AN: Magic!au. Note: Scott can fly/manipulate air and create storms. Gordon can manipulate water and talk to aquatic creatures. John is a healer and can summon light. Virgil is telekinetic. Alan-well, read on.
Inspired by the prompt: "He stared at his hand in wonder as the fire pressed against his skin, blazing bright blue."
Fire in the Soul
Alan gets the surprise of his life.
"Uh," Alan said, eyes wide. "Scotty–"
Scott grinned. "So you're our firebug," he quipped, soaring over to land gently at his youngest brother's side. "See what you can do with it."
Alan thought a moment, then raised his palm and blew gently across his fingers. Streams of blue flame shot across the deck, only to fall into the pool with a hiss. "Wow," he breathed. Then he straightened and whirled, aiming a finger at the hot dog Gordon was just about to shove into his mouth. The bun immediately burst into flame, and Gordon shrieked and dropped it on the concrete.
"Dammit, Al! You nearly singed my eyebrows off!" Gordon's hand flashed out and pulled a sparkling stream from the pool, effectively dousing the flaming sausage, but having little effect on his temper. He grabbed up the platter of cold hot dogs and marched up to Alan. "You think you're so smart, you're on grill duty now."
Alan laughed. "Okay." He swiped his fingers across the hot dogs, leaving behind dark, smoking stripes and sizzling meat. "Is that better?"
"Hell yeah it is!" Gordon retrieved a bun from the table and folded it around a hot dog, then took a bite. "Not bad," he mumbled around the mouthful.
Virgil gestured to the platter, which lifted from Gordon's hands and settled back onto the table. "Let's put these someplace safer than in the hands of our walking vacuum cleaner," he said, chuckling. "John, you about got those torches going?"
With a ball of golden light hovering over his shoulder, the second-born stuck the last tiki torch into the sand with a grunt. He surveyed his work, then dissolved the light with a snap of his fingers. "I think this is your cue, Alan."
"Yeah!" Alan jumped onto a chair so he could see the semi-circle of torches on the beach, then raised a hand and swept it from right to left. With a cry of triumph, he watched as each torch burst into a cheery flame.