The Witches' Road: Lost Legacy

The Witches' Road: Lost Legacy

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Y/n is a powerful healing Witch. Being the daughter of one of the most powerful witches ever to exist and the embodiment of Death herself made Y/n a very powerful witch. Being a healing Witch is almost comical, especially knowing who her mothers are. She has survived for centuries. Hell, she survived being trapped in a hex because a rogue Avenger went crazy rather than going to therapy (not that Y/n blamed Wanda; she loved the crazy witch). All that to say, she can handle anything. What happens when Y/n and her girlfriend are dragged into going down the witch's road? The road doesn't exist...does it? This might be the breaking point of all that power. DISCLAIMER!!! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MARVEL CHARACTERS!!!
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When Rio joined Agatha on the witches' road, she wasn't scared. If anything, she was cocky. The idea of walking the witches' road with her wife again felt like an adventure-an opportunity to be by Agatha's side, even if Agatha clearly didn't want her there. Rio thought it would be fun, familiar, despite the trials ahead. She had convinced herself nothing could touch her. But when the second trial arrived, everything changed. Rio found herself standing on the porch of the only home she had ever known-the home she shared with Agatha and their son, Nicholas. The witches' road was ancient, as old as she was, and it had reached into her mind, plucked her deepest fear from the darkness she refused to acknowledge. It wasn't a monster or some forgotten villain. It was a memory. The memory of the day she lost everything. And in that moment, standing on that porch, Rio realized the truth: for all her bravado, the witches' road knew exactly how to break her. Because the one thing Rio feared more than anything was reliving the day her world shattered.

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