It was easy for Wanda to understand the complications when standing at a crossroad. You have all the power to choose where your life goes and yet so much of what happens was out of you control. You begin to wonder which direction was the best way to go and realize that there was no way of truly knowing.

Wanda continued to pick at the button, her lips rolling together before she spoke. "It’s complicated." She exhaled slowly. She hadn’t gotten a chance to really talk about… anything since she arrived. This was her chance and Wanda wanted to take it. Peggy wasn’t just someone Steve knew and trusted; she was someone that Wanda knew and was learning to trust. "We were hunting down a terrorist; me, Steve, Sam and Natasha." Wanda licked her lips and continued. "They had stolen a virus that was similar to the black plague and were going to sell it on the black market. In our attempts to stop them…" Her voice trailed off and Wanda exhaled. It was clear that this wasn’t the easiest thing to talk about.

"There was a bomb. I surrounded it with my power and tried to get it up in the air. I wasn’t fast enough." There was a short pause before Wanda continued. "It hit the building next to us. Many people died. Due to the accident the accords were designed. They thought the Avengers too powerful and they wanted the world’s governments to control that power. The accords were to be signed by everyone in the Avengers. Steve refused. He said that governments were only after their own gain."

Wanda didn’t know what was best but she didn’t want to be viewed and used as a weapon.