Song: Henry Jackman - this is my choice.
Imagine; you get depressed from a mission gone wrong and Wanda notices. She uses her power to find the source.
•••
You weren't supposed to be in that hallway in the first place, you found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Story of your fucking life at this point.
Wanda knew this much. She knew you were at a different place than you were supposed to be. And that's all she could get out of you.
When you returned from that mission, you weren't the same bubbly girl as the one that left with the het a couple days ago. Your smile was gone. To Wanda you looked numb, you would hardly respond to her.
There is one mission she has right now, finding out about what happened to you, and how bad it is. And she has a way to do it that she's sure, you won't like.
•••
'Y/n, you in here?' She asks knocking on your door.
She hears a deep sigh and she knows you're there and want to be alone, but right now her mission is more important.
'We need to talk...' she slowly closed the door behind her, she puts her arms behind her back. Red slowly engulfed her hands.
'Wanda I am tired..' you slowly sit up to look at her.
Wanda's heart breaks, whatever you've seen or heard back there must've been traumatic, you don't seem like you have slept in a while, your face is all pale, your eyes seem even more dull.
'What happened y/n?, on that last mission?...' she asks gently and soft.
'I told you I don't want to talk about it Wanda, don't make me talk about it please...' you whine.
'You leave me no choice y/n...' Wanda starts and your eyes narrow at her as she slowly steps closer.
You slowly stand up from the comfort of your bed and you start walking back when she steps closer.
'Wanda... what are you up to...' it doesn't even come out as a question anymore, it's more of a command.
'I need to know... I want to help...'
'Wanda..'
'But you won't let me...'
'Wanda...' you repeat putting your hands up.
'I don't want to do this, I don't want to hurt you.. but I need to know...' she finally reveals her hands.
'Wanda no... you promised you would never do that to me...' You rush away from her before reaching for a weapon.
'I'm sorry...' she waves her hand and a red streaks flies through the air. You dodge it and it ends up breaking the lamp on your bedside.
'Stop!' You yell at her but she continues to try and hit you so she has access to your mind.
'Stay still!'
The door flies open revealing Steve. He heard the yelling and things breaking all the way in the kitchen, so of course his first instinct was to come check. Wanda heard him and uses this to her advantage once she sees you distracted.
A red streak hits you right in the head, it makes your eyes roll back while your body goes limp.
'Wanda!, what's going on?!, why did you do that?'!' Steve rushes over to your side.
'Steve... we all need to know.. she won't tell us and I don't like this any more than you do but we need to know... she can't live like this...' Wanda explains as she sinks to her knees herself.
She gently lays a the palm of her hand on your forehead. She closes her eyes and concentrated on her movements in your head. Any wrong move can put you in a very nasty place.
Steve watches Wanda dig around your mind. Both faces scrunch you every now and again. Something bad happened to you. Something horrible.
''I know you can hear me y/n... I know you're curious...' a very creepy voice comes through the speakers.
'Who are you and what do you want from me?' You demand as you look around.
'I don't want anything from you my dear, I just want you to know the truth... about who you are and what happened to your family...'
'Like hell you want that... it's a trap...'
'Watch the screen Fraulein... you will soon see what happened...'
You can't help but turn your head to the small screen next to you, a surveillance tape is playing. It has the date in the bottom corner. It's the same date your family got killed.
'Doesn't look so special, you have seen this tape over and over again during your training, but you've never heard the audio that comes with it...'
'Y/n?' Your mother asks as the figure walks into the holding cell. 'Thank god they didn't hurt you!' She wants to hug the figure but it steps back and aims a gun at her.
'Do you recognise the figure?'
'No...' you lie.
'Y/n what are you doing?!, don't you remember us?' Your father asks. 'Daddy I'm scared!' Your little brother yells out as he clutched to his side.
'No...this is fake!, I didn't do it...'
'You did.. you just don't remember...' the creepy voice echoes through your mind as you hear the gun go off several times before the bodies of your family drop.
You clasp a hand over your mouth when the figure slowly turns to the camera. Long hair, a muzzle, the same clothes. 'No...' you breathe once she pulls off the muzzle.
It's you. You killed your own family while thinking it was hydra all this time.
Tears roll down your cheeks as you try to stay on your feet. You can hear the team calling you back. The team.
You can never look them in the eye again, you are supposed to be so innocent and full of life not a bloody killer.
•••
'Y/n... sweetheart...' Wanda gently shakes you and you bolt up with a gasp.
Your chest heaves as your eyes scan around the room before landing on Wanda sitting on the bed.
'How are you feeling?'
'Oh cut the crap Wanda-'
'I needed to know y/n.. you weren't the same.. I want my friend back... do you have any idea how frustrating it is to see your friend but not really?, I'm sorry and I understand if you hate me from now on... but I had to do it...'
'You saw?' You carefully ask and she nods while taking your hand in hers.
'Y/n... I'm so sorry they did that to you...'
'I'm a monster... I killed them.. I didn't even know I killed them... it's all my fault.. everyone will hate me... I'll get kicked off and send away-'
'No you won't... y/n we all have our own skeletons in the closet... I'm here to help you.. if you want to forget I'll make you forget... if you want to talk to someone I'm here but please don't shut me out..you're the only person I trust..'
Your tears blur your vision before Wanda wraps her arms around you. She gently shushes you as she rocks you side to side.
'We will get trough this... better together remember?, you always say it to me...'
'Damn me and my wisdom...' you mutter and Wanda can't help but chuckle a little bit.
'Not a soul will think less of you... else they will get a firm beating from me...okay?'
'Okay...' you lay your head on her shoulder. 'Okay...'