Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Dark!WandaNat: No Escape pt 3

Word Count: 1234

Similar to the last time Wanda invaded her dreams, Y/n began to pack up her belongings. If Wanda and Natasha were in the room with her unconscious body, they were too close.

Natasha had tasted her, had laid on top of her, and she was none the wiser. If it wasn't for Wanda telling her, she wouldn't have known. They were toying with her. Wanda and Natasha could've gotten her right there. She would have woken up with them standing over her, powerless.

She had to move quickly.

It didn't take long for her to put some clothes on and grab her things. As soon as she was ready, she left the motel.

For some reason, she was having trouble remembering how to leave the city. Usually she wasn't so forgetful, but today it had escaped her. She searched her bag for her map, yet she came up empty. Though it was frustrating, none of this mattered. Y/n still had to leave the town, whether she knew where she was going or not.

She picked a direction and started walking. If she walked long enough, she knew she'd hit the town's limit. She was right, eventually Y/n hit the town limits, but something was wrong. Something felt off.

Y/n tried to walk out of the town, but there was a barrier. She pushed and pushed, but it wouldn't budge. The image in front of her seemed to buzz.

Frustrations started to build up in her. She dropped her bag and ran at the barrier. She did it over and over again. Her body collided with the invisible wall each time. Her body hurt by the time she finally relented.

She slumped against the barrier, tears welling in her eyes.

" Fuck."

Y/n stared at what should've been her way out. She didn't let her tears fall. She set her jaw and grabbed her things.

The woman walked back to the motel. Agatha still sat at the helpers desks.

" Late night stroll, hun," the woman tried to engage in small talk.

Y/n smiled politely," Something like that. Hey Agatha, do you happen to know how to get to the next town over?"

She stared blankly at Y/n, " The next town over?"

" Yes, is there-"

" There's only Westview," she cut off Y/n. The far away look in her eye was off-putting.

" But my map-"

Agatha raised her voice," There is only Westview!" The harsh tone disappeared as soon as it arrived," It's the perfect little town. Who would want to leave?"

She followed it up with a laugh. This wasn't right, Y/n knew that much. She didn't stay with the laughing women, instead she went back to her room. Y/n sat on the bed with her head in her hands. This town wasn't what it seemed to be. It was a trap for Y/n.

The border stopped her exiting, the people weren't going to help, and she was cut off from the outside world. They finally trapped her. Now the tears fell. The frustration finally exited her body. What started out as a few stray tears turned into full on sobs. Her body shook violently, her throat became raw, snot fell from her nose.

She didn't know how long she cried for. It felt like an eternity. She felt small again. Y/n felt like the little, fragile girl that got her into this situation in the first place.

She marched to the restroom to stare at her reflection. Her eyes were bloodshot, staring back at her.

It didn't matter how strong she looked on the outside. The weakness was in her eyes. She could craft her body to mimic strength and resilience, but staring into her own eyes, she saw weakness.

It was as if she watched herself shrink back to the girl she used to be. There was no backbone in that girl. That girl needed Wanda and Natasha. She was lost without them.

" I hate that you make me feel this way. You like me like this, when I can hardly stand on my own two feet. All helpless and pitiful."

Y/n went back to the main room and dug through her bag. She got what she was looking for and returned to the bathroom. Her movements and breathing were erratic.

" Let me out, or I'll end it all right here. I know you can hear me. I know that you're watching. I'm not bluffing."

Y/n put the gun to the temple of her head," Let me out of here."

She cocked the weapon. Her reflection was mocking her, daring her to pull the trigger.

" I don't believe you, sweetheart."

Wanda was in the mirror. Natasha at her side. Wanda looked confident. Natasha looked like she was on edge. She was fidgeting, she knew that Y/n wasn't bluffing.

" I loved you, both of you, at one point. But I told you, I will never love you like this."

Her hand is steady, her face is straight. Y/n takes a breath and closes her eyes. Then she pulls the trigger.

" NO."

Wanda tries to stop Y/n. She reaches through the mirror and tries to push the gun away, but she is too slow.

Then Y/n opens her eyes. Her heart is beating like it never had. She looks at the gun and then at herself.

She took out the clip, there were no bullets. The gun slipped from her grasps. Before she can process what's happening, there's a pair of arms wrapping around her.

"Get off of me. Get off of me. Get off of me," she repeats it through her tears.

Y/n tries to push the person off of her, but the body won't budge.

" Just let me hold you, please. Just for a moment, dorogaya."

Y/n relents, and for a moment she allows herself to feel safe in Natasha's arms. The woman holds her as if she would disappear.

" It's not fair," Y/n viciously wipes her eyes," It's not fair that I want you to hold me after pushing me over the edge."

She pulls herself away from Natasha, only to stumble into Wanda's frame. When Y/n catches Wanda's eyes, she sees the trail of mascara trailing down her face.

" How could you do that?"

Her eyes began to glow that dangerous hue of red. Y/n takes a few steps away from her.

" Wanda," Natasha says, trying to calm the witch.

" Don't. Her brains would've been splattered all over the wall. She would lay dead here, if that gun was loaded," she pauses," She'd rather die than be with us."

" That's not true," Natasha shakes her head.

Y/n didn't want to be here. She wasn't supposed to be here. It was all supposed to be over. She couldn't keep running, but she'd rather die than be caught.

" Please, let me go," Y/n says amidst the tension.

" Why? So you can kill yourself? "

Natasha yells at her again," Wanda, stop it!"

" You aren't going anywhere."

The witch made it impossible for Y/n to move, just like in that first dream. Instead of strolling over to her, she appeared behind Y/n, wordlessly. Wanda began to use her magic to lull the young Stark to sleep.

" The chase was fun, bunny, but I'm not ever letting you leave me again."