OP chapter 19

A.N: First of all, I want to point out that I'm suprised it took me this long to get to Wanda. I think if I ever did Wanda in a story again then she'd probably be OC after endgame since I haven't gotten around to watching Dr Strange 2 yet. Plus, I haven't watched WandaVision because it's kind of hard to convince your wife that you need to watch a full TV show of Elizabeth Olsen in various costumes for 'research'.

Second of all, the point of these chapters besides giving something for you guys to read inbetween my writing chapters, is for me to try out ideas and experiment with writing different characters. Now, usually I write in third person, but I wanted to experiment with writing in first person. As I have a few story ideas that I'm considering doing in first person. I'd really appreciate your feedback on this if you don't mind.

Do you guys prerfer third person? Do I write first person okay? Does it not matter to you, that sort of stuff. (Not demanding comments/feedback by the way, just humbly requesting). Either way, I hope you enjoy the chapter.

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Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch)-

Scene 1 -

You would think that being carried would be embarrassing when you were my age, but when it was Thor himself carrying you, then it was less about being embarrassed and more about trying not to grin as you were being carried by a person that only years ago, people thought was a story tale. He had me and his hammer in one arm, while his other arm held Steve (AKA Captain America). We landed near silently, with Iron Man hovering behind us.

It didn't take long for us to make our way inside the building. I was sure that Tony's suit must have a stealth mode or something since he was barely making any sound as he flew up ahead of us. Cap was easily sneaking in like a silent ninja. He might have been made of muscle but he moved like a ballet dancer at times. Even Thor, who towered over me and was literally associated with Thunder, was barely making any sound. I don't think I was that bad either, I was far from a master spy, but I had spent a significant amount of time with Black Widow and Hawkeye and managed to pick up a few things.

As we got closer, we managed to catch the tail end of Ultron's rant.

"Don't compare me to Stark!" Ultron was saying furiously. "He's a sickness! A disease!"

"Oh Junior," Tony said in a fake hurt voice as he landed in front of us, announcing our presence to Ultron and the two with him.

Tony and Ultron started a verbal duel, but my gaze was firmly fixed on the other two. The first was a handsome, musclar guy (why is everyone in this universe so bloody photogenic?) dressed in black jeans along with blue trainers and a shirt that was a blue-grey combo. Then there was the girl with him, her face probably would have been nicer if she wasn't glaring at us, but she was still very pretty. Black hair was tied into a ponytail, she wore knee-high boots, a black dress and a red, leather jacket. I had seen the folder we had on them, the maximoff twins. In the comics, they were known as Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch.

It was Wanda I was most worried about. I'm not the biggest comic book nerd, but the last thing I need is for her to say 'no more avengers' and wipe me out of existence like she did with the mutants. It was the mutants right? I had no idea, I hadn't touched a comic since I got to this world. Luckily, I don't think that either of the two had long to practise with their powers. I don't have access to Alien X or any alien that could fight a reality shaper. Not yet, anyway.

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A habit that I drilled into myself since coming into this universe was to stretch every day as soon as I woke up from bed. At first it had been bothersome, but I've come to really enjoy it. When you fight superpowered individuals nearly every week then you learn to enjoy anything and everything that helps loosen your body and reduce pain. After a quick trip to the bathroom, I had made my way into the kitchen, ready to eat cereal since that was about all that I was capable of making on my own. Only, I came to realise that the kitchen wasn't empty.

Standing in the kitchen, in front of the oven and dressed in casual clothes, Wanda was making something. I don't know what it was but it smelled brillant. Her brother and I were the only other people that lived here, none of us had homes and Tony was nice enough to set us up here. I suppose Vision lived here as well, but he was rarely seen at the moment.

"That smells amazing," I told her genuinely as I walked up to her. She turned her head and gave me a dazzling smile.

"Thank you," She said softly, her voice still accented. "I'm making some for me and my brother. Would you like some?"

"If it's no bother," I nodded as I stopped next to her. "I never really learnt to cook," I admitted. "I've been surviving the past year on ready-made breakfasts and protein shakes."

"You must be kidding," She said, amusedly. "You never learnt to cook?"

"I can make a sandwich," I shrugged. "I was still living with my parents when I was in my other world."

"You didn't move out?"

"I couldn't afford to," I told her with a shake of my head. "Didn't have enough money. Mum cooked for me my whole life, then I came here and I was too busy trying to not get caught and experimented on by the government. I've not had a home-cooked meal in a while."

"I'll make my best just for you then," She smiled warmly.

"Legend," I grinned at her. "You need any help?"

"I think I can manage." She smirked just as several items started floating above her head.

"Show off."

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Scene 3 -

I wasn't sure how long that battle had gone, but I didn't feel like it was ending soon. I was pretty sure that my watch was going to time out soon, still, I wasn't about to run. Not in a battle this important. As Heatblast, I flew over the battlefield, watching as spider legs shot out of Spiderman's back and pierced through several foot soldiers, Drax the destoyer decapitated one soldier and War Machine gunned down several with his shoulder gun. Eventually, I found Black Panther, playing keep away with the infinity gauntlet. He was doing a good job of keeping it from Thanos, but I knew it wouldn't take long for Thanos to catch him.

I turned up the heat and shot towards him, tackling him with a spear and creating some much needed distance between him and Black Panther. Even in my alien form, it felt like I had run shoulder first into a brick wall. Once Thanos landed on his back, I quickly slapped my omnitrix, turning into Rath.

"Bring it, Grape-chin!" I yelled furiously. I saw Thanos start getting up and charged, hitting him with a right upper cut before sneaking around his back and wrapping my arms around his waist and hitting him with a german suplex. He pushed me off, I followed up by extending my hand claws and leaping at him. Both my claws pierced into his left arm, he yelled out in pain.

"Pest!" He roared, punching me with his other arm, sending me flying and landing on my neck a good twenty meters away. My pride was always twenty times bigger when I was Rath, but even know I had to admit that Thanos was hitting harder than I could. Still, I wasn't about to let him know that.

"That all you got?" I taunted as I pushed myself onto my feet, I probably would have looked tougher if my legs weren't shaking.

"You can't beat me in this form," Thanos said as he stopped in front of me.

"Let me tell you something, Chin-Zilla! There's nothing Rath can't beat! Rath could squeeze the grape juice out of you if he wanted!" I roared as the omnitrix started beeping. "But Rath won't because Rath's not trying to beat you!" The light flashed red and I was back in human form, but I wasn't scared. "I'm trying to stall you," I grinned.

"Stall me?" Thanos's eye narrowed just before a large, red blast the size of a truck slammed into him from the side. My grin got bigger as I looked over to my furious girlfriend.

"Nobody touches him but me," She said in a scary voice. At that point, I wasn't sure if I should be more scared or turned on.