«We Could Be Legends»

"That's what we all say." Wolfram sighed. He met her eyes, his eyes for once looking completely human. "We shall." Are you proud of me, mom?
The darkness of the cave was eerie, forbidding. He walked towards it slowly, the clearing suddenly entirely silent. Suddenly, a loud snap echoed in the clearing. He whirled around, knife already in hand. Taylor looked up at him sheepishly. "Sorry, I stepped on a twig."
Wolfram hissed. "Someone punch her for me, please." He muttered, drawing closer to the cave.
River rolled her eyes. "You just said you're fine too, and I seriously doubt that." She murmured, walking at his side, and quickly finding herself at the edge of the stark hole in the city's roof. "This place used to be a beautiful underground city. A paradise. Now it's just ruble."
 
Toby looked at the burn spot one last time, and followed them into the cave. The shadows of the cave swirled around, as hundreds of voices whispered things, things no person should know, things that could drive a person to insanity. His eyes were slightly glossed over, trying to block everything out. He was too distracted with the voices he didn't see when Wolfram stopped. He bumped into him and flinched backwards, snapped out of his daze. "I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't see y-you stop." He stuttered, carefully moving past him.
"Hey! What the- Toby?" Wolfram whirled around to face him, blinking. "N-no, you're fine. Don't worry about it."
 
River rolled her eyes. "You just said you're fine too, and I seriously doubt that." She murmured, walking at his side, and quickly finding herself at the edge of the stark hole in the city's roof. "This place used to be a beautiful underground city. A paradise. Now it's just ruble."
Wolfram stared down. And suddenly took one pace back. "What happened to it?" He breathed softly. "Who destroyed it?"
 
"Hey! What the- Toby?" Wolfram whirled around to face him, blinking. "N-no, you're fine. Don't worry about it."

Toby recoiled back again when Wolfram turned towards him, expecting to be punched. When that didn't happen, he slowly relaxed, and walked to the edge of the city. He stared down at the remains.
 
Wolfram stared down. And suddenly took one pace back. "What happened to it?" He breathed softly. "Who destroyed it?"
River moaned, craning her neck downwards to look down the dangerous path that she and the others would soon be walking down. "Firestein." She murmured, not meeting his gaze. "He started all this. Brought together what is now the Pure. We-- The Heroes, accidentally led him to this inhuman safe haven when a woman named Janet brought us here." She paused. "He bombed this place, most got out. Some didn't. When we got out... There was an army, we and the other inhumans fought. Some lived, most didn't." She tapped her left leg. "My leg was crushed when the rocks fell, the blue bug crystals saved my life."
 
River moaned, craning her neck downwards to look down the dangerous path that she and the others would soon be walking down. "Firestein." She murmured, not meeting his gaze. "He started all this. Brought together what is now the Pure. We-- The Heroes, accidentally led him to this inhuman safe haven when a woman named Janet brought us here." She paused. "He bombed this place, most got out. Some didn't. When we got out... There was an army, we and the other inhumans fought. Some lived, most didn't." She tapped her left leg. "My leg was crushed when the rocks fell, the blue bug crystals saved my life."
"Firestein..." Wolfram murmured. "Why have I felt like I've heard that name before?" He shook it off, looking back at River. "So the blue bug crystals are really powerful then? If your leg got crush and they healed it, they must be incredibly powerful."
 
(Are we on the hill looking down or in a cave looking down? The cave's midway down, the normal access cave is overgrown and lost.)

Alice stood near the edge looking down, a few of the old buildings had toppled in such a way that they now formed a makeshift ramp of rubble down to the bottom. It was impossible to tell from this angle that the ground they were standing on was only just thick enough to hold their weight pulling away to form the roof of the giant cavern. It really was beautiful, a misty waterfall on the far side made a small pool at the bottom, which had formed a small river over time. In the summer it would have made a great swimming spot, aside from all the dead people you had to walk through to get here.
 
"Firestein..." Wolfram murmured. "Why have I felt like I've heard that name before?" He shook it off, looking back at River. "So the blue bug crystals are really powerful then? If your leg got crush and they healed it, they must be incredibly powerful."
River shrugged. "I mentioned him before, Lachlan probably did too. Possibly your mother." She said nonchalantly, and gave a nod. "Yes, very. My leg was healed except for a scar, so was my brother's when he was shot. And a wing-man when the poison was dumped on him, melting his wings off. I mean, his wings didn't grow back, but at least he didn't die."
 
(Are we on the hill looking down or in a cave looking down? The cave's midway down, the normal access cave is overgrown and lost.)

Alice stood near the edge looking down, a few of the old buildings had toppled in such a way that they now formed a makeshift ramp of rubble down to the bottom. It was impossible to tell from this angle that the ground they were standing on was only just thick enough to hold their weight pulling away to form the roof of the giant cavern. It really was beautiful, a misty waterfall on the far side made a small pool at the bottom, which had formed a small river over time. In the summer it would have made a great swimming spot, aside from all the dead people you had to walk through to get here.

Toby glanced at the others. "Alpha, sit. Stay." He said, and Alpha sat down. He looked down at the makeshift ramp, and carefully started to walk down it, at one point slipping and almost falling off. He looked up at the others, and continued down the ramp.
 
River shrugged. "I mentioned him before, Lachlan probably did too. Possibly your mother." She said nonchalantly, and gave a nod. "Yes, very. My leg was healed except for a scar, so was my brother's when he was shot. And a wing-man when the poison was dumped on him, melting his wings off. I mean, his wings didn't grow back, but at least he didn't die."
"Strange." Wolfram murmured. "Crystals, I mean. Sage used to talk about them a lot. She always said they had healing abilities, and that some brought people back from the dead. Not that I believed her. She talked about a lot of things like that. But now two people have been healed by them...I wonder if what Sage said was true..." I wish I could speak to her again....
 

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