[𝟭.𝟯] 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 ➣ {𝕛•𝕓•𝕓} ❘ [𝖒𝖛𝖔𝖒 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

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You landed on the mountain in front of Wundagore and Sageforte, boots padding against the soft snow of the cliff. The temples were in ruins, a few pieces of debris still falling into nothing as the smoke settled around them.

You felt your legs give out and you collapsed to your knees, eyes burning with hot tears as your lower lips wobbled.

Guilt, heartbreak, sadness, regret, shame everything crashed down on you at once, making it difficult for you to breathe.

You closed your eyes, ducking your head and letting your H/C hair screen the sides of your face as tears trailed down your cheek;

You turned around and saw Wanda trying to reach for the missile. "Wanda don't!" she pushed back her hand.

"Y/N," Wanda turned to you, "Remember? At the end of the episode, you wake up and realize it was all a bad dream," she turned back to the missile in front of them, "Just a bad dream."

"At the end of the episode," you whispered to yourself, shaky breaths leaving you as you inhaled sharply, "You wake up and realize it was all a bad dream,"

But there was no response from Wanda. A familiar ache of loss overtook you— Pietro, Vision, Natasha, Steve—and now, Wanda too.

You let out a gut-wrenching scream of pain and it echoed through the ruins of the mountain, allowing you to wallow in your own agony.

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