finding wanda: a tale of discovery and trust

"aurora"

Back at the compound, I was lying on Wanda's bed. While fidgeting with the statue, as I was thinking. Wishing I had magic for a turn. If only I knew where she was. Wanting to find Wanda badly, I closed my eyes.

And there it was. The vision came back to me. Replaying the same details again. As I opened my eyes, I looked at the small statue that I was holding close to me. Suddenly, a realization hit me. The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. "You've got to be kidding me," I said in disbelief to myself. I quickly ran over to the others.

"IT'S THE STATUE!" I practically yelled.

Steve and Tony noticed my unexpected entrance, their faces portraying a mix of confusion and concern. "YN, is everything alright?" Steve inquired, his tone filled with worry. I nodded, making it clear I needed to say something.

Natasha, bored in the meeting room, had been fidgeting, kicking my feet under the table. I managed to hold back a laugh. She leaned close and asked me about the news. I promised to tell her later, but her disappointment only grew.

Feeling her annoyance, I began to feel the boredom myself. I kicked her feet away, and she smirked, warning me to watch it. Ignoring her, I kicked again, which made her poke my side. Tony gave us a look. Trying not to laugh, I silently pleaded Natasha to stop, but she seemed determined to keep going.

As soon as the meeting ended and the others made their way back, Natasha, Peter, Steve, and I were the only ones left. Natasha turned toward me. "Tell up, troublemaker," she teased. "What do you mean?" I teased back. Then I looked at Steve, who wasn't so happy with our behavior. I cleared my throat.

I tried explaining my theory to them, hoping they wouldn't think I'd lost my mind.

Steve cocked his head in puzzlement, listening to my words. Knowing how strange it must sound, I tried to keep my emotions in check as I continued.

"I believe the statue is connected to Wanda somehow," I began. "Or, more specifically, I think she purposefully linked the statue to her..."

It went quiet. Only the sounds of the rain on the roof could be heard. Overall, it was a strange and odd theory, but if there's one thing I've learned from Wanda, it is that there's always a reason behind everything.

Natasha spoke up. "So you think that Wanda did something to the statue, That gives you the vision, am I correct?,"

I nodded slowly, avoiding their gaze. A part of me expected them to laugh or tell me I was crazy, but to my surprise, they didn't question it.

I almost couldn't believe it, but there was a strange sense of relief that washed over me. They actually seemed to take my theory seriously. I let out a sigh, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders.

Laying on Wanda's bed that night, Natasha sat on the edge. Keeping me company, as I needed her to be there. I was about to try it again. Trying to see where Wanda was. Hoping to find out what the infinity stone had to do with Wanda's disappearance, and what the blue magic meant.

Closing my eyes, I hold the statue tightly in my hands.

And there she was...

Wanda sat on a hard, uncomfortable chair, her arms restrained behind her. The air was cold and damp, and the room was dimly lit. In front of her stood a shadowy figure, their features hidden in the shadows.

Wanda tried to stay calm, even though fear slowly spread through her body.

"Who are you?" Wanda asked, her voice steady but laced with hesitation. The figure slowly made its way towards Wanda, revealing its face.

It was a woman. She had a blue mantel and white hair. Her blue magic was glowing from her hands.
She looked cold and emotionless. Yet, it was a normal person, Or at least like Wanda. If she were normal, she wouldn't be able to defeat Wanda like that.

Her light blue icing eyes made me shiver. I could tell from Wanda's face that she was desperately trying to hide her fear. Unfortunately, she didn't succeed. Wanda seemed to know who this person was, and she was scared to death.

Wanda took a deep breath. "Why are you doing this, Aurora?" She aggressively asked.

"
Aurora?," I mumbled, confused, as I still had my eyes shut. Natasha looked at me, confused as never before. "Sweetheart, are you alright?," she asked, Concern could be heard in her voice. I kept focusing on Wanda, but the vision got blurry as it didn't allow me to. Suddenly, I was outside.

As I shiver, Natasha tried to wake me up, but I kept focusing. I knew the vision, or, actually, Wanda, was trying to tell me something.

Looking at the surroundings, I noticed I was in an open field. It looked like the top of a mountain.
There was water clenching and wind blowing.

The field was filled with green grass and seemed to ne in the middle of nowhere. All I could see was the cabin, for the rest everything was one big place of grass.

Trying to find more details as the vision got blurry once again, I was panting. "No, no, please," I said, as if I begged the vision to let me stay.

The details became more blurred and fast. Like an episode on replay; Wanda's scared face, her panting, the wind blowing louder and louder, and Wanda's emerald green eyes that were begging for help.

I tossed a bit around the bed.

Natasha had enough and shook me awake. My tears flew open, and I quickly sat up. A tear was escaping my eyes. She quickly wrapped me in a comforting embrace.
"I got you, I got you, you're okay," her voice strong and her grip tight but gentle.

Trying to calm myself down, I stopped pulling away from her. I sighed in relief, giving in to her touch and hugged her back. "There you are," Natasha chuckled. She tucked some strands behind my ears. Her eyes filled with concern and car.

Walking through the hallways, we made our way out.
Our speed was fast and determined.
As Steve and Peter walked behind, Steve's voice echoed through the space. "Did you see anything else? Anything besides the mountain?" He asked

Thinking it probably wouldn't help much, I answered anyway. "I saw a lake," I mumbled. My voice was tuneless, and my face was trying to hide that I was scared for what this Aurora could do to Wanda. "A lake?" He asked, and I nodded.

He then turned towards Natasha, giving her a serious nod, before they speeded up and practically ran out of the compound. I quickly followed them. They seemed to know exactly where they were going.

Making our way outside, I didn't even bother to tell my dad or Lucas anything. They never cared anyway.

While waiting for the bus, I bit my lip. Knowing if I stepped on the bus, I might not return.
As soon as it arrived, I took a deep breath. Everything was telling me not to do it, but I didn't care. Wanda was all that mattered to me.