When Nicole White was a child all she wanted to do was help people. She was innocent kind and happy.Until Stark Industries had bombed her home with her, her brother, and her parents. She was the only survivor.
From that day onward she vowed to get revenge on the billionaire and anyone who was in her way of doing so.
Now she's all grown up. She is filled with hatred, loss and a thirst for revenge.
She had volunteered for hydra. She knew who they were and what they stood for but she didn't care, It was a compromise.
Help her destroy Stark, Help them destroy the Avengers. It was a win win, but there was a problem, how were they going to fulfill their promises?
They had the mind stone, but any other test subject had died and hydra couldn't have that. They needed her.
Until Wanda and Pietro came into the picture, most specifically Wanda.
They barely spoke too each other, Nicole tried and tried to be friends but she was always looked at with glaring eyes.
Eyes that knew what she was really doing, why she was really here, eyes that had little sympathy for her.
She never understood it, but could've cared less it was her power she wanted, No. Needed.
She saw what kind of destruction she could do, what kind of damage could be done, a way for her finally get her revenge.
And she finally had it. It might have take 2 years but she finally had it coursing through her system.
She felt powerful, but odd. Like someone was dangling a carrot in her face waiting for her to grab it.Like she could do so much more.
She had been sitting on the floor for the past 3 days with a iv in her arm, waiting for the power to show.
For 3 days she didn't get a ounce of sleep, all day and all night her adrenaline kept pumping, until it finally came.
Her legs crossed like she had done for the last 3 days but everything was different. She was different.
She was fascinated by the power that came out of her hands and surrounded the blocks. She played with them, analyzing them as she suddenly got lost and snapped them.
As the wooden blocks fell to the floor she smiled, they smiled. She was ready. The blocks were just practice, now onto humans.
She had practice all that she saw Wanda do, which was very little. But there was one thing Wanda did that she wanted to do, wanted to copy. The manipulation of the human mind.
Out of all of the practices the mind was her favorite, she loved the power, the rush, the control. And she knew that the Avengers would fall once she had that control.
While Nicole was basking in her new found power, Wanda and Pietro were in another cell far away.
Now, Pietro did not know what was happening or why but Wanda did.
She not only knew but she felt it. She not only had power she had magic, she always had magic she was born that way.
And she was angry. Angry at Nicole, angry at hydra, and angry at herself.
Every time Nicole used her magic, it felt like she was getting poked at, Like there was a itch she couldn't scratch, like a part of her was missing.
Her and Pietro didn't know who the avengers were, but from what the hydra soldiers said and what Nicole thought they were bad and should be feared.
But she knew better, something was most definitely wrong and the avengers were in trouble.
But she and her brother couldn't help as they were still at hydra. Locked away and for the first time in two years they could see each other.
Before they were always separated but now something had changed. Hydra was getting lazy with them. And the twins know hydra best, they never get lazy.
Both her and Pietro sat down on the floor in silence. So much so it almost felt peaceful.
For years they fought, for years they cried, and for years they had each other, like Nicole their parents had been murdered.
"Pietro?" She asked her brother, her head turning as her ear length raven hair feel to the side of her face, her eyes dropping, her voice weak but her accent clear as day .
"Yes, Wanda" Pietro replied not looking at his sister but hearing her
"When do you think this will ever end?" She asked as tears threatened to fall
It took a while for Pietro to respond. Even though him and wanda 12 minutes apart, him being older, he always could answer her questions.
But this time it was different.
"I honestly don't know Wanda." He said as he looked down in defeat.
Suddenly a the metal door opened with a loud creak.
"Get up." a hydra soldier said as he threw them their old bags they had when they were taken.
They were confused, what was hydra up to now?
Okay so I do hope you guys get some context as to why I added my own og character, I'm taking the MCU route with Nicole since why not.
I should have made this clear in my other update but whatever. I DO NOT OWN MARVEL THESE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE (even though I wish they were but I digress) AND PLEASE LEAVE YOUR RACIST COMMENTS AT THE DOOR, I WILL NOT TOLERATE IT.
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Fanfiction"I'm not weird, I'm a witch!" - Wanda Django Maximoff or A witch and her speedster twin brother help the Avengers fight and destroy hydra, Ultron, and copycats. cover: me