𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙~𝖕𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

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"𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤?"

wanda was up early that morning with a cup of coffee in her hand. i found her sat at the kitchen table in daze before she realized i was there. she had said she would be leaving for the day out of the blue. she had barely left the apartment since she first moved in so i was curious as to why she suddenly wanted to get out and about. "i just need some fresh air is all." she replied standing up from the table and going to put her now empty mug away in the dishwasher. "do you want me to come with?" i cocked my head to the side and making a mug of coffee form in the palm of my hand. all she did was shake her head and adjust the coat on her shoulders. "i'll be alright. besides maybe while i'm gone you can get bucky to agree on the haircut you've been so persistent about." i smirked at the mention of my goal for this week. i had been begging bucky for the past three days endlessly if i could cut his hair since he was starting to look a little too much like a jesus painting. "true...ok fine just call me if you need anything mkay?" she nodded with a smile before giving me a quick hug and grabbing her car keys from the bowls beside the door.

that was about two weeks ago.

i had tried calling her probably a thousand times and i had tried to find her with my powers. neither gave me any answers as to where she was. i knew wanda would be fine wherever she was. i hoped that wherever she was she was safe and that she was just needing a bit a breather as she said. i figured she'd call when she was ready.

that was until i got a call from an unknown government number. i ignored it at first until it my phone started ringing for the third time in a row. "ok whatever bored assistant at quantico got my number i'm about to make you wish you were never born." i spoke angrily into the receiver as i gripped my phone tightly. "no no um miss connors this isn't a prank. my name is jimmy woo but i am with the fbi-"

"what do you want agent woo." i spoke sternly wondering what the actual hell the fbi of all people wants with me now. "i understand that you are close with wanda maximoff and i was hoping i wouldn't have to get an avenger in on this with h-how all of this looks but we need some help." my brows drew together quickly at the mention of wanda's name. "what happened? is she alright?" the agents breath hitched on the other line and i could hear muffled voices chattering behind him. "wanda has taken a town hostage. please westview is in danger and we can't stop her."

the phone call ended after that. my phone buzzed at the new incoming messages that flooded my inbox. pictures of wanda and vision took over my screen as they appeared to be in different eras of television shows. i recognized the themes instantly since she was always watching shows that resembled her settings in the photos. my mind couldn't comprehend how vision was standing next to her smiling. vision was dead.