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The next morning after breakfast Keith, Lance, Allura, Romelle, and Hunk followed Pidge up a set of stairs Lance hadn’t seen before. The others were busy with school preparations, but Pidge managed to drag the five of them with them. They came to a stop outside a room. “The rooms along this hall are where we practice our magic, so come on witch boy, show us what you’ve got.”
The six of them walked into the room, it was actually quite big, with bleacher like seats lining two of the walls. Lance walked to the middle of the room, while the others took seats around him. “Uh, so I haven’t had any magic training, lessons, whatever you call it, so I don’t really know what I’m doing.”
Hunk gave him an encouraging smile. “It’s fine, just show us what you can do.”
Lance shot him a thankful look and took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused on bringing his sparks to dance around his fingers. To his surprise though, when he opened his eyes, there weren’t just sparks. Full sized people danced around the living room, more spilling from his fingertips to join the first dancers. When he looked around, everyone had looks of surprise on their faces, even Keith who then whispered to him. “You didn’t say you could do this.”
“I couldn’t, they’re usually just little and dance on my hands, not this.”
Lance lent over to touch one of the light people, only to be pulled into a rapid salsa around the room. Laughter spilled from his mouth as he was spun around and around the room. When he was released, he collapsed to the floor breathless. The characters started to fade as Lance stopped concentrating on them, they continued spinning until they had completely disappeared.
“Ok, what the fuck? Didn’t you say you had no training?” Pidge asked incredulously.
“I haven’t. I literally didn’t know a was a witch until Keithy boy over here turned up in my room a couple of weeks ago.”
Everyone stared at Lance suspiciously. Allura walked over to him and put her hands on either side of Lance’s head. “Uhm, Allura, what are you doing?”
“I’m looking back through your memories.”
Lance squirmed trying to get out of her hold, “Oh my god please don’t!”
“Are you hiding something?”
“Yes? My childhood had some very fucking embarrassing moments and I would rather not have you know.”
Allura was silent for a moment, pressing firmly on the sides of Lance’s head, “The incident with that cow does seem very embarrassing.”
Lance groaned.
Allura was soon finished, confirming the fact Lance had in fact had no previous magical training leaving the room in shock. Hunk looked over at him studiously, “How did you do that then?”
“I honestly don’t know, the people have never been the big before and they never left my hands.”
Pidge gasped, “So you could always make the people?”
“It was just sparks, for a little while but then they turned to people when I practiced.”
“We need to talk to Alfor about his.” Pidge said to Allura
“Wait seriously, is this a bad thing?” Lance asked.
“Hell no, this is amazing! Hardly anyone has this kind of power, and since you’re linked to Keith your powers combined will be insane!”
“They’re right, Keith is very powerful as well.”
The six of them headed up to Alfor’s office in silence before Romelle piped up, “Does that mean Rachel will be like this too?”
“I literally have never seen her powers and I’ve known her my entire life, so I have no clue. Can you call her up here with your mind link thingy?”
“I can try.”
Romelle stilled and a white film glossed over her eyes. A few minutes passed before the Cuban girl joined them at the top of the stairs and Romelle’s eyes turned back to normal. Rachel walked over to them. “Ok that was pretty fucking cool.”
“What happened?” Lance asked.
“So basically, I heard Romelle’s voice telling me to come to you guys and then a map appeared, and I could see where she was and a line showing me the quickest way to her. Why did you need me though?”
“Turns out Lance is pretty fucking powerful so we thought since you guys are twins you might be too.” Romelle replied.
Pidge chimed in, “Before we go up, maybe we should use one of the practice rooms to check.”
“I’m down for that,” Lance grabbed Rachel’s arm and started dragging her back to the hallway. “Come on twinny!”
“If you call me that one more time, you will be in pain for a very long time.”
"Twinny..."
The group ended up back in the room they were before, arranging themselves in a similar fashion. Rachel stood in the middle of the room where Lance was before, “So what do I do?”
“Just kind of focus on your magic and try to release it.” Lance explained.
“Ok…”
Rachel closed her eyes and stood still. They all watched in awe as her hair started to raise above her head in a fan like position, electricity crackling through the air. When she opened her eyes, they were glowing a blinding white. Rachel clapped her hands and white light aggressively burst from her hands heading directly towards them all in a shockwave fashion. The last thing Lance heard before everything went black was Keith’s scream, echoing through every part of him.