"My powers, they were not easy to come by," Wanda murmured as they started for the door. She was convinced that she probably wouldn't have survived the process without Pietro. She decided to ask what was special about Tuesdays later, because they emerged into the hallway and Wanda wanted to let Buffy concentrate, and let herself take a few breaths and ready herself for another -- bigger -- battle.
This was almost becoming a habit, and for some reason her thoughts turned to Clint Barton, and what he had said to her during her first battle with the Avengers.
She had gone through that door, she'd fought, and now she was still fighting. After the last year, it surprised her, but...
Her breath caught in her throat, hearing the scream, going to high alert, her heart pounding. It should become easier, she thought, but then Buffy kicked down the door and Wanda could do nothing but follow, admiring the other woman's boldness in the face of danger. She moved her hands to channel her energy, and held her head high, trying to match Buffy in projection of strength and confidence.
Her eyes swept the room, searching for exits, for anything in the room that would affect the fight, or that she could use...
Her gaze snagged on another pair of victims, bleeding in places and probably the ones who'd screamed, but they were clearly alive. She could feel their minds, in the way that she realized she couldn't clearly feel the vampires. It wasn't just...alien confusion. That was good to know.
The vampires weren't totally cowed by Buffy's quick kill, but they were a little wary, jostling against each other instead of any of them rushing in, and Wanda used the time to make a few changes to the layout of the room.
Victims first -- she blasted the vampires away from them -- strong, angry blasts, enough to send them tumbling even if it probably wasn't enough to hurt them. She could feel all the energy bubbling inside of her, and she let a little of it out, twisting it with her hands and with her mind until it streamed across the room and made a blazing circle of firestuff around the victims.
She hoped that would work, because the rest of the vampires were starting to move in now, and she quickly set up more sheets of fire -- not forgetting the heat -- to block them and channel them. It didn't seem like enough, so she brought some of the furniture flying to crash into the vampires, separating the front couple from the rest.
I can do this she thought to herself, and moved a little to the side to get a better angle, so that she could throw back any of them who came too quickly, and keep an eye out for any that might want to get away.
And then the vampires moved -- the ones in front were human in appearance, but they moved too quickly, too fluidly, too too inhumanly -- and it was all Wanda could do to stand firm, blasting the second one to slow her down and trusting Buffy to take care of the first. One at a time, that was all she had to do, as long as she could keep them contained, keep them from overwhelming Buffy...