«We Could Be Legends»

[Cluckcluck1215]

"So you're here now and everyone's okay," Ash concluded slowly, uncertain of how she should feel now.
In the lull of not yet ripping off the lying faces that had it coming for them, she found herself peering intently at him while simultaneously running the name he'd given her through her head.
Then it hit her why.
"You're the guy who exploded in the pancake house yesterday and managed to provoke both Delilah and Bleddyn, aren't you?"

"I...uh...well...." Wolfram looked up nervously. "Y-yeah. B-but for the record Bleddyn punched me first." He muttered.
(Sorry it's so short. I GTG and my mind ded. Night)

 

[HeavensHens88]

"I...uh...well...." Wolfram looked up nervously. "Y-yeah. B-but for the record Bleddyn punched me first." He muttered.
(Sorry it's so short. I GTG and my mind ded. Night)

Connor chose this opportune moment to channel all the nervous tension and burst out pathetically laughing.

Ash shot a glare at her husband, then turned back to Wolfram with a careless shrug. "Not surprising. I'd be shocked if she somehow stayed out of a confrontation." It was getting hard to keep herself reigned into this shallowing conversation when there were pressing parental matters to be settled, but she somehow continued to manage it. "Anything in particular fire it up or was it just something spontaneous?"

 

[Rose Quartz]

There was a long gap where River said nothing, though there was an obvious commotion where ever she was. Freddie could hear yelling in the background.

River told Frankie where she was and hung up.

He quickly jotted down the address, and started the car, pulling away.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Connor chose this opportune moment to channel all the nervous tension and burst out pathetically laughing.

Ash shot a glare at her husband, then turned back to Wolfram with a careless shrug. "Not surprising. I'd be shocked if she somehow stayed out of a confrontation." It was getting hard to keep herself reigned into this shallowing conversation when there were pressing parental matters to be settled, but she somehow continued to manage it. "Anything in particular fire it up or was it just something spontaneous?"

"Um, well...I sort of started it. I was yelling at one of the waitresses and then Delilah decided to give me a what for. Guess I deserved it though." Wolfram mumbled, looking over at Connor and Bleddyn. Though he should have felt better to see that Bleddyn was safe, he felt nothing but guilt as his eyes flickered over the bruise on her face. I should never have punched her! I feel so stupid, standing here and stammering like a coward, feeling guilty over punching her.

 

[cathloveydovey]

Indigo was still taller, she slipped away her hand? "And why is that?"

Brisa watched the entire episode quietly before finally trying to speak. “If we decide to go with this plan and someone is captured by the Pure, what good can they do while being tortured or locked up in a cell? I’m sure they have certain things that will keep you from using your powers, or they might experiment on you and then what help are you? I agree with Toby, we need a different plan.” She flinched away from Misty’s fearsome gaze, averting her eyes. “Besides, if we did successfully use someone as bait, what would they do once they were inside?” Caught off guard by Misty’s punch connecting with Wolfram’s face, she jumped up. “Misty, stop!” She pleaded as her aunt grabbed Indigo’s wrist. “What good are you doing by attacking these people? Even if you don’t want to consider friends you should at least consider them allies! I’m talking to you too, Wolfram!” She added as he returned Misty’s punch.

Wolfram looked at her, growling softly. "I consider everyone of you my allies! Except for Indigo, she can be used for bait for all I care. But I will not when you punch me in the face, when I did nothing!"

Connor nearly ripped the brake out of its socket while he forcing his truck to a squealing stop before the grand white house that he recalled just enough to have located without too many hiccups.

Ash didn't spare him a single snippet of grateful or even forewarning conversation before she flung open her door and practically flew up the stone steps.

Connor heaved another weighty sigh as he watched his wife storm up the stairs. He turned the key and killed the engine, then turned to his unresponsive daughter. "Dyn, you alright to come? I have a feeling your mother is going to want you around."

Bleddyn squeezed her eyes shut for a long moment, reveling in these last precious moments she had of her mother's ignorance.
She knew her period of convenient denial was over.
Eyes screaming resistance to being cruelly reopened, she swallowed hard and gave him a quick nod.

Connor reached back and gave her nearest hand a squeeze. "Thanks for being my brave girl."

Bleddyn looked at his hand for a long moment, then stole hers away and slid out her door onto the pavement.
Her system still suffering from the deep freeze of shock, she wobbled unsteadily, then began the aching trek up the front stairs in her mother's wake.

Having found the front door unlocked, Ash marched right inside and was immediately assaulted by a scene tumultuous enough to have come right out of a televised drama.
Eyes widening from the unbearable immensity of it all, she dodged out of harm's way as Misty was hammered in the face by some raging kid that she'd never before seen in her life. Countless other familiar teens clustered the foyer, and not a one seemed the least bit calm.
Alright, this is interesting for sure.
So, finding all other options pretty much voided by the violent din, she took to the nearest couch and blared her fuming demand for attention from atop it.
"WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?!"

Brisa backed away from Misty as Zion attacked her, drawing in a sharp breath. She had never seen her like this. But then neither had anyone else, it seemed. “Why can’t you all stop fighting? You aren’t helping anything! Everyone, just get over your wounded pride and start being useful!” She said, meeting Misty’s eyes as she finished.

(Okay, see you soon.)

Wolfram back away from Misty, about to snarl a snapping retort, when everything happened in a heartbeat. He looked away from Misty, and to the door. A chestnut blonde woman was standing there, obviously agitated and if voices could kill her's probably would. But behind her...was a certain golden blonde with bright blue eyes. He swallowed hard, looking awkward. "B-Bleddyn? Uhmmmm." He retreated further back into the kitchen, eyes darkening with guilt.

Indigo shrugged and stared daggers at Misty. "Tell them... why are you attacking the children?"

Connor cautiously jogged up the stairs and came up behind Bleddyn, about to coax her forward. Having noticed the commotion, he halted just outside the door warily for a safe while and took his time with coming inside.
Bleddyn let herself be maneuvered through the door, about as complacent as some lost plaything.
Though Connor towered above everyone else in the room, his wife easily topped him for most imposing presence. Trying hard to avoid focusing on Misty and her blatantanly dangerous state of mind that he'd immediately noticed, he let his eyes wander around the anarchic room with a kind of apprehensive awe.


"Actually, no, for starters, you tell me exactly who you are," Ash corrected sharply, getting down from the couch and standing on her toes to get right in the tall woman's face. "Maybe I can start there to gather a better understanding of what exactly has transpired among you all over the past two days while I somehow have developed completely blind eyes and deaf ears."

Toby smirked. He had a point, and her ignoring him proved she knew it. "You ignoring me proves I have a point, you just don't want to admit it." He said.

"I'm sorry m'am, I got involved in... ugh, mistake. As your child was kidnapped, some of the people in this room required assistance locating her. And now I'm all wrapped up in this," Indigo spoke slowly and carefully, like stepping over pins barefoot.

Alice gawked terrified her eyes flicking from Ash to Bleddyn, and back. Was she going to have to tell her?

Ash's tone dropped as her eyebrows rose with threatening incredulity. She leaned back on a bare heel while her arms uncrossed and dropped to her side.
"My daughter was what now?"

Wolfram slunk into the shadows around the room, doing what he did best: waiting. His gaze drifted to Bleddyn, already a very noticeable bruise forming on her face. Guilt claimed him as one of its own, tearing him apart from the inside out. We can't let her know...but if she does know, she might be able to help us....uhhhh crap...Wolfram what are you doing...!? He stepped out of the shadows, a nervous, awkward and guilty air to him. "You want to know what happened? To put it simply we all, well, most of us, got kidnapped and now are being stalked by masked people, one of them is the women who killed my mother, and the other is my father. They are trying to get some key my mother had, that will destroy all inhuman qualities, and kills mermaids, shapeshifter, centaurs and the like. Now we are trying to come up with a plan to get rid of these people, but Misty has gone haywire on us." You...you didn't just say that....did you?

"Ok, for once I agree with the gothic creep," Indigo said.

Jenna's jaw dropped as she stared at him. "WHAT?!" She yelped, looking around the room at the people. She had been standing in the corner silently, until Wolfram spoke.

Wolfram flinched noticeably, glancing at her. "Um...I-I'm so sorry...it's all my fault. I dragged your kids into this, because Mapleshade thought if she took my...friends I guess....I would tell her where the key was. I-I'm so sorry for putting your kids in so much danger..."

Ash flung out a stiff arm to halt the conversation. "Alright, this is just grand, but I still want to know who everyone is before I gauge any situations," she interrupted in a growl, wheeling around to pin her glare on the cowering kid with eerie slitted pupils. "Since you're so bold as to spill all that, you first."

Connor, meanwhile, tightened his protective grip on Bleddyn's shoulders with every blurb of reality put out into the air for him to somehow digest quickly.

Wolfram glanced at Bleddyn, then back to Ash. Even though he stood a six feet tall, he looked as small as Brisa, cowering like a child. "I'm a nobody." He muttered, slinking into the shadows backwards, nervous. "Apperentally I can just be used as a punching bag whenever someone wants." He pointed at his bruised face, shrugging. "So I suppose I'm just nothing, no one."

Ash snorted, stiff amusement surfacing to momentarily stifle her rage at hearing this all just now. "You're here right now, telling me things that my own adult friends would've done great to tell me for themselves, so you're obviously someone. Tell me, kid."

Jenna's eyes were full of anger, and she looked like she was seconds from smacking him in the face. She took a deep breath and smoothed out her skirt. She looked at him, with a look of sympathy and confusion. "You lost someone close to you. I'm so sorry." Jenna said.



Toby growled in frustration at being ignored, yet again. Why did it even matter to him? He was always ignored, why would Indigo be any different? "You know what? Fine. Just ignore me. I don't care. I don't see why you would acknowledge me, after all, you must just think I'm an insane, stupid, child." He snarled, stomping outside. He stood in the rain, staring up at the sky and growled.

"I'm um..." Wolfram paused, pounding the thought of fleeing. Get out of this mad house. But, instead, he just stayed in the shadows like the coward he was, and always would be. "I'm um...Wolfram. Silver Nollen's kid. I'm um, staying with River, Lachlan and Finlay, till some stuff...gets sorted out."

"What? No, I didn't say that! It's just," Indigo looked around. "You have all these people who don't want you to get killed. They want me to become bait. Even you do."

"It was implied. Just because you didn't say it verbally, doesn't mean you didn't say it another way." Toby growled, before he walked outside.

"Okay, Wolfram. I'd say it was nice to meet you, but seems we're a little beyond that. I'm Mrs. Asfaw to you. Appears you've met my daughter already," Ash concluded dryly, only now mentally revisiting what had been rambled.
"So.... kidnapping? And somehow my Bleddyn was involved?" Her casual tone had stiffened slightly, but not noticeably so.

Recognizing the brewing storm within her mother, Bleddyn backed up a pace, pressing against her father's shirt when he didn't move aside.

Connor looked down at her, his face hardening with visible menace for whoever had tried to steal her away, but still he remained as soundless as her.

"Yeah, but you want me to go. So maybe I should, because you said it and all that," Indigo wasn't even sure what she was saying. The words just spilled out. She walked outside.
"Oh. It stopped raining for a sec. Boy, inside, it's tense. I don't know why I came." There's my car. I should leave...

(When Frankie said that Thomas was dead did you not think that River that would be sad her brother was murdered? )

"Um, y-yes." Wolfram mumbled. "It's my fault, really...one thing just led to another and sooner then I know it me, Lach, Bleddyn and some annoying girl where stuck in cells." He rambled, stammering wildly as he spoke. "I...I promise, Mrs. Asfaw, I-I didn't mean for any harm to come to your daughter."

(Some annoying girl)

Toby watched her walk outside. He almost wanted to stop her, but at the same time he wanted her gone. He sighed. "I……" he paused. "I'm sorry I exploded at you inside." He said, staring at the sky.



(IK, I just don't want feels.)

(Sherri in a nutshell)

"Cells."

Ash internally shuddered at the word and the buried horrors it had resurface.
Externally, her face paled for what her daughter had relived.

"Cells. But--" Ash abruptly whirled around, suddenly needing visual reconfirmation that Bleddyn was still free. "She and you are right here." She masked her escalating fright easily with simple, irked confusion. "Was there some sort of police intervention that I as her parent wasn't made aware of either?"

"That's the other part of the story...Im a shapeshifter, and I was able to get out of my cell by shape shifting, and find keys to get us all out. Long story short, we had to fight our way out of the...I really don't know what to call it...Anyway...and we ended up here. And no, no police intervention." Wolfram explained quietly, his gaze trained in the ground like his life depended on it.

Toby's face got an angery red flush. I-I apologized to her, and she just walks away? Really?
Why do you even care?
I DON'T CARE!!
Really? Then why are you throwing a tantrum like a child who didn't get his way?
Shut up!
Why should I?
"I SAID SHUT UP!!!" Toby suddenly screamed. He slammed his palm into his head repeatedly, growling frustratedly.

River leaned against the wall, happily concealed on the thick of dark shadows. Her bright blue eyes flickered from one person to the other, studying their expressions with interest, and nearly winced as her eyes fell on Ash once more.
Why couldn't Ash have just stayed home? She had enough to deal with, her best friend angrily yelling at her didn't need to be added to the ever long list. And the fact that Misty was being a butt didn't help matters.
She jerked her eyes to Alice, feeling that seemingly ever present pit in her stomach grow. Either Alice or that cop would tell Ash the news. Or knowing her luck, River herself would be shoved with the hurtful task. Just let it be done soon and done fast, whoever the bearer of news be. Biting her lip, her eyes continued flickering from one face to the other.

"So you're here now and everyone's okay," Ash concluded slowly, uncertain of how she should feel now.
In the lull of not yet ripping off the lying faces that had it coming for them, she found herself peering intently at him while simultaneously running the name he'd given her through her head.
Then it hit her why.
"You're the guy who exploded in the pancake house yesterday and managed to provoke both Delilah and Bleddyn, aren't you?"

"I...uh...well...." Wolfram looked up nervously. "Y-yeah. B-but for the record Bleddyn punched me first." He muttered.
(Sorry it's so short. I GTG and my mind ded. Night)

Connor chose this opportune moment to channel all the nervous tension and burst out pathetically laughing.

Ash shot a glare at her husband, then turned back to Wolfram with a careless shrug. "Not surprising. I'd be shocked if she somehow stayed out of a confrontation." It was getting hard to keep herself reigned into this shallowing conversation when there were pressing parental matters to be settled, but she somehow continued to manage it. "Anything in particular fire it up or was it just something spontaneous?"

There was a long gap where River said nothing, though there was an obvious commotion where ever she was. Freddie could hear yelling in the background.



He quickly jotted down the address, and started the car, pulling away.

"Um, well...I sort of started it. I was yelling at one of the waitresses and then Delilah decided to give me a what for. Guess I deserved it though." Wolfram mumbled, looking over at Connor and Bleddyn. Though he should have felt better to see that Bleddyn was safe, he felt nothing but guilt as his eyes flickered over the bruise on her face. I should never have punched her! I feel so stupid, standing here and stammering like a coward, feeling guilty over punching her.

Misty twisted around as she fell ready to rip to bloody shreds whoever punched her. But instead of having someone whom she could have killed face her, both her children with utter horror in their eyes recoiling their fists faced her.
The light emptied out of her eyes and she hit the ground with a dead thud. Foam poured out of her mouth and the dark claws of her mind slowly hooked into Misty and dragged her under into the depths.

(I'll rp as Del and Zion later Im tired af and want food)

 

[HeavensHens88]

"Um, well...I sort of started it. I was yelling at one of the waitresses and then Delilah decided to give me a what for. Guess I deserved it though." Wolfram mumbled, looking over at Connor and Bleddyn. Though he should have felt better to see that Bleddyn was safe, he felt nothing but guilt as his eyes flickered over the bruise on her face. I should never have punched her! I feel so stupid, standing here and stammering like a coward, feeling guilty over punching her.

Ash gave him a long quizzical look, then ultimately decided not to press for more details. He already seemed far uncomfortable enough and she didn't want to chase her only willing source of information off. "Well, okay, guess that's that then."

Connor suddenly shook his head and left Bleddyn's side to approach the cowering boy that Ash was talking to. "No, no, it's not at all okay," he objected darkly, all traces of awkward hilarity lost to a hardened expression. That coupled with his height, he was rapidly rising up the ranks of intimidation. "This organization- whatever you called it. For one, they took you all in the first place and now you're escapees. They've still got to be after you all. And why even?" His upper jaw ground down hard on his lower teeth as he tried to mentally shove aside his own past harrowing experiences with a similar supremacist group. "What do they want with a handful of teens when their ultimate goal is to wipe out the whole population of us? Did I miss something?"

Ash had just been about to put in a query about what Wolfram's parents had thought of the whole weekend of misadventures when Connor interjected with a stream of much more pertinent questions. She gave him a grateful elbow to the ribs, and waited for the poor battered kid to process all that.

 

[cathloveydovey]

Ash gave him a long quizzical look, then ultimately decided not to press for more details. He already seemed far uncomfortable enough and she didn't want to chase her only willing source of information off. "Well, okay, guess that's that then."

Connor suddenly shook his head and left Bleddyn's side to approach the cowering boy that Ash was talking to. "No, no, it's not at all okay," he objected darkly, all traces of awkward hilarity lost to a hardened expression. That coupled with his height, he was rapidly rising up the ranks of intimidation. "This organization- whatever you called it. For one, they took you all in the first place and now you're escapees. They've still got to be after you all. And why even?" His upper jaw ground down hard on his lower teeth as he tried to mentally shove aside his own past harrowing experiences with a similar supremacist group. "What do they want with a handful of teens when their ultimate goal is to wipe out the whole population of us? Did I miss something?"

Ash had just been about to put in a query about what Wolfram's parents had thought of the whole weekend of misadventures when Connor interjected with a stream of much more pertinent questions. She gave him a grateful elbow to the ribs, and waited for the poor battered kid to process all that.

(indeed you did connor)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Ash gave him a long quizzical look, then ultimately decided not to press for more details. He already seemed far uncomfortable enough and she didn't want to chase her only willing source of information off. "Well, okay, guess that's that then."

Connor suddenly shook his head and left Bleddyn's side to approach the cowering boy that Ash was talking to. "No, no, it's not at all okay," he objected darkly, all traces of awkward hilarity lost to a hardened expression. That coupled with his height, he was rapidly rising up the ranks of intimidation. "This organization- whatever you called it. For one, they took you all in the first place and now you're escapees. They've still got to be after you all. And why even?" His upper jaw ground down hard on his lower teeth as he tried to mentally shove aside his own past harrowing experiences with a similar supremacist group. "What do they want with a handful of teens when their ultimate goal is to wipe out the whole population of us? Did I miss something?"

Ash had just been about to put in a query about what Wolfram's parents had thought of the whole weekend of misadventures when Connor interjected with a stream of much more pertinent questions. She gave him a grateful elbow to the ribs, and waited for the poor battered kid to process all that.

Wolfram was silent, as if trying to find the right answer. He became very aware of the blood running down his arm from his freshly reopened wound, and shuddered slightly, wincing. "My...my mother...she had the 'key' and she hid it. Mapleshade, who kidnapped us, she...tried to get the key from my mother. S-Silver, my m-mom kept the k-key from Mapleshade, and in the end...k-killed my mom. N-now she's trying t-to get the key from me, even though I know almost nothing a-about it and had n-nothing to do with it till now. She thinks I-I have it, but I don't. And she tried to use Lach and Bleddyn to....get the information out of me.
In the end, I don't know what I or Lach, or Dyn or anyone of use for that matter would have to do with this...key....When we've never heard about it."
He shook his head, putting a hand over his arm wound. "I-I don't know if that makes any sense, or if it helps at all but that's really all that I can tell you."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Misty twisted around as she fell ready to rip to bloody shreds whoever punched her. But instead of having someone whom she could have killed face her, both her children with utter horror in their eyes recoiling their fists faced her.
The light emptied out of her eyes and she hit the ground with a dead thud. Foam poured out of her mouth and the dark claws of her mind slowly hooked into Misty and dragged her under into the depths.

(I'll rp as Del and Zion later Im tired af and want food)

Toby stomped back inside. He was furious, and ready to kill someone. He stopped and stared at Misty, who was lying on the ground with foam coming out of her mouth. He jogged upstairs and into Rex & Jenna's bedroom, and pulled out a large gun case. He tossed it on the bed and jogged back downstairs to grab his backpack, and went back upstairs into the bedroom. "Key key key. Where does Rex keep the key?" Toby muttered, looking around the room. He went back downstairs.
"Why do you keep running around like a headless chicken?" Jessi asked.
"Don't worry. Do you know where Rex keeps his key to the gun safe?" Toby replied.
"What are you planning? You aren't allowed near his guns." Jessi said, watching him look around the kitchen.
"He wouldn't have the key in the bedroom, that would be too easy. Ooh, maybe the attic? No, he hates the attic. Do we even have an attic? I don't think we do. But then where does mom keep her holiday stuff? The basement? Aaand I'm rambling about an attic. Key, I need to find the gun key. Do you think a lock pick could unlock it?" Toby rambled, about to go back upstairs. Jessi grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?" She growled.
"Nothing, I'm doing nothing, I'm certainly not about to do something incredibly stupid, psshh, why would I do that? Can you -um- let go please?" He said nervously.
"You're lying. I'm not going to let you go until you tell me what you're doing." She said sternly, glaring at him.
He rolled his eyes, and twisted his arm out of her hands. He ran upstairs and pulled a lock pick set out of his backpack, and started picking the lock.
Jessi growled. "He's like babysitting a toddler." She stomped upstairs.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Wolfram was silent, as if trying to find the right answer. He became very aware of the blood running down his arm from his freshly reopened wound, and shuddered slightly, wincing. "My...my mother...she had the 'key' and she hid it. Mapleshade, who kidnapped us, she...tried to get the key from my mother. S-Silver, my m-mom kept the k-key from Mapleshade, and in the end...k-killed my mom. N-now she's trying t-to get the key from me, even though I know almost nothing a-about it and had n-nothing to do with it till now. She thinks I-I have it, but I don't. And she tried to use Lach and Bleddyn to....get the information out of me.
In the end, I don't know what I or Lach, or Dyn or anyone of use for that matter would have to do with this...key....When we've never heard about it."
He shook his head, putting a hand over his arm wound. "I-I don't know if that makes any sense, or if it helps at all but that's really all that I can tell you."

"You're hurt," Connor remarked sharply, eyes narrowing further.
The recollection of the various bruises and cuts he'd found buried beneath Bleddyn's hair resurfaced to the front of his mind. He slowly pivoted, his searching eyes scanning every individual in the room.
Only now did he notice the awkward positions that so loudly betrayed various hurts.
"None of you got out of there unscathed, did you?"

Ash put a hand to her face to stifle a gasp as she realized the fatal aspect of it all for the first time. "...you lost your mother to this woman? Oh, I'm so sorry..."
Ash trailed off helplessly, far too stunned to go on with futile consolation.
People are dying in this mess that my daughter's tangled up in...

and still no one told me?