"Papa!" Wanda shouted fearfully "Mama!"
The wind picked up around her throwing debris at her body from the destroyed home. Broken windows panes cut at her skin as she ran towards the house. As she neared it flames started to pick up on the nearby grass stopping her from moving any further. Tears clouded the witch's eyes at the sight of her parents trapped within the fire.
"NO!" She screamed her eye taking a ominous red hue.
Screaming she thrust out her chest and her powers exploded around her. Trees lifted from their roots, the ground shook at the inner turmoil and the earth itself seemed to be screaming with her. Wanda sobbed pushing at the flames to give in as the screaming of it's victims only got louder. A weak spot came through allowing her to push past and run into what was left of the house. Smoke covered her eyes as she coughed. Her hands glowed as she threw broken furniture out of her way smashing into her barrier and bursting into flames.
"Stop! It!" She screamed at the sight of her parents crushes bodies.
Their eyes where gone leaving nothing but hollowed out sockets gaping at her. Shivers went through her body falling onto the ground and wrapped her arms around herself as she cried. Blood seeped into her shoes but she didn't care as all she could do was sob and beg for help.
"All your fault." A voice said all around her hollowing with the wind. "All your fault. All your fault."
The witch growled her body radiating the dangerous glow. Debris swimmer around her through the air piercing it like knives. Tears stained her eyes as she lashed out ripping into and tearing apart everything in sight. Blood splattered across her cheeks furthering her torment with the voice yelling into her ears. Madly, she swung at the air stumbling widely as she tripped and fell onto her mother's corpse.
"ALL YOUR FAULT. ALL YOUR F-WANDA WAKE UP!"
Wanda sat up recognizing the new voice as it mixed with the other. She sat up on her knees and looked around for anyone else but could only see the growing flames and bloody debris. Twisting around she saw the entrance collapsing within itself and on her. A scream sat stuck in her throat as she felt the ground beneath her cave in blinded by the remains of her family...
"Wanda! Wanda!" Vision shouted holding the thrashing woman against his chest. "Please Wanda it's not real! Wanda wake up! Wanda!"
Finally after what seemed to be a eternity the witch gasp opening her eyes allowing tears to spill out. She immediately covered her face by pressing it against the mans chest and let out a shaky sobs. Eyes softening Vision began to pet the woman's hair softly murmuring sweet nothings to her.
The door cracked open revealing a wide eyed teenager with a large grey hoodie covering the majority of his face. He looked over at the pair and sighed rubbing the back of his hands on his eyes. Licking his lips he leaned into the room staying away from the fragile woman fearing she might lash out.
"I can come over later Vision and just call Wade to pick me up." Peter offered shifting his feet.
The man shook his head not wanting to cause the web slinger the problem of having to go with the mercenary on one of his missions. He smiled at the jittery teen and turned back towards Wanda who had gone silent choosing not to be part of the conversation.
"It's fine Peter." He said helping the witch sit up from her crouched position "Can you just go sit in the living room and wait for us."
Peter furrowed his brows and nawed at his bottom lip before closing the bedroom door silently. Sighing Vision looked down at Wanda as she fiddled with her fingers with her eyes on the floor. He could sense the whirlpool of emotions from her with the most prominent being guilt and regret which he couldn't understand.
He knew about the death's of the Maximoff's, how Stark industries had played into it and what the experience had done to her. Deep down he knew that these feelings that Wanda was experiencing where most likely do to the experiences she had from working under Hydra.
"Wanda do you wanna talk about it?" He asked receiving silence for a answer.
"Do you want me to leave?"
Silence.
Vision frowned and put his arms on her shoulders. Bending down so they where face to face he looked at her covered face and started to peel back her hands. Feebly she struggled pushing her body against the man's chest only to be wrapped up in his arms. She panted heavily and clawed at his arms weakly with her fingers falling over one another. A grim look filled her previously emotionless face as she slumped in defeat and combed the sweat laced hair from out of her eyes.
"Sorry." She said her voice cracking in between each syllable.
"It's not your fault." He said eyes softening and leaned back into the bed's headboard leaving room for the witch to stretch put next to him.
"I shouldn't have held you down."
"Vision stop it you did the right thing. Who knows what I could have down worse than..." She gestured to the room "...this."
The room was a mess with the bed leaning on it's side with no legs. Windows had been burst open with glass littering the floor with broken glass and the doors seemed to be hanging on just by the hinges. Vision felt the witch shutter next to him and get off the bed.
She carefully maneuvered over the glass and made her way towards the bathroom. Bending down she grabbed some clothes and turned around to face him.
"I'm going to take a shower, Kay." She mumbled before slamming the door shut.
"So." Peter whispered as he played with the oatmeal Vision had made for him "What's up with Wanda?"
Vision put down the spatula he was using to flip a pancake and turned down the oven. He looked at the teenager who had become silent besides the tapping of his fingertips against the counter. Looking down he stopped and offered Vision a sheepish smile.
"Nightmares again?" He guesses receiving a tense nod.
"Yes and their only getting worse with her powers being activated during it. I've talked to the others about this-" He ignored the heated glare sent his way "-and they haven't been able to find any leads."
Peter took a bite of his breakfast before saying. "You think somebody's doing this to her so she can loose control of her powers."
"Yes and from the looks of it Wanda isn't the only target."
"Wait what do you mean?" Peter wondered placing down his hands on the counter.
Vision sighed and put the pancakes a plate before speaking again.
"Dr. Banner appears to be having problems with sleeping and when he does all he has are nightmares. This appears to be a problem for most of the team to but now their falling asleep during training to."
"Why haven't they told us about this?" He asked the hurt evident in his voice.
Vision knew that Peter and Wanda found it hard to feel like they where part of the team with the constant scolding and criticisms of their actions. He had hoped over time that this would stop but now it seemed to be only getting worse. The relationship between the team and Vision couldn't be better but he hadn't failed to notice the flickers of distrust in their eyes when he used his powers or did something other than listen to orders.
He made his way over the teen and put a hand on his shoulder clenching on it softly. The young hero smiled at the gesture but he could still see the hurt hidden behind it along with a mess of emotions growing into a fracture. He knew he'd have to talk to the team about the waverying trust that the two had in them but now didn't wasn't the time with everyone's fragile states.
"They thought you didn't need to know about it." He said slowly
A flash of anger came across Peter's face but was quickly replaced by a guarded look. His body curled within itself and he turned away from the older man eating his food so he couldn't talk to him anymore. Vision internally berated himself for not being more sympathetic about Peter's feelings and having made the teen feel like of was his fault for not being told.
His thoughts where interrupted at the sound of wet feet hitting the wooden floor. Soon Wanda came into view with her hands coming through the knots in her hair in a attempt at braiding it. She perked up at the sight of the two and the sight of breakfast making her way towards them.
"Hey Peter." She said nodding at the teen.
"Hey Wanda, morning." He tried to say but his mouth was full of oatmeal so it came out as "Hywandamornin." With pieces of oats and strawberries spraying out his mouth.
Wanda's face scrunched up in disgust as she wiped the chewed up food off of her clothing and took a seat next to the two digging into her plate. On the plate sat a mountain of scrambled eggs with cheese and chives which where her favorite food and a small cup of fruit on the side. She ate vigorously listening to the sound of the city down below until she noticed that Vision hadn't even touched his notebook which he always wrote in the morning to keep track of his training.
"What's wrong?" She asked putting down her fork.
Silence
"Vision tell me what's wrong or I'll asked Peter." She threatened sharing a look with the teen.
"You don't have to Wanda. " Vision said slowly "I already talked about it with him and I think you should know after all."
"What is it then?" She asked impatiently "Did something happen at the tower? Are the team okay?"
"Everything's fine, this is about the nightmares you've been having."
"What about them?" She said not understanding where this conversation was going.
"I've talked with the others and we believe that they are being sent to you on purpose so you will loose control of your powers."
"How is that even possible." Wanda said her eyes narrowed at him "No one should be able to do that unless they have telepathic abilities even that doesn't give them ability to influence my dreams."
Vision nodded and met her eyes suddenly serious "That's what we're trying to find out." His eyes flickered making her eye widen.
"You think it's Hydra don't you." She hissed looking at the two "They think that they are trying to get me to join them again and turn on the others. Or do they just think that?"
"Wanda I don't think th-" Peter said in attempt to calm the girl down.
"I just..." Wanda said her voice cracking as she spoke "I just can't believe that they would be able to do this. How would they that type of technology or people! They told me that I was the only one who had such powers and now-"
A loud cracking sound was heard next to them as her plate shattered with food dripping down onto the floor in a torn threes of mush. Peter's bowl of oatmeal came next with the oatmeal heating up burning through the plastic and into the table in a soup like substance.
She covered her mouth and let put a low whine before turning away from the two. Limbs shaking she leaned against the wall as if she was trying to hold herself together. Tears dripped down her eyes as the realization of the situation sit in with it the panic. Red glowed dully in her eyes as she gasped unable to find the words.
"Vision how strong are these dreams?"
"We don't know the others don't get them as bad as you do and your the only one who's powers activate while your asleep. All they seem to be doing is make your emotions spin put of control, they make you more prone to have fits of anger and your powers will respond to you without you knowing."
"If only I hadn't gone to Hydra in the first place, then none of this would be happening." A cry left her throat as she slid to the ground and went still allowing gasps and sobs to only leave her mouth.
Peter made his way over to the girl and wrapped his anres around her fragile form. He looked over at Vision and gave the man a look when he tried to come over to them.
"Go call the others while I stay with her." A loud popping sound was heard near them with a glass pane cracking. He tensed and looked urgently at him. "Quickly!"