บท 12: Pietro
The shrill, high-pitched screech of the Rasengan ripped through the air, the whirling sphere vibrating with such raw power that the atmosphere around him warped.
The air itself seemed to pulse, drawn into the spiralling vortex of chakra, every inch of space distorted by the imminent force of destruction.
For all his mastery over metal, for all the strength he wielded, there was no defence against what was coming.
Minato's presence loomed over him, his silhouette outlined in the blinding blue light of the Rasengan.
Pietro had caught the kunai aimed at Wanda, his super-speed faltering as his head whipped around in horror. Wanda, frozen in place, locked eyes with Minato's fading afterimage, her mind yet to catch up to the terror unfolding around her.
Minato's empty hand clenched the sealed rock with deliberate precision, his body twisting with lethal grace. His every movement was filled with purpose, no wasted effort…only pure, efficient violence.
The screeching ball of chakra spun faster, compressing, tightening, until it was a swirling mass of annihilation, vibrating so intensely that the very ground seemed to tremble in anticipation.
KRAKOOM!
Impact.
A shockwave erupted like an explosion, the force so sudden and overwhelming that it crushed the air in its path. Magneto's armour didn't just crack, it disintegrated beneath the pressure.
The Rasengan tore into him with the weight of a thousand suns, drilling forward as it sent the master of magnetism rocketing down, faster than the eye could follow.
The earth buckled and cracked a crater forming from the impact of Magneto crashing into the ground. His scream drowned by the roaring devastation of Minato's attack.
The entire park shook, an earthquake that rippled through Central Park with Minato at the epicentre.
A large shockwave exploded from the point of impact, the nearby trees being entirely stripped of their greenery.
The park erupted in chaos: car alarms blared, birds scattered in panic, and distant screams pierced the air.
Magneto's body lay there, unmoving, as the ground beneath him smouldered, tendrils of smoke rising from his form. The Rasengan had not just struck, it had obliterated everything in its path.
Minato landed gracefully in the aftermath, his form casting a shadow over Magento, his eyes cold and calculating, the battlefield around him left in utter devastation.
Minato glanced at the devastation, a flicker of satisfaction in his eyes. His mind racing as he contemplated his plan.
The brotherhood now watched on wide eyed, Pietros hands shook, Wandas hovering form seemed to falter, her own powers for a moment failing her.
"Now, we negotiate" he said calmly, his voice ringing through the park clearly, this was his plan.
Minato was determined to negotiate from a position of strength. Standing over Magneto, gravely injured but alive, he knew he held the advantage
"Negotiate?" Pietro asked shakily, he looked ready to run, his eyes flicking to his sister.
Pietro's mind raced as he looked from his father to Minato. He realised that a retreat, surrender, anything but fighting was necessary.
The memory of a cold unyielding hand wrapped around his throat ran through his mind.
Looking up at Minato standing over her father, her hands shook with a mix of rage and fear. Her magic surged, but she fought to restrain it, Minato held the cards.
Pietro's gaze shifted between his sister and Minato, determination hardening in his eyes. With his father incapacitated, he had to take charge.
"Yes" Minato said calmly "I will not kill him" Minato wasn't one to revel in destruction, this wasn't his world to conquer, merely a battlefield to cross. Peace, no matter how temporary, was a path that gave him more room to manoeuvre in the long term.
"You won't?" Pietro questioned, his voice still quivered with hints of fear, but he had straightened, a sense of determination burning in his silver eyes.
"I'm not here to kill him," Minato said, his voice steady. "Killing him would only escalate the conflict. I want peace, not perpetual war."
Pietros eyes ran over the man's form, the man…he remembered the look in his eye, he didn't want to kill him.
But he didn't doubt that the man could.
"What do you want then?" Wanda spat her fists shaking in rage, his eyebrow furrowed and her eyes burning red. "We won't bow"
"I want peace, I leave you alone and you do the same" he said, the other members of the brotherhood watching intently.
"That's not peace, that's a truce" Pietro said "What happens if you come across one of our missions" he said carefully, his mind racing.
"If you harm innocents, I will act." His voice was as calm as ever, his eyes though, were chips of ice.
"Pietro…" the weak voice still rang with authority, Minatos head turning to the downed form in slight disbelief. "We…do not, negotiate from the ground" his voice raspy and weak, yet it still rang through the park clear.
Wanda felt rallied, tendrils of magic burning and snapping at the air surrounding her hands.
"Father, I'm securing our safety. Isn't that what you wanted…our survival?" Pietro said, almost desperately.
"I want more…more than survival" Magneto's voice still rang strong, even as his whole body screamed in pain.
Wanda shook her head, a red glow casting long shadows across her face, her fists clenched, "He doesn't want us to have to beg to live, Pietro" her voice quivered with anger. "We're not animals"
Red energy building and condensing, ready for an attack until Pietro's hand tightly grabbed onto her arm.
His silver eyes met her glowing red ones, his jaw was clenched, his eyes serious.
Wanda's face twisted with rage as Pietro's hand tightened around her arm. She glared at him, her magic crackling violently. "What are you doing, Pietro?" she demanded, her voice a mix of frustration and disbelief.
Pietro's eyes met Wanda's with a mixture of determination and desperation. "We're in no position to win this fight," he said urgently, his voice low and firm.
"Think about our future, our father."
The air was thick with tension as Wanda's power crackled, threatening to burst. But then it stopped, the red glow fading, the long shadows hiding her face disappeared.
There she stood, a teenage girl just afraid for her father. Her jaw clenching as she looked up at Minato "Fine" she spat "But if he betrays us" power crackled at her fingers scorching the air.
A few seconds passed, Minato nodded his eyes focused and eyed the twins.
Magneto's eyes flared with a mix of anger and disappointment as he lay on the ground, unable to move. "Pietro," he growled, his voice laced with pain and frustration. "Do not-"
"We end this now," he said interrupting his now stunned father, silver eyes meeting Minato's without an ounce of fear. "We need peace, for all our sakes." Pietro stood straight, his voice strong.
Minato's smile was faint but genuine as he took a measured step toward Pietro. The wind tugged at his white cloak as he extended his hand, the gesture full of silent promise.
Magneto's strained, pain-filled gaze followed the proceedings, his disappointment evident.
The Brotherhood watched in tense silence, the gravity of the situation sinking in as their leader's fate hung in the balance.
Pietro's grip was firm, their eyes locked as they shook hands, the air humming with the weight of their agreement.
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Sorry guys I know this'll be a controversial chapter, I know some of you would have wanted Minato to kill all of them or even just kill Magneto, but I do REALLY enjoy writing Pietro and I kind of want Minato and him to fight side by side in a scene at some point.
That's not the only reason I'm writing a temporary truce, I also do think Minato would think ahead, because again this is not his world, he does want to return to Naruto and I don't think starting a war with mutant kind is really what he needs right now.
But anyway, enough of my rambling I hope you enjoyed the chapter and enjoy the next one twenty times as much!!!
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