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A/N: So I hope you all like this story, I did a bit of research for what language Pietro and Wanda spoke seeing as they are from a fictional country and from what I have researched Serbian is the language that they use. So that is what I am going to use! Smooches! Enjoy!

Prologue

Not once in her life did Norah ever imagine that her life would turn out like this. When Norah was younger and still had her childlike innocence she wanted to be a singer or an actress, she wanted to be on stage in some sort of fashion and be the center of attention in a manner of speaking. She never thought that she would end up being a mutant with extraordinary abilities, that she would end up running away from home at fifteen because of how her family viewed her abilities, Norah never thought that she would join a mutant school and graduate early with honors, she never thought that she would end up being found by a government agency when she accidentally leveled a housing development and that they would offer her help, she never thought that she would basically become like a daughter to the Tony Stark and that she would see him as a father to her and Norah didn't think that she would end up finding a family that would accept her wholeheartedly – powers and all.

Norah certainly didn't image that she would be surrounded by murder crazy robots that were doing their damndest to kill her, and those she thought of as family. She also never thought that she would end up finding Pietro who drew her in like a moth to a flame. Sokovia was a land of strife, of anger, of pain and suffering….it was the land where Norah found something more. She found Pietro.

"Norah, you must live for me, yes." Pietro said from where he was kneeling on the ground next to Norah who was lying on the cement ground and bleeding from the gunshot wounds she had received because she decided to save Pietro, Clint and a young boy Clint was bringing to be transported from the floating city. "You cannot die."

At that Norah gave a pained laugh, "I'll…I'll try my best." She said as she hissed in pain, she could feel where all three of the bullets that hit her were in her body and god did they hurt like a bit but it was worth it in the end, she saved Pietro, Clint and the kid. "I'm not really in the mood to die."

Pietro looked at the blonde haired woman who was bleeding on the cemented roads of Sokovia, a woman who piqued his interest the moment she chased after him what could only be a week ago. The most important person in his life had always been Wanda, she was his twin and the only other person he thought about and would kill for, it has only been the two of them since their parents were killed but Norah changed everything for him. She was intense, stubborn and fiercely protective, and she was not afraid of taking anyone head on be it Pietro himself, Wanda or even Ultron. She would do it. He cared for Norah deeply already even though they have not known each other long, and Pietro was thankful for that first meeting….and when she had hit him. Norah was something else, that was for sure.

"Pietro." Clint said softly as he looked at where Pietro was knelt down besides Norah, and then looked at Norah who was in serious trouble if her wounds didn't get tended to soon. "We need to go, we need to get her to the Hellcarrier."

"Go," Pietro said and waved Clint to go ahead of him. "I will be moments." He said as he turned back to Norah with a gentle smile. "Moj mali bik." He said as he grabbed her hand which had blood on it from her pressing her hand on one of her wounds. "You will live for me, you made a promise." He said as he shifted and slid one arm under her knees and another around her back and stood up carefully and much slower than he would have preferred to go but he was not about to take any chances when it came to Norah's health and safety.

Norah slung an arm around Pietro's neck, her fingers weakly touching his silver/blonde colored hair and gave a small grin. "I did, didn't I?" she said as her pain filled brown eyes looked up into his intense blue colored ones. "I promised to be in the sort of situation where less clothing would be involved."

"Yes, you promised that to me." Pietro said as he steadied her in his arms. "I do not like promises being broken." He said to her with a half-hearted grin, he hoped to all the gods that existed that Norah would live and would not die in the fifteen minutes that it would take to get to the Hellcarrier.

"I'll do my best." Norah said softly, blinking her eyes rapidly. "I'm so tired Pietro." She said to him weakly.

Hearing that Pietro's eyes widened, he may not know much when it came to the medical field but he did know enough that someone should not fall asleep after they were injured, especially with how seriously Norah seemed to be injured. Without a second thought in mind Pietro sped quickly to the ships that were transporting them to the Hellcarrier and did all that he could to keep Norah's eyes open; he would not lose Norah after only just finding her.

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Thank you so much for reading this, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter so far! I know it's not all that long but it is jsut a prologue afterall. So please tell me what you think!

Serbian Translation

Moj mali bik : My Little Bull.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~ Quotes ~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

"No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily."

― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

"Smiling at death seems like a pretty bold act. And so I smile like a damned fool."

― Emm Cole, Keeping Merminia