Wanda speaks, and Vision feels the dull emptiness that he’s felt since she was taken eases. She’s here and she’s alive. He quickly hacks into the Raft’s mainframe to find her exact location. He sees her now, and a deep ache thrums through his consciousness. She looks even smaller than he remembers. Guilt washes over Vision.
“Me too,” his words echo those uttered by Wanda’s response to him on their last day together. He should have come sooner. The price of waiting has been too high, and the regret will live with him for as long as he functions. “I’m coming.”
Remotely, Vision senses the cameras in Wanda’s cell have stopped recording, and the monitors that reveal their subject are now playing on a loop. He taps into the speaker to Wanda’s cell. He uses it now to speak to her audibly. “I have taken control of the security systems. Your door will unlock shortly.”
He phases through one bulkhead after another, changing his course as he monitors the movements of the guards. There is a ten minute and twenty-three second window in which the corridor leading to Wanda’s cell will be empty. He won’t be able to phase once he has Wanda with him, but if he carries her, and it’s obvious he will need to, they can avoid detection long enough to reach one of the escape transports nearest her prison.
Vision hovers in a maintenance corridor and waits for his window. The sound of a door sliding open can be heard through the solid walls that surround Vision. He doesn’t need to see the security feed to know that the time has come. Moving with the utmost speed, Vision emerges through the walls of Wanda’s cell and solidifies at her side.
He’s never felt heartbreak before, but in that instant Vision knows that is what he feels now. He crouches down and effortlessly snaps the collar around her neck, then rips apart the fastenings of the straight jacket that pins Wanda’s arms uselessly to her sides. He scoops her up and cradles her closely, noting with painful precision that she’s several pounds lighter than when he last carried her.
“You don’t need to be afraid anymore. I won’t allow this to continue.” His words are as much to reassure her, as they are a vow to those who’ve done this to her. He will not let them near her again. If they should try, they will find him standing in their way.
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“Me too,” his words echo those uttered by Wanda’s response to him on their last day together. He should have come sooner. The price of waiting has been too high, and the regret will live with him for as long as he functions. “I’m coming.”
Remotely, Vision senses the cameras in Wanda’s cell have stopped recording, and the monitors that reveal their subject are now playing on a loop. He taps into the speaker to Wanda’s cell. He uses it now to speak to her audibly. “I have taken control of the security systems. Your door will unlock shortly.”
He phases through one bulkhead after another, changing his course as he monitors the movements of the guards. There is a ten minute and twenty-three second window in which the corridor leading to Wanda’s cell will be empty. He won’t be able to phase once he has Wanda with him, but if he carries her, and it’s obvious he will need to, they can avoid detection long enough to reach one of the escape transports nearest her prison.
Vision hovers in a maintenance corridor and waits for his window. The sound of a door sliding open can be heard through the solid walls that surround Vision. He doesn’t need to see the security feed to know that the time has come. Moving with the utmost speed, Vision emerges through the walls of Wanda’s cell and solidifies at her side.
He’s never felt heartbreak before, but in that instant Vision knows that is what he feels now. He crouches down and effortlessly snaps the collar around her neck, then rips apart the fastenings of the straight jacket that pins Wanda’s arms uselessly to her sides. He scoops her up and cradles her closely, noting with painful precision that she’s several pounds lighter than when he last carried her.
“You don’t need to be afraid anymore. I won’t allow this to continue.” His words are as much to reassure her, as they are a vow to those who’ve done this to her. He will not let them near her again. If they should try, they will find him standing in their way.