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Pietro Maximoff, better known to the world as Quicksilver. One of the few pure speedsters in the world besides yours truly. Because his power stems from a genetic mutation and not a direct link the Speed Force, he's never been able to match me on my best day, but he's no less dangerous for it. All my usual avoid-and-overwhelm tactics are useless against someone who can see every attack coming. Whenever we clash, it always comes down to whoever can make the fewest mistakes. [b]"Are you feeling alright, Flash? You look... slow,"[/b] Quicksilver taunts. [b]"Long trip in wear you out?"[/b]

[color=ff2400][b]"You wish, Pietro,"[/b][/color] I answer confidently, rising to my feet. [color=ff2400][b]"That run just got me loose."[/b][/color]

He sneers. [b]"Let's see, then."[/b] He bull-rushes me, slamming his shoulder into my gut as he wraps his arms around my waist. I'm thrown backwards as he drives my body clear across the parking lot and down the street. He slams my back into a brick wall, sending out a shockwave and causing the wall to shake. He raises a fist to strike at my face, but I duck under the punch. His fist strikes the brick and recoils. The momentary pause is all I need. I begin throwing as many punches as I can at his center of mass. Each connection pushes his body into the opposing fist, creating a feedback loop that allows me to strike many times faster than even my speed allows. Quicksilver zooms away from the punishment and back towards the stadium.

I give pursuit, easily closing the distance between us. Quicksilver banks suddenly to the left, and I follow suit, falling behind a step. He turns sharply around the corner of a parked car. As I approach the corner, a pedestrian is thrown in my path. I skid to my left, narrowly avoiding the obstacle while giving the man a quick grab to keep him upright. Before I can react, Quicksilver connects with a flying uppercut. My body sails for a moment, eventually finding purchase on the side of a minivan. The window behind my head cracks under the force of impact. Quicksilver throws himself at me again, but this time I see it coming. I simply vibrate to go intangible and watch his knuckles pass through my head and shatter the glass behind it. As he withdraws his hand, I reach out for his wrist and become stable once more. With one strong tug, I toss Quicksilver aside.

[color=ff2400][b]"Give it up, Pietro. This won't end well for you."[/b][/color]

[b]"If I were you, I'd be more worried about myself,"[/b] he answers with a nod behind me. I turn my head just as three mind-controlled civilians take hold of my arms. Quicksilver's on me in an instant, fitting in as many potshots as he can manage while I'm momentarily incapacitated. The punches are disrupting my focus, making it impossible to simply phase through the grapplers. Luckily, they've left my legs unrestrained. I throw my head forward, connecting with Pietro's nose and sending him reeling. Having bought myself some space, I kick up my legs and begin twirling them in small circles. In a matter of seconds, my legs become little turbines, propelling myself and the three civilians backwards. We sail for a few moments until our bodies collide with a lamppost. The grapplers lose their grip, and I break free.

Having a moment to gauge my surroundings, I look to see how Carol's doing. Unfortunately, though I see flashes of light a few rows away, I can't actually see her side of the fight. What I [i]do[/i] see is that Thor has arrived and is currently trading blows with Pietro's sister, Wanda. With another heavy-hitter on our side, it shouldn't be too hard to wrap this thing up. That being said, I've still got to finish what I started. Evidently, Quicksilver agrees as he begins to run circles around me. I know what he's trying; it's a trick I pull all the time. Create a vortex, suck all the air out. Unfortunately for him, I'm not some helpless victim who'll just stand here and let it happen. At the precise moment, I rush forward, colliding with Pietro and throwing him back.

[color=ff2400][b]"It doesn't have to be this way. The League wants what's best for mutants and humans alike. We can coexist."[/b][/color]

Quicksilver rubs his mouth with the back of his hand. [b]"Spoken like a true [i]sapien[/i],"[/b] he spits. [b]"Don't pretend to understand our plight, Flash. After this, you'll get to go home to a city that gives you ceremonies and monuments. Do you see anyone doing that for us?"[/b]

[color=ff2400][b]"Maybe they would if you choose a different path, if you extend a hand rather than a fist,"[/b][/color] I suggest.

He eyes me for a moment, and I almost wonder if I'm getting through to him. But just like that, the moment's gone, and his sour expression returns. [b]"Enough lecturing. You call yourself the 'fastest man alive.' [i]Prove it.[/i]"[/b] He takes off down the street, and I give chase. We wind back and forth through the streets of Coast City, Pietro always changing direction whenever I get close. Again, if this were Central City, I'd take a shortcut, cut him off at a pass, and end this. But on unfamiliar turf, I simply have to follow and trust that my speed will eventually win out. Sure enough, he strings me along for a time, but I start to close the gap. Quicksilver glances over his shoulder at me and sneers. He knows that today won't be his day.

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The punch knocks him to the asphalt, and I skid to a stop. [color=ff2400][b]"You know the difference between us, Pietro?"[/b][/color] I ask as I walk over to his motionless body. [color=ff2400][b]"It's not our speed. It's that I know when to [i]stop[/i] running."[/b][/color] I shake my head. In the end, the Brotherhood may be terrorists, but it's hard to forget that they're just fighting for survival in a world that hates their kind. But violence isn't ever going to solve anything, and I can only hope that Pietro and his compatriots see that. With a sigh, I pick up Quicksilver and toss him over my shoulder. I rush back to the Ferris Air Stadium parking lot and tie Pietro up with the rest of the rioters. Then, I look to see if my teammates need any help with their fights.