Bonds
Amy woke to frantic knocking on her window. She blinked blearily at Prism as the girl kept knocking.
Not again.
She pulled herself out of bed, grabbed her overnight bag just in case and opened the window.
"Is it Bonesaw and Nilbog again? Please don't tell me they've made another attempt at a disco zombie virus?"
"It's Lung and Crawler. It still hasn't happened yet, but the thinker who picked it up says you need to leave now.
Amy sighed and grabbed her Panacea robe from beside the window. As she put it on Oni Lee came out of the shadows, grabbed Prism and teleported with her.
He teleported into three places, and then each of those three teleported, again and again, until Prism cut off her power, and several hundred Oni Lee's and Prism's all slammed back into two bodies.
Amy had never really understood how the Lee/Prism power interaction worked. The only person in her family who had a bond was Shielder, he had found an interstate ward named Shriek, who's sonic attacks could influence his shields, making them tougher and more malleable.
The boy had moved into the bay, and it was rare for the two of them not to stay up late, playing with their powers together. Last night Shielder had been elated at being able to 'trap' Shriek's vibrations, and then make his shield produce them at any point.
Lee reached out to touch Prism and Amy, and both found themselves in the desert.
"You... you really came?" Crawler boomed.
Crawler was a beast, at least ten stories high and shaped like something out of nightmare, his mouth had long since lost the ability to form coherent speech. His voice instead came from a mouth on his knee. Probably grown from sheer need to communicate.
Amy looked in confusion from the knee, to the face, and decided to address the knee. It was closer.
"You, um... you know there's a price right? I need you to promise."
"I promise. No going near any humans unless there's an Endbringer fight. Just like the woman in the hat and the little girl in a suit said. Please! Save him!"
Amy looked past the knee as a giant claw lifted Lung and shoved him across the sand. He was mostly human, scales had formed, only to be rapidly eaten away by Crawlers acid. Most of his legs were down to the bone, and his torso wasn't a lot better.
Amy shuddered as her fingers entered the slime, but it was organic, which meant she could neutralizer it and begin replacing lost flesh.
"I know I have to be careful with him in the mornings, I didn't mean to spit quite that much acid..."
"I need some biomass." Amy said.
"Right." Crawler raised a tendril tipped with a glittering gray blade and drove it into his flesh, tearing out a chunk that was healed almost as soon as it was gone.
Amy reached out for the chunk of flesh and used it to create a new heart, some lungs, a bit more spine...
Lung's regeneration took it from there. New, scaled flesh flowing over his lower body and beginning to form the stumps of legs.
"We should get out of here before they get started. Goodbye Crawler, we'll leave you to it." Prism said.
Lee nodded in acceptance, and they began their power interaction again. A dozen brightly costumed girls clasped hands with a dozen black clad men in Oni masks, before collapsing into dust.
And then Amy was back home. Staring after the two of them.
It was tough, for those parahumans who didn't find someone to bond with. Matchmaker didn't get around to everyone, and studies showed that parahumans without bonds were severely prone to violence and irrational urges for conflict.
Even the rest of New Wave had their 'sky dance.' Which mainly involved the flying members throwing the non-flying members about in a pattern while everyone tried to create a light display. It wasn't a real bond, it didn't involve a power interaction and it didn't make everyone involved more powerful, but at least it was something.
Something a squishy little healer couldn't be a part of.
Well... back to wracking her brains for a way to create some sort of power interaction with her sister, Amy decided.
Then she saw the Matchmaker, a bright, golden man flying low and carrying someone.
Seeing the Matchmaker wasn't always a good thing. He paired people based on their powers, not on any sort of personal preference. The last time he had been in Brocktown Bay he had paired the vigilante Shadow Stalker with the villain Fog.
It went the way most such meeting did. They briefly tried to kill each other. They discovered their power interaction. They negotiated a bit, because who didn't like an increase in power and options? Slowly they were drawn to each other, developing something that went beyond normal human connections.
They'd killed three independent villains and one independent hero, and were still at large despite the desperation the E88 had shown in hunting down their lost member.
"Everyone! Wake up! Matchmaker is here!" Amy yelled.
It would be perfect if he was bringing someone who's power matched with one of her parents. Someone to make Brandish loosen up would be great. Or someone who could cheer up Flashbang. And if he then looked at her and Victoria and gave her a little shove in her sisters direction...
Victoria poked her head out the window, then levered it up and flew out. Flashbang came out the door, and Brandish was yelling something from the shower when Matchmaker alighted.
He felt sad, lost and lonely. His face was impassive, chiseled from stone, but what he was
feeling was broadcast for all to hear. Eternally pairing powers, but never finding anyone to match his own.
He laid a thin, tall girl down on the grass at Amy's feet, and she immediately knelt down and touched the sleeping girls wrist.
Abrasions to her fingers, chemicals in her bloodstream indicating a lot of recent severe stress. Some sort of dampening effect was keeping her asleep, probably something from Matchmaker that would fade soon. Likely a recent trigger.
Then Amy actually looked at the girl, and gently pulled a used tampon from her hair.
(A brief crack AU where Scion decided he likes the bonds fairly early in the piece, and goes around pairing any two parahumans with a potential power interaction. Also, yes I blatantly stole the Lung/Crawler pairing from Wake)