I had an random idea and I wanted to flow with it, it going to be like a slow burning project while I keep watching Wandavision.

-I don't own Wandavision

-This story is fantasy - Pure Imagina7ution!

-Peter Maximoff is a legendary

-Sorry for slow updates - Since my charger died for my laptop I've had to write everything on my phone.

-In my world Erik knows the truth about Peter - Has written in The Train Wreck Of Truth.

Keep safe and Enjoy!

It Was Agatha All A Long!

Peter had dozed off on the arm chair after he had caught up on Wanda's wacky television show, he was tired from his mischievous Halloween antics with Billy and Tommy. He had awoken with a jar of peanut butter in his hand and a spoon hanging from his mouth, he soon pulled the spoon from his mouth before he yawned. He sleepily looking around the living room and found himself alone, he had no idea where his teammates were right now. He got up from the chair and stretched his arms above head while he yawned once again, but he soon caught his reflection in the mirror above fireplace.

Peter dropped his peanut butter jar on the floor and zoomed over the mirror, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He touched the turquoise coloured beanie hat on his head and looked down at his new attire, he had a tied dye shirt on and a pair of blue demin jeans. He looked around at his surroundings and noticed that the furniture had changed in the living room, it looked kind of modern. He yelled for Hank and his Father, they both came running to his aid. They both looked panicked, especially his Father.

" What's wrong?!" Hank asked.

" Look at me!" Peter said.

" What are you wearing?" Erik asked.

" I look like a garden gnome!" Peter said.

Peter looked over at Hank when he heard him snigger, he wasn't too amused with this new era Wanda had created for herself. He felt ridiculous, he couldn't believe what he was wearing. Erik and Hank hadn't been affected by the decade change, it seemed like someone was telling him that his mission wasn't over just yet.

" It seems like the decade as changed again." Hank said.

" What decade this time?" Erik asked.

Hank walked over to the couch and sat down on it while he switched the little television set on, he looked over at Peter when found peanut butter smeared across his computer screen. Peter smiled at Hank and apologised to him, it had been an accident. Hank was soon typing on his keyboard, he was analysing the different frequencies and jotting notes down in his pad. Hank then estimated that the decade was in the early 2020s, he recalculated his figures before he spoke again.

" The 2020s..." Hank said.

" Excuse me, can you repeat that again?" Peter asked.

" It's just an estimate, but we're in the future." Hank replied.

" We're in the future now, cool." Peter said.

" How is this even possible?" Erik asked.

" Your guess is good as mine.' Hank replied while he removed his spectacles and pinched the bridge of his nose. " Wanda is a talented woman, this power she possesses is beyond our understanding. If she carried X Gene it would be understandable, but since she gained her ability through experimentation it's hard to pinpoint what they exposed her to while she was in their custody."

" Do you think it could be radiation?" Peter asked, he looked at both of his teammates. " I mean it happened to Jean, she absorbed that solar flare in Space. She got supercharged overnight, do you think that could have happened to Wanda too?"

" High than likely." Hank replied, he rested his finger tip on folder near him. " It's not drugs or radiation related, it was something supernatural from my understanding. They called it the Scepter, they referenced Loki in this documented file."

" The Norse God?" Erik asked.

" The one in the same, yes." Hank said.

" Wow, we've just entered the Twilight Zone." Peter said.

" Indeed, we've entered something alright." Hank said before he turned his attention towards the television set. " Apparently the Norse Gods exist in this reality, I find it rather fascinating. Our informer briefed me on the Norse subject before he left, but for now I believe we've got new episode to watch."

Peter sat down next to Hank on the couch while Erik remained standing, they all watched Wanda appear on the television screen. She looked tired, her Sons couldn't even get her out of bed. Peter leaned closer towards the television set and cupped his hands underneath his chin, he couldn't believe how unmotivated his fake Sister hand become.

Wanda had always been there for the twins, she dotted on them. It seemed like she was having a midlife crisis, this concerned Peter deeply. Erik soon commented on Vision disappearance, he was right. Vision was nowhere to be seen, it was odd indeed since he was always with his family. Peter told them that he hadn't seen Vision since yesterday morning, he was certain that something may have happened to him because Billy had told Wanda that his Dad was in trouble.

They continued to watch Wanda closely, especially Hank. He was jotting down notes and observing this machinery, he was getting some peculiar readings from this certain episode. None of them spoke until another woman entered Wanda's house. She was slim with long dark hair, she was smartly dressed and she seemed very interested in looking after the twins. Peter pointed at the television screen while he turned his attention to Hank, he had no idea who the woman was in Wanda's house.

" Who's that?" Peter asked.

" Wanda's next door neighbour from the right." Hank replied before he flicked through his note book. " Agnes, she's married to someone named Ralph. We've not seen her husband yet, she owns a pet rabbit called Sènor Stratchy."

" Don't you know her?" Erik asked.

" No, I never got a chance to meet her." Peter replied.

" How peculiar..." Hank said.

" What is it?" Peter asked.

Hank placed his note pad on the coffee table and pulled another folder from underneath the table, he then opened it up. He flicked through it's contents until he reached the back of the folder, he then informed Erik and Peter that this Agnes wasn't in the citizen's documented files. He had pictures and information about mostly everyone in that folder, but Agnes wasn't part of this community circle.

" She always around, but there's no information about her in these documents." Hank said before he closed the folder. " Something isn't right here, who is she?"

" Do you think she's an outsider?" Erik asked.

" There's a possibility." Hank replied.

" How did she get in here?" Peter asked.

" There's no way she could have gotten through that barrier like Peter did, is there another way in that we don't know about?" Hank said while he put his spectacles back on. " It will take me awhile to gain the information we need, but I'll try and get in touch with our acquaintance on the outside. He may have more information on this Agnes character, I'm not even sure if Charles could use Cerebro to trace her origins."

" Charles as been quiet." Erik said with concern in his voice. " I've not heard anything from him telepathically since yesterday."

" The barrier as altered since Wanda expanded it." Hank said before he pushed his spectacles up his nose. " It may be blocking his telepathic ability from us now, he can't help us anymore."

" I guess in the meantime I'll go for a little snoop around the town." Peter said, he got up from the couch. " Don't wait up, I won't be back until late."

" Be careful out there." Erik said.

" Don't worry, I've got this." Peter said.

" That's what worries me..." Erik said before he took something from his coat pocket. " You'll be needing these, the doctor gave them to me."

" Wow, thanks." Peter said.

Peter smiled at Erik while he took his goggles from his Father's hand, he then grabbed a pair of binoculars from the coffee table. He told Hank that he would return them in one piece, his Father then told him to be careful out there once again. Ever since Erik had found out that Peter was his Son he was always concerned about his wellbeing, he knew how daring his Son could be on missions with the X Men.

Peter gave them both a thumbs up before he grabbed a packet of Twizzlers from the coffee table, he needed something sweet to get him through the day. He then hurried towards the front door while he wished them luck before he left, he was soon closing the door behind him and walking along the pathway.

The neighbourhood was quiet and still, it seemed that the changes Wanda had made to her world had spread to this part of Westview. People were standing outside of their homes, they looked like mannequins. He could see one man standing at his post box and two young children sitting on the sidewalk, the occupants of the house his team were staying in were outside with paint brushes in their hands near the fence.

" Morning." Peter said.

The man and the woman didn't answer him back when he walked passed them, it was sad how they couldn't communicate with him. It was the same with everyone else in Ellis Avenue, they ignored him. They were lost inside of their own minds, he needed to free them all from Wanda's magical hold over them.

Peter stopped at the end of the Ellis Avenue, he hung the banculars around his neck and tucked the Twizzlers into his demin jean's waist band. He pulled his goggles from his jacket pocket and put them on, he then secured his beanie hat underneath the goggles straps. He had missed his goggles, he hated zooming around without them. Time slowed down for Peter while he pulled his goggles over his eyes, the street was already still though. He looked over his shoulder before he zoomed down the street, he was now heading towards Wanda's neighbourhood.

When Peter arrived on Maple Street he hid behind a hedge across the street from Wanda's house, he pulled his goggles away from his eyes before he peered over the top of the hedge. He watched Agnes leaving 2800 Maple Street, she was with Billy and Tommy. Peter muttered something under his breath while watched them closely, the boys seemed unhappy for some odd reason. Agnes soon barged between the twins and drapped her arms around their shoulders, she was leading them towards her house. She soon led them into her house and looked both ways down the street before she closed the door behind her.

Creeping from behind the hedge Peter scoped out the rest of the neighbourhood before he zoomed across the street, he soon found himself a place to hide near Anges's house. He moved forward and trampled through one of Agnes's flowerbeds, he then looked through one of the downstairs windows. He couldn't see much, it looked like an office from where he was standing. He decided to check out the rest of the house, he snooped across the front lawn and stopped at another window, but to his surprise he saw the twins.

The twins were sitting together on a couch and eating sandwiches, he gently knocked on the window which caught Tommy's attention. Tommy nudged Billy with his elbow and pointed over at the window, he soon had Billy's attention too. Peter beckoned them to come to the window, he mouthed the words " Come here." to them. Tommy placed his plate on the coffee table and glanced over at an open doorway before he hurried to the window, his Brother wasn't that far behind him.

Peter crouched in front of the window and watched Tommy fiddling with the window's lock, he struggled with the lock for a moment before Billy helped him with it. Tommy fully opened the window and rested his hands on the window sill, they both seemed happy to see him though.

" Uncle P!" Tommy smiled.

" Hey, are you guys okay?" Peter asked.

" I'm good." Tommy replied.

" What are you doing here?" Billy asked.

" I'm here to check on you both." Peter replied before he glanced over his shoulder. " Listen, you both need to go back home to your Mom. It's not safe here, this Agnes doesn't belong in Westview."

" What do you mean?" Tommy asked.

" Mom said you're not our Uncle, she said you couldn't be trusted." Billy said.

" What?" Peter asked.

" Why did you lie to us?" Tommy asked.

" That's not important right now, but hear me out." Peter replied with a sigh. " I'm here to help your Mom, she's in serious trouble."

" What kind of trouble?" Billy asked.

" I don't exactly know yet, but we need to find your Dad." Peter replied while he got to his feet and held his hands towards Tommy. " Come with me, I'll get you both home safely."

" I don't know about this..." Billy said.

" Do you really wanna stay here?" Tommy asked while he looked at his Brother. " You said for yourself that Anges was quiet, why can't you hear her thoughts?"

" I don't know, it's just quiet here." Billy replied.

Tommy looked back at Peter, he told Billy they should go with their Uncle P. But Billy was hesitate about leaving Agnes's house, he told his Brother that they may get into trouble with their Mom if they went with him. Tommy told Billy that they needed to help their Mom and Dad, he then reminded Billy about the soilders who had been hurting their Dad.

" Boys, who are you talking to in there?!"

Billy and Tommy panicked when they heard Agnes's voice, they both told Peter that he should go now in case they got into trouble. Peter beckoned them to come with him, he told them once again that they weren't safe with Agnes. They heard Agnes's voice coming from the kitchen again, they both decided that they wanted to go home. Tommy began climbing through the window, his Brother wasn't that far behind him.

" Oh no you don't!"

They all froze and looked into the living room when they heard Agnes yelling at them, they could see her standing in the open doorway of kitchen. There was a purple glow forming in the palms of her hands, she didn't look too pleased that they were planning to escape her home. Peter grabbed hold of Billy's arm and dragged him towards his Brother, he then managed to lift Tommy through the window.

Tommy held tightly onto Peter while Billy began to climb through the window, but something wrapped it's self around Billy's waist with caused him to jerk backwards. Peter wrapped his arm around Billy's waist before he was pulled back into the living room, he groaned at the strength behind this mystical force pulling the young boy back into the room. Peter held on tightly to him while Billy clung into his arm, he told Billy that he wouldn't let him go.

" Help me!" Billy yelled.

" Oh no, Billy!" Tommy yelled.

Peter was dragged towards the open window, he rested one of his feet against the window sill before he began pulling Billy back though it. Billy held tightly on Peter's arm, but Tommy soon scrambled from his fake Uncle's arms. He grabbed hold of his Brother's other arm and pulled at it with all of his might, he was begging to Agnes to let Billy go.

Agnes laughed at his pleas, she soon yanked Billy away from their grasp and pulled him back into the room. Tommy yelled for his Brother before he climbed back through the window, but without any warning some purple vines wrapped themselves around his ankles. Tommy reached his hands towards Peter, he grabbed hold of the young boy's hands and pulled him towards the open window.

" I've got you!" Peter said.

" Don't let me go!" Tommy yelled.

Peter rested his foot against the window sill once again while he started pulling Tommy towards the window, the young boy was lifted into the air. He begged him not to let him go, but his gripped was slipping away from Peter's grasp. Their gaze met for a brief moment before Tommy was pulled away from him, he heard Tommy yelling for his Uncle P.

" You stay away from here!" Agnes yelled.

Agnes glared at Peter from the doorway, there was a faint purple glow forming in her eyes. She raised her hand towards him and shot purple lighting strikes at him. Peter didn't have any time to react, he was thrown backwards on the the front lawn. He felt an electric current flowing through his body, but he shook it off and scrambled to his feet. He was soon met with Agnes standing at the window, she was holding her pet rabbit in her arms.

" Hello handsome, mind my flowerbeds." Agnes said.

" Too late, I already trampled on them." Peter said.

" Well, aren't you sharp witted." Agnes smiled.

" Let the boys go, I don't want any trouble here..." Peter said.

" Now why would I do a thing like that?" Agnes asked with a chuckle. " Now stay away outsider, I have no more uses for you... little dude."

Agnes gave him sweet smile before she cackled, she did one swift movement of her hand and the window soon slammed shut. Peter zoomed over to the window and punched his fist against the glass, the window was locked from the inside. He used his super speed to punch the glass once again, but he felt some crack inside of hand. He back away from the window and saw a faint purple glow shimmer cross the glass, the house was under some kind of protection spell.

Agnes waved her fingers at Peter before she walked away from the window, he could hear Billy and Tommy screaming from inside of the house. He looked at his right hand and noticed that he had cut his knuckles, his hand began to tremble while he looked up at the building. He needed to get inside of the house, he needed to get Tommy and Billy out of there.