Scarlet's Witch Page #4
Scarlet, can I come in?
No!
You can't look at me like this,
I'm not pretty anymore.
Okay, well I already know what
you look like, so, moving on.
What?
I figured it out after
you blew up that girl,
that was real subtle
by the way, that's not
gonna cause any
problems for anyone.
- Greg, I didn't...
- Shut up.
You have a responsibility.
For what?
To keep the curse going,
you gotta keep it going.
Why do you care?
I have my reasons,
okay, boy did you
really screw this one up.
Tell me, or I'll kill you!
Okay that's cute, but we
both know that's useless,
so get that out of my
face, also, I already
got a stiff on my hands
thanks to you, appreciate it.
What are you talking about?
Some basket case you met
on one of your sabbaticals
went off on her meds and
then started screaming
about a witch in the town, where
the TV coverage is fantastic.
Megan.
Yeah, I know her name.
The whole town knows her name.
Then she hung herself
in her crappy apartment,
now I gotta put the
whole thing back.
She what?
Ignore me, I'm venting.
Who are you?
We all have secret lives, okay?
Please, stop this.
No, nothing's stopping,
okay, it's accelerating,
and I need Scarlet to come out of the woods
and explain to the
cops that she's okay.
Okay, I cannot have cops
inspecting this cottage.
I cannot have cops
inspecting the tree.
Just look at it, Scarlet.
Look at that incredible thing.
Megan is dead.
And you are jazzed about a tree?
Megan is nothing in the
grand scheme of things,
nobody will even remember after
we put this all to rights.
When did it happen?
Three days ago.
But it feels like
I just saw her today.
All days seem the
same in your position.
All runs together, am I right?
I don't know if
I've been this way
for a couple of weeks,
or a hundred years.
Well, it'll all be over soon,
as soon as you hand the
wand over to someone.
Why don't you take it?
I'm the high priest
of the frickin' tree,
alright, it's not
gonna work for me.
Did you read the book?
Well what's the
story with the police?
They think some
girl named Scarlet
is missing in the woods,
and yada yada yada,
Megan was not coherent.
Don't do that.
Don't be cruel.
I forget, you still
think I'm this guy.
Well, I'm not surprised
you wouldn't understand,
witches and the
tree have always had
a complex relationship.
Why are you protecting the tree?
This is the last of the
seven great trees, alright?
They've been falling one by one.
Three of them were
dead by the time
my family joined the society.
My grandfather was around
during the sixth one,
but that was in Dresden,
it was a long time ago.
Didn't last long.
Well what happens
when the last one falls?
Everything ends.
Everything.
Just ends.
All the magic in the world
is left in these trees.
Except I grant you the
teeny tiny bit in that wand.
Useful for parlor tricks
and a terrible curse.
When this tree falls, all
the magic in the world
will be lost, and then we
are in a boatload of trouble.
Chaos incarnate, I kid you not.
Well, what about the wand?
Julia said I can't
break the wand.
Well what if I just
break the wand?
That wand holds the
life force of everyone
who's ever used it,
you break it, you die.
Everyone who's
ever used it dies.
I don't want to pass
this curse on to anyone.
I thought you understood me.
Oh I do, babe.
You're a basket case who
couldn't find a friend
but a witch in the woods.
Greg, please.
Scarlet!
Scarlet!
Scarlet!
Scarlet!
Scarlet!
Scarlet!
Dad?
- Scarlet!
- I'm here, Dad!
Dad!
Scarlet!
Dad!
I'm right here, Dad!
Scarlet!
I'm right here, Dad!
Dad, I'm right here.
Dad, I'm right here.
Dad!
Dad!
Scarlet, please!
Dad!
Dad come back.
I'm here.
I'm right here.
Dad?
Scarlet?
Megan!
They said that you
were, that you...
But you're alright!
You're alive.
Sure I am.
The priest, the high
priest said that you...
Scarlet.
What happened to you?
Nothing.
It's just that...
Nothing ever changes.
Sure it does.
If you do something about it.
You're absolutely right.
The wand.
What about it?
It's a trick, isn't it?
An old trick.
You were gonna trick me!
I'm your only friend!
What other choice did I have?
I don't go and talk
to random people!
It doesn't feel right.
You'd better go.
I'm about to make
someone very angry.
I'm coming back tomorrow.
With help.
Just go!
You're really
doing a terrible job.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
Our very existence
is on the line.
I understand.
She's trying to
break it, you know.
What do you mean?
Right now, she's about to.
Should I go?
What do you think, dumbass?
Sir, I just don't
think she has it in her.
Do you?
No.
But I'm not about
to take that chance.
Go.
Now!
Scarlet, Scarlet,
Scarlet, Scarlet,
what are you doing?
Nothing, I just don't
want to keep this up.
Okay, you break
that, and it's over.
Don't question who
decides on what will be.
And who decided everything
else, let her come,
I don't care, I'm
not scared of her.
Scarlet.
What?
You can't go
changing things, okay?
There's an order to things,
do you want to get us all killed?
I've had enough, Greg.
I am done with all of it.
With you, and Julia, with
the tree, everything.
We are all moving in circles, and I
just want this whole thing to be over!
Okay, you break that
wand and it's over.
It's more over than
you'll ever know.
And in that moment,
Scarlet realized that the
world could never change,
that she would have to pass on the curse,
that she...
Stop, talking.
Scarlet, please...
No, Greg!
No more lies!
You think you can actually change things,
it's already been written.
- Scarlet!
- What?
You are a very
scared little girl.
Do I look little to you?
Yes, you're confused
and you're about
to make the biggest
mistake ever!
I can't live like this.
Look, once you pass
it on, you can get
back with me, whatever you want.
I just don't want
to be scared anymore.
Well guess what?
This scares me.
The little girl
who was scared of everything
had sacrificed herself.
She was no longer afraid.
The end.
Hi, I'm Scarlet,
I just started here.
Hi, I'm Megan.
- It's nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, too.
- Hi.
- I like your shoes.
I need to invest in
something besides slip-on.
What's your major?
Uh, English literature.
I want to be a writer.
Oh, cool, okay.
So you like, write for fun?
And stuff, like fiction?
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