[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

The arrival of Pietro not only brought the professor's method, allowing Qin to sort out Wendy's last incomplete memory, but also brought the news that Goring was arrested.

The man fled back to the underground research room, smashed the specimen bottle, and wanted to take Barbie's body away.But the X-Men didn't give him this chance. When the research room was bombed, the blonde beauty's body was left underground forever, just as he had hoped before his death.

Pietro gave Goring a heavy blow when he wanted to resist, pinning him to the ground and beating him to death. If Professor X hadn't appeared in time, Goring, who might have been taken away, would have lost a leg.

Greta was very excited when she heard the news: "When my mother gets better, we will go back to Xavier."

Of course the boy was happy. He held the girl's shoulders and kissed the top of her hair: "Don't worry, Goering can't run away." After hearing the girl tell him about his mother's consciousness, Pietro was a little annoyed. This man's mind is so deep that he not only controls Wendy, but also controls so many children.

Fortunately, those children are now in a mutant rehabilitation center, and so far they are safe and stable.

"Is Ms. Wendy no longer objecting to her daughter being abducted?" Pietro asked with a smile.

Greta stuck out her tongue: "Of course not, she saw that I have a boyfriend, and it's too late to be happy."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Pietro asked, "Is there any special dinner on the East Side?"

The girl seemed to know all his thoughts, and pointed to a small restaurant with simple decoration on the side of the road: "I know you are already hungry. I couldn't come here to eat last time. I will treat you this time."

Pietro wrapped his arms around the girl's waist from behind, hugged her in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance of her body, and felt his body and spirit relax together: "Greta," he rubbed the girl's cheek, "things It's all settled, which is great."

Greta turned around and also embraced the boy. She put her whole body weight on him and said with a smile, "Yeah, we can finally sit down and have a serious meal."

This restaurant is not big. It is the first time that I sat outside to have dinner with my girlfriend in so many years after the boy was born. Ordinarily dinner is spent at school, and at most I occasionally have dinner with Kurt. Huan and the others went to the shopping mall outside. He was not keen on eating, so he didn't have any special feelings about a certain meal.

But now, seeing the girl on the opposite side with her head down, carefully reading the menu page by page, the aroma of the food filled her nostrils. In this small restaurant with a gentle atmosphere, Pietro still found the long-lost comfort. He even thought of what if It must be nice for them to have a home in the future.

"Is Qin not staying for a few more days?" After ordering food, Greta raised her eyelashes and asked the boy, "I still want to show her around the East District."

"She's got work to do, and we've found Logan."

"Logan?" Greta raised her eyebrows, "Are you also a mutant?"

"Yes, it is said that Qin and the others met this person. You know, before fighting against the apocalypse, we were locked up as felons. It was Logan who saved us...or he accidentally killed all the guards, so that we can Let Jean and Scott get us out."

Greta nodded: "So, he is your savior?"

Pietro smiled: "That's right."

He remembered this man, they had fought together when they invaded the Pentagon, but in Qin's description, that man was almost a killing machine, he no longer remembered anyone, and he didn't even say much, the killing action was very Skillful and merciless.

"Why do you say it was unintentional?" The girl keenly heard the awkwardness of this sentence, and was a little curious.

Pietro thought for a moment: "Well... because he doesn't seem to know anyone, and he only knows how to kill, so he didn't want to save us, it can only be said to be a coincidence."

"so smart……"

Greta smiled brightly, her brows and eyes were curved, and she looked very happy.

"Actually, I'm honored to be regarded as a mutant by the media, but I'm far behind you."

The boy shook his head, and still didn't want the girl to be treated as a different kind: "If no one died in that incident, maybe it wouldn't be such a big deal." Pietro said, "Irene's parents were very sad, and her mother tried to commit suicide. Many times."

Greta was silent until the hot dog fries and steak they ordered were served. She dipped the fries in ketchup and stared at the bloody red ball, her voice suddenly became indifferent: "I will let Goring pay for it. The price, what he did to my mother is enough for me to curse him for 1 years, so that he will never be at peace."

The girl looked sullen, but Pietro ruffled her hair.

"Okay, Greta," he laughed, "he's going to pay the price, and now it's your job—to eat these fries."

Greta restrained her emotions and tried to calm herself down.

Just as the two of them began to sweep away the delicacies on the table, an unflattering voice sounded not far away.

"Yo, isn't this Greta?"

The boy who came was big and round. According to Pietro's rough estimate, he was about six and a half feet tall, with messy red curly hair, green eyes, and a mean and silly smile. Element.

"Hey, who are you?" Pietro stood up and stood in front of the girl.

"You're the kid who hangs out with Greta all the time?" The boy was a little curious, with a look of disdain on his face, "She's a witch, aren't you afraid that she'll make you spit out toads?"

Pietro raised his eyebrows: "So you vomited?"

As if remembering the things he hated in his life, the boy's face turned red: "It's all because of this hateful witch! Neither she nor her mother is a good person!"

Greta was very calm, and even cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into her mouth slowly.

After chewing for a while, she swallowed and opened her mouth: "This is the classmate I injured when I was 16 years old. Seeing that he looks like Down's syndrome now, it is probably thanks to me."

"You!" The boy was furious, stepped forward, raised his hand and was about to overturn their table.

The girl raised her eyes and smiled softly: "James, I advise you to calm down, this is not your dinner table."

She said lightly: "If you make trouble here, your mother may beat you worse than when I attacked you back then."

Seeing that the other party was a human being, an old acquaintance of Greta's, and even her former defeat, Pietro was no longer in a hurry. He sat back in his seat, picked up a French fries, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why don't you listen to me?" James said angrily, "This woman is dangerous!"

At the age of 16, he used a lighter to make fun of the girl in front of him and burned her hair. This terrible witch actually destroyed the school directly and demolished several blocks. Unidentified eccentric women have moved in together.

James felt that they must not be good people!

This is simply too scary. Such a woman can actually ask a man to have dinner with her?

"Are you afraid of me? James?" Greta asked. In order to avoid embarrassment, she pointed to the chair at the table next to her. "Don't stand up and say, sit first."

"Of course! Who wouldn't be afraid of a scary woman like you, a child of the devil, or a pagan?!"

"Do you know who he is?" Greta asked with a smile, "Apocalypse almost destroyed the whole world, you know? Much better than me."

"What do you mean?" James was a little dizzy.

"He, the one in front of you, he is one of the people involved in saving the world."

James was taken aback, his eyes full of suspicion and hostility, which had faded a lot when they fell on Pietro.

Pietro looked into the other person's eyes, carefully considering the possibility that the person in front of him really had Down's syndrome.

Greta smiled with satisfaction and raised an eyebrow at the boy.

"So he came to sanction me, and I will be subdued soon, is it great?"

James recalled the crazy look of this guy when he was a child, and couldn't help shrinking his neck. He was a little convinced by Pietro. Even if such a terrible witch can be taken down, then this silver-haired boy must not be easy.

Seeing his expression calm down, the girl smiled and said, "Then shall we eat first?"

"Oh, let's eat." James nodded, stood up, and turned his head to find his mother.

The girl peeled some vegetables for the boy without changing her expression, and explained in a low voice: "He doesn't have Down's syndrome, but he was affected by my magic, so he looks a little silly so far," Greta's eyes fell. On James's back, which is much wider than ordinary people, the expression is unclear, "I am 16 years old, I am indeed a child of the devil, a heretic, a monster, he is right..."

Pietro held the girl's hand, the smile on his face was still childish, but he was already a man standing upright, he had to say seriously: "But the me you knew at the age of 20 is a monster like you."

……

The two of them had dinner, and on the way home it was snowing, and Pietro suddenly said, "I'll walk behind your back."

The girl didn't know why, but she didn't refuse. She lay on the boy's back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and blew irregularly in his ear: "Am I sinking? Don't you say that you can't walk anymore?" .”

Pietro snorted softly: "Don't be arrogant."

He didn't run this time. Even without Goring's signal transmitter, his abilities were still there, but Pietro still chose to take the girl step by step, and walked under the clock tower in the East District with the little snow falling from time to time.

"I've seen this place a long time ago, and I came here in the afternoon to take a look around."

Greta stretched out her hand, stroked the aging appearance of the clock tower, and smiled slightly: "I used to come here when I was a child, and sometimes I would go around the house early after school and come here for a walk."

The girl spread her arms and threw herself on the clock tower: "Listen, this sound is like a heartbeat, it's like being alive."

Pietro stood aside, watched the girl having fun intermittently, and then hugged her.

"Listen to my heartbeat?" The boy hugged each other twice, stopped amidst the girl's screams and laughter, and then put her down, "It's much calmer than it is." Pietro said.

"No!" Greta laughed, "Your heart beats so fast."

Surrounded by people who went out for a walk after dinner, they smiled kindly and looked at the young couple.

The snow fell slowly, like crumbs of an inky night sky.