Wanda x reader x Vision
"Oh, yes, your children. And Vision. And Y/N. And this whole little life you've made. This is Chaos Magic, Wanda, and that makes you, the Scarlet Witch." Agnes declared as she lowered herself to the ground.
Still pulling tautly on the ropes around the children's necks.
"Get off of me! Let my go of my sister! Let go of my brother!" Tommy demanded as he struggled against Agnes' magic.
"My powers work out here, or did you forget?" Wanda asked, glaring at the witch with a fire in her eyes.
"No, dear. I'm counting on it." Agnes smirked.
The three children shared a look, which was enough for the three to settle on a plan.
The three attempted to run forward, only for Agnes to yank them backward and onto the ground.
"No!" Wanda exclaimed, shooting Agnes in the chest with a blast of magic. "Go to your room!" Wanda told her kids, raising her hands for another fight.
"No way!"
"We're staying with you, Mama!"
"We can help!"
"Listen to your mother, kiddos." Agnes interrupted the family as she raised herself from the ground.
"Now!" Wanda snapped.
Tommy gave his mother a look before he sped away with his siblings, leaving his mother alone with Agatha.
Wanda shot another blast of energy at the witch but had to watch in shock as Agatha absorbed it.
"I take power from the undeserving. It's kinda my thing." Agatha told Wanda.
As Agatha spoke, Wanda began to feel a tingle in her hand, and when she looked down, she saw, to her horror, her hand had started to blacken.
Before she could wonder too much what was happening to her, Agatha threw a blast of magic her way, sending Wanda flying.
"You're clearly in over your little redhead. So, why don't you surrender your magic to someone who knows what to do with it?" Agatha asked, taking a step closer before she rose to the skies. "And I'll let you keep this pathetic little corner of the world all to yourself. What do you say?"
"I say you're the pathetic one here!" Y/N announced, sending a bolt of lightning at Agatha, who quickly dodged. "Don't you know monologues went out of season a couple centuries ago?" She asked as Wanda threw a car at the witch.
The car smashed into Agatha, sending her flying into a house.
"Y/N." Wanda gasped, turning to her wife.
"I'm right here, sweetheart," Y/N reassured her with a smile. Y/N tilted her head towards the smoking car, and the two women stalked over towards it.
Instead of seeing Agatha in the wreckage, all the two could spot were a pair of boots.
"Fucking Witch of the West, my ass." Y/N scoffed as she and Wanda stood.
But neither woman could focus on the missing witch for long as they noticed a reflection in the window.
"Vision?" Wanda asked as she and Y/N turned to face the man.
Physically, it looked like Vision, but there was one glaring detail that was wrong.
Vision was entirely devoid of color.
"Holy shit," Y/N swore, staring at the visage of her husband in confusion.
"Is that really you?" Wanda asked, walking over to stand directly before him.
"Wanda." Vision said, his hand resting on the side of her face.
For a second, the moment was peaceful, with Wanda leaning into his hold and Y/N quickly walking over to the two.
But, the peace never lasted for the three.
Soon, his other hand was brought to the other side of Wanda's face, and he began to squeeze.
"And I was told you were powerful." He scoffed as Wanda yelled in pain.
"Get off her asshole!" Y/N demanded, about to send forth a blast of wind but was beaten to it by a blur of red.
Vision, their Vision, had flown past and grabbed the white Vision by the throat. He dragged the imposter across the road before throwing him into an RV, erupting a small explosion.
"Where are the kids?" Vision asked, turning to his wives.
"They're in the house. Safe." Wanda promised as she and Y/N jogged closer to the man. "Vision, Y/N, I should have told you everything. From the moment I realized what I had done." Wanda said regretfully.
"It's all right, Wanda," Y/N promised her.
"We know why you did this." Vision agreed.
"But, it needs to be fixed," Y/N told the woman, causing Vision to nod in agreement.
"I can fix it," Wanda assured the two.
"Are you sure?"
When Wanda went to give the two an answer, her attention was stolen by the white Vision walking right out of the fire.
"Oh, this is awkward," Agatha announced as she appeared. "Your ex and your boyfriend together at the same party? Who are you gonna choose, girls?" She taunted.
"Y/N, Vision, this is our home," Wanda told the two.
"Then let's fight for it." Vision nodded.
"I thought you'd never ask." Y/N chuckled, cracking her shoulders.
Without another word, Vision flew towards his imposter. He crashed into him with a loud bang before Vision forced him higher into the sky.
As their husband fought his murderous counterpart, the two women's attention turned back to the Agatha.
But Agatha was already flying away, leaving a trail of purple after her.
Y/N and Wanda shared a look before they both took off after her.
Neither woman noticed that Monica was screaming their names.
"Wanda! Y/N! Wanda!" Monica screamed, pounding her fists on the window that refused to break.
"Don't waste your breath, babe." Fake Pietro said. "No-one can hear you from in here." He told her, continuing to play his guitar.
But Monica didn't plan on heeding his warnings.
She glanced at the man before making a mad dash towards the door.
But unfortunately, even if this man wasn't the real Pietro, he still had the speed.
Pietro was suddenly in front of Monica, and he flicked her chest, causing Monica to fly backward.
"Might we resolve this peacefully?" Vision asked his counterpart, who attempted to wrap his hands around his neck.
"Wanda Maximoff must be terminated." The white Vision said. "Y/N Barton must be eliminated." He added. "And you must be destroyed." He finished before attempting to rip the stone out of Vision's head.
"A 'no' then."
Vision phased out of the imposter's grip. The two continued their airborne fight, attempting to rip vital organs out of one another until Vision slammed the imposter into the ground.
The impact left a gigantic crater, and when he tried to leave, the white Vision grabbed his cape.
Vision attempted to kick the fake in the face before the two were once more fighting in the air.
"Hey! It's my favorite member of the bureau." Hayward said as Jimmy was walked into the room by two agents, his hands bound behind his back. "Reconfirm mission objective." He ordered the woman at the computer.
"His system is overloaded, sir. I can't get anything through." She told Hayward.
"Still under control?" Hayward asked.
"He's still ours." She confirmed as Jimmy noticed a phone silently vibrating on the table.
"You'll never be able to cover this up," Jimmy said, moving towards Hayward.
"I won't have to," Hayward said as Jimmy quickly grabbed the phone and slid it into his back pocket. "Wanda canceled her show, so there's no footage proving there was ever more than one Vision."
"Oh, there's SWORD HQ security tape and evidence of tampering, no doubt." Jimmy shrugged.
"No one's going to care once I've eliminated Wanda Maximoff. They'll believe the Vision who emerges from the Westview rubble is the same one she illegally tried to bring back to life." Hayward shrugged.
"And what about Y/N Barton? Their children?" Jimmy wondered.
The children are not real, Jimmy. And the world's going to believe that Wanda, having gone mad from grief, killed Y/N Barton in her quest to bring Vision back." Hayward explained. "The world is going to thank me for stopping Wanda Maximoff. And for recovering the world's most valuable asset. You could have been part of my victory, Jimmy. If only you had a little more vision." He joked.
"That's a good one, Hayward. I'm convinced." Jimmy shrugged. "Trouble is my friends at Quantico will probably have something to say about your plan when they arrive inside the hour," Jimmy told him.
"You're bluffing." Hayward scoffed.
"Am I?"
"We're done here." Hayward nodded towards the soldiers who dragged Jimmy away.
The two dragged Jimmy out of the room and into a shed filled with hay.
Jimmy was thrown onto a bale of hay where he landed with a grunt.
Working quickly, Jimmy pulled a safety pin out of his back pocket and began to pick the lock of his handcuffs.
"Flourish." Jimmy smiled before pulling out the stolen phone.
Jimmy quickly dialed a number he knew by heart now and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Cliff. James Woo. Hey, I've got a situation, and I was hoping you get here inside the hour."
As Wanda and Y/N it to the town square, the two gently lowered themselves to the ground and rushed down the street.
The two passed many of their neighbors and acquaintances on the street but couldn't see Agatha.
The two continued to walk until something knocked them to the ground.
"Wanda, you've never been up against another witch before," Agatha announced as the two pulled themselves off the ground. "Did you know there's an entire chapter devoted to you in the Darkhold?" Agatha wondered before making a book appear before her. "That's the book of the damned. 'The Scarlet Witch is not born. She is forged. She has no coven. No need for incantation."
"I'm not a witch. I don't cast spells. No one taught me magic!" Wanda yelled at the woman.
"Your power exceeds that of the Sorcerer Supreme. It's your destiny to destroy the world." Agatha continued to read.
"You know, you shouldn't believe everything you read, Agatha. Wanda would never destroy the world." Y/N defended her wife.
"I'm not what you say I am," Wanda told the witch.
"Oh, really?" Agatha asked before she began to chant in Latin and pointed towards Dottie, who was crossing the street.
"Wanda?" Dottie gasped, dropping her shopping bags and walking over to the two.
"Dottie?" Wanda cocked her head.
"My name is Sarah." Dottie shook her head. "I have a daughter. She's eight. Maybe she could be friends with your kids. If you like that storyline. Or, uh, the school bully, even. Really, anything. If you could just let her out of her room, if I could just hold her, please." Sarah begged.
"What are you doing to her?" Y/N demanded, turning to Agatha.
"You're making her say this," Wanda said.
"She's your meat puppet, Wanda. I just cut her strings." Agatha shrugged before holding her hands up and beginning to chant once more.
Wanda and Y/N were forced to watch as Agatha infected the town's minds, and they all began to surround them.
"What is this stuff?" Monica asked as fake Pietro blended together a green smoothie.
"This is my man-cave. A place to chillax, you know, while the missus is stirring up trouble." He explained while Monica grabbed a statement from the table beside her. "You a fan of Steven Segal?"
"Agnes doesn't live here. You do." Monica realized. "You're Ralph Bohner?"
"Boner." Ralph chuckled.
"How is she controlling you?" Monica asked as she rose to a stand.
"You wanna tussle again?" Ralph asked as he brought his hands up. "Hmm? Huh? Huh?"
Monica stared at Ralph with a blank look before grabbing him up and throwing him over her shoulder.
Ralph landed with a yelp before Monica straddled him.
"Meow, she's feisty!" Ralph commented before Monica's eyes glowed blue.
She could once more see the energy around the room, but the current she was focusing on was the purple glowing around Ralph's neck.
"Oh!" Monica gasped before ripping the necklace off his neck.
Ralph's cocky attitude immediately disappeared, and he began to beg for his life.
"Oh, God! Please spare my life!"
"Nice to meet you, Ralph."
Vision was still fighting with his counterpart. There were many problems Vision could find when it came to fighting another version of yourself, but the main one was that they had the same fighting style.
Unbeknownst to the synthezoid, he and his counterpart had been fighting in clear view of his children's bedroom window.
"Can you see them anymore?" Billy asked, straining to find his father in the sky.
"No." Tommy sighed.
"Where did they go?" Luna asked her brothers.
But neither of them gave her an answer. Tommy and Luna stared through the window while Billy let out a grunt as images of his mothers and Agnes filled his mind.
"Billy?" Luna asked, turning to her brother with a worried face.
"What's wrong?" Tommy demanded.
"We've got to go," Billy said after he saw his mother scream.
The three kids bolted from the room, Luna and Tommy following after Billy.
"I don't recognize my face in the mirror, my voice when I speak. I used to try to resist you, but now, I can't remember why. Do you?" Herb asked Wanda.
"My husband's on a business trip. Tell him I love him and not to come back here ever." Bev told Y/N.
"I'm exhausted." Dennis sighed.
"No, you're fine. You're fine. You're all, you're all going to be fine." Wanda assured the surrounding people.
"When you let us sleep, we have your nightmares." Norm shook his head.
"No, that's not true." Wanda denied. "I've kept you safe in here. You feel, you feel at peace." She told them.
"We feel your pain." Sarah snapped.
"No."
"Your grief is poisoning us." Mrs. Hart spoke up.
"No, stop!" Wanda pleaded.
"Wanda," Y/N whispered, stepping back slightly.
"Please, let us go," Norm begged.
"I wanna get back home," Herb added.
"Stop."
"Let us go."
"Please, Wanda. Let us go."
The crowd continued to yell at Wanda as they stepped closer, closing in on the two women.
Y/N stared at the people in concern, not wanting to use her powers and hurt anyone, but Wanda couldn't handle it.
Wanda let out a scream, and as she did, her power was expelled.
All those surrounding her, Y/N included, were brought to their knees by her power collaring them.
"No! Stop! Stop, I'm sorry." Wanda gasped, freeing the people. "I'm sorry." Wanda apologized, pulling a gasping Y/N to her free.
"It's okay," Y/N promised, coughing as she squeezed Wanda's hand.
"If you won't let us go, just let us die. Please." Mrs. Hart begged.
"I will," Wanda promised.
"Wanda." Y/N gasped.
"Please."
"I will let you go. I will." Wanda assured the town, raising her hands which were now glowing red. "I will," Wanda promised, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"What's stopping you?" Agatha asked, causing the two to snap around and face her. "Use your power and do it now. Heroes don't torture people." Agatha mocked.
"I'm gonna stab her," Y/N muttered as Wanda looked deep in thought.
Suddenly Wanda let out a loud yell and was surrounded by a glow that shot upwards and illuminated the barrier.
"Go! All of you, now! Go!" Wanda told the townspeople, who immediately began to flee in fear. "Y/N, go!"
"I'm not leaving you!" Y/N snapped, remaining as close to Wanda as she could.
"This is it," Hayward announced as the barrier began to split and crack. "We're going in." He told his people.
Everything in Westview began to flicker and change as Wanda pulled the barrier apart.
"Now you'll see." Agatha cackled as Y/N looked up and noticed Vision and his imposter fighting.
"What?" Y/N muttered as she noticed Vision began to fall.
Y/N reacted quickly and used her powers to slow Vision's fall.
And what Y/N noticed when Vision made it to the ground made her blood run cold.
"Wanda!" Y/N yelled as she rushed to her disintegrating husband's side.
"Wanda!" Vision exclaimed, reaching a hand out to try and stop Wanda.
"Mama!"
Everyone turned to the sound to see Tommy speed himself and his two siblings into the square.
The three also disintegrating.
"Mama! Help, please!"
"Kids!" Y/N yelled, rushing to kneel beside her children at Vision's insistence. "It's okay, babies. It's okay." Y/N tried to calm the scared children.
"Now, do you see?" Agatha drew Wanda's attention to her. "You tied your family to this twisted world, and now one can't exist without the other."
"It hurts, Mama!"
"Make it stop, Mom!"
"Kids!"
"Vision!" Y/N cried, unable to be at his side while she held her children. "Wanda?" Y/N asked, turning to her wife, who was sobbing at what was happening.
"Save Westview or save your family," Agatha warned Wanda.
"Help, please!"
"Mama! Help!"
"Daddy!"
With a wail, Wanda pushed the power back into the air. Wanda managed to repair the boundary and restore her family.
"You're okay," Y/N promised the kids as she pulled them to their feet. "I told you, you're fine." She added before the four of them rushed to Wanda's side, where Vision was already pulling her to her feet.
"Hi!" Wanda gasped, reaching out for her children. The six grabbed onto each other in an embrace, clutching each other tightly.
"Mama!" Tommy sighed.
"We're alright," Y/N assured the children. You're alright." Y/N sighed as Vision kissed her head.
"Mama, are you okay?"
Before Wanda could assure her children of her well-being, she and the rest of her family heard Agatha beginning to chant once more.
"No!" Wanda snapped, pushing her family behind her and forming a shield to protect them as Agatha's magic hit.
Fortunately, Wanda was able to protect her family. But not herself as Agatha began to suck the power out of Wanda.
"Wanda!"
"Darling!"
Y/N and Vision gasped when they noticed that both Wanda's hands were now grey and shriveled.
"Mama? Are you okay?" Billy asked as his siblings were shocked into silence.
"How sweet." Agatha cooed, moving in front of the group as the white Vision reappeared.
"Daddy?" Luna asked, turning to her father.
"Mom." Tommy grabbed Y/N's sleeve and pointed as several armed trucks approached.
"Listen, boys, Luna, your mothers and I never really prepared you for this." Vision said, raising his arms at the military men.
"But you were born for it," Wanda told them.
"This is in your blood," Y/N added as Vision grabbed his clone and flew off with him. "Go! I'll stay with the kids." Y/N directed Wanda.
Wanda gave Y/N a nod before flying towards Agatha, leaving Y/N and the kids facing down the SWORD.
"Why are you doing this?" Vision asked after being thrown into the library.
"My programming directive is to destroy this Vision." The imposter said before launching forward and grabbing Vision by the throat, throwing him into the wall.
"But I'm not the true Vision." Vision said, grabbing the clone by the throat. "Only a conditional Vision." He explained before the imposter phased out of his grip.
Instead of attacking immediately, as he had before, the imposter simply stared him down in confusion.
"I request elaboration."
Before Y/N could attack the agents before her, the men all turned their guns towards Agatha. Agatha merely rolled her eyes before raising the men into the air.
"Same story, different century. There'll always be torches and pitchforks for ladies like us, Wanda." Agatha smirked at Wanda before she released the men from her magic and let them fall.
"No!" Wanda exclaimed, encasing the men in her red power and lowering them to the ground.
"Get her, Wanda!" Y/N cheered on Wanda, who circled around Agnes before snapping her fingers and disappearing.
"Stay away from my kids!" Y/N snapped as the military aimed their weapons at her children. "Tommy," Y/N said, turning her head to her son and giving him a nod.
Tommy grinned at his mother before he sped away. Tommy stole the agents' guns and even one of their hats before he rejoined his family.
"Y/N!" A voice called, causing Y/N to spin on her heel.
"Dad?" Y/N asked, staring at the man in confusion.
As Y/N stared at her father and the kids congratulated Tommy on his use of his powers, no one noticed Hayward getting out of a car, gun in hand.
No one noticed except Monica, who quickly rushed to stand before the children.
"Stand down!" Monica snapped, but Hayward ignored her. In fact, Hayward just shot at Monica.
But the bullets phased through Monica, and the ones that didn't hit her, Billy took care of.
"Nice tricks." Monica complimented the children.
"I like yours, too." Billy grinned as Y/N stood before Hayward.
"You tried to hurt my children." She growled, electricity crackling around her, before sending a bolt of electricity at the man.
Hayward attempted to dodge the blast but was still hit, sending him flying back.
With a grunt, Hayward dragged himself to his feet and threw himself into a car.
The man slammed the door shut and took off, tires screeching, down the road.
Hayward had barely made it down the road before he heard a loud horn beeping.
The director managed to look up in time to see a funnel truck racing towards him before slamming into the side of his car.
The car was crashed into the side of another, and when Hayward got over the shock of being hit, he saw who had crashed into him.
"Have fun in prison." Darcy grinned.
"You know we don't have time to talk," Y/N said as more military men began to ready their weapons.
"No, we don't. But we are gonna talk." Clint said, pulling a bow off his back. "Especially about how beautiful my grandkids are."
"Of course they are! Look at their parents!"
"You are familiar with the thought experiment the Ship of Thesus in the field of identity metaphysics?" Vision asked as he and his clone circled one another.
"Naturally. The Ship of Theseus is an artifact in a museum. Over time, its planks of wood rot and are replaced with new planks. When no original plank remains, is it still the Ship of Theseus?" His clone recited the theory.
"Secondly, if those removed planks are restored and reassembled, free of rot, is that the Ship of Theseus?" Vision added.
"Neither is the true ship. Both are the true ship." The void Vision concluded.
"Well, then, we are agreed." Vision nodded.
"But I do not have the Mind Stone." The white Vision said.
"And I do not have a single ounce of original material," Vision told him. "Perhaps the rot is the memories. The wear and tear are the voyages. The wood touched by that of Theseus himself." Vision theorized.
"I have not retained memories." The void shook his head slowly.
"But you do have the data. It is merely being kept from you." Vision told the counterpart.
"A weapon to be more easily controlled." The void realized.
But, certainly, you are the true Vision, for you believe yourself to be."
"That was once the case. But upon meeting you, I have been disabused of that notion. As a carbon-based synthezoid, your memory storage is not so easily wiped." Vision floated closer, raising a hand. "May I?" He asked, and when his mirror image consented, he pressed his fingers to where the Mind Stone should reside.
Vision unlocked the memories of his other self, and when the void had access to the memories, his programing broke.
And when the programming broke, the white Vision was no longer a void. He felt more than he had since waking.
"I am Vision." The white Vision said before bursting out the top of the library.
When his counterpart flew away, Vision didn't dally before rushing to join his family.
"Dad!" The kids called before running towards their father, who gladly embraced them.
"Hi! Hi!" Tommy cheered.
"Kids!" Vision sighed, pulling them close. "There you are!"
"Vision!" Y/N called, jogging over to her husband.
"Y/N!" Vision called back, giving her a relieved smile as she joined the embrace.
After Wanda had disappeared on Agatha, Agatha had taken to watching what was happening below, from a roof.
Before Agatha could do anything to the happy family, Wanda appeared behind Agatha and breaching her mind.
And suddenly, Agatha wasn't in Westview anymore. She was back in Salem, tied to the pyre that haunted her dreams.
"No. No." Agatha muttered, staring at the bodies that littered the ground.
"You see, the difference between you and me is that you did this on purpose," Wanda said, rounding to stand before Agatha.
Wanda turned to face one of the corpses, and suddenly it was clawing its way off the ground, along with the rest.
"No! No, no, no! No, no! Oh, please! I beg you! I beg you! No! No!" Agatha begged, staring at the rising corpses in fear before giving Wanda a smirk.
And suddenly, the corpses were talking.
"Wanda."
"Wanda Maximoff."
"You are a witch."
"A witch."
"Witch."
"You are the Scarlet Witch."
"So it is written."
"Told you so," Agatha smirked as the dead surrounded Wanda.
"Harbinger of Chaos."
"So it is foretold. So it is written. So it is foretold."
The dead witches overpowered Wanda, forcing her onto the pyre and binding her to the stake.
"You can't win, Wanda. Power isn't your problem. It's knowledge." Agatha told the redhead.
Wanda stared at Agatha in rage as she felt something begin to form around her head that caused the dead witches, as well as Agatha, to gasp.
"Give me your power, and I will correct the flaws in your original spell." Agatha bargained. "And you and your family and the people of Westview can all live together in peace. And no one will ever have to feel this pain again. Not even you." She added.
And for a second, Wanda considered the deal. But when the dead witches began to whisper about her so-called destiny, she lost it.
Wanda let out a yell, and with that, a blast of power which knocked the dead witches to the ground and freed her.
Wanda stared at Agatha in a rage before she ran right at the woman knocking herself and Agatha out of the nightmare.
Wanda and Agatha were back in Westview, falling from the theatre's roof. Of course, the two stopped themselves before they hit the ground.
When Agatha flew higher into the sky, Wanda took off after her.
"Take it!" Wanda said, throwing a bolt of power at Agatha. "I don't want it!" She said, continuing to hurl blasts at the witch.
Vision and Y/N shared a look before simultaneously taking to the sky, attempting to help their wife.
But before they could intercept the fight, Wanda hit the two with a blast that stopped them from approaching.
"Come on, Wanda!" Agatha goaded Wanda back into the fight.
Wanda continued to throw magic at Agatha, some of her blasts hit her, and some didn't.
"Come on, Wanda! Escape your fate!" Agatha cackled, and despite Wanda's blackening hands, she continued to fight.
Vision and Y/N reluctantly returned to the ground and brought their children in close as they were forced to watch their wife fight a centuries-old witch.
"Release your burden!" Agatha demanded. "There's more. I want it all." She said, continuing to suck power of out Wanda.
Wanda looked dead as she set her determined gaze on Agatha. Reasonably she knew that she shouldn't continue, but Wanda forced herself to throw more magic at Agatha. On her third blast, Agatha took to directly sucking the power from her.
"Mama!"
"Wanda!"
Wanda's family yelled as they watched their mother stop limply in the sky.
Y/N and Vision gently grabbed their children and forced their eyes away from the scene, even if they couldn't bring themselves to.
"About our deal." Agatha started. "Once cast, a spell can never be changed." She revealed. "This world you made will always be broken. Just like you." Agatha finished before she set to use her new powers on Wanda.
But to her confusion, nothing happened. Agatha couldn't even summon her own magic as her hands started to wrinkle.
Agatha looked up in confusion to see that Wanda was de-aging and that behind her, a rune was appearing.
The runes were surrounding the two, and Agatha let out a sigh.
"Runes."
"'In a given space, only the witch who cast them can use her magic.'" Wanda recited. "Thanks for the lesson. But I don't need you to tell me who I am." Wanda said as her headdress began to reappear.
"No." "No, no no, no, no!" Agatha stuttered before Wanda's eyes glowed red, and she sucked her magic back, along with Agatha's. "Oh, God. You don't know what you've done." She gasped as Wanda was now floating before her, eyes still burning red, but her outfit changed.
Now, Wanda looked like a goddess. She really appeared as the enchantress Agatha feared her to be.
Wanda didn't say a word to Agatha as she used her magic to lower the two of them to the ground.
As soon as Agatha's feet touched the ground, she felt her exhaustion and collapsed.
"Good girl." Agatha panted, brushing the hair out of her face. "So, what now? You gonna lock me up somewhere?"
"No. Not 'somewhere,' here." Wanda told her.
"Here?"
"Mmm-hmm. I'll give you the role you chose." Wanda told her. "The nosy neighbor." She added with a smirk.
"No. Please," Agatha begged.
"I'm sorry," Wanda told her.
"No, you're not. You're cruel." Agatha scoffed. "You have no idea what you've unleashed. You're gonna need me." Agatha promised her.
"If I do, I know where to find you." Wanda shrugged, stepping forward.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Agatha begged, but it was too late. Once Wanda touched her forehead, Agatha became Agnes. "Hiya hon. Say, that's some kinda get-up you're wearing. Did I leave the oven on, or is that just you, hot stuff?" Agnes joked.
"You live here now. No one will ever bother you." Wanda told her stoically.
"Okey dokey artichokee." Agnes shrugged, not fully understanding Wanda's words.
"I'll be seeing you, Agnes," Wanda promised.
"Not if I see you first, hon." Agnes chuckled as Wanda turned towards her family.
"Mama!" The children exclaimed, rushing towards the woman.
"Come here." Wanda smiled, opening her arms for her children.
"Are you okay?"
"Always."
"She's right. You do look fantastic." Y/N said as she and Vision approached hand-in-hand.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Wanda smiled.
"So, it would appear that our dream home has been reduced to a fixer-upper." Vision commented. "I know you'll set everything right. Just not for us." He told her.
"No. Not for us." Wanda shook her head with misty eyes.
"We should be used to that by now." Y/N shook her head bitterly.
"It's time. Should we head home?" Vision asked the woman.
"Yeah." Wanda nodded.
"Let's get going," Y/N said, holding a hand out to Wanda.
Wanda took the offered hand, and before she and her family turned away, Wanda gave Monica a nod.
A nod, the woman knowingly returned.
As the six walked home, night had begun to fall.
The children rushed into the house before their parents, and when the three adults did, Vision and Wanda phased into regular clothes.
When the kids were young, the three parents had tried to give the boys one room and Luna her own.
But they soon found that the kids didn't like that, and it would send the three into distressing fits of tears.
Now that the parents knew about Luna's ability to connect with people, especially her siblings, it made more sense. Especially when they would find the three siblings curled up in bed together.
"Okay, everyone, hop in," Wanda said as the kids crawled into bed. Each child was in their own beds, for now. Because the parents knew as soon as they left, the kids would be sharing a bed.
"Let's get you all tucked in," Y/N said, pulling the covers up to Billy's chin.
"Big day today." Vision commented, sitting on Tommy's bed. "Your mothers and I are very proud of you."
"Hard not to be proud of the three of you." Y/N smiled at the children, who returned her grin.
"You know, a family is forever," Wanda mentioned, her arm around Luna's shoulder. "We could never truly leave each other, even if we tried. You know that, right?" She asked.
The kids gave their mother a nod, and Wanda gave them a smile. The three parents moved between the children giving them each a kiss on the forehead and a hug before moving to stand in the doorway.
"Good night, chaps, missy," Vision told the children.
"Good night, Dad."
"Good night, Mom."
"Good night, Mama."
"Kids," Wanda started, staring at the enclosing red barrier. "Thanks for choosing me to be your mama." She said before turning the light off and gently closing the children's door.
Downstairs, Wanda was staring at a photo of the six in the living room as Y/N tied up. Wanda turned off one of the lamps and moved to turn the other off when the first turned back on.
"Oh, I, um, I read somewhere that it's bad luck to say goodbye in the dark." Vision said when Wanda and Y/N turned to face him.
"I don't think that's right." Y/N shook her head with a smile as Wanda let out a quiet chuckle.
"No. Perhaps not. Perhaps I just needed to see you both clearly." Vision said.
"And?" Wanda asked, raising a brow.
"And there you are." Vision smiled at the two.
At the sound of a low humming, Wanda, Y/N, and Vision moved to stand before the window.
Outside they could clearly see the barrier closing in on the house.
"I know we can't stay like this, but before I go, I feel I must know. What am I?" Vision turned to Wanda.
"You, Vision, are the piece of the Mind Stone that lives in me," Wanda said, placing her hand on Vision's cheek. "You are a body of wires, and blood, and bone that I created. You are my sadness and my hope. But mostly, you're my love." Wanda told him as she began to cry.
"I know that Wanda is the one who brought me back, but what am I to you, Y/N?" Vision turned to Y/N.
"You are the only man I've ever loved." Y/N smiled, despite the tears slipping down her cheeks. "You are our husband, and that's forever," Y/N told him, taking his hand in her own.
"I have been a voice with no body, a body, but not human. And now, a memory made real. Who knows what I might be next?" Vision wondered as the barrier reached the house. "We have said goodbye before, so it stands to reason,"
"We'll say hello again." Wanda nodded before the house was hit.
Everything began to change. The house reverted in decade and style, and Vision began to disintegrate.
"So long, my darlings." Vision said before he, the children, and the house, were gone.
Leaving Y/N and Wanda standing in the empty lot Vision had brought them.
"Goodbye, Vision," Y/N whispered, clutching Wanda's hand like a lifeline before the two left.
"I'm sorry," Wanda whispered, not looking at the woman.
"What for?" Y/N asked, turning to face Wanda.
"For everything I put you through," Wanda told her. "I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me."
"Wanda, look at me," Y/N said, grabbing Wada's chin and turning her head towards her. "I'm not mad." She promised. "You tried to protect me, make us happy, stop the pain. You're my wife, and I love you. I'm not leaving you."
"I love you too."
Wanda and Y/N walked away from their home and into the town's center.
The citizens of Westview stared at Wanda in disgust and fear as she walked past them, never letting go of Y/N's hand as they reached Monica.
"They'll never know what you sacrificed for them," Monica commented.
"It wouldn't change how they see me." Wanda shook her head. "And you, you don't hate me?"
"Given the chance and given your power, I'd bring my mom back. I know I would." Monica told her.
"I'm sorry for all the pain I caused," Wanda said.
"I know."
"I don't understand this power, but I will," Wanda promised the woman. "Goodbye, Monica."
"Goodbye, Wanda. Goodbye Y/N. Good luck." Monica said as the two walked away.
"Y/N." Wanda and Y/N turned at the sound of her name to see her father standing there.
"Talk to him." Wanda urged her wife. Y/N let out a long exhale before letting go of Wanda's hand and walking over to her father.
"Y/N."
"Dad." Y/N nodded. "I'm not coming home." She told him.
"I know."
"I'm going with Wanda. She's my wife and my home." Y/N told her father.
"I know, but you're always welcome back at the farm," Clint told her with a smile. "Both of you are." He said, nodding at Wanda.
"I know." Y/N smiled before launching herself at her father. "Thank you for coming." She whispered into his neck.
"I love you, sweetheart," Clint said, running his fingers through her hair.
"I love you too, Dad." She said before sirens began to wail loudly. "We have to go," Y/N said, pulling away from her dad.
"Take care, both of you," Clint said as Wanda approached.
Wanda took Y/N's hand as police and federal cars rounded the corner.
Before anyone could exit these cars, Wanda and Y/N were off, flying away faster than anyone could catch.
"Where do we go now?" Y/N asked long after Westview faded in the distance.
"Wherever we want to." Wanda turned to her wife with a sad smile.
"I think I know where to go," Y/N told her wife.
Y/N and Wanda had been living in a cabin miles from where Sokovia once was.
It had been months since Westview and everything that had happened. Wanda and Y/N were living in the mountains peacefully, breaking away from the rest of the world.
Not that the world minded.
Wanda spent her days split between spending time with Y/N and fulfilling the promise she made to Monica.
Y/N's days were spent with her wife and writing in a journal. A journal filled with memories of her children and Vision, and dreams of the days they could share.
Y/N and Wanda were finally at peace with themselves and the world around them.
Of course, the two were still grieving those they had lost but they finally accepted it.
Wanda and Y/N were in the seventh stage of grief and they accepted that.