Quiet isnt good [OPEN]

Silence finally took the city. Weeks of bursts of chaos ran wild through the streets. Bobby is just one hero, he cant be everywhere at once. Which didn't help his reputation as an X-Man. With the exclusion of the city, people soon turned to crime once they found that no one could help. The world was breaking around him. Splits of interdimensional thread continued to throw the city deeper into this pit of crime. After the dust of the interdimensional split began to clear, the haunting silence of the city powered around the lone X-Man. The once bustling city was now barren and painful. While people still attempted to survive and thrive hope was one thing they were running out of. Bobby continued to see his fellow heroes, his family disappearing around him. The reminder of the fact that he doesn't have a plan continuously bounces through the iceman's mind. He needed to get away. Away from the quiet of the city, to somewhere where the quiet makes sense. Bobby slowly made his way through the now desolate streets. The scattered people quickly dispersed with the sight of him, more that don't want his help. Bobby makes his way through the towering skyscrapers to exchange them for the towering system of solid family trees that encircle the park. With each step crinkling the dirt broke the quiet around him. Somehow it was better. The lone crushing of leaves and movement of dirt brought some kind of order to the broken world around him.

At least for a moment.