«We Could Be Legends»

[Cluckcluck1215]

Lachlan opened his mouth to utter something about watching it, but snapped it closed as Wolfram fell. He held his hand out to him. "You okay?" He asked kindly.

Wolfram's chest heaved, taking in deep breaths in attempt to rid of the clawing darkness."No."He finally whispered, clenching a hand into a fist."I feel so useless and weak right now. I can't do this. I can't."

 

[RiverStorm]

Wolfram's chest heaved, taking in deep breaths in attempt to rid of the clawing darkness."No."He finally whispered, clenching a hand into a fist."I feel so useless and weak right now. I can't do this. I can't."

Lachlan sighed. Time to adult up, Lachlan. He crouched beside Wolfram, tentatively putting a hand on his shoulder. "Useless? Weak? I don't see where you are getting that from. That pathetic cat-lady Mapleshade? She an idiot. I don't think it was weak when you stood up to the Pure at the park, or stood up to Indigo, or useless when you quietly stole those keys, or weak when you fought Delilah and Bleddyn. The only weak thing you have done is think you are weak."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Camilla peered out the window, glancing over the area. The building was tiny, brick, and had dark windows. A large sign on the building, with white, fancy letters said 'Locksmith and Smith'. As they passed the doors by she saw a sign saying the hours-- Eight to five.
There were multiple trees on the property around the building, they were dead looking, having no leaves, the street was empty too, and almost no cars garnished the parking lot. Along with this the rain added to the spooky sense, and Camilla shivered-- partly from the cold crisp air. "Your not gonna have a problem with that. There's no one here! But, would you get a parking space near the doors? I'm not hoping to walk in the rain and cold."

"Ok." Jessi said, and parked by the door. "Man, this place is creepy. Let's go in." Jessi got out of the car and stepped up by the door.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Lachlan sighed. Time to adult up, Lachlan. He crouched beside Wolfram, tentatively putting a hand on his shoulder. "Useless? Weak? I don't see where you are getting that from. That pathetic cat-lady Mapleshade? She an idiot. I don't think it was weak when you stood up to the Pure at the park, or stood up to Indigo, or useless when you quietly stole those keys, or weak when you fought Delilah and Bleddyn. The only weak thing you have done is think you are weak."

Wolfram flinched at Lachlan's touch. He realized who it was, and relaxed, though still tense."As if!"He hissed."My mother dying? That's my fault. Bleddyn getting injured? That's my fault. Mapleshade's insanity? I am the child of the person who caused her to act like a maniac."He clenched a hand into a fist."Those acts mean nothing. I'm weak because a break down whenever someone brings up anything about my past. I will never be as good as my mom. I don't deserve to be able to call her my mother."

 

[RiverStorm]

Wolfram flinched at Lachlan's touch. He realized who it was, and relaxed, though still tense."As if!"He hissed."My mother dying? That's my fault. Bleddyn getting injured? That's my fault. Mapleshade's insanity? I am the child of the person who caused her to act like a maniac."He clenched a hand into a fist."Those acts mean nothing. I'm weak because a break down whenever someone brings up anything about my past. I will never be as good as my mom. I don't deserve to be able to call her my mother."

"How is your mother dying your fault? You didn't kill her, you didn't ask for her death. Her death hurt you more than anyone. Bleddyn was not hurt by you, trust me, if we blamed it on you, you would know it. She's like my little sister. Did you ask to be your father's son? No. You had no choice over your parents, no one does. And how does those acts mean nothing? All of them mean something. That doesn't make you weak, it makes you broken. And that's okay, because if you weren't, you wouldn't be real, human, sane." Lachlan said calmly. "How do you know that? Everyone deserves awesome parents, but only some people get them. You and I lucked out. Even if she was taken, you still had her. She loved you. Do you think she thought she deserved to be gifted with a son who loved her?"

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"How is your mother dying your fault? You didn't kill her, you didn't ask for her death. Her death hurt you more than anyone. Bleddyn was not hurt by you, trust me, if we blamed it on you, you would know it. She's like my little sister. Did you ask to be your father's son? No. You had no choice over your parents, no one does. And how does those acts mean nothing? All of them mean something. That doesn't make you weak, it makes you broken. And that's okay, because if you weren't, you wouldn't be real, human, sane." Lachlan said calmly. "How do you know that? Everyone deserves awesome parents, but only some people get them. You and I lucked out. Even if she was taken, you still had her. She loved you. Do you think she thought she deserved to be gifted with a son who loved her?"

"If I hadn't stayed to argue with Lily, I would have been home before Mapleshade had time to kill her. "Wolfram whispered, his words drowned out by Lachlan still speaking."She deserved to have a child better then me. Someone who wasn't broken inside. I wouldn't be surprised if she was disappointed in me. She should be."He gripped onto consciousness like his life depended on it, not making a effort to move from that spoke."She deserved a son or daughter who doesn't hate themselves."

 

[RiverStorm]

"If I hadn't stayed to argue with Lily, I would have been home before Mapleshade had time to kill her. "Wolfram whispered, his words drowned out by Lachlan still speaking."She deserved to have a child better then me. Someone who wasn't broken inside. I wouldn't be surprised if she was disappointed in me. She should be."He gripped onto consciousness like his life depended on it, not making a effort to move from that spoke."She deserved a son or daughter who doesn't hate themselves."

"Maybe, perhaps you could have saved Silver. But at what cost? Her having to live without a son? You having to live with being a killer?" Lachlan murmured. "Maybe she did, but maybe she wanted someone like you. Everyone hates themselves to some extant."

 

[cathloveydovey]

Mapleshade ripped away from him."Stop! Please stop!"She screeched, blindly stabbing the air with the knife.

Lachlan watched the events with interest, flicking his eyes over Bleddyn as she stumbled forward. "You seem to be an attractant of Mapleshade wanting to kill you. You okay?" He said, and glanced at Wolfram. "I need to get you two out of here, now. You're both hurt, bad." He moved closer to Wolfram, offering himself to be used for Wolfram to lean against as they walk. "Bleddyn, can you walk?" He cast his eyes around. "Great, looks like Toby's hurt too." He murmured, looking back to Wolfram and Bleddyn, reaching up subconsciously and clutched his side as pain ripped through him.

Bleddyn stumbled into Wolfram, completely unbalanced by her abrupt release. She gradually peeled herself off of him, hands up apologetically, and pressed herself against the wall beside him to watch the gory show Zion was putting on for them. "You really, really didn't have to do that," she hissed hotly, wringing her hands in an attempt to rid them of the continuous and unearthly sensation of gripping claws. "And please tell me you weren't honest."

Wolfram was overly shocked by Bleddyn falling against him. He tensed, grabbing the wall to hold himself steady."You're fine."He murmured quietly. He had to admit, deep down, he didn't want her to pull away. But that thought vanished as a migraine continually rammed at his skull. He looked at her, blinking for a second to focus his quickly weakening vision on her."That was a one hundred percent lie. I don't know what or where the key is. I just wanted her to let you go."He told her softly, his eyes flickering from Mapleshade and Zion and back to Bleddyn."I knew if I kept up telling her I didn't know where it was she would've killed you. No doubt."

Bleddyn took a pace back so Lachlan could support Wolfram. "I'm fine, Lach," she muttered, still furiously rubbing at her wrists. "Just hot as a hornet."
She granted Wolfram a drifting glance, still miffed at having to accept that she'd needed rescuing. "Well, uh, okay, right then."
Maybe a tad bit of gratitude wouldn't hurt?
"Thanks. You won't have to do it again." Her voice was tight again, hurried as if there'd be consequence if she didn't get it all out brisk and heated enough.

Wolfram looked at her, as if it took a minute for her words to registered."No...No problem. I'd uh...I'd do again in a heartbeat if I had to."A small smile tugged at his lips, and he suddenly turned away, groaning in pain. He put a hand on his forehead, thankful for Lachlan's support. A pain gripped his head, enough to make him want to black out. Actually he was sure he would black out. His vision blacked for a minute, but he still felt solid ground beneath his feet.

Lachlan rolled his eyes at Bleddyn. "Yeah, I'm sure your leg is suddenly fine after being stabbed. Seems they've patched you up though, so I guess you are fine." He turned to Wolfram. "We need to get out of here, before you pass out."

Toby dropped his gun and stumbled backwards into the wall. He saw something attacking Mapleshade, but his vision was too blurry to tell what it was. His head snapped up when he heard someone say his name. He looked around confused, but he didn't find who said it

Brow furrowed, Bleddyn's lips pursued to deliver a testy retort, aiming to correct Wolfram's infuriating profession of loyalty to her maintained life. But she thought better of it as he swayed, promising a looming loss of consciousness. "Yeah, and like now. Unlike myself, he doesn't appear too effortlessly totable."

"My mom told me how to get to Toby or Indigo's cars while we were fighting. This way." Lachlan said, walking slowly down the hall, making sure Wolfram didn't fall.


"Yeah, we need to get out of here. Toby, you too. Ergh, if you can't walk then-- Indigo-- If that's even your name, help him."

Wolfram slowly striaghtened up, using the wall to stabilize himself. He gave another low groan, now realizing his hand was covered in a thin layer of blood. You have got to be kidding...My head is bleeding. "Lets...lets get out of here before I pass out."He growled, his eyes narrowing, just barely able to make out his feet when he looked down. He glanced at Bleddyn."Are you going to be ok?"

"No, they won't Toby. They will be right behind us, and okay." Lachlan said firmly.

"What is with everyone and freaking out over if I'm okay?!" Bleddyn exploded, frustrated to the point where she wouldn't mind knocking every being within a mile radius out cold. "Look at you two! You've probably got concussion on top of concussion and Lach must have twenty decent wounds for his shirt to be that bloody." She pressed her hands into Wolfram's back, stubbornly shoving the both of them along...despite that she probably wasn't contributing any real push factor.

Wolfram tensed when her hands collided with his back. He flinched, pulling away."Don't touch me!"He snarled, But guilt replaced the look of anger quickly."Maybe I'm just asking because I'm worried. Is there something wrong with that?"His face went emotionless, Exept for pain. He turned away from her, leaning slightly on Lachlan, slowly putting one foot in front of the other.

Lachlan winced as she mentioned his wounds. "We haven't been freaking out over you, I merely have been asking if you were okay, when you had a knife at your throat. Him too, except he has said it a couple times more because he didn't hear you and is worried."

Everything's wrong with that. I don't need people caring. "Yeah, it's kind of weird when yesterday I wanted to punch your face blue." She took a few of the steps backward, wanting to make sure this sunk into Wolfram's addled brain....and just maybe she'd get them all out of here faster if she hurried ahead. Her irksome limp tried to slow her, but Bleddyn was in no mind to bow to it. "Can't say I still don't want to, though."

"Just, shut up!"Wolfram snarled suddenly, glaring at her."You're making my head hurt worse then it already does, so shut up!"He turned away from her, guilt already worming into his chest. Now I feel really bad....Why did I yell at her? I'm such a jerk... It took way more energy out of him to yell then normal.... While he was drowning in his thoughts, he tripped over his own foot, falling onto his knees, his elbows hitting the ground to stop his head from slamming into the ground.

Lachlan opened his mouth to utter something about watching it, but snapped it closed as Wolfram fell. He held his hand out to him. "You okay?" He asked kindly.

Wolfram's chest heaved, taking in deep breaths in attempt to rid of the clawing darkness."No."He finally whispered, clenching a hand into a fist."I feel so useless and weak right now. I can't do this. I can't."

Lachlan sighed. Time to adult up, Lachlan. He crouched beside Wolfram, tentatively putting a hand on his shoulder. "Useless? Weak? I don't see where you are getting that from. That pathetic cat-lady Mapleshade? She an idiot. I don't think it was weak when you stood up to the Pure at the park, or stood up to Indigo, or useless when you quietly stole those keys, or weak when you fought Delilah and Bleddyn. The only weak thing you have done is think you are weak."

Wolfram flinched at Lachlan's touch. He realized who it was, and relaxed, though still tense."As if!"He hissed."My mother dying? That's my fault. Bleddyn getting injured? That's my fault. Mapleshade's insanity? I am the child of the person who caused her to act like a maniac."He clenched a hand into a fist."Those acts mean nothing. I'm weak because a break down whenever someone brings up anything about my past. I will never be as good as my mom. I don't deserve to be able to call her my mother."

"How is your mother dying your fault? You didn't kill her, you didn't ask for her death. Her death hurt you more than anyone. Bleddyn was not hurt by you, trust me, if we blamed it on you, you would know it. She's like my little sister. Did you ask to be your father's son? No. You had no choice over your parents, no one does. And how does those acts mean nothing? All of them mean something. That doesn't make you weak, it makes you broken. And that's okay, because if you weren't, you wouldn't be real, human, sane." Lachlan said calmly. "How do you know that? Everyone deserves awesome parents, but only some people get them. You and I lucked out. Even if she was taken, you still had her. She loved you. Do you think she thought she deserved to be gifted with a son who loved her?"

Zion screeched the entire time he kept attacking Mapleshade, his heart beat faster and faster then he wanted and he felt like he was going to pass out. Butterflies aroused in his stomach as the screams of Mapleshade echoed through his skull. This felt wrong... But at the same time, it felt, right? It felt right. The more he ripped apart her face the more he savored the moment, something inside him felt stronger than ever, something evil...
He screamed in eagle tongue and pushed his talons deeper into Mapleshades face. He felt his talons sink into something and he then felt it resist him. He pulled hard against it and as he did his heart dropped like a stone. He felt a ripping and then a sickening pluck as his talon ripped out whatever was resisting him and fell onto the ground.
He finally stopped attacking Mapleshade and soared over to the others, his legs and wings soaked with blood.
He stood in front of the others protectively as he stared crazily at the cat woman, her face now ragged, mangled and soaked in blood. Zion then looked upon the floor of the area where he attacked Mapleshade, and there he saw two slitted dark green cat eyes.

He opened his beak and stared in horror.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Zion screeched the entire time he kept attacking Mapleshade, his heart beat faster and faster then he wanted and he felt like he was going to pass out. Butterflies aroused in his stomach as the screams of Mapleshade echoed through his skull. This felt wrong... But at the same time, it felt, right? It felt right. The more he ripped apart her face the more he savored the moment, something inside him felt stronger than ever, something evil...
He screamed in eagle tongue and pushed his talons deeper into Mapleshades face. He felt his talons sink into something and he then felt it resist him. He pulled hard against it and as he did his heart dropped like a stone. He felt a ripping and then a sickening pluck as his talon ripped out whatever was resisting him and fell onto the ground.
He finally stopped attacking Mapleshade and soared over to the others, his legs and wings soaked with blood.
He stood in front of the others protectively as he stared crazily at the cat woman, her face now ragged, mangled and soaked in blood. Zion then looked upon the floor of the area where he attacked Mapleshade, and there he saw two slitted dark green cat eyes.

He opened his beak and stared in horror.

(Wow.)

 

[cathloveydovey]

(Wow.)

(IDK I HAVE -9 BRAIN CELLS