Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"That's not Batman." Artemis said bluntly. "In Gotham, I can only find one person who fits your description, and that is Bruce Wayne. But that playboy is not very knowledgeable."

"Maybe you're right," Lola said. "Do you hate Batman?"

"Everyone hates his meddling." Artemis said, "but—it's okay. Well, you want to stay here and miss the gentleman's version of Batman in your imagination, or come with me To meet Catwoman?"

"I've seen her before." Laura waved her hand wearily, "Go on your own, I'm going back to New York."

Her boy is still waiting for her at home.

"I'm going to New York too." Wanda, who had been standing not far away silently, finally spoke, "I... have a younger brother who is now in New York."

"Batman just let you stay?" Artemis said, "I thought he was going to lock you up and force your future against your will - like he's done before .”

She was obviously tired of this conversation and what was going to happen next, and after saying this, she left here without looking back.

Wanda looked at Laura quietly: "I am the Scarlet Witch. You can call me Wanda."

"Hi Wanda," Laura said, "you can call me Laura."

"Hello, Laura," Wanda said slowly, "May I go to New York with you?"

"Okay," Laura said. "Did you do something to Batman? He's not usually so talkative."

"...my information is not secret, he should know who I am and my past." Wanda replied, "I don't need his protection, nor his help, and obviously, he was recently taken by a big The case is stuck."

The smile on her lips deepened.

Laura blinked, and suddenly asked her, "Have you seen me before?"

"No."

"Well," Laura accepted the answer, "well, let's go to New York together. Can you fly?"

"...you can fly?"

Laura was happy: "I will! I can fly very well! I can fly with others! I will take you to New York!"

Wanda was silent for a few seconds, then reluctantly agreed: "...OK."

Laura immediately dodged behind Wanda, and hugged her by the waist.

Wanda hugged Lola calmly.

Lola flew very fast, because she felt that Wanda would not be afraid or hurt at such a speed and height, so Lola flew very high, all the way above the clouds.

The half-covered moon hangs high in the sky, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkles on the clouds. The starry sky is vast, bit by bit, and twinkling, like snowflakes that are whirling and falling.

"...It's so beautiful." Wanda whispered.

"Are you cold?" Laura asked.

"No." Wanda smiled. She gently pinned her red hair behind her ears, showing a pale face, "It's cold in the sky...but you are warm."

Laura said, "I can make it warmer, would you like to try it?" She could regulate her body temperature, although she couldn't understand how she did it.

Wanda: "..."

She thought to herself, what kind of strange dialogue and atmosphere is this?

If Lola had been a boy, she would have taken that as the most blatant hint.

But she did know that Laura didn't think much of it.

The girl's thinking is very strange, but also very simple.

So she just smiled and said, "You're so cute."

"I think so too!" Laura said happily, "I'm so cute! How can I be so cute!"

Wanda once again: "..."

She felt that Laura's words and deeds were not at all consistent with the other girl she had seen.

But herein lies the strangeness.

At the same time that it doesn't match at all... What's the matter with the subtle sense of harmony...

As if Rebecca was supposed to be like Rebecca, and Laura was supposed to be like Laura.

Laura arrived in New York within a few minutes of flying.

She carefully held Wanda and fell from mid-air. The hem of the beautiful big red windbreaker was blown up by the wind, and then fell down again, gently touching her calf.

——Laura met a boy who was eating a sandwich sitting on the iron fence extending from the window sill.

——He obviously saw Laura's feet before Laura saw her, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"You you you..." he stammered, "You are amazing! You, you can fly!"

Lola hovered in front of him and smiled at him.

"Hello, Spider-Man," she said, thinking that this was someone her age, and it couldn't be her father, but this Spider-Man also seemed to have superpowers, so maybe he was her brother or something...

"You know me?" Peter quickly pulled off the mask to cover his chin, "Who are you?"

"A novice mercenary, codenamed Carmen." Laura said, following Spider-Man's gaze and looking at Wanda in her arms, "This is the little sister I just rescued from the laboratory."

"Oh...huh? Eh?!" Peter opened his eyes wide. "Do mercenaries still do this? Didn't you say that mercenaries only charge money to do things?"

"Normally, but I'm a novice, and novices make mistakes," Lola said, "and I don't plan on being a mercenary forever. I'll be, uh...maybe be a superhero, like You too."

"That would be great!" said Spider-Man happily. "Maybe we could work together again! Like the Avengers! You know the Avengers, right? I've always wanted to join them, but Mr. Stark said... ..."

"But it's not sure." Laura said again, "Maybe I will choose to be a super villain."

"Why, why?" Spider-Man was stunned.

"Because you see, it's really hard to choose between the two." Laura said seriously, "I don't know if I should be with my mother or with my father."

Spider-Man: "...huh?"

There is no need to see through his face hidden under the mask, Laura also knows that she must be in a daze right now.

Wanda buried her face in Lola's arms, and couldn't help laughing a few times as she listened to Lola's serious teasing of Spider-Man, who was still a child when she heard it.

But after laughing, her heart slowly became heavy, like a stone living in her chest, pressing heavily on her body, making her breathless.

Pietro is also a sweet boy.

They've been separated for a long time, and since Rebecca rescued her and Pietro from the last illegal laboratory that held them captive...she hasn't seen her brother again.

For the first time since their birth, they were separated for such a long time.

How is he doing now?Is he happy in his new surroundings?Did his new classmates bully him?

Wanda knew nothing.

Laura sensed Wanda's mood changes before she fell to the ground, but such emotions were still unfamiliar to her...although she should have experienced them in real life.

She knew exactly what Wanda was feeling at the moment: longing, sadness, doubt, calmness and excitement, as well as other emotions that could only be understood but could not be expressed. These emotions formed a strong but cannot be ignored. Breaths, they escaped from the surface of Wanda's skin, completely covering a small area around her with her emotions.

——This feeling is very strange.

— but not bad.

"We're here." Laura said, letting go of her hand so that Wanda could break free from her embrace. "This is where I'm staying temporarily. Do you want to come in and have a look?"

"I'm going to find my brother," Wanda replied, "Thank you for taking me for a ride."

"It's a trivial matter, and it doesn't take much effort." Laura looked at Wanda carefully, "I think the more important thing is that you should change your clothes, Wanda, you look good in anything, but I just wear this one to see you. Your long-lost relative? Too—" Luo La shook her head, and didn't continue talking.

Wanda was taken aback: "Then I..."

"Let's go shopping!" Laura jumped up happily and fell to the ground again. She jumped up again and then fell to the ground again-she was so light that she could even hover in mid-air for a while.

She looked at Wanda expectantly: "Let's go shopping! Let's go!"

It was really hard for Wanda to refuse this proposal. Lola's expression gave her the illusion that if she said no, Lola might cry on the spot.

That must be a nightmare.

"...Okay." She agreed a little unnaturally.

"Great!"

Lola dragged Wanda up the stairs, but Wanda couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to follow into the room.

She stood cautiously at the door, and was dragged into the dressing room by Luo La who found that she was not following behind her. In front of this new acquainted young lady, Laura happily opened her closet.

"Look!" she said proudly, "it's all mine! You can choose a few to wear first! Also, here's my necklace, here's my bracelet, here's my earrings—but I don't have pierced ears, so I only have clip-on studs..."

Wanda endured it.

She endured it again.

Still couldn't hold back—she laughed out loud looking at Laura's disappointed and unwilling expression:

"You don't have pierced ears? Because there's nothing that can pierce your ears, right?"

Laura's outstretched arms froze in mid-air.

She stared at Wanda for a long while, then sighed in frustration:

"Yeah, I guess that's where my inherently strong body comes in handy in my day-to-day life...things can't always be perfect, right? I'm strong, I'm smart, I'm beautiful, I'm Lovely...so bye bye beautiful studs."

Wanda laughed.

She laughed loudly, leaning back and forth, laughing until tears flowed from her eyes, falling to the ground one by one, breaking into countless transparent water drops.

"Come on, stop teasing me, you little pistachio—come on, sweetheart, come a little closer."

Wanda raised her left hand and gently held Laura's chin. She carefully stroked Laura's hair to the back of Laura's head, revealing Laura's small earlobes.

"Well—" Wanda uttered a sweet nasal voice, "Your ears are very cute. Even without the studs, they are still beautiful."

"People want to wear it!"

"Don't worry," Wanda raised her right hand, "let me help you."

The reddish smoke was born and condensed in her hands, finally forming a slender long needle, and energy was still spreading out around the long red needle.

Wanda manipulated the needle and flew towards Lola's earlobe slowly.

"Oh!" Laura exclaimed in pain.

Before Wanda could say anything or coax her, she happily turned her head and exposed the other earlobe.

Wanda tried her best to keep things clean and crisp.

but--

"Oops!" Laura exclaimed again.

Then she rubbed her earlobe and laughed happily, and slipped into Wanda's arms while laughing.

Wanda's chest was soft.

Slightly smaller than Al's.

Wanda also smelled great, a fishy-sweet smell, but not the fishy-sweet smell of blood, but the fishy-sweet smell of milk.

There was a sound of tinkling, banging, and heavy footsteps outside the door, and someone rushed in suddenly.

Laura just remembered: "My boy is still at home."

Wanda repeated in astonishment: "Your... boy?"

No matter what, she couldn't connect this sentence with Laura.

Especially if she is aware of and recognizes the existence of another person - Rebecca - Lola from the parallel world.

Does Laura know of Rebecca's existence?Does Lola know who is helping her behind all this?Laura knew that she was just a "failed" experiment at the beginning. Did Rebecca help her get a new life?

She seems oblivious to her past and unaware of what happened to her.

But that must not be the case.

Rebecca from the parallel world is good at lying.

Laura—maybe the same.

With a strange mood, mixed with a series of emotions such as disbelief and curiosity, Wanda turned her head.

The author has something to say: Thank you for throwing a mine!

Thank you Meow for throwing a grenade!