Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Wanda Maximoff: Ex-Avenger

Word Count: 3978

An: This one is a long one but I hope you guys like it. I promise Wanda is in it just give it time.

Happier days; you often picture them in your head. Times when you had everything anyone could need. The white picket fence became black in memory, the wood was rotten and rancid, what was once thriving was now fiercely decayed.

As your home crumbled, so did your social life. You were the first Avenger to be officially kicked off the team. They stripped you of your purpose. From something to nothing in a matter of moments. You should've been angry. You had every right to be, but something stopped you.

It was those green eyes on you when you made your exit. They were filled with disappointment, and that feeling had seeped its way into your mind. You and Wanda had something. It was undefined, but it was there nonetheless. Your excommunication from the Avengers made sure you'd never get the chance to explore it.

You lived your life under a different kind of mask; one of a civilian. A life full of pretending you weren't a hero. Every now and then someone would recognize you, and you had to lie; denying that you were that hero that had seemingly up and vanished from the public eye.

They had asked for your help with Thanos. Fury let himself into your apartment and laid it all out for you. While you weren't angry, you were bitter. So that day you sat in front of your TV neglecting to even look at the man.

You told him that he should find the others. He said everyone else already agreed to help. With your eyes glued to your TV screen, you said," Then what do you need me for."

He left after that.

They failed, leaving so many people devastated. Nothing changed in your life. You didn't get blipped, so you lived through those 5 years as if nothing were wrong.

Then there was a knock on your door. You weren't going to answer it, but the knock was persistent.

When you opened it, you were met by some of your former teammates. You sighed heavily, but let them into your home.

" Nice place, did you get sponsored by TJ Maxx or something?"

Tony's joke fell flat. You stood on one side of your kitchen table, and they stood on the other. The division was perfectly ironic.

" Let's get this over with. Pitch it to me, so I can decline."

" It doesn't have to be like this," Steve says.

You roll your eyes," You aren't pitching."

Natasha speaks up," Time travel."

" Why do you need me?"

" We need all the help we can get," Hulk admits.

" I haven't done hero work in 9 years. I can't help you."

Steve shakes his head," You can, you're just choosing not too."

You scoff," Kind of like how you chose to kick me out."

A heavy silence fills the room.

Tony claps his hands," Well, we tried the asking way. Now let's get to the core. Wanda was blipped. I know for a fact you can't live with yourself knowing she's gone, especially when you aren't doing anything to get her back."

You clench your fists by your sides. Tony's words had pierced through your hard exterior. Wanda was possibly the only person you cared about in this world. You had let her down before. This time needed to be different.

"Fine"

" Welcome back L/n"

When Fury came to you and told you what happened all those years ago, it turns out that those were the cliff notes. Natasha filled you in on everything he skipped over.