It was a brisk morning, Tony and I were running around the track sweat rolling down my body.

I feel a rush of wind and see light blue. I trip and scrape my face through the dirt. Tony helps me up and mutters something about the new Avenger.

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I walk into my room my face bleeding Wanda tending to it. "My brother is such a moron." She says as she pulls my sweater dress out of my closet as I pull off my towel. I throw my running stuff into my laundry basket and pull on my socks, bra and panties. She hands me the dress and I pull it on brushing out my H/T (Hair type, long/medium length/short, curly/wavy/straight) hair and walk out of my room with a giant bandage on my face.

Tony looks at me and stifles a laugh. "Go properly fuck yourself Stark." I growl and he chuckles as he leaves. Pietro, or I assumed from what Wanda told me, walked into the kitchen and I snarled. "Dick."

He looks at me flabbergasted and sees my face. He laughed slightly then regained his composure. "I'm sorry. Uh, I'm Pietro, we haven't met yet. I'm also known as Quicksilver." I roll my eyes and begin drinking a nice tall cold glass of ice water. "I'm Y/N and I'm the GoFuckYourself Avenger." "LANGUAGE!" I glare and sigh. "Sorry Steve!!" 

I look to Pietro and extend my hand. "The Hunter."  He grins and so do I as he shakes my hand.

And that's how I met Pietro Maximoff