Cops with Harley in tow.

Two police officers with Harley in they're arms squirming.

"I have rights to a lawyer!" She exclaimed.

"Sorry you have no rights here." The officer sneered as he looked at Wanda. "Where's your owner?"

Harley took a good look at Wanda and raised an eyebrow, this was another one like her?

"He's currently on the phone, work related." Wanda answered.

"... Fine, take her back." The officer pushed her forward. "Be sure to tell him to call if any other characters get out again." The officers left without another word.

Harley examined Wanda for a moment before crossing her arms. "You belong to that bastard too?" She asked.

Wanda snapped her head at Harley and glared as her eyes blazed red. "Call him that again and I'll tear your tongue out." She growled.

Harley blinked. "... How long have you been here?" She asked.

Wanda did not answer the clown woman as she went inside. "Come on."

Harley reluctantly followed.

Ethan sighed as he hung up, he looked behind him to see Wanda leading Harley back inside. "Ah I see you two met."

"Yeah....met..." Harley stepped away from Wanda who came up to him and kisses his lips. "I'll be in my room... Don't forget me." With that Wanda left to go upstairs.

"... That gal has issues." Harley didn't need her PhD to know about that.

"Yes but she only needs loving to heal her broken heart... She didn't tell you her name did she?" Harley shook her head.

"Well allow me to introduce myself, my name is Ethan Kenway, that there was Wanda Maximoff." He introduced himself and his first ****.

"... I'm really in a different world... Those coppers just used this weird spray thing and I couldn't move well for 5 minutes." Harley growled and crossed her arms.

"Yup, police are trained to deal with characters who are stronger then the average person." Ethan explained.

"... I'm not gonna call you Master or anything like that." Harley glared.

"We'll see, you don't really have that abusive asshole anymore." Ethan shrugged.

"MISTA J WAS PERFECT YOU SHIT HEAD!" Harley screamed, but her throat started to feel like it was being squeezed, what was this rest mist?

"Wanda.." Ethan called out, Harley stopped chocking and gasped for air, she looked at the stair to ser Wanda going back up.

"... I need to talk to her about easing up.." Ethan sighed, she was fine before but now she was getting overly obsessive, he needed to nullify her powers.

"Your gonna have to accept that he's dead and your now here." Ethan told her.

"Fuck you..." She growled as she rubbed her throat.

"... I'll take you to your room and let you think on this." He walked to the stairs and looked back to see her following him.

"What?" She glared.

Ethan didn't respond as he went upstairs and guided her to her room.

Harley entered and slammed the door of her new room once he showed her.

Now... To deal with Wanda.

Ethan walked to her room and knocked.