Scarlet Witch: Chthon's Revenge

Part II : Behold, Wonder Man

It's still nighttime. Approximately 3 a.m. Agatha exclaims in a louder voice,

"If we want to get this over with, we will need to start immediately."

With purple mist emanating from her hands, she summons a tattered bunch of ancient Druid locator scrolls. These Druid scrolls had pristine and effective spells that could be used to locate or summon. These scrolls were written in an ancient and now obsolete Celtic tongue. They glowed a mesmerizing green.

"I stole this book from a particularly well-skilled warlock."

Wanda says nothing. Not unimpressed, but just very done with Agatha's unwavering enthusiasm. Agatha hands over Wanda a part of the scroll.

"Let's recite this spell together. That way it will be more effective."

"What exactly are we gonna do with this? I am very confused."

"We'll locate where the guy who spooked you shitless is."

"Well maybe I'm having second thoughts. Maybe we shouldn't do this? I'm very scared."

"Don't Worry! You are literally the Scarlet Witch. And also, Wanda this encounter that you'll have, is not only gonna decide your future, but also the Multiverse as a whole. You gotta trust yourself, Buttercup."

"Oh I trust myself."

Wanda exhales very loudly. She looks up at Agatha, then resumes looking at the book. Wanda starts chanting the spells. She couldn't understand a thing, but neither could Agatha. They just knew scrolls' function so it was fine.

Suddenly, a red mist envelopes the room. Wanda and Agatha look up, still chanting. They could see a large, hilly region covered with white snow.

"This must be the Citadel of Science. The mountain range look eerily similar to the Wundagore range. Must be the Dinaric range in Transia."

"Ohhh How'd you figure it out?" Agatha says in a sarcastic tone.

"The red man said South Transia and Near Serbia so by method of cancelation, Voila! Its the Dinaric Range."

"Or maybe you just read the sign that said 'Dinaric range'." Agatha says as she zooms into a wooden sign near the mountain trail inside the illusion.

There is a moment of silence. Agatha breaks it with an oddly placed cough.

"I'm sorry I burst your needy bubble, but let's get back to business. If Chthon is the mastermind behind this, we need to br careful."

"Yeah, like not using magic that can be tracked or teleporting or using a portal. I have learnt quiet alot. As you can see."

"Did I ask? Anyways we need to get there the old fashioned way."

"By an airplane."

"Exactly."

Wanda sits down and starts using her magic. She summons a dusty leather satchel with Pietro Maximoff's name engraved on it. She opens it and finds it full of her brother's items. She pulls out a photo of her with Oleg, Iryna and Pietro. She smiles softly and puts it back. She summons her nifty mobile phone, and a pair of spare clothes and stuffs them in the bag. Wanda, using her magic changes into her civilian clothes. She arms herself with her satchel and confidently gets up. She sees Agatha packing food, her wallet and other amenities violently into her backpack. She then gently places Señor Scratchy into a traveling cage. She profusely tears of leaves off of her Everbloom plant and puts them into her pockets.