"....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 you 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 furgão, 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? Or 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 furgão, 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 you 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 you 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 cachorros haven't you? Shame you 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 you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings, hiding your true self? You're a truly extraordinary specimen.. I look progressivo, para a frente 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.