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It was just an ordinary Friday night. No, not really. The full moon was out again, which meant Billy and Tommy are going to be MIA for three days again.
It wasn't like the boys never informed them first.
"Our family just has this tradition were we meet up on a night of the full moon and bond. We just tend to need more time to catch-up with each other."
No one really questioned this. What the twins do on their free time were none of America's business and is even more so not the Avengers'.
No one had any problems except Strange and the Scarlet Witch.
While Strange only found it, well, strange that two of the newly established Young Avengers will be out of commission for three days, Wanda never liked the fact her children had other people to call family. It didn't help that the boys never called her 'mother'.
"For the last time Maximoff, we need to go," Tommy brushed off the hand on his shoulder. The Scarlet Witch was shocked at the speedster's dismissal. She attempted to continue the conversation again, but Tommy already stepped through the portal.
Everyone turned to Billy who sighed.
"I'm sorry Wanda, but my brother is right," he addressed. "As a colleague, w here we go is none of your business." He turned to look at his watch only to sigh once more.
"And he's double right, we need to go. It's almost time."
"Almost time for what?"
He ignored her as he checked his bag. Satisfied, with its contents, he turned to Kate.
"We'll be back by Monday."
Kate nodded. "If the two of you are needed-
The portal shimmered with bluish green magic as Tommy's head poked through.
"Yeah yeah, you can contact us and if we don't respond or in emergencies, visit us at Westview," he deadpanned. Turning his head, he quirked an eyebrow, "You coming or not, bro? Mami is about to start."
Wanda flinched. Billy's eyes widened.
"Hey! She promised not to."
"Well get your ass in here. I'm not waiting."
"Fine, fine," Billy turned to address the room.
For a moment, he just stared at them.
"Bye." Drama queen.
And with that, he stepped through the portal which closed as soon as he left.
Yes, the Scarlet Witch, the harbinger of the apocalypse, and the destroyer of the Darkhold is rejected by her children.
Funnily enough, when you kill hundreds and try to kill your son's, at the time, future best friend, he and his brother tend to not like you.
America was weirdly happy that they weren't okay with it. Sure she feels bad for the Scarlet Witch, I mean who wouldn't, but she was one of the people she tried to kill so not a whole lot of pity.
However, for their current situation, she may be open to reconsidering that. Just a smidge though.
Standing in the suburban neighborhood of Westview, she couldn't help but wonder what the redhead was feeling.
Did she feel guilty? Pain? Anguish? She did control these people.
But that was done out of grief, right? America knew what it was like to lose one's family and the guilt it brings. She may not like the Scarlet Witch, but no one deserves to lose their loved ones.
But all these innocent townspeople didn't deserve to bear the brunt of her grief.
Shaking her head, America decided to cut her reflection short. They had a mission to complete. Well, a more personal one at that.
"Are we sure we're at the right place?" Kamala asked.
"Yep," Eddie confirmed. "The two-story white house with a triangle and a greenhouse."
"You sure?"
"I've literally been here," he deadpanned. "Are you guys sure about this? I mean, this isn't an emergency."
"We need to know why they have to leave during the full moon," Strange answered. "What if we need them for a mission?"
"They told you that they can be called to action."
"There is no need for that if they just don't leave."
"They're with their family. Isn't that one of our rights? To have a work and home balance?"
The two continued to argue. America looked towards the house. It looked nice, freshly-painted with no sign of wear. The yard was trimmed, sprinklers going off to water the grass. Flowers of all kinds were in full bloom.
The house looked perfect. Too perfect.
America knew Billy and Tommy's parents know about their past. I mean how does one explain how their children could have powers similar to the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver. But something tells America that whoever these parents are, they may be more magical than they were lead to believe. Turning to the Kamala, they made eye contact. Both of them can feel it. As a magik user herself and as Kamala is Ms. Marvel, she could feel power radiating from the house. Multiple sources if she is correct.
Wanting confirmation, she turned to the red witch who was suspiciously quiet.
"Um, Wanda? Can you-"
She began only to stop once she realized the look on the Scarlet Witch's face. There was shock and confusion which turned into anger.
"What is she doing to them?"
This caught everyone's attention. Strange asked, "What is who doing?"
"The witch that tried to steal my magik. She must have broken through my spell and regained her magik when I was critically injured," Wanda began. Flicking her wrists, she summoned her power.
"She must have my boys hostage."
Everyone's eyes widened. The boys are what now? Surely Wiccan and Speed wouldn't have been bested by a singular witch.
Only, Kamala and America made eye contact again.
Multiple sources if she was correct.
A coven.
Have they been in danger this whole time? They wouldn't have returned if they were. Unless, maybe they were given incentive to do so. Ugh! Maybe she should have asked more about these nights then.
Strange narrowed his eyes. "Then we better hurry and save them."
"Woah! Wait a minute, they're not in danger at all," Eddie began. "Agatha is-
"How do you know her name?"
"I've literally told you guys I've been here. I can say for certain that she's not endangering them."
Everyone turned to look at him. For a moment, there was silence until...
"She manipulated you too," Wanda confirmed. "Her magik surrounds you."
Eddie was confused. "What? No, this is not-"
Before he could explain any further, Kate incapacitated him with one of her shock arrows then Strange bound him.
With Hulkling unconscious, everyone readied to storm the place.
'Billy, Tommy,' America thought. 'We're coming for you.'
They almost reached the door until the earth erupted and vines emerged, wrapping them all. None of them, not even Strange or Wanda, could escape.
No, we can't give up now.
Struggling, she tried to teleport out of the vines only for a force to stop her. She can feel her magik try to respond but the more it did, the more it became unstable. She felt her soul become uneasy as her magik continue to flare out of control. Based from the blue, scarlet, and orange hues, she wasn't the only one. But even with the magik of the Sorcerer Supreme, the Scarlet Witch, and Ms. Marvel, the vines didn't break.
"How adorable."
Turning to the voice, she saw a woman standing in the doorway. She wore a white button-up and purple pants. Her brown hair was flowing wildly as violet pulsed from her fingers, which is the same violet glow from her eyes. A circlet of violet with a crescent moon in the middle adorned her head.
"You lot thought you can storm into my yard and try to disturb my night?"
"Agatha," Wanda growled.
"Wanda," Agatha smirked. "Isn't this a lovely reunion."