietro who was nodding at me in agreement, which lead me to mutter, "See Pietro agrees."

"You can't but you could live with me," A strawberry blonde said popping onto the screen next to the middle aged man I now knew was Phil.

"And you are?"

"I'm Gemma, Gemma simmons and I can be your adoptive big sister if you want."

Phil glared daggers at her.

"I have an adoptive older sister and she's hellbent on destroying the world so it hasn't worked out the best for me."

I love her, though.

"Well she sounds pleasant," Natasha said sarcastically. "Actually I had someone like her in the Red Room. Who is it?"

"Ruby," I slightly sang her name.

"That checks."

"I want Yulia and me to think of a plan involving all of you to protect her, so even if she can't live with me she knows that I am helping to protect her. She is my little sister after all."

"I like that Idea best," Nat said looking at me with a new found curiosity.

"Give us a day and we'll get back to you. For now me and Nat are going to give Yulia a makeover so HYDRA won't recognise her. Sharron could you please look up girls schools in New York because I feel that's the best place for her." Wanda stated sounding more in charge than I thought possible.

"Okey we'll reassemble in 24 hours," Phil said ready to turn off his hologram.

"So, Yulia do you know what your IQ is or what level you're learning at so I can inform schools?" Sharron asked, her eyes burning into my soul.

"I have an IQ of 153 and I was learning at ruffly a year 13 level in the English education system."

"So you're gonna be bored in the American system. I might try Sousa's Academy for the Enhancement of Girls Education and Lives. I'm guessing you're more used to having just girls and no boys the way you talk about HYDRA."

"Yes. IS it not the American system?"

"No it is but I know the owner and she'll extend you and most of the girls either come from rich families who could afford to by the school or backgrounds closer to yours," She said trying to explain something simple to me even though she now knew my IQ, "The owner is my childhood best friend and my aunts ex's daughter."

"That sounds great Sharron. Me, Nat and Yulia are going to go have a fashion show in our room," Wanda told her feed up of her attitude even though she was too kind to just say, 'Shut up Sharron', I know she wanted to.

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