Okay so this chapter is kinda serious but I love me some possum memes
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As she felt Evelyn draw further and further away from her, Wanda only felt pain. The physical pain of aches and bruises was familiar and a comfort compared to the way she felt internally. She allowed herself to curl into a ball on the floor. Her mouth fell open and sounds of fear and agony escaped. Her throat was sore and she was practically choking on the air she breathed.
She never wanted any of this. She was trapped because of what they had done.
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Evelyn continued forward as she felt the pain radiating from Wanda's mark. She felt bad for leaving before she remembered what Wanda had done to Pietro. She looked back at him, violet mist still carrying him alongside her. He wasn't in good shape, a sheen of sweat glistened on his now pale skin. She knew he wouldn't make it much further without help. Evelyn began their descent, slowly moving her and Pietro downwards towards the trees below. She was gentle as she moved Pietro down to the ground so as not to hurt him. She turned him on his side in order to examine his head from the hit he endured back at the cabin. A large gash surrounded by burgundy and crimson from the layers of dried blood on his hair lay on the back of his head. The split leaked dark blood and the metallic rotting smell of blood hit her nose. She began to feel panic rise in her being, he needed help now or he was going to slip away. She knelt next to him and she felt the ground crunch under her knees, and the moisture that seeped through her jeans at the knees. Her eyes burned with insult tears and her hands shook so hard it was difficult to use them.
"No no no," She cried quietly and watched as his breaths became more shallow. She continued to cry for him. The few injuries she sustained had already began to heal themselves, yet he remained sickly, dying. She gently pulled his head to gently rest in her lap. She rest her hand upon the side of his head and touched his disheveled hair. Her tears landed on his hear, they created small pats at each landed. The tears mixed with the blood and dirt that rest upon his head. She had already begun to mourn him despite the heart that continued to beat in his chest. She knew he'd be dead by morning and there was nothing she could do. she looked around at the dark forest around her, she was too weak to continue carrying him she hadn't trained or eaten properly in days. She glanced around at the twisted trees that towered over her in the lonesome wood, animals could be heard hoping from branch to branch. The wind blew through the branches which caused leaves to sway and shudder as the bare branches bashed into one anther as though they were claws. The scrapes of wood and rustle of leaves filled the air and engulfed Evelyn's hearing. She wished for more than anything that someone would find them, oh how wrong she was.
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Having finished their searches, much to their dissastisfaction empty handed, the avenger had gathered once more to discuss if they found anything. Though the majority had returned, Pietro, Peter, and Vision were all missing. Tony was absolutely fuming and plotting the deaths of various people who believed to be part of the dissappearance, as well as those who annyed him in his thinking.
"I knew it. He must've planned this. He found her I'm sure of it" Tony raged, he didn't trust the twins to be honest, sure he knew they were good and nice but clearly that had changed. He did not trust them with his daughter and he knew something was wrong, just like before. Others still hadn't returned from searches so he had yet to fully lose hope. He was growing worried about Peter, who hadn't even reached out, which was out of character.
"Listen, Tony you need to..." Steve started before he was cut off
"Listen tony, blah blah blah" Tony mocked "Don't talk to me old man, you might turn to dust" He said, rolling his eyes "Go get in the freezer and leave me alone." He turned his back to Steve, and proceeded to his lab to get away.

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ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟(Avengers soulmate story)
Fanfic𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 noun the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects. Beautiful, mesmerising, 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁. The words used to describe Evelyn King by those who've seen her. As a child she was ki...