Sable and Wanda

[3 days later]

Peter and Wanda treated Sable's injuries, but the poison in her body put a lot of pressure on her. She slept for three days straight, and when she woke up, she found herself lying in bed inside an unfamiliar room. Her mind was foggy. The last thing she remember was crashing down near a building and Spiderman came to her rescue.

"Argg!" She felt a sting in her head and grunted in pain as she sat up.

"You're finally awake," Peter entered the room. He was wearing his classic suit and mask.

"Spiderman... where am I?" she asked weakly.

"I found you wounded outside our base," he answered.

"And you... saved me?" she asked.

He nodded. "You were badly injured and poisoned."

She looked at him for a moment before chuckling. "Wow, I owe you a debt... Never thought you of all people would save my life." She tried to get down from the bed but stumbled on her back. Spiderman rushed to help her.

"Careful. Your body needs time to recover," He helped her sit back on the bed. "Here, drink some water."

She took the glass of water from his hand and drank it slowly. After a few moments, she calmed down. "Where is this place?"

"This is our base, Ms. Sable," he replied. "And you made quite an entrance." He dragged a nearby chair and sat on it.

She raised an eyebrow. "I see..."

"You're a wanted person, Sable," he said in a stern voice. "After that Oscorp situation last time, if the government gets a wisp of you, they will come after your ass and next time I won't be able to cover things up. So, rest for a few days and get out of here."

Silver looked at him and then chuckled. "So, this is how you treat a guest, Spiderman? Not very courteous of you."

"You crashed into our base and broke the gate. That gate alone cost a fortune, besides, I haven't forgotten what your organization did in the past. So, this whole thing, me saving you, this is the best courtesy you'll ever get from me. The door is that way, feel free to leave whenever you want," he said and got up to leave.

"Aren't you a bit curious to know what happened?" She asked.

Peter turned around and looked at her. "Nah! I'm good. I already have enough on my plate and I don't want to add your mess to it too. Do whatever you want, just leave me out of it."

"Help me kill my ex-husband," Silver said, looking directly at Peter.

"What?!"

"I said help me kill my ex-husband," she repeated. "How many days was I out?"

Peter looked at her for a moment. "Three days," he said with a sigh. "Look, Sable, I'm not your babysitter. You want revenge against your ex-husband? Go get it yourself. I don't have time to waste."

"He's coming after me, Spiderman," she said in a serious voice. "And I can't do this alone. This man is a ghost, he doesn't exist in any record and has been killing people for years. He was dead, but he came back somehow. And this time, he wants my life."

"Why are you telling me all of this?" he asked.

"Because I need help!" she replied in frustration. "I don't know how long I can run before he gets me. I had set up an elaborate plan, but I underestimated him and he almost killed me. If not for you, I'd be dead."

"Good luck," Peter said and turned to leave.

"Wait! I'm willing to pay you anything you want!"

Peter stopped in his tracks. He looked at her over his shoulder and saw desperation in her eyes. She needed help.

"You can't even save yourself and you are gonna pay me? Have you considered your situation? No one came looking for you, not even your men... Heck, even the news didn't report anything about your disappearance. If I were to guess, your ex-husband already took control of your organization. In short, you got nothing to pay me with," he said bluntly.

Her expression darkened upon hearing him, but she remained silent.

"So, how are you gonna pay me?" He asked.

Silver looked down and closed her eyes. She had no answer.

"Exactly," he said and turned around. "Rest."

He left the room without looking back. Sable leaned on her back and looked at the ceiling, feeling lost.

'It's true,' she thought. 'No one came for me and no news of me appeared on the news. The Foreigner must have taken control of Sable International.' She clenched her fists. 'If only I hadn't taken Oscorp's contract back then, maybe he would have helped me. It's all my fault.'

"Hey, you okay?" Wanda's voice startled her. She turned to look at the woman who was standing outside the room with a tray of food.

"Who are you?" Sable asked, narrowing her eyes at the woman.

"One of the survivors from the Oscorp incident. As much as I would've liked to rip your limbs apart and pull out your bones from your body one by one, the man who saved us saved you too. And he doesn't want me to be stuck in the past anymore. So, rest easy, I'm not gonna hurt you," she said and placed the food tray on the table beside the bed.

Sable looked at the food for a moment. "Thank you," she said and looked at Wanda. "For not killing me."

Wanda nodded and then asked, "So, what's your deal? You were pretty banged up and poisoned at that. That poison was anything but normal. You should've been dead. But Spidey saved you... Who did you piss off that badly?"

Silver sighed. "My ex-husband," she replied and looked at Wanda.

"Ohh, ex, huh? What did you do to him? Try to sell him off or something like trying to experiment shits on him?" Wanda asked with a grin.

"Nothing like that," Silver answered. "He just married me to get my organization."

Wanda laughed. "Damn, that's so shady and yet so smart. You fell for that?"

Silver chuckled. "I was young, stupid, and naive. I fell for his words like an idiot."

"You must've loved him," Wanda said, looking at her.

Sable nodded. "Nope. He used hypnosis and somewhat brainwashed me. I don't even know if there ever was any love in the first place."

Wanda looked at her in shock. "Hypnosis? That shit exists?"

"Yes, it does, unfortunately."

Wanda thought for a few minutes. "What are you going to do now?"

Sable sighed. "I don't know. He's after me and I can't run forever. I'm not that strong, I know that now. But I sure won't go down without a fight. If he wants me, he'll have to kill me himself. I'll take him down with me."

"You want help?" Wanda asked.

"I can't ask that of you after everything. This is my problem, not yours."

"I might lend you a hand if you tell me why you did what you did. Why did you take Norman's offer? Was money that important than life? If you wanted, you could have saved so many innocent people, yet, you decided to turn a blind eye and I doubt I need to spill out the rest... So, speak and I'll decide depending on your excuse," Wanda said, narrowing her eyes.

Silver took a deep breath, her expression somber. She looked at Wanda, then back at the food tray.

"Why did I take Norman's offer? You want the truth?" she asked quietly, a hint of sadness in her voice.

Wanda crossed her arms. "I do. If I'm going to even consider helping you, I need to know why you became what you did."

Silver leaned back against the pillow, her gaze drifting to the ceiling as she spoke. "Symkaria... My homeland. Have you ever heard of it?"

Wanda nodded slowly. "A small country in Eastern Europe, right? Bordering Latveria. I heard it's been through a lot of turmoil."

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