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Pain. That was the first sensation that Wanda felt. One moment, she had been standing in the parking lot of the Leipzig Airport, holding up a large, falling tower of debris so that a certain Captain and Winter Soldier could escape to safety, and the next moment her senses were completely overloading. Squeezing her eyes shut and clamping both hands to the sides of her head, she could just barely register a high-pitched scream. Her own. This sound, this sensation, was causing a complete and utter sensory overload, unlike anything that she had ever experienced before. Wanda felt her knees buckling, her head spinning, her torso hitting the pavement before she felt herself fade away into nothingness.
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Her eyes opened slightly, allowing a sliver of light from the bright sky to swarm her vision. Wanda felt herself groan in pain and exhaustion as she forced her eyes to open the rest of the way, breathing heavily. As her vision cleared, she tried to make note of her situation and surroundings. She was sprawled out in the middle of the parking lot outside of the abandoned airport, a mild, throbbing pain occupying the left side of her torso. I must have collapsed, she thought to herself.
“Wanda?”
Slowly turning her head to the side, she blinked heavily, trying to focus on a red and blue figure that was descending from the sky to land quickly next to her.
“Wanda, can you hear me?”
The voice rang out again. It was like she was underwater- everything sounded a bit muddled together.
“Mhm.” She groaned in response, shutting her eyes once again. She heard someone kneel at her side and felt a large hand cup underneath her head. Another hand reached over her torso to pull her onto a lap, the bottom half of her body still sprawled out lazily upon the tarmac.
“Vizh…” She drawled, dragging out the “z” sound as she blinked and looked at the face above her. Wanda sent a reassuring smile to the worried face above her.
“Are you okay? I came as quickly as I could. It appeared that you were unconscious for a short amount of time.” Vision said, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Wanda smiled up at him once again, moving her right arm to prop herself up on her elbow.
Vision placed his left hand upon Wanda’s right cheek as she looked up at him. My Vision, she thought to herself as she tenderly placed her left hand on his thigh.
“I’m okay now that you’re here.”
Wanda saw Vision sigh in relief as his thumb softly grazed her cheek. “I’m sorry,” he blurted.
“Me too.”
“It is as I said, catastrophe.”
Wanda looked towards those bright blue eyes that she knew like the back of her hand and nodded slightly, a tear making its way down her cheek. She closed her eyes and felt her lip tremble. They had lost the battle- what would happen to her now?
Blinking the ever-so-annoying tears away from her line of sight, Wanda tilted her head up to see Vision staring intensely at a person in the sky. Sam. Wanda watched as a beam of light traced a line through the sky, from the stone in Vision’s head all the way to… Rhodey.
Vision gasped before swearing under his breath. “I-I…” he stuttered, suddenly at a loss for words. Wanda sensed the concern in his face. She slowly moved to a sitting position, trying to ignore the spinning sensation in her head. Vision stood up himself, offering a hand to help Wanda stabilize herself as she stood up as well. The pair caught the sight of Rhodey crashing onto the hard ground, dirt being thrown up around him. Tony sprinted over to him while Sam slowly descended from the sky.
Wanda looked up at Vision, who had placed his hands on her shoulders. She caught his eye, looking over her left shoulder, and turned her own head towards where he was staring. Seven black, armored vehicles were making their way down an airport runway, headed straight for the parking lot. She looked back at Vision’s face and gasped softly, her breathing quickening up.
“Wanda, listen to me. Everything will be okay, but you need to run. Now. I promise I will find you as soon as I can.” Vision said to her, his grasp on her shoulders firm.
Wanda looked back at the cars, which were quickly approaching the tarmac. “B-but I can’t-”
She was cut off by Vision. “You must. I love you, now go.” He responded quickly, placing a soft kiss directly onto her forehead. Wanda hesitantly moved away after his embrace and took off running towards the collapsed tower from earlier, which was the opposite direction from the approaching Army vehicles. Her breathing picked up as her legs propelled the girl as fast as they possibly could, her heeled boots pounding against the cement with a “click-click”.
Wanda was approaching the wreckage of the fallen tower when she heard the screech of tires against the pavement come from her left. She turned over her right shoulder only to see another black car. “Shit!” She scolded herself, looking back and forth from vehicle to vehicle as men in black suits filed out of them. Another car screeched behind her, cornering her between three large Army vans and the mountain of debris from the airport tower.
“Put your hands up!” Rang over a megaphone. Wanda was pretty sure that she was hyperventilating now. Here she stood, surrounded by at least thirty guards, all with guns pointed straight towards her. Her head whipped from left to right to survey her surroundings, her hands beginning to glow red. Without thinking, she hurled a scarlet ball of magic towards the soldiers to her right, knocking down four of them.
The click of the safety of a gun, a gunshot, a shriek.
Wanda looked down at her left arm, surveying the damage. Thankfully, the bullet had only grazed her. She stared at the newly-formed hole in her jacket, a small but steady trickle of blood pooling on her bicep. In this split second of observation, five soldiers somehow had managed to run up behind her and tackled her to the ground.
The girl fell forwards as the weight of the guards slammed into her back, sending her chin downwards, colliding with the pavement. “Let me go!” She cried out, attempting to squirm under the weight. Before she could free her hand to send a crimson explosion of magic towards the dogpile, Wanda felt something cold be placed around her neck with a “click!”. She frowned as the device beeped loudly in her ear. One by one, each soldier stood up and moved away as the collar began to buzz.
Wanda could only process the feeling of white-hot pain as the piece of machinery sizzled and crackled, leaving her limbs uselessly convulsing. She let out a scream of agony until the shock finally resided after what felt like hours, but was probably only ten seconds.
She lay face down on the pavement, panting heavily. Wanda turned her head to the side to see more guards rushing up to her and holding her hands behind her back.
“We need to control this one. Rumor has it she’s a bit feisty.” A voice above the young woman called out as she felt a pair of handcuffs being clicked around her wrists. Before Wanda could respond, she felt a prick in her neck and the world around her faded to black.
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