Transformers In Marvel

I am Pietro Maximoff and I grew up in a gypsy family with my twin sister Wanda Maximoff.

The surname Maximov comes from that family of gypsies, who were very kind and adopted us when we were babies and took good care of us as adults.

When I was a teenager, I suddenly discovered that I had superhuman speed and could run faster and faster. At the time, I didn't even know how fast I could run. After my adoptive parents found out, they solemnly warned me that I was not allowed to show my speed to outsiders. I overheard their conversation, and the adoptive parents talked about the words "mutant" and so on.

In those days, TV and newspapers were full of news about a villain. That villain was the biggest terrorist in the world. People feared him and cursed him. People called the villain and the group that followed him "mutants" and "the Brotherhood."

I later learned the villain's name, and the public called him Magneto.

Until a few years ago, when the villain named Magneto came to our door, it was a nightmare and we said goodbye to our peaceful life. Without the slightest reason, without the slightest explanation, Magneto forcibly took me and my sister away until now.

Under his command, we have to undergo rigorous training every day. The villain said that he would maximize the potential of the two of us, and he wanted to train us to be the strongest fighters.

My speed is getting faster and faster, no one can catch up with me, and I gradually know that I am also a member of the "mutant" group. There is nothing wrong with this, I have strength, and no one dares to bully me. Those who bullied me before, I ran back thousands of miles and beat them up one by one, I'm afraid they don't know what happened.

I have fought against another wave of mutant forces. In just a moment, I can tie them up and throw them to another city. The other party has to go to great lengths to find me after each battle and ask me Which city did people go to?

I'm happy, I'm proud, there's always a huge sense of pride in it that never would have been possible for me before, and I'm proud of being one of the mutants.

But I've always had a huge fear of the villain, I'm no match for him. Sister Wanda, on the contrary, always felt a kinship with the villain.

Until the truth came out, or so we thought it was, the villain neither admitted nor contradicted it.

Then he sent me out and told me to find a guy named Donny, and for no reason, he just let me go.

I met him, how should I put it, the first impression I got was... quite annoying...

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Countless fists fell on Downey's body, beating him into a mess. His body was thrown into the air, and he was beaten back and forth by fists and feet from nowhere. His whole body seemed to be pulled repeatedly by some huge force, flying around in the air. go.

In just a split second, Pietro's exaggerated speed was enough to punch Downey several times from the front and back simultaneously. Don't think that a speed user's fist is as easy to catch as an ordinary person's. With the help of acceleration, a random punch can produce a ton of force as a basic unit. Ordinary fists and feet are the best weapons for speed users like them.

A person with speed ability like Pietro can run several times or tens of times the speed of sound, which requires his own body to be strong, otherwise he would have exploded in breaking through the sound barrier.

Not to mention that he paid great attention to avoiding the mess on the ground while running, and he was still able to handle it with ease.

Downey's small Transformers battle armor had already been tempered by Downey with the fire source, but at this time, most of them were almost scrapped under Kuaiyin's seemingly ordinary punches and kicks.

People with speed abilities are so terrifying!

Gritting his teeth, Downey managed to fire a few random shots, but it was useless. In Pietro's eyes, his movements were slowed down countless times. Donnie endured the attack silently, his battle armor was constantly damaged, and he couldn't think of a way out, the battle armor was blown up,

He can only fight against Pietro with flesh and blood, that is definitely a tragedy.

Pietro was pleased, and most of his anger went away. Although he didn't know why this guy seemed to know him very well, could it be that old guy Eric told Donnie? Then why the old guy can admit his relationship with outsiders, but he doesn't tell his siblings alone?

Pietro thought about it, and spontaneously brainstormed some things, the anger dissipated quietly, but in the misunderstanding, there was some chuckle, it seems that looking at this guy, it seems a little bit pleasing to the eye... Well, only so A little bit.

His speed ability is not only reflected in the movement, the thinking speed far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people, and the brain activities such as learning and thinking are also the embodiment of the speed ability.

The same will be true for the Flash in the future. In some places, people with speed abilities are just like cheating, which doesn't make sense at all.

"This fast-wielding, hard-boiled speed user, don't let me have a chance to catch you!"

Downey hated guys who played with speed, and he even had a huge resentment towards Barry Allen, a well-behaved kid who was far away in Midtown and was still unknown.

At this time, Barry was doing his homework and studying the new case assigned to him by the police station, but he suddenly shivered, and an inexplicable chill rose up his spine.

"Aren't you going to catch a cold?" Barry was puzzled, and muttered in his mouth, "Dr. Wells' particle accelerator is about to open, I have to prepare quickly, and I must not miss it."

Donnie was beaten badly, and even more anxiously. He would have to be beaten to death if this went on like this. He didn't care so much, and he decided to fight Pietro to lose both.

Kuaiyin has never had a good temper. He is famously arrogant. If he doesn't take this opportunity to convince him, he is afraid that he will be despised by this guy for the rest of his life, and he won't even have the chance to speak normally.

Optimus Prime's five Transformers quietly turned their guns, aiming murderously at Downey himself. With such a simple action, Downey's battle armor was broken again.

"Your uncle's Pietro, I'll let you have a taste of my Italian cannon. It won't kill you. I admit it." Donnie was so angry that he was a little crazy, so he decided to go all out and die with Pietro.

Under Downey's control, the five Transformers mobilized all resources for output, no longer worrying about defense, and the power of countless artillery fire was upgraded to the extreme, directly targeting Downey himself for large-scale bombing!

boom! boom! Rumble!

Optimus Prime and the others are simply crazy, throwing all their weapons at their creators, some carry rockets to bombard, some assemble a bunch of Gatling barrels by themselves, and output intensive bullets, trying not to let Downey go. Every dead corner around the body!

madman! idiot! You are sick you!

Pietro was heartbroken and yelling, never seen such a person! What are you doing, isn't this just hitting you a few times? As for you! ! What a great hatred, he went crazy and even beat himself! ! !

Amidst bursts of artillery fire, the neat asphalt road was completely bombed to pieces, dust was flying, and a sand barrier more than ten meters high was set off.

"Enough is enough! Stop, stop fighting!"

Pietro yelled, he staggered, it was not easy to dodge this mass of intertwined firepower nets and bombing rockets, so that his clothes were messed up, and even a corner of his clothes was torn by a bullet , This is really astonishing for someone with speed ability like him, this experience is unique.

He stopped, just happened to step on a corpse, couldn't help it anymore, and vomited.

"It's good to be convinced, I should have convinced you a long time ago!"

The artillery fire stopped immediately, and Donnie was still alive. He laughed loudly, and finally subdued a speed user, feeling relieved.

The man with glasses was so frightened, he stared blankly at Downey, his outlook collapsed.

At this time, Downey was sitting on the ground, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his legs were cramping, his armor was missing a piece, and he was almost invisible as a person. There was a lot of smoke around him, bullets and fragments of battle armor fell from his body all over the ground, more than half of his hair and eyebrows were burned off, and the rest was wilted, like a refugee who fled from the country, extremely miserable.