The Blue Mage (Wanda Maximoff X Male OC) (ON HOLD)

Chapter IV - Burn

"You will protect her Victor. Promise me."

"I promise." Seemingly satisfied, he put on another big smile on his face.

"I can handle myself, you know," Wanda said dryly, and the destruction of a new Ultron bot helped her prove the point.

"Did you hear something, Victor?"

"Not really, must have been the wind."

"A very pushy wind."

"Oh yes, pushy indeed."

They all share a quick, tired laugh, and Pietro runs away, leaving a trail of dust behind him. Everything turned quiet. Victor took a sit on the ground and placed his head on the wall, feeling the adrenaline leaving his body.

"Are you all, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, It's been a long day, and I am drastically out of practice." Victor tried to pull himself together, even if all he wanted was to sleep.

"So, care to tell me who can you do what you do?"

Deciding they would have to have this conversation either way, he reopened his eyes.

"My family has always practiced magic. It's in our blood. I'm sorry for not telling you this, but I was forbidden. It's a family secret, and grandmother did not want to put a target on us."

"I always knew you were a wizard." Wanda giggled. Her melodic voice echoed in the broken church. "Those herbs you gave me for Pietro were also magical?"

"Oh yes, Grandmother Ida learned how to infuse nature with our magic to help others. She was teaching me this until... She passed away."

"How?" Wanda kneeled beside him. Her body immediately started to release some pent-up tension.

"In her sleep. It was peaceful and painless. At least, I hope so." They heard metallic rustling. With a quick sight, Victor stood up and telekinetically crushed the first two bots who entered the church. Wanda rushed past him and finished the last one. She stood in the center with her fiery red magic dancing around her. God, there are so many questions unasked and even more answers to give.

"I don't think we will have time to talk here." Victor joked, but he picked up a change in Wanda. The air started to get heavy and Victor felt like he just swallowed a brick of ice. To make it worse, more bots rushed them from all sides. Wanda screamed and fell to her knees like she was being skinned alive. Her body released a pulse of energy that made the air tremble. Victor could only raise his hands to cover himself from the blast. He flew and hit something hard. He must have lost consciousness for a second because, in a moment, he felt a cold floor on his cheek. As he tried to push himself up, he screamed in pain. His hands looked like they were burned. The skin got darker, and thick red veins were pulsating from his charred skin. They felt stiff and could not stop shaking. His scream must have broken Wanda from shock as she turned to him, still kneeling.

"VICTOR" She rushed to his side. Wanda reached out to him but stopped herself when she saw his hands. "Oh my God, Victor, I'm so sorry I... I didn't mean to do this."

Victor was more focused on her face rather than her words. Her green eyes were glassy, and her cheeks were red and puffy. He saw the same scared and tired girl who knocked on his door 10 years ago.

"It's Pietro... He is gone, Victor. Pietro is gone!" She hid her face in her hands and sobbed. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry." She just kept repeating that and frantically shaking her head.

He felt another wave of pain from his hands. He growled and tried to use his grandmother's spell. His magic covered his hands. The shaking stopped, and he started to feel them again, even if only barely. The skin was still charred and by looking at his glowing red veins, he might have absorbed a piece of the blast. He gently grabbed her shoulder, panting through his teeth.

"Wanda, it's all right. I am all right." he winced.

"I hurt you and I lost Pietro." A cold pit of sorrow nestled in his stomach, imagining Pietro's dead body.

"Wanda, you need to listen to me. Please." She raised her head. Tears shined on her pale skin. With a trembling lip, she repeated the words I'm sorry. Victor did not know what was worse. The pain in his arms or the avalanche of emotions his magic took from her.

"Wanda, you didn't mean to hurt me. It was an accident, and I will be fine."

He hates me, he must be terrified of me, I am such a failure. Wanda couldn't control herself and showed some of her thoughts. Victor slowly cupped her cheek. His hands barely register the sensation of touch.

"See? I will be all right and I..." Looking behind her, Victor saw a half-destroyed Ultron bot placing a hand on the device. The shock wave muffled his scream. The city started to descend like a bloody meteor. Wanda helped Victor stand up, but it was almost impossible to stand still. Victor felt like his ears were about to explode. Suddenly, Thor landed right next to the device.

"You need to escape! Now!" His booming voice broke through the ongoing chaos. Victor took off the belt from his pants and bit it down. Without thinking, he used all his energy to cover his body in a radiant blue glow. He picked Wanda up and flew outside the church. Screaming through the belt, he rushed to the escape ship. Wanda was shouting right in his ear. He hardly could see straight. He crushed into the ship, still holding Wanda in his arms. In the distance, there was a huge boom of thunder, and Victor lost consciousness.

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