The ghost has been passed down through generations of a single family, destined to be the protector of the Scarlet Witch.
Katrina Grew up in Bulgaria hearing story's of her grandmother who had died shortly before her birth. Her grandmother had been...
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EDITED 8/30/24
KATRINA
She sends the power surrounding her hands towards the droid that was slowly moving its way towards them. She feel the wires in its neck and clench her fist, feeling the groans and squeaks as it suffers under the weight of her magic.
Just as it was about to grab her, she can feel it fall limp under her control. Katrina throws it over the banister as she comforts Dr. Cho who was crouching next to her.
"Are you ok?"
She nods quickly. So, she jump off the banister onto the main floor, immediately tearing another droid to scraps as she land, using her powers to soften her landing.
Katrina glances over to the last droid, seeing Tony run over a banister to jump at it, he was an inch too far away, and she quickly grab him and lift him.
He makes quick work of the droid and nods over to her in thanks.
She tilts her head in return and turn to the only one left, the one who stood watching- still tangled in wires and leaking oil as it gazed at them.
Ultron, Bruce said it's name was.
Katrina readys her magic as they all stand in defensive positions against the demented machine.
The witch dosen't pay attention to what it says as she instead watches the avengers and takes a quick glimce at their thoughts.
How do I kill it?
How did the happen? This shouldn't be possible....
Why? Just why?
What did stark do now?
Are all human robots like this?
This wasn't supposed to happen.
She turns back to the creepy robot as it was destroyed, only catching the last words of it.
"There arE No sTrings oN mE..."
Katrina lets out a sigh, her energy quickly depleting from the fight they just had. Katrina leans back onto the chair behind her, loosening her muscles.
"Well, that was something." Everyone in the room turns to herwith looks of disbelief or annoyance.
