Chapter 2
"No way!" Peter exclaimed when he realised what the other had just done. "You to!?"
"Me too?" Pietro asked seemingly confused.
"Watch." Peter smiled as he stood up and begun speeding around the room, just as Pietro had done minutes ago. "We need to have a race some time."
"Incredible." Pietro mumbled and stood up, walking towards the other. "I have never meet someone that could ever compete with me."
"Me neither, I can't believe this is actually-" Peter suddenly froze, his eyes looking at something that made his heart stop.
08:43 pm 17/8 - 2016
That was what it stood on the clock hanging on the wall.
"Is something wrong Peter?" He heard Pietro ask but he didn't answer, instead he asked one question.
"What year is it?"
"Huh?"
"What. Year. is. it?"
"Uh.. it's 2016." Pietro asked and Peter suddenly found his legs going weak underneath him and he would have fallen to the floor if it wasn't for Pietro.
"Yah Peter, what's wrong?" Pietro asked sounding really worried, but Peter couldn't really answer him.
"20..16.. 2016?" Peter looked at the other without really seeing him. "33 years.. 33 freaking years?"
"Peter, what are you talking about?" Pietro asked, worried about his new friend. "What's wrong?"
"Last.. last time I checked it was 05:15 am 12/8 -1983.. 1983.." Peter mumbled. "How.. How can it be 2016?"
"1983?" Pietro asked surprised. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm totally sure." Peter nodded. "I need to contact the others."
"Others? "
"Yeah.. I'm part of the X-men." Peter nodded. "I need to see if there alright."
"The X-what now?" Now it was Pietro's turn to be clueless.
"The X-men?" Peter looked at the other. "You've never heard of them?"
To this Pietro just shook his head.
"Are you a mutant?" Peter asked, when a sudden thought hit him.
"A mutant? what's that suppose to mean?"
"Then how did you get your power?"
"Well.. i was kind of experimented on and yeah.." Pietro explained. "How about you?"
"Well.. I'm a mutant so I was born with it." Peter answered.
"What's a mutant?" Pietro asked.
"You've never heard of mutants?" Peter was now more confused than ever. "The mutant hunt? A mutant killing the president? Apocalypse and the end of the world?"
"The what now and the who?"
"This can't be right... you said you were a superhero so how can you not know these?" Peter tried to wrap his head around the situation. "Then tell me something I should know."
"Well.. alien armies attacking earth?" Pietro asked earning a blank look from the other one. "Sokovia?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about?" Peter shook his head. "What exactly are happening?"
"Have.. have you ever thought about the possibility of different dimensions? " Pietro asked after a while. "I remember two of my team members talking about it not so long ago."
"Different dimensions? You mean i have somehow traveled to another dimension?" Peter looked sceptical before letting out a deep sigh. "I guess nothing should surprise me anymore anyway."
"So.. say you're from another dimension. " Pietro begun. 'Why did just you come here?"
"I guess it could have something to do with you."Peter said after thinking for a moment. "We both have the same power so to speak."
"I guess you're right, but it's still weird." Pietro sighed. "Hey, what's your full name?"
"Why?"
"I'm just wondering." Pietro shuddered.
"Peter Django Maximoff." Peter smiled but it faded away when he saw the others facial expression. "What's wrong?"
"Maximoff?" Pietro mumbled. "You have to be kidding me!"
"What?"
"Pietro Maximoff. " Pietro smiled. "My name is Pietro Maximoff."
"So.. we're like.. you know." Peter begun. "We're like the same person?"
"I guess." Pietro nodded. "Do you have a sister by the way?"
"Yeah, I actually have." Peter answered surprised. "How did you know?"
"I have a sister to." Pietro smiled. "Her name is Wanda."
"Oh.." Peter looked down at the mention of the name.
"What's wrong?" Pietro asked worried.
"I have a twin sister named Wanda." Peter sighed. "She ran away from home years ago and I haven't seen her since then."
"I'm sorry." Pietro said, wrapping an arm around the other. "I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't know."Peter smiled slightly. "But hey, it's not everyday you get to meet.. ehm.. your.. I'm not really sure what exactly you are to me."
"I just have to ask you " Pietro said, pointing towards the other's hair. "Is that colored?"
"Nopp, all natural." Peter laughed. "But your own look colored though."
"It happened when I was experimented on." Pietro shook his head. "The white in it is my natural hair colour."
"I see.. It suits you." Peter nodded.
"Well your hair isn't bad either."
"Really?" Peter smiled bright. "That's the first."
"Huh? "
"Well where I'm from being like me, having powers is called being a mutant." Peter explained. "And humans or non mutants don't like us so, being different is a pain in the ass."
"Really.. " Pietro said. "Then do you ever wish you weren't a mutant? "
"Oh hell no." Peter shook his head. "That would be so boring and slow, I'm still not sure how anyone can survive without speed. "
"I know right! " Pietro agreed. " The world is just so slow "
"Finally someone who understand me!" Peter let out a big sigh. "I mean everybody keep telling me to slow down but I mean why?"
"I know the feeling." Pietro nodded. "By the way, are you hungry?"
"I'm literally starving, how did you know?" Peter asked surprised.
"Just a feeling." Pietro answered a before grabbing the other's arm, pulling him out of the room.
"Wow! This looks funking cool!" Peter speeded around the big room, the boy's excitement making the other speedster smile.
"Do you like it?" Pietro asked.
"Of course, it's awesome! "Peter said running up to the window's. "Wow.."
"Hey, I'm not really into cooking so how about pizza" Pietro asked, receiving a nod from the other. "Okay, wait here, I'll be back in a couple of seconds."
"Yeah, be quick okay." Peter smiled before Pietro speeded out of the room only to return about twenty seconds later, five pizzas in hand.
"I didn't know what you liked so I got some different pizzas." Pietro sat down the pizza on the table. "I also bought some snacks."
"Is those Twinkies?" Peter as he immediately started looking through the snakes bag.
"Let's eat pizza first." Pietro quickly opened the boxes as they sat down by the table.
"So, are you living here alone or?" Peter asked after quickly stuffing his face with pizza.
"No, the other's are away." Pietro answered. "Training or out on missions."
"Huh.. but I have to ask you." Peter looked up from his pizza. "How the hell did I get here?"