Book 2:
Almost a year has passed since the team returned from Wakanda. Y/N and Wanda have been living in pure euphoria with each other, but what happens when their relationship is put through trials and tribulations? Will they be able to continue t...
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The moment I felt Y/N's power surge through me, I felt it—a force so strong, so ancient, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. The chaos magic that had always been a part of me now felt amplified, magnified to a level I hadn't thought possible. It wasn't just my power anymore; it was something more, something deeper and it was intertwined with Y/N. The Scarlet Witch had awakened within me, and I could feel her presence, a separate yet intertwined consciousness that hummed with raw energy.
My body trembled as the transformation took hold, and I felt myself rise into the air, suspended by the sheer force of this newfound power. The sensation was overwhelming, like every cell in my body was vibrating with energy. The world around me seemed to slow, the noise of the battlefield fading into the background as I became acutely aware of every detail.
I glanced down at myself, and I saw the change. My suit was no longer the one I had worn moments ago. It was different, darker, more powerful. It felt like armor, not just against the physical threats around me, but against the weight of the destiny that had now fully embraced me. The crown, sitting atop my head, felt both heavy and light, like it was a part of me but also something that had chosen me.
It was strange, almost disorienting, to feel another presence so intimately entwined with my own. Yet it also felt right, like a piece of myself that had finally fallen into place. The power we now shared was overwhelming, an endless well of energy and potential. I could feel the Scarlet Witch's emotions coursing through me—her unwavering resolve, her fierce determination to protect, especially toward Y/N. It was as if she had been silently observing, waiting for the moment when she could take action, ensuring that no harm would come to the one I loved most.
"We are one," she declared, her voice resonating in my mind like the steady, rhythmic pulse of a heartbeat. "And together, we will protect what is ours." Her tone was both familiar and foreign, an echo of my own thoughts yet tinged with a pearl of ancient wisdom, a fierce protectiveness that had always been a part of me but now felt separate and distinct.
I drew in a deep breath, grounding myself in this new reality. Her presence was a constant hum in the back of my mind, her power merging seamlessly with mine, creating something far greater than either of us alone. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. This was who I was destined to be—the Scarlet Witch, a being of unimaginable power, a protector, a force of nature.
My gaze shifted to Y/N, her form still glowing with the potent energy of the Infinity Stones, and a surge of love and determination welled up inside me. "Let's end this," I whispered, my voice carrying the layered tones of both myself and the Scarlet Witch. I knew, with absolute certainty, that we were going to win.
Thanos, standing mere paces away, narrowed his eyes, the smug confidence he had worn like armor now slipping. There was a flicker of doubt in his gaze—a recognition that he was facing a force beyond anything he had ever encountered and that he was no longer in control.
