While never taking part herself, Vanya was usually around to see her siblings train. While their dad had made it very clear that she was not at all special, that didn't mean she couldn't be used to monitor the stopwatch so their dad's eyes were free to critique or observe. Whatever mundane task he didn't want to do, he could make Vanya do it for him.
For years she watched with interest and jealousy as her siblings developed their powers, some with more control than others, and the chosen few taking the coveted top six spots. She had no idea why she was Seven. At this point, she had stopped caring. Or at least that was what she told herself. Jealousy had turned to bitterness at this point, and Vanya did what she was told and forced herself not to think about it.
It was hard not to think about her siblings though. She knew which of her siblings had no problem with their powers, and which of them struggled. If you struggled, you didn't get dad's favor. If anyone in the house knew how hard that was, it was her.
Vanya had noticed the frustration growing in Derek that day. He still lacked control, and Vanya couldn't blame him. As far as she could tell, he was literally trying to control a wild animal that inhabited the same body as him at all times. That couldn't be easy.
After training had ended she debated back and forth about checking on him, eventually her concern for him winning out. He was one of the siblings she got along with after all. At the very least, she didn't think he'd slam the door in her face or tell her to go away.
When she reached his doorway, his head was in his hands. He probably already knew she was there though. Still, she knocked on the doorframe anyway. "Hey." she said gently, her gaze on the ground in front of him rather than on him. "You okay?"
Re: 2004 - Derek & Vanya - Still lacking control
For years she watched with interest and jealousy as her siblings developed their powers, some with more control than others, and the chosen few taking the coveted top six spots. She had no idea why she was Seven. At this point, she had stopped caring. Or at least that was what she told herself. Jealousy had turned to bitterness at this point, and Vanya did what she was told and forced herself not to think about it.
It was hard not to think about her siblings though. She knew which of her siblings had no problem with their powers, and which of them struggled. If you struggled, you didn't get dad's favor. If anyone in the house knew how hard that was, it was her.
Vanya had noticed the frustration growing in Derek that day. He still lacked control, and Vanya couldn't blame him. As far as she could tell, he was literally trying to control a wild animal that inhabited the same body as him at all times. That couldn't be easy.
After training had ended she debated back and forth about checking on him, eventually her concern for him winning out. He was one of the siblings she got along with after all. At the very least, she didn't think he'd slam the door in her face or tell her to go away.
When she reached his doorway, his head was in his hands. He probably already knew she was there though. Still, she knocked on the doorframe anyway. "Hey." she said gently, her gaze on the ground in front of him rather than on him. "You okay?"