『ᴀʀᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇʟ || ᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

Ch. 63: Can I Get A Break?!?

The two of them stood beside each other, dressed appropriately for the cold weather. Their hands were intertwined, a sense of love and security blanketing them as they looked at me.

My gaze lifted from their connected hands before looking at Vision, a small smile forming its way onto my lips as I let out a coarse laugh, "When did you start looking like a human? Last I knew, your skin was a little more... candy apple red... nah, there was a purple feel to the color."

Vision seemed to smile at that remark, nostalgia seeming to take hold of his thoughts for a moment, "Ms. Miller, it is a surprise to see you once more."

I huffed, getting up from where I sat on the ground, brushing off the dirt from my pants. I shook my head slightly, "Yeah, today has been full of surprises. I can't seem to get a break."

My mind wandered as I looked at the two of them. Vision supposedly turned off his transponder, and no one could locate him. So how is it that Strange knew that he was here? There should have been no chance of him being located.

Unless he wasn't who Strange had been tracking. Could he have been watching Wanda instead and just knew that they were here?

Wait.

Where even was here?

I shook my head, breaking my thought process as I gestured around us, "Um, I need a little clarification. It's just miniscule. See I kinda got dropped from the sky and don't know where I am. Where are we right now?"

Wanda's eyes widened in surprise at that comment, her voice speaking up. It surprised me at the lack of her Sokovian accent. So much time has passed, "We're in Scotland. You... dropped from the sky?"

"Yeah, something crazy is going on in New York," I laughed, rubbing my head in fright. Fucking Scotland? We're in Scotland? On a whole different continent?

I wish I just stayed home and let Phillip smuggle my face some more.

My head raised as I realized that I still had the phone open. I hastily clicked on Steve's contact, dialing his number. Vision took notice and stepped forward, "What are you doing?"

"Trying to contact someone who needs to know about what's happening."

"Are you sure that something is happening in-"

"Vis..." Wanda spoke up, her eyes trained onto a television screen that was turned on in one of the nearby buildings. She looked to me, her eyes wide with fear, "Is that...? What are those...?"

"Yes to the first question," I mumbled, "Aliens is my assumption to the second one."

"They're what the stone was warning me about," Vision whispered. He turned to Wanda, pressed a kiss on her hand before backing away, "I have to go."

"No, Vision," Wanda retorted, brushing hair away from her face as she looked at him, "No, Vision, if that's true, then maybe going isn't the best idea."

"The big bad raisin dude is after the stones," I commented, moving to stand beside Wanda as I glanced at the phone. No answer. I pouted and dialed Steve again, moving my gaze to look at Vision, "You of all people need to stay safe--"

Vision was lifted up into the air as a spear protruded from his stomach. My eyes widened as I watched him scream before getting tossed to the side. Wanda's eyes glowed red as she lifted her hands. I turned around and raised my hands, deflecting an attack from another person.

I summoned my wings once again, lifting off of the ground and launching towards her. She ducked out of the way as I flew close, slowing myself down to propel towards her. She sent another blast at me, sending me up into the air.