Marvel Imagines

Flirtatious With A Devil

•Non-Binary Y/n•

I stand with the sorcerers supreme waiting for the Scarlet Witch to arrive. All sorcerers standing, listening to Wong. He speaks of the witch. But something about the why he describes her makes me wonder.

I roll my eyes as he tells us, "If anybody, wants to leave. Do so now." Nobody answers. My father beside me, he glares at me convinced I will make a snarky remark.

He was right. I push my hand through the thick air around using clear my throat, "This corset is uncomfortable. So can we wrap this up and all go home?" I ask chuckling to myself.

I hear a few sniggers and laughs across the grounds before he glares at me harder and turns to see a dark cloud consume the air around us then quickly disappear into nothing.

Me and my dad fly up to the which, me behind him. "Why come alone, Stephen Strange." The witch asks my father.

My dad shakes his head, "Oh I didn't." He tells her.

I then move from behind him, to see the woman they were all talking about. She's rather cute. "Hola. Comment Allez Allez-vous! So nice to meet you!" I say to her flirtatiously.

My father besides my looks at me, "Y/n Strange. Stop flirting with the enemy." He tells me harshly.

I smirk at him, "Um, no." Then watch as the witch threatens to burn the building beneath us and the people people the ground.

I rolls my eyes as the witch infront of us tilts her head, "Hand over the girl." She sternly tells my father as I admire her.

I watch her I remember the woman infront of me. "Wanda, you can't-" my dad starts to tell the witch but I cough and cut him of.

I look at the witch, "Wanda?" I say to her remembering the woman and the life we had. "Wanda Maximoff?" I ask.

She nods. My father pulls me back behind him, "Y/n Strange. Stop." He hushed me.