By: Wolffiery
THERE ARE SPOILERS FOR WANDAVISION IN HERE!!!
Chapter one:
I push the cart in the grocery store while my boyfriend, Ryan, puts the stuff we need inside. After we check out and take our bags to the car Ryan seems to see something. "Clayton, look." he says tapping my shoulder and pointing at something. I'm confused, it must have been something startling because he never called me by my first name.
I turn around and see a woman with red hair and jacket and black sweatpants. She's just walking through the street with her hands moving oddly. I notice that she seems to have something red on her hands, or maybe around them? I don't know but I see something else shoot to the ground in front of her but I can't see it, the woman moves her hand and a car goes flying. "WANDA!! I know you're hurting from Vision's death and you're still grieving, I get that, but-" apparently whatever fell in front of her was a person, or maybe just had a human voice. "You do not get to call me Wanda, I am Scarlet witch!!" she shouts in a sokovian accent. She moves her hands in a circular motion and suddenly in a flash of red light she has some sort of mask-ish thing on her head with horns and gloves with- the red light blasts from her and comes for us. Ryan drags me away, my eyes are fixed on the red dome of light emitting from her, but then it starts moving for us.
I heard voices scream but all I could do was run with Ryan as far as possible. Something hit my back and I saw on the pavement below me, a purple flash. I reach out for Ryan as I fall and a shot of blue and yellow light comes from my hand and I pass out. I wake up, I see Ryan on the ground, and so am I. As I stand up I look around to see the lady from before is gone. I pick up Ryan to walk him to the car but he wakes up. "What happened?" he asks, I shrug and as we get in the car I realize I'm more awake then him so I swap seats and sit in the driver's side.
"We're going home, then we can go and get a check up at the doctor's office tomorrow, okay?" I ask as I pupil out of the driveway, Ryan nods and during the ride he falls asleep and I almost do as well however if I did we would die. I park the car and Ryan wakes up and we get to the trunk and grab out groceries. "Aw shoot" I hear behind me as Ryan's grocery bags rip. I put away the groceries in my hand and when I come back Ryan has everything in new grocery bags, "where did you get those?" I ask, they look the same as before but not ripped. "Well I touched the plastic on where it ripped and suddenly...it wasn't ripped anymore." Ryan explained, seeming to barely believe it. "I know I sound a little crazy." he stuttered as he walked past me, I shrugged and got the rest of the bags.
"Hey Ryan when you said you mended the bags, was there a flash of light?" I asked as we laid on the couch, ready to watch a movie, "y-yeah, how did you know?" he asked inquisitively. "When the whole thing happened with that woman-" I started, "Wanda. Or I guess she prefers Scarlet Witch." he corrected. "Oh yeah, um, I noticed a flash of light when something hit my back and then some sort of flash went to you as well when i tried to reach for you." I finished. Ryan seemed confused, his mind was in another place and he went to get a knife for the bread.
I noticed Ryan was about to drop the knife, I reached out my hand and right before the knife went into Ryan's foot rings of some odd substance wrapped around the knife and my hand was covered in it. Ryan was so stuck in his head that he didn't even realize the knife until he saw my hand and then looked down, yelped, and in a flash of blue light, he vanished. I got off the couch and the knife dropped to the ground. I walked around the apartment and couldn't find him. I even looked under the kitchen sink to see if he had become smaller, I heard a whistle and looked to see Ryan. "Where did you go?!?" I asked, he gave me a hug, wrapping his arms around my waist. I pushed him away slightly and then put my fingers on the sides of his head. Suddenly I could see a life flash before my eyes, all through Ryan's point of view, all of his emotions and thoughts. When I took off my fingers Ryan's face seemed gaunt, "what did you just do?!!" he asked, "I-i have no clue."
