SPIDEY AND SCARLET WITCH

Wanda's origin story was more or less like that from the comics, but instead of Hydra or maybe the High Evolutionary, Norman captured them for experimentation. They refused to work with him, so Norman put them in isolation and performed whatever experiments he could and soon Wanda and her brother awakened their power. After that the usual story...

Wanda blames Stark for the missile strikes on Sokovia in which their parents died. The trauma of that experience found a focus in the prominence of the Stark Industries logo printed on the missile. This left the twins with the belief that Stark himself was ultimately responsible for their parents' deaths as it occurred via sales of his company's weapons which he had intentionally profited from.

"Do you still blame him?" I asked her as I looked at her sad face.

"N-not anymore, no," Wanda answered quietly after thinking for a bit. "After some time of not thinking clearly. It became apparent how stupid my actions were. Then..." She took out a USB and placed it on the roof's ledge. It's the drive that I found when Norman blew up the warehouse. Damn! To think it survived that fire. It must be made of some kind of special metal or something like that. "I found this on you when I found you back then. And I was curious, so I kinda took a peek..."

"And?" I asked as I took a drink from the bottle. Damn, Fanta tastes amazing.

"It was Norman from the start. Just to get his hands on us, he blew everything up. Even made it look like Stark was responsible for the attack. That and many more of what that bastard had done... Everything is recorded in this drive," Wanda explained.

"Humm... Seems like you found your answer, but you feel empty from inside, aren't you? Now that Norman is dead and OsCorp is gone, you don't have anyone to blame or any mission left to fulfill in your mind," I concluded after pondering on it.

"Yeah... I guess. That must be it, isn't it? Having no goal or purpose in life seems strange. Before it felt as though my whole existence had a deeper reason to fulfill something. Now, there's nothing..." She clenched her fist tightly as her voice choked from the onslaught of various emotions, tears glistened at the edge of her eyelids. She turned toward me, "I should be happy that Norman is gone, yet... Do you ever feel empty like this? Does this emptiness disappear one day, or do you end up spending your entire life chasing a never-ending purpose or something?"

That's a deep question. Why can't she ask about something else? Haaa...

"Yeah. I took my revenge and it did taste good for a time being, but slowly you start to realize that you can't stay stuck in the past forever. You gotta find new things, do new things, and so on. I had a dream that I was working on before all this... I wanted to earn money, more money. But I have so much money that I don't know what to do. I made gadgets, and suits, and bought shares, lands, and houses. A private Yacht that no one is aware of..."

I paused for a moment before continuing, "Anyway, it was getting boring every day following the same old routine... So, I decided to do something new. Something that only I can do as me, not Spiderman. So, I developed cybernetic implants and Neural implants. I was so close to achieving my dream... The collateral damage after the heroes' fights or villains' attacks... Missing body parts, critical injuries, organ damage, vegetative state... No one will ever have to experience that loss ever again after my creation. I worked on it so hard. So much for those sleepless nights."

Wanda just listened to me while I complained.

"Haaa... Then everything changed just like that. It was so fast... Hahaha... It was my fault. I should've known. I should've been careful. I should've trained a bit more... Fuck! I was too fucking arrogant. All the gadgets, nanites suit, and my power got to my head. I felt invincible... Then as you already know the rest," I sighed as I shook my head, "Over eight months, gone just like that. Caused pain to my family and friends... Now..."

"Is that why you decided to stay here? You are afraid of facing your family and friends!" Wanda interrupted me and stared at my face.

Afraid?

No, I am not afraid. It's complicated. I miss them...

I...

I could have called them...

Gwen! I should have called her...

May and MJ...

Michelle and Liz... Ned... Frank...

Damn! I ran away, huh? It feels like I'm having some midlife crisis or something on that line.

"Who knows? Maybe, I'm afraid or maybe, I don't want to repeat the same mistake again and want to master my power before going back. Anyway, as for your answer, you just gotta find something new to live for. I know what I want to do and I'm sure you too will find something worth living. One thing is for sure... That there's always someone that cares and loves you in the world. No matter what," I shrugged as I smiled at her. I quickly finished off the bottle of Fanta.

"What if I join you? You know, kicking the villain's butt and saving the day... I mean, a team?" She asked and my eyebrows raised involuntarily as my ears perked up at her words.

"Spiderman and Scarlet Witch, a team, huh?" I touched my chin, thinking about this situation.

"Scarlet Witch?" Wanda looked at me questioningly.

Wait! She doesn't have a name yet?! Ah! She never got to wreak havoc outside, no wonder. Well, I'll give her the signature name.

"Your hero name. You know, I have spider power, so I'm Spiderman. Your magic is red chaos magic, strongest of all, so Scarlet Witch. An obvious choice, no?"

She looked confused at first but soon it was replaced with a small smile that graced her lips.

"Scarlet Witch," Wanda murmured quietly as she let the words flow, testing their syllables. She smiled, "Strongest of all. I like the sound of that."

"Ok. Let's do it. But you think the Ancient One would allow you to leave this place?" I asked her. The Ancient One knows the future, and I have no idea what this new future is or what's going to happen next... Is this version of Wanda gonna go full-on killing mode? She might have some pent-up anger issues that need to be released. Or she might not go full-on killing mode. No one knows the answer other than that old lady.

"Leave that to me," She jumped onto the ledge of the roof and changed her clothes to a short nightgown-like dress with magic. "I better go to sleep and think of a way to butter her up..."

And, she's wearing a red panty...

"Uumm... Wanda," I called her with an awkward smile. My eyes were on her red... Ahem! I mean, on her face.

"What? You got any good ideas to help me out?" She asked, a smirk on her lips.

"I can see your..." I pointed at her red underwear, "Panties?" I wasn't sure which one she'd prefer to call.

[Booom!] An explosion sent me flying a couple of feet away. Oouch!

"You pervert! Forget everything you saw or else I'll poke your eyes out," Wanda opened a portal and ran away.

What was that for? I shouldn't have said that. But if she caught me looking at her and found out of her own... Well, I'm pretty sure there would have been multiple explosions instead of one. Oh, well, it was worth it.

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[Wanda's first person POV]

[Wanda's room]

That perv. He saw my panty. Uggh! It was my bad. I shouldn't have changed there without thinking. Shit! What was I even thinking? To change before a boy. Even if it was with magic. Ahhh!

Well, I also kinda saw his penis when I was cleaning his wounds. He didn't have scales there and...

Fuck! Wanda! What the hell are you even thinking? Why are you thinking of Peter's penis?

But, it was my fault. Not like he meant to look at me... Damn, this is frustrating. I messed up pretty badly. He might think of me as a weirdo. What if he refuses to make a team with me now? What do I do?

Should I let him hit me once?

I jumped on the bed, burying my face on the pillow.

If I tell him that I took off his underwear and kinda touched his penis and cleaned him up, and that for the last eight months, I helped him take bath regularly since magic wasn't affecting him, and I cleaned up every nook and corner of his body... He will get mad and hit me, right?

No! No! Wanda, get a hold of yourself.

Can't tell him that explicit details. And why the heck I can't get rid of the image of his naked body from my mind? It was so fucking difficult to talk to him for this long. And now I messed up.

I jumped down from the bed.

Alright, gotta apologize like a normal human. I'm sure he will understand.

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