She was striking, in as many ways as a young woman, like herself, could be. Her qualities and dazzling bewilderment brought beauty to her tired eyes, that were decorated underneath with a faint purple. Though her mind was hardly ever there; she often found herself caught up in her dream like fantasies, always left wondering on the unknown.
[AFTER X-MEN: APOCALYPSE]
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Wanda and the life she deserved (she'll make sure of it)
12 parts Complete
12 parts
Complete
"Wanda who is this?"
She knew she should tell him, introduce him to her brother. Her not so dead brother, that was somehow at her door step.
Multiple explanations came to her mind, but how do you explain to your not dead husband that your dead brother with the wrong face came to visit?
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Wanda is aware that something is wrong with her brother, but she lost so much. She deserves to be happy. Her brother is here, her family is complete and she won't let him disappear again.
Even if he doesn't look like the right one.
*this story was previously posted on other sites, I'm simply reposting here*