«We Could Be Legends»

(Well that is 16-year-old Drama for you!)
( Honey, that is not 16-year-old drama at all.
Sixteen-year-olds are more or less actually mature. I myself am almost 16 and I have never acted like that before.
Three-year-olds are another thing, they dont know better. Ella does.
The only sixteen year olds that I know who act like that are bratty stuck-up actress wannabes who have a crying fit over not getting the right color Lamborghini.
Ella is just a brat who needs some discipline, and my character is going to give it to her.
Now you need to stop acting like this yourself because its getting far beyond annoying to our characters and us ourselves. I hope you understand )
 
(Nope.)

While the winged boy was crouched over the things on the ground, another masked person, a tall woman, who had blood pooling just above one of her brows, rounded the alleyway entrance, raised her dart gun and fired. The dart hitting Zion squarely in the side of the neck. She seemed to bristle with anger as she strode up the alley way, kicking off garbage that stuck to her foot.
Zachary was surprised by the sudden appearance, but didn't complain when the winged boy fell over, from the effects of the dart.

******

Startled awake by a face full of soggy paper, I looked around disoriented. Zion, was laying next to me, his face half hidden by the folds of my robe. What had happened? I looked up to see a woman dressed in black coming toward me, I wanted to run, but I couldn't just leave my brother, what had happened? The woman raised what looked like a gun, and fired, I didn't have time to run, or ponder what had even happened, as darkness quickly enveloped me.

******

"Come on." She growled. "Grab the rat. And help me drag this guy, before the cops spot us."

Zachary quickly picked Delilah up curling her limp body in his left arm, and grabbed Zion's wing shoulder with his other hand. "What about their stuff?" He asked, though he wanted to ask what happened at the park he was expecting more people to show up.

She grunted, though it sounded more like a growl to him, and grabbed the edge of the robe, hoisting it and over her shoulder it's contents contained. "You happy?" She asked snarling, and she roughly grabbed the other wing of the boy on the ground. "Lets go!"
Zion opens his eyes to a dark stone room. He blinks and looks around and realizes hes in a prison cell. He rubs his neck where the dart hit him and then it hits him.
No... I let my guard down! AUGH! Now Delilah is at risk because of me!
He quickly leaps to his feet and walks around the cell, trying to look for some sort of way to get out. While he looks around he almost steps on something, he steps back and looks at it for a moment his eyes adjusting to the dark.
He realizes it Delilah still in her fox form. Panic grips Zions mind and he picks his limp sister up.
He quickly puts his ear to her chest and listens. Her heartbeat is slow but shes still alive.
Tears well up in his eyes and he starts hammering his fist against the bars, yelling for someone to help him.
He continues to yell until he cant anymore.

Why didn't Zion fly away? ))
(bc he let his guard down)

(He was carrying delilah in one arm with her leg which was wrapped in her robe thrown over his shoulder... it was in the way?)
(that too)
 
"Wolfram, of course. Haven't you noticed? I mean, I've seen enough of it going around to know if someone likes some one else. It's the basis of some people going to school, the drama, the other kids the same age..." Sherri crossed her legs and tilted her head to the side.

Wolfram pulled at the bars, snarling in frusteration. He looked up, a familer voice floating through the air."Bleddyn!"He gasped softly."I mean...um..."He looked away quickly, cursing silently. He pulled again at the door, growling when it didn't open. He looked around the hall with narrowed eyes. Please have keys somewhere, please....please...keys.... He glanced at Bleddyn, figuring he mine as well answer her question."We shifted into our animal forms."He told her, pulling at the lock. Suddenly, he stopped, hearing shuffling from around the corner."Stay silent."He hissed to the two girls and Lachlan. He shifted into a cat, creeping around the corner to see what it was. A masked man, dressed in black was standing with his back to Wolfram. A pair of keys happened to very conveniently dropped to the ground. He crept forward snatching the keys as silently as possible in his jaws, backing away quietly. He crept back to the cell, looking up at Lachlan with the keys dangling out of his mouth.

Face a furious bright red, Bleddyn glared daggers at Sherri. "Shut up right now or I'll do it for you," she hissed under her breath as Wolfram shifted and crept after the keyholder. Does she not realize both of them are literally right there? Lachlan still stood with hands loosely gripping the bars, but it didn't seem he'd tuned into their massively one-sided blabbering. Did I actually think she meant him for a second?
As Wolfram reappeared with a muzzle-full of keys, Bleddyn looked everywhere but at him, before she realized how stupidly obvious she was being. Sherri's just being one of those blonde sapheads who madly ship everything that breathes mutual air. Drop it Dyn. "Only 24 hours," she muttered fiercely, aloud, without realizing it.
 
Face a furious bright red, Bleddyn glared daggers at Sherri. "Shut up right now or I'll do it for you," she hissed under her breath as Wolfram shifted and crept after the keyholder. Does she not realize both of them are literally right there? Lachlan still stood with hands loosely gripping the bars, but it didn't seem he'd tuned into their massively one-sided blabbering. Did I actually think she meant him for a second?
As Wolfram reappeared with a muzzle-full of keys, Bleddyn looked everywhere but at him, before she realized how stupidly obvious she was being. Sherri's just being one of those blonde sapheads who madly ship everything that breathes mutual air. Drop it Dyn. "Only 24 hours," she muttered fiercely, aloud, without realizing it.
(*stuffs mouth with chocolate pie*

Wolfram looked over at her, flicking his ears in confusion. He shifted, leaning against the bars of the cell, the shifting having drained his energy. He ignored Bleddyn's words, sighing softly. He fumbled with the keys, none of them fitting the key hole. One key left. He prayed the last key would fit. Teeth gritting in frustration, his heart started pounding. They where running out of time, guards or worse, Mapleshade could come any minute. He shoved the key into the hole, triumph lighting up his eyes as the key fit."Yes!"He gasped, twisting the key, and the door unlocked.
 
"Ash? I need to get off, Toby and some others are here and talking to me. I'll look for Bleddyn and send her your way." River stated, flicking her ears and hung up. (@HeavensHens88 )
River turned on Indigo. "So, you think you know where they might be holding Lachlan, Wolfram, and Bleddyn? Er, and Sherri too?"
As River killed the connection, Ash gave a mystified shrug and pocketed her phone. That's not like her. Guess the teen apocalypse must be wearing her out.
"
Guess who's going running with his wife!" she announced brightly to the lump on the bed that was attempting convincing snores.
The sheets convulsed violently as Connor lost his skin in terror and erupted as a massive black wolf that bolted for the sanctuary of a lockable closet.
 
( :clap Toby, River, Indigo, Fritz, Emily, & Ella are in the underground tunnels where the building collapsed in WCBH.
Jessi, Alice, Camilla, Peter, Grace, and Brisa are at River's house. The rest are in prison cells in the Pure's hiding place.)
(Are they inside or outside the area?)
 
Wolfram pulled at the bars, snarling in frusteration. He looked up, a familer voice floating through the air."Bleddyn!"He gasped softly."I mean...um..."He looked away quickly, cursing silently. He pulled again at the door, growling when it didn't open. He looked around the hall with narrowed eyes. Please have keys somewhere, please....please...keys.... He glanced at Bleddyn, figuring he mine as well answer her question."We shifted into our animal forms."He told her, pulling at the lock. Suddenly, he stopped, hearing shuffling from around the corner."Stay silent."He hissed to the two girls and Lachlan. He shifted into a cat, creeping around the corner to see what it was. A masked man, dressed in black was standing with his back to Wolfram. A pair of keys happened to very conveniently dropped to the ground. He crept forward snatching the keys as silently as possible in his jaws, backing away quietly. He crept back to the cell, looking up at Lachlan with the keys dangling out of his mouth.
Lachlan couldn't help but grin, he watched as Wolfram tried different keys as silently as possible in the lock before finding the right one. "Sherri, be quiet." He whispered, suddenly aware of her chatter. "There's a guard." His eyes flicked to Bleddyn. "Can you stand?"
Zion opens his eyes to a dark stone room. He blinks and looks around and realizes hes in a prison cell. He rubs his neck where the dart hit him and then it hits him.
No... I let my guard down! AUGH! Now Delilah is at risk because of me!
He quickly leaps to his feet and walks around the cell, trying to look for some sort of way to get out. While he looks around he almost steps on something, he steps back and looks at it for a moment his eyes adjusting to the dark.
He realizes it Delilah still in her fox form. Panic grips Zions mind and he picks his limp sister up.
He quickly puts his ear to her chest and listens. Her heartbeat is slow but shes still alive.
Tears well up in his eyes and he starts hammering his fist against the bars, yelling for someone to help him.
He continues to yell until he cant anymore.


(bc he let his guard down)


(that too)
Lachlan's head snapped around. "I know that voice..." ...Zion! He crept over to the corner, glancing around it. The guard was going to a cell, which held a distraught Zion and unconscious Fox-Delilah, the guard's hand reached for his radio. No! Lachlan thought. If he calls someone and they come they could spot us!
Lachlan rushed forward, punching the guard in the side of the face, and grabbing the man's dart gun with his other hand, pulling the trigger.
The man fell unconscious with a thud. "Whoa..." Did I just... Do that?
 
Lachlan couldn't help but grin, bending over and taking the keys from Wolfram's jaws. He tested as silently as possible several keys in the lock before finding the right one, unlocking it and pulling the door open quietly. "Sherri, be quiet." He whispered, suddenly aware of her chatter. "There's a guard." His eyes flicked to Bleddyn. "Can you stand?"

Lachlan's head snapped around. "I know that voice..." ...Zion! He crept over to the corner, glancing around it. The guard was going to a cell, which held a distraught Zion and unconscious Fox-Delilah, the guard's hand reached for his radio. No! Lachlan thought. If he calls someone and they come they could spot us!
Lachlan rushed forward, punching the guard in the side of the face, and grabbing the man's dart gun with his other hand, pulling the trigger.
The man fell unconscious with a thud. "Whoa..." Did I just... Do that?
(I'll edit, didn't see that Wolfram unlocked when I wrote this.)
 

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