Even The Darkest Night (The silent little blonde girl)
Title: Even The Darkest Night (The silent little blonde girl)
Author: greyslostwho
Pairing: Decidedly P/O.
Rating: High PG
Summary: Peter and Olivia in another of those AUs that are sprouting out everywhere, slightly ambiguous.
Spoilers: None, not really.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
They had been partnered at the respective ages of four and seven, both being classed as “difficult” cases. In the trial bunkers, the scientists would ponder how Peter could prove so unresponsive when his father had been the instigator of the whole whole operation. In the haphazard shelters were the rescued children who had no one else were taken, the charitable workers wondered about the little blonde girl who wouldn’t talk to a soul, but seemed to have some incredible quality about her.
It happened completely by accident. One of the shelter workers brought the silent little blonde girl down to the lab for tests when she’d started a few minimal fires, and one of the scientists was checking Peter over for the last time, knowing they couldn’t discharge him because of who his father had been, but preparing to give up on ever making him one of them. They’d send him somewhere where they made the useless ones useful, probably. To the kitchens, or to the schools.
One of the men was trying to usher Peter away, muttering something about failure under his breath. The doctor was trying to take a blood sample from the little girl. At the same moment, the pair of them looked up, fear shining out of their eyes, and those eyes fused together in a moment. All the meters taking various readings from the girl peaked at the same moment, and the scientists in the observation chamber watched in horror as the man holding Peter and the doctor simultaneously erupted into flames. After the smoke cleared, and the scientists were beginning to make some sense of the readings on the screens, they saw the boy and the girl, standing side by side, both untouched by the flames. They watched incredulously as she let Peter reach out and touch her hand.
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Bell and the others had big plans for them, after they’d begun to understand it. Olivia, the name they’d given to the unknown little rescue child, she held all the power. Alongside pyrokinesis they detected telekinesis and a small degree of telepathy among her talents. But the big winner, the trait that made the ZFT board sit up and actually begin to believe in themselves again was her shield. She was able to deactivate anyone within a certain radius, depending on power and proximity, to different degrees. Bell hypothesised that if she learnt the appropriate control she might be able to deactivate powers without their being any outward sign, in perfect secrecy.
The ZFT had just found their perfect weapon.
The boy was equally important. He seemed not only to be able to access all of Olivia’s powers through her, but also the powers of those she deactivated, if he was standing beside her, fighting with her. Their telepathic connection was unlike anything they’d ever seen, and every single board member was thanking their lucky stars they’d found these two this young, before they could even begin to develop minds of their own - because they were more powerful than the rest of them put together. Outside Olivia’s power radius, Peter was useless, inside it, he was priceless. Not to mention the friendship that seemed to have formed between them, trust without thought. Bell ordered their partnership immediately.