You need to wake up.

Shado?

Yes. Wake up. It's not your time.

Third Person POV

Kristal is on the ground. Wanda is sobbing. Suddenly, Kristal heaves a breath.

"Hey, s..sis." Kris says.

"How?" Stark exclaims. "You were dead for ten minutes!"

"I don't know... Sis? I'm.. sorry. For trying to.. leave. Did we... win?" Kristal's entire body still hurts.

"yeah... Yeah. We did." Wanda cries even harder, and rushes to hug her sister.

A cocoa skinned male watches from the trees, before a certain blonde haired god approaches.

"You're real."

"Take care of my master for me. I saved her now, but it takes a large amount of energy. Don't let her use her powers for now, or she might burn out. Goodbye, Odinson." With that, the figure vanishes, leaving Thor confused, with more questions than answers.

Avengers Compound

First Person POV

I shudder awake. My body may be physically healed, but every night the torture begins again.

Pietro's body, the void of nothingness.

"Hey, Kris! You going to be in there forever?" Steve's voice shocks me out of my sleepiness.

"I just woke up, cut me some slack." I groan, before getting dressed into my costume.

Once changed, I walk with Steve.

"Interesting wall, right?" Steve laughs a bit, talking to Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow.

She shrugs, and begins walking towards the training room. 

"We got any good ones?" Natasha asks Steve.

"Well, they're not the '27 Yankees." 

I frown, bored of the adult talk, and run to the room. I throw a ball of energy at Wanda, and she smirks.

"It's on."

Hello! Thank you for reading Part 1 of -Demons- , which takes place in Avengers: Age of Ultron. Sorry for the short chapter, I needed to have a bit of a filler.

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