A/N
Please forgive my delayed update I got really sick then my baby boy got really sick. It was a rough few weeks. I am really going to work hard to finish this through Infinity War. Is everyone getting STOKED for Endgame?! I am counting down the days! Anyway hope you enjoy my latest update.
Furia drew in a breath while Bucky banged against the ice behind her with his vibranium arm. It chipped away in large chunks as he slowly made progress.
"Furia!" He yelled hoping she would reply, so he would know she was at least alive.
"H-how are you-" Before she could finish speaking the other man Cratyk had been with appeared. His skin was the color of pewter and his eyes were jet black. He grabbed her by the arm, and before she could blink, she felt a sudden jerk pull her body in each direction. The air seemed thin as as she gasped from the lack of oxygen. Then suddenly taking in her new surrounding, Furia stood inside a windowless room. The air was cold and there seemed to be no way out.
"What the fuck?' She said aloud. Feeling suddenly panicked, ice covered her hair and fingertips from her emotions. Moving toward the walls, she covered her hand in ice before bashing her fist against it. The impact made a harsh noise as the sound seemed to bounce off of each wall. Cringing, Furia blasted shards of ice to no avail.
Catching her by surprise, her cousin and the man who had apparently transported her there suddenly appeared.
"Furia." Cratyk started out. His pale skin matched hers and a maroon marking covered his left cheek.
"Where the hell am I?" She asked, impatiently.
"In our most secure location here on Terra. It is practically impossible to enter or exit without teleporting." Cratyk answered honestly.
"Why did you bring me here?" She could feel her own anger and confusion rising until it seemed to cloud her thoughts. She could barely comprehend the idea of Cratyk being alive let alone that he'd basically kidnapped her. "I didn't even- I thought you were dead."
Cratyk moved toward her. "I've been looking for you for so long." His silver hair was kept short against his scalp and his emerald eye was as vibrant as hers, but unlike the white gold of her other eye, Cratyk's was almost neon orange. A thin line of ice blue, that moved like a crack on cement, cut through the orange; almost a signature of the fire and ice he could wield and control.
"You are just as beautiful as your mother." Cratyk started out. "I'm sorry you spent so many years on this planet alone. The people here- they are weak, and craved the power you possess."
She shook her head. "Quit vibing me." She hissed. "Why won't you answer my questions?" She yelled as her hair began to frost. "How the hell are you alive?" Furia's lip seemed to quiver while she clenched her fists, holding back her sadness.
"The man- whoever he was- ripped our hovercraft in half." She started out. "I don't even know how my father and I made it-"
"You really don't know?" Cratyk looked surprised, and by his expression Furia began to wonder if the dream she'd had was real. She wondered if she'd had it because Cratyk had survived and was closer than he'd ever been. Here. On earth; their powers somehow connecting them.
"You-" She began to say before he cut her off.
"You would have done the same, given the chance." He said, brushing off his deed.
Looking deep into her eyes, Cratyk shared a memory. As it began to flood her very thoughts, Furia could see it play out before her like she was truly there…
Cratyk's flames guarded Furia and her father like a wall, forcing several of Thanos' men back. The fire raged with vengeance; unstoppable and full of every ounce of anger he felt at the loss of his mother.
With a violent scream, Cratyk threw a blast of cold toward the grey skinned man. His sinister smile grew larger while he raised his hand to block Cratyk's blast. The boy was powerful, that much was obvious. But too few could match Ebony's power of telekinesis.
Using his flames instead, Cratyk moved his hand to face the man. As fire moved toward Ebony at a threatening pace, he lifted his other hand to block the heat from reach him.
A shade of crimson seemed to illuminate the young Cratyk who was giving everything he had into the attack. Fire and ice hurled toward Ebony with such an immense force, even he struggled to hold it back. His blocked caused both the shards of ice and flames to ricochet outward, bringing death to many of Thanos' army. Ebony's feet skid across the soil while he sneered. He was impressed with his skill but was growing tired of his tantrum.
Without warning, Cratyk could feel his legs give out and he hit the ground. Pain began to move throughout his leg as he realized a shard of rock now embedded deep into his thigh. With the sudden impact of another sharp rock in his shoulder, his flames and ice began to fade, until he could no longer retain them at all.
At least twenty men lay around the young boy; their bodies lifeless from his attack. Ebony walked with his hands clasped behind his back. He smiled as he made his way toward the young boy.
Having passed out from the pain, Ebony used his telekinesis to move Cratyk. He floated above the ground; his body moving alongside Ebony who glanced at him with the tiniest of smirks.
"I believe you are worthy of meeting him, and what an honor it will be for you." Ebony said…
As the memory faded, Furia looked at her cousin somberly. "Are you- are you telling me Thanos took you in?" Her stomach seemed to turn at the thought while her skin grew cold from her anger.
"Why so disturbed, cousin? My father has trained me well and taught me the importance of balance throughout the universe." Cratyk said with surprise in his voice. He didn't understand what could bother her. His father was merciful.
"Cratyk." Furia's heart pounded against her chest. "Are you seriously telling me what happened to Zendika-" Furia swallowed, remembering her mother. "What happened.. to us. Was a good thing?"
Cratyk smiled. "There is much you have to learn and I will show you." He paused forcing thoughts inside her head that caused her to cringe.
There was something dark about his intentions and she could sense it. It was the way he entered her mind that felt almost painful, and yet she couldn't vibe him. He was connecting to her but keeping her out.
Suddenly, a thought hit her like a ton of bricks. This wasn't just about sharing his past. This was about changing her opinion and through force if necessary. In that moment, Furia knew Cratyk was no longer her cousin. He was a son of Thanos.
Bucky stood inside the quinjet with the rest of their crew. His eyes were tightly closed as he slammed his fist against the wall of the jet, the sound echoing around each of them violently.
"Damnit!" He yelled, banging his fist again.
Natasha looked to Steve as if he should say something and he knew in that moment he was the only one who could get through to his friend. The girl he loved was missing and with the building having caught fire and the sirens heard in the distance, they had no choice but to get out before being seen. But even if they could have stayed, there was nothing that could have lead them to her. Her tracker, that each of them had attached to their clothing, was malfunctioning(Natasha believed it was due to wherever they'd taken her. Likely the place was magnetic or they had a device to scramble the signal) Beyond that, they'd taken the weapons with them which left them without a job to do.
"Buck." Steve started out. He placed a hand on Bucky's shoulder. "We're gonna find her."
Bucky turned to face Steve looking resolute. "I won't stop until we do."
Natasha moved toward Bucky, ready to assist him anyway she could. "Does anyone know who they were? Or why they all but did our job for us?"
"He's Zendikan. He has to be. He spoke to me in my mind. The only difference between him and Furia was his ability to manipulate fire as well as ice."
"What did he say?" Steve asked.
"That my bullets wouldn't work. He'd already read my mind. He knew I was there."
"Nothing else?" T'Challa questioned.
Bucky shook his head. "I wish he had. I've been trying to reach out to Furia. She has this easy connection with me, and always seems to know when I'm trying to get her to vibe me, but-" He sighed running a hand through his dark hair. "Nothing. It's almost like she's shutting me out."
Steve narrowed his gaze thoughtfully. "If he is Zendikan then it's likely he took her because he knows her." Steve looked to each of them before continuing. "Think about it. The guy could have taken us out. Easily." He pointed to Bucky. "He even knew you were on the rooftop. And yet all of us are okay. He also left the guards alive but subdued which means he wasn't there for them. But he took the weapons-" He paused considering his own words. "He didn't view us or Graham's men as a threat. But the weapons were, which means he had the same goal in mind."
"You're saying he's a vigilante?" Natasha said, unconvinced.
"No. A guy that powerful with equally powerful friends doesn't care about the safety of others. But he might not want us with weapons that threaten his."
T'Challa looked to Okoye as they both silently agreed. "And what of Furia?" T'Challa asked.
Bucky's eyes grew large as he remembered Furia's recent dream. She'd told him how she'd never remembered a part of her escape until that morning. Was it possible? He thought to himself, wondering if her cousin had been close enough would his memories vibe with her own... It wouldn't be the first time Furia had envisioned something because of another's mind(it was how they met after all).
"I think it might be Furia's cousin. She recently told me she'd dreamed he had saved her and up until then she couldn't remember most of her escape. Furia has had visions before and I think she might have sensed he was close and maybe their minds connected so she dreamed of him and he found her." Bucky told them.
Steve nodded. "You're probably right."
Natasha looked toward Steve. "Okay, but even knowing that how do we find them?"
Suddenly Steve smirked as an idea struck him. "We go to someone who can do what they can." He looked to his team, smiling at each of them. "We go to Wanda."
"Why am I here?" Furia asked hesitantly. Her eyes were fixed on Cratyk who leaned against the metal wall.
The room was approximately eight feet high and twenty feet long and was lit by a single bulb hanging at the very center of the ceiling. If Furia had to guess she would have thought they were inside a shipping crate.
"It's safer here for you, until I can train you. It is better you meet Father at your greatest potential."
Furia gave him a look as if he'd just said the most ridiculous thing. "Train me? Are you serious? You kidnapped me to train me so I could meet the piece of shit who killed most of our people?"
Xermo looked to Cratyk. His coal eyes glanced to Furia with a look of disgust as he spoke. "I told you this was useless. She dares to insult Thanos!"
Cratyk raised his hand to silence his companion. It was clear Xermo was angry but remained quiet. "She was never taught as we were. I was angry before Thanos enlightened me of the truth."
Furia felt her own rage build until it seemed nothing would hold it back. Her patience was all but gone as she made the decision to escape. Blasting them both with shards of ice, three pierced Xermo's chest as he dropped to the floor; a look of surprise left on his face with his last breath. Cratyk managed to block her attack, covering his body in a shield of cold. He smiled with delight at her skill, amazed she was able to catch Xermo off guard(he'd seen him avoid bullets and kill fifty men with ease).
"Thanos will be pleased! You are truly amazing!"
Furia continued to blast Cratyk with as much cold as she could fathom, hoping to at least cause him to fall back, but her cousin soon closed his eyes, invading her mind in a way she'd never experienced. It went beyond vibing and straight for manipulation. An urge to stop using her abilities began to take over her thoughts until Furia's hands involuntarily moved to her sides. She strained to resist the control but found herself falling to her knees by no choice of her own.
Looking up at her cousin, Cratyk smiled at Furia's sudden shock. Kneeling to meet her eye level, he spoke. "I can do a hell of a lot more than get your mind to think about surrendering and if you let me train you, Furia, there's a chance you could too."
"Thank you for everything." Steve started out, taking T'Challa's hand. "We're lucky to have you as a friend."
"So are we." T'Challa admitted. "I am sorry Okoye and I must be getting back but we shouldn't be away from Wakanda any longer."
Steve waved him off. "You run a country." He started with a smile "Just the fact that you're giving us a jet is more than enough help."
T'Challa then turned to Bucky, who was doing his best to remain polite but his eyes could not hold back the turmoil of his heart. "Furia is strong and I am certain you will find her."
With a small grin, Bucky sighed. "Thank you, T'Challa. For everything you've done."
"You are Wakandan now." T'Challa started out. "The White Wolf of the Golden City." He finished, grinning.
Natasha, who had been standing next to Steve, shook Okoye's hand. "Thank you both." She said sincerely.
"Good luck." Okoye said with a nod.
With their final goodbyes, T'Challa and Okoye exited the jet, as the hatch closed behind them.
Steve looked to Natasha who reached for his hand. The embrace made Steve give her a soft smile before he moved toward the pilot seat.
"I'll make contact once we get closer to Paris, Steve said to them both. Wanda and Vis have a place in Montmartre."
Natasha gave am impressed sort of grin. "How cultured of them." She joked.
Bucky, who stood behind the couple as they now took up the pilot and co-pilot seats, rested his hands on both their head rests. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes.
Come on, Doll. Just give me somethin' so I know you're okay.
He couldn't stand that she wasn't answering. She'd been inside his head since the first day they'd met and he'd grown to love their connection. But now, with each attempt to get Furia to vibe him, the silence was practically killing him.
Don't try
His eyes jolted open with surprise. Her voice had been clear as day and though she'd only said two words before the connection was gone, Bucky could hear the trepidation in her voice. Not just for herself but for him. Furia didn't want him to keep trying to get her to vibe him.
"Furia finally answered me." He told them, unable to hide his concern.
Natasha and Steve immediately glanced back at him.
"What did she say? Is she alright? Did she say where we could find her?" Steve asked, hopeful.
Bucky swallowed. 'Steve, wherever she is. It can't be good. All she said was 'Don't Try'. She doesn't want me reaching for her." He paused as Natasha and Steve looked to him with sympathy. "I'm pretty sure he's in her head and she's worried he'll catch our conversations."
"So he doesn't want her found." Steve concluded.
Bucky gave a short nod. His eyes went suddenly dark as he glanced ahead. Furia was scared and that would be Bucky's driving force to find her. He didn't know what her cousin had done but to him that didn't matter. He'd taken Furia and now she was frightened enough to shut him out. The Winter Soldier might have finally disappeared, but spilling this guy's blood didn't have to be a command from HYDRA. This was about vengeance.
Wanda gazed out the window of her apartment in Montmartre. In the adjacent building, a mother rocked her baby to sleep as she played a lullaby for all to hear from her opened french casement windows.
Wanda bit her lip nervously. She had sensed Steve's dismay when he'd told her they were on the way and he needed her help. Something had happened and though Steve hadn't yet told her what was going on, Wanda knew someone was in danger.
Glancing her way, Vision added a dash of salt to their Sole Meuniere, before placing it in the oven. He tossed the dish towel over his shoulder before moving toward her. It was clear she was worried and he hoped he could console her.
Wrapping his arms around Wanda, Vision leaned his chin against her shoulder as the two stared beyond the window. "It's beautiful here." He said, as the sun began to set, drawing colors of orange and pink across the sky.
"Mmm." She said, agreeing
"You should not distress, Wanda. Whatever Steve comes here for, be it big or small, we can manage."
Wanda released an anxious breath. She turned to face him."Someone's in danger. I felt it. I- I think maybe- maybe they're missing?" It wasn't really a question for Vision as she tried to filter through what she had sensed from Steve.
Vision touched her cheek. "Your abilities are beyond any of us. If someone is indeed lost, there is no better person to find them than you."
Wanda smiled, leaning into his embrace. "I hope you're right." She said.
"Statistically speaking the number of times I have been incorrect are far less than the times I am right." Vision answered with a side grin.
Wanda chuckled. "Your giant brain is showing again." She teased.
"I have watched enough romantic cinematography with you to have discovered women admire intelligence." He said matter of factly. "What was the term again?" He asked her.
She smiled before kissing his cheek and heading for the kitchen. "Geek Sheek." She laughed. Wanda poured some wine for herself before glancing toward the stove. "How long will it take? I'm famished."
Vision began to shut the blinds as he spoke. "Not long."
Taking a sip of her wine, Wanda suddenly froze. Her eyes seemed distant for a moment before she glanced toward the door.
"They're here." She said, moving to open the front door. As she did Steve, Wanda, and Bucky all stood in the small hallway.
"Well, somebody saw us coming. Must be Steve's loud feet." Natasha said, playfully.
Wanda moved aside as each of them stepped inside their small one bedroom apartment.
"Nice place." Steve side grinned. "Everything been good?" He asked, obviously wondering if they'd been spotted or followed.
Vision moved to greet them shaking his head. "We've been careful to only venture the city at night and to make certain we aren't followed."
"Trust me, laying low is your best option." Natasha pointed out.
"What happened to Furia?" Wanda asked worriedly. Now seeing she wasn't with them and taking in Bucky's expression, she knew it was her that was missing.
"We think her cousin took her. We were working on an arms dealer who has been selling weapons enhanced with chitauri tech. Then these two guys showed up mid operation, do our job for us, and took off with Furia before we could blink. One of them could teleport and the other had similar abilities to Furia."
"He spoke inside my head." Bucky added. "And I wasn't able to get Furia to vibe me for quite a while until finally she told me not to try." He paused holding back his fear and anger. "She's scared. Not just for herself but for us. Please. Help her if you can."
Wanda immediately moved toward Bucky. "Just try to concentrate on Furia and nothing else." Raising her hand, the red glow formed around her fingers as she closed her eyes. Images of Furia's face flashed inside her head as she tried to hold onto one of them in order to find Furia's mind.
As Furia's face began to fade, Wanda pushed to get it back. Her mind seemed to travel through a scarlet void as she suddenly approached a solid wall. It was a block, keeping her from reaching Furia fully.
As each of them watched Wanda curiously, they noticed her hand begin to move rapidly while her body seemed to tense.
Wanda pushed the wall with her mind, watching as it cracked at the center. The split quickly moved across the structure, breaking into several tears that spread both up and down. With a violent shatter the wall finally came down.
With a sudden breath, Wanda almost lost her footing; the unexpected face she saw appeared to be standing inches from her own eyes and was now trying to enter her mind. He was angry and hated to be challenged.
Seeing her distress, Vision moved toward her. "Wanda, what's wrong?"
Wanda winced, still fast at work, as they all looked at one another fearfully. Steve swallowed, hoping that his idea to ask her for help wouldn't result in her getting hurt. Natasha, having noticed Steve's guilt ridden expression reached for his hand; intertwining his fingers with hers.
Vision rested his hand on Wanda's arms as she seemed to be fighting something they could not see.
The man's strange eyes glanced around the scarlet void but could not seem to spot her. He moved around angrily when suddenly he yelled, Where are you? Wanda, having successfully dug inside Furia's mind while staying hidden from the man who seemed to be invading it as well, moved toward a shut door. As the handle began to glow red, Wanda somehow knew only she would be able to open it. With her hand resting on the knob, she glanced back toward the stranger. He searched for Wanda frantically but could not find her. Satisfied that he was distracted by her block, Wanda quickly opened the door before stepping inside.
The void seemed to change once she'd passed the door and shut it closed. The area around her that had been scarlett, just like the color of her abilities, now seemed to have pigment of white-gold. With a deep exhale she saw her own breath, and though she could not feel the cold, she knew she had finally entered Furia's mind and in a corner of it that was strictly her own, without the invasion of the other man.
Wanda? She turned on her heel at the sound of her own name before coming face to face with Furia.
"Furia." She said aloud, catching the attention of her friends. Bucky moved toward Wanda, who's eyes were still closed.
"You found her?" He said with hope lingering in his voice.
Inside the void, Bucky's voice seemed to echo around both Wanda and Furia. Furia glanced around with a smile, grateful that by the sound of Bucky's voice he seemed okay.
You're with him? Furia asked.
Wanda nodded before speaking. "Furia where are you?" She asked, causing Bucky to narrow his eyes as he ran an impatient hand through his hair.
Furia sighed, I'm in some sort of structure that has no doors. You can't get in or out without teleporting. In my angered attempt to escape, I killed the guy who could. Oops. Furia snickered before continuing. I had planned on using my ice to create enough to expand the structure but couldn't take down my cousin. He's like you. His telepathic abilities are strong and he's been all over my mind. Furia held back her tears as she glanced upward with a shuttered breath. He's trying to force his beliefs on me until they are my own. It's twisted and dark and I'm fighting to keep him out but I don't think I'll last much longer.
"Are you telling me that you're the one who created that door to keep him out?" Wanda said, pointing toward the way she'd entered.
Furia nodded as she shrugged her shoulders. I can't even begin to tell you how I did it. But the first time he tried to get me to see his side I was terrified. I thought I would lose the friends I'd gained. I thought I would lose- Furia wrapped her arms around her own waist as she swallowed. She pushed her emotions aside, clearly not comfortable getting upset in front of Wanda. I thought I would lose Bucky. Then suddenly that fear seemed to drive me enough to keep him at bay. But his voice is echoing around this space and it's getting smaller with each passing moment. Like my block wont hold him much longer.
Wanda looked back at the door. "Then we need to figure out where you are." She glanced at Furia before smiling. "I'll have to challenge him, so whatever you do, don't leave this room."
Be careful, Wanda. Cratyk has become a loose cannon.
Wanda smirked. "Trust me. I've been inside the mind if a genocidal robot. I can handle it."
Furia raised a curious brow before Wanda waved her off. "A story for another time." She said before continuing. "Stay here and stay safe."
Looking up, Wanda began to speaking, knowing their friends-including Bucky- would be able to hear her. "Furia is okay. She's managed to create a block in her mind to keep her cousin at bay, but in order to find her I'll need to enter his mind."
Each of at glanced at one another with hopeful exoressiona as Vision rubbed her arms affectionately. She felt his touch like a warm tingle before Wanda smiled.
"Be careful." Vision advised her. His voice moved around both herself and Furia before Wanda spoke. "Bucky, Furia will be able to hear you, if you want to say something, but be quick. I can't stay here inside her block if I am going to take this psycho on."
Bucky swallowed. "I love you, doll." Was all he could to say.
"I love you more, Jame Buchanan Barnes." Wanda said, repeating Furia's words.
With a deep breath, Wanda moved beyond the door, shutting it behind her.
Cratyk stood just several feet away. He moved around in frustration as he spoke. Who are you? he yelled, unable to see Wanda.
With both hands now outstretched; the sparks of scarlet dancing across her fingers, she pushed inside his mind.
The void turned into shades of black and orange. Violence, death, and self righteousness lingered in the air around her. The smell of smoke and fire filled her nostrils but somehow she could see her breath like she had in Furia's mind. But here, was both fire and ice.
I've never met anyone capable of entering my mind. Cratyk said. He stood before her in the void staring her down as he pushed into her thoughts. At first, Wanda had looked like a moving silhouette to Cratyk, but as he used his strong psionic powers,the color of Wanda's skin and the shape of her form came into view.
She tensed, doing everything she could to keep him back. He was strong and the fight to stand her ground was difficult. He had a way of breaking people down, and had so time and again, but Cratyk had not faced a telekinetic who had received their abilities from an infinity stone.
Pushing with all his might, Cratyk tried to bypass Wanda's attempt to keep her identity hidden.
As Wanda suddenly fell to her knees from strain, Steve took a few concerned steps forward, looking toward Nat who felt powerless. She wished she could use her skills to assist Wanda, but in a battle of telepath, she and the rest of them were useless.
Vision instantly knelt beside her. "Be strong." He said encouragingly.
Vision's sudden voice surrounding both him and Wanda in the void of Cratyk's mind, caught him by surprise and his distraction had given Wanda the upper hand. She watched as a sudden door appeared between them. He banged against the block she'd made with all his might but could not bust it down.
With a smirk, Wanda knew she'd won. Cratyk was now trapped inside his own mind and it would give Furia the chance to escape. The area around her seemed to shake as he attempted to free himself.
Behind her lay another door, which Wanda instinctively knew would lead to Furia's mind. Running toward it, she pulled it open, slamming it shut behind her. Furia immediately looked to Wanda. Are you okay? She asked.
Wanda smiled. "I'm fine but there's no time to lose. Open your eyes, Furia. Step out of your block. You have to get out now. I have him trapped in his own mind but I won't be able to hold him forever!"
Furia looked around frantically. I- I don't think I know how to leave here.
"You can do it, Furia. Think of it as I do. Look for the doorway. A passage back and it will appear." Wanda encouraged her.
Bucky swallowed hoping Furia could hear him. "Furia. You're a fighter. Now fight your way back to me."
As soon as Furia heard the words she felt a sudden push to do just as Bucky had said. Fight. With heavy concentration, Furia imagined a passage back, as ice began to appear on her body.
"Hurry!" Wanda yelled, as she felt her strength began to weaken from Cratyk's push to break free.
With a frantic push to find the passage way, suddenly it appeared. Furia gasped as she sprinted for the door. As soon as she stepped through, Furia opened her eyes. Finding herself back in the metal room, Cratyk was on the floor. His eyes were glazed over and his body was completely still.
With her hands outstretched, she created a massive wall of ice, expanding it through upward toward the ceiling. It pressed against the metal as pieces of the ice began to break. She clenched her jaw creating as much ice as possible as the metal began to dent and fold from the weight. The sound reminded her of a car scraping the edge of a solid wall until it finally burst in half.
Releasing a breath of relief, Furia lifted off toward the gaping hole. With a final glance toward her still unmoving cousin, she rose above the hole as the night sky now lay above her. The white snow that covered the mountain range to her north seemed to glow under the light of the moon. Trees surrounded the area as she realized she'd been taken to a forest.
The metal object she'd been detained in looked much like a shipping crate. It lay just west of a small cabin as she soared toward it. Landing at the door, she pulled it open. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time with dust covering every inch of its' surface. Several crates of food lay on the floor as she realized Cratyk must have placed the food there ready for however long it would take to break her.
Knowing she was likely miles from civilization she grabbed several granola bars and a bottle of water. Then, with a smile, Furia launched herself from the ground. Furia knew she needed to get as far away from Cratyk as possible as she soared above the line of the trees. Flying as fast as she could, she hoped Wanda could hold him long enough that she'd be miles from his grasp.
Thinking of the song City and Clour, Furia hummed the part about coming home as she finally felt as ease. For a moment she'd feared she'd lost him. That Bucky was simply a memory. Thankful for Wanda, she was free of her cousin's sick game. She was going home. She was going to James.
As Wanda's eyes ripped open with a deep exhale, she found herself back in her apartment. Vision touched her face as he looked into her eyes.
"I couldn't hold him any longer." She said, out of breath. "He's very strong."
"Did she get away?" Bucky asked.
Wanda smirked before nodding. "Yeah, she did."
"Well, can you hear her?" Steve asked. Hoping Bucky would be able to reach for her.
Shutting his eyes, Bucky tried to reach for her, and this time she answered almost immediately.
James. He heard her say.
Ah, doll. I can't tell you how good it is to hear you in my head. He smiled, feeling suddenly at peace. Where are you?
I don't really know. She answered. It's a forest though. And a huge one at that. I've been soaring above the trees forever.
"She doesn't know where she is." Bucky told them before heading for the door. "I'll check the jet's signal to see if her tracker is up again."
Quickly exiting, Bucky headed for the nearby roof where they'd left the jet in stealth mode.
You okay? He asked her.
Yeah. I guess. Pretty shitty my cousin has become such a douche.
Bucky smirked as he jogged toward the building's entrance. We don't have to talk about anything. Unless you want to. He was used to her making jokes about obviously serious stuff, but was ready to hear her out if she needed to get anything off her chest. He would always be there for her in any way she needed.
Trust me. I'll be talking about it. I'm just waiting to see you.
Same here, sweetheart. Same here. As he continued to make his way to the jet, all Bucky could think of was how happy he was that she was okay, but that didn't mean it was over. Her son of a bitch cousin wasn't in the clear and he was sure as hell not letting it go. Bucky was going to find him. And Cratyk was going to pay.
I really hope you enjoyed my latest update. I really tried to create a clear picture of Wanda, Furia, and Cratyk's "mind battle" so I hope it made sense and you didn't read it feeling like…. WTF after. lol. In the next chapter I'll have a final close that will lead into Infinity War(I thought I would for this one but it didn't work out that way) Thank you so so much for reading and I hope you continue on this journey with me!