Control (Avengers Fan Fiction)

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Scarlett watched as a handful of the Avengers aggressively played Mario Kart. She didn't understand how they were so amused and entertained by the video game. Peter, Tony, Steve, Thor, Vision, Sam and Clint were playing the game while Scarlett, Natasha, Bucky, and Bruce observed. Scarlett sat at the bar next to Bucky.

The elevator dinged as the doors opened. Scarlett turned her head to see Wanda stepping out of the elevator. The Witch raised her hand towards Scarlett and flicked her wrist. Scarlett was thrown across the room into a wall. Her body went through the wall like it was made of paper. Scarlett landed on her back, the air swiftly exiting her lungs through her parted lips. She gritted her teeth together and forced herself over on to her stomach. From there, she was able to push herself to her feet. Hearing Wanda's angry stomps approaching her, Scarlett spun around to face the enhanced Avenger. Wanda pulled Scarlett towards her with her telekinesis. Scarlett fell to the ground at Wanda's feet. She tried to stand but she couldn't. Pain began to course through Scarlett's body. It was a burning sensation like white hot metal had been pressed to her whole body.

Scarlett looked up through dark lashes at the enraged woman. Wanda's eyes were glowing red and her teeth were bared. The Avengers were calling Wanda's name, trying to get her attention, but Wanda was too far gone.

"Where is he?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." Scarlett answered as calmly as she could, though the words came out through clenched teeth. The pain was nearly unbearable but she didn't want to show how bad it hurt. Wanda let out a growl of frustration. Her hand latched around Scarlett's throat. Unable to move her body, Scarlett had no choice but to stay there on her knees.

"I can't hear him." Wanda hissed. Tears were in her eyes as she glared down at the assassin. "You killed him."

Wanda was suddenly being pulled away from Scarlett, her hand leaving Scarlett's throat. Thor was the one to step in. Scarlett coughed harshly and took steady deep breaths.

"Are you okay, Scar?" Bucky asked, hesitantly approaching his daughter.

"I'm fine." Scarlett hunched over, bracing herself with her hands by her knees. "You're talking about Pietro?" She looked up at the Witch.

"You were the last one to see him!" Wanda cried out. Thor still had his arm wrapped around her to hold her back. "You did something to him!"

"Wanda, you need to calm down." Steve told her, stepping into Wanda's line of vision so she could no longer see Scarlett.

"Scarlett?" Natasha questioningly looked to her. "When did you last see Pietro?"

"This morning." She pushed herself to her feet and brushed off her shirt. Her eyes lingered on Wanda, carefully watching the Avenger. Wanda was truthfully angry and worried about her brother.

"I saw him around ten this morning." Peter spoke from the couch. "He was leaving the Tower."

"Has anyone seen him since?" Steve asked the team. Everyone shook their heads and muttered quiet no's. "Stark—,"

"Already on it." Tony cut the Captain off. "Friday, search the city for Sonic."

"Yes, boss."

"Did he say where he was going?" Scarlett looked to Peter. Peter shook his head. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Her fingers curled into tight fists by her sides. "I'll find him."

"How do you plan on doing that?" Bruce asked her.

"I'm going to make a few calls." Scarlett pulled out her phone and dialed the number the Governess had given her. She hastily made her way towards the elevator.