Author's Notes: I am reposting some of my fics because I just deleted all of them in AO3 and some in fanfiction. (All those kudos, comments and subs gone with just a click of a button) Why did I do that? Its because my mental state frayed and I went spiraling out of control. Now, I'm still recovering from the aftermath of my own mental breakdown. I'm writing my own self-indulgent novel to help with recovery and I will be updating some of the stories which I have written so far.

Stephen Strange had taught Wanda Maximoff everything she needed to know about Chaos Magic. However, when Scarlet Witch tried to alter reality itself to resurrect her dead lover, Vision, he had to stop her.

"WANDA, YOU NEED TO STOP!" Stephen shouted as he tightened the enchanted bindings around the furious witch.

"JEBEM TI SUNCE KRVAVO!" Wanda screamed at him in Serbian.

Stephen had known Wanda for quite some time now and he knew what her curse meant.

Fuck your bloody sun! was a curse Wanda usually said when she was thoroughly pissed. A word that Stephen was quite familiar with.

"YOU CAN'T BRING VISION BACK! EVEN IF YOU ALTER THE REALITY, IT WON'T CHANGE ANYTHING!" Stephen knew that there was no reasoning with her now.

Vision's death had driven Wanda over the edge, where it only worsened recently when the witch had started using Chaos Magic. A type of magic that put a lot of strain on the twenty-five year old woman's mind.

Now, Stephen was dealing with Wanda's nervous breakdown.

"YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND MY LOST! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO LOSE SOMEONE YOU LOVE! SO SPARE ME YOUR LAME LOGICAL REASONINGS!" Wanda yelled as she continued to struggle against his golden bindings. Her eyes and her entire figure glowing scarlet.

"Then, you left me no choice Wanda, but to use the Eye of Agamotto," Stephen tells her in a somber tone.

Afterward, he finally opened the amulet containing the all-seeing eye. The mystical talisman that could reveal the truth and replay past events. In Wanda's case, Stephen intended to use the all-seeing eye to show the witch of Vision's death over and over again until she was forced to accept the truth that Vision was dead and even perhaps forced the witch to lock those gruesome memories of Vision inside her head, until all she could remember was the happy times being with the Avengers.

The Eye of Agamotto lit up and Stephen listened as Wanda started cursing at him in earnest while she renewed her efforts to free herself from his bindings.

"JEBEM TI ROD!" (FUCK YOUR KIND!) Wanda began and Stephen could only watch as the witch proceeded to scream obscenities at him while he allowed the Eye of Agamotto to work its magic.

"JEBEM TI BOGA!" (FUCK YOUR GOD!)

He observed as Wanda's glowing red eyes started to flicker as the power of the Eye began its initial bombardment.

"JEBEM TI SVE!" (FUCK YOUR EVERYTHING!) was the last cursed that Wanda uttered as she began to scream without end.

Stephen could only watch grimly as Wanda seized, her glowing red eyes flicked on and off as she relived the moments of Vision's death over and over again inside her mind.

He knew that it would take no less than a minute before he could see the devastating effects of the Eye of Agamotto and he was right. Stephen carefully watched when Wanda started to weaken, her struggles against his enchanted bindings became feeble. Even her screams turned into pitiful whimpers while tears streamed freely down her cheeks.

Stephen felt a twinge of pity for the witch, but he had no other choice.

The reason the young woman was in that state to begin with was because Wanda could not bear the thought of losing the man she loved. So the only way to stop the Chaos-wielding witch and prevent her from warping the reality of the universe was to forcefully suppress her memories of Vision.

When Wanda finally stopped moving, Stephen ended the effects of the Eye of Agamotto and slowly dispelled the golden bindings from the witch. However, he should have not let his guard down so easily because the moment he removed the enchanted ropes, there was a burst of scarlet light around Wanda's figure right before a black void appeared behind her.

In moments, Stephen could only watch when Wanda hoisted herself up and tumbled into the dark void.

As the black hole closed shut, Stephen understood that Wanda had taken the risk of travelling through dimension while in such a vulnerable state. At a glance, he knew that there was only pure chaos inside that black hole where Wanda had gone off to.

Pure chaos that no mortal could survive.

Wanda would die if she stayed there for too long and her body would be destroyed in the process.

NEW ORLEANS

FRENCH QUARTER

"It's been months since she's been in a coma, Genevieve," Monique Devereaux says, "Davina is the only one who has become like that after she was resurrected. I think it's time for us to give up. I am quite certain that she's not going to wake up at all. The Ancestors must have cursed her after she turned her back towards our Coven and after she used her magic to help the vampires."

"You might be right, Monique. This must be the work of the Ancestors, but let us wait for another week to see if she wakes up." Genevieve replied.

"Why do we still need to wait?"

"Because I already made a promise to Marcel to help Davina and I have to make it appear that I am trying to do something for her at least," Genevieve replied. "Also, I consider it a bad form to end Davina's life support when the Faction Party is just three days away. We can't attend the party while we are in mourning for losing Davina."

"Perhaps we can turn off her life support once the party is over," Monique suggested, sounding hopeful.

"We will revisit our plans after the party is - "

"ARRRGGGGHHHH!"

A sudden piercing scream cut through the air, which startled both Genevieve and Monique. The two witches whirled around to stare at the figure suddenly sitting up from the hospital bed, who was in the process of removing her oxygen mask.

"What happened to me?! Why am I in a hospital?!" The figure from the bed demanded with a surprising foreign accent in her voice.

Both Monique and Genevieve could only gape in shock at the figure, who was now apparently awake.

"And who the hell are you?!" was Davina Claire's last question as she stared at them.

Author's Note: This is a part of a series. The first one is called 'Death on Her Brows', which centers around Hayley Marshall (Raven), a witch-werewolf hybrid. The second one is called 'Universe at Her Feet', which centers around Elena Gilbert (Jean Grey) and her inner struggle with the Phoenix Force. Also, I made a .gif banner/cover for this story, please check the links in my profile.