«We Could Be Legends»

[FrankieDoodle]

"You're mental, Misty. You truly are. Just because I get in a petty argument doesn't mean I don't act my age. None of you know me, none of you! None of you know half the things I've dealt with, but you know? I'm still standing here, so I must have some sort of maturity! I'm not stupid, it's you people who are! I don't start fights, I just retaliate if someone snaps at me." Wolfram snarled.

"I would have shut up a long time ago, if your friends and their children just left me alone!" He shook his head, as if trying to swat a bug away from his face, "going to be honest, I rather be a outcast again then in this group right now." He shoved past Jessi, jerking his head at Brisa and towards the bank. "Lets go, Brisa!" He snapped. I want to apologize. To all of them...why do I snap? No! No! That is all wrong! Do not apologize, Wolfram! None of them mean anything, hear me? They deserved that! All of it! They should have realized that you where going to break one time or another.

"Is that your excuse for everything? Acting pathetic and how you have a sucky life to get attention and sympathy? Well stop it, because you are making people who have actually been through terrible things a bad name, like aunt Misty, aunt River, Toby, and everyone else." Jessi snarled.
"Jessi be. QUIET!" Jenna yelled at her, her purple eyes glowing with rage. "Go keep an overhead look of the bank. And for goodness sakes, if neither of you can be nice, ignore each other!"

 

[cathloveydovey]

"Cowards! Run along like the little cowardly kittens you are, with your tails between your legs! Just let us die!" Wolfram snarled, a invisible dagger stabbing his chest each time he spoke. "Why are you even running?! Scared I'll hurt you?"

Delilah cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted back.
"At least we have a chance of surviving since we have Misty's powerful blood, also you give depressed, suicidal people a bad name! You're just that 1% of them who make it all the worse for those who are actually suffering." She smirked.
Zion almost punched her flat in the face, he grabbed her arm and turned her around, her back facing Wolfram. Zion's heart was pounding, he didnt want a confrontation, especially with allies, if Wolfram could be called one. He knew what was coming and he was mentally preparing himself to face his biggest fear. The more you do what you're scared of the more you get used to it right? he thought, swallowing the lump in his throat. Lord help me...

 

[Amer]

"Is that your excuse for everything? Acting pathetic and how you have a sucky life to get attention and sympathy? Well stop it, because you are making people who have actually been through terrible things a bad name, like aunt Misty, aunt River, Toby, and everyone else." Jessi snarled.
"Jessi be. QUIET!" Jenna yelled at her, her purple eyes glowing with rage. "Go keep an overhead look of the bank. And for goodness sakes, if neither of you can be nice, ignore each other!"

And me... thought Indigo. Her past was tough. But so petty none would understand. And if they did, well, then they would understand who she was. And they would never trust her again.
No one but some of the Multitude members understood enchantresses like her. These "heroes" were no better than the people they were fighting off. The original group always got along. They never pushed others away. But Indigo herself was no better than these so called "legends."
They had told her that themselves. Many times. She was some kind of messed up monster.
And Indigo wasn't making a good example of the other, nicer enchantresses out there. If there were any. The only one she'd met was manipulative and cruel. Ok, now there were two out there.
Enchanting was a rare skill. And no one seemed to ever use it correctly.
Leona wasn't picking up on her headphones. "Leona, are you getting this?"

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Is that your excuse for everything? Acting pathetic and how you have a sucky life to get attention and sympathy? Well stop it, because you are making people who have actually been through terrible things a bad name, like aunt Misty, aunt River, Toby, and everyone else." Jessi snarled.
"Jessi be. QUIET!" Jenna yelled at her, her purple eyes glowing with rage. "Go keep an overhead look of the bank. And for goodness sakes, if neither of you can be nice, ignore each other!"

"Jessi...I advise you do as your mother says. I'm coming to a breaking point, and if anyone taunts me again, saying that I'm being pathetic, someone will get hurt." Wolfram hissed, fists clenching while he tried to keep his cool.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Delilah cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted back.
"At least we have a chance of surviving since we have Misty's powerful blood, also you give depressed, suicidal people a bad name! You're just that 1% of them who make it all the worse for those who are actually suffering." She smirked.
Zion almost punched her flat in the face, he grabbed her arm and turned her around, her back facing Wolfram. Zion's heart was pounding, he didnt want a confrontation, especially with allies, if Wolfram could be called one. He knew what was coming and he was mentally preparing himself to face his biggest fear. The more you do what you're scared of the more you get used to it right? he thought, swallowing the lump in his throat. Lord help me...

Wolfram looked as if he was ready to murder someone, and if someone looked closely his shoulders where trembling slightly from rage. "You have no clue who I am! You have no right to say I'm not suffering! You don't know that! You don't know what's going on inside my head!" I should just go over there now...punch her in the face...she punched me first, and started this entire thing...maybe it'll be good...Yes, yes! Do it, Wolfram! No! I have to get the key...

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Wolfram looked as if he was ready to murder someone, and if someone looked closely his shoulders where trembling slightly from rage. "You have no clue who I am! You have no right to say I'm not suffering! You don't know that! You don't know what's going on inside my head!" I should just go over there now...punch her in the face...she punched me first, and started this entire thing...maybe it'll be good...Yes, yes! Do it, Wolfram! No! I have to get the key...

Virio looked up from the seat he had been in the car, listening to the conversation with some genuine disappointment from the group. There was a clear contrast between those that were focused, and those that weren't. Wolfram was clearly unstable, and a danger to everyone, and he didn't feel like teaching him a lesson physically, so...with a quick hand motion, and a call of Wolfram's name, he bid him come closer so they could talk. He gave a simple "You gotta chill out man...you're gonna go crazy like this. Listen, I don't know what you're going through, but at some point you just gotta put it to the side. This isn't the time to be letting that stuff take over. Both of my parents are dead too, but I can't let that get to me when it's time to be serious." It was a rare sign of compassion from Virio, who normally would've lost his patience by now and made Wolfram a clear enemy, and he didn't know exactly why he showed it. Perhaps because he saw a hint of his own loss in Wolfram's pain...

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Virio looked up from the seat he had been in the car, listening to the conversation with some genuine disappointment from the group. There was a clear contrast between those that were focused, and those that weren't. Wolfram was clearly unstable, and a danger to everyone, and he didn't feel like teaching him a lesson physically, so...with a quick hand motion, and a call of Wolfram's name, he bid him come closer so they could talk. He gave a simple "You gotta chill out man...you're gonna go crazy like this. Listen, I don't know what you're going through, but at some point you just gotta put it to the side. This isn't the time to be letting that stuff take over. Both of my parents are dead too, but I can't let that get to me when it's time to be serious." It was a rare sign of compassion from Virio, who normally would've lost his patience by now and made Wolfram a clear enemy, and he didn't know exactly why he showed it. Perhaps because he saw a hint of his own loss in Wolfram's pain...

"Really? Are you dead serious right now?" Wolfram hissed, eyes glittering darkly. "I've already gone insane, Virio! Stop telling me I have to put everything aside, no, I can't! You do realize that one of the people I trusted most killed my mother? You do realize I had to kill my own father for the sake of these people's lives? I've already lost it. I can't just ignore it when people are taunting me, telling me I'm just acting pathetic. I know I am. I know I'm weak and pathetic and unstable, I know I'm a jerk. I know this. I've been told so many times, and it hurts! It hurts when people keep taunting me. I know I don't show it, but I hate it when people tell me I'm weak and pathetic. Because I know that I am, and it just makes the scar deeper." He jerked away from Virio, coming up behind Brisa and nudging her gently. "Come on, we have to get the Key, now."

 

[HoodedHuntress]

"Really? Are you dead serious right now?" Wolfram hissed, eyes glittering darkly. "I've already gone insane, Virio! Stop telling me I have to put everything aside, no, I can't! You do realize that one of the people I trusted most killed my mother? You do realize I had to kill my own father for the sake of these people's lives? I've already lost it. I can't just ignore it when people are taunting me, telling me I'm just acting pathetic. I know I am. I know I'm weak and pathetic and unstable, I know I'm a jerk. I know this. I've been told so many times, and it hurts! It hurts when people keep taunting me. I know I don't show it, but I hate it when people tell me I'm weak and pathetic. Because I know that I am, and it just makes the scar deeper." He jerked away from Virio, coming up behind Brisa and nudging her gently. "Come on, we have to get the Key, now."

Virio looked around to see if anyone else was hearing this. With a confused expression on his face, he questioned absently, "I never called you weak or pathetic? Never called you anything negative?" He shook his head and saw him nudge Brisa, a hint of protectiveness arising within him as he realized that Brisa might be in danger around that psychopath. He let that notion fade away before he let his attention fall to the Pure member's phone, jotting down some more information mentally. At this point, he had given up on Wolfram, and didn't have any patience left for the boy. He didn't want help from anyone, and if he continued to broadcast that, he wouldn't ever receive any, spiraling deeper into his own pit of misery.

 

[Thing2]

"Not really," Indigo said. "I'm not one to complain though. I kind of signed up for the job of... this kind of stuff. Just never expected my whole race to depend on me. And a few other people. No offense, but I barely know you." She didn't mention that these were teenagers, of all people.
Sherri nodded sympathetically and stood by Brisa. "Wow, so you got the key, huh." Sherri really couldn't think to say more, because she was silently hoping her quiet would reveal a glimpse of the coveted object. Her own friend seemed to jump at her arrival.

"Do not call us 'Wolfies'." River snarled, leaping out of the van. "And it wasn't our fault, you took forever to get here." She mumbled, sauntering past her and over to Wolfram, Lachlan, and Brisa, eyeing the key with mild interest. "We've got everyone here now, correct? Who all is going in? It'd be rather suspicious if four adults and eight teenagers all bumbled in there together."

"Hello, Enchantress. Finally come to see the show, have you?" Wolfram snarled, eyes glowering with cold hostility. He turned to River, forcing the unease and hate to settling into a seething boil in his veins. "Yes, everyone's here," he muttered, stiff with unease. "I figured one or two of the adults, I and Brisa would go in, considering she got the key first."

"Shut up, Dragon-girl." Wolfram snarled, his hand clenching into a fist. He whipped around to face Jenna, glaring at her. "Teach your daughter some respect, will you?" He snapped, before looking back at Brisa and River. "Lets get this key and get out of here."

Oh wonderful. You really have a taste in choosing the annoying ones, don't you River? Ash is tolerable, Jenna....
"Ok..." Wolfram muttered, a slight hiss to his voice. He glanced at Brisa suddenly. "Lets go get this thing." I will never be able to comprehend the idea that Mom made a poison that can destroy a entire race.

Wolfram huffed, rolling his eyes. People seriously have to learn to not call me kid. I'm eighteen!
He glanced at Bleddyn with a unreadable expression, before glancing back at Brisa, and motioned for Brisa, Jenna and River to drop it and go into the bank.

"All of you--" River's voice ripped through the air, filled with annoyance. "--shut up! Let's kill each other later, I'd definitely love to sink my claws into some of you, but right now we kinda have to get a poison that could destroy fifty percent of the population, plus we sorta have a maniacal murderer tracking us! Unless you all wanna die-- Which I seriously doubt, we need to get that thing!"

"You're mental, Misty. You truly are. Just because I get in a petty argument doesn't mean I don't act my age. None of you know me, none of you! None of you know half the things I've dealt with, but you know? I'm still standing here, so I must have some sort of maturity! I'm not stupid, it's you people who are! I don't start fights, I just retaliate if someone snaps at me." Wolfram snarled.

"I would have shut up a long time ago, if your friends and their children just left me alone!" He shook his head, as if trying to swat a bug away from his face, "going to be honest, I rather be a outcast again then in this group right now." He shoved past Jessi, jerking his head at Brisa and towards the bank. "Lets go, Brisa!" He snapped. I want to apologize. To all of them...why do I snap? No! No! That is all wrong! Do not apologize, Wolfram! None of them mean anything, hear me? They deserved that! All of it! They should have realized that you where going to break one time or another.

"Shut up!" Wolfram shrieked, whirling around, ready to smack her across the face if he needed. But she was already gone. Like everyone else. He turned back to Brisa, suddenly feeling very alone even though he was surrounded by many people. You brought this upon yourself. Remember that. You are alone because of your actions. I don't want to be alone.

(Sort of.)

"Really? Are you dead serious right now?" Wolfram hissed, eyes glittering darkly. "I've already gone insane, Virio! Stop telling me I have to put everything aside, no, I can't! You do realize that one of the people I trusted most killed my mother? You do realize I had to kill my own father for the sake of these people's lives? I've already lost it. I can't just ignore it when people are taunting me, telling me I'm just acting pathetic. I know I am. I know I'm weak and pathetic and unstable, I know I'm a jerk. I know this. I've been told so many times, and it hurts! It hurts when people keep taunting me. I know I don't show it, but I hate it when people tell me I'm weak and pathetic. Because I know that I am, and it just makes the scar deeper." He jerked away from Virio, coming up behind Brisa and nudging her gently. "Come on, we have to get the Key, now."

Virio looked around to see if anyone else was hearing this. With a confused expression on his face, he questioned absently, "I never called you weak or pathetic? Never called you anything negative?" He shook his head and saw him nudge Brisa, a hint of protectiveness arising within him as he realized that Brisa might be in danger around that psychopath. He let that notion fade away before he let his attention fall to the Pure member's phone, jotting down some more information mentally. At this point, he had given up on Wolfram, and didn't have any patience left for the boy. He didn't want help from anyone, and if he continued to broadcast that, he wouldn't ever receive any, spiraling deeper into his own pit of misery.

(STUPID ALERTS!)

“My goodness!” Brisa finally exploded. She had sat there silently with her eyebrows raised throughout the entire argument, but she just couldn’t take it anymore. “Is this what we do? Fight? Day in and day out, just bickering constantly? We’ve all been through hardships, okay? If, for example, Sherri twisted her ankle and is crying because it hurts, don’t say, ‘you have no right to cry about a little thing like that because I broke my leg once and it hurt more.’ You would comfort her! So stop having a stupid freaking contest about who has suffered the most!” She took a deep breath to calm herself down and continued. “We’ll never get anything done if we keep fighting all the time. So just, deal with each other, okay?”

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

(STUPID ALERTS!)

“My goodness!” Brisa finally exploded. She had sat there silently with her eyebrows raised throughout the entire argument, but she just couldn’t take it anymore. “Is this what we do? Fight? Day in and day out, just bickering constantly? We’ve all been through hardships, okay? If, for example, Sherri twisted her ankle and is crying because it hurts, don’t say, ‘you have no right to cry about a little thing like that because I broke my leg once and it hurt more.’ You would comfort her! So stop having a stupid freaking contest about who has suffered the most!” She took a deep breath to calm herself down and continued. “We’ll never get anything done if we keep fighting all the time. So just, deal with each other, okay?”

"Fine," Wolfram muttered, falling silently. "Lets get this Key and leave already, I'm sick of being here," he growled, pulling his hood over his face until his face was almost hidden by shadows.