I must become the lion hearted girl, ready for a fight Characters: Wanda, Clint, Pietro Setting: NYC then Genosha Content: Violence, probably Summary: Wanda and Clint go on an insane rescue mission
Everyone else’s priorities were all wrong, why the hell couldn’t they see that? Just because the world was ending didn’t mean Pietro deserved to be abandoned, left in the hands of his sadistic father. Again. The Avengers would rescue him, she was told, they would rally and go out as a team but first there were things to do. The tower was gone, the city was overrun, they were stuck here at the Raft and they needed to wait and make a plan because Magneto was still Magneto, after all, and he was still dangerous. Wanda would do it alone if she had to, she wasn’t going to wait this time, she wasn’t going to lose her brother again. She couldn’t just sit idly by worrying when she could do something about it. And why not? There wasn’t much she was doing here and in the end maybe she could only do more harm than good, just like in the refugee compound in L.A. Here it was leave it to the scientists, leave it to the people with the cure. The cure wasn’t going to get her brother back from Magneto, the Scarlet Witch was. Magneto was going to pay.
Once the decision was made she only stalled long enough to find an opening when anyone who would stop her was elsewhere, busy. Wanda wasn’t going to be stopped and no amount of reasoning would make her back down. Maybe they would understand but how could they? She’d failed Pietro before and under no circumstances, not even an undead apocalypse, was she going to do that again. There was no reason to worry about what they’d say when she got back, she’d take any consequences as long as she got Pietro back here alive. Whether the others liked it or not, this wasn’t about them and it was hard enough trying to survive what life had become- she absolutely could not and would not go on without Pietro.
Wanda withdrew, it was easier that way, stop speaking to anyone and slink around alone. Everyone would know why and if she was lucky they wouldn’t question and meanwhile, she could plan. The right moment finally arrived when the others (Tony and Steve in particular) were occupied and she could slip away, don her costume and begin plotting her route. Wanda’s plan of action was simple; teleport in and destroy anything that got in her way. Tear down the manor brick by brick. Even face off against her father if she had to. When she’d fought with demon lords and the undead, when the whole world was going to hell, daddy was the last thing the Scarlet Witch was afraid of now.