Scarletwidow One Shots

Ghost

Description: Natasha talks to Wanda in what she believes is a dream, but in fact is very far from it. 

Warnings: Angst, Character Death

Words: 1628

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Third Person P.O.V

"I hope you know, that it's all your fault." 

Wanda shot up from her bed, looking around the white room panicked not knowing where the voice was coming from. 

"Who's talking? Who's there?" Wanda asked panicked, she was terrified. She could never explain this, she had never experienced anything like it before.

"Oh, you forgot about me already baby. Wow. I can see you truly loved me." They said, their voice laced with sarcasm. 

"Natasha? This can't be you." Wanda said. 

"You don't recognise my voice anymore, I get it. It makes sense considering that you're the reason I'm dead. You were just waiting to get rid of me." 

"No, I would never forget you. But this can't be you, Nat. She would never say anything like that, ever. Besides, Nat is gone, she can't talk to me." Wanda said, still looking around for a source. 

"You have to be very stupid if you still believe I can't talk to you whenever I want. Just because I'm dead it doesn't mean I can't torture you forever." Natasha continued. 

"Why would you do that?" 

"Because, if you had done as I had asked, I wouldn't have died. I would've been alive, but you can't seem to obey orders. It's your fault." 

"No!" 

"Yes! It's all your fault! All of it!" Natasha said, before Wanda felt something grab her neck and start choking her.

Wanda shot up from her bed, the sheets clinging to her sweaty body, taking deep breaths, her hands on her neck. She turned to her side, grabbing the glass of water and chugging it, hoping it would somehow calm her down.

This had been happening for a few days now, every single night the same thing happened, the same nightmare. It never got easier, listening to all of those things and not having Natasha there to assure it wasn't true.

Natasha blaming her for her death. It wasn't as if Wanda didn't already believe it. She knew it was her fault, she blamed herself for it all the time. She lost the love of her life, and hearing Natasha say it just made it more painful. 

"I miss you so much Natasha." Wanda said before breaking into a sob, staying awake the remaining of the night. 

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Wanda could swear she had just gone to sleep, when another voice was waking her up. 

"Hey, wake up. Please." 

Wanda's eyes opened just a bit, the girl finding herself in the same room as always. She closed them back again, not wanting to deal with another nightmare when she realised she had seen something else. She looked up to find Natasha sitting at the end of the bed. 

"Is this a dream or another nightmare?" Wanda murmured to herself.

"Well, it's neither of those actually." Natasha said, a smile on her face as she wiggled her fingers. 

"My powers? They have been doing this to me? They're to blame for the nightmares?" Wanda asked, looking down at her hands in horror.

"What? Oh no! Your nightmares are like every other human, every one has them. Your powers are what brought me here, to you." Natasha clarified.