Chapter 3|Tired
Time|
1 Month and 16 Days
Despite how the generation three were told they would be learning today. You guys could only witness while waiting in the halls for the auditorium room to be opened was distant sounds..
Venturing near because a lot of you seem to do so, you caught sight of the dorm rooms where the originals and legends were staying.
You saw Libran trying to get Alyssa to get up from bed in her dark room. Darkie by their side nudging her. "Please, I need you to get up again. I know you're... tired." They were quiet as they watched her for a moment. Watched her refuse to get up as she laid there in bed, sobbing just softly. "Libran I can't do this, I- I keep seeing them and Him. It hurts, I feel so empty Li. I don't want to continue." "I know..."
Randy was sitting in his room at his desk covering his face as he groaned. A laptop opened and just opened on some documents he was typing up and editing. He was frustrated and tired as he ran a hand through his hair sighing. He looked towards a picture, a picture of him and all three of his sisters before the war. "I'm sorry Annie... I can't do this anymore I'm tired." He released a shaky breath while covering his eyes, clenching his teeth as he let out a disgruntled cry. Slamming his hand onto the desk as he began to shake.
Mitten closed her eyes as she sat in her dark room quiet. Hiding within the covers on her bed as she just shook her head. "I'm sorry." she was just whispering to no one in particular. She was so tired that she didn't seem to bother to even move. She just laid back in bed and turned her back to the door. Her eagle, Duke, pressed against her shaking frame. "Duke... I wanna go home. How... How can I do this when I keep seeing the memories?" her voice cracked as she began to sob to herself.
Brian was gripping at his desk standing and shaking with his head between his arms. You could hear the harsh sounds of him holding back tears while he sunk to his knees. He seemed to wince as he pressed his head against the floor. "I'm sorry... Wolf... Charlie I'm sorry I couldn't do anything." He pressed his cheek against the ground and laid there. Holding himself as he let out strangled cries of pain and horror. "I'm sorry I can't live up to what I should be. I'm sorry."
Salvokia had screwed her room over, everything was out of place and just everywhere. Standing in the center of her messy and chaotic room as held a hand to her face. "Mom, I hate this." She wanted her mother back, like Alyssa did. Her mother had died along in the war as well. Then something happened. Instead of tears it was blood as she fell to her knees and sobbed, her hands pressed against the ground as the blood fell from her eyes. "I'm a fucking freak. I'm sorry ma. I'm sorry."
Michael was no where to even be found besides the scorch marks in his room and things burnt. It seemed he had another fire episode. Likely he was in the showers trying to extinguish himself. All because Cean was gone. Forever. But you could see blood splatters here and there. Harming. He had opened up his bandages and some wounds and let himself suffer. Where he was now, who knew but he was crying. Crying out of sight.
Sheldon held a few pictures in her hands as she leaned her head back against the wall. Soft muffled sobs escaping her as she covered her mouth. "I wanna go home. I wanna... I wanna go home please?" she was pleading to no one but herself to go home to her siblings. She clenched her eyes shut as sobs escaped her. "It's my fault he's gone and she's so unhappy. I'm sorry. Alyssa I'm sorry."
When the Legends were called to the summit. The gods had all told them something that would tear them apart furthermore.
Something that killed them inside slowly knowing.
Mibko sat there his back and wings propped up by pillows. He seemed so quiet, his hearing aids just shattered and on the ground. He sat there staring at the ceiling while tears escaped his eyes. While he flinched everytime he moved by accident or his body and/or wings sent a surge of pain. He had spares, his friends had some but right now. The silence was so peaceful. Like he was dying.
A was laying in bed holding a hand over his heart while he clenched his jaw. He was trying to not cry, but he was so tired. So tired of breathing and just being here at this insufferable place. Cocoa was whining and on her hind legs trying to get his attention or to comfort him. But he just turned away shaking as she continued to try and get up on the bed. He curled up in his bed getting flashes of Danny dying, the flashes of prophecy. The flashes of memories that would haunt him.
Eventually an hour and some time passed as you all sat waiting near the auditorium room door, the grand groups had made their appearance. All except Alyssa. She finally flat down refused, so she was gone. Despite how they kept their regular personalities up, they pretended as if what they had done never had happened.
"Alyssa is feeling ill so I'll be in charge of the training." Brian muttered while they began to head into the auditorium. The others following suit as well, all looked like they hadn't done any crying or hurting themselves at all.
But everyone knew Alyssa wasn't feeling ill, she was just feeling sick of living. Sick of it all. "She'll be joining us if she gains energy. Just don't bother her for now and there's no issue." He said flatly.
So. They really aren't okay. At all.
You may make individual chains when I give the go ahead.
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