"What about the other Avengers?" Wanda asked.
"Well, between the archer with a mohawk, a few crime-fighting experts named after insects, and the world's most powerful sorcerer..."
As Strange spoke, he glanced at Wanda beside him. "The answer is obvious. Come to Kamar-Taj. Help an old friend."
At that, Wanda gave a meaningful smile. "Then what if you brought America over?"
"Here?"
Strange was puzzled.
Westview was being watched by S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, and a whole host of Dark Creatures.
Wanda nodded. "That's right. I used to be a mutant. I understand loneliness and helplessness better than you do. Being hunted for the abilities you were born with is a terrible feeling."
"Bring her to Westview. I can protect her."
Strange stopped in his tracks. Looking at Wanda, he suddenly had an ominous feeling.
"You haven't said her name yet, have you?"
Strange naturally knew who the "her" Wanda spoke of was.
She was the Scarlet Witch, powerful enough to rewrite reality!
"The spell circles weren't hard to deal with. What was hard was... the lies!"
"Hand over that girl who can travel through time and space, and nothing will happen."
As Wanda's words fell-
Hum!
Scarlet Chaos Magic erupted!
Beautiful Westview instantly became a hellscape!
Countless corpses lay in heaps, while the dead wandered aimlessly through the air, letting out despairing wails.
An ancient black book materialized out of thin air, radiating evil dark power.
Strange stared fixedly at Wanda, disbelief in his voice. "You've been practicing the Darkhold?"
"You know about it?"
"The antithesis of the Book of the Vishanti. It corrupts everything it touches. It seems this book has already affected you."
Strange stared fixedly at Wanda, who had become the Scarlet Witch, feeling an overwhelming headache. He knew the Sanctum Sanctorum was about to face another powerful