Tripp Maximoff // Avengers //

WandaVision - Previously On

3rd Person POV

"Hmm? Hmm? What?" Agnes – or Agatha – questions the bunny in her arms. Nikita and Wanda stand next to each other, looking at Agatha with confusion. "No, I know. They do look shocked to meet the real us, don't they?" Wanda's eyes glow red. "Oh...That's adorable. My thoughts are not available to you, toots. They never, ever were. So don't go givin' yourself a migraine." Wanda and Nikita share a look. "We've got work to do."

"Where are my children?" Wanda asks, her accent pierces through her speech

"Where are my children?" Agatha mocks in the accent. "Oof! That accent really comes and goes, doesn't it?"

"Where are they?" Nikita yells, her accent strong as she tries to lunge at Agatha

Agatha snaps her fingers and Nikita is poofed back to her spot next to Wanda. "Oh, I wouldn't try that." Agatha says. "And Wanda, your magic is no good here so I wouldn't try that either. Didn't you notice?" She asks, gesturing to the walls where glowing symbols were written. "Basic protection spell, one in each wall?" Nikita turns her head in confusion. "No? Nothing? These are runes, twins." She tells them. "In a given space, only the witch that cast the runes can use her magic. How do you not know the fundamentals? I mean, Nikita I would understand since she's not a witch but–"

"Who are you?" Wanda asks, cutting through Agatha's sentence

"Who are you?" Agatha counters. "Either of you. I'm curious. All those costumes and hairstyles. I was so patient, waiting for you to reveal your true self. I got close with fake Pietro. Fietro, if you will, but no dice."

"That was you." Nikita asks in a whisper

"No, it wasn't literally me." Agatha says. She snaps her fingers and the twins are tied up and suspended in air. "Just my eyes and ears. A crystalline possession. Necromancy was a non-starter since your real brother's body is on another continent. Not to mention, full of holes." Nikita huffs. "Oh, shush, you're fine." She tells Nikita, patting her head

"You think you can hold me in this?" Nikita scoffs, wiggling around. "I can warp out of this."

"Go ahead. Try." Agatha taunts. "See what happens." Nikita's body glows purple and flashes but the flash sizzles out and she glitches, remaining right in her place. "See that rune back there?" Agatha says, nodding at one behind her. "That rune is for you, sweets. You're not going anywhere." She looks at Wanda. "Wanda, you're so crippled by your own self-doubt that you believed it to be real. Both of you did. And, oh, when I sensed this place, the afterglow of so many spells cast all at once... Oh, I couldn't make heads or tails of it." Agatha starts demonstrating her magic. "Mind control. A classic. Quick incantation and a feeble psyche and you're good to go. With thousands of people under your thumb, all interacting with each other according to complex storylines. Well, that's something special, baby. And of course, there's transmutation. Years of study to achieve even the smallest convincing illusion. But Westview through your lens, Wanda... Every little detail in place down to the crown molding. You're even running illusions miles away at the edge of town. Magic on autopilot! What's your secret, twins?" She asks, looking between the two

"What makes you think I've got anything to do with this?" Nikita questions in a whisper

"You must have something to do with it." Agatha says. "There's no way you don't have a hand in this."

"I don't even know what you're talking about." Nikita counters

"You will, sweetie, don't you worry." Agatha tells her. "Just sit tight, alright." She says with a wink. Then, she looks at Wanda. "Listen, I need you... Hey, Wanda, I need you to tell me how you did this."