Yes.
To get revenge on Tony Stark.
This was the motivation for Wanda and Pietro to join Strucker and accept the awakening of their superpowers.
If it weren't for that Stark missile, the Maximoffs wouldn't have been torn apart, their family destroyed.
So, even though they have now moved to Westview, Wanda and Pietro's thoughts haven't changed.
After all... they only settled in Westview; they weren't imprisoned in Westview.
Whether it's Wanda or Pietro, or even Amy, it's very easy for them to leave Westview if they want to.
No requests, no reports needed.
They can leave whenever they want.
The most important point:
Hawk knew they were trying to get revenge on Tony Stark, and while he didn't offer any help, he also didn't try to stop them.
Wanda once asked Hawk.
Hawk only said one sentence.
Do not advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering.
Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you.
Hawk never gave up his hatred for Hulk and Abomination because of anyone's persuasion back then, and similarly, he wouldn't persuade others to let go of their hatred.
Wanda and Pietro never let go either.
But... that's easy to say.
Pietro's smile stiffened slightly as he listened to his sister, and he didn't speak.
Wanda returned to her room to change into clothes suitable for shopping later.
When she came back downstairs.
Pietro, sitting on a high stool, met Wanda's eyes.
"Forget it."
"...What?"
Wanda's expression was slightly stunned as she looked at Pietro.
Pietro looked calmly at his sister, who was wearing a comfortable knee-length down jacket paired with soft wool socks and snow boots, as if she had transformed from the ugly duckling who crawled out of the ruins back then into her current appearance in the blink of an eye. He seemed to have let go of something and chuckled, "Forget it. You deserve a better life."
Wanda frowned, understanding Pietro's meaning.
Pietro smiled and said, "If Mom were still here, seeing you now, and Jean, Billy, and Tommy, she would be very happy."
Wanda fell silent.
"Brother..."
"Hey."
Pietro, hearing Wanda's trembling voice, slapped his thigh and appeared in front of Wanda with a whoosh. He held Wanda's arm and seemed to remember something, smiling as he said, "You know what Hawk said when I met him that made me feel that revenge isn't that important?"
Pietro grinned.
"After he knew I also had a sister, he said it was good, that he also had a sister, and if he could, he would rather exchange all his power for his sister to have never been in trouble and always been safe."
"So..."
"Compared to him, I'm already very lucky."
"As long as you're doing well, happy, and content, I'm satisfied. But if revenge comes at the cost of your current happiness and contentment, I choose to give it up."
"...Brother!"
Wanda looked up and met Pietro's gaze.
Their eyes met.
Just then.
The phone rang.
Wanda took out her phone from the large tote bag, which contained some baby items she would need for shopping later. She looked at the caller ID, glanced at her brother, coughed, cleared her throat, and answered the call.
"I'm Wanda."
"Gwen."
"Mr. Chloe hasn't gone out; I'll keep an eye on him."
"It's not about that."
Gwen, at her home at 521A Palm Street, said with a smile, "Is Pietro home?"
Wanda paused slightly, looking at Pietro.
"Yes, what's up?"
"Great! Can you ask him to come to New York S.H.I.E.L.D.? He knows the place. We might need his help with something."
"...Okay."
Wanda paused slightly at the words, then reacted and nodded.
After hanging up the phone, Gwen and Sharon walked out the door.
"What's the probability of it being confirmed?"
"I don't know. Monday and Jarvis communicated; the probability is quite high, but we'll only know for sure once Pietro arrives."
Sharon chuckled, then looked at a message that had just arrived on her phone: "S.H.I.E.L.D. Satellite is online. Let's go."
Gwen's eyes lit up.
"Has Hawk arrived?"
"Just passed the Red River, so, yes, he's in Texas."
For generations, the people of the Federation habitually referred to this vast, scorching land east of the Grande River, south of the Red River, bordering the Louisiana jungle to the east, and extending to the Gulf of Mexico to the south, as Texas.
This place is rich in mineral resources.
But within a fifty-kilometer radius around Flint Monastery, it is a barren desert where not even birds would shit.
Built entirely of massive stones, but eroded by time, Flint Monastery now looked leaky everywhere and even seemed on the verge of collapse, standing solitary in this scorching desert.
Thud!
Hawk landed, adjusted his cuffs, stepped out with his right foot, and then appeared directly in the main hall of this monastery, which had been abandoned for who knows how long.
The roof of the main hall had also been weathered and corroded with many holes. Sunlight streamed into the main hall through the holes, and a ray of sunlight fell upon the stone statue of Jesus.
Unfortunately, the Jesus statue here was already a bust.
Not a horizontal bust, but a vertical one. The right side of the body of this stone Jesus statue seemed to have been severed, looking as if it was not done by human hands.
In fact, it wasn't.
This was done by Mephisto. Mephisto, who landed on Earth back then, seduced the ascetics of this monastery just as he seduced the villagers of San Venganza, converting all the ascetics here into his demon vanguard, and then embarked on a journey from here to drive out Jehovah.
So this was Mephisto's starting point.
Likewise.
If Heaven wanted to summarize Mephisto, it would have to start here.
Therefore—
Hawk glanced at the bust of Jesus, then, as he turned, he sat cross-legged, floating in mid-air, facing the entrance of the monastery.
Looking for someone?
That's not happening.
He would just stay here and wait for those two birdmen and Death Angel to come to him.
If Heaven wanted the Hell Dimension, it had to come here.
If not... that's fine too, then pray they hide deeper, at least more discreetly than Strucker, otherwise, if he finds them.
They'll be instantly killed the moment they show their heads.
The moment Hawk's eyes closed slightly, a faint Phoenix phantom projected behind him.
And within this faint Phoenix phantom, there seemed to be a vast Universe, and within this vast Universe, countless stars seemed to be moving rapidly.
The sky outside the hole above Hawk's head also began to move rapidly at this moment.
Sunrise and sunset.
Sunset and sunrise, moving repeatedly like this.
Also moving rapidly were Blood Angels Jack and Allen, who had finally entered Texas and were only five hundred kilometers away from Flint Monastery.
Soon.
They arrived at a motel and met Father Moro, a dark-skinned priest who had split into two groups with them and arrived in Texas ahead of schedule, as well as Nadja, an Italian woman, and Danny, who looked calm and composed, completely unlike a six-year-old child.
Because he was indeed not an ordinary six-year-old child.
After meeting Father Moro, he understood his mission.
Like Jesus, he came with a mission from the Lord.
He was the Death Angel, and also the key to guiding the Lord back to Earth.
The dark-skinned Father Moro was very excited by the arrival of Blood Angels Jack and Allen.
Especially as the five of them headed towards Flint Monastery, Father Moro's dark face was practically beaming with the feeling of 'I'm about to go to Heaven.'
The moment Danny was born, he also received a divine oracle from the Lord.
Find Danny, guide Danny, awaken the Death Angel, and the moment it is done, the Lord will return to Earth, and he will also return to the Lord's embrace to become an Angel who can long accompany the Lord.
Flint Monastery was now in sight.
How could he not be excited, and why would he not have reason to be excited?
However, just before dusk on the eleventh, as the five of them, riding in a commandeered off-road vehicle, approached within fifty kilometers of Flint Monastery, Blood Angel Jack, who had been on Earth for so many years and had learned to drive, suddenly slammed on the brakes.
The off-road vehicle instantly screeched to a halt on the gravel ground.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Blood Angel Allen, with his fiery red hair messy but with a robust physique and broad shoulders, also had his sharp eyes contract.
Father Moro, sitting in the back seat, who, at the moment of braking, caught Nadja, who almost lunged forward and would become the so-called Mother of the Death Angel after the Death Angel awakened, spoke up.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone."
"It's him."
Jack, with his silver-gray hair neatly combed back, looking like a classical London retro gentleman, had his sharp pupils contract into cat-eye shapes. He pierced through space, fixing his gaze on the figure wearing a golden face mask, sitting cross-legged inside Flint Monastery fifty kilometers away, and uttered a name: "Hawk Phoenix!"
Allen, sitting in the passenger seat, also had a solemn expression.
But the next second.
He laughed.
"He really came, huh?"
"Too bad..."
"The Lord's will is not something he can resist."
As Allen spoke, more and more Blood Angels, who had been following them, converted in the past, and then infiltrated the area in batches, appeared expressionlessly.
These Blood Angels, hidden in black monk robes, showed no discernible features.
Their numbers exceeded a thousand, a sea of people.
Their numbers exceeded ten thousand, completely covering the sky.
They had been commanded by the Lord to cross the timeline and lie in wait on Earth for twenty years, making thorough preparations to welcome the Lord's return.
Tonight, no one would be able to stop the Lord's return.
Moreover... for the Lord's return this time, they had brought a special trump card, precisely to prevent strong enemies who were very likely to become stumbling blocks on the Lord's path to return.
In one sentence.
Whoever dared to obstruct the Lord's return tonight would die!
So—
"Go!"
"Send this heretic away."
"Then—"
"Welcome the Lord's return!!!"
"Boom!!!—"
The off-road vehicle restarted, roaring and speeding towards Flint Monastery... (End of Chapter)
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