Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Agatha Harkness

Word Count: 1228
Warnings: Angst

This was all so easy at one point in time. I could do it with no hesitation any time of the day but now I'm stuck. I don't know how much longer I can convince myself that this is for me, that I belong here with her. It's not a question of my self worth but a question of our combined value. The chaos that we bring to everyone in our path is slowly beginning to engulf us as well and I can't stand it. I loved her for the madness but now it seems that it has always mattered more than me. That what drew her to me was the fact that I could help her destroy those in her path, not that all the rage in me could be muted with a simple gaze from her.

Looking at her now, I can see why I fell so easily into her trap. She reminds me of a fallen angel; forever beautiful with blessed wings carved by god himself but a tainted soul drawn to the darkness in the world.

I loved Agatha; it was something I once knew was certain. For centuries nothing could get me to waver but now I'm no longer certain. I can still see parts of the woman I loved when looking at her but the picture is obscured by the view of someone who is hungry for power. I understand that I once had the same drive in me but over the years my lust for power has grown smaller while hers has only expanded.

Currently we are in a town called Westview because there was a tremendous source of magic radiating from the area. We've found out that this town was taken over and controlled by Wanda. The poor woman seemed on verge of a mental collapse and Agatha thought this was the perfect time to strike. I didn't want this, I wanted to stop this, Agatha didn't need anymore power.  At least I didn't want her to need it. I wanted to be enough for her. I wanted her to abandon the need for power the same way I had. I wanted to quench her bloodlust the same way she quenched mine.

" Agatha?"

" Yes "

" What if we just left all of this behind?" 

She stopped focusing on her ruins to look at me," What do you mean hun?"

" We have enough power Ags, we've been doing this for centuries. I don't want to do this anymore. You're my other half, my better half and I've done everything I can to show you that but I'm tired Agatha. I'm so tired of the chase."

I couldn't look at her while I spoke. I didn't see the dissatisfaction in her eyes. Agatha had tossed many people aside before; almost like they had never existed in the first place. Though I know she cared for me it was hard to know if she loved me in the way that I loved her.

She moved from her place in the room to stand in front of me. She wrapped her arms around me and I rested my head on her shoulder.

" I'd do anything for you sweetheart" my heart fluttered as she rubbed the back of my neck," This will be the last time I promise."

I wanted to protest, to rip myself from her hold and end it here but the promise of a new beginning was so close. I was so close to being able to love her like I used to. It was the only opportunity and I had to see it through.

" If this isn't the last time, I can't stay"

She pulled back just enough to look into my eyes. She was trying to read me, to see if I meant what I had said. This another one of those moments where I wondered what I really meant to her. If she loved me more than power.

" Y/n, I promise this is the last time"

I tried my best to believe her.

[Time Jump]

This felt like it would be the last time. As Agatha and I battled against Wanda all across Westview, I could sense the end coming. 

With the revelation that Wanda was the Scarlet Witch this had become much bigger for Agatha. It wasn't just about taking power from a random witch anymore , it was stealing the power of the Scarlet Witch for herself. It definitely added wood to her already burning fire. 

Wanda had flung Agatha across the street when she finally turned her full attention to me. I thought that  I could handle it on my own but before I got the chance to strike she was already in my head.

She wasn't turning me into a puppet but she was playing around in my memories. Happy memories of Agatha and I when we first met melted into memories full of emotions I did the best to keep to myself.

I could hear her voice ring out clearly in my head, " I never loved you Y/n. How could I? You're so pathetic. You were once a blood hungry beast but now you're all dried of your thirst. Which means you are of no use to me"

I tried to fight it, to reason with myself that Agatha would never say those things, that she would never feel that way. But those were the lingering thoughts that kept me up in the middle of the night and to hear her finally say them broke me.

" Get out of my head" I had ended up on my knees with my hands over my ears. Desperately wanting Wanda to leave me alone.

" If she loved you, she would've left before this happened"

" You don't know anything about her" I spoke through gritted teeth as the witch floated in front of me.

" Let me tell you something Y/n, when you're in love you'll do anything necessary to keep it. I created this entire illusion for love. You have given your all to Agatha for centuries but what has she given to you? You asked for one thing, one tiny little thing but she didn't care did she. She needed to do it one more time and now take a look around you."

Wanda was breaking down my psyche with every word. We could've been half way across the country by now. We could've been laying in bed with each other. My hands wrapped in her hair as we watched something trivial on daytime television. Instead we are watching the world around us crumble because Agatha needed more, because she would never be satisfied.

" Let me go Wanda"

The witch released the hold she had on me. My gaze hardened as Agatha came into my sight.

" Y/n," Wanda was looked at me with sympathy in her eyes," you should go"

I took one last look at Agatha making sure she looked directly into my eyes before I used my own magic to teleport me out of Westview.

This wasn't my fight, none of them ever were. I was doing them all for the love of my life. She could never love me the way I needed her to because power was everything to her. It was always the most important thing in her life and I was foolish to think that I was the exception.