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Peter flopped onto his sofa, breaking into the pentagon was fun. The earful his mum gave him was not fun ("your only 14, if I see those men again they'll be lucky to make it out alive"). She'd grounded him until further notice. He was only allowed to go to school (Even thou he didn't turn up most days) so he spent most of his days in his basement. This day was like any other he went to school, ignored his teachers and screwed around, he left his homework in his bag planning too ignore it until the last minute. Peter put his Walkman over his ears and began to listen to the last record he had in, Time in a bottle. As he listened to the music he hear some noise up stairs.
"PETER COME UP HERE, SOME PEOPLE WANT TO TALK TO YOU"
Walking up the stairs Peter saw two men, the where dressed in matching close wearing sun glasses,
"Pietro Maximoff?"
"I go by Peter but, Yes?"
"You need to come with us"
"I'm sorry" his mother cut in "Peter's 14 what do you want with him"
"That's confidential"
"As his parent and guardian I deserve to know wha-"
"We're FBI," The man on the left pulled out a badge, "We need to bring him down to the station, routine questions"
"N-"
"Mum" Peter cut in "Its fine, I didn't do anything illegal. I'll be back before you know it."
She sighed then turned to the men "If he's not back by dark I'll be at that station myself"
"Yes Ma'am"
The trip to the station was awkward, one of the men drove while the other sat in the back next to him. When they got to the station he pushed into a room and cuffed to the table. After what felt like hours a man entered the room,
"Pietro Maximoff correct?"
"Yes"
"I have a couple questions I would like you to answer truthfully"
"Ok"
"Great. Where you involved in the breaking out of Erik Lehnsherr from the pentagon."
"Nope, who even is Erik"
"Do you have any relation to the man know as Magneto,"
"I've seen him on the news, never met the man thou"
"Your telling the truth?"
"Yeah, why would I lie"
He was left alone after that. No one came to uncuff him, Peter didn't even know if they remembered he was there. Just as Peter was debating trying to dislocate his thumb to get out the cuffs the door opened.
"Peter?"
"Yes, are you letting me go?"
"We just have one more question," a couple more men walked in behind him holding something,
"You are a mutant correct,"
Something felt off,
"Can't you see that on my file?"
"I'd like to here it from you,"
"...yes"
One of the men grabbed his hair shoving his head against the table,
"WHAT THE-"
Before Peter could finished his sentence he felt a prick in his neck,
"Don't worry," the man said "we'll talk soon"
"Where is my son?"
"Ma'am we have no record of a Maximoff being brought in for questioning"
"Some officers took him from our house. They said they where bringing him here"
"You let your underage son leave with strange men?"
"They had the badges, WHERE IS MY SON?!"
"Magda Maximoff?"
She turned seeing a young man standing in a hallway,
"Yes?"
"Can you follow me?"
She followed the man into an interview room,
"Where is my son?"
"Pietro?"
"Yes. What have you done with him?"
"He's aggreged to take part in a special program"
"What?"
"As payment for not serving prison time for breaking into the pentagon he will take part in a trial."
"You blackmailed him?!"
"No he agreed"
The man pulled out small recording device,
"Are you willing to take part in this experimentally trial" the man's voice asked
"...yes" her son's voice responded
She started to cry, "Why..."
"It will be a two year trial, he will write you letters but you will not be able to see or contact him though any sort of technology"
"..."
"Thank you for your cooperation"
Stryker left the room, he was lucky for the doctored audio, she didn't seem like the type to give up easily. But with this "proof" there was nothing she could do.
Walking out to the back he climbed into the truck. The subject was restrained to a metal bench at his legs, arms, torso, and head.
"Sir"
"Yes?"
"The file we currently have on him," the guard handed over a file.
Subject 31 - Pietro Django Maximoff
Mutation - Superhuman Speed, Enhanced Physiology, Accelerated Perception, Accelerated Metabolism
Familia connections - Father - UNKNOW
- Mother - Magda Maximoff - ALIVE
- Sister(twin) - Wanda Maximoff - DECEASED
- Sister - Lorna Maximoff - ALIVE
Criminal Record:
- Petty theft
- Public disturbance
- Destruction of private property
- Destruction of government property
- Trespassing
The was a few pages of his school reports but nothing of not there.
"Well, looks like we have the perfect subject."