In less than three hours I will be sitting down to watch Infinity War. I'm scared. You have idea how frightened I am. So here is chapter six. I took some liberties with Wanda's power, most of what I know is within the MCU and bits of comic stuff. So yeah. Any who, here's the airport fight. Dialogue that is underlined is mental, underlined and italic is Sokovian spoken mentally while plain italic is Sokovian spoken out loud. Let's go!


Wanda jumped from one fight to another, defending and helping where she could. The teen, the name Peter plucked from his mind, had come at her first, shooting his sticky material, trying to aim for her hands. Swift wrists conjured shields to protect herself before she finally grabbed a hold of him and sent him flying away. He came back swiftly and she retaliated with boxes, small carts, anything to throw him off balance. Sam intervened, gaining the boy's attention and she turned her sight upward, catching Colonel Rhodes with her scarlet and sending him else where as the man tried to attack Sam from behind. Next, she grabbed at Tony's arm, moving it away as he tried to blast Steve.

"Wanda behind you!"

She listened to Pietro's mental shout and dived to the side, dodging the blast from Colonel Rhodes. She rolled into a crouch and conjured an energy ball, throwing it at the man, his armor sizzling from the impact. Sam returned then, flying between them and shooting at the man, causing Rhodes to take off after him. Wanda used that moment to glance around, looking to see who needed help.

"Wanda, the old man's pulling his punches."

She listened to her brother, seeing Clint and Natasha not too far away, grappling with their bow and batons respectively. She immediately picked up on what Pietro meant. Seizing the opportunity, she grabbed Natasha's foot just as she was about to strike Clint in the face. With a whip of her arm she sent Natasha flying, banging into a steel container. Clint glanced at Natasha before turning to Wanda.

"You're being soft Clint." She lightly scolded him before running off. She paused next to a large truck, looking where she could further help. Hearing a grunt from the other side of the vehicle Wanda looked over the hood, seeing T'Challa kick James hard enough to send him smacking into a stack of boxes.

Feeling a flare of fear and protectiveness Wanda launched herself over the truck and lashed out with her power. Glowing crimson encased the suited man's hand just as he was about to grab James' throat. Wanda knew that the gloves were weaponized with sharp claws made of the same metal as Steve's shield and that the man had planned on using them to kill James. With twirling wrists and a shout the Sokovian sent the man sailing through the air and crashing through a passenger bridge.

"Wanda down!"

She ducked, dodging Natasha's punch but wasn't fast enough to evade the swift kick to the stomach. Instantly Wanda was tackled and sent to the floor, Natasha's legs like a vice around her neck, cutting off her air.

"Wanda!

"I'm fine Pietro." Letting the scarlet within her boil she gave an angry shout, a red pulse of light exploding from her body that sent the Black Widow flying off her. Wanda staggered to her feet but suddenly she was grabbed around the waist and spun into someone's chest. Gunfire rained down immediately and she recognized the sharp pings of bullets hitting metal.

Looking over James' shoulder Wanda spied Colonel Rhodes firing at them. Reaching around the metal-armed man she threw out a hand, a thin barrier of red energy shielding them. James let her back up and she brought both hands in front of her, giving a powerful push upward that sent the shield flying at Rhodes and blasting him back. Wanda glanced at James, both of them giving each other a nod before separating, the young mother slightly unnerved with seeing her daughter's eyes staring back at her.

"Wanda are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Looking around she caught sight of Vision, who up until this moment had been disabled by several of Clint's modified arrows, awake and intent on Clint who was shooting an arrow with Scott attached to it at Tony to offer Sam aide. Just like at the compound she reached out with her scarlet, grabbing control of the stone and pulling the android from the air. He looked over at her but she remained grim, crumpling his form onto the tarmac.

Her ear piece crackled. "We need to leave. That guy has to be in Siberia by now."

Wanda let go of Vision as Colonel Rhodes bore down on her, running for shelter with a shield in place to protect her from the repulsor blasts.

"We need to draw out the flyers. I'll distract Vision, you get to the jet."

"No, both of you get to the jet." Sam spoke just as he flew past War Machine, shooting at him to gain his attention from Wanda. It worked and the military man followed. "Some of us aren't getting out of here."

Clint's voice joined in. "I don't like it but I agree with Sam. Some of us will have to lose this one to win it."

"This isn't the real fight Steve."

"Wanda." Steve's voice called to her. "What about you?"

The mother knew what he was asking. "We'll be fine, as soon as you're in the air. This is bigger than all of us."

She heard him sigh. "Alright, what's the play Sam?"

The conversation continued on about diversions and Wanda had to pause mid throwing of an energy ball at Tony when she heard Scott say something about tearing himself in half. She hoped he would be okay, Jamie really liked him. She re-powered, throwing the concentrated sphere of red at Tony's left arm, keeping it from firing at Sam. She ducked behind a baggage cart, alerted to the rapidly growing form of Scott.

"Oh my God, Wanda are you seeing this?!"

She nodded at Pietro's words. It truly was amazing. She was definitely showing Jamie this later; her daughter would be really excited. Now that everyone's attention was on Scott Wanda began making her way across the tarmac to get closer to the hanger, her plan being to provide cover for James and Steve.

"Pietro, Steve and James are on their way to you."

"I heard, when they get here I'll open the jet and head out with you."

"No, I need you to go with them."

"What?! Wanda, I can't leave you and Jamie behind. Plus the Soldier wouldn't survive the trip to Siberia because I'd kill him by then."

"Then you will have to show restraint Pietro. They will be up against five super soldiers, that's five Steve's. They can't do it by themselves. You need to help them. I'll be fine."

Keeping an eye on Scott's gigantic form and his clash with the Colonel and Peter, Wanda had just snuck her way around another large truck when the black and silver form of T'Challa dropped in a crouch in front of her.

Within seconds she was quickly put on defense, having to duck and dodge the man's angry kicks and punches. He was fast, Wanda barely having time to block his strikes with shields. One particular swipe of his claws against her shield created angry, jagged sparks that surprised her enough to miss the kick to her chest. She was sent flying, having just enough sense and time to protect her head as her body slammed into the ground with enough force for her to roll over repeatedly.

"Wanda?!"

"I'm…fine." Easing herself up, Wanda winced at her shredded gloves, eyeing the grit that was imbedded in the material. Thank God she was wearing them or her hands would have been heavily scrapped. Instead there were only a few scratches on the exposed parts of her fingers. The groan she made when getting to her feet let her know that the rest of her body was already blossoming in bruises. Luckily the leather jacket took most of the damage. A shadow passed overhead and T'Challa once again appeared in front of her. Before either of them could make a move several arrows landed by the prince's feet, electricity arching and sparking between the metal points, causing the suited man to step back.

More arrows landed and sparked angrily causing T'Challa to further retreat, allowing Clint to step between Wanda and her opponent, his arms loading and reloading rapidly. He glanced at her for a split second. "Go Wanda."

Nodding, Wanda was up and heading toward the hanger, ignoring the stinging pain of her body. Steve and James ran by in front of her and she hurried to catch up. Like she thought she heard an engine roar above her and she looked to the right, seeing Colonel Rhodes tailing the men. Grabbing broken debris and baggage carts she battered the War Machine armor, pushing the military man further back.

A spike in powerful energy caught Wanda's attention and she looked back over to see a beam of yellow cutting through a tower, the rubble falling to seal off the hanger from the two super soldiers. Leaving Rhodes be, Wanda lashed out, power surging through her as she creating a net to catch the heavy cement, leaving an opening for the men to squeeze through.

"Pietro, get ready!"

They were almost there when a high pitched, pulsating sound began painfully throbbing within her mind, causing her to scream in agony and grip her head.

"Wanda!?"

Crumpling to the floor, Wanda could only curl into a ball and cry out at the mental assault. As quickly as it came it was gone but Wanda continued to whimper and shake at the residual pain.

"Wanda."

Arms encased her, easing her up off the floor a bit. Her shaking had subsided but she still jerked slightly and her whimpering had changed to panting, trying to get her breath under control. She looked up, seeing Pietro angry and concerned.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded, the spasms all but gone, leaving only her panting and a sore throat. "Yeah, what did you do to Colonel Rhodes?"

"Less than what he deserved. He won't be able to use that particular weapon anymore but he's fine." Pietro looked behind himself. "He's with Tony."

Pietro helped her to her feet just in time to see Tony and Colonel Rhodes strike Scott causing him to trip and fall, his form shrinking back to normal. Legs shaking, she took a look around. "Did Steve and James make it?"

She ignored the disgruntle face Pietro made at the mention of Steve's friend but he nodded. "They made it in time. When I heard you screaming, I opened the ramp for them and ran past them."

As he finished speaking she heard a familiar sound, both of them looking up to see the commandeered quinjet speed off from the hanger. Seconds later two twin streaks followed after them, with Sam's telling wings giving chase.

She took a few experimental steps forward. "We need to stop Tony and the Colonel. Then we leave."

Pietro was in agreement but before they could do anything Vision appeared, touching down several feet from them. Seeing as she was still a little weak, Pietro took up a defensive posture in front of Wanda, blocking her with his body.

The android's expression was regretful as he looked pass her twin to her. "I'm sorry."

The Sokovian knew he was apologizing for his behavior at the compound. She, on the other hand, couldn't find it in herself to say sorry. Mostly because she wasn't. She'd meant what she said. Her family came first. She only nodded at his words.

Pietro shrugged his shoulders. "I am not. I'm actually quite sad I didn't see your trip to China."

"Pietro. We don't have much time."

"Regardless of your feelings toward me Pietro, it is as I said. Catastrophe."

Her brother took a step forward. "Only because you made it so."

She grabbed her brother's wrist to stop him but Vision ignored the pair, turning to look up in the sky. She was curious about what he was doing but she felt the energy spike and Vision was suddenly shooting a yellow beam upward. Right at Sam.

Reaching out to the winged man, Wanda warned him. "Sam behind you!"

He heeded her warning, collapsing his wings and rolling into a tuck to avoid the blast. Only for it to hit Colonel Rhodes.

Wanda watched horrified as the War Machine armor dropped from the sky, arms and legs splayed about. Tony and Sam gave chase but there was too much distance between them. She smacked Pietro fearfully. "The reactor, it's damaged. The suit has no power. He can't stop and they won't reach him in time. Pietro, take me right below him."

Despite the fighting between everyone, they didn't want to hurt each other. And Wanda knew her brother very well. Pietro, even though he was one of the more vocal and volatile members of the group, didn't wish to actually harm or kill anyone on the team. So with a determined expression, her twin picked her up in his arms and blurred away. They covered the distance in seconds, Pietro setting Wanda down below where they could see Colonel Rhodes falling.

Her eyes trained upward, Wanda concentrated her scarlet within her palms, building it until her hands were almost too hot with power. With a forceful shout she pushed upward, the crimson net she'd cast racing upward several hundred feet. The scarlet's collision with the armor caused her to cry out, the force nearly causing Wanda's knees to buckle.

The ear piece crackled, Sam's strained voice filtering through. "Hold on a bit more Wanda, Tony's almost there."

Steve's voice joined in, worried. "What's happening? Sam? Somebody talk to me."

Pietro explained what was going on, Wanda trying to ignore them, concentrating on maintaining her scarlet. He was still falling too fast, getting closer to the ground. Ignoring the pain in her head and the feeling of warm blood trailing from her nose down her lips Wanda let out a scream, pulling as much of her scarlet from within as she dared, pushing it up and out; aware of something shattering inside her.

A huge wave of vermilion exploded from her body, the initial release sending Pietro off his feet. The feral surge of energy followed the formerly-made pathway, channeling through her arms and racing up toward Rhodes. The extra power managed to completely stop his free fall, even going so far as to lift him higher into the air.

At that moment Tony, a streak of red and gold, reached Rhodes and wrapped his arms around him. The pair tumbled through the air a bit before he stabilized. Wanda let go, her knees hitting the ground first before she listed off to the side. Pietro managed to catch her head before it made contact with the ground.

She felt a buzzing in her mind, something she couldn't quite decipher. Her body hurt, externally from the bruises scattered across her body but also internally. Something had happened when she'd pulled that extra energy from within. She'd done something to her scarlet.

"Wanda, can you hear me? I've been trying to talk to you mentally."

She looked up at Pietro as he cradled her in his arms. "I can hear you if you speak out loud but not in my head." That wasn't good. Lifting a hand Wanda tried to conjure her scarlet but instead she hissed in pain. It hurt, sharp and lingering. She shared a look with her brother. She was defenseless.

Twin engines drew close and the two of them looked up to see Sam land a few feet from them, wings collapsing while Tony touched down, gently laying Colonel Rhodes down on the grass.

Immediately Tony ripped off his mask to reveal his unconscious friend. "Read vitals?"

Wanda tried to sit up more in her brother's arms, wanting to see if Rhodes was okay. Whatever F.R.I.D.A.Y. had said must be positive because Tony slumped in relief, hanging his head.

Next to them Sam also let out a sigh before turning his head to look at the pair of siblings. His eyes widened when he saw Wanda. "Shit Wanda, are you okay?"

His words caught Tony's attention, looking up at her from his spot on the ground. He too looked startled.

Wanda turned to her brother. "How bad do I look?"

"You are very pale and you have blood coming out of your nose, what do you think?"

She gave him a mock glare before turning to the other two men, trying to hold back the wince as she wiped her nose. "I'm fine."

"Thank you Wanda." Looking over at Tony, his brown eyes were fierce but thankful, his lips trembling just barely. The words were spoken in a strained tone, just barely less than a sob.

She managed a small, tired smile while leaning her head against Pietro's shoulder. "Of course, no thanks are needed."

"Wanda."

Her brother's tone of voice was tight and she looked up at him only to see him gazing back the way they came. Twisting a little she saw the flashing red and blues in the distance. There were ambulances but also police cars scattered across the airport tarmac. Three more of them were speeding in their direction along with an ambulance.

"We need to go. Now."

She nodded at him, taking time to glance at her winged teammate. "Sorry Sam." The words had barely left her mouth before the world spun and blurred away. It took roughly thirty seconds but they finally stopped at the edge of some trees, a parking lot just a few feet away. They were a little more than ten miles away from the airport and just a walking distance from the train station that had been selected for them.

She was placed on her feet and managed to walk over with her brother to a pre-determined car, opening the back seat. Inside was a couple of jackets and a bag of hair color spray. Taking off the leather jacket and gloves Wanda traded it out for the plain dark blue fleece hoodie.

Once she'd donned the zip-up she felt around the inside seam, finding the tiny slit. Pulling out the white envelope from the hidden pocket she opened it, fingering the train ticket and several notes of money. Enough to help them travel for a bit.

"Come on. Hurry." Pietro had opened a small black case that had been in the foot well, the high-tech mesh in his hands. It was something Steve had kept from his Shield days that had come in handy in the past and now would be instrumental in keeping them safe.

Wanda pulled her hair back, allowing her brother to cover her face and neck with the strange material. It clung to her skin, irritating her but she ignored the feeling. Pietro activated it and Wanda felt the buzzing sensation for just a second before it faded. Turning to look in the car windows she was pleased the facial camouflage had worked perfectly. Stark won't be able to find her using cameras and F.R.I.D.A.Y.

She turned to her brother, only to find him with a can of color spray, still dressed in his fighting clothes. She frowned even when she turned around as he instructed. "Why aren't you getting changed?"

"You first." Pietro began at the bottom of her hair and made his way up, lifting sections to get the underside of her tresses. In seconds she was no longer auburn but now a very dark brunette, several shades darker than Jamie's chestnut.

She grabbed the second jacket, a wine red, and held it out to him. "Your turn."

He grabbed it from her but threw it back in the car. "Get on the train. I'll be back in a few minutes."

She grabbed his arm before he could leave. "What do you mean? Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to get the old man."

He slipped out of her grasp and disappeared.

Wanda floundered for a second before trying to call after her brother mentally. She could feel him, a solid presence in the back of her head but the connection used to communicate felt severed, frayed. She wasn't able to talk to him yet.

Muttering a Sokovian curse, Wanda shut the car door and started walking in the direction of the station.


Okay, let me know what you guys think, I gotta go! Bye. -Mez