Lizzy's voice cracked through the warehouse like a whip. "What the hell!" She jerked her wrists forward just as Theo burned through the last of the ropes, the singed fibers curling into ash at their feet. Smoke still clung to the air around him, faint orange embers flickering along his fingertips before he snuffed them out with a frustrated swipe.
"Have you lost your damn mind? We could have hurt you!" Lizzy snapped, pushing herself to her feet so fast the chair scraped loudly across the concrete. Her eyes were wide — not just angry, but shaken.
Davina didn't flinch. She stood a few feet away, arms crossed, breathing steady despite the adrenaline still humming under her skin. "In case you already forgot," she said, her tone cool and maddeningly calm, "I'm the one who won this fight."
A soft shift of movement came from behind her. Sebastian stepped out of the shadows, silent as ever, the dim light catching the edge of his jaw and the ski mask still dangling from his hand.
Theo's expression hardened. "How did you figure it out?" His voice dropped into that serious, clipped tone he used when he was trying not to show he was embarrassed.
Davina shrugged. "I hate to say it, but you two are pretty sloppy for heroes." She tilted her head, studying them. "I realized the second a cameraman zoomed in on your face during your earlier fight."
Lizzy blinked, stunned. "So what was the point of all this? To get back at us for lying to you?"
"That's one reason." Davina's gaze sharpened. "I also wanted to see what you were capable of. Turns out… not much."
Theo bristled. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means," Davina said, stepping closer, "I thought I came here so you could help me. But it turns out it's the opposite. You two need my help."
The twins exchanged a look — defensive, confused, and just a little wounded. Davina didn't let up.
"You're sloppy. You can fight, sure, but you rely on your abilities as your main weapon. And there will come a day when that won't be enough." She handed the ski mask to Sebastian without breaking eye contact. "When that day comes, you'll lose. Or worse."
Theo's jaw tightened. "And what exactly can you do about it?"
Davina didn't hesitate. "I'm going to teach you how to fight," she said, voice low and certain. "Without using your powers."
The warehouse fell silent — the kind of silence that meant everything was about to change.
The weeks blurred together into a rhythm of bruises, sweat, and stubborn pride.
Week One —
She swept Theo's legs out from under him before he even finished complaining about the hour. He hit the mat with a thud that echoed through the warehouse.
"Your stance is garbage," she said, circling him. "You rely on fire to keep people back. Without it, you're wide open."
Lizzy lunged at her from behind, quick and fluid — but Davina caught her wrist, twisted, and pinned her to the ground in one smooth motion.
"You too. Water gives you range. Without it, you hesitate."
The twins exchanged a look — annoyed, embarrassed, but determined.
By the end of the week, their arms were covered in purple bruises, their pride dented, and their respect for Davina growing in ways neither wanted to admit.
Week Two —
- Sprints until their lungs burned.
- Push-ups until their arms shook.
- Drills until their legs felt like concrete.
Theo collapsed on the mat one afternoon, sweat dripping off his chin. "Heroes don't train this hard."
Davina dropped a bottle of Tylenol onto his stomach, surprising him. "Real ones do."
Lizzy, panting beside him, muttered, "I hate her."
But when Davina wasn't looking, Lizzy adjusted her stance exactly the way Davina had corrected earlier. And Theo mirrored the footwork she'd drilled into him.
They were learning — even if they'd never admit it out loud.
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Week Three —
No powers. No shortcuts.
Theo swung first, fast and frustrated. Davina slipped under his punch, hooked his arm, and sent him tumbling.
"Stop trying to overpower me," she said. "Outthink me! Strength isn't the only way to win a fight"
Lizzy tried next — precise, calculating — but Davina read her like a book, redirecting every strike.
"You're predictable," Davina said. "Fix that."
By the end of the week, the twins were landing hits. Not many, but enough to make Davina nod in approval.
Sebastian watched from the sidelines, arms crossed, a small smirk tugging at his mouth. "They're getting better."
Davina didn't look at him. "They have to."
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Week Four —
Theo feinted high while Lizzy swept low. Davina blocked the first strike but stumbled on the second. It was the first time they'd knocked her off balance.
They froze, shocked.
Davina grinned — a real one, rare and sharp. "Finally."
Something shifted then. The tension between them softened. The resentment faded. They weren't just training anymore — they were rebuilding something they'd lost.
On the last night of training, the three of them sat on the warehouse roof, legs dangling over the edge, city lights flickering below.
Theo nudged her shoulder. "You know… you're kind of terrifying."
Lizzy added, "But you made us better. A lot better."
Davina shrugged, staring out at the skyline. "You'll need it."
Lizzy exchanged a glance with Theo — the kind that meant they'd already made a decision.
Theo leaned forward. "so Lizzy and I have been discussing..."
Lizzy nodded. "you have all the skills and knowledge to become a hero."
Davina turned toward them, confused. "why would I become a hero?"
Theo smirked. "why not?."
"You don't think we haven't heard you and Sebastian?" Said Lizzy. "Saying things like how you want to be more than just the girl who survived a mass murder?" She questioned. "I'm not a hero" Davina said. "I don't have any ability to use and honestly..." She hesitated for a second. "Honestly even if I did I don't deserve to be one"
"You know what happened isn't your fault right?" Theo asked. Davina turned off the edge and stood up on the roof. "You weren't there, you don't know what happened" she said. "Maybe if Welson had a hero you wouldn't have been put into that situation" Lizzy told her. Davina froze.
Than she thought for a moment Lizzy was right. Welson didn't have a hero of its own. A hero to protect the people from psychopaths like Lucifer.
That was the moment she made a decision.
She wouldnt just stand idly by and let what happened to her happen to anyone else.
And if no one else would step up to protect the people.
Than she would.
TO BE CONTINUED