Hey guys! so as you can see i started another fanfiction (although i haven;t finished my prior ones yet). However let's see how this goes. If i get a good response and if you're all interested in the way this fic is turning out then i'll continue. If the response isn't what i was lloking for, then we'll see what happens. Luv ya! Happy Reading ;)
Wanda kept thrashing in her bed as the terror continued in her sleep. Sweat coated her body and her whole body tensed as she relived the moment during the battle in Sokovia, the moment she felt her brother's heart stop beating. That all too familiar feeling of her heart ripping and breaking into a million pieces struck her once more.
She woke up screaming like how she had done the entire three weeks after the battle… but this was the first time in months she screamed herself awake. Something was different, something was wrong. She sat up on her bed as she tried to piece together what she just felt.
No, it had been months; that's impossible.
"Wands." Someone knocked on the door. When she gave permission for them to enter the Vision was at the doorway, the only other Avenger who was staying on the same floor of the tower.
"I am sorry if I alarmed you." Wanda apologized.
"You were having a nightmare and you released your power once you awoke. Do not apologize for something completely normal." He said. "Also do not be surprised if anyone else comes to see you. If you'd like I can tell them all is well."
"I think I need to speak with everyone." Wanda spoke.
"For what?" he asked as she stood on her feet. She looked out the window and tried to find the words to describe what she had felt moments prior.
"I don't know if I'm going crazy… but I think my brother is alive."