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Wanda was blasting robots with her red tendrils when she felt it, her world shattering. He was gone, the connection they had shared since the experiments was gone. She didn’t have to look for him, she just knew. Anger took over as Wanda flew into action demanding revenge. Ultron. He did this to her, to her brother and she wanted him destroyed. Within moments her powers were ripping the heart out of Ultron and watching as all signs of life escaped him. She was done. She had avenged him and there was nothing left to do now but to close her eyes and fall with the city. But there was an agonising pain in her chest, in a moment of panic she opened her eyes and saw only red. Was it her powers losing control? Or was it a lot of blood?. With a final gasp for air the world around her started to fade away.
“What are we supposed to do?” Natasha whispered to Clint as they looked sadly at the little witch lying in the bed of the med wing. Her chest was slowly rising and falling now that she was finally stable. Clint’s heart ached, surely she couldn’t be any older than fourteen but they had no way of knowing until she woke up. He reached a conclusion, “we can’t leave her Nat, she can stay on the farm with us, she’s just lost her brother. She needs to live a normal life, have a family, people to care for her ”. Natasha thought about it for a second, “your right”.