Your age: 5, 10, then 16.
Summary: After watching your mom's movie 'The Prestige', you decide to take up magic.
TW: Mentions of straighjackets. I thought it was valid as a tw, idk why i just did--
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It was a normal day in 2006, a few weeks after Scarlett's movie 'The Prestige' came into theaters for the first time. She decided she'd let you watch it at home, and the results after you watching it was astounding.
"Mama, I want to show you magic." You said, grinning. She turned in her chair and looked at you. "Okay, baby. Show me your magic."
You reached into your pocket and began pulling out handkerchiefs, fake-gasping as you did. "Oopsie, I think I just needed one!" You giggled. Scarlett couldn't help but laugh as you finished pulling out the last of the handkerchiefs from your pocket. "One last trick." You said. You grabbed your stuffed toy version of Thumper from Bambi and said, "I'm gonna make Thumper vanish!" Intrigued, Scarlett watched as you took a crudely made double-compartment box, and placed Thumper in the hidden compartment. You tapped on it and opened the box to show that it had vanished. Sort of. She could still see the toy behind the compartment, but she of course didn't tell your innocent 5-year-old self that.
"Ta-da!" You smiled as she clapped for you.
--Time Skip--
At ten years old you had started doing card tricks. Close-up magic was indeed your forte, compared to large-scale tricks. One day, you walked up to your mother, who was frowning over something you didn't quite know. You opened up a card fan and said, "Mom, pick a card."
"Y/n I can't do this right now I--" She began, but you stopped her, "Mom, just pick a card."
She sighed and picked a card. "You've memorised it?" You asked as you took it back. She nodded. You took out a card and said, "Is this your card?" She shook her head. "Are you sure? Maybe you'll want to check your left back pocket."
She checked to find a card, the seven of hearts to be exact, which was her card. You earned a gasp of amazement from her, making you smile.
--Time Skip--
As the years went on, you became a professional magician, known for your card tricks, coin tricks, and large-scale illusions. Everyone thought you'd be an actress, like your mother, but they were proven wrong when you appeared on a Las Vegas stage.
"I'm so nervous." You admitted, as you peeked from backstage to see the packed auditorium. Scarlett smiled, "Don't be nervous, baby. You're gonna kill it."
"Goddamn, now I'm getting 'Now You See Me' flashbacks. Only I'm not gonna rob a bank, and Uncle Mark isn't set to put me in jail or something." You laughed, rubbing your palms together, which were calloused from years of practicing card tricks and almost burning the skin off in particularly dangerous tricks.
Scarlett was about to give you a whole pep talk, but the announcer began to give you your cue. "You guys are fans of Marvel's Black Widow, aren't you? Well, here we have someone we never thought would be a magician! Please welcome to the stage, Lady Copperfield! Or as you might know her otherwise, Y/n Johansson!"
"Good luck!" Scarlett grinned. "Thanks, Mom." You smiled and went on stage, fixing your tuxedo slightly as you did.
"Hello, Las Vegas!" You called out, earning a roar of greeting from the audience. "I'm Lady Copperfield, or like the anchor otherwise called me, Y/n." You looked around, "So, who here wants to see some magic?" Another roar of approval sounded, making you laugh and coax them into silence, "Okay, okay. I'm gonna show you some magic."
"For my first trick, I'm going to make my very lovely assistant, Elizabeth, vanish. Classic stuff, yes, yes." You nodded, earning a small ripple of laughter. "Miss Elizabeth, if you could just stand here, please." Your assistant/girlfriend smiled and stood where you asked her to, and you pointed at a random person in the audience. "You sir, eighth row, fourth seat from the right." You pointed at him and said, "Check your pockets, you seem to have stolen a very important item from me." The man, who looked around in his early forties stood up as the spotlight shined on him, and turned out his pockets for a very large, Elizabeth-sized velvet fabric to fall out from them.
"What's your name, good sir?" You asked.
"Allan Welsh." He replied.
"Well, Mr. Allan Welsh, if I find another one of my magic items in your pocket, I'll have to vanish you as well. Permanently, that too." You smirked, making the audience laugh yet again.
"Now that Mr. Welsh has graciously returned my curtain, I will make Elizabeth disappear. For real, this time." You said, holding up the curtain in front of Elizabeth. You shook it a few times and then whipped it away, to show that she had disappeared. "Now I'll have to bring her back." You sighed, "Because I obviously cannot do this show without her." You pointed at another person in the audience. "You there, sixth row, third seat from the right. Stand up, please."
The person was a woman, on whom the spotlight showed yet again. "I believe you have a paper in your left back pocket?" You asked. The woman found a paper, earning several gasps from everyone.
"So now, if you would read out what is written on it, I will be able to bring my assistant back." You said. The woman read out, "Row three, seventh seat from the right."
"Row three, seventh seat from the right, would you please stand up?" You asked with a grin. The person stood up. "Lo and behold! It just so happens to be Elizabeth!" You gasped, "Beth, dear, please come back to the stage, now's not the time to spectate!"
As the show went on, you amazed the crowd with your illusions and disappearing acts as well. What gave Scarlett a heart attack was when you allowed yourself to be closed in a tank of filling water in a straightjacket.
The timer in Elizabeth's hand chimed, and the tank, which had been covered, revealed it to be completely empty, with you nowhere to be seen. The audience began to buzz with apprehension, looking around to find you.
"Jesus Christ, I'm not ready to die at eighteen, good god, stop thinking the worst, everyone!" You laughed, the spotlight shining on where you were standing, which was on the last seat of the last row, basically where no one was sitting. The audience burst into a round of applause as you made your way down to the stage, where you took your assistant's hand and the two of you bowed.
"Thank you and good night, Las Vegas!" You grinned, before throwing down a smoke bomb which allowed both you and Beth to disappear offstage.
You ran to your mother, who engulfed your dripping body in a hug, laughing, "You idiotic magic child of mine. That last trick gave me a heart attack!"
"I know, Mom. That's why I hid it from you." You giggled.
"Ellie, as her assistant, how could you let her go through with that?" Scarlett turned to your assistant, who simply kissed your cheek and laughed, "Like you said, I'm just the assistant, Miss Johansson. I can't tell her which tricks to do and which ones not to."
"Well, the assistant kind of is the second, unknown magician to the act." You admitted, drying your h/c hair with a towel. "And offstage she's very much my girlfriend."
"I know, I know." Scar laughed, "Come on, how about pizza and movies, hm? To celebrate your first ever Las Vegas show."
"Sure, Mom." You grinned, allowing yourself to be led to the car, with your girlfriend.
--Time Skip--
"Mom?" You asked softly as the movie in front of you all played. Elizabeth was asleep with her head on your lap, and you were leaning against Scar.
"Yeah?" She replied.
"Thanks for believing in me." You said. "And for showing me 'The Prestige', of course."
"Anytime, baby girl." She smiled, kissing your head. "Anytime."
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