LOVE & WAR | pietro maximoff

☾ ☾ SEVEN☽ ☽

I'm wasted, losing time
I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we're not right
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Nysa was sitting in her room, laying on the bed after taking a warm bath to help sooth her aching body and mind. Not that the bath had done much for her mental state, but it had definitely helped for soothing her body. She had used some salt that Laura had given her, the older woman claiming that the small salt crystals were magical- Nysa knew better than to believe that the woman was referring to her type of magic.

She lay on top of the sheets, her body still too warm from the bath and her mind racing a million miles an hour. Scenario after scenario flying through her conscious like a bird, or more like a flock of birds.

What was going to happen when they had to face Ultron and the twins again? Could they handle another blow like the last? Wanda truly was a power to be reckoned with, the way she brought tout the worst fear in everyone's mind was absolutely horrifying. And now not only was everyone on edge from their vision, there seemed to be some tension regarding trust amongst the ranks. Which was causing even more of an issue.

Nysa let out a sigh as she stared up at the ceiling, wondering what was going to be the next move. She knew she wasn't in charge of the group, and her voice was more than likely not going to be heard- but she wanted to prove that she could handle herself.

Her eyes turned to look out the window, the full moons light so bright it lit up nearly the entire room she was in. She subconsciously turned her body to face the massive window, her icy eyes trained on the bright planet.

Full moons were semi important for a witch, for example if a witch wanted to cast a specific spell or perform a ritual that required more strength than she would normally have- she would wait till a full moon for power. Nysa knew of a ritual her mother and grandmother had discussed one time, not knowing that the younger girl was ease dropping. The two had mentioned of a ritual that would help increase the power of a witch, giving her the strength of her ancestors.

Nysa paused for a moment, wondering if perhaps she could perform the ritual and get the strength that would give the team an upper hand. Her mind racing through possible out comes and scenarios, how would the team react? Could she even do the ritual on her own? Did she have the components needed?

Before she let herself think too much she got up, fumbled for her bag that had all her "witchy" things inside and pulled out the ancient book. She dropped it on the bed and open it, flipping through pages as her eyes scanned for the specific page she was looking for.

Her mind was racing a million miles an hour as her eyes scanned even faster over the ancient cracking pages, feeling dry and frail beneath her finger tips. Her breath catching in her throat as she found what she was looking for, well as spell that would give her the ability to communicate with whomever she wished in the world.

She was going to have a little chat with Wanda Maximoff.

Nysa knew that Pietro refused to speak with her, and she didn't want to admit that she knew that he was too blind by his fury with Tony and the rest of the team to rationalize the decisions that he and his twin were making.

It would be easier to communicate with a fellow witch anyways, even if she wasn't a biologically made witch.

Nysa took a shaky breath as she studied what would be needed to perform the spell- crystals (duh) sage, bone marrow (She would cheat and use animal since it was less morbid) lavender oil, and a pussy willow stick.

She let out an annoyed sigh as she realized she would need to go outside and find a pussy willow stick, the one thing she didn't happen to have here.

She quickly threw on a sweater and opened the window that was letting moonlight illuminate the small room, she transformed into her snow owl and soared through the night sky.

She easily found what she was looking for, the plant seeming to be easily found in this region. She made her way back quickly, wanting to get the spell started- hoping she could convince Wanda to see rationally.

She set her crystals in a circle around her, lit up a few of the purple candles,  made sure the drapes were pulled back so the moon light could filter through the room and land right where she was setting up her spell.

placing a ounce of bone marrow in her palm she rubbed her hands together, smearing the substance between her hands and picking up the small branch she had gone out to find.

Her eyes traveled over the spell, her mouth moving as she reciting  the words that were across the pages. 

She soon felt the spell taking affect, her body lifting into the air a couple of feet and her clothing and hair seeming to float as if she was below water.

Her body was still in the bedroom in the house of the Bartons, but her mind was traveling to that of Wanda Maximoffs.

She found that the brown haired witch was sleeping- perfect.

She seeped into the conscious of her fellow witch, the sleeping womans thoughts were worried filled and dark- her new found abilities scared her, made her fear herself and what she was capable of. Nysa felt a pang of pitty for her, her entire life had changed for worse at such a young age- it wasn't fair.

But Wandas anger for Tony Stark was almost too much to bear, it consumed Wanda and Pietro- causing them to make irrational decisions. But Nysa knew that with the right coaxing, the two could come around.

Nysa made herself visible in Wanda's mind, her presence immediately noticed by the brown haired twin "What are you doing here? How are you here?" Wandas voice sounded out when she realized she was no longer alone in her mind.

Wanda could see Nysa, her white hair floating around her head like she was an angel of sorts, her eyes were alight- her pupils gone as consumed by a light blue light. She found herself almost envious of the witch, she had grown up surrounded by those her love her- yes she lost her mother as she and Pietro had, but she wasn't ever alone growing up. She had people who cared for her, and were willing to lay down their lives if it meant saving hers.

"I'm here to warn you and Pietro of the dangers you two will face if you continue to fight alongside Ultron" Nysa spoke without moving her mouth "You know that he is not planning to do what he tells you two, you just refuse to see it. But you must open your third eye if you wish to save you and your brother and man kind"

Wanda felt her chest crack, Nysa was right- she did find herself questioning the intentions of the android, things he said and the way he acted sometimes were not right. Wanda was just refusing to see it.

"Pietro and I have no where else to go" Wandas voice came out low and soft, sounding like she was almost of the verge of cracking- Her new found ability to see and understand things that weren't always apparent was overwhelming her, but she found that she was relieved to have an excuse to get herself and her beloved twin away from the insane android.

"Yes you do, you are just not willing to see" Wanda could practically feel the pointed look she would receive from the white haired woman had she been truly facing her.

Wanda felt frustrated at the situation, one part of her wishing to get away from Ultron, but another part of her- a much older part of her wanting to end Tony Stark, not run towards him and the other Avengers with pleasing eyes and beg for acceptance.

"You know what do, and you must leave Ultron. If you want to save you and Pietro, you MUST get as far away from Ultrons side as possible" Nysa calm voice rationalized in Wandas mind.

"We can't just leave though, he will try and stop us- he may even try to kill us-" Wanda stopped, the truth of the situation finally setting in. Her and Pietro were in grave danger if they stayed, her mind searching for a way out of the situation.

"You will know when the time is right" Nysa replied, her voice fading slightly "My time here is almost up, I have to leave"

"Wait! When will I know?" Wanda could feel the desperation filling inside her veins, making her feel anxious.

"You'll know when" Nysa simply confirmed.

And with that, she was gone from Wandas mind.