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 14

'You told me to keep it so I kept it. We are sisters after all Natasha.'

From that day on I could choose fully when I used my abilities all of them. Even my ability to see ghosts, though I kept those I like and got rid of the bad ones, including Thanos. Who'd been following me around for a while now actually but I kept ignoring him and his speeches about balancing the universe. For gods' sake, the world wasn't a torque equation in Carol's physics class or even Tony's more confusing Quantum Physics class.

"Wait I missed Tony's wedding! And he has a child?" I asked Steve as I trailed behind him like a lost puppy now that Nat and Wanda were both gone.

I'm sorry I jumped ahead of myself a little bit. Last I talked to you we were interrogating Yelena but now we're sitting around talking to the others about how the revamp of the universe is going before we knew it, the meeting ended.

"Have we considered all the options? I mean we have to be able to do something," Nat asked.

"Nat there's nothing we can do."

"We could kill her."

"Natasha, we are not killing her!"

"Why not?"

"Because we're playing the Barbie Mermaidia game! There is no option to kill Barbie. It's made for 6 year olds not assassins!" I responded, getting up from my seat, "PBJ or ramen?"

"PBJ, little one. Get yourself something with vegetables!" she yelled back at me.

"So should I have ramen, borscht or porgis?"

"BORSCHT! More veggies!" she yelled back as I smiled at Steve who was using the laundry off the kitchen.

"Borscht?" I offered him as I put the leftovers in the microwave and began making Nat's sandwich.

"No thanks. Is she OK?" he asked.

"She wants to kill Barbie, other than that much the same. She's doing as well as she can, she lost a lot more than anyone realizes. But she's OK," I responded.

"How about you?" he asked.

That's the question. If I answer honestly he'll make me come to his stupid therapy group. But if I don't he'll see through the lie. Honestly though how was I? I haven't seen any of the snap victims, so where were they?

"I'm doing as well as you'd expect. I lost my sister again. I lost a large chunk of people I cared about and now Nat's not even Nat. I just want a normal life for once. One without all this crap. Without wings, and superheroes. I've also been wondering a lot," I told him opting for a half truth.

"Wondering about what?" He asked genuinely concerned.

"About what life would be like had that bomb never dropped where would that Yulia be and what would she be doing now. I'm nearly 19 and have no clue what I'm doing, I still look 15 but I don't know why. I just for once want to know what it's like to be normal."

"Trust me normal is overrated. Being special isn't," he responded.

"I wouldn't know. I've never had a chance to know. I just want that chance. That's all. Even if I didn't take it. It's Just i want to be offered the chance to be normal for a week or day."

"Well I'm going to finish my laundry. Maybe you could show me something you've been working on since last week?"

"OK enjoy your laundry, I'm going to eat my food and train with some ghosts. Then I got babysitting duties for one of Nat's friends."

"Well have fun."

I like the red by the way. It's very Natasha or Wanda undercover."

"Hey Steve can I ask you a question? If you were able to upload a person you knew was going to die and had a family into a computer. Would you do it? And would you think it would be good for a young child?" I asked nervously. I've dedicated so much time to learn to code enough to help do this for YTony I just have this feeling and for me with Nat.

"I would but I don't know if it would help the child. Can I ask why?"

"Danvers taught me a way of doing it. I know who won't make it soon so I thought for their family's sake I could save them onto a computer. It wouldn't be the same but it would be something."

"Maybe you should, but think about how you'd feel if it was you," he told me before I went to give Nat her sandwich and went about doing my own research in the lab. Listening to reports of the snap around the world while reading research papers on the ashes formed when they disappeared. All the time questioning what Steve had said to me.

Before long I'd had enough about all of the stress that always comes with thinking or listening to anything surrounding the snap. I decided to meditate and let my mind shift through dimensions until I landed on one I found peaceful enough to relax my mind and let myself have a nap.

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