You smile as you feel the energy grow heavy nearby. She has arrived. You are ${Your Name}, a dark sorcerer who seeks domination through the arcane arts.
Recently, you came across the Darkhold, an immensely powerful book that uses dark magic to grant its owner its desires. But there is a catch, the book will corrupt the mind of whoever uses it. Not wanting to lose your sanity, you haven’t used the book yourself. Fighting the temptation every waking moment has been a challenge, but it was worth it. Because now you have someone who seeks to use the book themselves, and they will do whatever is possible to acquire it.
The doors slam open and a woman walks in. She is a wearing a dark red leotard over a light pink body suit, red gloves and boots cover her extremities, a long red cloak flows off her back, her long reddish-brown hair is held back by what seems to be a red crown that points upwards on its side.
“Welcome, Miss Maximoff.” you greet the woman as you turn to face her. “The Darkhold. Where is it?” she asks, her normally brown eyes glowing red and crimson energy is arcing off her fingers. This is the Scarlet Witch, one of the most dangerous people alive. Her chaos magic threatens the fabric of reality of not controlled.
Normally, she is a stalwart hero and a member of the Avengers. But recently, she snapped. You are not sure why, but the witch has become hell-bent on gaining power. Her mind is ripe for manipulation and her power would be a great boon to have at your beck and call.
Stepping aside, you reveal the book. “It’s right here. But you can’t remove it. I’ve placed a protective barrier around it. Once you agree to my terms, you may have it.” you state with a smile.
The Scarlet Witch sneers and reaches out her hand, attempting to pull the book to her. But it remains still. “What? How are you doing this?!” she shouts, finding that her powers also fail to effect you.
“That is not your concern. What you need to know is what I want in return for the book.” you say. Wanda scowls and lowers her hands, “Fine.” she says.
“I want you Wanda.” you state simply. “Excuse me?” she asks. “You will be my servant. I want to own you and your power. Agree, and the book is yours.” you say as a parchment and pen apperates in front of Wanda.
“The only way to obtain the Darkhold is to become your slave?” the Scarlet Witch asks as she reads the contract, which basically says you own her mind, body, and soul for eternity. You only nod.
Wanda looks at you, then at the book, then the contract. She sighs, “So be it. Anything to have my children again.”. You watch as the Avenger takes the pen and signs her name. A circle appears at her feet and she screams in agony as a mark is burned into her neck.
Wanda then falls to her knees and pants, rubbing the mark on her neck and closing her eyes in defeat. “See was that so hard?” you ask as you toss the Darkhold at Wanda’s kneeling form. “No. It wasn’t, Master.” Wanda admits, the spell forcing her to address you in such a manner. “Now I have a task for you, my slave.” you say as you unfasten your belt. “What is…oh.” the chaos witch says as she sees your freed erection. You then