«We Could Be Legends»

[RiverStorm]

Alice stopped mid-sentence and looked up at Camilla her emotions were gone, she'd cried all she could.

Alice crashed into the counter top and slumped down to the floor clutching her face, there was blood in her hands. She sat there and accepted everything Camilla had said. She was right. It was her fault. It was all her fault their family was broken.

Camilla readied her arm for another shattering punch, when a weight crashed into her. No. No, no, Alice needs to feel my pain. I can't take those dull eyes.
"Camilla-" She hadn't even realized her punch had gone through, but it had. But it hadn't hit Alice. No, a boy was standing before her, clutching a bloodied nose.
Lachlan.
He grabbed her arms again, dragging her back, having must've decided to keep her from attacking Alice once again then nurse his nose. "Camilla, stop! She's your sister! I'm sure she didn't kill Aunt Tayn. Alice wouldn't kill her, okay? Alice didn't do it."
"No. She said she did!" Camilla snarled, a whimper escaping her throat. She needed someone to blame.

She started talking again, even though she knew no one was going to listen. "He said he'd let her go. I, I trusted him. I should have known better. I, I should have stopped him. I could have stopped him."

River squatted down, putting her hand on Alice's shoulder gently. "Hey, who? Come on Alice, I need you to tell me who killed Tayn. Who is he? Who dared kill my brother's wife?" The last part hadn't meant to slip out, for it was dripping with a poisonous tone. Yet it did.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Camilla readied her arm for another shattering punch, when a weight crashed into her. No. No, no, Alice needs to feel my pain. I can't take those dull eyes.
"Camilla-" She hadn't even realized her punch had gone through, but it had. But it hadn't hit Alice. No, a boy was standing before her, clutching a bloodied nose.
Lachlan.
He grabbed her arms again, dragging her back, having must've decided to keep her from attacking Alice once again then nurse his nose. "Camilla, stop! She's your sister! I'm sure she didn't kill Aunt Tayn. Alice wouldn't kill her, okay? Alice didn't do it."
"No. She said she did!" Camilla snarled, a whimper escaping her throat. She needed someone to blame.

River squatted down, putting her hand on Alice's shoulder gently. "Hey, who? Come on Alice, I need you to tell me who killed Tayn. Who is he? Who dared kill my brother's wife?" The last part hadn't meant to slip out, for it was dripping with a poisonous tone. Yet it did.

She looked up into Rivers eyes a sad desperation in her own. "I don't know." She shook her head the memory of him gently wiping blood off her face resurfacing. "He, seemed.... " She didn't finish the sentence, how could she think he was nice? "I don't know. He, he wanted the key. He said, he said he'd let her go." She looked away ashamed. "But he didn't."

 

[Amer]

She looked up into Rivers eyes a sad desperation in her own. "I don't know." She shook her head the memory of him gently wiping blood off her face resurfacing. "He, seemed.... " She didn't finish the sentence, how could she think he was nice? "I don't know. He, he wanted the key. He said, he said he'd let her go." She looked away ashamed. "But he didn't."

Indigo hesitantly stepped forward. All that information just within reach. She could take it.
Shame reddened her cheeks, and she took a larger step back.
She hadn't noticed until now how dirty her fingernails were.
She found it a good time to play around with them.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Just like that, Bleddyn completely shut down. Her brain completely wiped itself clean. Nothing had happened today that mattered, she wasn't anywhere that pertained, and she certaintly wasn't in a room with a dozen other people.
All she saw was Alice.
"You...you.....you......"
Her eyes fixed impossibly wide, Bleddyn keeled over and began spitting bloody gasps.

Wolfram stared.
At no one in particular. But he stared. At Camilla. At Bleddyn. At Alice. Guilt worked its way into his chest as he noticed Bleddyn coughing dark crimson blood. He stiffened, fear replacing guilt when he realized he probably did that to her.
Fear that Alice killed her own mother.
Fear of Camilla's brute strength behind a single punch.
He was afraid, and faltered to hide it at that.
"You....you...." His words failed to leave his lips, his throat dry as he stared at Alice crumbled next to the counter.
He couldn't speak, his throat to dry and closed.
How? How could someone kill their own mother?
He felt dizzy and very nauseous at the thought.

".....Killed your own mother?"
He finally choked out, his voice low and hoarse, like something was clawing at his throat when he tried to speak.
He gaze drifted back to Bleddyn, unable to speak to her. He felt guilty and scared. He shouldn't have punched her. He should've known better. But he still did it. He punched her.
And Alice killed her own mother.

 

[RiverStorm]

She looked up into Rivers eyes a sad desperation in her own. "I don't know." She shook her head the memory of him gently wiping blood off her face resurfacing. "He, seemed.... " She didn't finish the sentence, how could she think he was nice? "I don't know. He, he wanted the key. He said, he said he'd let her go." She looked away ashamed. "But he didn't."

Indigo hesitantly stepped forward. All that information just within reach. She could take it.
Shame reddened her cheeks, and she took a larger step back.
She hadn't noticed until now how dirty her fingernails were.
She found it a good time to play around with them.

Wolfram stared.
At no one in particular. But he stared. At Camilla. At Bleddyn. At Alice. Guilt worked its way into his chest as he noticed Bleddyn coughing dark crimson blood. He stiffened, fear replacing guilt when he realized he probably did that to her.
Fear that Alice killed her own mother.
Fear of Camilla's brute strength behind a single punch.
He was afraid, and faltered to hide it at that.
"You....you...." His words failed to leave his lips, his throat dry as he stared at Alice crumbled next to the counter.
He couldn't speak, his throat to dry and closed.
How? How could someone kill their own mother?
He felt dizzy and very nauseous at the thought.

".....Killed your own mother?"
He finally choked out, his voice low and hoarse, like something was clawing at his throat when he tried to speak.
He gaze drifted back to Bleddyn, unable to speak to her. He felt guilty and scared. He shouldn't have punched her. He should've known better. But he still did it. He punched her.
And Alice killed her own mother.

"The Pure are the ones who want the key. The Pure must have killed Tayn." River's voice sounded distant as she thought, her head still dipped towards Alice. "Alice, you didn't kill Tayn. A Pure terrorist did. Okay?" She soothed, honestly surprised at how kind her words sounded.
Her eyes flickered around, meeting each person's pained gaze. Bleddyn was on the floor, blood exploding out of her mouth each time she coughed. Jessi looked sick, and had gone silent since Camilla had punched Alice. Indigo looked simply awkward, having not knew Tayn, and had just met the people in the room. Wolfram was standing beside Bleddyn, bumbling at the thought that Alice had murdered her own mother. The words probably had shook the boy just as much as the others who knew Tayn, seeing as he had just lost a mother he loved. Lachlan and Finlay were both attached to one of Camilla's arms each, holding her back. And Camilla had suddenly stopped fighting, tears streaming down her sheet pale face, her silver eyes sparkling with pain.
Her eyes slid back to Alice, tears finally filling her eyes, yet not allowed to drop. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry you lost her."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"The Pure are the ones who want the key. The Pure killed Tayn." River's voice sounded distant as she thought, her head still dipped towards Alice. "Alice, you didn't kill Tayn. A Pure terrorist did. Okay?" She soothed, honestly surprised at how kind her words sounded.
Her eyes flickered around, meeting each person's pained gaze. Bleddyn was on the floor, blood exploding out of her mouth each time she coughed. Jessi looked sick, and had gone silent since Camilla had punched Alice. Indigo looked simply awkward, having not knew Tayn, and had just met the people in the room. Wolfram was standing beside Bleddyn, bumbling at the thought that Alice had murdered her own mother. The words probably had shook the boy just as much as the others who knew Tayn, seeing as he had just lost a mother he loved. Lachlan and Finlay were both attached to one of Camilla's arms each, holding her back. And Camilla had suddenly stopped fighting, tears streaming down her sheet pale face, her silver eyes sparkling with pain.
Her eyes slid back to Alice, tears finally filling her eyes, yet not allowed to drop. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry you lost her."

Wolfram froze, his muscles stiffening even more then they where before. 'The Pure killed Tayn.'
Pure. The Pure. They killed another person. Another person for Mapleshade to scratch off her list. Another person she can say her men brutally murdered. Another person broken on the inside.
He clenched his hands into fists tightly, hissing. "I've had enough of the The Pure and their darn games! What the heck do they want from us?! What the heck does the key even do?! I have never even heard of the murderous morons until now! What do they want from us?!"

 

[Amer]

Indigo raised her head. "The Pure is killing innocent people. It isn't your fault, Alice. And that is why we must fight back!"

 

[RiverStorm]

Wolfram froze, his muscles stiffening even more then they where before. 'The Pure killed Tayn.'
Pure. The Pure. They killed another person. Another person for Mapleshade to scratch off her list. Another person she can say her men brutally murdered. Another person broken on the inside.
He clenched his hands into fists tightly, hissing. "I've had enough of the The Pure and their damn games! What the hell do they want from us?! What the hell does the key even do?! I have never even heard of the murderous morons until now! What do they want from us?!"

"I saw someone at the Multitude base... Who explained some things. While you and Lachlan were outside." River whispered, her body shuddering. "Pure have been around longer than us, in a way." She suddenly shot up, whirling around to face Wolfram.
"The Pure are a group of terrorist, formerly Firestein Soldiers. Firestein was a man who thought inhumans were a danger to everyone, crazy super-powered people with the ability to be the best murderers. When he was thirty, he started a group. Their purpose was to either kill or imprison inhumans in a prison made of... Something, I didn't see it. But he killed, a lot. When I was eighteen, I was sucked into a group that wanted to do good, help older ladies across the street and stuff like that. We got a commission or something, Gage was the one who received it. We ended up going to someone's apartment, and finding a girl, who was scared and hidden in an upstairs closet. One thing led to another and by the end we got in a fight with Firestein, and one of his own men killed him. His army dispersed with their leader dead, but the old friend I saw, Leona, said that some stuck together, idolizing his beliefs, and starting the Pure. The have the same goal as Firestein, but not to imprison. To kill. They... Made something, a poison. It is the key. It will destroy inhuman cells, and depending on what they are, they will live or die. Your mother, Silver, was sent to take it, apparently she did and she hide it." She said, her hand hand picking at her other hand in nervous fidgeting. "It adds up."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Alice frowned down at the shards of glass scattered across the floor, her stomach was hurting. "I went home to get the van, and, Mom...."

Alice stopped mid-sentence and looked up at Camilla her emotions were gone, she'd cried all she could.

Alice crashed into the counter top and slumped down to the floor clutching her face, there was blood in her hands. She sat there and accepted everything Camilla had said. She was right. It was her fault. It was all her fault their family was broken.

She started talking again, even though she knew no one was going to listen. "He said he'd let her go. I, I trusted him. I should have known better. I, I should have stopped him. I could have stopped him."

Camilla readied her arm for another shattering punch, when a weight crashed into her. No. No, no, Alice needs to feel my pain. I can't take those dull eyes.
"Camilla-" She hadn't even realized her punch had gone through, but it had. But it hadn't hit Alice. No, a boy was standing before her, clutching a bloodied nose.
Lachlan.
He grabbed her arms again, dragging her back, having must've decided to keep her from attacking Alice once again then nurse his nose. "Camilla, stop! She's your sister! I'm sure she didn't kill Aunt Tayn. Alice wouldn't kill her, okay? Alice didn't do it."
"No. She said she did!" Camilla snarled, a whimper escaping her throat. She needed someone to blame.

River squatted down, putting her hand on Alice's shoulder gently. "Hey, who? Come on Alice, I need you to tell me who killed Tayn. Who is he? Who dared kill my brother's wife?" The last part hadn't meant to slip out, for it was dripping with a poisonous tone. Yet it did.

She looked up into Rivers eyes a sad desperation in her own. "I don't know." She shook her head the memory of him gently wiping blood off her face resurfacing. "He, seemed.... " She didn't finish the sentence, how could she think he was nice? "I don't know. He, he wanted the key. He said, he said he'd let her go." She looked away ashamed. "But he didn't."

Indigo hesitantly stepped forward. All that information just within reach. She could take it.
Shame reddened her cheeks, and she took a larger step back.
She hadn't noticed until now how dirty her fingernails were.
She found it a good time to play around with them.

Wolfram stared.
At no one in particular. But he stared. At Camilla. At Bleddyn. At Alice. Guilt worked its way into his chest as he noticed Bleddyn coughing dark crimson blood. He stiffened, fear replacing guilt when he realized he probably did that to her.
Fear that Alice killed her own mother.
Fear of Camilla's brute strength behind a single punch.
He was afraid, and faltered to hide it at that.
"You....you...." His words failed to leave his lips, his throat dry as he stared at Alice crumbled next to the counter.
He couldn't speak, his throat to dry and closed.
How? How could someone kill their own mother?
He felt dizzy and very nauseous at the thought.

".....Killed your own mother?"
He finally choked out, his voice low and hoarse, like something was clawing at his throat when he tried to speak.
He gaze drifted back to Bleddyn, unable to speak to her. He felt guilty and scared. He shouldn't have punched her. He should've known better. But he still did it. He punched her.
And Alice killed her own mother.

"The Pure are the ones who want the key. The Pure must have killed Tayn." River's voice sounded distant as she thought, her head still dipped towards Alice. "Alice, you didn't kill Tayn. A Pure terrorist did. Okay?" She soothed, honestly surprised at how kind her words sounded.
Her eyes flickered around, meeting each person's pained gaze. Bleddyn was on the floor, blood exploding out of her mouth each time she coughed. Jessi looked sick, and had gone silent since Camilla had punched Alice. Indigo looked simply awkward, having not knew Tayn, and had just met the people in the room. Wolfram was standing beside Bleddyn, bumbling at the thought that Alice had murdered her own mother. The words probably had shook the boy just as much as the others who knew Tayn, seeing as he had just lost a mother he loved. Lachlan and Finlay were both attached to one of Camilla's arms each, holding her back. And Camilla had suddenly stopped fighting, tears streaming down her sheet pale face, her silver eyes sparkling with pain.
Her eyes slid back to Alice, tears finally filling her eyes, yet not allowed to drop. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry you lost her."

Wolfram froze, his muscles stiffening even more then they where before. 'The Pure killed Tayn.'
Pure. The Pure. They killed another person. Another person for Mapleshade to scratch off her list. Another person she can say her men brutally murdered. Another person broken on the inside.
He clenched his hands into fists tightly, hissing. "I've had enough of the The Pure and their damn games! What the hell do they want from us?! What the hell does the key even do?! I have never even heard of the murderous morons until now! What do they want from us?!"

Indigo raised her head. "The Pure is killing innocent people. It isn't your fault, Alice. And that is why we must fight back!"

"I'm so sorry Alice. It wasn't your fault." Jessi said. "I agree with Indigo, we have to do something."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"I saw someone at the Multitude base... Who explained some things. While you and Lachlan were outside." River whispered, her body shuddering. "Pure have been around longer than us, in a way." She suddenly shot up, whirling around to face Wolfram.
"The Pure are a group of terrorist, formerly Firestein Soldiers. Firestein was a man who thought inhumans were a danger to everyone, crazy super-powered people with the ability to be the best murderers. When he was thirty, he started a group. Their purpose was to either kill or imprison inhumans in a prison made of... Something, I didn't see it. But he killed, a lot. When I was eighteen, I was sucked into a group that wanted to do good, help older ladies across the street and stuff like that. We got a commission or something, Gage was the one who received it. We ended up going to someone's apartment, and finding a girl, who was scared and hidden in an upstairs closet. One thing led to another and by the end we got in a fight with Firestein, and one of his own men killed him. His army dispersed with their leader dead, but the old friend I saw, Leona, said that some stuck together, idolizing his beliefs, and starting the Pure. The have the same goal as Firestein, but not to imprison. To kill. They... Made something, a poison. It is the key. It will destroy inhuman cells, and depending on what they are, they will live or die. Your mother, Silver, was sent to take it, apparently she did and she hide it." She said, her hand hand picking at her other hand in nervous fidgeting. "It adds up."

Wolfram stared at River, his eyes narrowed as if in deep thought. "It makes sense!" He yelped suddenly. "Now I know why Mapleshade wants the key so bad!" He started pacing frantically, adding everything up. "You said the key is a poison. It destroys Inhuman cells, and that's what Mapleshade wants!" He looked up from the ground and looked at River. "She doesn't want to be inhuman. That's why she wants the key. If she gets it, she'll rid of her ears, and tail and claws and cat eyes, or, eye by now. And if I'm adding it up correctly...." He looked around the room for a minute. "Mapleshade will try and do anything to make sure the key kills us. Why, I don't know. But if I'm adding it up correctly, that's the Pure's plain. At least, I think it is."