The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
"Yeah." He said. "I'm great.""you okay Peter?..." Aqua asked as she noticed him staring out the window as they drive to the dinner.
Gwen felt frustrated that her magic did nothing to help against the gelth and she just hated the idea of leaving them behind. Gwen just had to take the Doctor's word and nodded before grabbing Charles and taking him out of the room.
Eliana kept quiet, Kaleb had a point if he had not done anything he was letting the stereotypes of his people be true and the more she learned about him and the more time she stayed around him she saw that he was nothing like what her aunt had told her about mutants or what others thought of them. "no your right....even though I question you coming to help me instead of leaving be get taken......I know you are not like that....I am starting to see you really aren't who I thought you were" she replied.
"Leave that to me." He held out his hand. Gwenyth didn't give him the matches. The Doctor finally reqlizing something but his fingers to the side of her neck. Her skin was cold. No pulse. "I'm sorry." He said. He ran out if the building which exploded when Gwenyth lit the match. Gqen saw the Doctor exit. But Gwenyth wasn't with him. Which meant she was in the explosion.
He smiled. "Good. Always feels great to break stereotypes."