The only thing keeping her sane

Part 1

Narrator POV

Wanda felt alone. The cold emptiness of the prison had drained her. When they had arrived she had been separated from the rest. They had preformed various tests on her trying to take her powers and inject them into to someone else ...... someone more trustworthy .They had taken a sample of her blood and injected it into a boy who had died instantly thinking it was the gender they preformed the test on a woman who had met the same fate as the boy before her .

In the end they had put her in a straitjacket and shock collar and locked her in a cell next to the rest of the ex-avengers. When Steve had broken hem out she had been wishing no praying for her death to come faster. She hadn't spoken to anyone since they had entered that hellhole.

Now months later she sat up in her bed drenched in a cold sweat shaking from her latest nightmare of the underwater prison. Having experienced these for the last few months since she had escaped she knew exactly what to do. She sat back and turned to chapter 13 of the Order of the Phoenix wondering why she had even bothered to sleep.