I am what she made me
her words are spiderwebs inside my head

He could hear something....somewhere within that eternal darkness. That 'creature', or whatever the hell it had been had, seemingly, been distracted by Tetradore. The WerePanther a far slower and far more agreeable target it seemed. Good. Maybe it would do him a favour and destory the fucking Were once and for all- even if Darcy was inclined to doubt Risque would ever believe him when she queried after her precious pet. Still, a few months of her outrage would be worth it not to have to deal with Tetradore any more. Darcy, for several moments longer, merely remained where he stood. The vampire listened intently into the darkness around him for any further sounds. The blackness had become almost eerily quiet. Had it eaten Tetradore already? Then again, its mouth had seemed damn well big enough to swallow them both whole. Maybe it has simply swallowed the other man. The creatures sure to come looking for him next. A soft breath left the vampire's lips as Darcy turned to peer into the blackness either side, that loaded gun still within his hand. How he doubted that shadowy creature would be halted by bullets and yet- a weapon of any kind was better than nothing. In the least he might be able to slow it down when it inevitably found him again. For now he simply needed to keep moving. Standing still was a death sentence. Just like it had been back in the war. You stood still, the enemy found you.

Darcy turned to the right then, the southern vampire stepping into the darkness. His steps, this time, far slower and more purposeful than his earlier blind run. He could see nothing, hear nothing, smell nothing- his vampire senses, for the first time since his creation were...useless to him. Darcy's fangs ground agianst one another in irritation, the sound seemed to echo all around him. Did nothing else exist in this fucking....black desert? His feet scuffed purposely at the ground below, if only to assure himself he was still on some kind of earth, the man striding further and further into that oblivion. The very notion that this place might have no end and no beginning had already settled into the back of Darcy's mind and yet, here and now, the vampire hardly chose to confront it. It was better to believe he was heading...somewhere. Those creatures, for now at least, had fallen behind. Darcy continued to stride onward, the vampiric cowboy muttering beneath his breath as he did. There was not even enough light to pick a focal point, no stars existed, nothing to assure him he was going in any direction at all. He might be wandering in goddamn circles for all he knew! It was several more long, dark minutes before Darcy collided near solidly with a wall.

"Fuck!"

That irritable curse was snapped into the darkness, the vampire reaching instinctively to rub at his nose. Darcy having walked headline into the side of a....cliff? Well. At least he wasn't going in circles. The vampire extended one hand, his palm running along the rocky wall of that obstacle. It seemed to go upward, taller then himself. How high it truly was he had no idea, let alone how wide. Shit. Was this a dead end? Could he walk along it? Climb over it? How quickly those considerations came to an end at the sound of rushing feet once more. Fuck. Those creatures were coming back. Darcy whirled in place, his back agianst that cliff wall as his lips pulled back from his own fangs in warning. A warning that seemed to go entirely unheeded as those creatures prowled forward, their red eyes aglow in the gloom, each step drawing them closer and closer. There was nowhere left to run too. To the left, maybe, yet neither creature was making any effort to block that path. Darcy had used that tactic himself. Why cut off a victim's escape route when the way was likely already blocked somehow. The left, he was certain, led to nothing but another cliff wall.

A growl of irritation rose within his throat, the gun within his hand easily pointed at that first target, the larger of the creatures. The sound of the gunfire echoed into that blackness, the bullet colliding solidly with the shoulder of the creature....only for its body to to shift and swirl and....pieces itself near instantly back together. The creature had barely flinched let alone slowed down. Keep trying cowboy. It could speak? That taunt prompted little more than a hiss of discord from Darcy's lips as the vampire thrust that gun back into its holster. Guns did nothing- maybe his teeth would. Even if the bodies of those creatures hardly looked as if they had anything tangible to bite into. Each muscle within his figure tightened, Darcy bracing himself to lunge forward. He was faster than them, that much he knew- maybe he could tear a limb from one of them with enough force and speed and yet how confident they seemed as they prowled forward. No one had ever faced him with this confidence before. The first true doubt Darcy had ever felt in his immortal life began to claw at his mind. This....was not going to end well for him.

Darcy, up here.

That voice seemed to emerge out of the darkness. Shouting down toward him. Tetradore? Darcy's head whipped upward in the direction of that sound and yet he could see nothing. Where the fuck was 'up here?' How high up? How little time he had to consider the vague uselessness of those directions (how very Tetradore-like). A roar of outrage from one of those creatures prompted the vampire to simply leap upward in the same moment as that creature lunged, its body colliding with the wall Darcy had lent agianst only moments before as the vampire scabbled near blindly in the darkness. Something blue flashed momentarily past him. Darcy having leapt far too high. The vampire sailed past Tetradore and his companion upon their ledge only to begin to tumble back down again. Darcy's fingers scrabbled at the side of the cliff wall like a cat attempting to flee the dogs that bayed beneath. The vampire near desperately seeking any kind of purchase as he slipped and skidded back down that slope. His fingers, at last, catching the edge of the ledge Tetradore rested upon. A burst of speed all but catapulting Darcy onto it- only to collide with the Were in a momentary tangle of limbs.

"What sorta fuckin stupid directions was that ya damn idjit."

One hand lifted to shove Tetradore away from him, both men balanced precariously on that edge as those Nighthaunts continued to roar below, the smaller of the pair making several efforts to leap upward. Could the damn bastards jump this high? Another hiss spat from Darcy's lips down and towards them. A sudden flicker of blue, however, readily captured the vampire's attention once more. His gaze, for the first time, falling upon the blue....weasel beside Tetradore. Its blue fur gave off just enough light to see by. Darcy reached near automatically for it, his hand grasping it around the middle before lifting it upward as she flailed wildly. "You put me down! Put me down!" The cries of the creature fell upon deaf ears as Darcy so merely....eyed it- before holding it upward like a lantern, the animal providing enough light for him to be able to make out Tetradore beside him. Along with the other mans distinct lack of clothing

"Are ya fuckin naked? What da fuck is wrong wit ya?"

The unfortunate ferret continued to flail near wildly within his hand, her cries of protest so finally prompting Darcy to release her as she bristled upward once more- only to scamper back toward Tetradore. The look of disgust upon Darcy's features disappeared into the darkness as the soft blue glow of her fur lessened and she pressed closer to the Were. "He is not an Eidolon!"

"Not a what? Fuckin' little rat."

Darcy's gaze shifted from the blue creature and back toward Tetradore once more. The Were had, somehow, managed to survive those creatures before making some effort to...help him. Not that he had needed it. Any word of thanks, however, was hardly inclined to leave the vampire's lips. Darcy instead merely gestured toward the ferret once more- or whatever the hell it was.

"Does dat ting now 'ow ta git out o'here? Make it tell us."

Darcy

i'm in love with the madness