I had to trust Wanda if I needed to get anywhere close to being able to defend myself from Kang. I had to trust her with my truth, with most of it. Up until this point, only Loki seemed to know everything. Of course, there was the Ancient One and James who I trusted with my truth. There is also Natasha who knows something but we never truly talked about it as she just found out things from my phone. I don't know what she knows, but I am sure she has a nice idea as she never asked me questions. That damn phone holds too much information.
*Flashback*
"You need raw emotions to do it." Wanda sighs as we're in front of the new pet we bought, our hamster, Lulu, trying to control its mind to move through the little handmade maze to reach the exit.
"I have no idea how to tap into that." I roll my eyes turning away from the table we set Lulu's training maze on.
"Bullshit. What were you thinking when you controlled me?" Wanda asks and I shrug aggressively as I am so annoyed that I feel so useless.
"I don't know! Nothing and everything at the same time."
"That is not a valid answer Y/n. Think." She instructs me not letting it go.
I sigh seating on the brown armchair in the living room. I take a deep breath looking at the ceiling trying to remember what I was feeling two days ago.
"I don't know, I was angry and confused why you of all people are questioning me I guess," I explain.
Wanda seats on the couch across the armchair placing her coffee mug on the table between us. As I look at the scene I can't help but smile at my thoughts of having therapy sessions with her.
"Why?" She asks and I glare at her as I don't like these questions.
"I don't know, you mentioned the Avengers not trusting me and I don't know." I shake my head feeling a little weird.
"So it was not just about me." She states calmly and I shake my head feeling somewhat trapped. "Why do you care about what Stark and the others have to say?" She asks and I gulp.
"Because you seemed to care?" I tilt my head confused.
"What I don't understand is how you can get this angry at me for mentioning that we had questions about you."
"I don't know. You're all these amazing heroes. I grew up admiring Stark, Rogers, you, Natasha, and all the Avengers in general, and it felt weird that even after we fought the same war you guys had doubts." I tell her and she seems confused.
"I'd get Stark and Rogers but-" she frowns looking at me and I sigh knowing she doesn't understand how I could say I grew up admiring her. "We're both 34." She adds and I gulp watching her as we did celebrate my birthday I decided to go with my mental age, not my physical age.
"Technically." I take a deep breath. "But you were born in 1989 and I was born in 1998," I state looking at her, "... on a different universe, sort of", I whisper and I can see her face painted in confusion. "I got to this universe when I was 23 and it was 2012 here, but I never aged a day since then." The more I speak the more I can feel reality slipping from her mind.
"So when you said you lost everyone-" She whispers shocked.
"I didn't mean they died, no. Hopefully, they didn't. I have no idea how to get back there. I don't even know how I got here." I say and it seems to take a while for her to process all the information I am dumping on her.
I end up telling her the truth about how they were characters for me and how in my universe there is no magic flowing and how I know about the events unfolding in this Universe.

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Into the Multiverse || Marvel
RomanceY/n, a full time Marvel fan, has always been fascinated with the MCU. But what if she gets to be part of that world? What if the Multiverse is real? Follow the story of a girl in her 20s as she gets to experience the Marvel world in her skin and f...