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Westview, New Jersey.
The suburban neighborhood was rather peaceful, a nice get away from the bustling streets of New York.
Steve wondered if that was what appealed to Wanda, the normalcy of being one of the country’s citizens, to be someone the world did not need.
They stepped into the yard of the house Fury mentioned his intel had last seen Wanda. It wasn’t much, just a normal two-story white house with a garden filled with all kinds of plants.
Steve felt bad trudging into this place. However, they needed all the help they can get for the threat Tony speaks of.
Once they reached the door Steve looked towards Clint and Natasha who were looking at him. Vision was back in the car, watching them from the windows.
With a sigh, Steve knocked on the door.
”Coming!” A familiar voice rang.
The door opened and Steve was shocked.
Because in the doorway was Wanda, but it wasn’t the Wanda they knew.
The Wanda they knew did not have scars snaking down her face, glowing with scarlet energy.
The Wanda they knew did not have horns jutting out of the side of her head.
Wanda stared at them in shock. Her emerald eyes widened in fear.
”Wanda” Natasha spoke, concern lacing her face. “What happened to you-
But before she could finish, Wanda slammed the door on Steve’s face. With a click, the door was locked.
Everyone froze.
”What,” Clint paused. “Happened to Wanda?”
Steve did not know.
But one thing was clear.
Wanda did not want to see them.
This mission was going to be more difficult than they thought.