Right, I'm sorry for the lateness of this chapter but I'm really having problems with the starting…the end was easy but its just the rest I'm worried about. Ok, here goes!

Key:

"…" Speech

'…' Thoughts

(…) Extra information

Songs are in bold

"Telepathic thoughts are in italic and speech marks"

Written letters or notes are underlined also when talking on the telephone the other line will be underlined

Chapter 14

VvV Wanda's Mission; the Scarlet Witch shows her True Colour VvV

The bouncer looked the girls up and down with what both of them presumed to be as admiration for the suitability of their outfits…well, one knew that was what he was thinking; the other could only presume and she guessed correctly.

"Names?" his voice was deep and, although his gaze lingered on the maturer of the two, only by age, it sounded slightly bored as if he had no care in the world that he was protecting a highly 'respectable' club from unwanted guests. His next words were spoken in the same tone, yet this time with a hint of a threat and a slight note that showed he had been reciting these words from the moment of employment; "if your name ain't on the list then you ain't welcome on the list," by the way that he took a deep breath after his first words it seemed to both girls that this could took a while. "And if your name ain't welcome on the list then you ain't welcome in the club so…"

"So we better scram before ya make us, yeh luv, we get the picture," a perked eyebrow and an incredulous expression met Betsy's interruption: it seemed the bouncer wasn't really used to being interrupted. "Look, I'm not on the list I'm only here to make sure she gets in luv, ok?" No response was needed and she waited for none, "good. Now lets get this sorted, names are not needed because they are not necessary," the Bouncer seemed to disagree by the way he opened his mouth to interrupt, but Betsy simply held up her card and repeated herself, "no luv, names are not needed; understand?"

The only answer required was a single nod and with that Wanda felt a hand pushing on her back and she stumbled through the open doors into the darkness beyond, she turned to give Betsy a last glance as the model began to walk away: a single glance was exchanged: no words; no 'good lucks' and then she had turned back round and walked back to the car. The view of Betsy's back walking away from her was the reality needed; there was no help now, she was alone, but the Bouncer's back was much more appealing; Wanda may be alone now, but she was in the business and she was about to be associated with company that the Scarlet Witch was looking forward to…although she really didn't know just how much she'd enjoy it.

A single figure moved through the crowds, her trained eyes searching frantically with her mind solely focussed on one purpose alone, yet that left the rest of her to focus on other things; mainly desire. Wanda paused in her search every now and then when a body caught her eye, when a face caught her attention and she would let the body rub up against her own, let the face whisper into her ear as the owners hands groped and felt, pushing fiercely up against her body. Sweating bodies rubbed and pushed against each other as she moved through the crowds, parting it as men moved back to let this goddess through, admiring her sexuality as the women would stare jealously at her; taking in her image, with some even using it for tips as to their image, lowering their tops and untying hair letting it flow over flowing bodies, allowing the whole body to mingle in the intense heat that was the dance.

Constantly searching through the heat and intensity of the dance floor was Wanda's intention yet sometimes her eyes would be drawn from the locked crowds to watch dancers; picking up the moves and flows of those about her, getting free tips from those who seemed to be either regulars to the dance floor or possibly professionals themselves.

She would press against bodies, allow their hands to mess with her hair; gripping it as she dipped against their bodies, allowing them to search her with hands that squeezed her ass intensely and gripped her hips and waist to twist her fresh body against their own. They would trail hands from her thighs, rubbing teasingly and suggestively along them, trailing them over her stomach to grip her waist and twist her to then travel up past her firm, bouncing breasts to run through her hair and then to reach up with her own hands, lifting them in the air as the guys would press their pelvis' into her own, rotating her hips to create more intense friction between them. But she would only ever allow a free map of her body and a quick twirl of heat before she would release her hands from groping grips to move on; find a new body as she made her way through the crowds until finally her quest was complete and Wanda appeared, flushed and sweating, through the dancers.

She was watched from afar, examined with a frown before her admirer turned back to his friend, perking an eyebrow in question, "yeh mate?"

"Y' don' have t' stare Johnny, y' in de club now; go introduce y' self, or jus' go dance," a smirk was met with another and John stood.

"C'ya mates," a chuckle met his comment from Remy and a bark of laughter from Matt before the guys both turned to the women who sat, snuggled closely into their sides with smirks of their own that seemed to hold secret amusements.

Ignoring the people who bumped into him as they danced at the edge of the crowds, not even giving him a glimpse, it was as if they were used to bumping into people who walked past, which, if you were a regular in clubs, you'd have to be, John made his way after the girl. His eyes were only set on one girl but he still pleasured his desire when girls appeared by his side and crooned up at him whilst their arms rapped around his neck. He gave them the feeling they desired and left, for although several came to him as he walked, John's desire wasn't satisfied because his mind was set on another presence that seemed to captivate him and her image seemed to dance like fire in his eyes; her smirk shining like embers as her body twisted around others, like fire itself; burning in intensity and heat. But it wasn't only her fiery moves that captivated him, it was the way she seemed so fresh; people who walked in the club doors were fresh the moment they walked in, but then again, the moment they stepped into the lustful heat of the dance floor that freshness melted away into pure intensity and desire. The difference about her that was so intriguing, not only to John but to other men, was the fact her desire for dance never faltered; the fact that her intensity only grew as she parted the crowds, it increased dramatically with each heating dance she involved herself in. Whether she dipped low, thrust herself towards men, gave them smouldering glances, rotated her pelvis against theirs, whatever she did she looked as appealing as possible. If she acted slutty she was thrust from men to men, if she acted shy it was like her body became a magnet to every guy she passed; they couldn't take their eyes from her hips that swung rhythmically, from breasts that seemed to explode from a top a tad bit too small for them, from legs that went on and on, so slim and appealing.

Every dip of her hips as she walked, ever shake of her gorgeous, glossy hair that swung and shined in the dim light of the giant disco ball hanging from the ceiling was watched by John. The bar was the place he intended to corner her, as she appeared to be aiming for it, but at the last minute with a single pause and glimpse around herself, the girl changed direction and headed for the DJ booth with a look that gave her an aura of determination. It was that single look that caught the DJ's eye as he skimmed the crowd and he signalled for another to take his place as he grabbed his drink, strutting confidently down from the podium to lean against the wall she was backed against.

A smouldering look was given to the DJ as Wanda turned giving herself a secretive smirk, knowing the plan was working, and she knew he couldn't resist her look; it was the one they had taught her in her seduction section of the assassin course, the one you had to reserve for necessary occasions and this was it. He took the look in straight away and returned a less intense version that was obviously the best he could do, 'he needs practice…' Wanda intended to say this and she would have, if this wasn't so important, instead she turned it into what she presumed to be a casual yet flirtatious introduction; "hey."

The DJ smirked as he caught the hidden meaning of that introduction; the introduction was obvious, yet it gave a slight hint for him to return the gesture, and it portrayed her 'attraction' on those three single letters, it told him of her 'desire' in that single syllable, "hey there, and who would you be darlin'?"

"The names Catherine, but you can call me Cat, hunny," Wanda twirled her hair through her fingers innocently and bit her lip in a manner to make it look as if she were acting naughty.

"The names Joe babes…well I better get back to work, but why don't you come up?" he nodded towards the booth with a suggestive smirk.

The plan was working and she showed it with a smirk of confidence and a nod that clearly said 'oh this asshole is easy,' but he only took it as a yes and returned the smirk, opening the door for Wanda and groping her ass as the Goth started to climb the stairs. Her patience was wearing thin and it was all she could do not to punch him in the nuts, but her look of inner fighting was only seen by a single person, because as soon as Joe joined her on the stairs her expression was all smirks. He still didn't notice her glare and clenched fists, possibly because he had walked ahead of her to high five the fellow DJ's and to introduce the lucky lady who was to join him in the booth, a smirk was all she gave but, unknown to Joe, they were smirks that said 'you even think of groping my ass and this fist will go in your faces.'

A second later she had ascended the next small flight of stairs and joined Joe next to the booth where she watched him introduce himself to screaming crowds.

His voice was bouncy, confident and it was as quick as Pietro's when the boy had been at the sugar, "well hey there girls and guys I hope your all ready to shake your asses!" his yell was met with screams and he smirked, "Joe's my name and DJ-ing…its so my game!" with those words the disk was flipped and Joe started his work.

Focussed was his mind for sure, but, to her relief it wasn't focussed on Wanda so she was now free to look about the crowds, so she did; she took in the familiar dance floor but now her attention skimmed over the seating area, which held dozens of circular sofa-like seats, all situated around tables that held numerous bags, accessories and drinks. Crowds were sat around each placement, fitting ten at the maximum so in many cases there were others leant against the seats, holding drinks as they chatted to flirts, passing drinks to others as many got involved in heated make out sessions.

The place was flooded with hundreds people, and to think; this was a 'guest only' night-club…she thought those two words would make this job easy, but it was a lot harder than she wanted it to be, not to say that Wanda hadn't anticipated it. That was why the DJ booth idea was so ideal; it was the highest point in the club, this could make it difficult to pinpoint her man but it made things easier…it gave her more opportunities but created more problems.

However just as Wanda was giving up hope at this idea her eyes spotted something much more interesting. It wasn't hard to spot him; his hair being bright, flaming orange and all…well how could you not spot it; it was like a lighthouse in an ebony black night, and it looked like she hadn't just caught his attention; by the way their eyes connected from even this distance he had been watching her. She was difficult to spot, the night club was black and red…and that meant the DJ booth was decorated in the same manner, so she blended in perfectly, 'he must have had his eyes on me from the minute is stepped out of those crowds…' Wanda had no idea just how accurate her idea was but she didn't pay second thought because she had more pressing matters to hand. Although, turning from him was rather difficult: it was like there was something about him that she couldn't stop looking at because she appeared to not be able to turn her gaze from him, her eyes were glued to his but after a while she managed to drag her head from his and not turn back.

Her heart lurched and she immediately regretted the decision; his eyes were so alluring, they sparkled in the darkness and were so bright, so cheerful and…and sexy. 'Where did that come from! Sexy…they're a pair of eyes!' Wanda rolled her own eyes at herself but returned to focus herself on the matter at present and then she saw it; a flash of green. It was only slight; the guy had decided to dye his hair a hunter green that Rogue would have deeply approved of, so it was a dark, almost black, green, but Wanda spotted it and her smile was the only give away of the fact that she had seen something she was so grateful for. What was better was the fact that, when she found him again she spotted the same guy she had been watching earlier seated next to him, as well as someone else that she recognised; the fact that her prey seemed to know two people she had met before helped matters greatly. So Wanda took advantage.

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"Well hey there," a smile exchanged people and Wanda was offered a seat next to Remy, who obviously had rejected his girl the moment Wanda came to the area. A frown framed the girl's lips as Remy turned his back to her and, with a huff, she stood; heading to the bar to find some other easy prey. "Your…uh, Wendy right?"

"Wanda, and your Remy" the girl smirked but turned away from Remy to give a smile to the two men opposite her, "and you must be John," a smile passed between the Wanda and the guy in question but he could only give a nod…his lips were so dry and they felt like they were glued together. "And you are?"

Lips cracked as John managed to open his mouth, "this is our mate Matt, Matt this is Wanda, we met her earlier today," Matt held out a tanned hand and took Wanda's own pale one; comparing the two skin tones amusedly before he gave Wanda back her hand.

Leaning back in his chair, Matt rapped an arm around the girl sitting beside him and smirked, "ever thought of sunbathing?" the girl beside him let out a tinkling laugh but Wanda only smiled, 'get to know him; politeness girl…just give him a witty comment back.'

"Pale skin is normally associated with Goths, it gives them their trademark 'creepy' look, tans just make someone look…like their trying too hard," she smirked and both John and Remy let out laughs, although so did Matt which was a good sign.

"So do you not think Goth's can look Gothic with a tan? Coz I think I look pretty Gothic like this, and I'd have to if I wanted to fit in with this club," he laughed and took a sip of his drink, "and I'd know all about the club, my step-father being the owner and all." another laugh escaped his lips but it was colder and his eyes seemed to flash with anger.

Pretending to be surprised and ignoring the anger, Wanda leant forward, "your step-father? The Mr Dyne is your step-father!"

"That's the one, although my name's not Dyne, but that's still the one; he married my mother, I never really approved of it."

"Blimey, well I certainly know who to make friends with if I ever want to get into a club around here," Wanda laughed and the rest of the group joined in but one was forced and Wanda could tell. The answer was clear when her gaze turned to John who was watching her like a hawk, how could he not? The interaction between them earlier hadn't been verbal, they'd just stared at each other but he felt the spark and that's what intrigued him, that's what intrigued them both.

Wanda sat watching him as he stared at her before he finally broke the silence between them, "wanna dance?" Wanda smirked and held out her hand, watching curiously as John stood and took it, leading her to the dance floor. They reached it and started to twist their way through, both gripping onto each other tightly to not only prove that they didn't want anyone to dance with because they already had a partner, but also to make sure they didn't lose each other.

Once they had found a gap in the dance floor that seemed suitable John twirled Wanda into his side and he interlocked their fingers, looking deeply into her eyes as she swayed with him, their bodies pressed close together with her chest pressed into his, their eyes locked in an intense gaze. But then John released one hand and lifted the interlocked one, twirling Wanda so her back was pressed onto him, her ass rubbing sneakily against his crotch and as John gasped Wanda looked up at him with an innocent gaze. Bringing her head down to rest against his neck she pressed her back even closer to him, lifting both hands to rap around John's neck as the Aussie placed a gentle grip on her hips. They got comfortable and Wanda brought her hands down to lay them on John's, interlocking their fingers together again before they both began to sing along to the song.

Wanda - "Open up ya mouth, ya grill gleaming

Eyes stay low from da cheifin"

John – "I got a grill I call penny candy you know what that means,
It look like Now n Laters, gum drops, jelly beans
I wouldn't leave it for nothin only a crazy man would
So if you catch me in ya city, somewhere out in ya hood just say"

W –"Smile fo me daddy"
J – "What you lookin at"
W –"Let me see ya grill"
J –"Let you see my what"
W –"Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill"
J –"Rob da jewellery store and tell 'em make me a grill"
W –"Smile fo me daddy"
J –"What you lookin at"
W –"I want to see your grill"
J –"You wanna see my what"
W –"Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill"
J –"Had a whole top diamonds and da bottom Row's gold"

"This is the most ridiculous song ever," Wanda laughed as she danced against John but still carried on singing.

His gaze had turned to her as Wanda spoke, watching as she danced against him, "you seem to be enjoying it though Sheila," she laughed again and the noise rang through his ears pleasantly.

"Its not like I can go up there and ask him to change it or anything."

John's gaze was straight and he watched her closely as she laughed, "you seemed quite comfortable up there with him earlier," he turned his eyes to look around, but John still felt Wanda's gaze land on him and he turned back to face her curious expression.

She was shocked at the fact he'd actually admitted he had been watching her but she decided against pressing the matter and spoke again with a laugh, "I was bored enough so I felt I might as well have some fun."

"You must have been damned bored then," they both laughed together and John watched her with a fire burning in his eyes before he made a quick decision his hands travelled slowly from Wanda's hips as they swayed together, up to her face and John placed one hand behind Wanda's head, snaking it into her hair as he used the other hand to pull her face closer to his.

He only needed to use a single finger placed on Wanda's chin to lead her lips to his own and they crashed together, kissing each other intensely but John wasn't satisfied. He bit Wanda's lip lightly and she gasped, allowing his tongue to sneak in and it rubbed against her own, their tongues rubbing and entwining as their kiss became heated. Wanda moaned against John's mouth causing a vibration to erupt in their mouths, and Wanda started to run her hands teasingly up John's chest in need for deeper contact, feeling the tense muscles in his stomach and chest. She left them on his upper chest and leant further into John, literally allowing herself to collapse into his body whilst he rapped both hands around her waist tightly. They had no idea how long the kiss lasted, they were brought into a world of their own as fireworks erupted in both their minds, sparks flying in all directions. But then the kiss ended when Wanda pulled apart for breath, John leaning to give her a short kiss on the lips as they both stood together, gazing into each others eyes with a satisfied desire, getting their breath back; both of them left utterly breathless.

By now the song had changed and, as they came back to reality, so did Wanda's dancing, she pressed her chest further into John, both staring into each others eyes with such desire as they began to sing together again, swaying slowly

W - You got, you got, you got
what it takes to make me leave my man

Wanda ran a finger along John's lip as she sang, tracing them lightly and as John began to sing he copied the motion

J - It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad


W - It's hard for me to control myself

and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

John lifted Wanda's leg and rapped it around his waist, pressing his crotch into hers and she let out a moan before he dropped her leg and pulled Wanda back towards him, placing both hands on her ass and pushing her body into his

J - Temptation is a mother
How we lust for one another
We barely know each other
Yet we're waddling like we're lovers
The air is full of passion
The strobe lights are flashing

The lights in the club flashed as the music bounced around the club causing people to cheer

The hustlers throw cashin'
The bartender keeps splashin'
Her moves were so erotic
Her gaze was so hypnotic
I begged this girl to stop it
But she continued to pop it

You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your Sidekick
Because the after party is at my body
Meet me you're invited

W - You got, you got, you got
what it takes to make me leave my man

J - It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad

It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself

W - It's hard for me to control myself

and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

J - She licked, off, her lip, gloss

Wanda licked her lips seductively at John and laughed as his mouth fell open, but she simply used a single finger to close it before she turned to press her back against his again

Her hips, tossed, back, and forth
Side, to side, and up, and down

Her hips did as John said and he watched them as if mesmerised

She touched, the ground, it turned, me out

Wanda bent over, running a finger over the ground as she pressed her ass into John's crotch and he gripped her hips tighter when she lifted up, feeling as she rubbed into him further

I'm battling desire
Lord help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancing in a circle

Wanda let go of John and lifted her arms above her head, belly-dancing before she ran a hand along her body, beckoning to John with a single finger and he complied, walking to her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to him. Wanda rubbed her back against his chest erotically and John growled seductively, making her laugh

When I feel like this I can't resist
Stop it don't make me hurt you

The next words were sung but not from John or Wanda, but from some people next to them and both Wanda and John turned to face Remy and Matt who were now dancing next to them with some girls they must have picked up. The group danced for a while until the song ended and Wanda watched as Matt let go of the girl he was dancing with.

"Nice dancing with you babes, I'll call ya," he kissed the chick on the lips and she disappeared but not before he had, back through the crowds, no doubt heading to the table.

"Well, Remy tink he be going back now, make sure he doesn't decide t' leave us again," Remy looked at John with a raised eyebrow and a hidden message passed between them.

Wanda watched the exchange and smirked, her time had come and this better work, "I think I'm gonna go back coz I'm a bit tired so why don't I watch him for you" She took in John's disappointed expression and her heart ached but she had to be strong, it was just at that time that a solution appeared.

A girl departed from the crowds spotting a free agent and attached herself to John, Wanda watched this and a fire seemed to erupt in her stomach that she realised was jealousy…but in moments she made it leave her alone and she smiled, "have fun." Wanda turned from the guys with a smile and a wave, not taking her eyes off of John until people separated them.

She appeared moments later on the other side of the crowds, looking around desperately, 'he can't of left…I mean, I wouldn't of been surprised; those two must be the guys making sure he doesn't run off again.' Wanda looked again and then her gaze landed on a lone figure sat where the guys had been earlier, and she recognised it as Matt. Her footsteps were quick as she headed for him but she was beat to it as a girl slid next to him, that was until Wanda appeared next to the seat.

"Move it red, he's taken," the girl looked shocked but released Matt's arm and jumped up, no doubt because of the murderous glint in Wanda's eye. "Sorry about that, just wanted a time to chat with you; get to know you."

"I'm used to it girl," Matt lit up a cigarette and rapped the arm around Wanda's shoulders, but she simply took it from his hand and took a drag, "hey!"

"What? You were offering," she laughed and then turned back to Matthew, "so where's your wife?"

Matt frowned at Wanda, "what?" but then he followed her nod to his finger and fiddled with the ring, "oh; you saw that," he laughed and then turned to her, "you married?" a shake of her head was all necessary but Matt noticed the look that showed she really didn't care about it, "five years now…got married when she was 18 and when I was 19; I'm 24 now." Another smile, but this time to himself, "she was the perfect girl…my dream woman, she was going clubbing with me but she was ill so she's staying at a hotel not far from here. Her name's Xi'an Coy Manh, she didn't change it when we married, her first name is pronounced Shan but spelt X-I-'-a-n, but I just call her by her nickname; Karma, everyone does. I can tell you two would get on well; she was a prep and cheerleader back when we were young, but she's changed now mainly because she saw the world from my point of view as well as her own…" he paused as he thought something over and then looked at Wanda seriously. "you don't have a problem with mutants do ya?"

"Why would a mutant have a problem with her own kind?" Wanda smirked as Matt's eyes widened.

"Your one! Me too," he laughed for no particular reason and took a drag of his cigarette, "well…it was after she had a bit of a problem with her powers; no one else knew what was happening and they had no idea it was mutancy but, well with her powers she takes over a persons mind and body. She did it by accident and no one had a clue what was going on apart from me, I knew the moment her eyes misted over…they just shone with this white light," Matt bit his lip as he remembered and turned to Wanda, "it was so scary and she was terrified but I helped her, she even thought about her name with my help; Karma. We started dating a week after and it just all coasted from there, what are your powers like?"

"I call myself the Scarlet Witch, because I love the colour red and my powers are hexing powers; I can turn anything and everything against my opponents in my favour you know; someone uses their powers against me then I turn them straight back around and use their powers against them." Wanda smirked and took another drag, "beat that."

Matt simply looked uninterested, to my father and everyone who thinks they know me I'm Matthew Dyne. To my mother and my darling wife…I'm Sebastian Shaw; Black King of the Hellfire Club, I am able to take any force you throw at me no matter how big or small and I am able to throw it straight back at you with twice as much force." He took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Wanda through the smoke, "good enough?"

She smirked and Sebastian laughed, before his eyes widened as he thought of a brilliant idea, "say, we've talked about her…so why don't you come and meet my wife, I'm sure she'd love to meet you. She was always the sociable type and to meet someone new would be wonderful for her; she'd forget about the illness in no time and you two would become such great friends."

Wanda pretended again to be surprised, "I'd love to," she smiled but smirked behind Matt's back as he stood up.

"We'll have to go out the back way, otherwise they'll see me leaving; John and Remy I mean, they're great blokes and all…but I can't stand having people watch over me because of my father." Matt turned to Wanda with an smile that clearly questioned her understanding and she nodded before he directed her out of the club to his car.

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"Karma, are you awake hunny?" Matthew entered Karma's room but saw no one there, "Karma?" appearing at the door with a letter in hand Wanda held it out, "Matt, this is for you."

Dear Sebastian,

I'm sorry I'm not here darling, the illness got a bit much for me this afternoon and we had to call a doctor; he suggested I went home, so don't worry I'm completely safe. By the time you've got this letter I will have got home and a maid will have left a message on the answer phone ok darling.

I hope you had fun and that you made friends with Remy and John, they sounded delightful and I hope to meet them sometime.

Love you darling,

Love Karma xxx

Matt passed the letter to Wanda who read it, "she's wonderful isn't she," it was more of a statement but Wanda nodded anyway and turned to look around the hotel suite. "Would you like a drink?"

"Water please," Wanda smiled at Matt and followed him to the kitchen as he got her a glass of water and one for himself. It was then that Wanda put her plan into action, before Matt had a chance to touch his glass she had pointed out of the window, "what a view!" Matt came to stand next to Wanda and smiled, not noticing as she slipped away to the cabinet…it all happened so quickly: one minute she had passed him the drink; the next he was collapsing on the floor…he never noticed the pill that was bubbling away as he drank.

Wanda laughed delightedly and used her powers to lift Matt onto a sofa in the living room next door, then she proceeded to the phone and in moments was connected and speaking to Mr Dyne. "Hello Mr Dyne, you don't know who I am and I won't tell you, all I will tell you is that your son is here in his hotel suite, alone, with me, a gun pointed directly at his head and a clock counting down five minutes for me: that is how long you have till I shoot; that is how long you have to get here."

"What? How the hell- "

"Five minutes and counting…well, four and a half now."

"I'm on my way, just don't hurt him!"

Oh I won't, as long as you come alone, and when you enter the room do not do anything to surprise me; I'd hate to have to do anything irrational…" the click of a gun was heard and Wanda swore she heard Mr Dyne jump on the other line.

"I'm on my way!" the phone line went dead and Wanda looked at it with a perked eyebrow, 'rude; the bastard hung up on me…that's my job!'

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Wanda stared at the door as she waited; four minutes had passed since her phone call and Mr Dyne should of arrived by now, and just as she was about to phone him again the door burst open as Mr Dyne rushed in; a gun now pointed straight at his face. "Didn't I tell you not to surprise me?" Wanda smirked at Mr Dyne's horrified expression and gestured with the gun for him to take a seat, yet her smirk changing to a scowl as she was ignored. Mr Dyne stood over Sebastian and put a finger to his neck to feel for a pulse, yet he jumped up as a shot fired and a bullet flashed through the air next to his head, "I would advise you to take a seat." Wanda tilted her head at Mr Dyne and smirked as he sat quickly on a sofa, still staring worriedly down at his son.

"But…but Xavier told me…he said they'd keep him safe," Mr Dyne stared worriedly at his son Sebastian as he let out a small moan in his unconscious state.

Wanda smirked and leaned back in her armchair, letting slip a cold laugh that echoed throughout the room, "oh yes, well Xavier never thought properly about who he was dealing with, he didn't even know who it was that was putting you and your son in such danger. He knows of us, yes, but he doesn't know about us, does he now? He didn't even know about me did he?" Wanda laughed again and gazed down at Sebastian as he began to stir, "of course it won't matter to Xavier anymore after this; you can't blame him for this because it won't be possible." Wanda smirked at Mr Dyne's confused expression and then watched as Sebastian slowly opened his eyes and laid them on her, "good to see you awake Sebastian, I was hoping you'd wake up in time for my explanation," she gestured to the sofa on which sat Sebastian's step-father, "please, do take a seat."

Sebastian got up but took one look at the sofa and scowled, standing where he was, "like I'd sit next to him; this is all his fault!" he turned away from his step-father and sat in one of the armchairs littering the room.

Wanda smirked but then her expression turned serious as she started her explanation, the only hint that she was finding this all humouring being the twinkle in her eyes, "you see Mr Dyne, all your life you have feared for your son; worried that he would be murdered at any point in his life for the things you have done, for the enemies you have acquired. Yet what you truly don't understand is the fact that Sebastian has nothing to do with your life; he means absolutely nothing to our company and his death would only be a waste of time, weapons and assassins. The only reason he is here now is because from the moment I met him I pitied him; encased by his father's worries and trapped between a life he deeply desires and a life controlled utterly by his father, yet he doesn't care for the latter; he despises you and cares nothing for you, for Christ's sake you don't know anything about him…you don't even know his real name, all he wants is the former; a life away from all the problems you give him. The only way to rid Sebastian of the problems is to rid him of the cause; your annihilation gives him back his life and all he wants with it, yet not only will it benefit him, it will benefit me in performing my job correctly and also benefit numerous companies who want you dead and gone." Wanda stood from her chair and faced Mr Dyne who sat shaking in the sofa, "so without further ado…"

"Wait." Sebastian's voice made Wanda pause in her footsteps and she turned to face him, fury etched in her expression; 'never prevent a predator from having their prey you stupid fool,' yet as Wanda made eye-contact with him her fury softened slightly, "I just wanted to say a few last words." Sebastian moved in front of Wanda and faced his father who gave him a pleading expression that Sebastian ignored, "I hate you and I told you right from the start that I would make you pay for ever getting involved in my mother's life and mine, but it looks like I wont have to bother at all, which suits me just fine."

Sebastian turned from his father and walked to the door, turning to Wanda as he placed his hand on the door handle, "thank you for this; you have given me back my life, and all I can give you in return is a single message; have fun… in fact, actually I can give you more; if you ever need me for anything whether its just for a friend or for my powers then just call me, me and my wife, Xi'an, will be there for you." Sebastian gave Wanda his number, imitated her smirk and left the room, never turning back to look at his father, knowing that he would never have to see him again.

The Scarlet Witch let out a cold laugh as Mr Dyne shrunk as far back into the sofa as possible, "oh I will," she advanced on Mr Dyne and as soon as she took a step her hands began to glow. The Scarlet Witch lifted her hands up and as she did the glow encased Mr Dyne, lifting him with them and with a smirk she began to clench her fists, her laughter drowned by Mr Dyne's screams of pain as the glow contracted on him, crushing him slowly and mercilessly.

Then the Scarlet Witch began to open her hands; the palms facing Mr Dyne as he was released, yet as soon as he began to get comfortable her fists clenched again and his cries racked the room, echoing through the Scarlet Witch's ears as once again she unclenched her fists. But as soon as Mr Dyne was released from the crushing pain the Scarlet Witch made a swiping move with a single hand and his body was thrown into a bookcase that gave way with the force and fell down, crushing Edmund beneath it. The Scarlet Witch laughed and lifted the bookcase with her powers, kneeling down to look at her victim as he writhed in pain, moaning as he tried to get his breath back; the blood pouring from a book that had penetrated his chest. She smirked and stood up, releasing the bookcase from her powers and laughing as it dropped on Edmund, a crunching sound echoing through the room as the book was pushed further through his rib-cage, cracking them and penetrating his lungs and heart. Yet still the Scarlet Witch wasn't finished and she threw the bookcase off of him before she picked him up off the floor herself by the collar of his suit jacket, holding him away from herself to prevent any blood from spoiling her outfit.

"Aw, how sweet of you Mr Dyne, scarlet; my favourite colour," she laughed coldly and walked to the balcony doors, opening them up using her powers and walking out of them still holding Mr Dyne in her grip. "Why don't you show the rest of this town what a gorgeous colour it really is," to show him exactly what she meant the Scarlet Witch lifted him higher and leant on the balcony railings, grabbing hold of Mr Dyne's wrists as she dangled him teasingly over the balcony. Screams of horror mingled with Mr Dyne's, ripping through the night as blood splattered from his dying body onto the ground and the people below, but this only caused the Scarlet Witch to let out another cold laugh before releasing both wrists and watching as her victim plummeted from the 20story hotel room. He landed on the ground far below with a smacking sound, his blood pooling from his mangled body, really showing the Scarlet Witch her favourite colour indeed.

She turned from the window with a smirk and hurried from the room, pausing to pick up John's mobile phone before she left with it clutched tightly in her hand.

End of Chapter

Ok…that ending was a bit more gory then I thought it would be, but I do like it! still, it is quite gross…anyways; so yay! Wanda completed her mission successfully and I did tell you there would be lots of JONDA didn't I! I only hope you got enough! Love Thrills, xxx

Ooh, and here are some extra ages, these just are some people who would be a bit more important to tell and also I will remind you of the girls and some of them need to be older for this to work :D ;

Wanda - 20

Rogue - 20

Kitty - 20

Lexa - 20

Lorna - 34

Betsy - 32

John - 23

Remy - 25

Piotr - 36

Warren - 32

Lance - 20

Pietro - 20

Jean - 21

Scott - 20

Kurt - 20

Amanda - 19