Chapter 10: Wandaverse
-Hydra base, H11, Chernobyl, Ukraine-
"You what?!" One Victor Rowner yelled at Bob as the man backpedaled away from him. "You ran away?!" He growled as his voice rose at what he just heard.
"I didn't have a choice!" Bob whimpered rather pathetically. "There was only one person, and he still killed the entire unit!" He continued.
"You damned babbling idiot!" Vicor growled angrily. "How are we supposed to accomplish our goals if our troops are too fucking inept to get through one mere child?!" He ranted.
"That was no kid. I saw him rip a guy's soul out of a guy's body. And every bullet, knife, or crowbar we used–they just slothed off him. Like it never happened. And–he even knows how to disappear!" Bob yelled.
"We were able to have Tiamat in our custody for as long as we did before she escaped! This boy will be no different! He'll be another pawn for us to use to take over the world!" Victor told Bob… It should be incredibly clear how big of a dumbass he is.
"Yeah, well you'll have to do it without my help." Bob stated, slamming his belt on the man's desk. "Because I quit." He added firmly. "No way am I gonna keep doing a job that's gonna get me killed "
"Fine, then! I have more competent soldiers ready to take your place." The mad scientist scoffed dismissively. As Bob turned and booked it out of the office, Rowner looked at the card he left.
The card was white with a black Crow painted on it in a feather brush style, and on the back it read: "The Crow sends his regards. Ezekiel 25:17"
Glaring at the slip of paper, he threw it down before massaging his temples with his hands, a migraine setting in.
A few minutes passed before a light tapping could be heard on the metal walls of the base, echoing around him ominously. He wasn't alone
"Who's there?" He called, but received no reply. "This isn't funny! Do you want to be demoted to a test subject?!" He barked in irritation.
The tapping continued, growing in speed and frequency for several seconds, before a flying figure landed on his desk.
It was a single crow, who stood on Bob's old belt, and pecked at the article of the clothing at its talons, before squawking at the man–wings flashed open and plumage puffed and ruffled.
"Is this some kind of fucking joke?!" The "man" questioned with a twitching eyebrow.
"If you think that's a joke, then you must have one sad sense of humor." A voice said behind him, causing Rowner to jump and fall out of his seat. It was Eric who spoke, in his true form and costume, Edgar perching on his shoulder as he crossed his arms.
"Who the hell are you supposed to be, you goth freak?!" Victor demanded. Eric merely chuckled in response.
"Who I am isn't important, but I do know you." He stated. "Victor Rowner. You're a PHD in human science, born in London. You were sent to live with your grandparents after your mother disappeared and your father was imprisoned after losing his medical license for "Unethical Medical Experiments." The Psychopomp listed off as he strolled along through the office. "Graduated at the second highest of your class, though seen as antisocial and sociopathic by your professors and peers alike. Married once to one Eliza Riker, who was above you in class–and was divorced by her five years later for "continuous emotional and physical abuse and psychological manipulation"." He continued, fiddling with a Newton's Cradle on the man's desk with Edgar. "Is that enough or shall I keep going?" He asked.
"What the hell could you possibly want?!" Rowner growled, seething at his life being recounted. His wife should've stayed with him like the bitch she was, damn it! She had no right to leave!
Eric didn't respond as he patted his pet on the head. "One question at a time. Since you asked. I go by many names. And have for millenia." He stated coolly. "Anubis, Konchu, Thanatos, Hermès, Charon, Peuchan, Hei Bai, Wu Chong, Chalotoattl, Wawatae, Hel, Valkyrie, Xarathos, Baron Samedi, Shinigami, Archangel Michael or Raphael, The Grim Reaper." He listed as he fed his bird a piece of bread. "But you can call me… The Crow." He stated, the room suddenly becoming darker, casting a corvid shadow over Rowner as Edgar flapped his wings.
"Nevermore!" He cawed.
"So you're the little shit that killed the unit sent to retrieve Tiamat…" Rowner growled, only to grunt after a slap was delivered to his face.
"She has a name; Chelsea Marks. You'll live longer if you remember it." Eric told him firmly. "Tell me, do you read the Bible, Victor?" The psychopomp questioned, walking around the man as he tried to reach for a gun.
"Why would I bother wasting time with that?" He shot back, his hand getting closer to the gun.
"You'll find some fascinating things there. Very fascinating." Eric told him. "Like this passage, here." He continued as he pulled out a small Bible. "Ezekiel 25:17, Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children." He began as he slipped between realms and disappeared after finishing the line, causing Victor to look around, flailing his gun about.
"Where are you?!" He yelled, breath ragged.
"Here." The corvid teen whispered, causing the scientist to scream as the boy swatted his gun out of his hand and pinned him to the wall–Wrist Blade deployed. "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And they will know my name is the LORD when I lay my vengeance upon thee!" He finished, his blade mere inches from the man's face.
Now Victor's fear was starting to catch up with him. He could feel sweat pouring down the side of his head, and his arms were trembling. Looks like Bob was right about one thing: This was no kid. Not even a little.
"You won't die. Not today… But you'll definitely wish you did." Eric told him. "Your time will come–and your soul will be mine." He added with a death-like whisper. Then he and Edgar disappeared between realms, and the room brightened up again and it looked like Eric was never there in the first place. The puncture holes from his wrist blades were even gone.
The man slid down the wall and onto the floor, completely in shock as he crawled to his desk and fumbled for the intercom.
"G-G-Get me to high command, tell them it's urgent!" He yelled into the speaker before he fainted.
(A few days later)
A few days later, a new group of HYDRA agents were hunting Eric in the woods, only these guys seemed more competent and well trained than the others. Not to mention better armed.
"This brat won't know what hit him." One of the soldiers said, though whether it was out of cockiness or confidence was unclear.
"Fuckin' right he won't." Another said in agreement as he looked around. Then the group hear a caw, causing them to look up and see a crow on a branch. "Hey, didn't rowner say the kid had a pet crow with him?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the corvid avian.
"Yeah, but there's now way to verify if that's the right one. Don't waste ammo on a hunch." Another soldier told him.
It was then that a gentle melody started playing as the Crow started to bob to a sort of beat, and several other animals that were in the area did the same.
"There's something happening here. What it is, ain't exactly clear." A voice sang, but the soldiers couldn't tell where it came from, or if it was a human or one of the animals that said it.
"There's a man with a gun over there." A possum said, revealing that he was the source. "Tellin' me, I've got to beware. Sayin'–."
"STOP!" The other animals said, looking around.
"Children, what's that sound? Everyone hears what's going down. STOP Children, what's that sound? Everyone hear what's going round…" The little woodland creatures sang before they slowly crawled away to hide, distracting the soldiers from Eric, who was also there, behind one of the guys in a bush.
"The hell…?" One of the other soldiers uttered in confusion, none of them noticing Eric take out his first victim.
The animals then crawled back out again as the goons moved forward.
"Strangers come into our wood. We'd understand them, if only we could." The possum sang again. "But what's the reason, that they can give–for not wanting me or you to live?" He added, looking at his beaver companion before the chorus came back and the other animals joined in.
"STOP! Children, what's that sound? Everybody look what's goin' 'round…" The sang softly Then they retreated again, allowing Eric to take out two more without being noticed.
"Okay, this is starting to get oddly creepy." One of the three remaining goons noted as he looked around the woods. "Like we're in a 80s horror flick." He added.
"I hear ya." Another nodded in agreement. Then the animals appeared again.
"The forest hides ancient woes, of a million years of bucks and does. They passed silently before today." The possum sang. "Can't we all live our own way? We better–" It continued before being cut off by another verse.
"STOP! Children, what's that sound? Everybody look what's goin' 'round…" They sang as Eric boldly took out one more, leaving two remaining.
"STOP!"
It was then that the boy dropped down to the two remaining goons, and aerial assassinated them both in one go.
"Man, I love illusion powers." He grinned as all the animals all disappeared, revealing that they were all illusions. This had to be one of his most elaborate HYDRA killing sessions yet.
He mentally thanked his uncles for introducing him to the Muppets when he was younger.
It was then that he got a phone call.
"Hello?" He said before having to hold his phone out as Chelsea yelled at him.
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" The Dragoness yelled.
"Chill, would you? And I just dropped a HYDRA squad that was hunting me after I gave Rowner a scare." He replied.
"You–?! WHAT?!" The dirty blonde yelled in disbelief.
"You heard me. I put the fear of death into him, and he's runnin' scared." Eric chuckled.
"How'd you even find him?!" The blonde blurted.
"Tracking device. I use it to trace his location and then slip between realms right to him." The corvid teen stated. "My powers require that I know the location that I'm going to, so I needed a general location." He added.
"And you left him alive, because…?" Chelsea trailed off.
"He's your kill. Not mine." Eric shrugged in reply. "Give me some credit, Chelsea, I can exercise restraint."
"... Fair enough." The dragon woman shrugged, seeing his point. She did have a skeleton to pick with Rowner, after all.
"He seemed pretty mad that I knew everything about him. Heh, I love pushing my victims buttons." He chuckled. "Anyway, do you know anything about this guy that the Prof's bringing to meet Wanda?" He asked as he started slipping between realms again.
Speaking of which, whenever he walked between realms, he always ended up on a frozen pathway that was covered in white flowers and ice that was in an eternal blizzard.
He wasn't one hundred percent sure, but he thought he was walking along the branches of Yggdrasil.
"Not much, other than that he's some kind of therapist, I think." Chelsea replied. "Former Neuro Surgeon I think, Stephen… Strange, I think?" She continued.
"Dr. Strange? Well there's a name I haven't heard in a while." The boy noted.
"You know him?" The blonde asked.
"Yeah. He's also called the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj, it's a monastery in Nepal." The Psychopomp explained. "I met him when he saved me from a Moon Knight."
"Who's Moon Knight?" The blonde asked as a portal appeared in front of Eric.
"Not who. What. And trust me, they're some tough sons." The psychopomp told her as he walked through the portal and appeared in his room.
"OK…" She said before she hung up.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile in Wanda and Rogue's room, the witch's eyes shot open as they glowed red, the words "Chaos Reigns" above her head.
Wanda Maximoff just woke up and chose violence. Time to cause some mayhem.
She got out of bed and put on a scarlet shirt and some form fitting jeans, and there was no school since it was Saturday, so that meant she had time to cook up her scheme.
The last thing she put on a Gold Star of David necklace that, surprisingly, was left for her by her father.
"You alright, sugah?" Rogue asked as she walked next to her roommate.
"I'm fine. Just planning out something that came to me." Wanda told her in reply.
"That being what, exactly?" The Southern Belle questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"You'll see." She stated as they went to the Danger Room.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, Darryl was sitting with Bast talking about the latter's personal thoughts. Particularly, the cat woman's desire to reconnect with her family.
"So your family is from Gaza, right?" The boy questioned.
"Yeah, my parents are pretty solidly Muslim. I am too, but… not nearly as much as they were." Bast nodded.
"Was the reason why you left something to do with your religious background?" He questioned.
"No." Bast replied, shaking her head. "When my cat features manifested, my father thought it was a curse from Allah for my disobedience and kicked me out of the house. Then HYDRA found me sometime later and… Well, I think you can guess what happened next from there." She explained, getting a scowl in return.
"Unfortunately…" He growled. He really, truly hated it when people discriminated against others for their appearances alone along with other factors. "What do you mean by disobedience?"
"They wanted me to marry a family friend's son after they paid a dowry for me, despite the fact that I had no intention to do so since I wanted to go to medical school." The cat girl explained. "My father thought that women were supposed to only be wise mothers, dutiful and obedient housewives and nothing else. So me wanting to be a doctor spat in the face of his beliefs. "Treason" he called it." She added, her tail twitching.
She also spotted Darryl's eyebrow twitching, cluing her in that he did not approve of her father's view on things. Case in point…
"He's a fucking idiot. Your life is yours to do with as you will; he had no right to do what he did to you." He stated in a firm tone, causing the cat woman to smile a bit.
"Thanks." She nodded. "Nice to know that I've got someone to talk to about this, and give me something positive." She added.
"Do you have a picture of them?" The Wakandan boy asked. Bast nodded as she pulled out a picture.
The picture was clearly old, having water and stretching damage due to constantly being folded. It showed a man in his forties, who looked to be Turkish in appearance wearing a small turbin, had a well kept beard, and Bast's eyes. The mother looked like Bast would probably look like if she were thirty or so, minus the cat features. She looked like she could have been Gazan and Ottoman, and there was a boy who was being held by a twelve year old Bast.
"Selim, my father. Ilila, my mother. And Suleiman, my little brother." Bast explained, putting the picture away. "I haven't seen them in years." She added with a sigh.
"What's stopping you from getting back in touch with them again? I'm sure your mom would be elated to hear your voice after all this time." Darryl wondered.
"Well I don't know if their phone numbers changed over the years, for starters." Bast replied, which was kinda fair. That would make contacting them difficult. "The other… I don't know if I'd be welcomed back." She added with a sigh. Darryl frowned a bit as he sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"You shouldn't hold yourself back based on that second reason. No matter what, your mother will welcome you back into her arms." He told her softly. Bast could help but lean on him with a smile on her face.
"You really know how to make a lady feel better about herself, you know that?" She told him with a light purr.
"I try. I try." The seer chuckled before Ororo came around the corner. "Hey Ororo, you need something?" He asked.
"Yes, could you come with me to the garden please? It seems the trees need watering." She explained, which got a raised eyebrow from Bast and a small grin from Darryl.
"The trees need watering" was a code phrase that Ororo used to signal that she wanted some alone time with her lover.
"Alright. I can help out." He nodded as he got up. "See you later, Bast." He told the cat woman before walking off with Ororo.
'Why do I have the feeling there's more to what they're doing?' She wondered idly before shrugging it off. 'Eh. Probably nothing.' She added.
It was the polar opposite of nothing.
In Ororo's garden, said woman smiled as she walked towards Darryl, her naked body on display for him. Once she was close enough, she pulled him in for a kiss, which he returned. When they separated for air, the weather witch looked down with a small frown.
"You need to get rid of these clothes." She told him, tugging at his pants.
"One moment." The younger boy replied before he stripped himself. The older woman looked him up and down, finding his toned body not only perfect to her, but also very sexy.
"So, what would you like me to use first?" She purred as she stroked his big black cock and fondled his balls. "My dirty hands?" She asked before bringing her hands to her chest and cupping it. "My big and gorgeous EE-cup dark chocolate tits?" She continued before turning around and squeezing her ass and slapping it, making it jiggle. "My peach shaped ass?" She continued before she knelt before him and licked his twelve inch cock from base to tip. "Or my slutty little mouth?" She added.
"Use those wonderful tits of yours. I want to feel how soft they are." The seer replied.
"Of course… Master." The woman purred as she sandwiched his sausage in between her massive chocolate jugs. As the witch bounced her tits up and down, she gasped and moaned at how hard and warm it felt against her supple skin.
"Fuck, they're so soft!" Darryl moaned as his tip poked out in front of Ororo's face, prompting her to lick it whenever she could. When she did, she found herself liking the taste.
"So tasty." She purred as she licked at some pre cum. "Your semen is like a race horse's, just like your… Big… Cock." She added in between licks.
"And you enjoy it." The Wakandan boy smirked.
"Tell me, have you planned on claiming any other women for our little harem?" Ororo asked as she ran her jugs along his length.
"I've got my eyes on Bast next." He replied. "Her cat features make her look really cute, and she's amazing as a person, too. Why shouldn't I?" He added.
"I second that." Ororo nodded. "I can already see her giving us a beautiful litter of gorgeous babies." She purred. Then she felt his dick twitch in her cleavage. "Go on, sweetie. Cum for your witch." She coaxed, and he immediately showered her in his thick seed, which she scooped up and ate without a second thought.
"That… That mental image of Bast giving us some kittens… it made me cum so hard!" The Wakandan boy growled in lust.0
"Mission accomplished." Ororo chuckled as she stood up. Darryl then glanced at the woods outside the window, giving him an idea.
"I think we need a new place for us to make love. Let's take this into the woods." He said with a smirk, which Ororo returned.
"Well aren't you bold?" She giggled.
"What? Doesn't the idea of making love in the woods like a pair of wild animals turn you on?" Darryl asked as he licked her left nipple before stroking her pussy and getting juices on his hand, which he sucked clean. "It does, doesn't it?" He said as she blushed and he smacked her ass. "You're so slutty." He told her.
"I know." She moaned before she kissed him as she walked over to the window with a sway in her hips to keep Darryl's attention focused on her chocolate colored ass. She then opened it and beckoned him to her. "Come. I'll fly us there." She purred.
The boy nodded as he took her hand and the two flew into the forest under the cover of clouds, and as they landed, Darryl kissed Ororo passionately and caressed her hair, their bodies glistening from the moisture inside the clouds.
"I love you, Ororo." He told her, cupping her cheek.
"I love you too, Darryl." The woman replied lovingly as she leaned on a tree. "Come. Ravage your slutty goddess." She purred, bouncing her breasts enticingly. "Make love to me." She added.
Darryl smiled as he picked her up by her legs and wrapped them around her waist and slid his equine sized cock into her pussy, making her moan. "Oh fuck you're tight!" He moaned as he looked at her moaning face as he thrusted into her. "You said my sperm reminded you of a race horse, then I guess that makes you my mare!" He growled as he started plowing her against a tree.
"Yes it does!" Ororo moaned loudly as her pussy was reshaped entirely by the massive cock pounding her brains out.
"So good, oh yeah!" He groaned as he kept pounding her. However as this was going on, someone dragged their claws across some tree bark in the distance.
It was Bast, and she could see what they were doing, having come to investigate the clouds she saw earlier. A blush was all over her face, and she was very turned on by what she was seeing.
'I figured Darryl was hung, but… wow! I never thought he'd be that hung!' She thought as she watched the younger boy plow Ororo into a tree.
Back with the two lovers, Ororo's eyes rolled back into her head, having climaxed nine times after five minutes. She was in heaven and the younger stud was utterly ruining her… and she loved it.
"Darryl—Oh god!—I'm cumming again!" The woman moaned as she came for the tenth time so far.
"So am I!" The boy groaned as he blasted his load right into his head soon-to-be-wife's pussy, causing her to let out a yell as she felt her stomach bloat and make her look two months pregnant.
The younger mutant pulled out of her and sat against the tree with her in his lap. The two of them relaxed as they caught their breath, neither hesitating to caress each other's body.
"Still got one more round in you?" Ororo asked as she ran her hands along his muscles.
"Yeah. Where do you want it?" Darryl asked in reply as he ran a hand over her right breast.
"Put it in my ass." She told him as she sat on his lap, his manhood sliding right into her ass and stretching it wide. "Oh yes~! This is what I need!" She moaned as she gritted her teeth in pain and pleasure. Darryl, meanwhile, was fighting the urge to change their position so he could rail the weather witch's ass like no tomorrow.
"Your ass is tighter than your pussy!" He exclaimed as he grabbed her breasts from behind.
"I can feel you stretching me out, there's no way I can take anyone else after this!" Ororo moaned in bliss as she kept bouncing on his length while her lover continued fondling her large breasts.
Likewise, Darryl was thrusting his hips up to meet her bounces. After a few minutes, the older woman was under her younger lover, who was still railing her backside as hard as he could while his lover moaned in pleasure and bliss.
"Ororo… I'm gonna cum!" He groaned as the woman's ass tightened around him suddenly like a vice.
"In my ass! I want it in my ass!" Ororo yelled, the side of her face pressed against the grass. With a groan, Darryl sent a larger load of his spunk right into his lover's ass, causing her to scream as she felt her stomach bloat once more and make her look five months pregnant.
As the younger boy pulled out of his future head wife's wonderful peach shaped backside, he once more leaned against the tree with her in his lap, both of them spent.
"Mmm, that was good." Ororo sighed as they embraced.
"Yeah." Darryl nodded as he kissed her forehead.
Meanwhile, Bast was a complete mess. The sight in front of the cat woman had turned her on so much that she had taken her shirt and bra off just to play with her breasts while her face was beet red.
'I… I gotta get in on that.' The woman thought as she muffled the scream she made as she orgasmed.
She was definitely getting with Darryl now. Then a seemingly random squirrel ran up to the basking pair and turned into a naked Mystique, who gave the two a sultry smile.
"I literally watched all of that, and you managed to leave me feeling aroused." She told them.
"Glad to know I did so." The boy smirked in reply. "But I'm actually feeling spent right now. Sorry hon." He added.
"That's alright. How about I just clean up your tool for you?" She offered before getting on the ground and started giving Darryl a blowjob.
"Ooooh yeah, that's it Raven. Right there, baby." The seer groaned as he stroked the Shapeshifter's red hair, closing his eyes in bliss.
And Bast watched it all.
(Meanwhile)
"So Wanda, Professor Xavier informed you about what we'll be doing today?" Dr. Strange asked as Forge was working on something off to the side.
The mechanic had stopped by the institute per Xavier's request, wanting to see if he could fashion a gadget that allowed Wanda to naturally become accustomed to using larger bursts of power.
Dr. Strange, meanwhile, was a man in his forties who was dressed in the garb of a Napal monk, with a high collared red cloak on his shoulders and an amulet of an eye around his neck.
Physically, though, he bore a striking resemblance to Benedict Cumberpatch.
"Yeah. We're basically going to do some exercises to help me better control my powers, right?" The goth girl asked.
"That's right. Specifically by trying to determine its upper limits." The man nodded as he concentrated and made his amulet–the All Seeing Eye of Agamotto–open. "The Eye of Agamotto will inform me of this limit shortly, just keep still."
It was at this point that Eric and Chelsea walked in, chatting a bit. "So, have you decided to call your family yet?" The psychopomp asked.
"I have, but not yet. I still need time to gather my thoughts." The blonde replied.
"Ah, I gotcha." He nodded before noticing Forge. "Oh hey, Forge!" He called, walking to him. "What're you working on?" He asked, Edgar hopping onto the work table and pecking at a crescent bolt.
"A little something for Wanda to help her adjust to high bursts of power." The young tech prodigy replied.
"Well I hope it works. We don't want a repeat of last week…" The boy nodded with a shudder when he recalled the time that Wanda accidentally HeXed the pipes and flooded the institute after Kurt accidentally teleported into the shower with her.
"I heard…" Forge shuddered as well. "But yeah. This belt will help her well enough. But I won't know without any practical data." He added.
"Which is where the good doctor comes in." Xavier informed as he rolled towards the two. "Eric, I see you decided to go out again."
"Sorry prof, had an errand to run." The boy apologized.
'If by errand you mean killing spree…' The Dragoness thought, rolling her eyes, which caught Logan and Jean's attention.
"Does Chlesea know something we don't?" The redhead whispered to the scraggly mutant.
"Maybe." Logan whispered back.
Xavier seemed to be suspicious of the deflection, but decided not to press the issue. "Well, as long as you're here now." The telepath nodded as Forge finished working.
"Finished." He said. "Alright, Wanda, try it on!" He called, tossing the belt to her.
Catching it, she took a moment to look it over. It basically looked like the utility belt worn by Christopher Nolan's Batman, except it was colored red. Once she finished looking it over, she put it on diagonally in true goth fashion.
"Alright… now what?" She asked.
"Turn the dial on the buckle, that'll activate it." The teen explained. Wanda nodded as she did so, causing the seams of the belt to glow pink. "Perfect." He smiled, thumbs up.
It was at this point that Strange finally closed the Eye of Agamotto. "Interesting…" He hummed, stroking his goatee.
"What?" Wanda asked, wondering what was going through the man's head.
"It would seem that your powers have been tampered with, thus allowing you to access Chaos Magic." The Sorcerer Supreme explained. "A power that could allow you to change the very fabric of reality if you so chose." He continued.
"Alter reality, huh?" The HeX girl mused, another piece to the puzzle of her scheme falling into place. 'That could be what I need.' She thought.
"So, what exactly do you wanna do here, anyway?" Chelsea questioned as she crossed her arms.
"I'm going to have Wanda try to cast a small area HeX over the Danger Room to see just what kind of reality warping these powers give her." Strange explained. "Specifically, I want to see if it's an actual tangible effect on reality, like that of the Reality Stone."
"That's one of the six Infinity Stones." Eric whispered.
"Or if it's merely a nearly perfect physical illusion. Like the ones Eric can create." The doctor added, looking at the boy as he and Edgar looked away, whistling nervously.
"Only one way to find out. Hold onto your butts." Wanda said as she began gathering HeX magic in her hands.
The girl's hands then started to glow the usual blue as things started to bend and warp around them, then it slowly turned to purple as the changes in reality became more radical (dinosaurs running through the room and disappearing, jungles appearing and disappearing, etc.), and then… as the energy turned red–everything went south.
Since everything was so chaotic, it was hard for anyone to make out what was happening. Pretty soon, everyone in the Institute and beyond fell unconscious as a red wave blasted over Bayville.
(Later)
Eric groaned as he woke up in bed as sunlight slowly shined through the windows of his room.
"Huh… Weird dream." He sighed as he slowly got out of bed, only to stop when he felt two arms wrap around his waist, on both sides.
Looking, he was shocked to see that Rogue and Wanda were both sleeping next to him with smiles on their faces! The other shocking part was that they were in goth themed lingerie in black and green for Rogue while Wanda had pink and scarlet!
'What the hell…?!' He thought before it hit him. There were only two explanations for him being in this situation.
Either he was in a very convincing illusion… Or Wanda rewrote reality so he could live his ideal life. Then he noticed a dresser flicker slightly, confirming that he was in a physical illusion of his ideal life.
'Ya know… this is actually kinda nice.' The corvid teen smiled as he saw Edgar sleeping on the dresser. He then decided to test something and kissed Rogue and Wanda, causing them to wake up and go into a three way kiss with him.
He was both surprised and pleased when the two girls reciprocated it in their sleep with gusto that suggested experience. Eric chalked it up to the illusion they were in.
Well, if he was gonna be stuck in this, might as well enjoy it while he can.
"Mmmm, well, Ah certainly don't mind wakin' up like this." Rogue purred as her beautiful gray eyes fluttered open and her voluptuous purple painted lip curled into a smile. "Mornin' sugah." She cooed, hugging the Gray skinned boy's neck.
"Morning, love." Eric smiled as he felt Wanda snuggle into him from his left side.
"I know you've got more for me." The HeX girl purred, her arms wrapping around his neck.
Eric smiled as he kissed her next, moaning as they moved in for another three way with Rogue, before the boy slowly moved his hands up and took handfuls of their perfectly perky bosoms.
"Oh~! Babayah, ya feelin' frisky right now?" The Southern Belle questioned as she broke from the make out fest and kissed the psychopomp's cheek–leaving a purple lipstick mark.
"Maybe I am. Are you protesting?" Eric asked with a smirk.
"Nope." Wanda grinned as one of her hands went into his shorts.
The boy groaned as he felt her grab his manhood and start to stroke it. Taking one of her breasts into his hands, he quickly took off her bra and started sucking on her teat, causing the witch to moan in bliss.
"Oh that's good~!" Wanda moaned as Rogue got rid of his shorts and got down in front of the boy's length.
"That's it, Rogue! Just like that!" Eric groaned as the Southern Belle gave him a blowjob. Then his mind wandered to what the others were experiencing.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in another part of the illusion, Chelsea herself sighed happily as she laid on a couch in the middle of a very well put together cabin in front of a fireplace, both of them covered by a blanket as two small children slept not far from them underneath their own blanket–the windows flickering to show either the Canadian woods or winter in the Nevada desert outside.
The two children were a young boy, around five or six years old and a girl who was around three or four.
The boy had dirty blonde hair like Chelsea, brown eyes (which were closed) like hers, and a face that looked like it took after both of them. With Logan's smooshed nose and Chelsea's soft but well cut features.
The little girl, meanwhile, had blonde hair and Chelsea's green eyes, but had an angular yet soft face like Logan, but had Chelsea's button nose. She also had a crown of small red horns around her head, some flesh colored scales, and a leathery spaded tail.
These were Drake and Natalie Howlett, two kids that–in a perfect univers–Chelsea would want to have with Logan.
But what was most surprising about this entire scene, was that Chelsea and Logan both had wedding rings on their hands.
It looked like both of them were married in their ideal lives.
"Now this is the good life…" She whispered in contentment.
"You said it, Chels." Logan muttered back, equally content. "I haven't felt like this in… I can't even remember how long." He added.
"Well, now you can, every single day." The Dragoness smiled as she kissed her "husband" on the lips, smiling in genuine happiness–something she'd thought she'd forgotten how it felt.
"So true." Logan smiled as he held her close. It was then that Drake and Natalie slowly woke up, yawning.
"Morning sleepy heads." The blonde cooed as she sat up. "Come here, you two." She told them.
Drake smiled as he jumped into his mother's arms and Natalie went to her father, both hugging each other happily.
"Love you mom/mommy, Dad/daddy." The tykes exclaimed as the four embraced each other.
Logan and Chelsea smiled as they hugged their children, relishing in the familial love between all of them.
It was then that they got a call on the phone, which Chelsea answered. "Hello? Oh! Hey Mom." She beamed,,as if she hadn't been estranged from her parents for over a decade.
It soon became clear, what both of these formerly tortured mutants wanted most in their lives.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in Darryl's part of the illusion, it was glaringly obvious his ideal life was one that would make most men green with envy. Why?
Because his ideal life was one that involved a harem consisting of Ororo, Bast, Mystique, a rejuvenated Irene aka Destiny, Misty Knight, Maria Hill, and Jennifer Walter's aka She-Hulk.
The young man's idealized life showed him and his harem living in Wakanda or Manhattan with his family, though it was clear that the former was the more preferred option, as it stayed in place the longest.
Ororo and his other women were all dressed in traditional Wakandan garb, and they all lounged about in their home amongst the Jabari tribe.
In particular, Mystique was currently in a passionate embrace with Destiny, one that Darryl very much enjoyed watching.
"I honestly never thought my life would take this kind of turn." Jennifer commented with a smile as she relaxed.
"Be glad it did, or things would be much more different." Bast told her, her cat tail wrapped around her waist.
"Mmmm, oh Raven, I can't thank you enough for opening my eyes to this." Irene moaned as Raven kissed her neck. "Now, we can be together, forever in the embrace
of so many lovers." She sighed in pure bliss.
"Indeed, and it's all thanks to the strapping young man we all love." The blue skinned shapeshifter sighed happily.
"I do enjoy making the women I love feel good about themselves, and helping them when I need it." Darryl said with a smile as Ororo wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You know Darryl, the girls and I have been thinking, and…" The weather witch purred before looking back at the other women. "We think it's about time we started… expanding our little family again." She told him.
"So I say we get busy on that." Misty grinned, moving onto his lap.
"Alright, I just hope you ladies realize what you're signing up for." The seer told his harem as he gripped Misty's hips and revealed that they were unclothed under their robes. "Because I won't stop until our endeavor bears fruit–for all of you." He added as he slid right into Misty, causing her to gasp, eyes widening.
"Don't expect us to just sit idly." Maria chuckled as she took her top off, letting her D-cup mounds bounce free.
(Meanwhile)
Elsewhere in a completely different part of Bayville that was within the dome of pure and wild chaos magic that surrounded the entire town, Lance Alvers was living out his own ideal situation.
And what was that? Well, one of those things involved going on a date with Kitty to a drive in movie. Crazy enough, this particular trait of the idealized play of events seemed to be a symmetrical two way street.
The two spent their date awkwardly sharing a bag of popcorn and drinks, Lance even offering the girl some of his chili dog, only for her to reject it.
"No thanks, Lance. Like, it's sweet of you to ask, but I don't eat pork." She told him.
The walking earthquake seemed confused before he realized. "Ooooh. You never mentioned you were Jewish." He stated.
"Like, I'd that a problem?" She asked indignantly.
"No, just would have liked a heads up. If I knew, I wouldn't have ordered hotdogs." He told her, which caused the girl to blush before she hugged him, smiling.
Then, when the movie was over, he drove them to a hill outside of town for a bit of stargazing… Though the city lights admittedly ruined it a little.
Lance yawned a bit as he stretched his arms out over the hood of his jeep as they laid on it, and was quite surprised when Kitty immediately took this as an invitation to cuddle with him.
"Well, someone's feeling sticky today." The boy chuckled as the intangible girl laid her head on his chest.
"Can you blame me? This feels nice." Kitty smiled. Then she took her jacket off and dropped it on the ground, leaving her in a simple blue shirt.
Lance smiled as he held her close, pulling her into his lap as his arms wrapped around her waist while he leaned against the windshield of his vehicle–his hands firmly holding onto the valley girl's petite jean clad ass.
This action made Kitty blush indignantly before she buried her face in the nape of his neck.
"Hey, like, if you're gonna do something like that, warn me." She told him. "... You aren't disappointed, are you?" She asked, knowing she wasn't exactly the most curvaceous girl in Bayville.
"No, no. You're fine." Lance told her reassuringly. "In fact, you actually feel pretty good." He added, tightening his hold on her backside slightly.
The brunette squeaked a bit at Lance's advances, but made no motion to stop him as she nuzzled her cheek with his, and kissed him on the nose.
This caused the "bad boy" to blush a bit as she smiled at him, before he kissed her, and the brunette openly allowed him entrance into her mouth. Lance didn't hesitate to use his tongue to explore the valley girl's mouth, making sure to commit every inch to memory.
As the two slowly and reluctantly pulled apart, Kitty then sat up in the boy's lap and discarded her shirt next, leaving her in a pink bra, as she slowly pushed his shirt up and off.
"You sure you wanna do this?" Lance asked as he sat up, kissing Kitty's neck and collar bone as they both discarded their pants.
"Like, dead sure. And the air out here makes it feel perfect for it." Kitty smirked back as she ran her hands through the earthquake generator's hair.
"Since you insisted…" Lance trailed off before pressing his member into her womanhood, ridding them both of their virginities (in the illusion, that is). Kitty hadn't felt as good as she did right now, and loved it.
(Elsewhere)
Switching to another part of the illusionary dome, Evan was currently enjoying the victory of winning a skateboarding championship on national television.
Meanwhile Kurt was having his fantasy running a Bible camp for mutant kids who want to learn about both their powers, and their faith. Making them laugh with his usual goofball antics.
Blob and Toad were having a fantasy of them both being WWE wrestling champions–something Eric subtly placed in their heads.
Pietro, surprisingly, actually had a rather mundane ideal life. Just one where he ran in the Olympics, he, Magneto and Wanda were a family again, and where he had a girlfriend and a daughter on the way.
It honestly really suited him.
Last in the case of the Brotherhood was Van and his ideal future was… Unsettling, to say the least.
It wasn't all that different from Dio Brando's idea of Heaven. It was one where everyone could admit to their own fate and make peace with any and all tragedies that awaited them in life.
And a world where he sat at the top, as a veritable God among mutants, with his embodiment of Lust by his side.
That embodiment of sensual, vivacious lust was Jean Grey, completely turned from her heroic ways and accepting her "true" nature as Van's obedient pet bitch.
This version of Jean wore a v shaped cloth top that was clasped together with a broach, showing a decent amount of side and underboob, and a black velvet loincloth skirt with thigh high boots and elbow length gloves. And she had no sense of decency or modesty whatsoever, she was perpetually–a bitch in heat.
Van kissed his ideal version of Jean as she moaned in wanton lust, her breasts being squeezed and groped like they were made for it, both separating as her tongue dangled from her mouth as she panted. Her eyes were begging for her master to fuck her.
Van grinned as he grabbed her and bent her over, and did just that–Fucking the telepath like the bitch she was.
Like we said, unsettling.
(Elsewhere)
On the last stop that could be clearly seen in this illusion world, were Scott and Jean, the two of them holding hands as the shaded teen slid something shiny and metallic around her finger. It was an engagement ring.
Apparently the ideal future for these two was getting married. Which was a little bit ironic when one considers the fact that they weren't even dating in the real world.
"Thank you so much for saying yes, Jean." Scott told the redhead with a smile.
"Why are you so surprised, Scott? You know that I was always going to say yes." The telepath cooed to him as she hugged his neck, kissing him.
"Can you blame a man for having his worries?" The shaded mutant chuckled as they broke apart for air.
"No, but doing away with them always feels good." The telepath smiled as she nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck.
'Love you, Jean.' Scott thought as he hugged her.
'I love you too, Scott.' Jean thought in reply.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, back inside the Institute, Dr. Strange, Forge and Xavier were currently the only people unaffected by the runaway spell.
"Dr. Strange, what's happening?!" Xavier questioned as he looked around, seeing the giant energy dome around the city and the "reality bubbles" that the faculty, students and people of Bayville were stuck in. all of them were suspended in red energy spheres, as if in stasis.
"It would appear that Wanda lost control of her powers and has trapped all of Bayville in… Illusions of their ideal lives." The Sorcerer replied, using his own magic to analyze the spell Wanda had (probably) unintentionally created.
"I'm sorry, Professor, this is probably my fault." Forge explained apologetically. "My Amplifier belt was supposed to be calibrated to Wanda's specific power type, so things like this wouldn't happen." He continued, looking out the window. "I guess I miscalculated, big time." He added.
"You didn't realize that the miscalculation would be this severe. And I recall you saying you had no practical data to aid the calibration." Strange stated. "In any case, I can get through to Wanda and help her break the spell. Now, if you'll excuse me…" He trailed off as he began reaching through the magic to Wanda.
"Just be careful, I worry about what kind of repercussions a situation like this can have on my students and teachers…" The telepath told the Sorcerer Supreme, his gaze going between his students and colleagues worriedly.
(Elsewhere)
Back in Eric, Rogue and Wanda's ideal life, the two girls moaned loudly as Eric slammed hard into both of them, causing them to fall onto the bed together, before the scene started to shift a bit, as if time was passing.
What seemed like hours later, Eric woke up again and was surprised when he saw a small boy sleeping between him and Wanda, while Rogue and the witch seemed to be several months pregnant!
The boy looked almost exactly like Wanda, but had his wavy black hair and subtle dimensions that showed latent Chinese features, reflecting part of Eric's own heritage.
He also had two small cat ears on his head and a small cat tail, his ears were also pointed like Bast's or Kurt's.
'So this is what my ideal life looks like. Me, Rogue and Wanda starting a family…' He thought with a smile. Illusion or not, he had to admit, it was one he'd love to make a reality.
Patting the small boy's head, his soul connection let him feel his soul, and the name imprinted on it. 'Schroeder…Well that's a fitting name.' He thought as he noticed the piano pajamas the kid was wearing.
He then slowly and softly rubbed the girls' swollen bellies, when Wanda suddenly sat up.
"This is what your ideal life looks like?" She asked. "Gotta say, I think it suits us." She added.
"I was wondering when you'd speak up about it. Did Strange give you a push?" Eric asked, causing the HeX user to blink.
"How did… Oh, right. Leave it to the illusionist to know when he's in an illusion." The girl started to ask before remembering who she was talking to.
"Well, regardless." Eric smiled as Rogue slowly woke up as well. "I'm not so sure we'll be able to go on business as usual when this is over. Will we?" He asked the two.
"Yeah. Can't wait to get out of this." Rogue said upon noticing the illusion flicker. "But it was nice while it lasted." She added with a smile.
"Who said it has to end here?" Wanda smiled as she pulled both of them close. "I think we've made it more than clear that we want each other. So, why don't we go back to the real world, and make this Fantasy a reality?" She suggested.
"Ah'm on board with that." Rogue nodded with a smile.
"And I'm more than down for that." Eric added as he patted Schroeder's head.
With a small smile, Wanda undid the whole illusion and released Bayville from its Infinite Tsukuyomi-like state of suspension.
(Later)
The red dome surrounding Bayville soon shattered like glass, causing the majority of people to either: forget what they experienced, write it off as one big dream, or become overcome with shock and surprise at just what it was that they desired most.
Unsurprisingly, the majority of the X-Men and Brotherhood fell into this third category.
Darryl groaned as he woke up with both Ororo and Mystique on top of him, both still naked.
"You two… Saw all that too, right?" He asked.
"You mean us marrying you along with several other women, living in Wakanda and bearing your children?" The blue skinned MILF asked, holding her head.
"Yes, that sums it all up." Ororo groaned in affirmation, holding her head as well. "... I won't lie, I think I may want that to become a reality." She admitted with a small smile.
"Well then…" Darryl smiled as he pulled them in close before smiling. "I think we're off to a good start. Wouldn't you say, Bast?" He called to the cat girl knowingly, causing her to stiffen like a scared feline behind her tree.
"H-How did-?!" She stuttered in shock and embarrassment at being caught.
"I saw you out of the corner of my eye just before that illusion happened." The Wakandan told her. "You don't have to be scared. Come on, join us." He said in a welcoming tone.
The cat woman gulped as she slowly made her way towards them, showing that she had discarded her clothes as well, before she slowly got between Ororo and Raven.
"There, that's better." Darryl smiled as he kissed her. "That's three down, four more to go." He grinned as he petted Bast, scratching her behind the ears, causing her to purr.
"Ya know… This actually feels kinda… Liberating." The cat woman sighed in content, loving the feeling of her new boyfriend's touch and the feeling of the open air on her naked body.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in the garage, Chelsea's eyes snapped open as she shot up, nearly causing both herself and Logan to fall off the couch.
"Holy shit, that was too real to be a trippy dream!" The dragoness gasped.
"Ya think?!" Logan gasped, trying to calm his heart from the surprise he was feeling.
The two were silent for a good five minutes as they let themselves calm down… which was followed by a bit of an awkward silence, at least until Logan, rather gruffly, broke the ice.
"So, two kids, huh?" He asked with a grin as Chelsea groaned, nudging him in the ribs with her elbow.
"Oh shush. I don't even know if I can handle that many." She told him.
"You obviously can if that dream, illusion or whatever it was is anything to go by." The immortal mutant told her.
"... Damn it." The blonde hissed, realizing he'd backed her into a corner.
"Easy, Scales, I'm not gonna cash that check in yet." Logan chuckled, causing the Dragoness to do the same.
"I'll be sure to let you know when you can cash it." The blonde grinned as she leaned in and pecked him on the chin.
"Good. So… You gonna tell me who that Bronson guy is?" The scraggly mutant questioned, causing the woman to stiffen.
"... You looked in my wallet while I was in the Danger Room, didn't you?" She hissed, her tongue becoming forked as fire built in her throat.
"You left it open, not me." Logan teased as they glared at each other.
"... Don't do that again." She warned.
"Alright, Alright." The scraggly mutant placated.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in Eric's room, Edgar perched himself on his partner's headboard as he pecked at the goth's forehead,trying to wake him up. His efforts were more or less rewarded when Eric groaned and shooed him away for a moment.
"I get it, Edgar. You want me to wake up." He groaned tiredly, slowly sitting up and shaking his head clean of cobwebs.
However, as his hand slid down, he noticed that it was rubbing something that was actually rather smooth, soft and supple.
Looking down, he soon saw that he was rubbing the nightie covered stomach of Wanda and Rogue, both on his left and right side respectively.
'I'm not even surprised this time…' He thought with a small chuckle. He figured his glimpse of the future was a bit of a spoiler.
A moment later, his two gothic girlfriends woke up and smiled at him.
"Mornin', Sugah. Enjoy your nap?" Rogue asked with a purr.
"Yes, and I enjoyed the dream I had just as much." The psychopomp replied, deciding to live said dream a little and kiss her on the lips, much to the Southern Belle's glee.
"So did we." Rogue smiled as she kissed him back, right as Wanda woke up as well, the witch joining them in a three way kiss.
"And we certainly don't regret it." Wanda added with a purr as the three embraced again.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, in a different part of Bayville, specifically the same wooded opening from Kitty and Lance's little part of the illusion, Kitty slowly started to wake up, and quickly noticed that she was lying on top of Lance–thankfully still clothed.
'Like, why did I have that crazy dream?! … And why do I like the concept of it?' She wondered as she got off of him, trying to get her head on straight.
"Urgh, whoa, that was a pretty crazy acid tri-i-i-i-ip, whoa!" Lance groaned before yelping as he backed up. "Okay this is nuts." He stated, calming down.
"Okay… Let's take a moment and think. What kind of crazy dream did you have?" Kitty asked, trying to move at a reasonable pace.
"Oddly enough, it was us having a drive-in movie date that was a little awkward. Then we went someplace for a bit of stargazing and… things escalated." Lance recounted, blushing a bit at the end.
This recounting of events nearly caused Kitty to go to a deep red color, almost like a tomato as she realized something: they both had the same fantasy!
'Like, omigod, this can't be happening!' The girl thought to herself.
The question that was floating around in their minds was: What in the world caused it?
This was insane… Looks like Wanda choosing violence had a (mostly) positive outcome.
(Elsewhere)
A car stopped in front of a rehab center outside of the Bayville area, and out stepped Marcus. Romano was the driver, and the reason for this drop off was because the drug addict had finally decided to suck it up and get some help.
"Well, guess this is goodbye, Rom." The Italian man sighed as he looked back at his friend.
"Come on, broder. Don't be so dramatic, this isn't goodbye forever." Romano told him while Kai and Pele hugged him.
"Just get better soon, okay?" Kai told him, squeezing him tightly.
"Yeah, cuz you don't, we'll never forgive you." Pele added rather emotionally.
"I'll try to recover to the fullest extent, then." Marcus chuckled before he was released, allowing him to enter the building.
With a sigh, the three then started heading back to Bayville. "Why didn't Chelsea and Bast come along?" Kai asked.
"Chels and Marcus aren't on speaking terms right now, Kai." Romano responded, though his jaw was clenched a bit in indignation at his friend's attitude.
"And Bast didn't want to see him in his current state." Pele added with a sigh.
"Oh…" The water girl sighed, feeling sad at this bit of information. "I just wanted us to be there for Marcus as a family. I mean, we're still family, right?" She asked.
"If we weren't family, Kai, we wouldn't be helping Marcus right now." Romano told her. This made the girl smile a bit before she hugged him.
"You're right. Come on, let's go back to the Institute and let the others know he's in rehab." Kai said as she got back in the car.
"Good idea, sis." Pele nodded as they all headed home.
Dragon Emperor0: And done, we have officially done an original chapter we've been planning for awhile. If you guys noticed that it was similar to Wandavision and The Man who has Everything, that's intentional. This chapter was meant to either conclude or move along some romantic subplots as well as foreshadow a few in the case of Darryl. Like we said before, we aren't doing any of this will they won't they bullshit. We got more important things to do here.
ThermalsniperN7: Yep. Also, yes, we pulled an OSP reference when Wanda woke up. Why? Well, why not? It certainly fits, given her abilities. Let's not forget our nod to the Muppets this chapter.
Dragon Emperor0: Yep. This also means that a few episodes, moments or even arcs from the show will be either heavily altered, moved up in the timeline, or scrapped entirely. For example: Lance quitting the Brotherhood and joining the X-Men may occur sooner than in the show. Mystique will likely turn against Magneto permanently and side with Darryl rather than Xavier. And X-23 aka Laura and her little sister Gabby may be introduced full seasons ahead of schedule. There's also a few characters who just won't appear in the story due to certain events going differently. But I won't go into any of those because spoilers.
ThermalsniperN7: And because describing them would take too long, but that's besides the point. Also, the reason why we didn't show Romano, Kai, Pele and Marcus's ideal worlds was because those desires are big character arc plot spoilers. Hence why they weren't there when shit went sideways in Bayville. Anyway, see you guys next time.