«We Could Be Legends»

[Thing2]

He sighed and ignored her pointed question.




The class room finally empty of all but one kid who'd chosen to stick around, Mr. Hanson finally started talking.
"I'm sure you're all aware of what the Pure are looking for..." He said, the inflection falling somewhere between a statement and a question. "I'm here to remind you, that even if your "friend" runs off leaving all of you behind, that's not going to stop us from killing any of you." he set his phone on a projector on the desk. A video popping onto the white board.

It was Jessi's house, Lachlan was sitting on the couch next to Camilla who had woken up and was sitting next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees. There was no audio, but Lachlan seemed to be talking to her.

Mr. Hanson waited for them to take in what he was showing them.

"I'm sure at least one of you knows something about the key. And you're either going to go get it, or you're going to convince Alice to get it." He took a deep breath, "If you don't cooperate, we'll kill them. If you try to warn them, we'll kill you all." He said gesturing to the video, "You have 3 hours to bring me the key, I'll be here. After 3 hours your friends will be dead. And we'll start killing each of you, one by one. " He said, a smirk curling one side of his mouth.

Fritz felt his hands begin to heat up from the pure hatred he felt towards this man. At this point Fritz didn't care if the whole building burned down, as long as this Hanson fella was in it. Key, that stupid key. He watched as Jessi pleaded with him to not hurt anyone, which only made his hatred for the man burn more.

(Lol brain dead fruit oegb 12:45 good night)

Oh my freaking goodness. That was the only thing that popped into Brisa’s brain as she watched the video. What would they do to me if they knew I have it right here in my pocket? Probably kill me in some gruesome way. But so many others will die if they find it. Thank goodness he’s only a normal human and doesn’t have my powers or else he’d already know. She glanced down, noticed that her hands were shaking, and lifted her head quickly, her freckles standing out noticeably on her paled skin. She clasped her hands to keep them from trembling, sending frightened look at Jessi, beginning to panic against her will. She could feel an angry heat building in the guy-who’s-name-she-couldn’t-figure-out, who was standing next to her, a slight pain starting on the arm closest to him. What the complete heck do I do? She entered another level of panic as Jessi spoke. Would she betray me? No, I trust her. But I barely know her, she might. Oh goodness. She glanced around, attempting to inconspicuously search for an escape route, and her eyes landed on the tall, quiet guy who had stayed behind. Would he help me if I got betrayed? Probably not. Is this what it’s like to have an anxiety attack? She wondered. Her eyes, which had been steadily getting darker, met those of the substitute and turned black. Please let no one get hurt.

 

[RiverStorm]

"Have you ever wished you were a tree?" She asked her voice eerily calm.


Alice lifted her face up off the ground looking River over, "Who's blood? What hap...." she stopped short, laying her face back down on the ground. She didnt want to know if they had killed Sherri's mom.

"It's mine, I cut my hand, see?" River said, showing Alice her sliced hand. "Everyone is fine. I promise."

 

[HeavensHens88]

@Thing2LovesChickens , @RoostersAreAwesome , @AMERAUCANAS4REAL , @HoodedHuntress , @HeavensHens88 , @FrankieDoodle , @ChickenCowboy02 , @MysticChickens04

Mr. Hanson's phone chirped, causing him to furrow a brow at his screen. He finally looked around at the students in the class. He stood and coughed getting the classes attention.

"I completely forgot to do role call. He picked up the clipboard and started calling names. Staring hard at each of them as they replied.

The bell finally rang signalling the change in class.

Mr. Hanson held up his phone and shouted over the commotion of students gathering their belongings, "Grace, Peter, Brisa, Jessi, Bleed.... Bleed-ine? Yeris, Fritz, Sherri, Delilah, Zion! I need to see you at my desk!"

Peter shot up, shuffling quickly over to the door in order to be one of the first ones out, so he wouldn't have to interact with the people from yesterday. Then he froze, hearing his sister's name... then his own. He struggled through the crowd until he was standing in front of the teacher's desk. "Uhm, I'm Peter. But my sis- Grace isn't in this class." He said, his voice coming out much quieter than he wanted it to.

Jessi walked up to mr. Hansons desk. "Yeah? I'm Jessi." She said.

Mr. Hanson frowned at him. "It's all the same to me." He growled. Then angrily waited for the rest to make their way over.

He nodded to her and continued scowling.

"Is… something wrong, sir?" Jessi asked.

Peter looked taken aback, and instantly started worrying that he'd said something wrong. Or, the teacher was just rude. Or...
His thoughts were cut off when Jessi spoke up. He stared at her for a second, then back at the substitute. Then he slowly realized that most of the names that had been called were familiar.

Yris shook her head at the mispronunciation of her name, staying put until the other horde of students filed out of the room, leaving only them in the room.
Virio found himself genuinely curious as to what was happening, and made it his newfound message to put the pieces of the cursed puzzle he found himself a part of together.

Brisa glanced up from where she was packing up her books, surprised at the sound of her name being called, and a sinking feeling beginning in her stomach. She pulled her heavy backpack onto her back and walked up to the front of the class to join the others, a confused and apprehensive look on her face. “What is it?” She asked quietly, her eyes flickering. She suddenly had an acute awareness of the key in her pocket.

He sighed and ignored her pointed question.


The class room finally empty of all but one kid who'd chosen to stick around, Mr. Hanson finally started talking.
"I'm sure you're all aware of what the Pure are looking for..." He said, the inflection falling somewhere between a statement and a question. "I'm here to remind you, that even if your "friend" runs off leaving all of you behind, that's not going to stop us from killing any of you." he set his phone on a projector on the desk. A video popping onto the white board.

It was Jessi's house, Lachlan was sitting on the couch next to Camilla who had woken up and was sitting next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees. There was no audio, but Lachlan seemed to be talking to her.

Mr. Hanson waited for them to take in what he was showing them.

"I'm sure at least one of you knows something about the key. And you're either going to go get it, or you're going to convince Alice to get it." He took a deep breath, "If you don't cooperate, we'll kill them. If you try to warn them, we'll kill you all." He said gesturing to the video, "You have 3 hours to bring me the key, I'll be here. After 3 hours your friends will be dead. And we'll start killing each of you, one by one. " He said, a smirk curling one side of his mouth.

Jessi's eyes widened. She glanced at the others, her fear clearly visible. "Please, please don't hurt them." She pleaded. "We'll get the key for you, I promise."

Peter's eyes widened. He stared numbly at the screen, finding himself unable to comprehend what Mr. Hanson was saying. His fingers drummed wildly against his leg.
Silence.
When Peter had finally gained the ability to think after being threatened by his substitute teacher- who, in retrospect, he should've just assumed was a member of a secret organization of people intent on wiping out all the inhumans on the planet -his first thought was of his sister.
Ah, frick. I need Grace. She could totally figure this out.

Fritz felt his hands begin to heat up from the pure hatred he felt towards this man. At this point Fritz didn't care if the whole building burned down, as long as this Hanson fella was in it. Key, that stupid key. He watched as Jessi pleaded with him to not hurt anyone, which only made his hatred for the man burn more.

(Lol brain dead fruit oegb 12:45 good night)

Oh my freaking goodness. That was the only thing that popped into Brisa’s brain as she watched the video. What would they do to me if they knew I have it right here in my pocket? Probably kill me in some gruesome way. But so many others will die if they find it. Thank goodness he’s only a normal human and doesn’t have my powers or else he’d already know. She glanced down, noticed that her hands were shaking, and lifted her head quickly, her freckles standing out noticeably on her paled skin. She clasped her hands to keep them from trembling, sending frightened look at Jessi, beginning to panic against her will. She could feel an angry heat building in the guy-who’s-name-she-couldn’t-figure-out, who was standing next to her, a slight pain starting on the arm closest to him. What the complete heck do I do? She entered another level of panic as Jessi spoke. Would she betray me? No, I trust her. But I barely know her, she might. Oh goodness. She glanced around, attempting to inconspicuously search for an escape route, and her eyes landed on the tall, quiet guy who had stayed behind. Would he help me if I got betrayed? Probably not. Is this what it’s like to have an anxiety attack? She wondered. Her eyes, which had been steadily getting darker, met those of the substitute and turned black. Please let no one get hurt.

"Excuse me." Bleddyn casually strolled up to the desk and placed her palms down on it. She watched the video of her cousins for a callous heartbeat, then moved on from the fact of their endangerment.
She pressed past the other kids and leaned forward toward the offending substitute, eyes wide in a show of obnoxious innocence. Unlike the others, the contours of fear weren't anywhere to be found on her face. He's got guts to be threatening us here. Any one of us could scream and the whole of the school staff would come running.
...not like they'd be able to help us out of this fatal mess, but still, the police would likely be called.
....and what would they do?
You see just how much the law helped your father against people like this.

"If you get ahold of this Key, all of us are going to end up dead to some variable extent anyway. Bargaining with our lives seems pretty illogical to me."

 

[Amer]

@Thing2LovesChickens , @RoostersAreAwesome , @AMERAUCANAS4REAL , @HoodedHuntress , @HeavensHens88 , @FrankieDoodle , @ChickenCowboy02 , @MysticChickens04

Mr. Hanson's phone chirpped, causing him to furrow a brow at his screen. He finally looked around at the students in the class. He stood and coughed getting the classes attention.

"I completely forgot to do role call. He picked up the clipboard and started calling names. Staring hard at each of them as they replied.

The bell finally rang signalling the change in class.

Mr. Hanson held up his phone and shouted over the commotion of students gathering their belongings, "Grace, Peter, Brisa, Jessi, Bleed.... Bleed-ine? Yeris, Fritz, Sherri, Delilah, Zion! I need to see you at my desk!"

He sighed and ignored her pointed question.




The class room finally empty of all but one kid who'd chosen to stick around, Mr. Hanson finally started talking.
"I'm sure you're all aware of what the Pure are looking for..." He said, the inflection falling somewhere between a statement and a question. "I'm here to remind you, that even if your "friend" runs off leaving all of you behind, that's not going to stop us from killing any of you." he set his phone on a projector on the desk. A video popping onto the white board.

It was Jessi's house, Lachlan was sitting on the couch next to Camilla who had woken up and was sitting next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees. There was no audio, but Lachlan seemed to be talking to her.

Mr. Hanson waited for them to take in what he was showing them.

"I'm sure at least one of you knows something about the key. And you're either going to go get it, or you're going to convince Alice to get it." He took a deep breath, "If you don't cooperate, we'll kill them. If you try to warn them, we'll kill you all." He said gesturing to the video, "You have 3 hours to bring me the key, I'll be here. After 3 hours your friends will be dead. And we'll start killing each of you, one by one. " He said, a smirk curling one side of his mouth.

*Sherri only one not in that class*
*Sherri goes in cause it's her next class*

Does this mean... I have to help these people? She thought. Well that's no problem, at least Brisa isn't trying to kill me.
She jumped as she recognised... another sub? What was happening to all their teachers?
This one was replacing their Home Ec teacher though, a stern creaky, old lady deserving retirement. Maybe she'd gone and done it.
This new teacher walked down the hall, it was that pretty enchantress who'd help save her from the Pure bench.
She looked into the door. As she laid eyes on that man, a look of pure spite crossed her face.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

He sighed and ignored her pointed question.




The class room finally empty of all but one kid who'd chosen to stick around, Mr. Hanson finally started talking.
"I'm sure you're all aware of what the Pure are looking for..." He said, the inflection falling somewhere between a statement and a question. "I'm here to remind you, that even if your "friend" runs off leaving all of you behind, that's not going to stop us from killing any of you." he set his phone on a projector on the desk. A video popping onto the white board.

It was Jessi's house, Lachlan was sitting on the couch next to Camilla who had woken up and was sitting next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees. There was no audio, but Lachlan seemed to be talking to her.

Mr. Hanson waited for them to take in what he was showing them.

"I'm sure at least one of you knows something about the key. And you're either going to go get it, or you're going to convince Alice to get it." He took a deep breath, "If you don't cooperate, we'll kill them. If you try to warn them, we'll kill you all." He said gesturing to the video, "You have 3 hours to bring me the key, I'll be here. After 3 hours your friends will be dead. And we'll start killing each of you, one by one. " He said, a smirk curling one side of his mouth.

(Is he a filler character? I figured if someone killed him and they got a hold of his phone, they could keep tabs on the Pure. If there's a long answer, I'll move the question over to the chat thread.)

 

[cathloveydovey]

"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.

River snorted. "Mhm, whatever, be right." She said, pulling her head back to look down on Misty. "But really, let me go, like, right now."

River stumbled back, momentarily realizing she had-- Oddly enough, very much liked that hug. "Yeah, let's get out of here. I have enough crystals." She said hurriedly, patting her pockets, knife still in hand, before wiping her bleeding hand on her shirt, smearing even more blood on it's blood stained cloth that had once been purely dark grey.

Toby stumbled backwards, shaking uncontrollably. "Y-ye-yeah, l-let's g-go." He said, walking away. His legs felt like jello, making it hard for him to walk. He stumbled over the rubble, tripping repeatedly.

Wolfram jerked away from the hug, away from Misty, away from River. Nothing could take back what he had just heard, the images that where conjured inside his head. It was horrid, more horrid then watching Sage drown, even when she was on land. More horrid then seeing Zion rip Mapleshade's face apart, more horrid then him cutting his own skin and watching with satisfaction as blood ran down his arms. He whirled around on his heels, sprinting at a break-neck speed up the path way, his feet slipping on the rock. He ran across the battle scene and through the brambles thorns until he was in the front seat of his car, heart racing and tears still pouring in gallons down his face.

River stared after him dully, her body twitching at random moments. She couldn't talk, she couldn't call after him. It was like her body didn't want to do a single thing she ordered it to do.
Finally she forced her head to look over at Misty. "Why am I like this?" She asked in a croak, her head cocked as she reached up, her hand tracing the scar on her face. "You kn- know what? Forget that, let's go." She said, marching down the street and then up the ramp.
As she reached the battle field, she paused, her eyes sliding over the skeletons. Even here I see my destruction, oh, why can't I just go blind or something?
As she finally reached Wolfram's car, she paused, her hand extended towards the handle of the front passenger seat, but she couldn't find it in herself to get in and face Wolfram.

Wolfram didn't give her even one glance, his head buried in his hands, elbows leaning against the steering wheel. "Coward." He whispered hoarsely to her. "Can't even face me after spewing all that crap out, can you?"

River finally got in, just catching his words. "Shut up. I thought you didn't like words?" She muttered, sitting ridgedly in the passenger seat. "Just leave me alone, Wolfram. I'm sorry for saying all that, but that doesn't matter. Just forget everything."

Wolfram swore under his breath, before slowly straighting up. "Fine, whatever. Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh with what I said..." He glanced at her, his voice raspy. "Maybe I shouldn't have judged your choices without knowing what options you had to chose from. But still? What you said back there was dark crap. Especially to put in depressed persons thoughts. I'm suicidal enough already, I don't need to know how many more screwed up people there are in this world." He stopped abruptly, eyes flashing with a hint of fear. He had never flat out said to anyone, other then his mother, that he felt like that.

River sank back, her hands twitching as she brought one to her head, rubbing her forehead feverishly. "I'm sorry. I didn't need to say any of that, I just..." She tipped her head down, burying her chin into her chest. "Can't stand it, letting someone walk all over me and say that to me and Misty. When you pulled that knife--" Her face twitched, letting him know that some emotion was stirring deep down in her. "--I really freaked out. I lost it, I shouldn't have, but it all came back and I lost it." She blinked, doing everything she could to not look at him. "I guess I really am crazy, eh?"

Frosty rolled his eyes. "You didn't hear me speak back there? I was right in front of you, ya know." He started pacing back and forth, seemingly annoyed. "Really, it seems as if no one heard me. They completely ignored me! Just because I'm a..." His voice broke, then he continued casually as if nothing had happened. "Nah, I'm not a super chicken. Much less interesting." He regarded her for a second, then little rooster started to trot towards the cave entrance.

"We're all crazy, River, in some way or another." He muttered. "I freaked when I pulled the knife to. I wanted to....to....hurt....someone. Myself....anyone.....I lost it as much as you did....no matter what I did back there...I'm glad you took the knife from me....I would have hurt Misty or you or myself...."

Emily just followed, a very confused look on her face.

"You have no clue how much I wanted to bash your head at times." River reached into her pockets, taking out a crystal. "I grabbed one for your arm, use it. Now. I want your arm stitched up, crack it over your wound and make sure to knock them off until it's completely fixed. If it's scar worthy, it will leave a scar, but that's all." She said, flinging it at him.

Wolfram snatched it out of the air, and instantly just shoved it in his pocket. "Thanks but no thanks. It's not that bad, really. It doesn't hurt at all, it's not even that deep. I'll be fine."

River glared at him, chewing her lip nervously. "Use it, I don't need to be worrying about you bleeding out and the kiddos." She growled. "We have enough crystals, you using one won't hurt. I'm going to make Lachlan use one when I get my hands on his butt too, and the rest of the hurt kids, you're not excluded, Wolfram." She muttered, rubbing her left cheek's scar.

Just then, Frosty hopped up into the truck. "I wouldn't use those," he said, staring at the wolf-shifter in annoyance. "If you'd stayed to hear what I had to say, you would've learned that the real stuff was stolen long ago." He paused to measure the reaction on River's face. "Probably sold on the black market or something."

"I said I'm fine, River. I'll give it to Bleddyn, she'll put it to better use then me. Like I said, it's not even that deep, I'm not going to bleed out." He growled back. The wound hurt, and he was lying when he said he was fine. But no way will I heal it. I deserve pain.

Alice ran up the ramp and through the field of bones not watching where she was going, she just knew she had to get away. She tripped over an old fallen branch and stayed sprawled on the soggy grass crying.

"Leave me alone." She murmered. She had stopped crying and was just laying on the wet ground wishing to become one with the mud.

River slowly turned to face the window, her face utterly. "Oh, you. Go away, little-birdie. I don't know why you would think I would trust you." She snapped, turning away from the chicken sitting in the windowsill of the car.

"I know when someone is lying, I picked it up from the streets. Besides, I got one for Bleddyn, too."

"Not happening! She's my niece." River snapped, following him, closing the door so hard that Frosty fell inside.

River kneeled beside Alice. "Hey, I'm sorry about in the cave, Alice."

"Alice get up. Please. Are you hurt?" Wolfram murmured, head tilted slightly to the side. "Please tell me you're ok..."

Toby leaned over the seat to look at him. "You're that chicken with Indigo, right? Well duh, you're probably the only talking chicken." He said, answering his own question.

"Have you ever wished you were a tree?" She asked her voice eerily calm.


Alice lifted her face up off the ground looking River over, "Who's blood? What hap...." she stopped short, laying her face back down on the ground. She didnt want to know if they had killed Sherri's mom.

"What?" Wolfram asked quizzically. "I mean...I guess I never thought about...Alice, serious, please get up." He snatched her arms, pulling her up. "Are you hurt? Please tell me, Alice. Are you physically hurt?z,

Toby watched as Frosty dusted himself off. "Is… Alan… always like that? I mean, using her… powers, to get what she wants?" He shook his head and slumped back against the seat, leaning into the window. "Never mind. That was a stupid question, just ignore me."

Frosty snorted. "Well, they are her powers. They've been extremely useful in missions." He hesitated. "As for everyday use... she's stubborn. And bossy. But, ultimately.. she's an honest person. Though she has secrets."

"Honest? Huh." Toby said. He wanted to see her again, but at the same time he never wanted to even hear her name.

She gave him a confused smile, "What could have possibly happened?" She asked sarcastically pulling herself to her feet. "This jerk of tree tripped me with it's stupid fallen off branch." She said squinting sideways at a big old oak that had been hollowed out some time ago, likely by a lightning strike. "I was just thinking it'd be fun to be a tree, cause you could screw with people and laugh at them." Alice sighed, after she'd stopped crying, she had started to feel better, but the serious looks on their faces pulled her back to the grim reality that was her life now. "Never mind, I'm fine. I guess it's time to go?"

"It's mine, I cut my hand, see?" River said, showing Alice her sliced hand. "Everyone is fine. I promise."

(River I swear to God we switched places last night. WHY THE HELL WAS I SO CALM AND WHY DIDNT MISTY ATACC)
Misty went out with everyone and sat near River
"I have no f-ing clue how I stayed calm. Are you alright Riv?" She asked while putting a hand on her shoulder and rubbing it back and forth.

 

[cathloveydovey]

(Is he a filler character? I figured if someone killed him and they got a hold of his phone, they could keep tabs on the Pure. If there's a long answer, I'll move the question over to the chat thread.)

(I was thinking that Delilah just took off her leg and smacked the dude right in the skull then when the parents arrived Misty would kill him when the kids told her who he was
Or we could keep him for info)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

She gave him a confused smile, "What could have possibly happened?" She asked sarcastically pulling herself to her feet. "This jerk of tree tripped me with it's stupid fallen off branch." She said squinting sideways at a big old oak that had been hollowed out some time ago, likely by a lightning strike. "I was just thinking it'd be fun to be a tree, cause you could screw with people and laugh at them." Alice sighed, after she'd stopped crying, she had started to feel better, but the serious looks on their faces pulled her back to the grim reality that was her life now. "Never mind, I'm fine. I guess it's time to go?"

"Yes, because now I'm questioning your sanity. Nevermind, I question everyone's sanity on a daily. Lets go, before my murderous stalker decided to show up and kill us all." Wolfram pulled away from her, glancing around. "Taylor, Lets go!"

Taylor came down the path quickly, half jogging towards them. "There you guys are. I couldn't find any of you."

Wolfram shook his head, going back to his car, mumbling about her being a idiotic jerk.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Peter's eyes widened. He stared numbly at the screen, finding himself unable to comprehend what Mr. Hanson was saying. His fingers drummed wildly against his leg.
Silence.
When Peter had finally gained the ability to think after being threatened by his substitute teacher- who, in retrospect, he should've just assumed was a member of a secret organization of people intent on wiping out all the inhumans on the planet -his first thought was of his sister.
Ah, frick. I need Grace. She could totally figure this out.

Fritz felt his hands begin to heat up from the pure hatred he felt towards this man. At this point Fritz didn't care if the whole building burned down, as long as this Hanson fella was in it. Key, that stupid key. He watched as Jessi pleaded with him to not hurt anyone, which only made his hatred for the man burn more.

(Lol brain dead fruit oegb 12:45 good night)

Oh my freaking goodness. That was the only thing that popped into Brisa’s brain as she watched the video. What would they do to me if they knew I have it right here in my pocket? Probably kill me in some gruesome way. But so many others will die if they find it. Thank goodness he’s only a normal human and doesn’t have my powers or else he’d already know. She glanced down, noticed that her hands were shaking, and lifted her head quickly, her freckles standing out noticeably on her paled skin. She clasped her hands to keep them from trembling, sending frightened look at Jessi, beginning to panic against her will. She could feel an angry heat building in the guy-who’s-name-she-couldn’t-figure-out, who was standing next to her, a slight pain starting on the arm closest to him. What the complete heck do I do? She entered another level of panic as Jessi spoke. Would she betray me? No, I trust her. But I barely know her, she might. Oh goodness. She glanced around, attempting to inconspicuously search for an escape route, and her eyes landed on the tall, quiet guy who had stayed behind. Would he help me if I got betrayed? Probably not. Is this what it’s like to have an anxiety attack? She wondered. Her eyes, which had been steadily getting darker, met those of the substitute and turned black. Please let no one get hurt.

"Excuse me." Bleddyn casually strolled up to the desk and placed her palms down on it. She watched the video of her cousins for a callous heartbeat, then moved on from the fact of their endangerment.
She pressed past the other kids and leaned forward toward the offending substitute, eyes wide in a show of obnoxious innocence. Unlike the others, the contours of fear weren't anywhere to be found on her face. He's got guts to be threatening us here. Any one of us could scream and the whole of the school staff would come running.
...not like they'd be able to help us out of this fatal mess, but still, the police would likely be called.
....and what would they do?
You see just how much the law helped your father against people like this.

"If you get ahold of this Key, all of us are going to end up dead to some variable extent anyway. Bargaining with our lives seems pretty illogical to me."

*Sherri only one not in that class*
*Sherri goes in cause it's her next class*

Does this mean... I have to help these people? She thought. Well that's no problem, at least Brisa isn't trying to kill me.
She jumped as she recognised... another sub? What was happening to all their teachers?
This one was replacing their Home Ec teacher though, a stern creaky, old lady deserving retirement. Maybe she'd gone and done it.
This new teacher walked down the hall, it was that pretty enchantress who'd help save her from the Pure bench.
She looked into the door. As she laid eyes on that man, a look of pure spite crossed her face.

Jessi looked at them all. If someone tells him that we have the key I will kill him, and the person who told him. I wish I could kill him now, but the other Pure members would probably know. I hope Toby's okay. Hopefully they didn't kill or hurt him. His shift ended a while ago, so hopefully he's away from the Pure. Bleddyn is right. Either way if we give him the key or not, we're going to probably die.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Jessi's eyes widened. She glanced at the others, her fear clearly visible. "Please, please don't hurt them." She pleaded. "We'll get the key for you, I promise."

"Excuse me." Bleddyn casually strolled up to the desk and placed her palms down on it. She watched the video of her cousins for a callous heartbeat, then moved on from the fact of their endangerment.
She pressed past the other kids and leaned forward toward the offending substitute, eyes wide in a show of obnoxious innocence. Unlike the others, the contours of fear weren't anywhere to be found on her face. He's got guts to be threatening us here. Any one of us could scream and the whole of the school staff would come running.
...not like they'd be able to help us out of this fatal mess, but still, the police would likely be called.
....and what would they do?
You see just how much the law helped your father against people like this.

"If you get ahold of this Key, all of us are going to end up dead to some variable extent anyway. Bargaining with our lives seems pretty illogical to me."

"Those who deserve to be in this world, will live, they will be blessed and purified, the abomination that has attached it's self to their physical bodies will be removed! The key will cleanse you of the impurities that hold you back from a true life, so many of your kind eagerly await the cleansing! Despising their own corrupted bodies, truly your existence would be made better, the only ones who will die are those who refuse to release the disgusting blight that they suffer from!"