'nothing ever lasts forever...everybody wants to rule the world'

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WANDA LEHNSHERR MAXIMOFF woke up in a bedroom that she knew was not hers.

She had looked around, seeing a blanket was pulled over her and that her dress was hanging across from where she was laying.

"So then what am I wearing?" Shes asks herself, before trying to get up, before realizing she was tied to the bed with magic.

Magic that was not her own.

She struggles, trying to move around and get out, before realizing she can't:

She can't get out of these restraints like she couldn't get out of being the Scarlet Witch or destroying her family.

She struggles, a dry cry coming from her mouth.

"Let me out, let me out, please..." She whispers, tears hitting her body, the blankets on her being long abandoned.

She hears running outside of her door, which doesn't stop her running as a man with black hair runs in, wearing clothes she hasn't seen before.

"It's okay! You're safe!" He whispers as he tries to calm her down, going to undo the restraints.

She keeps on struggle, not hearing as he yells something, maybe calling someone, before something comes into her mind.

A different voice.

"You're not safe here. They want to lock you up. They want to burn you since your a witch."

"NO!" Wanda yells, and she lifts herself off the bed, magic sending the man back as red covers the room, making her fly.

Her eyes are a dark red, her hair floating as she holds the red magic in her hands, the magic bounds falling off her.

The man lays on the ground, not passed out but his eyes wide open, his mouth open as he feels frozen with fear.

It made sense.

She's wearing pajama pants and a tang top, but she pulls the red dress on quickly, before lowering herself down to the mans level.

Her dress hits the floor, and she looks at him, before speaking.

"Кто ты? А где я?" She asks, before pursing her lips.

"I do not speak Russian." The man replies steadily. "My name is Loki. You're safe here, Scarlet Witch."

Her eyes narrow.

She uses her magic to pick up anything around her, surrounding the man.

"Do not say those words again." She growls, moving the sharp side of a piece of glass closer to his face. "Now tell me. Where. Am. I."

"You're safe, Wanda." Another voice speaks, and Wanda turns herself around, the glass still close to Loki's face.

"Кто ты?" She asks, the man slowly flying up to her height.

"Меня зовут Доктор Стрэндж." He replies, pulling off his cloak and wrapping it around her shoulders. "А ты?"

"Меня зовут Ванда Максимофф, дочь Эрика Леншерра и Натальи Максимофф." Wanda answers, holding the clasp tightly.

"Откуда ты?" Doctor Strange asks, taking her hand in his own, pulling the two down slowly.

"Я из Сербии, но моя мама романи." Wanda answers.

As the two begin to chat, Loki states, before breaking the silence. "Okay, who even are you? And what are you two even talking about?"

Wanda rat area, her eyes meeting his, not saying anything.

She doesn't need to talk as Doctor Strange was already on the task.

"Her name is Wanda Lehnsherr Maximoff." He starts, and Loki rolls his eyes.

"I already knew that. But who is she." The God asks, and Wanda looks down.

"She's the Scarlet Witch, but she's not from here." He states.

"Oh, so she's from one of the nine realms?" Loki interrogates. "Hi, I'm Loki and I'm from Asgard."

"No, she's further."

"Then what? She can't exist-"

"She's from a different universe!" Doctor Strange yells, making Loki's eyes widen.

"What?" He asks. "No, that's not possible."

"It is. The multiverse; it's been opened." Doctor Strange states, his eyes turning towards Wanda. "She opened up the multiverse."

Loki gets up, going directly to Doctor Strange.

"Well I don't believe you. The multiverse-"

"She thought herself out of her own reality." Strange whispers, putting his hands on Wanda's shoulders, as if to comfort her. "Wanda, can you please go to the library? There's stuff for you there."

Wanda nods. "Okay." She chokes out in a whisper. "Okay."

Loki watches her hold the cloak tighter around herself, walking out, before he stares at Strange.

"I don't fucking believe it." He growls, his words harsh. "No, it makes no sense. How could she do that? Is she even normal?"

Strange sighs, rubbing his forehead out of annoyance. "She is. She's a mutant."

"That's fucking disgusting." Loki replies, narrowing his eyes.

Strange stares at Loki, confused. "You know of mutants?"

Loki nods his head. "Yeah, we learned about it on Asgard. I've just never heard of her," He starts. "She's-"

"The Scarlet Witch." Strange starts, walking around the room. "She's the daughter of Natalia Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch before her, and Erik Lehnsherr, Magneto. He's a villain of some sorts, but to her he's, dad. She had two older brothers, one of them being her twin, the other being her youngest sister, Lorna Dane."

"Who are her brothers?" Loki asks. "And what's their powers?"

Strange sighs. "Lorna inherited her fathers powers, both Pietro and Peter have speed, and Wanda inherited her mother's powers, only being more powerful."

Loki sighs. "How long will she be staying with us? I don't want to share my clothes"

Strange smirks. "You won't have to. Christine has already bought clothes for Wanda. She's coming over tonight."

"Ugh, of course your girlfriend is coming over." Loki rolls his eyes.

"She might bring you some food."

Loki sighs, before walking out of the bedroom, leaving Strange by himself.

He picks up a necklace off the ground, rubbing his fingers over it.

The words, 'Scarlet Witch' were on the silver chain, and he sighs.

He needed to apologize for Loki.

The woman probably wasn't far away when she heard the God's degrading words about her and her family and race.

He'd apologize at lunch.

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Wanda holds in a sob.

She's sitting in the library, just sitting there, in Strange's cloak.

She wasn't crying about Loki's harmful words,

No, no, she had heard that stuff already.

She was crying about the book.

"THE AVENGERS DEFEAT THANOS!" Was the headline, bold black that made her eyes hurt.

The avengers were here.

They were here to hurt her.

Yet she couldn't say anything; no, not after what had happened this morning.

She couldn't say anything to the man who was protecting her.

So she had to bottle up all of her emotions.

Simple, right? She had seen her family do that.

But she couldn't.

No, they weren't like her. They were normal mutants.

She was a disgusting Witch.

Her hands shake, and she feels another sob come out of the back of her throat.

'I can make sure you don't feel this pain anymore.'

That voice.

The voice she had heard back home.

It was back.

'I can make you much more than, 'just a disgusting witch'. Trust me.'

"Please. Please, I need to change.'

'Do you trust me?' The voice asks, and she can hear the seriousness in its tone.

'To the ends of the earth.' She replies back.

'Then you must do as I say.'

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'there's a room where the light won't find you, holding hands while the walls come tumbling down, when they do I'll be right behind you.'