Once safely back in her physical form, Wanda breathed a sigh of relief. She felt dizzy and tired.
Wanda entered her cabin and found a place to sit on a chair by her table, the same chair she had previously sat Strange in. It made her uncomfortable so she switched to the other seat. Wanda folded her arms on the table and rested her head on them. She felt so tired, it was taxing being out of her physical form for so long.
"Hey, are you doing alright," asked Scarlett, choosing to appear in the doorway in her apparition form.
"Yes... but also no?" Wanda said, her voice muffled by her arms. She raised her head and winced as the blood rushed. "I have felt better but I have also felt way worse."
"Believe it or not I know the feeling.", Scarlett admitted with a downcast look.
"Oh? What-" Wanda began to ask.
"Anyways! Do you have any strength left for some learning or do you need to sleep again?" interrupted Scarlett.
Wanda considered this for a moment. "How much time do we have?"
"Barely enough," Scarlett admitted.
"Give me a date or a time. Something!" Wanda exclaimed.
"I don't know!" exclaimed Scarlett in return.
Wanda froze. Her eyes looked towards her hand resting on the table.
"What do you know then?" Wanda asked, struggling to remain patient.
"I know that there are limited windows of time that the NetherRealm can be reached. I know that astral projection is key and that a lot of information is in the Darkhold." Scarlett shared. Wanda clenched her fists. Her red magic pooled around her.
"You only know that?" Wanda raged. "That's hardly anything to go off of! Are you trying to set me up for failure?"
"No! I would never!" Scarlett responded defensively. "I just know we are gonna need help from other Wanda variants."
"And I thought the point of them sending you was because you already knew what to do!" Wanda yelled back. "But if you don't know, then I shouldn't need your help. I need someone who knows what they are doing!"
"I know what I'm doing Wanda," Scarlett explained but her patience was fading. "Everyone has boundaries to what we know, this just happens to be one of mine."
Wanda scoffed. "You've done nothing for me."
"YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I"VE DONE FOR YOU" screamed Scarlett.
"Maybe not! But I DONT CARE!" Wanda yelled.
Tempers raged. Both witches were surrounded by their red aura of chaos magic.
"You have no idea what I have done for you, Wanda," Scarlett repeated.
"You're just another variant of me, I get the idea." Wanda snapped back.
"We are variants. There are differences between our lives. You must understand!" Scarlett tried reasoning with Wanda.
"I lost everything, then I got everything I wanted only to have it taken away from me again. And now that I have the opportunity to have one thing and you're saying that you don't know how." Wanda cried out, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
"I lost everyone I loved-" Scarlett began.
Wanda cut her off, "AND SO DID I!"
"It's not the same though" Scarlett was also starting to cry.
"Every time I save someone, someone I love dies. Surely you've experienced the same and that's why you feel this way." Wanda's traumatic memory shoved at the floodgates, fighting the mental barriers she worked so hard to maintain.
Scarlett could not keep her chaos magic in check and it exploded out from her as she collapsed. Wanda got hit fully in the chest. Wanda heard Scarlett sobbing and repeating the same sentence.
It was all my fault.
It was all my fault.
It was all my fault.
And then everything went dark.
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She's Not Alone (WandaxNatasha)
Fanfiction***ONGOING!!!*** Wanda Maximoff has just had to say goodbye to her lover after dealing with her trauma from the Battle of Wakanda. She seeks comfort and condolence from her remaining family with little success, with the Avengers in shambles, the onl...
