«We Could Be Legends»

Misty did something she would have never done, she stepped up to him and embraced him tightly."Wolfram, we care for you." She murmured
Wolfram didn't move from where he stood, sobbing even harder then he was before. "No...no...I...." He broke off, struggling to keep his legs from failing him.
 
Wolfram didn't move from where he stood, sobbing even harder then he was before. "No...no...I...." He broke off, struggling to keep his legs from failing him.
Misty put a hand on his head and pushed his head into her shoulder, holding him up as he cried on her
 
Toby's head snapped up when he heard his name. No. Don't you dare bring me into this. And how does she know I've been through stuff? She doesn't know me. And - oh my gosh they're having a who killed more people contest. Nope. Imma just nope outta here. Nope, nope, nope, I don't want any part of this, nope. Maybe Alice needs someone to talk to, or Alpha is getting lonely. Toby started walking away, trying not to draw too much attention to himself.
Misty grabbed Tobys hand and pulled him over into a side hug before he could get away
 
(I also was going to say this.)
Emily goes off to find someone less deadly to talk with. She runs into a black and white chicken. Hello, she meowed, realising a chicken couldn't understand her meows, or regular English. Still, she shifted into human form and pressed the little chicken to her breast as motherly instinct took over.
Her voice pitched into a croon, and she used baby talk, admittedly.
"You must be lost, little fella. Wait till Sherri sees you. Hopefully the cats don't eat you," she added.
(Apparently her Inhuman hearing didn't hear him talk.)
Frosty struggled for a second, then popped out of her grasp. "C'mon!" He squawked indignantly. "You wouldn't like it if a random person came up and decided to hug you!" He shook out his feathers, trying to look dignified.
 
Toby's head snapped up when he heard his name. No. Don't you dare bring me into this. And how does she know I've been through stuff? She doesn't know me. And - oh my gosh they're having a who killed more people contest. Nope. Imma just nope outta here. Nope, nope, nope, I don't want any part of this, nope. Maybe Alice needs someone to talk to, or Alpha is getting lonely. Toby started walking away, trying not to draw too much attention to himself.
Emily spotted him. Or heard him. With cat ears it was hard to tell which sense detected something first.
"Creeps too creepy for you?" She inquired.
 
Frosty struggled for a second, then popped out of her grasp. "C'mon!" He squawked indignantly. "You wouldn't like it if a random person came up and decided to hug you!" He shook out his feathers, trying to look dignified.
Emily jumped.
"Y-you can talk?" She stammered. "I've heard of Inhumans, but in-chickens?"
 
"And that. Is what I would have said if I wasnt holding back." She said while pulling River back by the collar of her shirt
"Misty, let me go right now." River snarled, her hands twitching.
"No....no...no....no!" He broke off, a sob finally spilling over. "No you can't...you can't help me...I can't be helped...nothing can fix me...nothing....I've lost everything..."

Wolfram hissed, backing away from her slowly. "I've killed. I killed in the Pure tunnels. And you know what? It does feel good. Especially when those people have caused you pain beyond measure!" His eyes burned with ferocity, tears spilling down his face. "I'm not trying to act like my pain is worse then yours. But you know what?! I was just kidnapped, I'm injured, I'm bleeding, I'm grieving, my mothers dead but I'm still standing." He broke off, gasping for breath through his sobs.
(Is this post a little much?)
River broke from Misty's grip, stalking towards him. "Oh, you don't know what killing means. In those tunnels, you killed to live." She gave a chilling smirk. "I've killed just for killing's sake." She snarled, face contorting into an odd look. "Then stop acting like it! You know what I'm going through?" She asked, cocking her head. "Every night I see the same thing, I see those men break into my house, grab my mother's hair and force her to watch as they put a bullet in my father's head, make me watch as the life drained from him." She glanced away for a second, before looking back to him. "Then they force me to watch her die, and then they take my little brother. And they leave my in the dust and my parent's blood with nothing but this very knife. I still feel the blood sticking to my skin as I rocked their cold bodies." She said manically, her eyes misted. "Then I see my first kill. I was fourteen and on the run, and one things leads to another and I get in a fight. I shot a boy with his own gun, with the very gun on my hip now, and I liked it." She paused, fearful of her words. "I remember seeing my few and far apart friends betray me. I remember going to a new friend's funeral. I remember my friend's wings melting off him. And you know what my newest memory is? Standing in those tunnels and wondering if my son would die. And now I'm left to wonder how my little brother died, all alone." She yelped, before backing up, eyes going wide as she realized everything she had just said.
Her hand flew to her head, and she stopped moving. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have said any of that. Please... I..." She glanced around, fumbling with her hands. "Just, forget I just said all that."
Misty grabbed Tobys hand and pulled him over into a side hug before he could get away
River began backing away, trying to seem invisible.
 
"Misty, let me go right now." River snarled, her hands twitching.

(Is this post a little much?)
River broke from Misty's grip, stalking towards him. "Oh, you don't know what killing means. In those tunnels, you killed to live." She gave a chilling smirk. "I've killed just for killing's sake." She snarled, face contorting into an odd look. "Then stop acting like it! You know what I'm going through?" She asked, cocking her head. "Every night I see the same thing, I see those men break into my house, grab my mother's hair and force her to watch as they put a bullet in my father's head, make me watch as the life drained from him." She glanced away for a second, before looking back to him. "Then they force me to watch her die, and then they take my little brother. And they leave my in the dust and my parent's blood with nothing but this very knife. I still feel the blood sticking to my skin as I rocked their cold bodies." She said manically, her eyes misted. "Then I see my first kill. I was fourteen and on the run, and one things leads to another and I get in a fight. I shot a boy with his own gun, with the very gun on my hip now, and I liked it." She paused, fearful of her words. "I remember seeing my few and far apart friends betray me. I remember going to a new friend's funeral. I remember my friend's wings melting off him. And you know what my newest memory is? Standing in those tunnels and wondering if my son would die. And now I'm left to wonder how my little brother died, all alone." She yelped, before backing up, eyes going wide as she realized everything she had just said.
Her hand flew to her head, and she stopped moving. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have said any of that. Please... I..." She glanced around, fumbling with her hands. "Just, forget I just said all that."

River began backing away, trying to seem invisible.
Misty looked over her shoulder at River
"Why the hell are we so similar?" she asked while smiling then she pulled River over with her tail and hugged all three of them
 

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