𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓. All of the training that Fayre was putting Hestia through for her powers was making her not want to use them. Of course, she did want to learn how to use them properly and not be so afraid of hurting anyone; especially not the Avengers. They had been so kind to her with allowing her to stay with them and she didn't want to accidentally set one of them on fire.
The dark-haired girl stood on the opposing side of Fayre, who was asking her to concentrate her attacks against her. Hestia was hesitant to do it, seeing as she didn't want to hurt her. But Fayre explained to her that because of an accident in a lab way back after World War Two, she no longer aged. She was practically immortal and anything she did to her wouldn't harm her. At first, Hestia didn't believe her. Not until she threw her first ball of fire at her and hit her in the thigh.
And nothing happened.
Sure, Fayre received a burn from the fire, but she wasn't dead. Hestia felt relieved that she was alright, but she was still worried about hurting her. Out of all of the Avengers, Fayre had been the one who had helped her the most. Made her realize that she could be a hero if she truly wished to become one. And, at that moment, she was going closer and closer to the side of becoming a hero.
Because she didn't want anyone to be put through the kind of torture that she was put under. Otherwise, those assholes would have to deal with a very angry Hestia.
As Hestia was training with Fayre, she glanced over her shoulder and watched Peter and Mallory train with each other briefly. She pressed her lips together as her eyes flickered between the two of them. With her being distracted by the two younger Avengers, Fayre used her powers of gravity manipulation and threw her off of her feet. Hestia gasped as Fayre did this to her and gave her trainer a quick glare before she was thrown back down onto the mat.
Fayre ran her hands together as she glanced over to the two of them, before looking to Hestia again, "Jealous?"
"Wh― wait, wh―what?" Hestia replied to her hastily as she shook her head, "Of course, not! The two of them are obviously in a relationship and in love so it wouldn't be right of me to even try something. Plus, he probably doesn't even think anything of me, so it's best if I just stay in my own lane."
"Mmhmm, sure," Fayre replied to her, resting her hands on her hips. "Now, what have you learned from your training today?" For a few seconds, Hestia was quiet, causing Fayre to shake her head. "Earth to Hestia!" She snapped her fingers, earning Hestia's attention fully again. "What did you learn?"
"Oh, uhm," She muttered as she wiped the sweat off of her brow. "To always have my focus on my target before even attempting to use my powers to throw an attack at someone."
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Blood and Flames ― 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 ✓Fanfiction
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