«We Could Be Legends»

[cathloveydovey]

Toby saw the fight going on and turned to Misty and River. He pulled off their handcuffs with surprising speed. He grabbed one of the guards guns and shot him in the head with it. A mix between disgust and terror crossed his face when he realized he just killed someone. He started shooting at the guards, taking his time to get aim at their head and shoot.

River ripped her muzzle off, then grabbed her gun, shooting guards left and right. "Stay away from my son!"

Misty tore off her muzzle and dashed directly into the fighting, cutting down guards as she ran towards the group. She spotted her son Zion and her daughter Delilah in her fox form in Zion's arms, unmoving. A surge of utter rage coursed through every cell in her body and she took it out on the guards as she stabbed her sword through their skulls, still racing after her children. She made careful sure to avoid her allies bullets and the enemies, the smell of blood filled her nose and drove her even more, to keep killing. This time she had more than enough reason to kill these people, they hurt her children.
Misty roared in rage and cut down the last few guards, crimson blood dripping from the tip of her sword. She looked down at herself and saw she was splattered with blood, she sighed and ran up to her kids. She grabbed Zion and embraced him tightly, nuzzling his face. "I was so worried Zion, Im so sorry you got into this," she murmured quickly.
"Let me see your sister."
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Zion placed his sister on the ground, making sure her fur wasnt near the pool of blood next to them. He watched his mother with worry as she examined Delilah.
"I think she overdosed on whatever drug was in the darts they used to knock us out. I just dont know how to get her to wake up." Zion whispered.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Misty tore off her muzzle and dashed directly into the fighting, cutting down guards as she ran towards the group. She spotted her son Zion and her daughter Delilah in her fox form in Zion's arms, unmoving. A surge of utter rage coursed through every cell in her body and she took it out on the guards as she stabbed her sword through their skulls, still racing after her children. She made careful sure to avoid her allies bullets and the enemies, the smell of blood filled her nose and drove her even more, to keep killing. This time she had more than enough reason to kill these people, they hurt her children.
Misty roared in rage and cut down the last few guards, crimson blood dripping from the tip of her sword. She looked down at herself and saw she was splattered with blood, she sighed and ran up to her kids. She grabbed Zion and embraced him tightly, nuzzling his face. "I was so worried Zion, Im so sorry you got into this," she murmured quickly.
"Let me see your sister."
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Zion placed his sister on the ground, making sure her fur wasnt near the pool of blood next to them. He watched his mother with worry as she examined Delilah.
"I think she overdosed on whatever drug was in the darts they used to knock us out. I just dont know how to get her to wake up." Zion whispered.

Toby saw someone aim a gun at Misty's turned back. As the person shot at her, Toby jumped in front. The bullet hit him in the stomach. He stumbled backwards, clutching at his stomach. He killed the person who shot him, and looked around. Nobody noticed he was hurt, luckily. His black sweater hid the blood. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as he would have thought.

 

[Thing2]

Peter glanced up and quickly looked back down again. Please don't try to talk to me. Please don't try to talk to me... He shifted uncomfortably and rubbed his arm.

Camilla glanced at him. "I'm uh, Camilla. You are?"

"Really? Well, I bet you weren't finding information on a super secret evil agency that kidnaps people before." Grace replied, her crooked grin only growing larger. She didn't seem phased at all that Jessi had stolen cars before.

"Yep, really. I was fourteen when I first stole moms car. I was doing good driving it until I crashed it into a telephone pole. She was so mad." Jessi said, laughing. "Nope, no real secret missions, unfortunately. What about you, have you ever stolen a car before?"

Frick. "Peter.. Carter." He replied quickly, looking up at her. He gave her a small, shy smile and looked back at his hands. Of course, you have to make everything awkward.

"Oh, full names. Camilla Darcy Fleur here." Camilla said, giving an amused smirk at his awkwardness.

"I'm Brisa Tress." Brisa introduced herself quietly, smiling. His discomfort was obvious and a little contagious.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Lachlan darted two oh the men with his last two darts, then hurled the dart gun at another. "That's his sister! Delilah, the one who punched you, in her other form! She's hurt!" He growled quietly.

Lachlan opened the door wide. "Go!" He said, not looking through it, but staring at the approaching guards. "Run!"

"I assume something in the darts overdosed her..." His heart pounds even harder, "She... I dont know, but she might die..."




"THIS ISNT AN ORDINARY FOX YOU CAT LITTER BRAINED HAIRBALL! This is my SISTER!" Zion snaps, something taking over him, making him act like something that wasnt him at all


Zion gasps, but he stares in awe at Bleddyn. Even with her injures her reflexes are still that sharp?

Zion nods and readies himself.


Misty snarled at River.


Zion chases after the others dodging ammunition as he ran, he wants to protect his sister. Thats the only thing that mattered to him right now.

"I Didnt know that, you idiot!"He snapped.

Misty tore off her muzzle and dashed directly into the fighting, cutting down guards as she ran towards the group. She spotted her son Zion and her daughter Delilah in her fox form in Zion's arms, unmoving. A surge of utter rage coursed through every cell in her body and she took it out on the guards as she stabbed her sword through their skulls, still racing after her children. She made careful sure to avoid her allies bullets and the enemies, the smell of blood filled her nose and drove her even more, to keep killing. This time she had more than enough reason to kill these people, they hurt her children.
Misty roared in rage and cut down the last few guards, crimson blood dripping from the tip of her sword. She looked down at herself and saw she was splattered with blood, she sighed and ran up to her kids. She grabbed Zion and embraced him tightly, nuzzling his face. "I was so worried Zion, Im so sorry you got into this," she murmured quickly.
"Let me see your sister."
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Zion placed his sister on the ground, making sure her fur wasnt near the pool of blood next to them. He watched his mother with worry as she examined Delilah.
"I think she overdosed on whatever drug was in the darts they used to knock us out. I just dont know how to get her to wake up." Zion whispered.

Toby saw someone aim a gun at Misty's turned back. As the person shot at her, Toby jumped in front. The bullet hit him in the stomach. He stumbled backwards, clutching at his stomach. He killed the person who shot him, and looked around. Nobody noticed he was hurt, luckily. His black sweater hid the blood. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as he would have thought.

Bleddyn still lay in Wolfram's arms, feeling contemptibly idle as impromptu war with very real fatalities raged around them. "Are you gonna put me down yet?" Her seething pleas were becoming dogged.
Screw weak legs, she couldn't just hang here and do nothing while her friends faced surges of mechanically charging masked extremist after masked extremist. By consenting to this madness, she wasn't just voluntarily disabling herself out of combat- Wolfram couldn't do anything constructive either.
Her eyes followed Misty as she left a path of destruction in her raging wake, and Bleddyn's finger itched with a sick sort of envy. I should be out there too.
They couldn't fight until no more enemy remained standing, either: time wasn't something they could carelessly expend- Delilah needed help.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Bleddyn still lay in Wolfram's arms, feeling contemptibly idle as war with very real fatalities raged around them. "Are you gonna put me down yet?" Her seething pleas were becoming dogged.
Screw weak legs, she couldn't just hang here and do nothing while her friends downed surges of masked extremist after masked extremist. By consenting to this madness, she wasn't just voluntarily disabling herself out of combat- Wolfram couldn't do anything constructive either.
Her eyes followed Misty as she left a path of destruction in her raging wake, and Bleddyn's finger itched with a sick sort of envy. I should be out there too.
They couldn't fight until no more enemy remained standing, either: time wasn't something they could carelessly expend- Delilah needed help.

Wolfram dodged behind another wall, his heart beating fast as bullets whistled inches from where they last where."Uh, No. Not until we get out of here."He glanced down the hall to where the rest where fighting."Come on Lach-LAN!"He jerked his head back, another bullet whistling past.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Wolfram dodged behind another wall, his heart beating fast as bullets whistled inches from where they last where."Uh, No. Not until we get out of here."He glanced down the hall to where the rest where fighting."Come on Lach-LAN!"He jerked his head back, another bullet whistling past.

"It was worth a shot." Bleddyn sighed bitterly and leaned back farther into the crook of his trembling arm. Wonder if it's from terror or my weight. More likely the first.
She cracked an unnoticeable spiteful smirk at that revelation, but quickly bit it back as one of their comrades skidded wildly before them to avoid a barrage of bullets. "If someone dies..."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Toby pressed up against the wall away from the rain of bullets. He dug around in his backpack and pulled out a roll of gauze. He lifted his shirt up just enough to stuff his wound with the gauze. It wouldn't do too much, but it would help stop the bleeding. He duck taped the gauze on & put his supplies back into his bag. His ears were ringing, but he could here Alpha barking like crazy. Poor buddy. I feel so bad, he must think I'm a jerk. He thought. He looked at his hand, which was now covered in blood. He wiped it on his pants. I really hope Jessi is okay. He stepped out from his corner and continued to shoot the Pure.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"It was worth a shot." Bleddyn sighed bitterly and leaned back farther into the crook of his trembling arm. Wonder if it's from terror or my weight. More likely the first.
She cracked an unnoticeable spiteful smirk at that revelation, but quickly bit it back as one of their comrades skidded wildly before them to avoid a barrage of bullets. "If someone dies..."

Wolfram whipped his head around to look at her, His pupils narrowed."No one is going to die, Do you hear me?"He hissed."Not if I can help it anyway."He set her down for a minute, maybe it would shut her up, and keep them hidden."Keep still, will you? Dont go any-"His words where cut off when a masked man burst around the corner, holding a knife. The male made a attempt to go for Bleddyn, but before the knife could hit her, Wolfram shoved in front of her, the tip of the knife digging into his flesh. Agony ripped through his arm, but he could ignore it...if he tried hard enough. He pushed the masked person against the wall, arms trembling on both of them, the knife still in the guards hand. Wolfram clenched his teeth, holding the male against the wall as best he could, blood dripping onto the ground.

 

[LavvyTaffy]

Wolfram whipped his head around to look at her, His pupils narrowed."No one is going to die, Do you hear me?"He hissed."Not if I can help it anyway."He set her down for a minute, maybe it would shut her up, and keep them hidden."Keep still, will you? Dont go any-"His words where cut off when a masked man burst around the corner, holding a knife. The male made a attempt to go for Bleddyn, but before the knife could hit her, Wolfram shoved in front of her, the tip of the knife digging into his flesh. Agony ripped through his arm, but he could ignore it...if he tried hard enough. He pushed the masked person against the wall, arms trembling on both of them, the knife still in the guards hand. Wolfram clenched his teeth, holding the male against the wall as best he could, blood dripping onto the ground.

(Bleddyn why are you a knife magnet.)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

(Bleddyn why are you a knife magnet.)

(Because knives are more convenient then guns for a fantasy Roleplay





Deal with it)