ANNIHILATED LOVE
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Summary: Even if Wanda knew that eye for eye would leave them both blind, she just wanted Agatha to hurt like she did.
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Chapter 2: And the wolves take out their claws
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The betrayal opens all wounds that might have healed during her brief stay at her make-believe world. It makes her heart ache further, knowing she had been played all along.
Agnes — no, Agatha Fucking Harkness, had scorched everything to the ground. All that was, burned underneath the bombs of Agatha's duplicity. Any love she might have felt for the woman evaporated; affection turning to bitter resentment in the blink of an eye, and Wanda saw her as an enemy, the antagonistic force in her perfect world.
Wanda should not have been surprised. Should have come to expect the pain that would bloom from Agnes. She had simply expected the pain to come from Agnes' fear, pain and reluctance to accept Wanda for who she was once the spell had been lifted from Westview.
She had been a fool to think something within her world was real. Whatever one-sided game Agatha had been playing all along, Wanda should have suspected. It had been too perfect to be true.
And yet. She had hoped. Had believed. Had decided to trust her. Granted, duplicity ran both ways, but Wanda had been as sincere as she could without admitting to her manipulation of other people's thoughts (which she had assumed included Agnes).
It's hard (impossible, she thinks) to keep her anger at bay once Wanda decides to retaliate after finding the truth. It's with a viciousness that she returns what Agatha's shown her, a dogged sense for revenge building up in her chest as she unleashes her magic, biting and feral, let loose to lessen —if only on the slightest— her own pain.
She just wants Agatha to hurt like she does.
With twisted delight, Wanda renders Agatha's magic useless, and then she goes a step further and steals it, just as Agatha had intended to do hers. She understands then Agatha's elated cackles as she had absorbed the red magic into her. There's an inflated sense of power as she bends the purple magic to her will, making it submit under her burning anger. It's invigorating, and Wanda's never felt so alive before, her magic's fury crackling under her skin.
Seeing Agatha crumble down in a heap of clothes makes Wanda drunk on power. Where Agatha lays down, helpless and without powers, Wanda's high soars to the skies.
A fleeting hint of fear passes those cerulean eyes.
Wanda thought she would be devastated the moment those eyes looked at her with fear. She wasn't entirely wrong, the memory of Agnes pulling at her heartstrings as she ached with longing for that which never was. Bullseye on her broken heart.
It had all been a lie. And Wanda had fallen for such trap.
Where her splintering heart threatens to shatter, emotions ready to get out of her hands, she is quick to put the lid back on, stifling her desire to see Agatha beg for forgiveness.
The old witch's breathing is ragged, eyes darting around in search for an exit. Her praise, reluctant as it might be, only fuels Wanda's anger.
Good girl.
And by god, she had tried. Had tried to be good, to do good. To be happy. Agatha Harkness had tore through it all, when Wanda had been trying to keep it together.
Eye for an eye.
She just wanted —needed— Agatha to feel the pain she'd felt, if only briefly. Even as she apologizes for what she is about to do, Agatha calls her out on her blatant lies.
You are cruel.
Her lips twitch into the smallest of smirk. So what if she was? Wasn't it fair, to repay Agatha with the same coin? The Scarlet Witch would take away from her what she had so callously destroyed and attempted to steal. Her life, her sense of self and belonging. Her magic.
Deaf to the pleads of the witch, of her desperate bargain, Wanda makes up her mind.
Eye for an eye, she reminds herself. Even if the only casualty here was her broken heart, she would have to live with the tragedy of losing someone she had come to care for.
Her hand comes to Agatha's temple, not touching, but close enough that her magic leaps from her, obedient, pliant. Under her control (for once).
Agnes' smile and cheery words bring a bittersweet smile to Wanda's face. And Wanda knows she won't be able to stay away from her for too long, the fantasy of what once was alluring even in her current strife.
But she hopes time will heal some of her wounds (an endless and seemingly fruitless endeavor, she's come to learn by now) and she'll be able to face Agatha Harkness once again. Adrift as her actions might leave them both, Wanda knows they'll eventually drift back together, if Agatha's words turn to be true.
As it turns out, she is an enemy she can't bring herself to hate, not when so many emotions revolved around the older witch. When she turns, giving her back to Agnes, her heart tugs at her chest, energy and anger quickly fizzling out. Much as her resentment sizzles under her skin, exhaustion settles into her bones. She wants to grieve.
Agnes (or had it been Agatha all along?) is an echo of a comfort in her mind as Wanda steels herself to face the lonely wade that awaits her once she's out in the depths of the ocean by her own.
She thinks, however, that now she's learned how to keep her head above water.
Wanda knows were to find Agatha, if she ever does end up needing her again— if her loneliness ever threatens to spill from her.
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If you're curious:
Series' name ("Is this where the liar ends?") and Part 1's title ("I am not well") — Something Wicked
Part 2's title ("Annihilated love") — Annihilated Love
Chapter 1's title ("I fell right into the fantasy") — Alchemy
Chapter 2's title ("And the wolves take out their claws") — Devolution
Though I really do take a bit from all the album. I've been meaning to try my hand at a quasi-anthology revolving around Horizons' songs (because, damn! If some of it doesn't fit so deliciously well), regarding Agatha/Wanda's relationship. You can easily find multiple references to the lyrics peppered across (some times, to the story's own detriment, I'm sure lol).
Anywho! Hope you enjoyed this small work :).
