marvel x reader one shots

Not What It Seems: Part 1 (Wanda Maximoff)

Wanda Maximoff X Reader

Warnings: explosions, multiple parts, unconsciousness, guns

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Steve continued down the corridor, taking out Hydra members as he went. S.H.I.E.L.D operatives stormed the base. Natasha was off downloading information somewhere while Steve continued to plant explosives around the base.

Upon hearing the commotion (Y/N) began to bang on her cell door, she screamed out until her dry throat wouldn't let her anymore.

"All clear" a voice hummed. She tried to yell and tell them it wasn't, but her words came out raspy and inaudible. Mustering all her energy she smashed her hands against the cell door again, hoping someone would hear the commotion and realise she was there. "Setting timers now, clear out" the voice said again.

Explosives, that's all she could think. They'd blow her up. Panicking she grabbed her few items and made a makeshift barricade using them and her bed, hopefully this would give her some shelter. Once the explosives went off, she used her powers to fend off as much damage as she could. The force smashed her head into the wall behind her and she was left with cuts and bruises.

Covered in dirt and fighting to stay awake, she hissed in pain at the ringing in her ears, but struggled to her feet.

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Steve stood in the quinjet as the explosion went off, they waited for the smoke to clear to make sure they'd successfully destroyed the building. They were about to take off when Steve stopped Natasha.

"Wait, there's someone out there" he commanded as he jumped back out the quinjet. He'd expected a hydra operative who'd some how managed to survive. What he saw didn't look like a Hydra operative.

The woman in front of him swayed slightly, her (H/C) hair stuck to her bleeding face. She wasn't dressed in a uniform of any kind, just some scrawny old clothes that were almost completely destroyed, only really managing to keep her modesty. She was covered in cuts, bruises and dirt, but beneath all that Steve could just about make out scars and burns.

Trying to keep ahold of her senses as the world faded around her (Y/N) decided the man in front of her was probably a hallucination, even so it was worth a try.

"Help... Please" she chocked out, her voice hardly a whisper. Her (E/C) eyes gazed into his before she fell to the ground. The world spun and then disappeared completely as she hit the cold ground under her.

Upon hearing her pleas and seeing her crash to the ground Steve decided to take her with him and ask questions later. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the quinjet.

After take off Natasha allowed FRIDAY to fly the quinjet and joined Steve. (Y/N)'s body was layed down across a few seats, a blanket neatly wrapped around her sleeping form.

"Who's she?" Natasha asked "and whys she under a blanket"

"I don't know, her clothes weren't in great condition and I thought she'd get cold" he sighed as his eyes examined the girls face. "She's alive, just hit her head. How long till we get back?"

"About an hour or so. I think I have some clothes on board that she can have" Steve turned his back, while Nat got to work on changing the woman into some fresh clothes.

She'd just finished getting everything on her and was laying her back down when she started coughing.

Peeling her eyes open (Y/N) saw a redhead standing in front of her and the man from before standing with his back turned to them. She observed that she was wearing fresh clothes and had almost assumed she was dead when the shooting pain from her injuries hit. She groaned in pain.

"Who are you?" Natasha demanded.

"Is she awake?" Steve asked still not turning around.

"Yes and you can turn around, she's decent"

(Y/N) tried to reply, but all that came out were raspy coughs that sent shooting pain through her body. The man offered her a bottle of water which she swiftly drank. Coughing a few more times she managed to speak.

"Please don't hurt me" she whispered, hoping she didn't sound as pathetic as she felt, but knowing she did.

"We won't hurt you, we just want to ask you some questions" Steve replied.

"Whats your name?" Natasha asked her voice softer this time.

"(Y/N)" she responded.

"Got a last name?" Natasha questioned. (Y/N) shook her head no. She did have one, but she was worried that if she told these people they'd recognise it and any chance at freedom she had would be taken.

They spent the rest of the trip in silence, besides the occasional whisper as Steve and Natasha decided what to do with the girl.

"We have arrived, I have informed the others of Miss (Y/N)'s presence" a voice chimed, (Y/N) jumped slightly but didn't ask for an explanation and one wasn't offered.

Timidly she followed the duo off the jet and into a large biulding. They walked across a catwalk of sorts and into a lobby where a group of six was waiting for them.

"Who is she?" A man with an eye patch asked. (Y/N) ignored their conversation as her eyes scanned the group. They eventually came to rest on a petite woman dressed in red. (Y/N) would recognise her anywhere but she struggled to believe it truly was her.

Wanda tore her gaze from the group as she felt eyes boring into her. For the first time she turned to look at the woman Steve and Natasha had bought back like a stray puppy.

She froze as she took in her appearance, her (H/C) hair was longer now and she was covered in dirt and blood, her eyes were full of pain but they still held out hope in their (E/C) depths.

(Y/N) silently bounded into Wanda's arms, who immediately enveloped her in a loving embrace.

It wasn't until Wanda let out a chocked sob that the rest of the group turned to face the two women. Misreading the situation Tony moved to rip (Y/N) away from Wanda. Wanda instinctively used her powers to shove Tony away. Natasha and Furry both had guns pointed at (Y/N)'s back.

Wanda pushed (Y/N) behind her and got into a defensive position, it was more of a threat then in preparation for a fight.

"Nobody hurts her" Wanda instructed, hesitantly Natasha lowered her weapon and the others backed up. Wanda turned her gaze to Furry who kept his gun trained on the pair.

"Who is she?" He demanded.

"(Y/N) (L/N)" Wanda replied, the room seemed completely silent as everyone held their breath waiting for someone to speak. Lucky no one had to as the silence was broken by a thud, (Y/N)'s legs finally gave way and she fell to the ground. The rest of her senses were soon lost and once again she had passed out.