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Blinding rage consume her.
it was red.
Her eye.
Her hand.
Her rage.
Her brother.
Red. Red. Red.
The blood won't stop flowing
His wounds—Close. Why can't it close.
His face is red.
The red mask; torn.
Yet his face red—it's still red.
Everything feel mushy, and nothing feels right.
Sadness, Grive break her
The thing she remembers are her Rage,Sadness,Grive,and hopelessness—
And hopelessness make her desperate
And the last thing she know was her Guttural scream, pulled from the deepest of her rage.
And the chaos break.
⊰⊹----⊰⊹
She walks in an aura
Of life as much as chaos.
Where her feet fall
The world bloom.
⊰⊹----⊰⊹
Wanda always sensitive to sounds, always has been. It's sometimes caused problem when she were little— the chewing of Peter, when he think it would be funny to chew his mouth open.
Or when Peter—
...
Peter?
"—Wanda!"
Pain rushed to her head, earning a groans from Wanda at the sudden noise and the cold floor. And she might be trying to suddenly sit, but held back by a firm hand on her shoulders.
And she thanked Peter in her mind for pushing her back down, because that stun she might pull earlier would jostle her brain that right now might have a concussion.
"Just lay down Wandy, you have a concussion."
She did have a concussion
Great.
Reluctantly she just agreed and lie down on the cold floor, that seems irritated her more, but give up only for a few seconds and push her body up to sit
The first thing she realized are her clothes; tainted with blood. And she was wearing a very bright red dress. Covering her small body,
...
Wait.
Small body?
She just blankly stare at her state, mind running behind her head
She didn't realize she was zoning out only after she felt peter grounding hand on her shoulder
"You okay?" Peter eye was on her side, and Wanda look at Peter; his back was most likely to be covered in blood, and he look— younger.
"Did you-" "-srink?" Peter blink and Wanda blink twice, and they finally realized that they were turned to their teen's
Wanda and Peter look at each other, assessing their current state look
"You're head was bleeding," peter stated
"So does your back." Wanda fire back
"I guess that explain why my back was hurting like a bitch." He sigh and Wanda absently rub her head; flinch when she touch the Stinging on her head
"I think we need to find something to Treat this wound." Only answer by Wanda no comical 'hm.'
Peter rose from his sitting position,face mixed into pain; his spine was mostly damaged.
A swirl of scarlet aura fill on her hands, her eyes searching around the corner for something he didn't see
"What are you doing?" Peter tilt his head, already looking at something Wanda eyes looking, and then the scarlet vanished
"It's just nothing." She stated, getting up from her sitting position
They were in most likely to be a freshly Abandoned apartment, that seems have been left because of something.
That something is right now splatter around the ground
The blood was not much, but it's still concerning enough to warrant them in this cramped abandoned apartment
"This place seems like a murderer scene"
"It is a murderer scene" Wanda state grimly, her jaw biting tight, and her brow crinkling; fingers turning into first
"…" Peter look at her, staring blankly; yet she didn't look at him,
A beat pass
And second
"We die…
—didn't we?" His voice was small, and then finally Wanda can look at her brother
She didn't know how her face contoured into—even she didn't know his Expression,
'she just didn't want to see it.
He dying
He alive.'
she advert her eyes to the pooling blood on the front door— a dried patches of blood and still very looking fresh pooling of blood center it, and a gleaming of broke glass around the blood.
And they was lying at that pooling blood before waking up from unconsciousness.
Peter inhale sharply, his eyes growing wide
:
"We Reincarnated to a dead kids."
Dead, and now reincarnated into a freaking dead kids, who is definitely murderer in their house, and possibly they are in another universe.
Scrap that. They are in another universe. That seems giving peter Spidey sense the britches job— because it was going haywire and they still need to calm down because of the hours ago Discovery, which seems to give Wanda more growing headache and Peter train of thought to lose track
But they seem to be in hand because one of the rooms in the abandoned apartment to have some stack of old clothes, and more good timing because the water still work in the abandoned apartment; and now they look very clean because they take some dip in the shower and now new-ish Clothes, a bit Dusty; but beggar can't be picky or whatever they said, so they throw some random Clothes
Wanda was wearing a red beanie, and long black sleeve t-shirt, with black jeans and black gloves— her hair in tangel.
While he wear a very bright blue hoodie, a very Dingstinguish of red symbol 'S' on his chest, and a baggy jeans on
A further search in the abandoned apartment, they found some information about were they were on a old newspaper
Gotham, New jersey.
Okay.
He has no hate to the people, but new jerseys? Uh..
"We should go out to find more information" Peter freeze his train of thought and look at Wanda
"Okay…, and maybe we can find food too."
"Yes, find food." Wanda nod firmly; her hand not brushing the door handle but it still open on it's own, "uh, is there a lock?" A sounding click of door closed was heard
"Let's go."
"Yeah. Let's go." Peter grumble, then touching his stomach; who is the one grumbling
It's great knowing that they both are not alone in this god forsaken place, but the Gothamite people seems have been so rude when they ask questions or just straight up ignoring them.
At the least; they were losing hope, just wandering around like lost kids.
'i mean, we do are a lost kids.' peter thought bitterly, his mouth pouting 'and Wanda seems one step from hexing people out of sprite'
They just wander the street for god know how long they have been wandering this grimy street, until a very noticeable but small food shelter peek at the very noticeable side of the street
"Wanda" Peter urge her, by tapping her shoulder "there's a food shelter there," he lift his hand and point it straight with his finger
"Fucking finally." She sigh
"Yeah, frickin finally." Peter agree
After some people shouting and cursing their existence, they can finally find a seat to eats
Which is the corner, not great but it still serve a purpose
"Do we really have to sit here." Wanda grimace, her hand shooting up to pinch her nose
"Beggar can't be a picky, I guess." Peter sighed
'thank gosh we are not the only one is a minor.' Peter then realized what he just thought and grimace at the thought 'no, that was not normal. Stupid frickin Peter Parker' he mentally smack at his head
"Do we know what place we should go after from here?" Peter ask Wanda, his eyes looking at her; Scraping the leftover of his food
"We can go to the library" she suggested
Peter nod his head figorusly at the suggestion "yes, yes, we should later go to the library."
After some food scraping and more people cursing their existence, they finally made it to the most likely to be the Gotham library, which is kinda far from where they have started at.
And further notice, Peter and Wanda seems to deduct that the people here love gargoyle, which is great for the dark crime ridden city aesthetic
They were just headed to the north and here they are at diamond district, a very bright looking Gotham public library— Peter push open the door; and they were meet with a very huge and high ceilings,the wall painted in warm yellow, paired with its warm light above, and very high book self; which seems like to be Stretching from here to the end of the room
And a very looking tired librarian, her hair was ginger; tie back into a low bun, green eye below the thick frame of glasses, crinkling as she look at the monitor Infront of her
She turned her head up as she heard the bell ring door open;a pair of teenager in their sixteenth walks in
One was a girl and very more looking young boy than the girl who is wearing a red beanie, and the boy with superman hoodie
The boy had a brown hair, and brown eyes, same looking as the girl; Besides her eyes— a green eye.
Nothing is alerting about the two of them, but Barbara seems can't sake the feeling of the boy looking like someone she very know.
"Hello you two!" Barbara wave her hand— her wheelchair rolling out of the receptionist
"How can I help you?" She ask, eyes raking through the twin
"Hello, miss- Barbara." The boy greet, squinting slightly at her nametag he smile a pair of dimples show between his mouth "I want to ask for some library cards, so I can use the computer with my sister"
"And my ask both of your name?"
"Peter" Peter say, eye looking at his sister; " Wanda" Wanda say, Barbara smile widen, her hand gesturing them to the receptionist
"Do you guys want the library guests card?" She ask
"Yes, we just moved here" Wanda stated, earning a raised eyebrow from Barbara "move to Gotham? Willingly?" her voice in dubious content
"No, not very willingly, you must say." Peter say, chuckling while rubbing his neck "if you guys say so" she say, taking a two card beside her "here, you can go ahead and use it, there's a time limit for 1 hour"
"Got it" peter nod "c'mon" Wanda say, walking to the computer section after getting the card "thank miss Barbara"
"Call me babs" babs stated "okay miss babs" she chuckle and wave Peter away "yeah yeah, go, before your sister left you"
'Wow, people really do not exaggerated how bad this city crime is' Peter huff, hand still on the 'gotham city' search
While Wanda was searching 'metropolis' a very kinda looking New York City. But only the vibe. Kinda? Who care
They here only to gain more information and searching their existence or this body existence, which is kinda lucky that both of them; Wanda and Peter now and Dead Kids Wanda and Peter— they both have the same last name too! Parker, and very additional middle name to Wanda Parker— who is now Wanda Marya Parker.
And it seems Peter & Wanda kids deceased status is not put to the bio of them— not shocking; they are still lying on the blood when their soul pulled out and put into this poor dead kids.
More digging they found Peter mother son to the mother of Mary May Fitzpatrick, an ex Scientist at Lex corps and then Mary Replace her surname to Parker. Because she married to Benjamin Parker, who have a adopted daughter, named Wanda Parker.
Uncle Ben married to his biological mother aside— both of them are deceased. First Ben; die on his job, as a firefighter. Mary; Poisoning, alegedly because of murder, no further investigation within the New York police department—which is very odd. Mary has very little friend hell, someone that held grug against her.
Mary do not list Peter biological father. So a deadbeat dad. Got it.
After the death of both of Parker, Wanda and Peter got sent to foster care; Django Reinhardt. Married to Marya Reinhardt— who sadly die of illness, and they changed foster home again after Django went homeless; a failed family business, and now in debt because of gambling—no sign of children abuse on the report; just a desperate grieving husband
Wanda face was grim when she heard what happened to him.
Last Foster Care was with Maria westcott, who die because of heart attack.
'gosh. Why every person die when they foster Peter and Wanda.' they grimace
A very much foster parents decline them, maybe because of their past track with the past foster parents
Sad, because both children didn't know anything about it at that time.
Until both the siblings send to Gotham, placed with Isabella specter
That when the reports say that both of the children run away, both at the age of turning sixteen.
Very funny thing.
The abandoned apartment they wake up was the foster home; owned by Isabella herself.
Now they have the maps
Just a car to take it further.