Jurassic Hijinks

Vincent was beginning to get concerned for Skye's welfare as well as his brother. He began to ram against the door in an attempt to break it down.

Still no answer came, Kyle was sat upstairs by the bath looking at the water wondering if what he was about to was a good idea.

Letting out a sigh, Vincent knocked harder. Opening the letterbox he called inside; "Kyle, it's only me." He said reassuringly.

Kyle couldn't hear the door being knocked on due to the fact he had water running rather quickly upstairs.

Vincent's car roared to a halt outside of the Hitachen household, turning the engine off, Vincent placed his keys in his pocket and climbed out of the car before knocking on the door. Despite how desperate the situation was, he wouldn't forget his manners and barge in.

As Vincent made his way to the Hitachen family home, Kyle made his way upstairs. Thoughts flew around his mind, voices kept telling him that there was no reason to carry on, things would just get worse, everyone around him would die or just leave him.

Vincent raised himself up to full height before placing the phone down. "What was that about?" Carlos asked, clearly concerned. "He just wants to go out." Vincent replied calmly, and Carlos knew better than to press for further answers. Vincent grabbed his keys hastily and left the house and began to make his way to his brothers home.

((Vincent and Kyle RPing time 8D))

"Thanks...." Kyle hung up and slumped down against the wall he'd been leaning against.
It felt almost as if his whole world was falling down around him. First his wife and eldest son, now Skye. Holding his head in his hands he cried.

Vincent kept his face blank and expressionless as to not worry Carlos. "Of course I can. I'll be there in a minute." He said calmly.

"... Vincent..." His voice started to shake more than it had previously "... S-Skye... Skye was attacked last night... could you get me to the hospital... I've lost my car keys...."

Letting out a sigh, Carlos did as he was told and handed the phone to his father. "It's Kyle." He said plainly. Vincent thanked Carlos as he took the phone. "Hello?"

"Just do it.. please" It was clear he didn't want to have to repeat what he was going to say.

Carlos raised an eyebrow, clearly rather concerned as to why he uncle seemed so shaken. "...Why? What's wrong?"

"Carlos.. is that you... can you put your dad on..." The voice was quiet and shaky but clearl Kyles.

Seeing as the dark haired male was closest to the phone, he felt it only fair that he answered it. Raising the phone to his ear, he began to speak; "Hello?"

4 hours later as people started to move around the phone rung at Carlos' home.

Letting out a deep sigh, Carlos began to stumble home. Unaware of anything he had done whilst in his alter form.

Thankfully no-one was out on the streets yet. The city didn't tend to wake up till late morning.

Heaving himself to his feet, he stumbled slightly as he began to make his way back home. He didn't realise how strange he looked (considering he had no shoes on and was wearing completely ripped clothes.).

The man had merely driven in circles to keep the werewolf version of Carlos entertained till the sun rose.

The beast let out a growl before it fell to it's side and began to melt away, leaving the man that had changed when the full moon had rose. Waving his hand in front of his face, he coughed as he tried to fan away the fumes. He couldn't remember a single thing that had happened and had no idea where he was.

The chase continued for several hours until sunrise when the man in the car gave the it's final boost and drove off leaving the creature behind in the fumes from the exhaust.

Letting out a loud roar, the beast began to chase after the car.

The man ran, he hadn't been prepared so didn't have the items he needed with him to get rid of the thing. Getting into his car he drove off.

Dodging the bullets the best it could was rather hard considering it's general size, it soon lost it's footing and collapsed to the floor.