Taught by a Witch | Wanda Maximoff x Female reader

Behind the Spell

"So then she put the necklace on me and that was it." Ralph finished, trying his best to explain his situation in as much detail as he could.

Y/n had spent the last twenty minutes trying to talk Ralph out of his state of panic. He had managed to explain how Agnes had completely taken over his mind, constantly whispering her commands into his thoughts, which rang relentlessly. Never stopping, just constant ringing and whispering.

He was completely under her trance, held back from making any decisions of his own, and forced to play the part of Pietro Maximoff.

It was her. It was all... Agnes.

If that was even her name. Doubtful. The nosey neighbor turns out to be some evil, very powerful... being? What even is she?

"God, Darcy would be freaking out over this twist." Y/n chuckled softly to herself at the thought about her invested friend. Her heart ached and she felt her face drop as she remembered Darcy's current whereabouts. Granted, she was in the same place as Y/n, just stuck in a state of control.

"Look, I need to get out there and try to stop this whole thing so just- just stay here." Y/n cleared her throat as she made her way to the door.

She looked back at the man sitting on the couch, his eyes plastered to the ground as he fiddled with his fingers. She felt awful for him, he was so helpless and nobody could even see. She let out a heavy sigh as she made her way back to the couch.

"Everything is going to be okay, alright? I'll make sure of it." She reassured him, her voice low as she stood in front of him.

"Here um..." She glanced around the room, trying to find something to distract him from the pain he had just been pulled from. Her eyes landed on the small yellow ball that Pietro had been playing with earlier, which she immediately went to pick from the floor. "Here. Just stay here and stay out of sight." She said, offering him the ball.

She watched as a small smile crept onto his face at the object that sat in his hand, making a similar smile briefly appear on her face as well. With a satisfied nod, Y/n sharply turned on her heels and began towards the door once more. That was until she stopped just before her exit.

"Thank you," Ralph mumbled with a sincere, thankful expression.

"See you around, Bohner." She gave him a sincere half-smile and before returning to her path towards the exit.

"Oh, and I almost forgot... she said her name was Agatha. Yeah, Agatha Harkness." He recalled as she reached for the door handle.

She turned back to him, taking a moment to process what she had been told. Then, with a quick nod, she turned back and closed the door behind her.

Just as she made it outside, she turned to see Ralph bouncing the ball through the window of his man-cave, which caused her faint smile to return to her face. She paced down the street, thinking about everything he had told her as she walked. She needed to find Darcy, find a way to save her best friend from this twisted world. She continued walking, trying to figure out where she would be when she was suddenly snapped from her focused mindset.

A beam of red energy shot from the center of town, sending a loud crash through the air as it collided with the top wall of the hex. The ground shook and the noise echoed through Westview as its borders became a visible shade of red.

Everything was red.

Y/n's head spun as the houses around her began to... change. Flickering in and out of their current state. Like all the timelines were now merging together, tearing each other apart in the process. However, her glance was quickly pulled back to the hex as the walls began to break, cracking as each point was slowly being pulled apart. Screams echoed from the town, sending a sharp chill down Y/n's spine. Her eyes flashed back to the center of it all, the vibrant stream of light that continued to shoot from the ground, tearing the walls of Westview apart. Her stomach dropped.

Wanda.