The series of expletives that fell from his companions lips as both men peered through that hotel window did little to settle the boy, his own dark gaze turning away from the vampire outside as Tetradore near back across that hotel room until his back struck the far wall. A renewed anxiety of sorts turning within the lanky deviant at his companions reaction to that vampire alone. The voice of the undead man outside so suddenly returning Tobias' attention to the window. That nursery rhyme one even Tobias knew and yet his fractured mind so struggled to place it here and now, his head tilting almost curiously despite the fear that curled within his gut and seemed only furthered by Tetradore's own clear distress in turn. Tobias hardly afforded a moment longer to consider any of those thoughts that lingered within his mind before a brick was hurled through that window- the projectile itself, along with that shattering glass only narrowly missing the Leopard's head. Tobias uttering that cry of alarm before stumbling away from the window- only for that big cat to outside to slam against the door once more. Even Tobias, for all his inability, was entirely assured that flimsy wooden door would hardly hold long. The lanky young man pivoting readily to face his brother once more in clear search of some direction only to find Tetradore so clutching at his ribs across the room. That lacking smell of blood so assuring him his chosen Alpha was not injured in the least. Tobias hardly choosing to question his companions behaviour, the boy oblivious to those dark memories that turned within Tetradores mind at the very realisation of just who that vampire was. The lanky leopard merely seeking escape in that moment.

His own form near raced across that room and into the bathroom. Bathroom windows, after all, had long been a source of escape for the pair and one that would surely not fail them now even despite the small, narrow space they were required to work with. Tobias, despite his slender form, so momentarily struggled to get all of his tall figure through that window. The younger man tumbling out at last onto that fire escape before Tetradore and his more muscular frame attempted much the same feat. Tobias scrambled readily to his feet once more, the sound of only more of those cats approaching seeing the Leopard reach up to grasp his brothers arms and all but haul Tetradore unceremoniously through that tight space and out onto the fire escape in a distinctly undignified matter. That shout of 'Jesus Christ' prompting that momentary look of confusion to his features. He had heard Tetradore shout this name several times before and yet no one, not even Birdie, ever seemed content to explain just who this was each time he asked. Tobias' arms thrown readily upward in consternation.

"Always you.....call for this....Jesus and never he....comes!"

Just how decidedly true Tetradore might find that sentence remained to be seen. The elder man no sooner onto his feet then the pair were sprinting across that parking lot and towards the red sports car. Fitness, in the least, was hardly lacked by either man. Tobias very near vaulted over the hood of that car to reach the passengers side, the deviant all but throwing himself in as Tetradore launched into that drivers seat in turn, that command to drive upon the boys own lips as Tetradore threw that car into reverse- those sprinting felines tearing toward them before his companions foot slammed on the accelerator. The sports car readily responded to that demand to all but launch itself into life and squeal in a cloud of dust out of that hotel parking lot and onto the road to leave those cats and the lacidastical Darcy behind. For several long moments little existed save for the sound of that heavy breathing from them both, that sprint across the parking lot and the sheer adrenaline that ensnared both their forms prompting those rapid breaths. That car all but flying beneath Tetradore's hands. Tobias turned several times to peer out of that back window, little save for dust and darkness meeting his own fathomless gaze before his attention returned to his companion once more. Tobias entirely aware of that tension that gripped his brothers frame, thos emerald green eyes fixated upon the road ahead. That decidedly unspoken body language so normally enough to prompt even Tobias to offer Tetradore space and yet within that car neither was afforded that luxury. The younger man daring to venture those words all the same.

"Who....was...that?"

That Tetradore had known who the vampire was had been clear enough. That curiosity of sorts tugging at Tobias' own mind as that silence descended upon them once more, the road ahead stretching out for miles, that car eating up that distance readily. Tobias assured that car was far faster than the one the vampire and the other cats had arrived in. Nothing was faster than their car. He was sure of it. It was the most fast car. Yes. That road behind them as dark and empty as the road before them. Just where they were going the deviant so hardly knew and yet he hardly questioned it in any sense. That desert growing more and more desolate as they drove, ten, fifteen, twenty minutes readily passing. Tobias so at last beginning to....relax, at least a little. That tension beginning to ease from his frame. The boy glancing behind them less regularly. They had been lucky, this time it seemed. That hotel far behind them now, that vampire and his cats surely equally so and yet even Tobias was assured they would follow. They would need to hide that car when they stopped next, yes. The younger man turned readily back toward his companion then, those words upon his lips before his gaze flickered upward toward that rearview mirror- those decidedly sharp feline eyes spotting that flicker of movement within the darkness. His gaze suddenly widening.

"Tetra!"

That very cry of alarm readily fell from his lips instead, Tobias rotating in his seat once more only to see that darkness behind them moving. A near jet black motorcycle rocketing into view in the tail lights of their own car. That confusion rapidly taking hold of the lanky Leopard once more. Bikes could not go this fast, he was sure of it. The vampire had been behind them. They had gotten a significant head start and more then that- the vampire hadn't had a motorbike. He had seen the man get out of the boot of that black town car. Just how the vampire had caught up to them remained a mystery, at least to Tobias, and yet the deviant was so hardly one to ask questions in any sense. The boy near frantically beginning to search that car as Tetradore strove to push it even faster. Tobias, when faced with those limited options, was so often content to become decidedly...aggressive in turn. His hand at last closed over one of those few remaining water bottles left within the car, his fingers hitting that button to wind down the window only to lean slightly out of it. That bottle launched with full force at the vampire racing behind them. Darcy forced to near violently swerve avoid it and lose valuable ground. That singular water bottle so unfortunately the only projectile left within the car. Tobias already eyeing his companions shoes when the sound of that bike came again. That shadowy machine so suddenly flying past them. That clear shock readily plastered across the deviants face.

"Cannot....be....faster...."

That disbelief was readily echoed within his own voice. That motorcycle disappearing into the darkness ahead of them. Tobias so barely given that chance to attempt to understand why Darcy had gone around them before the lights on that bike so lit up for the first time. Darcy so clearly having spun that bike around only to drive it directly towards them in a veritable game of chicken. Neither car nor bike slowing in the least as they rocketed towards one another. Bikes so rarely survived crashes with cars and yet that sports car was hardly made to take any sort of real impact, the materials that formed it made as light as possible on purpose. Tobias glancing readily from that road to Tetradore and back again. The lanky deviant oddly....content with that apparent fate to die here and now even despite that anxiety that clung to them. His features hardening all the more.

"Run him....over."

If they were so fated to die then Tobias, it seemed, was wholly determined to at least damage Darcy in turn even if any such impact was unlikely to kill the vampire in any sense- no matter how horrific. Tobias readily bracing himself for that oncoming impact, those vehicles getting closer and closer until....there own car faltered. The car slowing down. Darcy's own bike screeching to a halt mere feet from them as their own car rolled to a veritable stop right at the vampires feet. This....was not ideal. Tobias so abruptly reaching over to hit that button for the window once more and roll it back upward. As if closing that singular window might deter the man with the mismatched eyes as their car so suddenly turned off. Tobias glancing near frantically back toward Tetradore, the boy oblivious to the notion that this was Darcy's own power at work. The vampire effortlessly having their car down. The vehicle now entirely under the vampires control.

"What are....you doing?!"

The words were near hissed toward Tetradore in turn. Tobias attempting to coax his companion into driving once more as Darcy swung effortlessly from that bike to stroll toward their car. The sound of those car doors locking seeing tobias glance hurriedly around again. Tetradore and himself now locked within their own car as Darcy paused to lean against that hood, the vampire offering them both a lift of one eye that was near...cocky. A phone lifted to his ear then. The pair more than capable of hearing at least Darcy's side of that conversation.

"Yeah, yeah, I got him. 'Course I got him. Outside da state. He'd made it a damn long way dis time, eh? I'd 'ave caught him sooner but he went through dem mountains this time. We went the wrong way at the start. Yeah, yeah. Nah, he ain't alone. He's wit some lanky dude whose scowlin' at me. Tobias? Yeah, that sounds like who I got 'ere. Do ya want him too? Imma get rid of him if ya dont. I dun like his look. Dun worry, darlin' I'll be home soon."

How pleasurable it was to hear her voice. He'd get a reward for this. He was sure. She surely could not deny his affections much longer could she? There was no one else amongst their ranks who was even close to being worthy off her. Not Jax, not Dylan, not fucking Cobain and sure as hell not Tetradore. Fucking cat. Those mismatched eyes narrowed readily on the man in question. That easy, almost casual demeanor that phone call with Risque had prompted within him all but vanishing in the same near instant. How he loathed that cat. How many times had Risque taken the panther into her bed and not him? When he was by far the most worthy, by far her best employee and by far her most devoted. Worse still- the panther hardly seemed to appreciate those intimate moments he received from that glorious woman. He recoiled from her touch as if it were poison! He rejected her advance as if she were not good enough for him when she was glory incarnate. He squandered those precious moments as if he disliked them. It was maddening. How many times he had planned Tetradore's death? Those idle day dreams so readily satisfying that violent intent that stirred just below the surface and yet they were becoming less and less satisfying each time. That desire for the hispanic man's blood burned stronger and stronger. That rage toward him harder and harder to quell. She protected Tetradore from him. Every time. Refused to allow him more than the occasional blow against her prized cat. Why? Why did she adore Tetradore so?

At least maybe tonight he'd get to kill something all the same. Those striking, vibrant mismatched eyes turned toward Tobias. She didn't have need of that one. More trouble then he was worth that one. Maybe he couldn't kill Tetradore- but he could make him hurt all the same. Teach him a lesson for running away. For having had him sent to this shit hole of a desert to drag him back when he could be back at that bar with Risque- where he belonged. Darcy rose easily from that hood then. The tall, youthful vampire strolling toward that drivers side door then. How much he enjoyed the irony of entrapping them in their own car. Nice car too. Very nice. His lips parted, his tongue running across those strange double fangs that protruded from his upper jaw so rare in vampire kind and yet- while his victims tended to die if he bit into their necks- those double fangs often causing a hemorrhaging, they were decidedly good at tearing into flesh all the same and providing a far bigger wound to feed from. His hand waved idly, that car doing as commanded, that drivers side window rolling readily down as he crouched beside it. Darcy leaning easily against it.

"Hiiiiiii."

That very disdain with which he was met by both cats was almost worth the effort alone. That near cheerily offered word only seeming to prompt Tobias to scowl once more. Tetradore looking equally as unimpressed.

"What's wrong eh? Ya ain't happy to see me? An we got on so well the last time. Ya know I dun like comin' after ya, Tet. Ya know. It really, really fucking shits me. I'm talkin' to ya, kitty, look this way."

His hand reached easily forward, one longer extended to catch Tetradore beneath the chin and turn the mans head to face him. His hand drawn back to himself in the same moment.

"Here is what's gunna happen. When that other car get's 'ere your gunna get out of this one and get into that one. Your friend is stayin here. For every goddamn second it takes you to get from this car and into that one, Imma bust one of his ribs- just like I did for you. An tell your boy there that whatever power it is he's tryin' ta use on me dun bloody work."

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push