It began as a normal day. Wanda dropped the twins off at the elementary school, then she stopped by the fabric store and the grocery store before heading home.

When she walked into her house, she stepped on a note that had been shoved under the door. She frowned, wondering who had left it there. She unfolded it, then dropped it with a yelp like it had burned her as soon as she saw the words at the top.

Wanda Maximoff...

No one but Vision, and Dr. Ramos should have known who she really was, and this wasn't their handwriting.

Heart pounding, she picked the note back up, unfolded it, and made herself read.

Wanda Maximoff,

Meet me at the corner of Eltonhead Road and Chestnut Lane.

Come alone.

Tell no one.

She paced for several minutes, wondering what to do. She wrote a note for Vision and left it with the original note in their bedroom.

Whoever wrote that note, she had to find out what they knew.

Eltonhead Road was beyond the edge of town, past farm houses, orchards, and a cow pasture, not far from the highway. She parked at the side of the road and stepped out of her car.

"I'm here," she said to the cluster of trees where someone might be hiding, prepared to immediately engage her power at the sound of a gunshot or any other threat.

A woman walked out from behind an ivy-covered tree.

Wanda didn't know who she'd been expecting, but it certainly hadn't been expect Monica. They'd never talked more than the exchanging of pleasantries.

"Oh its you Monica..."

"Monica Rambeau," she said.

"Why did come back?" Wanda asked, not knowing what else to say

"I came back to help you Ms. Maximoff."

The use of that name brought back the anxiety she'd felt when she first saw the note. "This. Westview. You need to free Westview. Keeping an entire town in your thrall is wrong, and you know it. You used to be an Avenger; you're better than this."

She thought Wanda was doing something to Westview? That made no sense. "What are you talking about?"

"You've turned this town into a prison for your own purposes. It's not worth it."

Wanda shook her head. "I don't know where you're getting this from. I haven't done anything."

"You expect me to believe that? Look S.W.O.R.D. Are planning to kill you."

" Im not doing anything"

Monica stared at her. "You have to stop."

"To stop what?" Wanda shouted. "I'm not doing anything! I'm not imprisoning anyone! I would never do that!"

"Then why can't anyone leave? This, right here," she pointed behind her, "is as far out of town as anyone can go. No one has left or arrived in years. I have tried so hard to find a way out."

"Okay, you're wrong. I just bought oranges and bananas at the grocery this morning. Those don't grow around here, so if no one comes to town, how did they get here?"

"They just appear. No one notices. No one sees. You have everyone brainwashed to look the other way. I have to write down everything I know every single night to keep from forgetting, to keep from losing track of my mission here. You have to free us. Your husband and children aren't worth this."

Wanda stared at her. "What do they have to do with it?"

"They're how I figured out you were behind this. Your sons are the only people in this town who age. You need to stop controlling the town, or I'm going to tell everyone the truth. I'll keep telling them until they can see it too."

"I can't stop anything," Wanda insisted, feeling more frantic with each passing moment. "You would...ruin my husband's life, our children's lives, to...to tell people this paranoid fantasy of yours that I'm somehow controlling everyone?"

Monica looked at her incredulously. "Ruining what lives? They're not real."

Wanda shook her head, stunned. "What? What do you mean they're not real?"

"You created them."

"Of course I created my sons. I'm their mother. But I didn't create my husband. That's crazy."

Monica shook her head. "Vision is dead. Your twins never existed."

How could she say that? How could anyone say such a horrible thing? Of course they were real. She saw them, talked to them, looked into their eyes, sensed their souls every day.

"They're real. They..." Her throat closed up. She couldn't even argue against something so horrible.

"They're not. You've enthralled an entire town, warping reality and controlling people's minds just so you could pretend to have a family. You're deluding yourself, and you need to let them go."

"They're real," Wanda repeated helplessly.

"They're just illusion you're controlling," Monica said. "And if you don't end them, I will."

The threat was too much. Wanda's power boiled over and burst out of her beyond her control, just like the sharp "No!" she screamed at the same second. A wave of red energy crashed into Monica, who went flying backward.

"No!" Wanda cried again as she realized what she had just done. Suddenly purple energy surrounded Monica. She tried stop it, tried to levitate Monica down gently, but in a second, she disappeared from view. One instant she'd been flying through the air, and the next it was like she'd blinked out of existence.

Wanda stared at the spot where Monica had been, gasping, heart pounding. She hadn't meant to do it. It had been an instict, to protect Vision and their sons. Monica was going to expose them, possibly try to kill them.

But Monica was wrong about Tommy and Billy, and Vision. They were real. They were safe here, and Wanda was going to keep them safe, at any cost. And at that moment Agnes appeared. " Wanda what are you doing out here by yourself "

Wanda turned to see Agnes " Oh my god Agnes " Wanda smiled

" Come lets go back to mine the twins are there, you've been gone all day dear " Agnes said, Wanda nodded and the two headed off to Agnes's house.

Monica flew backward into the energy barrier. She could feel the energy field reach inside her. She felt like the red forcefield of Wanda's power enveloping her was the only thing stopping it from tearing her apart.

She hit the ground hard.

She hadn't expected to survive it.