As soon as Quicksilver Pietro spoke, he captured everyone's attention.
Wanda and her daughter Jean instinctively looked over at Pietro, who was being supported by Beast.
Hawk also glanced at Quicksilver.
He had noticed this universe's Quicksilver Pietro from the beginning.
But...
Compared to this Pietro, whose attire was a bit too hip-hop, Hawk still preferred the Quicksilver Pietro of his own universe, who sported a stubble, looked mature, and carried a hint of melancholy.
Maybe it's because both were older brothers who grew up struggling with their sisters, right?
This Pietro?
His family was perfect, and most importantly, in this universe, Wanda was his sister, not his younger sister.
Wanda frowned slightly at the excited Pietro upon hearing her name.
Her attention had been focused on her daughter just now, so she hadn't paid much attention to other mutants.
At present.
When Wanda saw Pietro being supported by Beast, a scene she had seen in Hawk's mind instantly flashed in her head.
This is...
As Wanda instinctively frowned, her daughter Jean playfully winked, then introduced them.
"Mom, let me introduce you. This is Pietro, Quicksilver of this universe. He has a sister, who's also named Wanda."
"Quicksilver, this is my mom, Wanda Maximoff. She has an older brother, named Pietro."
"..."
"Hiss!"
Quicksilver instinctively took a deep breath.
Wanda remained silent, her gaze falling on Hawk, who hadn't spoken.
Upon noticing Wanda's gaze, Hawk nodded.
Seeing this, Wanda slightly raised her eyebrows, then cast her eyes on the deeply breathing Quicksilver, a beautiful curve gradually forming at the corner of her mouth.
"Call me sister!"
"..."
Now it was Hawk's turn to remain silent.
Indeed.
Every younger sister dreams of being the older sister at some point.
Anya from 616 Cosmos was one such case.
And now, Wanda was too.
Hawk thought to himself, then shook his head, and looked at Wanda: "You guys chat, I'll go inside and take a look."
Wanda nodded, continuing to look at Quicksilver.
Meanwhile, her daughter Jean, hearing this, turned to Hawk: "Daddy, I'll accompany you."
Hawk opened his mouth, initially wanting to refuse, but upon seeing the expectant look in his daughter Jean's eyes, couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Alright, come along."
"Okay."
His daughter Jean beamed with a smile, said farewell to Wanda, and quickly caught up with Hawk, who was already heading down the corridor, naturally looping her arm through his.
"Daddy."
"Mm."
"I missed you so much."
"Me too."
Hawk chatted and laughed with his daughter Jean as they walked inside, and after turning a corner, curiously asked: "It seems this Quicksilver doesn't know your identity."
Jean nodded.
"Yes."
"Didn't you tell him? You know, there's also your mom on this Earth."
"But she's not my mom, is she?"
Jean glanced at Hawk: "Besides, I'm worried that the bad guy who tried to kidnap and blackmail me might follow me here. So, apart from Professor X and Raven, no one else knows where I come from. Plus, I really can't link this Quicksilver with my memory of Uncle Pietro."
The difference is just too significant.
One is in the memory, with melancholic eyes, a stubbly chin, but mature and reliable Uncle Pietro.
The other is a Quicksilver mutant whose style in dressing and demeanor is heavily inclined towards street hip-hop.
Listening to Jean's rant, Hawk subconsciously compared the two versions of Quicksilver in his mind and nodded in agreement.
"True, but your mom doesn't seem to mind."
"My mom just wants to be a sister."
Jean pouted: "When we were in West View Town, mom always regarded herself as the sister, but when my grandparents came back, it thoroughly established the fact that mom was the younger sister."
Upon hearing this, Hawk laughed heartily.
Soon.
While talking to Jean, they made their way through the corridor into the dam base where Jean and the others had just escaped from.
At the moment, only a group of researchers remained inside the dam base.
After hearing the screams from outside gradually fade, these researchers closed the control room door located on a mid-air platform and huddled together inside.
As Hawk pushed the door open, a trembling researcher instinctively pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand.
The bullet shot out, striking Hawk, and instantly turned to dust.
Hawk glanced down, then looked at the researcher wearing glasses, holding a gun, and wearing an expression of fear.
"You're so brave, it seems you're the head honcho here?"
"I…"
"Boom!"
In an instant, Hawk moved and, while pinching the researcher's neck, the remaining researchers in lab coats hiding behind him disintegrated into a mist of blood.
This sight made the researcher being pinched widen his pupils instantly, causing him to faint.
The next second.
"Thud!"
"Ah!"
The researcher, tossed directly by Hawk, let out a cry of alarm as he hit the floor, waking up immediately due to the pain.
The next second.
He once again saw Hawk standing before him, and instantly rolled his eyes.
Hawk's voice was eerie.
"If you pass out again, you might not wake up."
"...No!"
The researcher, entering a state of unconsciousness, suddenly jolted awake at the words and immediately knelt before Hawk, banging his head on the ground: "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, I beg you."
The researcher repeatedly pleaded for his life.
Hawk remained expressionless.
"The mutant called X, and mutant number eight."
"What?"
"Where are these two mutants?"
Hawk asked bluntly.
The researcher, still banging his head, paused for a moment and then looked at Hawk: "I don't know."
Hawk laughed.
The researcher suddenly shivered and hurriedly said loudly: "Wait, I really don't know. The ones held here are all mutants for research. As for those that have already resulted in successful research, I really don't know where they are imprisoned, only Stryker and his people know."
Hawk, hearing this, seemed thoughtful.
"Is that so?"
"I swear to God!"
The researcher quickly raised his hand to swear.
Hawk observed the scene, nodded slightly, then looked at the researcher who was seriously using his faith as a guarantee: "So... you know nothing?"
The researcher nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, I know nothing... No, I..."
"Boom!"
By the time the researcher reacted, it was already too late. Just as he was about to change his words, he felt a pain in his chest, and his vision plunged into endless black smoke.
A spatter of blood sprayed across every corner of the control panel with a puff.
Hawk withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the control room.
Outside, his daughter Jean was vigilantly on guard, and upon hearing footsteps, she turned her head to look at Hawk emerging, a bright smile on her face.
"Daddy."
"Let's go."
Hawk smiled faintly.
He wasn't interested in the mutant known as X, which can suppress mutant abilities, but was more intrigued by mutant number eight, who could potentially grant an average person a mutant ability.
Initially, he thought mutant number eight was also imprisoned here, so he wanted to see what was going on with that particular mutant.
As it turned out, the person wasn't here.
Since that's the case, it didn't matter, as it was initially a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Very soon.
Hawk led his daughter Jean back to the place where many mutants were held in the transparent coffins embedded in the rock wall.
However, at this moment, the mutants imprisoned in the rock coffins had all been rescued by Raven and the young X-Men.
Wanda, on the other hand, was trying to learn from this Earth's Quicksilver about herself as an older sister in this world.
Whether it was due to his sister's innate prestige or the pressure of the chaos scarlet power swirling around Wanda's hands, basically, Wanda would ask, and Quicksilver would answer.
At the moment, Quicksilver was as obedient as a schoolchild.
"So you're saying that on this Earth, I'm a mutant too?"
"I don't know."
"What?"
Wanda raised her eyebrow, looking at the hippie Quicksilver shaking his head.
Quicksilver smiled wryly: "I really don't know if my sister is a mutant. Anyway, she has never revealed it in front of me."
Wanda, upon hearing this, was pondering when she saw Hawk returning with his daughter, and her eyes lit up: "Hawk, am I a mutant here?"
Hawk looked at Wanda, thought for a moment, and shook his head as well.
"I don't know."
"You don't know either?"
Wanda seemed a bit incredulous, since as soon as they landed, Hawk already knew that Quicksilver was here, and even knew Jean's name was Jean Grey.
Hawk shrugged under Wanda's gaze: "I really don't know."
As everyone knows.
In the X-Men movies, the only one who has clearly appeared is Quicksilver, Wanda only exists in a conversation, and that conversation was even deleted.
It's the younger sister who appears though.
Hawk thought of this and looked at Pietro: "By the way, what is your sister's name?"
Wanda raised an eyebrow as well and looked at Pietro.
"We have another sister?"
"Uh..."
Pietro looked at Wanda's glowing eyes, then at Hawk, opened his mouth: "Mina, why?"
Not Polaris?
Hawk raised an eyebrow, frowning slightly.
"Is she your full sister?"
"..."
Pietro, hearing this, instinctively looked at Hawk: "What do you mean."
Hawk grinned.
"What do you think?"
"Hawk?"
Listening to this, Wanda was also somewhat puzzled, looking at Hawk, not quite understanding why he said that suddenly.
Hawk smiled faintly.
"You should know your and your brother's biological father is Magneto, right?"
"Bang!"
"What?"
"Eric??"
"..."