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It was like Pietro had died all over again. The first words that she heard made her blood freeze her mouth went dry and she fell to her knees and screamed. Her blood was pounding in her ears, but it did little to block the sound of her pained screams.
Xander… he was in the hospital…. A victim of bad luck and some punk with a gun. She watched as he was taken away on a gurney, he was taking in oxygen, with gauze wrapped around his shoulder. To Wanda, he looked almost lifeless as the footage caught him getting in the ambulance, being driven off to who knows where. The news report also showed the Falcon, who looked like he was talking to the police about the events that had occurred before he went flying off, which meant one of two things either he was still flying arund the city, or he had returned here. For his sake, he better still be patrolling the city, because when she got her hands on him, he was not going to be very happy.
According to the news report, he had been shot by some low level criminal who was looking for some quick money by hurting and terrorizing others, rather than try making an honest living. True some people might just end up being at the end of their rope and have nowhere else to turn. She would know; she and Pietro had lived their life that way.
But they never wanted to hurt those they saw as innocent. Xander was in the hospital. She needed to find him, to make sure he was all right. Wanda knew that this wasn't her fault; it wasn't like the Avengers had been called in. that being said she had one person to find and strangle for not getting their in time.
She stood up, her eyes red with rage. She stomped out of her room making her way to find the falcon. She was going to murder him. in any other situation she would have understood that he just didn't get there in time, nor did he even know who Xander was and what he meant to Wanda. But today, she was out for blood.
Everyone who was in the common room actually relaxing for a change were, needless to say surprised when Wanda came stomping into the room with a scowl on her face and murder in her eyes. She scanned the room taking notice of her target, happily sitting on the couch next to the Captain sipping on a beer. Oh if only he knew what was going to come his way. He would have been running for the hills.
"Wanda!" Rhodey said waving his hand, apparently not taking any notice to the fact that Wanda resembled a simmering volcano at the moment. "Want to join us, we were about to watch a movie!" Even vision looked excited, well as excited as a emotionless robot could be, they supposed "would you like to help us pick out a movie?" Sam asked. Wanda snapped at that moment, taking no time too pounce on Sam, strangling him with her bare hands, screaming at him like some monster that would come straight out of the pacific. Everyone wasn't sure whether or not to stop her or laugh because Sam was doing a rather pathetic job of attempting to pry her hands from his neck.
"You… you… you… " Wanda was seething with absolute fury, barely able to form a cohesive thought without it making her even more enraged than she already was. Any thought of logic was going out the window; she wanted to strangle the man until he turned purple. She would have succeeded too, as he was already turning blue, if not for the fact that Steve and Natasha grabbed her, Steve, pulling her away, while Natasha pried her hands off of Sam's neck. Wanda screeched flailing in Steve's grip, desperately trying to reach Sam's neck
"Let go of me!" Wanda screeched, red light blasting all around the room, causing everyone to either get knocked down or in Steve's case, fly straight into the wall, getting the full force of Wanda's attack. Ouch that was going to leave a mar.
Wanda stood there ready to attack again. However she didn't get very far. She felt someone jab her in several spots, causing her vision to go blank and she fell to the floor.
Natasha gasped as Wanda's powers burst from her, causing anyone in the vicinity to get knocked over from the strong psychic attack. She landed on the floor hard, but immediately shrugged it off. She needed to contain the situation before Wanda got any worse. Wanda was among the most powerful members of the avengers; she had so much power, and in some cases (such as this moment) had very little control if she went out of control for even a few moments. No, Natasha needed to get Wanda to calm down or it was more likely that they would be looking at more than just a few people being knocked on to the ground she quickly got up and using her swift agility, jabbed several of Wanda's pressure points, knocking her unconscious. Wanda fell to the ground. Natasha looked at the younger woman.
What had set her off so much that she wanted to kill Sam for it? The two barely spoke to one another. They had good camaraderie, but Wanda had no reason to hold a grudge against Sam. So what had happened? Steve quickly gathered the young woman in his arms "should we take her to the medical wing?" he asked. Natasha smiled and nodded. Good old Steve, always looking out for the others no matter the situation. Well that was the first step in determining what was wrong with Wanda.
Steve and Natasha walked to the medical wing, Wanda in his arms.
Wanda awoke, feeling quite groggy. She opened her eyes, seeing once again the white ceiling of the medical wing. She attempted to sit up, but found herself restrained. Looking down she saw her hands strapped down to the bed she was on, preventing her from moving from the bed. She gasped, struggling against her restraints, but they held firm. She groaned, how was she going to be able to get out of here. She needed to get to the hospital, but instead she was here after (unfortunately) was unable to kill Falcon. Of course now that she had calmed down, she did regret it, so she would have to apologize to him later.
At the moment though she was more preoccupied with needing to get out of her restraints. She rotated her wrists, trying to wriggle out of them, but it was to no avail; they held firm. She looked around, finally taking notice of Steve and Natasha. Both of them were looking at her with a strange mixture of concern and annoyance.
They look alone made her feel like a child. She was still young of course but she wasn't that young. Not that it really mattered, at least in the sense she was till going to be scolded. That was going to end up being a given, considering she hadn't exactly been the best she could be lately.
Steve was the first to speak "Wanda, can you tell us exactly why you felt that it would be a good idea to up and go strangle your teammate out of the blue like that this morning?" he asked, his voice calm.
Wanda opened her mouth, before closing it, unable to come up with a suitable response for her team leader. She really wasn't sure if her explanation would have worked anyway.
She knew that Natasha would be somewhat sympathetic towards her reaction, given that if she told her, Natasha would realize that Wanda had potentially lost yet another person that she cared about (not that she knew whether or not Xander was dead) but despite that, it was not exactly an ideal reason to just go off and kill someone
So yeah she was pretty much screwed either way. However neither was satisfied with her silence "Wanda…" Steve said warningly
Wanda shook her head "I'm sorry! Alright?" She screamed at them, not caring if the entire building heard her angry yell. She gave a fierce growl "I don't care what you think of me! I haven't exactly been myself lately. I've just been trying to move on."
Steve and Natasha looked at each other confused by Wanda's words. Was she talking about Pietro? Of course Pietro had only been dead for about three weeks. There wasn't any way Wanda was going to get over that, let alone after only three weeks. So obviously her reaction to Sam this morning was still confusing to say the least.
Natasha gave Wanda another glare "is there anything else you want to tell us?" she asked, her voice a little harsher on the girl. Natasha didn't really mean to sound so harsh, but Wanda had been manic depressed lately. She couldn't blame Wanda for that since she did lose her brother, though that didn't stop her from worrying about the young girl. she didn't want her to end up becoming any more self destructive than she already was. Natasha had seen it two many times. All her life Natasha had been a killer, having been groomed at a very young age to be a trained lethal assassin. After joining with SHIELD, Natasha had strived to be able free herself from those burdens. She didn't want Wanda to end up having to free herself from similar demons. Not that she was going to admit that allowed.
Steve looked back at Wanda "were going to release you now." he said walking over to the restraints and loosening them enough to allow Wanda to finally free her wrists. She immediately leapt out of the bed and ran out of the room, leaving Steve and Natasha alone, staring at the door that Wanda had so quickly. Steve sighed, "what are we going to do with her?" he asked Natasha. "I would trust her with my life, but she is becoming to dangerous… she attacked Sam without any warning whatsoever.
Steve knew that unchecked power could be very dangerous; he had seen that when fighting HYDRA during the war. The power of the Tesseract was very dangerous, destroying anyone who came in to contact with it. Wanda had been affected by the mind stone, one of the infinity stones that Thor had mentioned prior to leaving for Asgard to attain more information about the power of the stones. As a result Wanda was potentially a weapon of mass destruction.
So what to do with her while she was emotionally unstable was a very good question.
Natasha frowned. She knew that Wanda was having a hard time these past few weeks but that was no excuse for up and attacking a teammate or no reason whatsoever.
"we need to talk to Sam… see what he could have done to set Wanda off like that." she told Steve. Steve nodded "I agree. Lets go talk to him." the two quickly made their way back to the common room. They found Sam in the kitchen rubbing his neck
"Captain, you tell that girl she has a strong grip?" he asked rather jovially for a guy who had nearly been strangled to death.
Steve chuckled "that she does Sam, that she does."
Natasha of course, just decided to get straight to the point "Sam, can you tell us why Wanda attacked you?"
Sam shook his head "I'm sorry Natasha. I'm just as lost as you are. Wanda didn't tell you?"
Steve and Natasha shook their heads. "Well give her time… I'm sure she will explain more when she's calmed down a little bit."
Steve, looked at Natasha, do you mind going to check up on her?" he asked. She shook her head. "Of course not. Natasha made her way to Wanda's room, where she politely knocked on Wanda's door. "Wanda… its me…. Can you open the door?"
There wasn't any response or movement from inside. Natasha quickly opened the door.
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