Burn

Chapter ten: Confabulation

I am hopping this chapter satiates some of your hunger. 

With one day until their extraction to California, Addie found herself once again in the gym, sometime after dinner. She was facing Wanda in a one on one combat, their hair already sweaty, their clothes sticking to their bodies. She was taking it easy this time; easier than the other times she had roughly fought with the girl. There was no use in throwing herself harshly into the fight. If she was made to improve, she would in due time.

"Have you given more thoughts to California?" Wanda asked, breathless. She threw a rough punch, easily evaded by the other girl.

"What is there to give more thoughts to?" Addie asked. They tumbled some more, roughly scuffling, grunts and groans falling from their mouths. Wanda had an advantage being slightly smaller than Addison, yet the latter was very fast and rapid, her punches quick and baffling.

"I meant to say," Wanda breathed, "we should think about how we're going to work together, if anything happens."

Addie shrugged, which gave Wanda an open door to take her down. The brunette hit the ground with a loud thud, her skull making breathtaking contact with the floor. She groaned loudly, her eyes closed, little lights exploding behind her lids. "I think we can just do what we practiced the other day."

When Addison got to her feet, she saw the red crimson ribbons of magic seeping from Wanda's hands. Her fingers curled, claw-like, as she made her way gently around the other girl. "I still can't believe how well it mingles," Wanda huffed, her magic reaching out until it patted against Addison's flesh.

Addison sighed yet nonetheless, like last night, she let her electricity fall from the hold she usually had on it. Bolts slowly dotted her skin like a web, the electric blue color illuminating her features, her fingertips zapping with burning hot lightning. She let the electricity run along the span of her body, but she collected enough to hold in the palm of her hand. The glittering sphere shone in her irises, and as she rose her eyes, she spotted a lone figure leaning in the doorway.

Wanda's magic had mingled well enough with Addie's electricity to let Steve know what was going on. He frowned so deeply that his face became unrecognizable. He slowly made his way to where they were standing, breathless, sweaty, and full of violent purple electricity and magic.

"What the hell," he muttered.

"Language."

Addie's smile was so strained and forced that Steve could not hold back his laughter. He continued to watch them, frozen as if caught red-handed, their powers melted into each other. "This is a sight to take in," he said, a disturbed smirk on his lips.

"We were going to tell you," Wanda muttered, her big blue eyes round and innocent. "We just had to figure it out first."

"Show me what you got, girls," he laughed, his face still somewhat disturbed by what he was seeing.

Wanda turned her stare to Addie, her eyes questioning and still so beautifully blue. Addie raised her electricity, the glowing sphere in her hand growing in size. She powered it with enough energy so that it glowed and burned slowly, rising inches from her palm, the air around it shimmering with heat. "She can easily propel her own electricity," Wanda started, "but I can help dissipate it."

"And I can charge her own power to make it ten times more deadly," Addie added, a satisfied smile on her face when the lights flickered overhead. "Instead of just moving things with her mind, she can also fry them or charge them. Then I can make them Kaboom."

The little violet sphere in her palm moved, becoming less of a ball and more of a pool of energy. The more Wanda stretched it out, the more the electricity became like a web of violet sparks, growing around their heads, charged and dangerous. "I can hear and see all that she can when she let's her power out," Wanda said, her voice struggling slightly. "I can span her energy into molecular form, spreading it through the air, making her power more deadly if she chose to."