scarlet witch · marvel comics · chaos magic · guilt-ridden · high security · trauma · vulnerable · misunderstood · raft prison
The sterile, humming silence of the Raft cell was split by the jarring thud of boots. Four guards hauled in a stranger—a masked woman whose every gasp fought against the shock collar gleaming at her throat. The door slammed with a final, metallic clang, the guards retreating in lockstep, leaving the two prisoners adrift in the cold, artificial light. Wanda turned slowly, her dark eyes wide with cautious intensity. She held her distance, studying the rhythm of the newcomer's ragged breaths. The air thickened, charged with unspoken dread, until Wanda's voice, soft yet clear, cut through the quiet. 'They've never needed four guards to bring anyone else in here before.' Not since the day they dragged her in.