«We Could Be Legends»

Wolfram swallowed hard, staring at the mess that was before him. Guilt and fear forced its way into his chest as he glanced at Bleddyn. Why did I attack her? I wouldn't have caused this. GOD WHY?! Why do I always cause something like this? Why can't I just...walk away and shut up?!
Because it's in your blood.

He froze as another voice worked its way into his head, answering his silent thoughts.
What?
It's in your blood.
What's in my blood?
Arrogance. Violence. Cruelty. Hate. It's all in your blood.
No! I'm nothing like my father! I will not be like him!
It's unescapable, Wolfram! He is half of you. Just like your mother is also half of you. But which half you choose to feed is up to you.
What is that supposed to mean?
It means what I just said. You can choose to feed the violent part of you. The evil. You can remain so cold, so hateful, so broken. Or, you can choose to feed the peaceful part of you. The good. You can become kinder, safer. Yes, broken still, but kinder. Isn't that what your mother would want?
I...I think so....
Wolfram you are two wolves in one. Good and Evil. But you, and only you alone can choose which one takes over. In order for that you have to become vulnerable. More vulnerable then you already are. You can push everyone away, or choose to stay and let yourself become open. It's the only way you can heal.
I'll never heal. You know that.

Yet he got no answer back. His brows furrowed, his face contouring into a frown as the words haunted in the back of his head. You are two wolves in one. Good and Evil. But you, and only you alone can choose which one takes over.
He turned around to look at Bleddyn. Instead of freezing and running away like a coward, he slowly came closer to her, kneeling down in front of her.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered ever so softly.
 
River nearly reached over and set a hand of his shoulder, but decided against it. Better not. "We just will. We lay low, get the key, the Pure are distracted right now."

"Okay, look." River said, turning on her. "I've fought armies before, and I get how to do it. Quiet, Enchanter. We can't go straight head on, that's rash and stupid, a suicide mission. Finding a way to slip their guard, like getting the key and destroying it, is as much a blow as killing ourselves fighting them."

"I agree with River." Wolfram spoke up. "Going head first will get us all killed. Mapleshade and her men are fast and sneaky, they'll wipe us out in a split second. We barely escaped last time." He explained, gesturing half heartedly to his injured arm.

"I know, I know. A head on approach isn't going to help us. I'm glad you finally understand that." Indigo glared at Wolfram. Reverse psychology did work if devised correctly. "But how can we," she pointed to the group around her, "devise a plan that the Multitude hasn't pulled off after working on this for years?"

"We can do it if we work together with the Multitude. With so many people, we can think outside of the box to find a solution that will work. Let's just try to keep the fighting to a minimal, I mean us fighting each other. It won't help." Jessi said, looking at them all.
Toby sighed. Pros of going inside: my dog, Jessi, it's warm.
Cons of going inside: people, Indigo.
Dude, just go inside already, sheesh.
He stood up and walked inside. He hovered in the corner close to the others, watching what they were doing. Looks like they're planning an attack on the Pure. Go strait to fighting? That will never work. Send a few more… expendable people to burst through the front door, while the others sneak in. The Pure will be distracted by team #1 that they'll never see team #2. Toby froze when he realized he said that out loud. Oops.
 
She started talking again, even though she knew no one was going to listen. "He said he'd let her go. I, I trusted him. I should have known better. I, I should have stopped him. I could have stopped him."

Camilla readied her arm for another shattering punch, when a weight crashed into her. No. No, no, Alice needs to feel my pain. I can't take those dull eyes.
"Camilla-" She hadn't even realized her punch had gone through, but it had. But it hadn't hit Alice. No, a boy was standing before her, clutching a bloodied nose.
Lachlan.
He grabbed her arms again, dragging her back, having must've decided to keep her from attacking Alice once again then nurse his nose. "Camilla, stop! She's your sister! I'm sure she didn't kill Aunt Tayn. Alice wouldn't kill her, okay? Alice didn't do it."
"No. She said she did!" Camilla snarled, a whimper escaping her throat. She needed someone to blame.

River squatted down, putting her hand on Alice's shoulder gently. "Hey, who? Come on Alice, I need you to tell me who killed Tayn. Who is he? Who dared kill my brother's wife?" The last part hadn't meant to slip out, for it was dripping with a poisonous tone. Yet it did.

She looked up into Rivers eyes a sad desperation in her own. "I don't know." She shook her head the memory of him gently wiping blood off her face resurfacing. "He, seemed.... " She didn't finish the sentence, how could she think he was nice? "I don't know. He, he wanted the key. He said, he said he'd let her go." She looked away ashamed. "But he didn't."

Indigo hesitantly stepped forward. All that information just within reach. She could take it.
Shame reddened her cheeks, and she took a larger step back.
She hadn't noticed until now how dirty her fingernails were.
She found it a good time to play around with them.
(I want her to. She should ask if it's ok first.)

"The Pure are the ones who want the key. The Pure must have killed Tayn." River's voice sounded distant as she thought, her head still dipped towards Alice. "Alice, you didn't kill Tayn. A Pure terrorist did. Okay?" She soothed, honestly surprised at how kind her words sounded.
Her eyes flickered around, meeting each person's pained gaze. Bleddyn was on the floor, blood exploding out of her mouth each time she coughed. Jessi looked sick, and had gone silent since Camilla had punched Alice. Indigo looked simply awkward, having not knew Tayn, and had just met the people in the room. Wolfram was standing beside Bleddyn, bumbling at the thought that Alice had murdered her own mother. The words probably had shook the boy just as much as the others who knew Tayn, seeing as he had just lost a mother he loved. Lachlan and Finlay were both attached to one of Camilla's arms each, holding her back. And Camilla had suddenly stopped fighting, tears streaming down her sheet pale face, her silver eyes sparkling with pain.
Her eyes slid back to Alice, tears finally filling her eyes, yet not allowed to drop. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry you lost her."

It didn't matter what Aunt River said Alice knew it was her fault. If she hadn't taken that piece of paper home, if she had been there like she was supposed to be instead of sneaking out before mom had gotten home, if she hadn't given the blue crystal to the mer-woman.
How could she think that that guy had been nice? The guy who had just killed her mom. What was wrong with her? Even worse than that, how could she have forgotten? How could she have allowed herself to forget that she had caused her mom to die? If she hadn't showed up maybe she wouldn't have had to die.

Wolfram froze, his muscles stiffening even more then they where before. 'The Pure killed Tayn.'
Pure. The Pure. They killed another person. Another person for Mapleshade to scratch off her list. Another person she can say her men brutally murdered. Another person broken on the inside.
He clenched his hands into fists tightly, hissing. "I've had enough of the The Pure and their darn games! What the heck do they want from us?! What the heck does the key even do?! I have never even heard of the murderous morons until now! What do they want from us?!"

Indigo raised her head. "The Pure are killing innocent people. It isn't your fault, Alice. And that is why we must fight back!"

Fight them? How? She sat silently on the floor and just stared up at all the people standing around. How could we possibly do anything?

"I saw someone at the Multitude base... Who explained some things. While you and Lachlan were outside." River whispered, her body shuddering. "Pure have been around longer than us, in a way." She suddenly shot up, whirling around to face Wolfram.
"The Pure are a group of terrorist, formerly Firestein Soldiers. Firestein was a man who thought inhumans were a danger to everyone, crazy super-powered people with the ability to be the best murderers. When he was thirty, he started a group. Their purpose was to either kill or imprison inhumans in a prison made of... Something, I didn't see it. But he killed, a lot. When I was eighteen, I was sucked into a group that wanted to do good, help older ladies across the street and stuff like that. We got a commission or something, Gage was the one who received it. We ended up going to someone's apartment, and finding a girl, who was scared and hidden in an upstairs closet. One thing led to another and by the end we got in a fight with Firestein, and one of his own men killed him. His army dispersed with their leader dead, but the old friend I saw, Leona, said that some stuck together, idolizing his beliefs, and starting the Pure. The have the same goal as Firestein, but not to imprison. To kill. They... Made something, a poison. It is the key. It will destroy inhuman cells, and depending on what they are, they will live or die. Your mother, Silver, was sent to take it, apparently she did and she hide it." She said, her hand hand picking at her other hand in nervous fidgeting. "It adds up."

Firestein. The name seemed familiar.

"I'm so sorry Alice. It wasn't your fault." Jessi said. "I agree with Indigo, we have to do something."

"Yes," Indigo said. "That's what I've been trying to tell you. The Multitude's goal is the same as that old group of heroes', the goal to help all people. It's just more personal for some than others."

So, Indigo was one of the good guys. Or she at least wasn't working with the Pure. Alice tried to ask her for to make her forget again, but guilt kept her silent.

River nodded, relieved that Wolfram hadn't argued with any of her words. "It will kill all centaurs, mer-people, and shapeshifters, and others like them." She threw a glance to where Lachlan and Finlay were calming a crying Camilla, before she turned back to Wolfram. "She's a fool. It'll kill her before it rids her of what she wants gone." She paused. "They way the poison works, it doesn't make it just disappear... It melts it off. It's an acid, anyone who has inhuman features, those features will melt off in a black slush, I've seen it on a smaller scale once before. The inhuman cells will die, depending on what kind of inhuman, may it may take the inhuman with it." She murmured, cocking her head and lashing her tail.

Jessi froze. So many people are going to die. We can't let that happen. "What's the plan? We have a key that leads to a safety deposit box at the bank, but I don't think their open on Sunday."

River froze, her mind whirling, calculating. "I..." Her voice drifted off as Wolfram began growling, and thankful for the distraction, she turn to him. "Your mother could have never foreseen this. But destroy the key... That'll be hard. We run the risk of setting it off, we would need some crazy technology. Or... It may not be destroyed without a key, when I last saw it, it latched onto one person. Once it finished... Once it finished it dissipated. It may the kind of poison that... Needs set with something to make it dissipate." She winced at her words, before whirling to Jessi. "You have a key? Good. Not open on Sunday? Argh... Pure are terrorists, they won't care if they catch wind of it. Plan? Get the key, figure out what to do from there. Find a way to destroy it, I suppose. And stay out of the Pure's wind no matter what."

Wolfram was silent, his mind whirling wildly in a hundred directions. "How do we stay out of the Pure's way?! They're everywhere, and Mapleshade will be tearing apart my moms apartment in no time looking for a key that isn't there!" He yelped anxiously. He heard a creature whimpering, and he looked down, seeing Peterson nuzzling him. Don't get upset! The dog's eyes seemed to say as they looked up at him. He took a deep breath, sighing softly.

River nearly reached over and set a hand of his shoulder, but decided against it. Better not. "We just will. We lay low, get the key, the Pure are distracted right now."

"Okay, look." River said, turning on her. "I've fought armies before, and I get how to do it. Quiet, Enchanter. We can't go straight head on, that's rash and stupid, a suicide mission. Finding a way to slip their guard, like getting the key and destroying it, is as much a blow as killing ourselves fighting them."

"I agree with River." Wolfram spoke up. "Going head first will get us all killed. Mapleshade and her men are fast and sneaky, they'll wipe us out in a split second. We barely escaped last time." He explained, gesturing half heartedly to his injured arm.

"I know, I know. A head on approach isn't going to help us. I'm glad you finally understand that." Indigo glared at Wolfram. Reverse psychology did work if devised correctly. "But how can we," she pointed to the group around her, "devise a plan that the Multitude hasn't pulled off after working on this for years?"

Finally finding her voice Alice spoke up. "It's not going to work. The only reason they let me go is because I agreed to get it for them."
 
(I want her to. She should ask if it's ok first.)



It didn't matter what Aunt River said Alice knew it was her fault. If she hadn't taken that piece of paper home, if she had been there like she was supposed to be instead of sneaking out before mom had gotten home, if she hadn't given the blue crystal to the mer-woman.
How could she think that that guy had been nice? The guy who had just killed her mom. What was wrong with her? Even worse than that, how could she have forgotten? How could she have allowed herself to forget that she had caused her mom to die? If she hadn't showed up maybe she wouldn't have had to die.





Fight them? How? She sat silently on the floor and just stared up at all the people standing around. How could we possibly do anything?



Firestein. The name seemed familiar.





So, Indigo was one of the good guys. Or she at least wasn't working with the Pure. Alice tried to ask her for to make her forget again, but guilt kept her silent.















Finally finding her voice Alice spoke up. "It's not going to work. The only reason they let me go is because I agreed to get it for them."
Wolfram froze. "You....you idiot!" He snarled. "Do you realize how much more trouble this is going to cause us, Alice?!" He hissed, glancing at her.
 
Wolfram froze. "You....you idiot!" He snarled. "Do you realize how much more trouble this is going to cause us, Alice?!" He hissed, glancing at her.
Alice shrank back, pushing herself against the cupboard door. Every thing was going wrong and it was all her fault. She swallowed hard noticing the metallic taste of blood, she used the back of her wrist to wipe the blood off her upper lip. "They said they'd kill you guys if I didn't." She whispered not able to look up and meet his gaze.
 
Wolfram froze. "You....you idiot!" He snarled. "Do you realize how much more trouble this is going to cause us, Alice?!" He hissed, glancing at her.

Alice shrank back, pushing herself against the cupboard door. Every thing was going wrong and it was all her fault. She swallowed hard noticing the metallic taste of blood, she used the back of her wrist to wipe the blood off her upper lip. "They said they'd kill you guys if I didn't." She whispered not able to look up and meet his gaze.

"Hey, Alice just did what she thought was the best at the time. Alice, just ignore Wolfram." Jessi said, kneeling by Alice.
 
"Hey, Alice just did what she thought was the best at the time. Alice, just ignore Wolfram." Jessi said, kneeling by Alice.
"Oh yes, just ignore me!" Wolfram snarled. "I'm obviously worthless, and not worth anyone's time and Alice is just so special and she deserves all the attention. It's not like me and Lachlan and Bleddyn actually fought the Pure in the tunnels and got stabbed or anything while she was going on her merry way while we're dying!"
 
"Oh yes, just ignore me!" Wolfram snarled. "I'm obviously worthless, and not worth anyone's time and Alice is just so special and she deserves all the attention. It's not like me and Lachlan and Bleddyn actually fought the Pure in the tunnels and got stabbed or anything while she was going on her merry way while we're dying!"

"I wouldn't have said that if you were capable of being nice for once! She lost her mom, you of all people should feel even a little sympathy, considering your mom died yesterday." Jessi said.
 
"I wouldn't have said that if you were capable of being nice for once! She lost her mom, you of all people should feel even a little sympathy, considering your mom died yesterday." Jessi said.
A low growl rumbled at the back of Wolfram's throat, his eyes narrowing. "I am capable of being nice, thank you very much!" He snarled back. "You know what? No. I'm down fighting just shut up." He hissed.
 
A low growl rumbled at the back of Wolfram's throat, his eyes narrowing. "I am capable of being nice, thank you very much!" He snarled back. "You know what? No. I'm down fighting just shut up." He hissed.

"Then be nice." Jessi replied. She turned to look back at Alice.
 

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