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𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 multiverse made her head spin as Stephen still clung onto her hand, the fact of leaving Wanda like that made her angry, she no longer wanted to be close to Stephen but had to be so she wouldn't lose him.

Many of the different universes astonished Andrea, there was one made out of bees, water, blocks, paint, stark technology. When she saw the Stark logo, her heart tore up slightly by thinking of the man who used to be a father figure to her when her own dad had passed away. The distorted yells of the three soon came to a grunt when they landed on they're backs, Andrea hitting hers against a concrete wall.

"You okay?" Strange panted while asking Chavez, then turned to look at the other girl, a sorry look going her way. Andrea ignored him before brushing the dust off her clothes and standing up, offering Chavez a hand to get up as well.

"You guys saved me." America stated.

Andrea scoffed, "Kid, as long as Wanda is breathing, you most definitely haven't been saved."

Stephen shot her a glare, "Ignore her, she's just annoyed with me."

The woman folded her arms before turning to look at her surroundings, it was New York City covered in beautiful flowers and vines, trees were at its fullest and the sky wasn't dull. She leaned over the edge of the roof, the streets were filled with what looked like tiny humans from the roof and cars that would stop and go when told.

"This universe doesn't seem that bad." Andrea shrugged.

"Don't get your hopes up." Strange said.

"Surprise you didn't puke." Chavez joked.

"It's not our first weird trip, kid. So this is New York in the Multi-." Before Strange could finish he hunched over a wide pipe and began throwing up.

"Yep, there it is." She awkwardly said then turned to Andrea waiting for her to puke also.

"I don't get sick"

Ever since Andrea discovered these abilities, she had never aged, she never had the flu, she had never been sick. She watched her whole family die of illnesses while she could do nothing but watch. The only person who got her through it all was Tony Stark and of course, Wanda.

Strange's cape had a gaping hole through it with black smoke smudged around, it still worked somehow but wasn't much powerful. Luckily, Stephen had Andrea with him if a threat appeared.

"So, how do we get back home? This new universe doesn't suit me." Andrea said.

"You gotta open a portal and get us back there right now." Strange commanded to the kid.

"I don't know how." America replied.

"You just did it." Andrea and Strange spoke at the same time.

"Not on purpose!"

"Wong is back there alone with Wanda and we're the only hope he has." Strange's voice grew impatient and annoyed while he answered back to Chavez.

"God, can you stop making Wanda sound like a monster for one minute Stephen!" Andrea's rhetorical question beckoned as a shout. Andrea had this rush of anger flow through her body, too much that her fingers began twitching blue.

"I knew I shouldn't have involved you with all of this." Dr Strange muttered as his eyes lingered to the blue hues that sparked between her fingers.

"Then why did you?" Andrea folded her arms, curios to what the answer was going to be.

Stephen thought for a moment, mouth opening to speak before shutting it. A soft sigh was her only response.

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They walked for what seemed like ages but really was ten minutes. Stephen and America walked in front while Andrea followed behind until the two stopped, causing Andrea to do the same. 'Memory lane. Replay your significant memories now at a discount price. We remember so you don't forget.' a robotic voice called out. The three looked up from the pad Strange stepped on and saw the spitting memory of Stephen and his beloved Christine dining together.

Soon enough, it was over. Andrea noticed the ball of water spill out of Stephen's eye. She rested her hand on his arm which made him look at her. Her face expression silently asked if he was okay and he nodded. Andrea and Strange began walking again until the same robotic voice was heard, Chavez was watching her memory now: a memory of her and her two mothers and how in seconds she used her powers for the first time.

After seeing Strange's and America's memory, Andrea decided not to put herself through that and walk besides the platform. Walking a few more steps, a man suddenly budged into her shoulder, making Andrea stumble back.

"Hey, watch it-" She began yelling but another voice cut her off.

"Andrea...."

The familiar sound of the voice made Andrea freeze, her breathing hitched as her heart stopped for numerous seconds. Slowly turning to the memory, it showed that everything was destroyed. Thor was being trapped by large slabs of metal while aliens surrounded Thanos. Andrea's past self was crouching behind some stones with Loki, blue hues circling around her fists. "Andrea...stand down, I have a plan." When she was about to say something, the God had already revealed himself and began speaking to Thanos.

Water had formed a wall in Andrea's eyes as she watched the memory, she wanted to walk away but had the sudden need to finish watching it, just to see her best friend once more.

All of a sudden, Thanos had his bare hands around Loki's neck and tightened his grip. The struggling God kicked his legs in the air but it didn't do anything. Andrea came out of hiding and blasted her power at Thanos but one of his children had seen and took the hit for him, soon another alien bashed the side of her head. It didn't knock her out but it was a hard enough hit to make her fall to the ground with a groan. Looking up, Loki managed to turn his face to his closest friend, a small smile spread on his face and a small nod went her way, tears had flooded down Andrea's face. He turned his full attention back to Thanos, "You...will never be...a God." Was his last words before Thanos snapped his neck.

The memory washed away, leaving Andrea stood there in shock, a hand flew up to her mouth as a single tear fell down her cheek. A hand was placed on Andrea's back by Stephen but was soon brushed off as she led herself off the memory pad and began walking. He knew Andrea didn't want to speak about it so he began speaking to America about her memory.

Catching up to her, America was now walking by the side of Andrea. "Who was he?"

Andrea turned to look at the teenager, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

"The guy who's neck got snapped, who is he?"

Andrea's eyes lowered to the floor, a sad feeling entering her chest. She barley spoke about what happened, but soon enough she knew she had to. Why not tell it to a teenage who's trying to be captured by her lover.

"He was my best friend. His name was Loki." She began speaking, the sorrow in her voice was very noticeable which made America think that she probably shouldn't have questioned about him to her. "Loki was like a brother to me, even if he did try to rule over Earth." Both girls chuckled slightly. A soft smile appeared on Andrea's lips, "In the end, he gave his life to save everyone."

"Don't mean to interrupt but, we're here." Strange spoke.

"Don't worry you weren't, I had finished." Andrea smiled, Stephen soon returning it.

In front of them was a tall grey statue that was covering the entrance of the Sanctum. Under the statue held writing: 'Dr. Stephen Strange, gave his life defeating Thanos. We express eternal gratitude to earths mightiest hero.' The statue was of a dead Stephen Strange, a Stephen Strange we were looking for to help us get out of here.

"Gave his life defeating Thanos?" America questioned.

"Yeah, see, we're not all bad." Strange stated.

"I mean at least you got credited." Andrea shrugged, "My only question is, who's the master of the Sanctum then?"

Quickly, the double doors opened which made the three shuffle over to see who walked out. Andrea's mouth gaped open and scoffed out of surprise and from the reaction Strange showed. Shit was his reaction.

Mordo walked forward, his eyes going back and fourth to Stephen then Andrea, recognising the two.

"I always suspected this day would come." He said.

"You did?" Stephen asked.

"Because you always suspected this day would come." Mordo stood facing Dr Strange, his face showing no expression until he cracked a smile, "My brother."

Before Andrea could blink, they were both hugging. Covering her mouth so she couldn't laugh, Stephen noticed and gave her a glare which made her chuckle slightly, Mordo's attention now on her, "Andrea, lovely to see you again." then he pulled her in for a hug. Stephen returning the same smug look Andrea had a few seconds ago.

Andrea doesn't remember meeting Mordo in her universe but maybe in this universe they had already met and maybe they were even friends.

"We go on red." Stephen said before walking inside.

"And he is definitely a red flag." Andrea mumbled as she followed Strange with America behind her.

Andrea and Stephen sat on a sofa as Mordo and America sat in armchairs. Tea was being poured for the three out of four of them, Andrea found it strange that the ruler of this place wasn't having any but she just thought that he wasn't thirsty or must've had some earlier.

"Our Wanda has the ability to conjure demons and monsters to attack America in other universes." Strange explained.

Mordo's eyes flickered to Andrea at the mention of The Witch before speaking, "So she has the DarkHold?"

"You know about the DarkHold?" Andrea asked, taking a sip of her drink before placing it on the table.

"Oh, yes. We have a DarkHold in this universe too. I guard it here in this Sanctum. We would never risk a weapon that dangerous falling into the wrong hands." Mordo spoke, "You know Andrea, you and Wanda are quite the item in this universe." Andrea smiled slightly. "But if your DarkHold is anything like ours I'm afraid she can do far worse that just summon monster to come after you here."

"What do you mean?" America asked for the three.

"There is a spell contained within those pages...corrosive to the soul, a desecration of reality itself." The candles blew out as Mordo talked, the slightest conversation about that spell gave Andrea chills. "Dreamwalking. A Dreamwalking sorcerer projects their own consciousness from their universe into another, possessing the body of an alternate self. They may puppeteer thus unholy doppelganger and pursue their enemies from afar. The possession is not a permanent link between realities, but in the fleeting time they DreamWalk, they can do irreparable damage to the universe they invade. So it may not be a demon that you face. It may be The Scarlet Witch."

"Why didn't she do that to begin with?" Chavez asked.

Andrea thought exactly what Stephen said: "Because that was her being reasonable."

"What do you know of The Book of Vishanti?" Strange questioned.

"The DarkHold's antithesis? It can give a sorcerer whatever power they need to vanquish their enemy." Mordo answered.

With a nod, Strange stood up, Andrea doing the same. Suddenly, everything went dizzy, a nauseous feeling had entered Andrea's stomach. The voices became distorted as her head rang but she was still able to make them out. Mordo said "I'm sorry Stephen and Andrea. But I hope you, of all people, understand that it is not Wanda Maximoff who threatens our reality. It's the three of you."

"He drugged the tea." Andrea coughed, "Motherfucker." before loosing her balance. She watched as America passed out first then saw Stephen drop his cup and slip onto the floor. Her eyes closed soon enough as everything became black.

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WITH WANDA

WANDA had possessed her other universes self as her actual self was controlling this DreamWalk. She stood there in the kitchen before heading to the door but a familiar voice made her stop.

"Mom?" Billy called out from the living room.

"Yes, sweetheart?" Wanda called back, her accent cracking slightly.

"Where are you going?"

"Just to take out the trash."

"Wanda honey, the boys have something to show you." Andrea laughed as she spoke.

Wanda turned slightly, her heart thumping quickly as she heard the voices of one of her sons and her wife. She walked slowly to where they were, all three was sitting on the couch. Billy and Tommy were on one side of the sofa, excited to show Wanda something and Andrea had a huge smile on her face as she sat on the other side.

"Okay, so, listen to this. Mom likes it and she agrees." Tommy spoke, nodding his head over to Andrea when he said 'mom'.

Wanda looked over at Andrea and saw that she was already looking at her, "Your gonna love it." Andrea joked.

Wanda smiled warmly before noticing that the boys were arguing over who was gonna start it, "Why don't you both start it, whatever it is, together?" She asked.

Both boys nodded before they started singing about how they like ice cream and how they should get more. As they sung, Wanda's barrier of tears broke and one managed to fall down her face by the sight of the three people she loves with her whole heart. A genuine smile was plastered on her face.

Before she could do anything else, her head began feeling like a migraine before all she could see was red floating around in her head. She scrunched her eyes then opened them, her knees giving out.

"Wanda!" Andrea called out in worry before rushing to her side. Wanda collapsed into her arms.

Kneeling up quickly, Wanda realised she was back to her true self. Frustration, sadness and anger overcame her as she furiously threw the destroyed DarkHold Book onto the stone ground and walked to where she held Wong captive.

Chucking him in the air and throwing him on the floor, Wanda demanded, "I need the DarkHold's spells, you are the Sorcerer Supreme. Tell me what you know."

Wong spat out blood before saying, "You're gonna have to kill me, witch."

Wanda shook her head, "Not you. Them." She flicked her fingers and held up four remaining sorcery's and began torturing the life out of them with her magic. Screams of pain echoed into his ears as Wong begged for her to stop but she wouldn't.

"The DarkHold was a copy!" Wong yelled, The Scarlet Witch's attention turned to The Sorcerer Supreme and let the others go.

"A copy?"

"Legend speaks of a mountain with the wretched spells you seek carved into its walls. It's there the DarkHold was transcribed. Mount-Wundagore." Wong explained, "No one has survived the journey."

Wanda flicked her finger and brought one of the sorcerer's rings that creates portals to different places and put it on Wong's. "Perhaps we will be the exception."

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