Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, and Stark's Sorrow (4/5)

Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch are in trouble.

They possess formidable fighting capabilities and enjoy a high reputation among the rebels, even being hailed as "Supernovas."

A bright future awaits.

It's a pity they were too young.

Being young means lacking experience.

Both of them were simple and naive by nature, and mistakenly trusted the wrong people.

Therefore, experiencing betrayal becomes a natural occurrence.

"Cyclops, you traitor! If I get the chance, I will kill you!"

Quicksilver, wearing the [Ability Suppression Collar], glared fiercely at the strange-looking bespectacled man not far away and uttered a harsh threat.

He always regarded Cyclops as his right-hand man, treating him almost like a brother.

But what did he get in return for his trust?

Ruthless betrayal and mockery!

Betrayal is like rubbing salt into a wound.

Quicksilver can accept his failures, but he cannot accept his own incompetence, because his Yamato and hubris dragged down his sister Wanda.

Upon hearing the other person's words, Scott Summers sneered.

His gaze, peering through the futuristic-looking lenses, landed on Quicksilver Pietro.

Looking at him like a stray dog, Scott said sarcastically, "You've fallen to this level and you still dare to spout nonsense? You probably don't know that I've been an undercover agent for the New World Federal Government from the very beginning."

"How is that possible!"

Pietro caught his breath.

Having lost his ability to move at high speed and pass through objects, he is now just an ordinary young man, no longer the imposing Quicksilver who toyed with the federal government's lackeys.

Scarlet Witch Wanda appears much more mature than her brother.

She straightened her blood-red dress and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Like a queen of a defeated nation, barely managing to maintain her last shred of dignity and self-respect.

Wanda didn't even glance at Scott Summers.

Her gaze fell on Erik Lehnsherr, the current leader of the opposing camp.

"Cyclops has personally killed many of the Federation's lackeys. Even so, you can accept him?"

A single sentence instilled apprehension in Summers and simultaneously presented Erik with a difficult problem.

To Wanda's surprise, Erik did not show any discomfort as she had expected; instead, he looked at her approvingly.

"A clever girl."

Erik spoke in a kind and benevolent tone, unlike a ruthless, seasoned politician, but rather like a gentle Elder doing charity. "You've suffered because you didn't study enough, otherwise you would definitely have achieved great things in the future."

This tone made Wanda feel unexpectedly uncomfortable.

She would rather be arrogantly scolded and berated than be pitied like this.

In fact, Wanda didn't need Erik's answer.

She guessed the answer.

It's nothing more than a dirty trick to eliminate dissidents.

The same thing often happens among rebel groups.

"Are you mocking me? Please put away your sense of superiority."

Wanda displayed the Scarlet Witch's aura, stating firmly, "You can kill me, but you can't defeat me."

"No, no, no, lovely little girl, you've misunderstood me."

Erik snapped his the Snap.

Scott and his group of special forces soldiers scattered like birds.

Wanda and Pietro looked completely bewildered by this.

What does this mean?

They quickly came to terms with it.

As the head of the federal government's chief think tank, Magneto is no ordinary man.

His ideas are wildly imaginative, like a gazelle's horns hanging from a tree, elusive and hard to grasp.

Even as the defeated, Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver siblings are trying their best to maintain their last bit of pride.

"Children, why are you rebelling against the federal government?"

"Under the control of the God of Justice, the whole society can maintain order and stability."

Magneto said earnestly, "You must understand that peace has never been the norm; war is the Eternal theme of history. We have only managed to reverse this trend through hard work and struggle."

Quicksilver Pietro opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

In terms of verbal sparring, how could he possibly compare to Erik, a Fried dough stick who has been engaging in verbal battles with a group of geniuses in a think tank for decades?

Speechless and dumbfounded.

Scarlet Witch Wanda, however, showed a very tough stance.

Her eyes gleamed with a ghostly light, like those of a martyr; her tone was somewhat ethereal, but her gaze was exceptionally resolute. "For freedom!"

Erik finally became angry.

"Freedom? The freedom to commit crimes?!"

With a wave of his hand, the siblings were enveloped in tiny metal particles and floated into the air.

The world above ground is, after all, the rebels' territory. Once they're captured and taken back, there'll be plenty of time to slowly train them.

In Laboratory No. 261, C-class, First Federal Academy of Sciences.

Bruce Banner realized that his friend didn't seem to be in a good mood today.

"Hey... Tony, what happened?"

Tony Stark isn't one to keep a secret, especially from his best buddies.

He poured out his grievances like beans spilling from a bamboo tube, telling his own story.

A story spanning a decade.

Ten years ago, Tony, who was a mischievous youth (now a mischievous middle-aged man), asked the former school beauty a question at a class reunion.

"I know my son's last name Stark ten years from now. Do you know what your son's last name will be?"

She lowered her head, her face as red as a lotus flower in the sunset, and said softly, "Also surnamed Stark."

Young Tony didn't understand the significance of that red color; he was just playing along and had sex with the other person.

Now that Tony has suddenly understood this meaning, he feels a pang of pain in his heart, but it is too late for regrets.

At this point, Tony Stark exhaled a smoke ring.

After a long pause, he said in Youyou voice, "She became my stepmother."

Bruce Banner's expression was complicated; he didn't know whether to laugh or comfort the other person.

Emmm...

From a certain perspective, that woman could be considered a prophetic Prophecy.

Her son does indeed have the surname Stark.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The test subject burst into laughter without any restraint.

He even laughed so hard his body convulsed.

After a while, he finally came to his senses and commented in a cheeky manner, "You guys can have a threesome."

Do you want to die?

Tony glared at him angrily.

The test subject felt a chill run down his spine when faced with Tony Stark's murderous gaze.

So the test subject decided to take a roundabout approach. "Don't misunderstand, I mean: Plan, Ploy, Position—that constitutes Wade Wilson's strategic 3P model! You can borrow a bit from it; it's very useful for your scientific research! Hey, not there! Ah!"

Those who court death often perish because of their foul mouths.

In a moment of emotional turmoil, Tony Stark dealt Wade a brutal blow.

"The experimental subject has stopped breathing and experienced cardiac arrest. Please provide immediate resuscitation."

The alarm bells went off in the laboratory, and the red lights flashed.

Tony, lost in grief, looked completely listless and showed no reaction.

Bruce Banner then begins cleaning up his friend's mess.

Epinephrine hydrochloride, norepinephrine, Nicole, lobeline, Ato...

Various emergency medications were injected, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation was initiated.

The entire rescue procedure was followed, but it had no effect whatsoever.

"When brainwaves disappear, the experimental subject dies."

Banner sat stiffly next to Tony: "It seems we... accidentally killed this guy..."

Fourth update, one more chapter tonight!