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 9/4/24
KATRINA
The tired girl glances out the window as they pass over Bulgaria, she exhales as she thinks about how close yet so far she was to her brother and parents. It's been almost a year since Katrina had last seen them, and yet she just... flew past.
Katrina turns away from the window and with it her thoughts. The witch turns to look around the jet, her eyes pausing on the other witch who sat in the corner alone with a blanket around her shoulders; the other Avengers ignoring her.
Shes glance over at the team who were all closer to the front chatting quietly to each other. Katrina sighs making her way over to Wanda. She sat silently clutching the edges of the blanket over her shoulders as she stared out the window into nothing.
"Hey.." Katrina took a seat next to her, looking out the window. She could see Wanda turn her head towards her, which let Katrina see the smudged make up on her face with tear streaks down her cheeks. "What do you want?"
"A pizza." Katrina deadpans without hesitation, glancing at Wanda from the corner of her eye. The brunette smothered a smile while looking down at her hands. "That's not what I meant." Katrina shrugs.
"Well...I do want a pizza, but I just want to make sure you're alright." She turns to look at the younger girl, watching as she raises a hand to rub her eyes. "He's gone." Katrina nods. She reaches up, placing her hand on her covered shoulder.
"He is. But he's still here." Katrina gestures to Wanda. "He's still with you."
"And he always will be." The bulgarian says lowly, trying to comfort the emotions she could feel eminating off of her in waves. "Thank you.."
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"But seriously though, you think there's gonna be pizza when we get there?" Katrina bumps Wanda's shoulder with a small smirk on her face. A small chuckle left the younger, leaning forward smiling into her hands.
After multiple hours of peaceful silence Katrina hears Steve speak.
"We're almost back."
Katrina glances over at the super solider who had stood up to adress everyone. Natasha nodded and went back to quietly conversing with Clint. Tony Stark was flying, and Thor was peering over his shoulder.
The witch turns, glancing out the window recognizing the landscape as the city-line of New York. Finally. With a groan, Katrina stands.
"I'm not sure about you guys, but I need a shower."
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Katrina rubs at her wet hair with a towel as she steps out of the bathroom, "Hey J.A.R-" She tappers off; remembering the AI was gone. "Ms. Dimitrov, did you need something?" F.R.I.D.A.Y, Tony's new AI asked hesitantly. "Uh, yes- yes, could you tell me how Wanda is doing?"
A minute of silence follows. "Ms. Maximoff appears to be in one of the guest rooms downstairs." Katrina nods pulling a clean shirt out of her closet.
"Ok, but how is she?" The witch pulls the shirt on as she wait for the newest of Tony's AI's to respond. "She is... She appears to be upset Ms. Dimitrov." Katrina sighs, nodding.
Of course she is, her other half died. The girl pulls on a pair of jeans and head for the elevator. Wanda shouldn't be alone right now.
Coming to the door Katrina raises her hand to knock when F.R.I.D.A.Y stops her. "Ms. Dimitrov, Boss wishes for you to come up to the common floor. He needs to discuss something with you." Katrina hesitates glancing at the door, with a nod she turns back to the elevator.
"Hey Witchy you're here, perfect." With a dramatic wave Katrina walka forward to her preferred seat. "Whaddap."
"Right well, Not sure if you knew this Witchy- But the avengers compound has finally been finished so the rest of the team are getting everything ready to ship." She blinks up at Tony. "Huh." She wasn't expecting that.
Katrina liked the tower. A lot actually. "Do we have to move there?" She inquires. Tony seemed slightly taken aback. "Of course not, your 18- an adult so I can't make you do anything." She nods, standing back up.
"Ok, I need to go figure some things out." With a wave of her hand she rushes back to the elevator.
