Asya once again found her in the white void with Death lounging on a couch.

"You could add some colour, you know, a bit of red or blue, maybe some green," Asya suggested looking around.

"I have plans for this place, but that is for later," Death said, stretching like a cat.

"I was thinking of ways to help you, but I and the other Cosmic Entities are restricted from interfering too much in the multiverse. But I can still help you train," Death said, sitting up.

"You don't look much like a fighter," Asya said, looking Death up and down.

"Looks can be deceiving," Death said as her eye twitched.

"I meant in hand to hand combat," Asya said, chuckling nervously.

"True, but I have a solution for that, and I will also show you the basics of the Death stone. Your inability to use it is embarrassing." Death said as she let out a sigh of disappointment.

"I used it, but it just didn't work; it's defective," Asya mumbled as she would have liked to save the senator if for nothing else other than having him owe her.

"I will show you defective," Death said in a scary calm voice that sent shivers down her spine.

"Did I say defective I meant err... effective ya, that what I meant," Asya said with a nervous laugh.

"Anyway, why are you offering me training?" Asya asked to try to gloss over what she had said.

"Good try, but I won't forget it... And the training will be against people that are not human. You have gotten far too comfy with the idea that you will be fighting people that are at human levels of power or that you are much stronger and faster than them.

You need to learn to fight faster and stronger people than you, or you will be in for a nasty awakening when you come across them in the future." Death said, sitting back down, and a bowl of popcorn appeared on her lap that Asya felt was a sign of how bad she was about to be beaten.

"If you are still angry about the whole 'defective' thing, I am sorry," Asya said, trying to give an innocent smile.

"What, no, of course, im not angry. I am doing this for your own good," Death said as she smiled towards the end.

With a wave of her hand, another person formed from thin air. It took a moment before I noticed that the person forming was a woman. She had long blond hair and was wearing some kind of silver armour with gold accents.

She had a blue cape flowing behind her and a sword on her hip made from some kind of green metal. She looked a bit shocked at where she was as she looked around.

"Where am I?" she asked as she quickly turned towards me and Death, who was eating her popcorn.

"Not sure I never really got a straight answer when I asked," Asya said, shrugging.

"Welcome, Svevif of the Valkyrie," Death greeted as she stood up.

"So you are responsible for bringing me here, Death," the Valkyrie said with a single glance at Death.

"Yes, this girl needs punishing, I mean training," Death said.

"Wait, I heard you say punishing..." Asya said, glaring at Death.

"You clearly misheard what I said. You haven't done anything that warrants being punished, have you?"

"She looks a bit weak," Svevif said as she looked over at Asya.

"Weak, we shall see who ends up crying," Asya said as her eye twitched.

"No magic, Asya, just hand to hand," Death added in.

"What, im a sorceress. What do you mean no magic?" Asya asked, flabbergasted at what Death suggested.

"You know how to do hand to hand combat," Death said, simply picking up her popcorn.

"I normally use a dragon fang, but I know the basics of hand to hand combat as well," Svevif said as she took her stance.

Asya felt far less confident in hand to hand combat with someone that was stronger and faster than her. And unsurprisingly, the stance that she took up was one that Asya had never seen, but given she was an alien from Asgard, it made sense she hadn't seen their fighting style.

In an instant, Asya saw Svevif strike. She had expected her to be fast, maybe peak human levels of speed, but it was so much faster than by the time she realised it was too late as stars erupted in her vision, her head snapping back from the blow.

Asya noted that she could hear Death whistle appreciatively as she stumbled back. Before she could get her vision back, she felt the air being driven out of her lungs as a knee was smashed into her.

Asya was punched into the ground before being brutally kicked in the chest and sending her tumbling away.

Asya quickly got back to her feet as she tried to get her breath back and started to create Eldritch whips.

"No spells!" Death called out, seeing what Asya was doing.

"I am sorceress magic is how I fight. If I had to fight someone in hand to hand that is stronger and faster than me, I would use magic to fix the gap between us," Asya said, getting annoyed.

"There is a way for you to close the gap without casting any spells," Death said calmly.

Asya knew that she no doubt was giving her a hint, but she couldn't for the life of her understand what the hint was. She let out another sigh and got ready to fight against Svevif again.


"Right, that's enough," Death said to what Asya felt days later.

Asya was bruised and bloody Svevif hadn't softened her blows at all. Asya had just gotten angrier as time had gone on; Death had only given her the one clue that she could match Svevif without using any actual spells.

With a wave of Death's hand, all the blood and injuries that Asya had gotten vanished, and Svevif disappeared as well.

"Right, let's move on to using the death stone," Death said as Asya glared at her. With a wave of Death's hand, a tree appeared a short distance away.

"Right, I want you to use the stone to kill the tree and then bring it back to life." Death said as she stood next to her.

Asya let out a sigh, summoned the stone, and slowly drew energy from it before launching it at the tree, making it wither away. Seeing the tree was dead, she proceeded to perform the spell motions, crated a spell circle, and tried to bring the tree back; very slowly, the tree returned to life.

"Well done," Death said as the tree gained more life.

"But this is just the start of the powers of the stone. It allows you to kill and bring the dead back to life. As long as you can handle the energy from the stone, you could kill whole planets with a snap of your fingers," Death explained as Asya felt a shiver down her spine.

"Whole planets?" Asya asked disbelievingly.

"Infinity stones have complete control over each given part of the universe. The time stone has complete control over time. It can stop time and let you see the future and the past. The death stone has complete control over death."

"Just death, not life as well?" Asya asked.

"No, there isn't an infinity stone for life that is controlled by the Phoenix Force, which is life incarnate," Death explained.

"So it's a cosmic entity? I saw it in a book when I looked you up at Kamar-Taj."

"Well, the term is Abstract entity, but it's the same thing, really. We are both one side of a coin. You can't have death without life after all."

"So, is she around here as well?" Asya asked.

"No, she has avatars sometimes or travels through the multiverse as a large firey phoenix though just like me, she has her own realm known as the White Hot Room. It also has a ton of other names."

"Oh, so I have a sister avatar running around, do I?" Asya asked.

"You should be thinking about how you are going to fight Svevif tomorrow anyway; our time is up. Tomorrow think long and hard I promise that you can fight on par with her and no doubt beat her without actually casting magic," Death said as the room started to fade.

Asya let out a sigh as she woke up. She still had no idea what she was meant to do to beat Svevif. Putting it out of her mind, she padded into the washroom, turned the shower on, put it near scolding hot, and slipped under the shower. There was nothing like a hot shower.

The rest of the morning went by quickly, with Wanda waking up an hour later at seven. Asya was glad that she and Wanda didn't have a ton of luggage, or she was sure that the morning would be frantic.

"So, are we still going to Miami first, or do you want to go to the Red Room first?" Wanda asked carefully.

"Miami first," Asya said after a pause.

"You sure we can always go after?" Wanda offered.

"No, it's okay hunting down Dreykov will take far more time than just visiting the Red Room. We may as well finish our vacation." Asya said as she took down the wards in the room and picked up the key to return to the reception.

"We can open a portal to Miami. I don't really feel like flying over the sea," Wanda said as they walked out of the hotel.

"You sure?"

"Yes, we are just going to fly over the sea; there won't be much to see, so I think flying over it for hours will be boring," Wanda said with a shrug.

"We can fly over Miami if you want?" Asya said as she opened her phone and used google maps to find a place to open a portal.

"You found a good place to open a portal to?" Wanda asked as they walked down the beach.

"Yep, I think I have found the perfect place," Asya said as she put her phone in her pocket.

"Perfect place that is a bold statement," Wanda said, looking unconvinced.

"Where is the trust?" Asya asked, mock offended as she slipped her Sling ring on.

Asya opened a portal with her ring and stepped through the portal as Wanda quickly followed her, and the portal closed quickly behind them before anyone could see.

"Okay, where the hell are we?" Wanda asked, looking around in what was just a dirt trail.

"It's a bike trail in the big cypress national preserve not far from Miami," Asya said as she looked in the stream.

"Well, let's fly to the city. We can go shopping. I would like more than two sets of clothes and just transfiguring them into different outfits." Wanda said, looking into the sky.

"Meh, I don't mind most of the time. I end up wearing my robes," Asya said as they flew into the sky.

"I really wish we had brooms if they were as fast as you said they are," Wanda said.

"They were, but it used a ton of branches of magic, some of which I never learned, so I don't have a clue how to get started, and I think the type of wood you used matters and the age of the wood all things they kept secret."

They quickly flew up to see the massive expanse of the national preserve that seemed to stretch on forever. Asya had always imagined that Miami was dense urban area everywhere with sandy beaches.

There was a small row of houses not far away from the trail, and to the east, it was easy to see the large city of Miami. Wanda quickly took off a sped towards the large city to Asya's amusement.

Asya shot after her a moment later as the forest and grassland sped underneath them as they passed rivers and canals. Soon they came across a large walled-off compound that Asya guessed was a prison.

Asya was a little surprised that the prison was so far away from the city. It must have been at least a twenty or thirty-minute drive from the closest part of the city and maybe even longer from the courthouse.

As they got closer, it was easy to see that it was actually two different buildings. One of them was for younger kids and the other no doubt for adults.

"Don't even think about it," Wanda said as she saw the look on Asya's face.

"What, I haven't even done anything," Asya said, pouting.

"The keyword you left off was yet I know that look on your face, and it's usually when you want to do something stupid," Wanda said, her voice making it sound like she was reciting a fact.

"So not true,"

"Oh really, like when you wanted to put random items on the moon or how about burying treasure chests in caves with runes and demonic symbols," Wanda asked with a raised eyebrow.

Spoilsport," Asya said, sticking her tongue out.

Under Wanda's careful eye, they made their way into the heart of the city and continued flying till they made their way to Miami beach. The beach and the sea looked amazing from the sky as they slowly floated down.

Thankfully, there were some palm trees and bushed they could land near, hiding them from view.

"So shopping then, do we even have enough money?" Asya asked.

"Ya, we should have a few ten thousand left. Worse come to worse, we can just conjure some stuff up and sell it to pawn shops." Wanda said as they walked up the road.

They spent the rest of the morning walking around Miami as Wanda shopped for clothes and sometimes forced Asya to buy some more clothes. Asya was thinking about how she was going to fight Svevif, and still, after thinking for the entire morning, she hadn't been able to come up with a single idea.

"What do you want to do for the rest of the day?" Wanda asked as she bought what must have been her 30th outfit.

"That depends are you done shopping?" Asya asked.

"Yes, your torture is over," Wanda said, rolling her eyes.

"It's not torture; just not sure why you are buying so many when you can just conjure or transfigure clothing. Well, let's get a hotel, and we can go out tonight," Asya said.

Asya was looking forward to going out to a club in her first life. She was far too busy fixing the damage of the war and going back to school to ever go out for a night on the town, and by the time she was free, she felt far too old to do so.

Thankfully finding a hotel wasn't that hard to do as long as they were willing to pay more money than most people would be willing to pay for a single night.

"Have you ever been out to a club before?" Wanda asked.

"Nope, the wizarding world was 100s of years behind the none magical world, and by the time it had started to catch up, I was around 80 years old."

"Really, it took that long?" Wanda asked, surprised.

"Yep, even if we want to catch up, we still needed to adapt everything they had to work with magic, something that takes time nothing you can do about that but keep pushing forward,"

"Don't worry, I will look after you," Wanda teased.

"This is your first time going to a club as well," Asya said, mock glaring at Wanda.

The club they picked ended up being a far more upscale and expensive one than they were first planning on going to. As they were lining up, it occurred to Asya that they were underage as the drinking age in the USA is 21.

And Asya's ID said she was 19, and Wanda was only 18.

"Pass me your ID," Asya whispered to Wanda.

"Why?" Wanda asked as she passed her ID over.

"I am adding a confundus charm to the ID so when you hand it over, the person that reads it will think you of age," Asya said as she applied the charm and handed it back to Wanda.

"ID's, please," the doorman asked.

"Here," Asya and Wanda said as they passed over the IDs, and Asya added another confundus charm to both of the doormen just to be sure.

"Looks all good," the doorman said, slightly disoriented, a sure sign the charm had worked.

"Thank you," Wanda and Asya said as they took their IDs back and walked into the club.

The club was far nicer than Asya thought it would be. A live band on the backstage played music with a dance floor in the middle, a row of booths to the right and the bar to the left. There was a more private area upstairs with three booths.

The atmosphere was nice in the club, and the music wasn't too loud that it made thinking impossible.

"Want to get a drink?" Asya said, heading to the bar.

"Sure, im not sure what to get, though," Wanda said, looking confused.

"I have had a few cocktails before," Asya said.

"Hey, what can I get you?" the bartender asked.

"Hi, can I get an amaretto sour and a pineapple margarita," Asya ordered as she handed over a twenty.

"Sure," the bartender said as she went about making the drinks.

"Amaretto Sour?" Wanda asked.

"It doesn't have a strong taste of alcohol and is quite sweet," Asya told her as she passed the cocktail to Wanda.

"Keep the change," Asya said as she took her drink.

They slowly walked around the club while ignoring the few guys that tried to hit on them. They had gotten a little tipsy with the amount that they had been drinking.

"Is that?" Wanda said as Asya looked where Wanda had frozen.

At the bar was a very recognisable figure Tony Stark.

"Wanda," Asya asked softly.

"Wanda!" She asked again, more forcefully breaking Wanda out of her trance.

"The bastard that made the mortar that killed my dad and nearly killed my family," Wanda growled out, looking at Tony.

"We have been over this, Wanda," Asya said, grabbing her hand that had faint traces of red magic on them.

"He still bears some responsibility. He should be making sure that the weapons he sells don't end up in the hands of the wrong people,"

"Yes, he is, but given how he acts, the chances that he actually what goes on at his company is very slim. He gets drunk and gambles almost daily." Asya said.

"Well, let's find out and then I can beat him up," Wanda suggested.

"Well, we will see," Asya said, looking back at Tony.

"You sure that you can do this? I have been trained for this since I was a child."

"Ya, how hard can it be?"

"Well, first we need to get his attention," Asya said, planning it out.

"What spell are we going to use?" Wanda asked.

"We are not using magic. Take a look at him. He is looking at most of the girls in this place I will go up and order a drink and flirt with him; that will get us in the door.

We will wait have a few drinks with him till we end up going back to his room, where security won't be and take it from there."

"Okay, work your magic," Wanda said.

With a smile, Asya walked toward the bar with her hips swaying a little more to draw attention to her hips and butt. Getting to the bar, she ordered a drink and pulled some money out of her breasts and handed it over to the bartender.

"Hey, you and your friend's first time here?" Tony asked in what Asya guessed was meant to be charming.

"Ya, first time in town, actually," Asya said, flashing him a smile.

"Ah, well, it would be rude of me not to help you have a good first visit," Tony said.

"Why don't you and your friend join me for some drinks,"

"Sure, we would love to have a drink with you," Asya said as Wanda walked over.

They made their way up to the private booth with their drinks and took a seat.

"You two students? or just finished studying?" Stark asked.

"Kind of, I have finished my studies, and my friend still has a year left," Asya said as she took a sip from her drink.

"Oh, what are you studying?" Tony asked Wanda as Asya saw her hand twitch.

"Magic ideology in history," Wanda replied.

"Oh, that sounds interesting," Tony said, not really sounding interesting.

"It's not bad, but lots of reading old books and scrolls, most of them not in English, unfortunately," Wanda sighed. Asya was sure she was remembering how much trouble she had learning Sanskrit when they first moved to Kamar-Taj.

"Nothing compared to you, though; running one of the largest and richest companies, in the world, you must not get a lot of free time," Asya said as Wanda calmed herself down.

"I just come up with the designs and show up for PR and some awards," Tony said with a shrug.

"Do you ever wonder how your weapons are used?" Asya asked as Wanda's hand twitched again.

"Oh, you are one of those. When my father helped defeat the Nazis, no one seemed to care about him making weapons. Still, now that the company he built is doing the same thing to protect this country, the moral police have a problem with it.

Why does no one care about the millions we've saved by advancing medical technology or kept from starvation with our Intellicrops? All of that came from money made by selling weapons, but no one ever cares about that," Tony said, rolling his eyes.

"No, I think how you spent money on medical technology, Intellicrops, and stuff like the Arc reactor are all excellent uses of money... I think your lack of caring about how or who ends up with your weapons is what you should be losing sleep over. Let me tell you a story," Asya said as she took another sip.

"A few years ago, I travelled a lot, and I ended up in a city called Novi grad in Sakovia. It was a smallish city with maybe ten thousand people living in it. It was a nice place, and then a few years later, my friend right here," Asya said, gesturing to Wanda.

"It's just a normal night. Her family is in the living room watching TV, and then boom, the complex she was living in explodes; everyone living above her is killed instantly.

My friend's dad is badly injured, and the rest of them, her mum and twin brother are buried under rubble and had managed to crawl under the table. They were stuck there for an entire day, and the whole time, all they could do was look at the unexploded mortar shell.

Can you guess what it said on the mortar shell?" Asya asked.

Stark had stopped looking at her and Wanda halfway through the story.

"Tell me, do you make your weapons to be dropped on civilians?" Wanda asked for the first time she told her story.

"Have a nice night. When you go to bed tonight, think about all those dead children maybe you should take a more active role in knowing how your weapons are being used," Asya said as she downed her drink.

'Let's go, Wanda,' Asya said telepathically as she stood up. They both left the private booths and went back down to the public bar.

"We not going to beat him up?" Wanda asked, sounding somewhat disappointed.

"If we beat him up after this talk, he will ignore everything we say and just write it off as two crazy girls. I can guarantee that he won't sleep well tonight, and hopefully, he will take a more leading role in his company." Asya said as she ordered them both a shot.

"Let's leave if I have to see him anymore; im not sure I will be able to help myself," Wanda said as she walked away from the bar, slightly stumbling.

"Sure, let's go back to the hotel. We are both a bit drunk," Asya said as they both made their way back to the hotel, missing the look of concentration on Tony Stark's face as they left.

They both stumbled back into the room before falling onto one of the beds.

"Thank you," Wanda whispered as she sat up with Asya doing the same.

"Don't worry about it," Asya said as she hugged Wanda.

As Asya pulled away, she was caught off guard as Wand leaned in and planted a kiss on Asya's lips.

"Wanda are.." Asya said, pulling away from Wanda before Wanda leaned back in to kiss again.

Asya could feel and hear her heart beating in her ears in her first life. All the times she spent a night with someone, it was just a purely sexual thing with no emotions attached to it. This kiss seemed far more intimate and passionate than any kiss she had before.

Asya pushed Wanda down onto the bed and kissed Wanda back as she felt Wanda's hands roaming her body.

Asya vanished both of their clothing and kissed down Wanda's neck as Wanda grabbed her hips and pulled her so that she was straddling Asya and pulled her into another kiss.


Asya let out a yawn as she woke up. She was glad that Death hadn't brought her to her realm, and she and Wanda were still sharing the same bed that they had made love in. Asya couldn't help but look back on the night in a fond manner.

"Morning," Wanda said, making Asya jump.

"Morning," Asya greeted her back before taking a breath.

"You don't regret last..." Asya tried to ask as Wanda leaned in and kissed her, stopping her from finishing her question.

"Nope, but we really need to get up. We have both slept far later than normal," Wanda said, looking at the clock.

"We should have booked the room for two nights," Asya moaned as they both rolled out of bed and had to get new clothes as their old clothes had been vanished away and lost to the Ether.

"What are we doing today?" Wanda asked.

"Well, we will get a permanent residence, and then we are going back to the Red Room. You faced your past, and it's time I deal with mine," Asya said as her voice got cold towards the end.

"We are buying a house?" Wanda asked, surprised.

"Well, errr... we are not getting a house," Asya said, evading the question.

"Asya, you're looking shifty," Wanda said.

"Let's go," Asya said, grabbing Wanda's hand and pulling her out of the room and down to the hotel reception.

"Thank you," Asya said, handing over the room card to reception.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay, and we hope to see you again," the receptionist said with a kind smile.

"So where exactly are we getting a permanent residence, and how are we affording it? We don't nearly have enough money to buy a house, never mind what you're planning?" Wanda asked.

"Come on," Asya said, covering them both in the disillusion charm and taking to the sky and flying off, following the coast around and soon coming to the part where the mainland brake into small islands.

"We are not living on an Island, Asya!" Wanda shouted as she watched Asya looking at each island as they flew past them.

"What, why not?"

"People will notice or will stumble on it," Wanda said, shaking her head.

"No, they won't trust me. We just need to find the perfect island," Asya said as she looked at the islands. Unfortunately, most of them were mainly just rocks with no beach and covered in dry bushes.

"What are we looking for?" Wanda asked.

"Something with a beach not too large but not too small," Asya said.

"What about that one over there. There is a beach on the east and south side of the island," Wanda said, pointing to the single island out on its own.

"That looks perfect," Asya said, pulling her along to the island.

"So, what is your plan?"

"Im going to use one of the most obscure spells that the wizarding world ever made or at least publicly known spells. It's called the Fidelius Charm; a location that has been protected by this spell becomes invisible, intangible, unplottable, and soundproof.

It works by hiding the secret of the location inside an individual's soul, and unless the secret keeper tells someone about the secret, then it is impossible to find the location.

Not to mention that the only method to learn about it would be the primary secret keeper, which in this case it would be me. Anyone I told would be secondary secret keepers. They can not tell the secret to anyone or who is the primary secret keeper.

And the primary secret keeper has to be willing to tell the secret. It can't be forced by mundane or magical coercion such as Veritaserum, Legilimency, the Cruciatus Curse, or the Imperius Curse had no effect on the charm." Asya explained to Wanda what is one of the most complex and powerful spells that she knew.

"Wow, okay, that is one hell of a spell," Wanda said, looking amazed.

"Yep, it is one of the oldest and most complex spells I know," Asya said as she started to cast the spell.

She laid down the boundary of the spell to cover the island and extend a small distance into the sea as Wanda watched. She finished the spell by giving the secret a name. A faint shimmer happened around the boundary; a warm tingle passed through her body as the charm took hold.

Asya saw that Wanda was looking confused.

"We are at the magic island," Asya said to Wanda, telling her the secret and making her a secondary secret keeper. Wanda blinked as the island now was revealed to her.

"So now that we have stolen an island and who knows how many laws that breaks, what are we going to do with it," Wanda asked, looking at the island they now owned.

"Build a house and have somewhere we can practice magic and relax without worrying about people seeing us," Asya said as she started planning out the island.

"Are we doing that now?" Wanda asked.

"What, no, that will take far too long to do today, but we can do it in the future," Asya said.

"So..." Wanda said, unsure how to ask the question.

"Now I go back to home sweet home," Asya said cold tone.

"Okay, let's go," Wanda said comfortingly.

"You don't have to come... you know im going to torture them," Asya warned.

"Im... im sure," Wanda said.

"Okay, let's go," Asya said as she opened a portal to where she first slept after running away from the Red Room.

"It's freezing," Wanda said as she stepped through the portal and added a warming charm to herself.

"Come on, it's this way," Asya said as she flew off towards the Red Room.

The journey was far shorter than she remembered; the Red Room academy came into view only an hour later.

"It looks what I imagine a concentration camp to look like," Wanda whispered in horror.

"It's not far off what it is, only they don't gas you. They make you beat each other to death," Asya replied.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Wanda asked as they crossed over the wall surrounding the facility.

Asya flew above the facility and shattered the barrier into the mirror dimension, engulfed the entire facility and dragged everyone inside into the mirror dimension.

"Now, let's go. It seems they are moving shop as only one of the four barracks is in use." Asya said as she landed outside the barrack.

Walking through the barracks, Asya made her way to the classrooms where she knew the girls would be taking class. Only two classes were going on at the moment, which meant a total of forty girls.

Asya cast a human revealing charm and came back with a total of sixty-five people. Given that forty of them were most likely girls in training, that left twenty-four as staff and soldiers, so none of the girls could escape, and the last person was Wanda.

Asya looked into the class; it was a human anatomy class where they were shown the human body's weak points and were lectured on how to strike them. After the lecture, they would have to practice the moves on each other.

The biggest thing she noticed was the lack of her younger sister Yelena, but Asya wasn't holding out much hope for her being here, given that most girls graduated by the age of sixteen and Yelena would be seventeen. The strange thing was that all the girls were under the age of thirteen.

At the front of the class was her most hated person, a woman by the name of Madame B, who was the supervisor of the Red Room when Dreykov wasn't here, the perfect target for Asya to get information from.

If there was anyone who would know where Dreykov was and where the girls go after graduating from the Red Room, it would be Madame B, so she would most likely know where her two sisters would be.

"The throat is one of the main areas to attack.." Madam B was lecturing.

"It's is easy to land a fatal injury or stun an enemy," Asya finished as Madam B fell silent as she walked into the classroom.

"It's been eight years since you gave me this lecture, hasn't it, Madam B? No greeting? No welcome back?" asked.

"Asya..." Madam B whispered as if she couldn't believe what she saw. She reached toward the desk.

Asya hit her with a stunning charm and watched her crumple down to the floor out cold.

"Hello, girls, if you could all please stay here once im done, I promise I will take you all away from here to have a normal life," Asya said as she levitated Madam B up and led her outside the classroom.

"Really?" one of the girls whispered.

"Yes, I promise eight years ago I escaped from here. I promise you will leave here." Asya said.

Walking out of the room, she had Madam B trailing after her as she walked towards the guard room.

"You want me to come with you?" Wanda asked.

"No, stay with the girls; they need someone to be with them. Be careful; they were all trained to be killers since they were four or five, and if any other adult comes through the door, kill them," Asya warned Wanda.

"What are you going to do with the girls after?"

"Not sure, but I will find them a home," Asya promised.

Asya walked to the guard room and opened the door before casting the firestorm spell burning everyone in the room to cinders before they could even make a single sound.

Asya vanished all the ash and charred bones and conjured a chair in the room where she placed Madam B and conjured rope to bound her to the chair.

Conjuring another chair, Asya sat down across from her and revived her. Madam B sat up, looking slightly panicked before getting her composure back.

"I won't talk; you know widows are trained against interrogation,"

"Yes, I remember pain tolerance classes,"

"Yes, you always did amazing in that class, even better than your two sisters," Madam B said, nodding.

"Well, let's see how well you do with my pain tolerance class,"

"Crucio!" Asya cast as the room filled with spine-shivering screams of pain.

Asya watched as Madam B's body convulsed and spasmed in pain before stopping the curse.

"Tut-tut, far too loud, you're letting the pain show; I remember you saying that to another girl who was just nine years old as you had her fingernails torn off."

Madam B was panting in pain and still twitching from the curse.

"Let's try again, Crucio!" and the screams filled the room again.

Asya stopped the curse ten seconds later; she knew that holding someone held under the curse for far too long would end up becoming brain dead. There was no way she would let Madam B escape her punishment like that.

"Tell me, where can I find Dreykov?" Asya asked as Madam B got her breath back.

"I don't know; I don't know he comes here when he wants to meet or rings me,"

"Where are my sisters?" Asya asked.

"I don't know," Madam B breathed out.

"Not good enough, Cruci..."

"Wait, wait... Natasha was sent to the KGB after graduation. As for Yelena, she hasn't graduated Dreykov has some people pick her class up, and they were moved; I don't know where," she stuttered out.

"Where is Dreykov?" she asked again.

"I don't know; he tells me when we are meeting, not the other way around," Madam B said desperately.

"Crucio!" and screams tore from her throat.

"Give me something!" Asya shouted.

"I can't give you what I don't have," Madam B screamed out.

"How can I find my sisters," Asya asked.

"Natasha is part of the KGB Dreykov has a contact he passes them off to called Chkalov Vitalievich. I have no idea about Yelena; she was moved out over a year ago Dreykov just showed up, and he was talking them with him; I don't know where.

I promise im telling the truth."

"I know I can read your mind. Thank you." Asya said as she stood up and vanished her chair.

"What are you doing," she asked, her voice trembling.

Asya cast the flaying curse on Madam B and watched as her skin was peeled off and then casting a cutting curse severing her neck and left her to bleed to death in agony.

Asya walked back into the classroom to see the girls talking with each other. Some of them looked terrified, and others looked hopeful.

"Done?" Wanda asked.

"For now, let's get them to a new home and then I have someone else to track down.

"Where are we going to take them? They can't stay in this country," Wanda said.

"I am not sure?" Asya said, thinking about it before the enchanted ring that she gave the Ancient One vibrated, signalling that the Ancient One needed her to come back.

An idea came to Asya the Ancient One had helped her when she had escaped from the Red Room, and maybe she would be willing to help all the girls here. After all, they had some hand-to-hand combat training, so perhaps they could join the Mystic Arts.

"I think I have an idea, and we need to go back to Kamar-Taj the Ancient One needs me," Asya said before looking at the girls in the classroom.


Omake Tony Stark

Tony watched as the two girls walked out of the club. It wasn't the first time that people had confronted him with the moral implications of him and his company making weapons calling it war profiteering.

Normally he would brush it off; after all, he only sold weapons to the US military and her allies, but it was the first time he had ever been confronted by someone whose family had been killed by the weapons he had made.

He couldn't even bring himself to look her in the eyes. He made weapons to protect civilians, not kill them.

"Sir, are you okay?" Happy asked, seeing Tony still being in a daze.

"Yes, let's leave," Tony said, standing up, no longer in the mood.

"Jarvis," Tony asked as he got in the car.

"Yes, sir?" Jarvis acknowledged.

"I need you to check every shipment of Strak industries and look into an incident concerning Novi Grad and bombings in 1999 to 2000," Tony instructed.

"Yes, sir," Jarvis confirmed.