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@hackxtivist 

      What was happening to him? One minute he’d been fine, barely waking up despite it being in the afternoon. His sister had been  cooking and left him some food in the fridge, he’d taken just one step into the kitchen before something had happened. He’d ended up encased in stone over his entire body, during such        time, he could feel his body vibrating at an aggressive rate,        practically rattling this stone shell right off him.        

       After that, he’d been zipping and dashing all over the place, slamming into walls and sometimes crashing through them all together. No doubt he’d drawn enough attention to himself by now to have attracted media coverage on the alarming new developments he was experiencing. At one point he’d managed to drain himself of energy long enough        to stand still for a moment and take in his surroundings. He        saw a team of people slowly approaching him, hands up in        a gesture of peace.         

        Pietro’s gaze landed on the brunette woman who stood  upfront with an aura of confidence. Like she wasn’t afraid of him? She acted like she couldn’t handle whatever he was becoming right now.

“P-Promise that you and the others will be careful?” Julie had questioned her father, they were going to fight Ultron. She hugged him tightly and gripped his shirt, wanting to remember what he wore….just in case. She then went over to Pietro, over the short time that she got to know him, she got to call him a friend. She poked his chest, more tears welled in her eyes, looking up at him. “No getting hurt or getting killed for that matter. Got it?”

@boogeyinthefield

       Pietro’s heart practically melted over the sight of the girl before him. The fact she’d gotten so close to him over the short time he’d been around was already unique of a thing, now to see her getting all upset before the big fight had him itching to cheer her up. Reaching out a hand to give the girl a soft ruffle on her head, he chuckled in amusement.