«We Could Be Legends»

[Amer]

(Correction, Had a nice mom XD)

(Yeah. Had a nice mom.)

 

[RiverStorm]

"Cool."Wolfram murmured, partly wishing he knew what his father had done. He pulled out a rolled up note, narrowing his eyes.I have four notes that I keep in my bag. This is a fifth one... He unrolled it slowly.

Dear Wolf,


I'm so sorry it had to end like this. By the time you will read this, I will be gone. Wolf, I love you so much, I couldn't wish for a better son. I only wish I could have given you better. A better life, a better house, a father, a dog, everything you wanted and wanted to be.

I'm so sorry I couldn't have done that. But I am prouder of you then you think.
I'm so sorry I left you with Mapleshade. But if you haven't already, you have to leave, NOW! You probably know who the Pure are by now....Mapleshade knows who they are and wants to help them! She wants to kill YOU, Wolf!

I love you so much, Stay safe, goodbye....Silver.

A highly audible shriek of fear echoed around the house, and he dropped the note, his eyes wide.

River and Lachlan whirled around to face him, River's hand on her pistol. As she saw that he had just been shocked by whatever he had read on that note, her hand fell away from it. "Uh, you okay there kid?"

Lachlan's spine prickled at the screech, as he turned around, he scanned over Wolfram. Noticing the note falling from his hand, he paused. Must be from his mother... And about something very important.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Sherri resisted the urge to tell the police the truth and nothing but the truth. He seemed so nice and easy to talk to. (How old is he exactly, Rose Quartz.)
What could get them in trouble anyways?
But the usually outgoing girl remembered Indigo's warning, and despite Indigo being a despicable liar, Sherri was still concerned by it. And she was put off by Alice's fear.
She decided as the legal adult, the merwoman would have to take all of the questions, and Sherri couldn't take the blame if the adult stranger shopkeeper told lies, could she?

"Um," Brisa began to speak, but stopped. She didn't want to lie, but could she trust him? She knew she should. But what if he's secretly one of the Pure? "Um, well, there were some people out there, I think..." She trailed off, trying to play dumb, and glanced hopefully towards the others for help, hoping he wouldn't notice the slight shake in her voice.

The shop owner likely wouldn't have seen anything he surmised since her normal place seemed to be at the back of the shop.
He smiled reassuringly at the young girl and followed her gaze as it went first to the girl in the corner and then to an orange tabby cat. That's strange he thought, why is she looking at a cat for help, unless, it suddenly clicked in his head that these kids were probably at least some of the inhumans that were part of the fight. And the cat was actually a person

"I'm just here to make sure everyone's ok. I heard that there were a few people who looked like they got hurt?" He was tentative with his question he didnt want to push it and have her clam up.

(Internet died on my comouter partway through typing this. if it seems like something's missing let me know i had to fill in what was missing on my phone)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

River and Lachlan whirled around to face him, River's hand on her pistol. As she saw that he had just been shocked by whatever he had read on that note, her hand fell away from it. "Uh, you okay there kid?"

Lachlan's spine prickled at the screech, as he turned around, he scanned over Wolfram. Noticing the note falling from his hand, he paused. Must be from his mother... And about something very important.

The note fell to the ground, seemingly agonizingly slow in Wolfram's eyes. A bang on the door made him jump. He looked up, and froze, backing away from the door. Mapleshade. She was standing in the door window, lashing her calico tail, her cat ears pinned to her head. Then she seemingly vanished. Then what was the bang....Wolfram slowly turned his head to look at Lachlan, and he was as pale as snow, Exept for the brightly colored bruise on his face."Mapleshade is with the pure..."

 

[Thing2]

The shop owner likely wouldn't have seen anything he surmised since her normal place seemed to be at the back of the shop.
He smiled reassuringly at the young girl and followed her gaze as it went first to the girl in the corner and then to an orange tabby cat. That's strange he thought, why is she looking at a cat for help, unless, it suddenly clicked in his head that these kids were probably at least some of the inhumans that were part of the fight. And the cat was actually a person

"I'm just here to make sure everyone's ok. I heard that there were a few people who looked like they got hurt?" He was tentative with his question he didnt want to push it and have her clam up.

(Internet died on my comouter partway through typing this. if it seems like something's missing let me know i had to fill in what was missing on my phone)

Brisa made note of his observation and mentally kicked herself. "I think I saw a few people get hurt, maybe, but then they all went different ways. They probably went home." She replied. Calm down. You're still not lying, you're just...... bending the truth a little bit? I hope he can't tell! She thought desperately.

 

[RiverStorm]

The note fell to the ground, seemingly agonizingly slow in Wolfram's eyes. A bang on the door made him jump. He looked up, and froze, backing away from the door. Mapleshade. She was standing in the door window, lashing her calico tail, her cat ears pinned to her head. Then she seemingly vanished. Then what was the bang....Wolfram slowly turned his head to look at Lachlan, and he was as pale as snow, Exept for the brightly colored bruise on his face."Mapleshade is with the pure..."

(Wait, Silver was with the heroes so River would know her.)
Lachlan caught his breath. That may be a problem, He thought. We helped Wolfram. Mapleshade lives around here, she could know where we live...
"Okay, you two need to fess up. What is the Pure? Who is this Mapleshade?" River said, her eyes falling down to the letter, freezing on one word. "Who was your mother? Her name? Full name."

 

[Amer]

The shop owner likely wouldn't have seen anything he surmised since her normal place seemed to be at the back of the shop.
He smiled reassuringly at the young girl and followed her gaze as it went first to the girl in the corner and then to an orange tabby cat. That's strange he thought, why is she looking at a cat for help, unless, it suddenly clicked in his head that these kids were probably at least some of the inhumans that were part of the fight. And the cat was actually a person

"I'm just here to make sure everyone's ok. I heard that there were a few people who looked like they got hurt?" He was tentative with his question he didnt want to push it and have her clam up.

(Internet died on my comouter partway through typing this. if it seems like something's missing let me know i had to fill in what was missing on my phone)

Gosh, he knows. The police really are pretty good detectives. Sherri went into the bathroom. A natural act for a cat. For some reason she felt like if she shifted in there, the police would expect the cat to have stayed there and she had been there all the time. But she knew that was not true.
She walked through the door and wrinkled her pert nose at the ancient yellowing tiles and walls and the rusting toilet.
So she stood there, paws against the mirror, eyes watering from strong disinfectant, wondering what she could do, on the brink of sliding into the sink bowl.
She looked into her green, devious cats eyes and wondered at what to do. She knew cats were smarter and more devious than they looked, for she had been tricked out of a pillow more than once. (Shiloh knows when I set my book down that I read my bible, pray and put out the lights, the absence of light time perfect for stealing pillows, so he is always watches for me to put down my book.)
Sherri felt like those eyes were traitorous now, but she knew what her friend Brisa would want. She thought. She would really have to work on this communication as a cat with her friend.
She shifted into herself and quietly walked back into the main room.
"Hello. I'm Sherri Lastless. Nice to meet you," she held out a hand to the man, a scared smile on her face, but he seemed nice enough.
She twitched her ears and flagged her tail.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Toby sat up from his spot on the couch. He walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower. He got dressed and grabbed his backpack and car keys. He also grabbed an umbrella and walked outside with Alpha. He found his car and got in. The car was a navy blue pickup truck. Toby drove over to the park, planning to see if Jessi was still there and if she was pick her up. When he got there he saw the cops and quickly parked and got out, pulling his umbrella out. "What's going on here? Is everyone okay?" He asked one of the cops. "We got a complaint about a fight so we came to check it out." The cop replied. Toby nodded and jogged over into the woods. "Jessi? Jessi!" He called. Eventually he found her with Grace. "Thank goodness you're okay. I'm sorry I left you like that with that strange woman." Toby said, talking about Indigo. He then noticed Grace. He stepped closer to her so she was under his umbrella. "I'll drive you home. I brought my car." Toby said. They walked back to his car and got in. "So-uh-Grace, where can I drop you off?" Toby asked.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

(Wait, Silver was with the heroes so River would know her.)
Lachlan caught his breath. That may be a problem, He thought. We helped Wolfram. Mapleshade lives around here, she could know where we live...
"Okay, you two need to fess up. What is the Pure? Who is this Mapleshade?" River said, her eyes falling down to the letter, freezing on one word. "Who was your mother? Her name? Full name."

(Oh yeah!)

Wolfram looked up at River."I....we don't know who the pure exactly are. They attacked us in the park. They wanted some sort of key...or something from me. Mapleshade used to be my moms best friend, But Mapleshade turned on my mom. But before that, Mapleshade already had it in writing that if my mom died, Mapleshade could take me into her 'care'."He spat the last word out bitterly."Um...Silver. Silver Irene Martindale."

 

[Thing2]

Gosh, he knows. The police really are pretty good detectives. Sherri went into the bathroom. A natural act for a cat. For some reason she felt like if she shifted in there, the police would expect the cat to have stayed there and she had been there all the time. But she knew that was not true.
She walked through the door and wrinkled her pert nose at the ancient yellowing tiles and walls and the rusting toilet.
So she stood there, paws against the mirror, eyes watering from strong disinfectant, wondering what she could do, on the brink of sliding into the sink bowl.
She looked into her green, devious cats eyes and wondered at what to do. She knew cats were smarter and more devious than they looked, for she had been tricked out of a pillow more than once. (Shiloh knows when I set my book down that I read my bible, pray and put out the lights, the absence of light time perfect for stealing pillows, so he is always watches for me to put down my book.)
Sherri felt like those eyes were traitorous now, but she knew what her friend Brisa would want. She thought. She would really have to work on this communication as a cat with her friend.
She shifted into herself and quietly walked back into the main room.
"Hello. I'm Sherri Lastless. Nice to meet you," she held out a hand to the man, a scared smile on her face, but he seemed nice enough.
She twitched her ears and flagged her tail.

Brisa watched her friend walk out of the bathroom and greet the officer, shaking his hand. She took a deep sigh and relaxed a little, knowing that Sherri would help her get out of this mess.