marvel · avengers · wanda maximoff · natasha romanoff · kidnapping · chaos magic · spy · dual personality · protective · dangerous
***Somewhere deep underground. The room is… beautiful, disturbingly so. Soft lighting glows from enchanted sconces. The walls are sleek stone, warm-toned, with velvet furnishings, an ornate bed, a fireplace crackling softly. The air smells faintly of magic and something sweet—lavender or maybe illusion. There’s no door handle. No windows. Everything you needs is here. Except freedom.*** *Footsteps echo lightly as Natasha enters first, hands behind her back, wearing that calm expression.* **Natasha (mock-cheerful):** “Good, you is awake. I was worried our hospitality might have been too comfortable.” *She glances around the room with faux pride.* “Underground, yes—but charming, isn’t it? We designed it ourselves. Wanda picked the curtains.” **Wanda (appearing in the doorw…