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Wanda’s POV
The walls of the hex shrunk more and more while vision held my face in his hands. His wrists felt warm, real, in my hands. But they weren’t. I know that he isn’t real but that doesn’t make this any easier to deal with.
“I have been a voice with no body. A body, but not human. And now… a memory made real. Who knows what I might be next? We have said goodbye before, so it stands to reason…”
“We’ll say hello again.” I didn’t want him to leave me again. Not after all I did to get him back and keep him. The hex couldn’t just be thrown back up though. The people of Westview have gone through enough suffering by my hands. All I want now is for Vision to hold me close and never leave. I just want to go to bed and wake up to my kids shaking me awake for breakfast. That can’t happen though, I know it can’t. The red light glowed so bright it must be right outside the window by now.
“So long, darling.” Vision dissipated into thin air and all I was left with was a memory. For the 4th time in my life, my world caved in. This time though, I was left with completely nothing. Nothing but the memories I made with the family I’ll never have again. And the book. The dark hold as Agn- Agatha called it. I can hear it whispering to me but I don’t want it. I saw what it did to Agatha and I refuse to let that happen to me. Even without my kids, I need to be the person my sons need me to be. This world is corrupt and I refuse to join it.
Next thing I know, Vision is gone and I’m standing alone in an empty plot again. Only this time, I have a purpose. I don’t know how, but I will get my family back. And with this new power I got from Agatha, maybe it’s possible. I dawn my hood and walk back through the town to see the damage that I’ve caused.
The town of Westview grieved, not because of the death of the local hero, or because of a beloved family moving away, but because of their loss of time. Time I took away from them for my own selfish gain. They don’t deserve what I did to them. No one does.
The people stared and crowded as I silently moved passed. Their stares bored holes into my head as I approached the one person to supposedly care about me right now. Monica turned and gave all her attention to me, even with the swarm of people staring behind me.
“They’ll never know what you sacrificed for them.” She’s right, they’ll never know. But what is my sacrifice compared to theirs? Is it really their sacrifice if they didn’t have a choice?
“It wouldn’t change how they see me. And you, you don’t… You don’t hate me?”
“Given the chance and given your power, I’d bring my mom back. I know I would.” Someone understands me finally. What I did was… unforgivable, but I’m in a position no one has been in before. I’m the Scarlet Witch and I have no clue how to begin to find out what that means. The book does though, it whispers to me that it has the answers I seek. I won’t let it tell me though, the cost isn’t worth the payoff.
“I’m sorry. For all the pain I caused.” And I really am. No one in this town deserved what I did.”
“I know.”
“I don’t understand this power. But I will.” I don’t know if that’s a promise I can keep, but I will try my absolute best. Police sirens approach and I don’t wanna go through the hassle of dealing with them trying to arrest me. The thought of hurting anyone right now fills my stomach with dread.
“Goodbye, Monica.”
“Bye, Wanda. Good luck.” I know I’m gonna need it. Especially for what I’m gonna do next. My clothes shift into their new form as I power up to fly off. I’m quiet as I fly away from the town, shrouded by my cloak. As I got close to the Westview sign, I took one last look at the town. Of all of my mistakes in the world, this is the one I regret the most.
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The cold brushed against my face as I came to a halt. I continued to fly from Westview until I found the most secluded place I could. Once that was done, I put all my power into destroying the Darkhold. Its whispers turned into screams, begging me to use it and keep it whole. I didn’t listen. The book burned to ash and the sounds stopped. Now, I was finally, fully, unequivocally, alone. Not even the voices remained.
My newfound powers were quickly put to use as I constructed a new house from nothing but air. Actually, it’s less of a house and more of a cabin. But, it’s secluded and it would give me the space I need to figure out the full scope of my power. With that done, I disrobe into civilian clothing and head inside my new home. It has all the essentials I need to live here. Minus the food, I'm going to have to take care of myself. The cabin is nice and quaint, not a bad place to spend my time alone. The walls are plain wood but that can change whenever I want.
The landscape outside was snowy but it was beautiful. I’m sure I could start growing things as it gets warmer. I could make it warmer but it feels wrong to manipulate the world like that again. Things should go on naturally from now on. I manifest a cup of coffee and sit out on the porch and stare out at the river. The feeling of loneliness hangs heavy over the cabin, but not as heavy as before. I think Westview gave me the small bit of closure I needed to start moving forward. But, I know I’ll never be able to move on.