Despite the anger and rage beginning to boil under her skin, making her fingers tingle with want — they want to reach across the table and wrap around that neck of his or, with a flick of her wrist, send him flying across the room with a psionic blast of energy to his chest — and power to surge through them once more, Wanda listens.
She knows.
When she was able, Wanda began researching how this world deals with magic and those who use it. It didn't take her long to understand that the people of this world see magic as a threat and those who possess the ability to wield it.
The almost threat she can handle, ready to toss her own at him, but when he mentions her children and her tearing open another rift to get to them, she begins to crumble. Whatever posturing she had before dissipates as she pulls the inside of her bottom lip between her teeth, gnawing on it to the point she begins stating the metallic tinge of blood.
She can feel herself coming apart. The careful walls she built up crash down as the tears begin welling in her eyes. Try as she might to hold back the tears; they eventually spill. One large droplet slides down her cheek, followed by another and another when they start to fall. Straightening, Wanda brushes away a few tears and swallows hard, trying to push down the lump in her throat.
"No," her voice cracks, raw and pained, as she doesn't try to hide her anguish. "Despite how things felt — how I felt and still feel — they weren't real. None of it was real. As desperate as I want to be with them again. To feel their love, hear their voices, and feel their arms around me, none of them are mine. They are loved and belong to another version of me."
It is unbearable to have that life and finally have happiness, only to be taken away. In her anguish, she did things she never thought possible. Became a monster. Murderer. Even tried to kill someone she once considered a friend. All so she could steal another woman's children to fill the aching void left within her when she realized her life was a lie. An unhealthy coping mechanism caused her powers to go out of control and created an alternate reality, so she didn't have to heal with the pain of losing Vision, Tony, Steve, and Nat.
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She knows.
When she was able, Wanda began researching how this world deals with magic and those who use it. It didn't take her long to understand that the people of this world see magic as a threat and those who possess the ability to wield it.
The almost threat she can handle, ready to toss her own at him, but when he mentions her children and her tearing open another rift to get to them, she begins to crumble. Whatever posturing she had before dissipates as she pulls the inside of her bottom lip between her teeth, gnawing on it to the point she begins stating the metallic tinge of blood.
She can feel herself coming apart. The careful walls she built up crash down as the tears begin welling in her eyes. Try as she might to hold back the tears; they eventually spill. One large droplet slides down her cheek, followed by another and another when they start to fall. Straightening, Wanda brushes away a few tears and swallows hard, trying to push down the lump in her throat.
"No," her voice cracks, raw and pained, as she doesn't try to hide her anguish. "Despite how things felt — how I felt and still feel — they weren't real. None of it was real. As desperate as I want to be with them again. To feel their love, hear their voices, and feel their arms around me, none of them are mine. They are loved and belong to another version of me."
It is unbearable to have that life and finally have happiness, only to be taken away. In her anguish, she did things she never thought possible. Became a monster. Murderer. Even tried to kill someone she once considered a friend. All so she could steal another woman's children to fill the aching void left within her when she realized her life was a lie. An unhealthy coping mechanism caused her powers to go out of control and created an alternate reality, so she didn't have to heal with the pain of losing Vision, Tony, Steve, and Nat.