Saving Peter Maximoff

Chapter Seven- Limitless

Wanda slumped in exhaustion, her head pounding. She didn't really expect to get through to Peter, but when she did she had nearly jumped for joy. Hearing his voice was so reassuring, even if it was only momentarily. She thought back to when she'd last seen him, broken and alone, covered in blood- Lana's blood. She shuddered, banishing the memories.

A loud knock on her cell door made her jump, pulling her from her thoughts. She glared round the small. White concrete ceiling, white concrete floor. A single, dark mirror set into one wall. Clearly two way, so they could watch her. The metal door shook, the heavy bolts being pulled back.

She backed into the corner, looking at the door wearily, and wondered who was going to torment her today. Hopefully it would be the young blonde guy. He seemed to feel sorry for her, and he would often sneak her extra food- a slice of bread here, a lump of cheese there. It was never very much, but it helped nonetheless, and the gesture kept her going just as much as the food. He had amazing eyes too, a beautiful glowing blue.

There was another man, but he was different. He had eyes a mixture of green and brown that always held so much sadness. He had brown hair that stuck up on two sides like ears. He had a strong jaw line, one that looked like it would cut you if you slapped it too hard. He was violent, instinctual, but also had a kinder side. Kind of like a wolf.

The door opened, and, as she'd expected, a man walked in, though it was no one she'd ever seen before. Wanda sighed. He looked to be mid-fifties, with grey hair cemented by various hair products and steely blue eyes. He had light stubble round his jaw. He showed no emotion, and that made her nervous for some reason. At least the worst ones had acted maliciously, or as though she were inferior. She couldn't sense his mood, which only added to her anxiety. She swallowed, bracing herself, before putting on a disgusted expression.

"Who are you meant to be? Gandalf?" she sneered. The man didn't react.

"My name is Opah," was all the man said. Wanda snorted.

"Opah?" she laughed. "Was your mum high when she named you?" The man remained expressionless.

"I am here to explore the extent of your abilities," Opah pulled a needle from his coat pocket. Wanda backed up, her bold facade crumbling, but found she couldn't retreat any further. Cold concrete presses against her back, biting her, chilling her.

"What do you mean? What is that?" She eyed the needle wearily.

"Your powers include telekinesis and telepathy. The extent of your powers could be limitless." He flicked the needle. "This is a stimulant to help you use your powers more freely. Of course, there are side effects, such as dizziness, nausea, and random fits of murderous rage." She stared at him with wide eyes. "Now, shall we begin?"

A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry I took so long to update! This is a short one, I was worried making it longer would diminish any kind of structure it had. Feel free to comment your thoughts, maybe click the little orange star at the bottom of the page...? I'll see you guys soon 🤟🏻