"....Why?" Fletcher asked, closing the window that Fang had recklessly thrown open. Tobias sighed and looked at his hands before folding them behind his back. "I fear if i reveal too much.. I could severely alter the time line.. I'll have to let this one play out on it's own.. no matter the cost.. Just, make sure it's microlattice, it should be light weight enough and durable enough.. Thanks." He disappeared out the door before poking his head back in. "Wing shaped too.. About 7 feet long if tu will." He stated before disappearing from the room completely.
Fang's hands clenched as he approached the house, almost stopping mid-flight at the white camioneta, van zooming away from the lot. He narrowed his eyes, watching the black sports car following closely. "Chris." He mumbled and dived down, landing on the room, tapping his foot again the sunroof. The glass slid back, allowing Fang to lean down and stick his head inside. "Jaime?' He asked, not looking to his brother. "With Cadaver? o Seraphs?" There was silence before Chris replied. "Just Cadaver and Jaime, and a lot of mutant dogs.. they had a high-pitched sound playing for about a hour, that's why Jaime was crying. It was high enough for him, but too low for me to h-" Chris only halfway through his sentence before Fang had disappeared from the sunroof. Fang leapt from the car as the camioneta, van door was kicked open, gloved hands shoving at the hybrid's chest. He hit his brother's windshield and rolled over, hitting the burning asphalt with a pained grunt. Chris gripped the steering when the force of the hit rocked the car. "Mother of God!" He spun his head around, watching Cadaver follow after him. Chris looked back at the van, immediately grabbing the phone and dialing Scotty.
Scott stared at his ringing phone before looking back up to the uneventful screen. He sighed and answered, propping his feet up on the desk. "Yo- What? No, Chris slow down. Keep following the van, you're the only one besides Fang who can keep up with the school, I'll rendezvous once tu make contact. Trystan will take care of Cadaver and Fang." The male immediately began typing, staring at the screen before switching frequency's in his comm. "Trystan, this is Scotty, I need tu to head to these coordinates." He said, rattling off everything before getting up.
Trystan moved from Artemis and placed the goggles on his head, grinning from ear to ear. "Sorry, gotta blast." He gave a thumbs up before running out the door.
Cadaver laughed, placing his boot on Fang's chest. "You've really gone to the perros haven't you? Shame tu didn't get here sooner.. Your squirt really put a good fight." He chuckled, lowering the laugh when Fang pushed at his boot. The boot was moved, and the hybrid was flipped over before he had to chance to jump up. Cadaver grabbed the back of Fang's hair and smacked his head against the asphalt. "How does it feel to get your head smashed on the very stones that ran with your parents blood? Do tu feel sad? Full of rage? o does that outfit help bury your feelings, hiding your true self? You're a truly extraordinary specimen.. I look adelante, hacia adelante to breaking you." He lifted up Fang's head once last, pushing it downward before the motioned was stopped completely. "Not today!~" Trystan smirked and yanked Cadaver away, pushing him back a few feet, allowing Fang to peel himself up off of the asphalt. The speedster ran around Cadaver, shoving him back and forth. "Trystan, that's enough. Let's go." Fang coughed out blood into his arm and shook his head. "Not nearly strong enough to defeat him." Trystan let out an audible whine before grabbing Fang and running off.
Fang's hands clenched as he approached the house, almost stopping mid-flight at the white camioneta, van zooming away from the lot. He narrowed his eyes, watching the black sports car following closely. "Chris." He mumbled and dived down, landing on the room, tapping his foot again the sunroof. The glass slid back, allowing Fang to lean down and stick his head inside. "Jaime?' He asked, not looking to his brother. "With Cadaver? o Seraphs?" There was silence before Chris replied. "Just Cadaver and Jaime, and a lot of mutant dogs.. they had a high-pitched sound playing for about a hour, that's why Jaime was crying. It was high enough for him, but too low for me to h-" Chris only halfway through his sentence before Fang had disappeared from the sunroof. Fang leapt from the car as the camioneta, van door was kicked open, gloved hands shoving at the hybrid's chest. He hit his brother's windshield and rolled over, hitting the burning asphalt with a pained grunt. Chris gripped the steering when the force of the hit rocked the car. "Mother of God!" He spun his head around, watching Cadaver follow after him. Chris looked back at the van, immediately grabbing the phone and dialing Scotty.
Scott stared at his ringing phone before looking back up to the uneventful screen. He sighed and answered, propping his feet up on the desk. "Yo- What? No, Chris slow down. Keep following the van, you're the only one besides Fang who can keep up with the school, I'll rendezvous once tu make contact. Trystan will take care of Cadaver and Fang." The male immediately began typing, staring at the screen before switching frequency's in his comm. "Trystan, this is Scotty, I need tu to head to these coordinates." He said, rattling off everything before getting up.
Trystan moved from Artemis and placed the goggles on his head, grinning from ear to ear. "Sorry, gotta blast." He gave a thumbs up before running out the door.
Cadaver laughed, placing his boot on Fang's chest. "You've really gone to the perros haven't you? Shame tu didn't get here sooner.. Your squirt really put a good fight." He chuckled, lowering the laugh when Fang pushed at his boot. The boot was moved, and the hybrid was flipped over before he had to chance to jump up. Cadaver grabbed the back of Fang's hair and smacked his head against the asphalt. "How does it feel to get your head smashed on the very stones that ran with your parents blood? Do tu feel sad? Full of rage? o does that outfit help bury your feelings, hiding your true self? You're a truly extraordinary specimen.. I look adelante, hacia adelante to breaking you." He lifted up Fang's head once last, pushing it downward before the motioned was stopped completely. "Not today!~" Trystan smirked and yanked Cadaver away, pushing him back a few feet, allowing Fang to peel himself up off of the asphalt. The speedster ran around Cadaver, shoving him back and forth. "Trystan, that's enough. Let's go." Fang coughed out blood into his arm and shook his head. "Not nearly strong enough to defeat him." Trystan let out an audible whine before grabbing Fang and running off.
*Shrugs* Cheer, cry, be happy, sad, angry, dunno.
Too much drama, feelings feelings feelings, this is all gonna be fluff, so if tu need the point of this article, skip to the bottom.
amor tu guys, really do, but this drama is toooooo much.
So, me and my OC's are going on a... vacation.
tu can still post on my wall, IM, bandeja de entrada me, ect.
Just takin' a break from the club.
And if I'm a depressed emo faggot to you, not your fault. Stuff has happened, I should be fine in a bit.
Anyways,
Fly on~
-Raven, gone.
"So you're just going to let him leave to D.C.?" Lexi stared at her older brother.
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy tu idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then tu obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but tu don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes tu think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming inicial o what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."
"Yup."
"You're stupid! That's crazy tu idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't."
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming."
"Then tu obviously don't know him."
"Actually I do, but tu don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes tu think he won't go crazy?"
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand.
"Nudge? I thought she retired."
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming inicial o what?" Lexi sighed and followed him.
"Yeah."