Wanda's Angel (Wanda x OC)

Chapter 10~ The past

Wanda POV

I was sleeping with Luna in her room. All of a sudden, I feel a scratch on my back. I gasp in pain and look to see Luna in Asena's form in a defensive position. One of her paws had bloody claws. But she was still asleep and looked to be in a nightmare. "JARVIS, call for Bruce quietly without telling the others," I tell the AI, hoping he doesn't worry the others. A few minutes later, Bruce enters with a first aid kit but no avengers.

"What the hell happened here, Wanda?" He asks, worried while cleaning the wound. "I believe Luna is having a nightmare and subconsciously turned into Asena. She didn't mean to do this. We don't tell her this happened. Capish?"

Yeah. Can I ask why, though? Bruce questions.

"Any werewolves brain is coded to want to protect their mate. If the werewolf hurts their mate even on accident, they go into a deep depression," I reply. "I wouldn't be able to watch her put herself through that."

"Do you wanna see what she is dreaming about that scared her into shifting?" Bruce questions as I feel him do the finishing stitch.

"Yeah," I say softly, sad that I'm about to invade her privacy, but I need to know what's going on if I want to help her.

Luna POV

Nightmares

The hydra plane crashed and slid in the trees as it fell. I got up to look for the others on the plane to see a metal bit in my side. I pulled it out with no care for blood loss.

I walked around and saw all thirteen of the men sent with me in different positions with metal stuck in them. Some with metal poles in their heads. A few with scrap in their sides. And one who had the payload lodged in their stomach.

The payload was a bomb that only activated when in touch with any liquid. It was the size of a golf ball, and it was made to look like a circular ice cube.

After I saw the payload, I ran to the outside of the plane just as it exploded. I felt multiple pieces of scrap enter my back. I felt one specifically enter my spine. I let out a scream of pain. I had lost so much blood that I started to lose consciousness, but as everything faded to black, I saw two men wearing green leather/cloth hoddie-style shirts and some green pants. It looked like they tried to be superheroes but had a Peter Parker budget for their costumes.

The last thing I saw was a piece of wood aimed at my face come crashing down, knocking me out instantly.

I woke to see my wrists bound. Then a bird in a cage was chucked at my feet.

"杀了它," The Chinese man said. (Kill it.)

"What?" It wasn't that I didn't understand. I was just confused as to why it needed to die.

"He said kill it," The blond American responded.

"I know what he said, but why?" I asked, frustrated with the American.

"是晚餐。想吃就杀了," The first man replied. (It's dinner. Kill it if you want to eat.)

"He said it's dinner-" I interrupted him. "你要让美国人继续为你说话吗，老头" (Are you going to let the American continue to speak for you, Old man.)

"He does not speak for me. I am Yao Fei, not old man. This is Oliver, AKA the American. Don't mind him." Yao Fei said.

"很荣幸认识姚飞," I said. "Hello, Blondie." (It is an honor to meet you, Yao Fei.)

"Really, he just told you my name!" Oliver yelled.

I was about to laugh when I heard bullets.

End of dream