Two of a Kind | Wanda Maximoff

Chapter 43: We Get to go Home

The Avengers stayed in Wakanda for the rest of the week, helping T'Challa and the different tribes clean up the mess that Thanos and his Children left behind. On one particular day, as the Avengers and Wakandans were in the field beyond the city collecting the rest of the dead aliens and a their own warriors, a spaceship landed outside the blue dome, causing all heads to snap over to it and stiffen. Claire let out a loud and vicious growl as she shifted into her wolf without hesitation. She trotted over towards Wanda and stood in front of her in her attack position.

She planted her paws into earth, digging her claws into the soil, anchoring her and lowered her head and barred her fangs. She wasn't going to let anymore aliens get the drop on her, not this time. Steve looked over at her and held out his arm towards her.

"Keep steady, Claire," he said as he looked over at T'Challa. The king met his look, and understanding the silent message, he tapped his comm.

"On my signal, open North-West section seventeen," he said.

"Requesting confirmation, my king. You said open the barrier?" the dome control technician replied, sounding unsure and nervous. T'Challa nodded, not taking his eyes off the craft.

"On my signal." The hatch opened on the ship, and Claire didn't wait for an order, and took off running towards the ship, growling and snarling. Her heavy paws pounded against the ground, her claws kicking up small chunks of earth as she ran, forcing herself to run faster. She panted heavily as she pushed herself to run faster, determined to get to them before they had a chance to get to her or her friends.

She was approaching the barrier, and a small gateway opened up. Claire pushed herself, roaring loudly, her wolf angry and seeing red. She slowly started to lose control over her wolf, having never pushed her this hard. Her wolf growled and snapped her jaw as she started to foam at the mouth. Her eyes never left the spacecraft, and she was curious as to why they haven't left yet. She was getting closer, only yards away now, when a figure stepped out and down the open hatch.

The figure lifted his arm up over his face, blocking the sun's harsh rays from hitting his eyes. When his eyes adjusted, he removed his hand revealing his face, and when Claire saw him, she full regained control and skidded to a halt. Tony Stark froze as Claire sped closer to him, desperately trying to stop. Claire stopped and sat inches away from his face staring at each other with wide eyes. Claire moved her head forward, sniffing the billionaire playboy philanthropist, before huffing and standing to move out of his way.

Tony sent a startled glare at her as he walked the rest of the way down off the ship. A few more figures appeared out of the ship and walked down the hatch. Claire recognized the teenaged boy dressed in the red spider suit, and she also remembered the sting of his webs when he shot her. When the boy looked over at her, she lowered her ears, narrowed her eyes, and growled lowly at him, showing her fangs. Peter jumped and moved away from her. Behind him stood a broad man with gray skin and weird red markings covering him. Claire mentally rolled her eyes at his lack of shirt and moved her attention to a tall woman with huge eyes and...antennas? Claire made a little chirp noise of confusion as the woman walked over to her with a smile on her face.

"Oooh! What kind of creature are you?" she asked as she reached her hand out towards Claire's head, itching to pet her.

"Umm...I wouldn't touch her. She bites," Tony said, gaining the woman's attention. She looked back over at Claire as she sent a growl towards Tony. Claire softened her gaze at the woman and leaned into her hand letting her pet her. She suddenly felt a presence in her mind, almost like an...awareness, and her eyes widened. The woman's antennas glowed a bright light and a big smile formed on her face as she laughed loudly.