Chapter 6 (Out of the Cell)

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Y/n POV:

As I reappear I feel my cells being ripped apart. My feet give out from under me as I face plant the floor. I look up at the walls as I roll over.

On the walls clear as day is a giant red symbol. I similar one on the next and the next. "Runes," I say to myself, as I slowly turn in my place I realise I have appeared in Wanda's room.

The door slams behind me as I run out of the room knowing I have little time left until the Avengers catch up with me. I must focus on the mission. My head spins the runes have messed with my head. I aimlessly run around the campus taking guessed lefts and rights as I rack my head for what the mission objective was. Data? Intel? Secrets?

I smirk creeps across my face. Natasha.

Wanda's POV:

"Somethings wrong," I say to Vis.

"Yeah, no shot Wanda," Tony replies pushing past us.

My head tilts to the side and my eyes start to glow red my accent rich as I glare at Tony, "I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."

"Yes for the sake of us all, I don't want to be revised again." He says "Friday, any clue on the location of the girl. Or rather anything on her." He notices Natasha. "Don't act like you enjoyed being revived."

I am done with Tony at this point. "Stark, as I was saying before. There is someone in my room." Vis, sharply turns his head towards me. "How could you tell sweetheart?" His voiced full of concern.

"They tried to use magic," I glance around the room.

Not missing a beat Natasha replies, "Well, we know where to look then."

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