The Game That Started it All

The Worst of the Worst

Maybe if I keep my eyes shut like a child scared of the dark, it won't be true..

Steve's POV:

I refuse to see the love of my life kill herself before my eyes. I look away as the bullet goes off, and I hear Clint behind me, the emotions wracking his body and I can't help but feel even sadder..

I look back up and I wish I hadn't. There was Natasha's body, crumpled on the ground with the gun still in her little hand.

I look up to Loki, who stood there more upset then I thought he would look.

And then, I let go.

The emotions took over and knocked me out, crushing my already shattered body. But right before I slipped into the darkness, I saw Loki's eyes gleam a bright red. Maybe I was hallucinating..

Loki's POV:

I thought mine and the little witches magic had worked... what on earth had happened?

Seconds before Natasha went to put the gun to her head Miss Maximoff communicated with me, telling me to do anything to stop what was about to happen.

First of all, if I Loki are not able to predict what we're to happen, how did she know and from so far away?

I used one of my many tricks, to stop the bullet from hitting her in the head and I thought it worked, but blood spilled out before my feet beside her tiny, limp form.

I always liked Natasha, even though I threatened her after mind controlling Barton..

I felt bad honestly, I did and she seemed like one of those people who forgave and forgot and I liked that about her, she gave people who had good in them second chances.

That's a debt I guess i'll never be able to repay.

And then, I feel the witch enter my mind again.

'Is Natasha ok?'

'I used one of my tricks but it didn't seem to work little one, I apologize'

'Are you sure Loki? Please tell me you're not sure'

'See for yourself..'

Wanda's POV:

I use my mind controlling powers and look to see what Loki is witnessing.

No.

No no no please..

I exit his mind almost right after I saw her. This can't be happening again please first Pietro and now Natasha? She was like the older sister I have never had.

I start to panic.

It's out of my control,

I can't breathe.

I hyperventilate and it seems like there's no end, it's like i'm being crushed, i'm losing air but constantly breathing in.

I start scratching at my neck

Please, someone help!

A few moments later Tony comes into my room.

"Hey kid, none of the team is answe- Holy shit Wanda what's wrong?" He rushes over to me in an instant, trying to calm me down.

"Wanda c'mon everything's ok I need you to calm down please Wanda-" He's freaking out.

"SOMEONE HELP! GET A GODDAMN OXYGEN MASK IN HERE NOW!" Tony yells, seconds before I fall into his arms, unconscious.

Tony's POV:

"SOMEONE HELP! GET A GODDAMN OXYGEN MASK IN HERE NOW!" I yell as loud as I can, hoping Bruce or some of the medical staff would hear me.

Wanda then passes out and I know it's not good. I go to feel her pulse and it's weak.

What the hell happened?

All of a sudden Bucky bursts through the door, clutching his stomach while wincing in pain.

"Stark.." Bucky heaves, throwing me an oxygen mask before sliding against the doorframe to sit on the ground, exhaustion taking over his features.

I quickly snatch the mask and put it over Wanda as quick as possible, needing some air to get into her lungs.

After about 30 seconds her pulse feels stronger as she stirs under the mask.

"Hey Wanda, you alright there?" I say softly, needing her to be ok.

She comes to and gives a slight nod of her head, but then goes back to freaking out a little bit but I stop her from doing so, fast.

"Wanda I need you to stay calm or you're going to have another panic attack. What caused this?" I ask, sitting her up against the wall.

She pulls off the mask for a moment to let her words out. Her voice sounds emotionless and wrecked. And when she says those 2 words, I almost wish she didn't.

"Natasha's dead."

Bucky's POV:

"What?" I question in disbelief

Tony freezes. He sits back against the wall next to Wanda and puts his head in his hands, looking broken.

"No no, that has to be wrong Natasha is too good at what she does to d-" I scoff but then stop my words when I look to Wanda.

Pure depression and helplessness takes over her face. My expression goes hard and I need to break something.

Nat-Natasha can't be dead no that's impossible. It's utter bullshit this can't be happening.

I ignore the screaming pain in my abdomen as my metal fist comes in aggressive contact with the wall behind me. I punch again only this time with my flesh hand.

Yeah that hurt a little more.

But I don't care.

I stop for a moment to look back at Tony, who's stumbling for the door, one hand looks like it's holding his own head up as he almost falls with every step he takes.

I take one last blow at the wall and breath heavily, resting my head against the surface in defeat.

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A/N

THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY!!!
ik this chapter is sad af i'm sorry lol. i liked writing in everyone's perspective tho i thought it was kinda cool! i hope you're enjoying the story because i love writing it!

this chapter was a little shorter then the rest i'm sorry about that but hey, i updated 2 days in a row and i haven't done that in about a month 😁

ily all tysm for the support!!

-Ella ❤️