This will be the last Chapter before i kick start the plot. this has gone on long enough. so i'm going to ramp it up after this. till then, enjoy.


Wanda knocked on Natasha's door, knowing that the assassin would most likely be doing some sort of stretching exercise in he room, which Wanda had joined in on in a couple of the training sessions that they had together. Wanda had a thing for ballet dancing, which influenced her movements when she performed her attacks (which she had to admit felt pretty awesome in the moment). True it was a little flashy, but it did manage to get the job done.

A moment later the door opened revealing the Black Widow herself. She looked a Wanda expectantly. Wanda sighed, scanning Natasha's mind briefly, sensing genuine amusement coming from her. it wasn't hard to se why; Wanda was always coming to her with the problems that she was having ever since Xander had arrived in her life. Not that Wanda was here to talk about that. At least, that wasn't the thing she wanted to talk about, not exactly.

"Hi Natasha, can I talk to you about something?" she asked hurriedly, not wanting to waste any time. As a matter of fact, she didn't have very much time. Xander was still in the shower and even then she didn't have much time to spare.

Natasha smirked and stepped aside-allowing Wanda to enter the room. Shutting the door behind her, Natasha turned to Wanda. "What would you like to talk about Wanda?"

Wanda gave her a brilliant smile "how's your forgery skill coming along?" she asked a very sly grin working its way on to her face. Natasha inwardly gulped. That smile could mean any number of things and she wasn't sure if what Wanda had in mind was going to end up being the most selfless thing on the planet. Still outwardly she smiled. It might be a good thing for her to practice on her skills while she was at it.


Much to Xander's odd embarrassment, he came out of the shower smelling like Wanda, which was both a nice and strange thing all at the same time. He liked the way she smelled; it was very intoxicating, but he would have much more preferred to smell something that smelled like her rather than feel like he was wearing her.

It took a moment for him to realize hat type of thing he just thought and he blushed furiously. He was glad for once that he couldn't talk simply because that would be something that he would never want to said aloud. With a group of superheroes living under one roof, she wasn't sure what could go wrong if the wrong thing he wasn't sure j

He grabbed his cloths from the night before (since he didn't have anything else because of the unexpected request he had gotten from the Avengers; i.e the biggest group of super powered heroes on the entire planet) and slipped into them. he took a look at himself in the mirror that was in Wanda's bathroom. Well, it wasn't like he could complain. At least he wasn't wearing the same blood soaked shirt from before.

Speaking of which, he was not at all sure what Creed was going to do if he ran into the guy today. Sure his pride was definitely wounded when Lynn had punched him, but that could only go so far. Plus, Creed was not one to give up so easily just because of one punch. So it was probably likely that h was going to try something when and if he managed to get the chance to do it. Which meant that Xander was going to have to watch his back for a while. That was the worst part. Lynn wasn't going to be able to watch his back all the time; she had her own schedule to follow. So he would have to do his best to avoid Creed on his own. He had done it before, but that didn't mean he liked the fact he was going to have do that every time Creed was around. He just wished that creed would leave him alone. Unfortunately he wasn't sure what he was going to have to do in order for that to even consider happen.

With a sigh, he left the room.


Natasha typed the finishing touches on the documents she had been preparing. It had taken all of a half an hour but she had managed to hack into the school system, find Xanders records, specifically the school that he went to, and alter the school record so that there was a new student coming in to end the school year. One by the name of Elizabeth Peterson. The chosen alias of Wanda Maximoff herself. Elizabeth her favorite name for a little girl, and Peterson, after her deceased brother. The I.D also included a slight change to her appearance, which Natasha was more than willing to help her with.

Natasha went to her dresser and grabbed a security mask (the same she used in the winter soldier) and slipped it on Wanda's face, and activated it. Wanda face appeared slightly different. Her green eyes turned to brown and her skin tone changed slightly, but not enough so that she looked too different. Just enough so that people wouldn't question why Scarlet Witch was at a school (which to be fair Wanda needed due to her lack of a proper education). But it was still the same beautiful face that belonged to the one and only Wanda maximoff. She then went to her closet and took out a highlighted blond wig that matched Wanda's hairstyle and slipped it on the younger girl

Natasha then stepped back and looked at the younger girl. "Well Wanda I do have to say, you still look good. Despite the fact that you don't look anything like you normally do." Her eyebrows wiggled up and down "wonder if Xander is going is going to find any liking to this change"

Wanda blushed, knowing exactly what Natasha was trying to imply, not that it in anyway helped the situation. She was trying to blend into society without being recognized as a superhero, not look like she was going out on a date! Especially hen the person she would want to date might not recognize her without any sort of examination to it whatsoever. Not that she thought Xander as stupid, he was far from it of course, but even she had to admit, for all those people who called her and her powers weird, this was the weirdest thing that she could ever put herself though and she was a superhero so that was saying a lot.

However Natasha then went to her closet and grabbed some clothes that she had brought for Wanda (which was meant to be a gift and through them at the younger girl "you cant go into public school wearing that uniform, so get in the closet and get dressed"

A few minutes later, Wanda came out wearing a black skirt and a red shirt, with a light black jacket over her torso. Natasha gave her a smile "Xanders going to drool all over you, you know?" she said, her smile quickly becoming a smirk.

"Natasha!" she cried, shaking her head furiously. "I'm not… we're not!" she stuttered, unable to stop her blush from growing even more furiously than it had before. "That's not why I'm going through this!" oh that was a lie and they both knew it. She was going to school to spend time with Xander outside of being a part of the team; she wanted to see what is life was like beyond what she had seen so far! Sure it might lead to a deeper romantic relationship, but that was far from what she was hoping to do at the moment. Natasha might have slightly more experience in romantics but even Wanda knew that that rushing was a bad idea. "I just want to see him a little more often!" she screeched, before clamping her hands over her mouth, hoping that no one had heard that. Too bad Natasha had to hear it though because she was just going to love using this against Wanda later. Hopefully Xander (whom she hoped was still in her room) didn't hear any of that. they had grown closer of course, but it was still embarrassing for her to have him hear anything like that. se was still young only 17, romantics were the least of her problems. She was just more concerned about Xanders safety than trying to marry him!

it took her a moment to realize what she just thought and she shook her head. Man why was it she was turning into such a mess. She needed to get a better hold of herself!

Natasha smiled then looked at her clock. "Wanda, you'd better go; school starts soon and Xander's probably leaving right about now."

Wanda's eyes widened and she turned and ran out the door.


Xander was just about to his car (he wanted to say goodbye to Wanda, but hadn't found her and he really needed time to get to school otherwise he was going to be late and he really didn't need any of that at the moment) when suddenly he was tackled from behind by a very strong force. Turning around, he noticed Wanda, who was wearing a very nice, yet very terrible disguise. He could clearly tell it was her; she just swapped out some of the colors she normally wore. He raised an eyebrow, his lip twitching into a smirk.

Wanda rolled her now chocolate brown eyes "Really Xander; is it that terrible?" she asked him Xander shook his head. He really didn't mind Wanda looking like that…. he just liked the way she normally looked a lot more. Mainly because it was the real Wanda and not whatever what this was supposed to be. Still, he could tell that it was her and he had to admit, she looked remarkably stunning in that outfit. Not that she normally didn't. His cheeks colored slightly as he remembered her in a towel. He shook his head, not wanting that to be at the forefront of his mind.

Wanda smiled then asked "mind if I drive?" she said holding up the keys to her motor cycle?"


The two arrived at the school, where Wanda picked up her class schedule from the front office and coincidently, it had to be so that she and Xander had the exact same schedule, which was something he liked. They had spent most of the day together and now it was lunchtime. This was the time that Xander dreaded the most because it was the only time that he could do anything to avoid Creed. He had been lucky not to run into him so far, but that could always change.

Wanda and Xander sat down and started munching on their lunches, which honestly weren't that bad, at least for school food, but neither of them were really happy wit it. They just dint have the time to make lunch after the fiasco this morning and the fact that Xander's lunches were at his house. Where he wasn't at all the night before.

However as the two were eating Wanda suddenly stiffened, her senses picking something up. she could hear someone's thoughts 'that bastard… who does he think he is. That art freak.' She looked around her eyes scanning the cafeteria. She soon spotted a buff jock like male, who was glaring at Xander hatefully. She frowned sensing jealously coming from this student. She scanned his mind, only to recoil in disgust. He was jealous because Xander was smart, a good student and had three very… she made a growl of disgust, accidently getting Xanders attention. She could feel his concern and confusion, but she just shook her head "its nothing Xander. Just the food was a little bitter in that last bite."

Well it wasn't a total lie, but as her thoughts returned to the student, she couldn't believe what he had read. That guy was jealous of Xander for everything. His academics and even worse his friends. Even though he was clearly good in his own right. he had very good grades, was the captain of the football team and even had a loving girlfriend. So why was he so hateful towards Xander?

Suddenly the student got up and began walking towards the table where she and Xander were sitting. She stood up, sensing a confrontation was coming. She did not need Xander getting hurt. His arm was still in the cast. She couldn't forgive herself if she allowed him to get hurt even more.

"Hey Xandy!" Creed screamed at them. Xander looked up, fear apparent in his eyes. Wanda's heart broke, sensing the fear rolling off in waves as Cred approached. She bit her lip. Why was Xander so afraid? Though she elected never to read his mind, she had to at least understand why he was so afraid. With a heavy heart, she scanned his mind. All at once, a pure and utter rage burst from her heart. This… this was unacceptable! This guy… Her rage boiled. Disguise be damned she was not about to let this guy go unpunished. She made her way to Xanders side of the table standing right in front of him.

Xander looked at Wanda, or rather her back. He was happy that she cared so much, but she really didn't need to. Creed wasn't the type to give up. There was nothing that she could do to stop him, could she?

Creed walked right up to Wanda laughing at the idea of her trying to protect Xander. She was several inches shorter than him and (since he wasn't aware of her identity of course) she didn't seem all that intimidating given her small stature. Though for everyone who was looking at her face, Wanda was giving a look that would kill even the most hardened criminal

Reaching, her Creed leaned down staring Wanda straight in the eye. She could sense his amusement (which only served to make her angrier than she already was)

Creed had already been hit by a girl and he wasn't about to let the same happen now (though he would never hit a girl because hey, he had some standards) "just what are you going to do to stop me?" he said chuckling.

Wanda scowled and lifted her finger which was discreetly glowing with red light, and she flicked her finger, smacking Creeds forehead, which jerked his head back and he let out an "ow!" of surprise and pain. He growled before turning and walking away "lets go guys."

Surprised, his cronies followed.

Wanda grinned. Creed was definitely going to feel that tomorrow. And maybe for the next week.

She then returned to her seat. Xander was looking at her with surprise as he was not expecting that to happen at all. Wanda just shrugged and returned to her meal. "Its going to be alright Xander." She told him.


Next time, Tony Stark makes an appearance. Later on… Chaos in the tower.