Beautiful Chaos

{part three | chapter eight}

Lilith knew that Scott was shrunk down inside her father's suit by now, deismantiling the thechnology. She could hear him speaking through her earpiece. 

"Oh you're gonna need to take this to the shop," She heard him say. She laughed as if the situation wasn't so extreme. She saw Peter holding up a piece of the airwalk and nodded towards him, telling Wanda to help him out.

"He's on the other team," She said skeptically. 

"We're all on the same team," Lilith said, "Just having a disagreement. He's a good kid." She tacked on the last part when Wanda shot her another unsure glance. 

"If you say so." Her magic wrapped around the hunk of metal and lifted it off of the boy's hands and shoulders. He sighed with relief and waved greatfully at Wanda as she dropped the airwalk a few feet behind him.

"Hey! Thanks, Captain America dropped that on me. It was starting to get heavy."

"No problem kid. Hey, how strong are you exactly?"

"Ten tons is my limit, I think. No big deal though. I'm a... I'm a man." His voice cracked on the word 'man', a sure sign of his young age, and he coughed with embarrassment.

"Impressive," Lilith smirked. 

"Thanks. Oh! Hey, I'm Peter!" He stuck his hand out towards Wanda. She hesitated for a moment before stepping foreward and hugging him tightly for a moment before awkwardly patting his head and backing away.

"Oh, she's a hugger," Peter laughed. Lilith just shrugged. 

"Sorry," Wanda apologised, "I'm... You reminded me of someone. I haven't seen him in a while and..."

"Hey," Peter interrupted, "I get it, believe me... I do."

"So, I see we're all traumatized," Lilith commented and they all laughed. Truly forgetting the severity of the situation for a moment, "Well, that was a nice laugh but," Lilith started.

"We've got to kick your ass now," Wanda finished for her.

"Alright, fair enough." Peter slung a couple webs and zipped away from their reach, but Wanda caught him mid-air and pulled him back down to the ground.

"That was really cool," Peter wheezed, the air knocked out of him, "But ow..."

"We're going easy on you kid!" 

"Alright, I'm getting up! You just dropped me from fifteen feet in the air, gimme a break."

"Okay," Lilith grinned mischievously, "You want that break in your femur or your ribs?"

"Neither!" Peter sprung up and dodged another of Wanda's attacks. 

"Are you just here to make snarky comments or do want to maybe help me?"

Lilith shrugged at Wanda and unsheather her swords, "I guess I could help." She flipped her swords around in a cricle, warming up her wrists for a fight.

"This," Peter said, "Is mildly concerning."

"Mildly?" Lilith laughed. She tapped the toe of her boot on the ground bfore kicking straight out in front of her. When she did, something silver whizzed past Peter's head and he flinched, grabbing onto his ear.

"What the heck was that!?" Lilith tapped her boot three times on the concrete and another silver disk ejected itself from the heel of her combat boot.

"Another blade," She smiled, holding it up, "Sorry about your ear."

"I'm fine," Peter said, gazing at the disk in awe.

Lilith looked towards Wanda proudly, "I call them Quicksilvers."