The Variant [Part One] [Wanda Maximoff [FF] | Elizabeth Olsen

Chapter 16

Wanda examines the place she's in: she's back in the Dark World with its red atmosphere and pitch-black earth. She looks at her front view and saw her dark doppelganger coming closer to her.

"Hello beermaker," Said the doppelganger whose dress appears caliginous, morbid, with patterning suggestive of the Darkhold's intricate design. Her wimple-crown is sharp and pointy like devil's horns.

"Invading that poor girl's privacy by diving into her mind... What can I say mothers are nosy towards their children," The doppelganger snickered.

"I did it so she could finally sleep," Wanda said eyeing the woman. The doppelganger who's circling her looked back at the ginger.

"Sleep? Do you really think that is the end of it?" The doppelganger replied. She meanders closer to Wanda till their faces are inches apart from one another.

"It's only the beginning of it..." The doppelganger grinned devilishly and grab Wanda's wrist tightly. The redhead tries to let herself loose from the woman's iron grip but couldn't.

"Do you still think that you're capable of being a parent? Huh! You're meant to destroy not to nourish!" The doppelganger said as she forces the chaos magic to radiate from the redhead's hand.

Wanda finally escapes the doppelganger's clutches - (the red chaos magic disappears from her hand) - and rubs her wrist, it's been chafed and burned by the doppelganger.

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If you're living in a hamlet being surrounded by arctic highland and an outstretched body of water, it wouldn't matter what season it is despite the sun staring down at the town, the weather is still freaking windy and frosty!

It's a perfect time to eat at the open-air area of the Bierhaus which is the rooftop. Liseth has employed several people from the town who would want to have jobs for tending the taproom.

Natasha is roaming as a watchwoman masquerading as the waitress chiming in with the other servers. Meanwhile, Wanda and her 'sisters' Vasilisa and Mortianna are at the brewing quarters.

Wanda could have easily utilized her dwimmercraft to make the labour smoother for her liking. She knew what she was strong enough for. She's aware of how powerful she could be, but she's disinterested in flaunting it to everyone, which Vasilisa & Mortianna found interesting.

A chaos magic wielder, - Vasilisa thought. If she and Mortianna's sister is still alive? And has been nurtured properly? She would have been as supernaturally strong as this woman… With fewer issues of course…

Most of the magic-users that they have encountered are arrogant and use their abilities excessively to the point of being lazy. As much as they legitimize them to use their powers, there is still manual work that needs to be done! This red-haired woman without hesitation did the drudgeries by hand.

Wanda woke up with her right wrist sore and irritated. She hides it with a bandage. She could just make an excuse that it's "caused by work".

The red-haired woman has painstakingly malted, milled, and mashed the grain without the aid of her powers. Brewed the hell out for several days now.

Several recipe binders floated right in front of Wanda — she was whisking several beers at the same time! After the beer yeasts from 3 different cauldrons started simmering and foaming: she puts the coriander, ginger, and orange peel in the first cauldron for the Bierhaus' in-house bright witbier.

Wanda then blended the dark saison in the second cauldron where she included two different types of figs and all-spice berries. Then the third cauldron for a blonde ale where she added golden figs and flowers into the brewpot.