The ghost has been passed down through generations of a single family, destined to be the protector of the Scarlet Witch.
Katrina Grew up in Bulgaria hearing story's of her grandmother who had died shortly before her birth. Her grandmother had been...
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Edited 4/7/24
Edited 9/3/24
KATRINA
The Phantom stumbles when the ground shakes. she sends a purple bolt at another robot that got too close for comfort. She glances behind her at the church where she hears a scream of what could only be described as anguish.
Wanda.
Without thinking, Katrina bolts for the building as a thick cloud of crimson bursts from an unseen center point, that could only be Wanda. The witch pushes past the rubble finding the younger girl sobbing on the floor. Katrina steps forward hesitantly "Wanda, what happened?" She crouchs down next to Wanda.
"Pietro...."
She sobs again; Katrina watch as she breaks down in front of her, how do I help? She lifts her arm and place it on Wanda's shoulder as her shoulder's shaking slows. Wanda flinched back causing the bulgarian to pull her hand away.
The girl in red stands and starts walking; Katrina stares after her for a second before chasing after. "Wanda, where are you going?" She ignored the older as she stalked her way towards something only she knew. "Wanda-"
"Go." Katrina pauses as the taller girl halts and turns to her. "Go, I need to do this alone." She takes a moment to take in her glowing eyes and messed up clothes. The witch looks into her eyes and understands.
She wants to finish Ultron once and for all.
"...Ok."
Katrina turns and starts for church when the ground starts rumbling. Shit. She bolts, only pausing when she reach the church doors and find the thing were were meant to protect destroyed and one of the Ultron-droid's (Ultroid?) flying away.
"Phantom, do you read me?" She raises her hand to herear piece. "Yeah Cap?"
"The cities going down, get to the helicarrier's." She frowns, where? "Ok." With a sigh, she lowers her hand and start running towards where she knows the Captain had gone earlier. Hopefully, that was the right direction.
~
Katrina step onto the helicarrier, glancing behind her as the city began to descend rapidly. A breath leaves her as she realize how close she was to dying. The witch walks towards an open seat, falling into it with an exhaused groan.
A small cry causes her to turn her head to the right, seeing a little boy covered in soot and blood. She taps the boy on the shoulder, "Are you ok?" First, she tries in English, but the boy didn't seem to understand. His tearstained cheeks were a little red as his cries got a little louder.
"Добре ли си?" Katrina tries again in Bulgarian- which was very close to Sokovian, the boy pauses, glancing over at her while sniffling. He rubbed at his eyes, smearing the dirt on his face. "Мамо моя, не мога да намеря мама!" He wailed, causing Katrina to wrap her arms around his shoulders pulling him into an embrace.
"Съжалявам, толкова съжалявам..."
She pets his hair as the helicarrier begins to land on the ground. Katrina follows the little boy off the carrier onto solid ground, the boy immediately calling for his mother again. "Мамо!"
The Phantom leads the still unnamed boy towards the large groups of injured people, where she could see police and ambulance's gathering. Gently grabbing the boys hand she leads him towards one of the few officers she could see.
"Сър, сър! Има нужда от помощ да намери майка си."
"— Не виждаш ли, че съм зает!"
Katrina huffs at the rude retort and push the boy forward slightly. "Помогни му." The officer finally turns to look at her, his mouth opening to retort only for nothing to come out when he sees who was speaking to him. Obviously a girl wearing a skin tight leather-y outfit that looks like something the Black Widow would wear is something to not be take lightly.
Katrina awkwardly smiles, as the officer nods and takes the boys arm and begins walking away. "Phantom. Where did you go?" She raises her hand to her ear, pressing the button so she could speak. "Sorry, I was helping someone."
"Copy that, meet us at the quin jet when your done."
Right and where was that again? She groans at her bad memory, rolling her eyes trying to think. The captain seems to not realize she didn't have a perfect memory. Katrina glances around her looking for anyone familiar. The teenager sighs in relief when she sees a recognizable suit of red and gold armor fly by.
Iron man, thank god.
She starts running the way she saw Tony fly. The small cluster of trees she runs towards were thankfully afamiliar sight that she remember them landing near.
(Translated through Google, let me know if its wrong.)
Добре ли си? - Are you okay?
Мамо моя, не мога да намеря мама! - My mom, I can't find mom!
Съжалявам, толкова съжалявам... - I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
Мамо - Mom
Сър, сър! Има нужда от помощ да намери майка си. - Sir, sir! He needs help finding his mother.
— Не виждаш ли, че съм зает! - — Can't you see I'm busy!
