answers to reveiwers questions or statements:

Jason Chandler: Hulk will be more like his MCU counterpart in terms of personality.

darthwolf: No, he won't.

Gundamfreedom0: To a degree I did.

Polsaris: That I did.

Tsuki-no-Hazama Hime: Uh, no? Not sure how you got that from this chapter.

Daniel6: No, that was more of a coinicidence on my part than anything else. Not sure if Mysterio is good enough to be the main villian for a Spider-man film, but then again I thought the same for Vulture so who knows, might be cool.

Smackskiller: That, and Wanda is a bit... weird, as Maria Hill once elegantly put it.

LLHOTF: True but let's be honest, Strange's cape is way better than Beck's, ergo he's excempt.

Logic Soldier: What's dissapointing is your sucky review. It's called leave a comment, not a complaint.

Also just saw Avengers Endgame and all I have to say about that work of cinema art... DC, HAVE THE JUSTICE LEAGUE GET ON IT'S KNESS AND SUCK IT!

Nuff Fucking Said!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel characters seen, mentioned or used.

Peter thought that after getting a tour of the old Avengers tower and compound that nothing would ever be able to trump it aside from maybe a tour of the Baxter building or the X-mansion. But after spending a few minutes in Doctor Strange's sanctum of magic place, he was proven wrong.

Especially after he began to notice all the cool looking things all over the place that made the college of Winterhold look like crap in comparison.

"So, what's that do?" Peter pointed to a floating jar that looked like it was made of ice and glass.

"Inflicts unimaginable anguish upon your soul" Strange replied dryly.

"What about that?" Peter pointed towards a glass case that held a free floating ball of red and black fire.

Strange loudly inhaled and exhaled through his nose as he rubbed his brow, growing ever more annoyed with the young Reserve Avenger because he knows for a fact the boy was too young and inexperienced to be a full time member "That lights you on fire and feeds you to a demonic dolphin from a nightmarish reality ruled by the God of nightmares"

Peter blinked at this before he pointed to another odd looking artifact on the wall that looked like a helmet someone in Mortal Kombat would wear "Okay, but what about that-"

Before Peter could say anymore, and destroy the last of Strange's patience, Wong returned from the library with a large tome in his hands and set it on the table. Peter, who was hanging upside from the ceiling on a single web line, released the line and fell to a crouch next to Strange as he opened the book and began to search it's contents. Peter's gaze flickered over the vastly worded pages, seeing languages he's never heard of with dozens of diagrams that showed and explained how certain spells work.

"Ooh, is this like a magic spell book guide?" Peter asked as he made to touch the book before Strange's cape suddenly slapped his hand away "Ah!"

"Don't touch" Strange said as he finally stopped halfway through the book on a page that showed an image of some sort of stone tablet. He tapped on the page as he glanced at Wong "Yes, this is it"

Wong glanced at the image before his eyes widened slightly while the blood began to drain from his face "This one? Are you absolutely positive?"

"Very" Strange said grimly.

"What is it?" Peter asked as he glanced at the tablet "Is it like the evil version of he Stone tablets or something? Like instead o thou shall not kill, it's thou shall kill?"

"Worse" Strange said as he ran a hand over his face "Many centuries ago, an ancient being named Chthon tried to invade our world with an army of demons, but one of my predecessors stopped him with a powerful magical tablet that entrapped him in his own dimension with powerful nigh unbreakable seals and incantations. To prevent anyone from misusing the artifact or whatever agents that Chthon that remained after the battle and breaking the seals, the tablet was broken and scattered across the world"

Peter frowned at this "But wouldn't have breaking the tablet release him?"

It was Wong that decided to answer "Under normal circumstances yes, but the Sorcerer Supreme of that time used the Eye of Agamotto to in a sense, free the artifact's effects before it was broken, thus allowing it to still in a sense function"

"Really?" Peter said, his mind trying to wrap around the ability to do such a thing.

"That's an extremely dumbed down version of it" Strange said as he read the passage that gave hints or exact locations of the various fragments of he tablet "This Mysterio of yours, he's already located one of the fragments, and given how determined he was to get it, I can only assume he knows how to find the others. We need to beat him to the others, and fast"

"How many are there?" Peter inquired as he tried to take a peak of the passage that Strange was reading before his cape slapped him again "Gah, stop that!"

"There's five more pieces, one of which is sealed away somewhere safe" Strange said as he shared a look with Wong before he turned towards Peter "The rest however are scattered all over the world. One deep in the Russian Tundra-"

"That's cold" Peter interrupted with a metal shiver at being in Russia at this time of the year.

"Another in the heart of the Sahara Desert" Strange continued as he began to read off another location.

"Hot" Peter said with a nod.

"One in the Amazon, another in the catacombs of Paris and the last one in nineteen thirty four" Strange said with a frown as he stroked his goatee at the final location.

Peter glanced at Strange with a confused look "I'm sorry, did you just say that the final fragment was in June eighth nineteen thirty four?"

"Yes" Strange said with a nod.

"As in he time or there's a place somewhere called June eighth, Nineteen thirty four?" Peter said as he glanced back and forth between Strange and Wong "I mean how the heck is it there? How's that even work? Shouldn't it be in our time by now?"

"It's kept in a small localized time loop that keeps it in that era, preventing it from passing through time. Think an anchor point of sorts. If you were to stay with it on June eight of that time up until eleven fifty nine, you could take it, but after midnight, it'd be gone. Once more, you can just go there the day before on the seventh and wait for it to appear at midnight, you have to go to that exact day within that twenty four hour time period if you want any chance of acquiring it" Strange explained the best he could to someone that's never intensely research the intricacies of magical manipulation of time, especially where a Infinity Stone is involved.

Even he had a hard time understanding it, and he was the Sorcerer Supreme.

"Okay, so what's the first one we should retrieve then?" Peter asked as he glanced back and forth between Strange and Wong.

"We'll head to the one in Paris" Strange said as he folded his arms across his chest "Out of the remaining five, it's the least guarded"

"Ooh, Paris" Peer said in awe "I've always wanted to go to Paris. Hey while we're there, you think we'll have time for some of their ice cream?"

Strange gave Peter a deadpanned look "No"

"Aww man" Peter whined as Strange turned and prepared to open a portal to Paris.

"I'm sure you'll visit Paris at another time, when the fate of the world isn't on the line" Wong stated.

"Pfft, not on my budget. Also when is there ever going to be some global crisis in Paris that needs the Avengers to come face?" Peter remarked as Strange opened a portal to some rooftop in Pairs, the Effie Tower standing in the distance.

Strange silently stepped through the portal with Peter right behind him. Wong made a comment about ensuring one of the other tablet fragments was secured just before the portal closed, leaving Peter and Strange alone on a random rooftop in the middle of Paris. Peter glanced around with excitement, this was the first time he's ever been outside New York, outside the United States even. Strange simply looked around with a uninterested expression on his face, having been to Paris so many times both as the Sorcerer Supreme and as a doctor in the past, that the glamour of the City of Love had long lost it's luster to him.

"Come on, an entrance to the catacombs is nearby" Strange said as he began to rise above the ground and hover towards the edge of the building.

"Do you know how to find the fragment?" Peter asked as he followed Strange "I mean, I heard the catacombs underneath Paris are like a maze and you can get lost down there"

"The entrance we're taking will give us a direct path to the fragment" Strange said "However be warned, there's a number of magical defenses guarding the fragment. Don't touch anything when we get down there"

"Right, right" Peter said with a nod as he shot a web line out and swung after the mystical being.

"What'd I just say?" the man asked with annoyance.

"No touchy stuff, might be magic boobytrap" Peter replied as he and Strange approached an old decrepit building.

...

Wanda let out a moan as she was bent forward, a pair of strong hands on her waist as she felt the tip of her lover's cock teasing her entrance. She bit her lip and looked over her shoulder, her eyes glowing red with desire and power and right into the lenses of her teammate, Spider-man.

"Naughty little witch, getting so horny from me" he teased as he ran a hand up her spine and gripped the space between her neck and shoulder.

Wanda moaned at the grip this man had on her, the way he took her without restraint. She was than pushed down on to the table, her breasts crushed against the cool wood of the conference table as Spider-man hiked her skirt up even higher past her waist and admired her tone rear, his hand gliding over it before giving a sharp slap that echoed off the walls.

"Ah!" Wanda cried out in pain and pleasure before Spider-man repeated his actions.

"You like being spanked?" Spider-man teased as he spanked Wanda several more times, causing her to yelp again before he gripped her waist with both hands and began to thrust into her.

Wanda panted like an animal in heat, her brain struggling to work as pleasure raced through her body. She didn't care how loud she was being, that her moans and screams could be heard in the hall outside the conference room. She didn't care if the whole compound could hear her and Spider-man's love making, all that mattered was the amazing man behind her fucking her in ways she's never been taken before.

"Wanda"

"Spider" she whispered back in delight as he thrusted into her harder and harder, intent on bruising her body with his aggressive love making "Oh god, break me you amazing bastard, break me! Ruin my body! Ah so fucking good my precious Spider, ahhh!"

"Wanda"

"Wanda"

"WANDA!"

"WANDA WAKE THE FUCK UP!"

"What?" Wanda said with wide eyes before she suddenly found herself staring up at her ceiling before her brother's face was suddenly in front of hers "WAN- oh, your awake. Finally"

"What...?" Wanda said with obvious confusion as she sat up to see that she was still in her bed, not bent over the table in the Avengers main meeting room "I'm in my room?"

"Yeah, and having the best dream ever from the look on your face" Pietro said with a snicker before he cleared his throat and began to speak in a poor imitation of Wanda's voice "Oh Spider-man, I've been a naughty witch, please web me up and punish me!"

Wanda glared at her brother as she pulled her covers up to her chest "Screw you!"

Pietro snickered again before he ducked under a scarlet ball of energy and sped out of Wanda's room before peeking his head back in "Also, the X-Men are stopping by later for something. Try not to embarrass yourself, and by proxy me, when they get here, yes?"

Wanda's response was to send another ball of scarlet energy at her brother before he sped away in a blur, leaving Wanda fuming. After a few seconds of restraining her anger, Wanda sighed as she shoved the covers off herself and climbed out of her warm comfy bed in nothing but a pair of damp red and blue panties and a grey loose fitting shirt. She stopped briefly when she noticed a small stain where she was lying and blushed a little when she realized that her dream had caused her to cum.

'Now if I only can only get my dream to become reality' Wanda thought as she made her way to her closet for a change in clothes before heading to the bathroom to shower and change.

Thirty minutes later, a clean, satisfied, and somewhat less cranky Wanda was making her way towards the hanger where according to Vision, who had stopped by to tell Wanda where the X-Men were landing, had mentioned the rest of the team will be there. She had just turned down a hallway, occupied by several SHIELD agents, when she started to hear their thoughts in her head again.

'I wonder what my wife packed me for lunch today-'

'That bitch doesn't deserve a promotion, I'm the one that did all the work-'

'Is it weird if I think Captain America's ass should be preserved-'

'Oh look, it's Ultron's sloppy leftovers. Christ, what's wrong with that girl? I mean first she gets into some fucked up HYDRA BDSM and now her brothers crushing on some genetic freak! What's next? We allow Inhumans to walk around here too?'

That last thought caused Wanda to stop midstride and slowly turned towards the source of the thought with glowing, narrowed eyes. The one to think it was one of the newer SHIELD agents, a man that looked to be a few years older than she and her brother. The man blinked in surprise at the dark look Wanda was throwing him and was about to open his mouth to say something before his body was suddenly covered in scarlet energy before Wanda mentally threw him into the wall. Several nearby agents had turned towards Wanda in surprise as she kept the man pinned to the wall and approached him with a snarl.

"M-Ms. Maximoff, u-uhh what are you doing?" one of the agents asked nervously as they all remained frozen to tot eh spot, unsure of what to do.

Wanda didn't answer, she continued to glare at the man she had pinned who was now sweating like a waterfall. After a few seconds, Wanda spoke in a voice so cold that Antarctica felt like the tropics in comparison.

"If I ever hear you think of something like that about my brother again... I will not hesitate to tear you apart with my mind, am I clear?" Wanda said as she tightened her grip on the man, causing him to whimper in fear and pain.

"Y-Yes... s-s-sorry" he replied.

Wanda hummed at his response before she released the man and let him fall to the floor before she glanced at another agent as he sent a few to check the terrified agent "I want him out of this compound by the end of the day"

The agent blinked at this "Uh, ma'am, I don't think you have the authority-"

Wanda stepped right up to his face "I said... I want him gone by the end of the day. Unless, of course you'd like to explain to Captain Rogers and the visiting X-Men why your allowing a narrowminded, disrespectful bastard to stay here. I'm sure the Wolverine would love to hear it"

The agent paled at this, he along with many others have heard of the X-men's Wolverine. A highly aggressive, nigh unstoppable killing machine with as short a use as they come. After a few seconds, he cleared his throat "I'm s-sure we can find a new duty station for him..."

"Good" Wanda said with a nod as she turned on her heel and continued on her way to the hanger.

"Do I even want to know what that was about?" Pietro said, appearing by Wanda's side in a blink of an eye.

"One of Fury's lackeys was a bit too narrow minded for my liking" Wanda replied.

"What do you mean?" the speedster asked with a confused frown.

"Nothing to worry about" Wanda said as she and Pietro arrived in the hanger to see that Steve was already there along with Sam and Natasha.

The patriotic hero noticed them arriving and nodded "Wanda, Pietro, glad you made it"

"Of course captain. I'd be insane to miss our staunches allies in our war against injustice and evil" Pietro said with a grin.

"Your only here because of the phasing girl, Kitty" Wanda said as she gave her brother an unimpressed look.

Pietro scowled at his twin "No I'm not!"

"Yes, you are" Wanda snapped.

"Not!"

"Too!"

"Not!"

"To-"

"Please don't start that again" Sam groaned as he held his hands over his eras "The last time you did, you went at it for hours!"

"No we didn't" Wanda said with a glare.

"Yeah, it was like ten minutes at best" Pietro scoffed before he glanced at Wanda "Also... not!"

Wanda growled at her brother and was about to respond with a blast of scarlet colored psionic energy when Natasha spoke.

"Why are you here Wanda?"

The Sakovian woman glanced at the former Red Room agent with a glare of annoyance as she folded her arms across her chest "What's it matter to you?"

"Far as I'm aware, your boyfriend hopeful isn't here to drag you out of your cave" Natasha remarked.

"At least I can find him" Wanda replied with narrowed eyes before Steve loudly cleared his throat.

"Wanda, Natasha, stop" the hundred year old man said as he glanced back and forth between the two women "I know you two dislike one another for a number of rational and irrational reasons, but your teammates and if you can't be friends, then at the very least, be civil with one another. None of these back handed insults and snide remarks, am I understood?"

"Crystal" Wanda bit out with a glare at the red head who returned her look with equal ice.

"...Fine" Natasha said as she finally turned her gaze away from Wanda and back towards the open hanger door.

'Bitch' Wanda thought darkly before she felt her brother's hand on her shoulder and give her one of those looks he reserved for her when, in his own words 'was being difficult and needed to stop'.

The group stood there in a tense silence for a few minutes before a new figure emerged from within the compound and graced the others with his mere presence.

"Why didn't anyone tell me the red headed step children were coming by to say hi?" Tony asked as he made his way to the group in some sort of high end track suit mixed with sweats, his skin a little red and sweaty from whatever exercise he was doing.

"Red headed step children?" Steve said with a confused frown before he glanced at Natasha "What's he mean by that?"

The Russian sighed at this "I'll explain later"

"Stark" Sam said with a nod towards the man.

"Wilson" Tony replied in kind "Also met your brother the other day. He shot up one of my penthouses trying to wipe out some drug cartel meeting beneath it"

Sam's eyes narrowed in annoyance at this "For the last time Tony, Wade and I aren't related. There's a lot of Wilson's in the world you know"

"Is there really?" Tony said with a snicker as he glanced at Wanda and Pietro "And how are my favorite twins doing?"

"We're good" Pietro said with a nod before he bumped his shoulder into Wanda's.

Wanda scowled at her brother before she turned towards Stark and spoke in a clipped tone "I'm fine"

"That's good" Tony said with a nod before the Black Widow decided to voice her thoughts on Stark's appearance.

"I thought you were retired from this life" Natasha said as she gave Tony a bemused grin "As in no longer involved in Avengers related stuff. This kind of qualifies"

"What can I say" the genius former playboy billionaire said with a shrug "I'm indecisive like that... and I may have had my fingers partially crossed behind my back when I said it"

"Yes, you have a habit of saying one thing and doing another" Wanda said evenly as she saw the approaching X-Men craft in the clouds.

"Well that and my name is still on the lease of this place" Stark said with a smirk that fell at the annoyed look Wanda gave him "Except your room, that is totally yours to do with as you wish..."

Wanda hummed at this before she sensed her brother's thoughts and almost winced at the speed they were going.

'I wonder if Kitty's going to be with them. Is she still going by Shadowcat? Should I dress up a little better? I mean a silver and blue long sleeve shirt, silver pants and shoes are good right? I mean if Wanda thinks that wearing a red shirt, black skirt and those weird buckled knee boots of her are good enough for some guy that swings around like Tarzan, I should be good. But what if-'

"Pietro, if you think any faster, your mind's going to crash" Wanda stated dryly.

"Sorry..." Pietro winced a little.

"You let her in your head much Pietro?" Sam said with a frown.

The speedster glanced at Sam with confusion "Uh, yes? Why?"

Sam shrugged "Nothing, just most guys I know usually wouldn't be too fond of having their sister poking around in their head all the time"

"I'm not poking around/She's not poking around" the Maximoff twins declared at the same time with Pietro continuing "Besides, it's not like we have any control over it. It's been like this since we got our powers"

"Really?" Steve said with some surprise.

Pietro nodded "The ones that did this to us-" Pietro held up his arm and had it vibrate at a high speed, creating a low humming sound "'-Think that whole connection thing that twins supposedly had is the reason and Wanda's powers somehow strengthened it or something. I don't know, they started to babble in German afterwards and I stopped paying attention after a while"

"Well that would explain a few things" Natasha commented.

"Is it two way? Like you can talk to Wanda and read her mind?" Tony asked, curious with how far this weird mind link went.

Pietro shrugged "Never bothered, mind things are more Wanda than me"

"You won't do it because it might actually involve you having to do something" Wanda said with a shake of her head "Fastest man alive and he's lazier than a sloth"

Pietro scowled at Wanda "Not true!"

"True!"

"Not"

"True!"

"Not!

And so began a whole new 'Ya-huh and na-uh' between the Maximoff twins, much to the present Avenger's dread.

...

And done.

Next chapter, Spider-man and Doctor Strange navigate the catacombs of Paris...