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"Don't worry, Adrian, your secret is safe with me." Lydia stretched a bit. "I don't even have anyone to tell, and I can understand how tough it would be..." She tipped her head back, watching him get out of the jacuzzi. Moment lost. Sort of. Agh... His words brought a blush across her face and she turned her face towards the far wall, letting him leave without stopping him. Smooth as fuck, Adrian. Completely smooth. I am absolute putty for hearing stuff like that. Lydia closed her eyes, getting lost in her thoughts. Ughhh, I am gonna make a mistake here. He's a stepping stone on my path to victory. You don't fantasize about the stepping stones. She got out of the jacuzzi as well, deciding she'd go take a nap or something. Maybe he's right. Maybe I do need to find a dick.

The next morning, Lydia was sleeping soundly in her bed when she felt something sliding up her leg. She sat up with a start, kicking and screaming at it. The sound echoed through the room and she froze when she realized the whole room was filled with thick, creeping vines that trailed along the ground and up the walls, and wrapped around her bedframe... and was currently trying to wrap around her leg. She kicked at it before stumbling to her feet. She tried to get into her closet to get dressed but the vines had sealed it shut. She was wearing a skimpy sleep tanktop and her shortest, comfiest sleep shorts. If anyone makes a comment about my sleepwear, I'll kill them. She made it to the bedroom door and threw it open, stumbling into the hallway. "What the fuck is going on?" she yelled down the hall, hoping someone would hear her. The whole hallway, probably most of the house, even, was covered in these creeping vines that moved slowly, inching up the walls and onto the counters and threaded their way delicately around barstools. "This better not be someone's idea of a fucking joke."
"I always imagined that nice happy little family scenario. A mom that stays at home and cooks and cares about her kids, and a dad that works too much and comes home and tells us he loves us, and a snotty little brother or sister who acts like they're better than me but still cares. I used to think this little brother I never had looked up to me, but we still got in fights all the time because he felt like he had to prove it. I'd act like I hated him but still beat up anyone who hurt him. I haven't thought about this childish memory for years. Since I got my powers and entered high school. Decided I wanted to carve out my name on the plane of existence, my way... Kind of embarrassing to talk about but you embarrassed yourself plenty last night." Lydia thought absently a moment before smirking a bit. "You should have seen my mom's face when that high school recruitment rep came to our house. 'My little girl has powers?...' She looked like she'd been cold-clocked. She didn't even know, even though I'd had them for five years."
"I could see how that would be a problem." Lydia nodded. "We just have to graduate for sure then. I mean, if your sister fights anything like you, I don't want to fight two of you." She gave him a small smile. "And I don't know about your situation, yours and your sister's, but I can't imagine that she dislikes or distrusts you. When you were upset about the two heroes tagteaming her... it sounded to me like you didn't trust her to be able to take care of herself in the arena. Which is clearly not the case. She's number three. She's taken her share of damage and knows what she's doing." Lydia reached for her waterbottle. "I'm kind of envious. I always wondered what it was like to have a brother or sister. Or to be wanted. Although, you make it sound like having a sibling is pretty tough."
Could I be changed to RadioActivity, please?
Lydia listened carefully, registering a small shock of surprise when he said that his sister was at the school. "Your sister? So power runs in your family then." Lydia looked up at him, surprised. "I kind of wish I'd went yesterday then..." she thought a moment, before looking over at him. "Shifter? Let's see.. oh. Your sister is the number three ranked Junior hero, then. That's impressive. You must be really proud of her." She smiled, stretching a bit. "The heroes' fights are really different than the villains' fights... they want us to be able to fight laterally... or something... and they're not as vicious. I don't know. But if she's your sister, I have no doubt she'll rise to the top."
Lydia laughed at Adrian's eagerness, and she settled down into the water while he was gone, closing her eyes and relaxing in the water. It was all true then. He did look at my eyes when I said that, and the rest of me when I said... she smiled a bit, thinking to herself. He was definitely cute... She supposed she could loosen up at least once... She looked up when he slipped down into the water, and she closed her eyes. "It's nice, isn't it?..." she reached for her water bottle. "It's divine after all the running and lifting I did today..." she took a long drink of the water before putting her arms up on the back of the jacuzzi, tipping her head up towards the ceiling. "So. Who was this super important person you were going to see?"

Willow seemed surprised. "Oh. Dillon? Sorry. I'm used to Steelia getting mad when I use her real name. My name's Joshua." He hesitated before getting more determined. "I'm the partner of Steelia. No. LYDIA." he said in a more defiant tone. "... I definitely won't hesitate to come talk to you. I appreciate it. It's nice to have someone here to talk to. I was about to lose my mind," he said, a little embarrassed. He walked over to the couch and sunk down on it. "Feels like heaven, this couch." he closed his eyes. "... I can still see that horror when I close my eyes..." he murmured under his breath.
Lydia laughed a little. "We have unresolved sexual tension, and that I have pretty eyes." She leaned back. "Oh. And that if you'd known how good I looked in a swimsuit, you'd have gotten in the jacuzzi all the time. It's pretty funny now. You were so genuine about it. It was kind of charming." She looked up at him. "... Why don't you get in here?" she leaned back a bit. "We can talk about whatever's bothering you about the matches today."

"I'm worried they'll just laugh at me. We're kind of... honestly, we're unimportant to them, and they're just going to think I'm being a baby about it..." Willow breathed into the flower again, before letting it go and it bounced back and disappeared. He got to his feet slowly. "I... I just know I'm going to have nightmares about this..." he took a deep breath, finally calming himself down. He felt silly when he realized he'd never been introduced to this girl he was speaking to. "Thank you for talking to me. I feel better. I'll go talk to them in a bit, once I stop shaking. Oh. Yeah. By the way, hi. I'm Willow. We've never met. Metallica, right?"
Lydia used the ladder to climb out of the water, walking over to the towel rack, rubbing it through her hair first. "Last night, you told me that I had better breasts, but she had the better ass... Which is okay. You know. I exercise a lot, so... I could have expected that." She wrapped the towel around her chest, before she picked up her water, taking a drink of it. She walked over to the jacuzzi, removing her towel and slipping down into it. Her arms and legs were already sore, she could only imagine what they would be like tomorrow.

"I... I don't know. I think that's what I saw." Willow put his phone away. "I... I don't remember seeing much. I don't think I did see much. I could hear... retching and... then I remember seeing the body come rolling, blood and... organs..." he gestured at himself. "And vomit, all over her face. She looked dead. The medics came and took her, immediately. The moment I saw her. I... I asked around, she was alive. She comforted me. Isn't that so embarrassing?" Willow choked back a sound before reaching for the flower, taking in deep breaths from it again. "She comforted me, saying that she was okay. It was enevitable, and that she had only fought because it was something I needed to see... I didn't have her name in the records, this girl. The announcers didn't seem to know who she was, but she was their number three. When they announced her... they said, 'who is this'."
“Mm. Running calms me. Usually. When I’m upset and I can’t pummel whatever’s made me mad, I run.” Lydia removed her hairtie, setting it next to her water bottle. Her hair tumbled down onto her shoulders. She dipped under the water, before pushing her hair out of her face. “My exercising went terribly. I hit a wall. I’m sure this isn’t the extent of my powers but hell if I can figure out what else I can do.” she closed her eyes. “I’m working my inferior-to-Dillon’s ass off, but I can’t make any progress.” She stopped splashing to help him concentrate. She wasn’t in it to swim anyway. Not that she could.

Willow looked up at her, letting go of the flower and it shrunk back into his hair again. “Yes. Well, I don’t know.” he hesitated. “I… I’d never seen the villain matches before. You guys went to the hero side so I thought I should… Are they all… like that?” his voice had reduced to a whisper. “I just saw… sort of… someone… I don’t remember what happened. I just know their stomach was exploded out, all the way out. Organs and blood.” He looked down at his phone, picking it up. “I don’t remember, but I think… this girl did it. I think she’s number one now because I left myself a note.” He held up his phone with Void’s picture. “Is that how villain matches are? I’ll never go to another one. Everyone was cheering…”
Lydia came home after spending another hour or so exercising and she walked into the kitchen, making some orange water, drinking it on her way back to her room. She was still covered in sweat and a thin layer of dust. She changed her clothes into her swimsuit and swimshorts, which were still damp from the night before. She headed down to the pool, hearing that the house was silent. She assumed no one was home. Entering the pool and jacuzzi area, she hesitated, seeing Adrian sitting there. “... If you’re going to be next to the pool, at least get in it.” At least someone’s here in case it’s too deep and I fall in. She tossed her hair, deciding to mostly ignore him. She walked over to the pool and hesitated. She had no idea of how deep it was. Setting down her orange water, she climbed down using the ladder, very carefully lowering a foot down, to touch the bottom. The slightly heated water managed to cool her down easily. She realized she could touch bottom and she let go of the ladder and started splashing her arms. “... How’d your all-important match go?”

Willow entered the house, shutting the door behind him, leaning on it. He slid down until he was sitting in front of it, closing his eyes. He reached behind him, pulling a flower out from his hair, a cream colored flower, breathing the scent of it in and out to calm his body and ease his stomach. He held up his phone, glancing at it briefly, before setting it down next to him, closing his eyes and wanting to forget what he had seen.
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