- Disclaimer - I am not the Scarlet Witch. This is a role play account. I do not own any rights to the Scarlet Witch and all copyright are owned by Marvel comics. This is a non profit account, only to roleplay.
Monica stumbled and he caught her. She then touched his cheek. Her eyes met his and his whole body lurched. His face bubbled up and an inhuman sound escaped his lips as he fell over. He had radiation poisoning. The crowd outside screamed and ran away as the bloodied woman walked into the club, bloodied footsteps seeming to follow her. The three piece suit she wore reeked of blood and possible decay. In the light, one would see that both of her eyes were black, her lips were split, her jaw was swollen, and her nose bled onto her top. She didn't seem to notice though.
"Help me..." she whispered, begging.
She walked through the crowds and they parted, mouths being covered by their hands. She walked through them to the center of the room.
"HELP ME!!!!" she screamed out.
A man dialed 911. Then an inhuman wail left Monica as she shook with her power. It was as if she was overloaded with it. Electricity seemed to zap from her and with in seconds, the club was emptied as she continued to shake. She screamed again as power erupted from her. She fell unconscious as the building shook and caved in. Monica fell unconscious a bubble of her power surrounding and protected her.
"We're letting her go. You better come and get her. Or a lot of people will be hurt by her. Or a lot of people will be hurt by her. You know how unstable she is," came the voice through the machinery.
That was the message left. No who or what or why. It came from Monica's old communicator. She had been missing for months. Why? That was as good a question as how. Torn, bloody, and lost Monica made her way through the busy streets of NYC. She stumbled into a newspaper stand, causing the owner to shout at her. When she left a bloody hand print on a newspaper, his eyes growing wide.
"Hey! You okay?" he called out, but she was gone.
Monica stumbled on, communicator beeping. She ignored it. She didn't know where it came from or what it was. She looked up, seeing bright lights and hearing blaring music. The bouncer saw her as she came.
"Hey you! You can't go in there! Are you drunk?" he asked.
=* Steven shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he looked her in the eyes. He was finally starting understand what she was saying when it really dawned on his what she was saying. *=
" So your trying to tell me that I have to kill my own son??"
=* He said shaking his head at her as his mind really tried to comprehend the insanity she was explaining to him.*=
" That is crazy, Peggy would never let you make a magical baby for us. Why would you think that you did that..."
=* He wanted to continue but then stopped himself realizing that she was either completely out of her mind or that she was infact possitive of what she was saying. He turned to he and closed the door to Peggy and his room before asking her to follow him to the baby's room. As they stood looking down at the child Steven calmly asked her to show him what she was refering to.*=
" Ok now you say this dagger can glow or something if John is magical...Why does it want John back if your right about all this. How do we stop it?"
=* He said tryiing to figure out if there was an answer to his own statement. He was not used to magical happenings and when they did occur he would usually ask Scarlet or find some one like Doctor Strange or Doctor Druid to help them if she could not when it was needed*=
" Scarlet, please ..you have to tell me if you can fix this..."
=* He opened his mouth trying to get a word in but she seemed to be talking at a rate faster than a child on a sugar fit. Steven looked at her, at first he wondered if this was one of her off the wall pranks to see how much she could worry him before she would busting out laughing. As he searched her face he realized that she was telling the truth. *=
" But how is that possible? "
=* His voice finally managing to edge in to what she was saying.*=
" I dont understand , John seemed like a perfectly normal child to me. He eats,cries, and sleeps, How could he not be a real child? "
=* He said as he looked at her with the msot confused look he had ever had on his face in his life. To him this was crazier than when he had heard an armada of Kree ships were headed to earth during the so called Kree-skrull wars. Now he stood unsure of what to say or what to think.*=
"You have to be kidding or have made a mistake Scarlet....this can't be right..."
Same as always. and how do you know who I am? You been poking around in my head? waitaminute... I know you. You're one of Steve's Avengers. Scarlet Witch, right? I read your file. Maximoff, Wanda aka the Scarlet Witch
*Monica was in a room, pacing around. She had been shouting for hours or days. It could have been minutes. There was no way to tell anymore. She had changed her form at least fifty times. She had lost count honestly. She was trying to find a form that would be able pass through the walls that held her. When none of them worked, Monica gave up and sat down against a wall. She had to admit this was pissing her off. She wanted to get back home, but whoever had her seemed intent on keeping her where she was. Then she felt something. She looked around*
Steven had only been home a couple of hours. After the long mission he had been on in the amazons he had hoped that he would be able to relax. As he layed sleeping his mind flew through the burning villages of a wild fire that had been started by a terrorist cell. They tried to take over the lands of the native people who lived there and Steven had been called in after S.H.E.I.L.D. had learned that it was a racist group refered to by many that lived there as the Sons Of The Serpent.
As he turned in his sleep he could feel the warn touch on his shoulder. He turned over thinking it was Peggy wanting him to get up with the twins, "it was his turn", he thought to himself as he opened his eyes to see Scarlet standing in his room. Sitting up he looked at her as he rubbed his eyes trying to adjust to the dim light.
" What is it?"
He whispered as he got out of bed motioning for her to follow him to the hallway.
*Monica had left a message with Scarlet, letting her know she had to run back to Louisiana to spend Halloween with her parents. They had called her at the last minute and she knew that they needed her help. She quickly informed Steve and made her way out to Louisiana. On her way there, Monica was ambushed and managed to leave a message with Scarlet at the beginning of the attack*
Attack! I'm halfway between New York and New Orleans! I'm not sure who's getting this message! I need back up!
*If Scarlet, had managed to get the message on time and tracked down where Monica had once been, there would be no sign of the struggle. Except for her missing communicator and part of her ripped clothes. Her cell phone was also there among the ruined equipment, but Monica wasn't there*
You can't help who your father is anymore than I can help the fact that I hate aliens. I'm just calling a spade a spade here. IRL I'm happily married and IC I'm happily married to my job. So no worries there.
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