Only 3 weeks and 1 day. Or to get technical 22 days, 3 hours and 19 mins. I'm hyped for Endgame! I'm sure you guys are too! So to keep the excitement going, I'm going to aim for making five chapters of this book before the premiere. What a challenge, but a fun one too.
"You guys lost a twenty two year old woman, dressed in scarlet, and now you can't find the groceries?!" Quilled shouted. Drax looked at them with confusion.
"Did she master the art of being invisible," Drax asked. Quill gave him an annoyed look.
"I mean," Drax corrected. "How could you lose her? You'd have to be a dumb human to have done that." Peter gave Drax a concerned look.
"I'm human, he's human, the only thing's not human are you and Mantis," Peter said quietly.
"Don't go blaming us for this." Quill agreed.
"How will we explain this to Gamora?" Asked Mantis. Her eyes were full of concern.
"Very carefully." Quill answered.
"Blame Quill." Drax stated.
"Is that a good idea?" Mantis asked. Quill was shaking his head vigorously.
"No, no, no," Quill shouted, "We are all responsible for losing a friend." Mantis nodded in agreement and Drax shrugged his shoulders.
"I agree, but just in case." Peter stated, "We should give her a punching bag. I don't want to be on the receiving end."
"I like this kid." Drax laughed, "We'll give her Quill as a punching dummy."
"What no!!" Quill roared, "I did not agree to anything!"
"I mean, doesn't she already hit him already." Mantis asked innocently. Peter and Drax giggled quietly in the background as Quill was turning red with rage.
"Enough joking around," Quill ordered, "Our friend is running around the soul stone doing hell knows what, and we are laughing our asses here."
Mantis grabbed the remaining groceries from Drax who was eating them right now. Quill gave Drax a despised look and grabbed the remaining bag from him.
"We're moving out." Quill announced. "We are just going to tell, Gamora that Wanda had a mental breakdown but we will find her."

The house that they stayed at had grown eerily quiet. Gamora paced back and forth furiously as Strange leaned against the wall with an annoying look. Bucky and Falcon had paused cleaning up the house to listen in. The floor boards were creaking loudly from all of the pacing Gamora was doing. Strange seemed just as anger as Gamora but he was good at not showing it.
"So, let me get this straight..." growled Gamora. "You lost a girl dressed in scarlet with ginger locks, holding the other half of our groceries, and she just vanishes into thin air!?"
"Well, my predictions are that she can warp reality-"
"Not now, Strange," Gamora barked. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
"Parker and Mantis were with her!" Accused Quill as he pointed fingers at them.
Drax boomed, "I blame Quill."
"He had us split up." Chimed Mantis.
"That's like the last thing you do." Peter agreed, "Haven't any of you watched Scooby-Doo?"
"Yeah, where the gang splits up even though it's a bad idea," Dr. Strange answered. "It's a classic."
"What's Scooby-Doo?" Whispered Bucky in the corner.
Falcon rasped, "90s kids cartoon, just roll with it."
"I really need to catch up on my pop culture." Quill muttered.
"Peter!!" Screeched Gamora, "We need to talk and by the time I'm done, you'll have trouble breathing." Peter flinched and started to shiver.
"Wah, I'M SORRY!" Peter pleaded. He had gotten onto his knees. Gamora gave him a surprised look.
"No, not you," Gamora said, "You're fine." Gamora gave a deadly stare at Quill. He ran out screaming like a little kid with Gamora tailing him close behind.
"If that ain't a married couple I don't know what is." Bucky chuckled. Falcon gave him a high five and they went back to cleaning the house. Mantis looked relieved and Peter and Drax were laughing hysterically.
"Did you see that?" Cackled Peter.
"Quill screamed like a little girl." Snickered Drax. Mantis started to laugh with them. Strange sighed and went further into the house. He knew that Wanda had reality altering, no game changing, no she had powers that he never saw before.
"With that much power," muttered Strange, "You could even class her as a god."
"I am Groot?" Groot interrupted Strange's muttering.
"It's not out of the realm of possibility." He stated. Hanging with the tree long enough, you begin to start to understand him.
"I am Groot."
"Yes, she might be able to free us from the soul stone."
"I am Groot?"
"I'll have to find her mentally, it'll be easy to find someone who is grief stricken."
"I am Groot. I am Groot. I am Groot?"
"Rocket? Who's Rocket?"
"I am Groot."
"Your Dad?"
"I am Groot."
"I see."
"I am Groot."
"You really think so?"
"I am Groot. I am Groot."
"You think we need to motivate Wanda?"
"I am Groot."
"Vision? No idea what that is."
"I am Groot."
"Her lover...I see."
"I am Groot."
"Look, this is good idea and everything but we have no idea how to track her."
"I am Groot."
"Patience pays off in the long run."
Groot walked away sadly. Strange decided to go to his room for meditation. It was the rusty door all the way on the end on the first floor. He was about to open the door when Falcon appeared in front of him.
"Curious if you found away to track her."
"No, but we need to find her fast, or who knows what she'll do." Falcon sighed and placed his hand on his forehead.
"Everything would be a lot easier if Vision were here."
"Her lover, right? Well, I'm not so sure how dwelling on this guy is healthy for her." Falcon didn't say anymore and walked away silently. Strange entered his room. It wasn't anything fancy but it livable.
He began to float in the air. He closed his eyes. Concentrate.

"Wanda Maximoff and Pietro Maximoff." "He's fast and she's weird." Maria Hill had said this to Captain America. Another flash of darkness appeared. A kitchen appeared. It had a red colored guy trying to cook something. Wanda took over cooking.
"Wanda, no one dislikes you Wanda." Came the android's voice.
"Thank you." Wanda said. The conversation seemed to cut off randomly.

"After this." Wanda showed Vision the red wisps she conjured.
"I am something else. I'm still me, I think." Another shroud of darkness appeared.
It returned back to the kitchen but this time it was dark outside. Wanda, Vision, and Clint were in the kitchen, but this wasn't a calm conversation like the last one.
"Vision, I'm leaving." Wanda announced.
"If you do this. Then they will never stop being afraid of you." Vision pleaded.
"I can't control their fear, only my own." Wanda said. She plunged Vision into the ground with all her force. Another shroud of darkness appeared. This time the image was in a bedroom. Vision had taken on a human look. He held his head after he opened the shades. Wanda immediately was at his side.
"What is it?"
"I don't know. Tell me what you feel."
"I just feel you." The image faded into a a jungle. Thanos was there. Each Avenger that went up to him was bashed out of the way.
"You could never hurt me." Vision said reassuringly. Wanda reluctantly destroyed the stone and in the process held off Thanos. The dreadfulness continued when Vision died for the second time. Wanda laid next to the dead Vision as she bowed her head accepting her fate as she dusted away. A long moment of darkness came, then a shining light.
"I assure you. I'm doing everything I can." Shuri explained. Wanda began to walk away from her.
"If you can't do it, then just say so." Wanda growled. She stomped her way out of the lab.
"Wanda! Don't say that." Widow reassured her. "You have to believe." Another location appeared out of the darkness.
"Hi." Said a unfamiliar voice. "I'm Carol Danvers. I hope we can get along, since we are on the same team and all."
Wanda didn't seem amused but nodded her head at Carol. Wanda was about to walk away.
"Hey, you didn't tell your name." Carol spoke. Wanda turned her head.
"Just call me Maximoff."
"Okay." Said Carol cheerfully.
Fading in blackness once more. They were on the training ground. Captain Marvel was telling them to gear up. There were many flashes of Carol trying to be nice to Wanda but Wanda always walked away.
"Hi, I'm Jean Grey." Said a woman. "And you are?" It was in a grassy field and there were many others. They were all staring at Wanda.
"I'm Wanda Maximoff."
"Nice to meet you Ms. Maximoff." Said Beast. One with a white streak in her hair smiled at her, while a metal man waved at her.
Another faded image came.
"The skrulls are too much trouble." Stated Falcon.
"They aren't the ones to do this." Carol said. "I know them, they would not do this."
"It's these lousy mutants." Shouted Rocket. "I have studies and proof. One of them shape shifts like a skrull."
"That's Mystique," Wanda shouted, "And she has a reason for what she's doing."
"We just met them." Carol told her, "We can't trust them."
"I trust them, isn't that enough?" Sassed Wanda. Carol slammed her fist into the table they stood around.
"No, I'm telling you not to fall for it." Carol barked.
"She's right Wands," Falcon agreed. "We don't know them, we can't trust them."
"We don't know what they are capable of." Valkyrie mentioned.
"You don't know what I'm capable of." Muttered Wanda as she left the discussion.
A red crimson consumed the image and out appeared a wreck battle field. Some Avengers had fallen. Many stayed in the floor; injured. Carol stood up weakly as she stood among the wreckage.
"This is an order from your Captain." Carol rasped. "Stand down, don't make hurt you."
"It's already to late for that." Growled Wanda.
"You can't let your anger get to you." Carol shouted, "Don't let it make you a monster."
Wanda shook her head vigorously. "It's too late for that, the world made me what I am." She raised her hand as red wisps appeared.
"Don't do this!" Shouted Valkyrie stumbling to get up.

Strange gasped. He was trying to track Wanda but what he witnessed. What he saw. He could tell things were starting to add up. Everything was clicking into place. The endgame won't matter if Wanda was allowed to wreck havoc.
"I need to steer her towards a better path." Strange rasped, "Or the world might be in bigger trouble than Thanos."