Devil Town ━ marvel [2] ✔

𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒

PROLOGUE
The Pilot

There's one thing Rosa knew and could see for her own self: The Dead Don't Die.

Her eyes slowly opened as she slowly sat up. She furrowed her brows at the scenery, then it was like she flipped a switch. Everything was black, white and grey. Her hair was still normal, same with her clothes, so she quickly ran upstairs to change. Rosa reluctantly changed and fixed her hair. Her normally brown hair was now a grey-ish colour with two white streaks in the front.

Rosa looked at herself in the mirror. She could barely recognise herself now. Play along to the script, that's what she told herself. She wasn't dead anymore. Then she remembered Pietro was still dead.

She heard a knock on the door. Rosa waited a minute before heading down the stairs to open the front door. Then she saw a familiar face, "Rose!" Wanda smiled.

Rosa forgot that the only people who knew were herself, her mother, Charles Xavier, and Pietro. "Wanda." Rosa replied. "I didn't think you were coming to Westview." Rose played all along.

"Well, I heard you lived here and of course I haven't seen you in years!" Wanda told her.

"Oh, right! Do you want to come in?"

"I can't, I have to go home to Vision." Wanda declined.

Rose said her goodbye and was just about to close the door when Agnes came walking right into the house. "I'm so happy to see you!' Agnes said.

"I'm happy to see you too—" She was cut off by an extremely tight hug.

Agnes put her hands on her hips, "so how is your day going, dear?"

"Well I'm sure you just saw Wanda leaving." Rosa said.

"Yes I did." And then Agnes turned away and left.

Rosa sighed, closing the door. She went back up to her room, knowing it was the end of her scene, so she changed into her normal clothes and she uncurled her hair. She sat on her bed, looking around. Was she playing the wild and out of control friend to the main character? Probably. The part she was playing didn't worry her. What worried her was how the last episode would go. All because it was uncertain with timing.

Rosa paced around her room, trying to distract herself from the unknown. Her head was on a cycling mode, non-stop. It was quite annoying actually. Anything and everything was flowing through her head, between the voices and the more future events happening. Rosa let out a groan, then she scoffed at one of the voices. She went back downstairs as what one would call 'break time' for a sitcom.

She grabbed the leftover food and started eating it. It tasted extremely bland, but she couldn't complain. Technically, she was brought back to life, she should be grateful for that. But it was a confusing scenario that happened to Rosa. It had been years. Why now? Why not sooner when they could have used her. But she shouldn't know anything outside of Westview, outside of the set.

Then again, everyone else here glitched. Maybe that's what was happening: a glitch or malfunction in the matrix.

Once again, I do not know what to put here

But... this fic is gonna show a lot about Rosa

Okay, bye!