The soldiers point their weapons at Agatha, who lifts them into the air. They all yelp in fear as they float up. "Same story, different century. There'll always be torches and pitchforks for ladies like us, y/n and Wanda," she voices. She flicks her hands down, making the soldiers fall. Wanda and I immediately use our powers to catch them and let them fall more gently.
Wanda turns to the twins and says, "boys, handle the military. Mommy and Auntie will be right back." I smile at them before we take off, flying toward Agatha. She shoots violet energy at us, which we block. We get a few feet in front of her and make a mocking face at her. We flick our wrists, poofing out just like she did earlier.
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Vision and Tony levitate next to each other as they circle around white Vision. "You are familiar with the thought experiment the Ship of Theseus in the field of identity metaphysics?" Vision inquires.
"Naturally. The Ship of Theseus is an artifact in a museum. Over time, its planks of wood rot and are replaced with new planks. When no original plank remains, is it still the Ship of Theseus?" white Vision replies.
"Secondly, if those removed planks are restored and reassembled, free of the rot, is that the Ship of Theseus?" Vision adds. Tony gapes at the two in disbelief.
"I'm just gonna stand over here," he announces, landing on the second floor. He feels it's a waste of energy to just float there while the two Visions discuss the Ship of Theseus.
"Neither is the true ship. Both are the true ship," white Vision answers, looking away in thought.
"Well, then, we are agreed."
"But I do not have the Mind Stone," white Vision mentions.
Regular Vision points out, "and I do not have one single ounce of original material. Perhaps, the rot is the memories..." He and white Vision continue their discussion about memories and who is the true Vision, and Tony just stands by listening. "As a carbon-based synthezoid, your memory storage is not so easily wiped," Vision says as he nears the white one. He reaches for his head, but white Vision flinches.
"May I?" he asks. White Vision stares at him for a moment before leaning forward. Vision presses his finger against the blue spot on the white Vision's forehead, triggering countless memories. His eyes turn darker and Vision studies him, tilting his head to the side. White Vision copies his actions.
"I am Vision," he suddenly declares before flying away.
"Wow, that was easier than I thought it'd be," Tony remarks before he and Vision head outside. As soon as they're outside, the twins call out to them.
"Dad! Tony!"
"Hi! Hi!" Tommy says as he and Billy rush to them.
"Boys, boys, boys, boys!" Vision calls, opening his arms for them.
"You guys okay?" Tony asks as they hug him next.
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Agatha watches Vision, Tony, and Monica with the twins from afar. Wanda and I take this opportunity to sneak up behind her. We appear on either side of her and Wanda wiggles her fingers, making Agatha's eyes glow red as she's sucked into an illusion. We enter the illusion, which is of her tied at the stake with crippled corpses around her. "No... no," she gasps and begins to breathe more heavily.
"You see, the difference between you and us... is that you did this on purpose," I voice as we step in front of her. The corpses begin to stir and get up, freaking out Agatha.
"No! No, no, no! No, no! Oh, please. I beg you! I beg you! No! No, no!" she pleads. Wanda and I just observe curiously. This is creepy but kind of satisfying to see her like this. The corpses gradually rise up. "No! No! No!" she whimpers. She unexpectedly stops whining and smirks at us.
All the corpses turn to us and start eerily chanting. "Wanda. Y/n. Wanda. Wanda Maximoff. Y/n Sinclair..." I look at them frightened as they point at us.
"You are witches... witches..." they all continuously whisper.
"You," a deep voice sounds from behind us, making us gasp and whirl around in shock. A white-haired corpse points at Wanda and says, "are the Scarlet Witch." She points at me next and adds, "you are the Amethyst Witch." I gulp as we slowly back up. This dead bitch is making me nervous.
"So it is written. So it is written. So it is written," all the corpses repeat.
"Told you so," Agatha claims with a smug grin.
"Harbingers of Chaos," the white-haired corpse announces as she and the rest of the dead witches corner us. They suddenly gang up on us, grabbing us.
"So it is foretold. So it is written. So it is foretold," they chant as they force us onto the platform. We struggle against them but they are surprisingly strong for a bunch of dead old ladies. They continue to chant as they press our backs against the post and force our arms around it, restraining our wrists with blue magic.
"You can't win, y/n and Wanda. Power isn't your problem, it's knowledge," Agatha voices. Red light begins to form on Wanda's forehead as lavender light forms on mine, causing the witches to gasp. A crown shape forms and my eyes dart everywhere anxiously. "Give me your power and I will correct the flaws in your original spell. And you and your family, and the people of Westview can all live together in peace. And no one will ever have to feel this pain again. Not even you two."
We stare at her intensely as the witches keep chanting, "so it is written. So it is foretold." Yeah, this is bullshit. Wanda and I suddenly yell out as we release an explosion of energy, tossing the corpses back. Agatha just gives us an expectant look. Wanda glances at me and I nod, so we charge at Agatha and she tackles her. The illusion is broken and we're in Westview again. Wanda knocks Agatha off the roof and we fall toward the ground but quickly recover and fly higher into the sky after her.
"Take it!" Wanda shouts. We shoot a blast of power at Agatha together and she grunts as she absorbs it.
"We don't want it!" I join in before blasting her again. Tony and Vision fly toward us so I shoot lavender magic at them, creating a forcefield to prevent them from coming any closer.
"Y/n!" Tony sternly calls.
"Y/n! Wanda! What are you doing??" Vision questions.
"Come on, girls!" Agatha shouts. We blast more magic in her direction and miss, hitting the barrier wall behind her instead. "Uhh," Agatha groans when we miss. We keep firing blasts at her, successfully hitting her but also missing and hitting the walls. We fly around her as we continue this routine and Agatha cackles gleefully. After shooting another blast, I study my aging hand. I look at Wanda, noticing her face pruning. Ew, is that how I look? We're going to look like those Salem witches soon.
"Come on, Wanda! Y/n! Escape your fate!"
We fire another blast, Wanda hitting one wall and me hitting another. We keep it up, making sure to hit Agatha every once in a while. "Release your burden!" she yells. Wanda and I let out a scream as we fire a big blast of magic at her, hitting her in the chest. "There's more. I want it all!"
I pant, getting tired because of this. I can feel my skin pruning up. Wanda and I share a look before going crazy, firing blast after blast. We hit the barrier one more time before pummeling Agatha with magical blasts. A gigantic flow of magic emits from us and flows into Agatha, who rapidly and happily consumes it as she cackles. We go limp as the last bit of magic leaves our bodies. Agatha finishes absorbing all of it before speaking to us.
"About our deal... Once cast, a spell can never be changed. This world you made will always be broken. Just. Like... you."
Oh, I knew it was bullshit. Agatha swings her arms back before springing them forward to blast us. However, nothing happens. I remain limp, wanting to see her try again before we burst her bubble. She does attempt it again and gasps as she looks at her hands when nothing happens. Okay, now we can burst her bubble. Wanda and I slowly lift our heads and look at her as our skin goes back to normal. Agatha looks around in shock as the runes we cast on each wall are revealed. Some are red and some are lavender.
"Runes," Agatha notes.
"In a given space, only the witch who cast them can use her magic," Wanda quotes. I wasn't quite sure it would work with both of us, but since the book says we're a crazy powerful witch duo, I assumed the rules would bend for us. Thank goodness it worked or else this would've gone completely different.
"Thanks for the lesson..." I cut in. Agatha looks like she's regretting everything right now. "But I don't need you to tell me who I am." A lavender crown forms on my head.
"And neither do I," Wanda adds as a crown forms on her head as well.
Agatha shakes her head and shudders, afraid all of a sudden. "No. No. No. No!" she whimpers. Me and Wanda reach our arms out, taking back all our magic from her. I'm surrounded by lavender light as I reabsorb all my magic from Agatha's body. She shrieks, "no! No!" She wails as all our magic is drained from her. I can feel myself transforming as I finish absorbing all the magic. Agatha watches our transformed selves with a knowing look.
"Oh, God. You two don't know what you've done."
Wanda flicks her wrist and we float down to the ground. She makes Agatha go down too. She topples onto the ground and we gracefully fly down and land on the ground. Agatha moves her hair from her face and gives us a resentful look. "Good girls," she sarcastically comments. "So what now? You just gonna lock me up somewhere?"
"No. Not 'somewhere," Wanda answers.
"Here," I chime in.
Agatha looks at us puzzled. "Here?"
"Mhm," we both return.
"We'll give you the role you chose. The nosy neighbor," Wanda informs as we approach her.
Agatha shakes her head, obviously not liking the idea. "No. Please..."
"We're sorry," I mockingly say.
"No, you're not. You're cruel," Agatha retorts. I just slightly smirk at her. I walk closer and she immediately begins to babble. "You... you have... You have no idea what you've unleashed. You're gonna need me," she warns, flickering her eyes between us.
"If we do..." I start.
"We know where to find you," Wanda finishes my sentence.
"Wait! Wait, wait, wait," Agatha begs as my hand comes closer to her. I touch her head and she turns back into Agnes. She smiles widely at us and we smile as we look at her.
"Hiya, girls! Say, that's some kind of getup you guys are wearing," she cheerfully speaks as she scans our outfits. "Did I leave the oven on, or is that just you, hot stuff?" she chuckles.
"You live here now. No one will ever bother you," Wanda states.
"Okey dokey, artichokey!"
Wanda and I grin at her. I like Agnes more, she's way nicer. Although she is excessively dorky. "We'll be seeing you, Agnes," I say as we turn around.
"Not if I see you first, hon," Agnes responds, chuckling. Wanda and I giggle as we stride away.
A movie reference randomly pops into my head and I chant, "go twitches, go twitches" while circling my arms around. Wanda gives me a confused and judgmental look. "What? You've never seen Twitches with Tia and Tamera Mowry?" I question.
She just shakes her head, responding, "no."
I sigh at her answer. "Ah, man, and I thought we could call ourselves that. You know, because we're kind of like twin witches... Maybe you're too old to know the movie, Peter showed it to me," I ramble, getting tired of having to explain. Wanda chuckles and shakes her head. Just then, the twins jog over to us.
"Mom!"
"Aunt y/n!"
"Come here," Wanda calls as we bend down and they run into our arms. Tony and Vision approach us and we smile at them.
"So it would appear that our dream home has been reduced to a fixer-upper," Vision mentions. My face drops and neither me nor Wanda respond. "I know you guys will set everything right... just not for us," he adds, looking at me before fully focusing on Wanda.
"No... not for us," Wanda softly speaks. She turns to me and we share a sad smile. I switch my gaze to Tony, who's also smiling sadly at me.
He sighs and voices, "well, it was fun while it lasted."
I lightly giggle, making sure to get a good look at him before the inevitable eventually comes. "Yeah... it was," I softly reply.
"Hmm. It's time," Vision pipes up. "Should we head home?"
"Yeah," Wanda answers while I nod. We're about to start walking until our eyes land on Monica in the background. I give her a small grin and she nods at us. We return the nod before sauntering off. We head in the direction of our house and the sky becomes dark as we walk. Well, only inside the hex, which is slowly diminishing as we move.
The twins walk ahead, Vision and Wanda follow after them, and Tony and I are behind them. As we near the house, Tony and I exchange a glance and smile at each other. He slings his arm around me and kisses the top of my head. Vision and Wanda transform their suits into casual outfits as they step on the porch. I do the same while Tony presses the nanotech-powered thing on his chest, making his suit dematerialize and leaving him in his usual t-shirt and jeans. We enter the house and Tony shuts the door behind him.