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(I am going to presume that the gun was silenced... seen as this appears to be a populated area and having guns going off randomly would be bad...)

"Don't worry, just follow what Jake said. I'll be along in a moment." Red gave what would appear to be a gently, friendly shove pressing him into the alleyway. Behind his back, Red made some motions with his hands at the agents of the school in the car. He made sure his signals could not be seen from the others, Seth or those in the building.

Under his breath, he spoke, "You guys are going to ruin my plans. Stay low and don't be seen. Start operation air lift." With that, he moved the mic he had secreted in the necklace collar he wore into an off position, a simple jerk of his neck in the right direction. Then he followed Seth into the hideout. "We need to move. The Erasers are moving faster than usual. I have a contact in that is willing to help us get to New York. That should throw off the Erasers and we could all settle down and live a life. Plenty of places to hide in a big city like that."

(He knew that. He was lying to the agents to see who they where. Seen as they seemed unfazed by their being humans infused with animal DNA, he went to see how much they knew of us. Seen as they knew he was lying with names and who was what animal, he figured they must have been from the School. Weather they were or against the School, we will never know now... ninja Hehehehe.)

Red ran over to Seth, pulling him away from the explosion, but it was too late. Yelling at the 'brainless' bird, "What are you? Stupid! Not only did you blow up the car, but you also don't seem to understand LOW PROFILE! Also, where did you get those fireworks?!?"

While he was yelling at Seth, he was already ripping off pieces of Seth's clothing, creating bandages. Red's ears where ringing, but he ignored it as he set to bindings what wounds he could. All the while thinking, 'Stupid. Did he consider that we can't send him to a hospital without giving away ourselves to everyone? Stupid fool. Stupid stupid fool.'

(What? A plan to get himself killed? rofl )

Red worked on Seth, the flames of the still nearby car burning hot. He was pressing down hard on the wounds, thankfully Seth was out by this point. The bleeding needed to be stopped, and quickly or he would die. He couldn't die yet. Red had his own plans and they involved Seth, and the rest of them. It even involved the School, but at this point the School would probably be the only way to save Seth.

Seth looked heavy to Red, as Red knew he would have to move Seth, before the ambulances and other emergency vehicles arrived. He looked to the sides of himself, and then back at the hideout. If only Jake was here right now, they could move Seth with ease then. Red was too weak to do this on his own.

Red cocked his head. Weather his plans would work or not didn't matter now. He needed to save Seth's life. "Cancel operation Airlift. I need med teams here now. The rest of them are in the building across from the street from me. I am sure they have several ways out, probably a bolt hole in the back. Capture them all, quickly." he tugged on a bandage on one of the smaller wounds from shrapnel, which would have to be removed, but Red had no means to remove it now. He just tired the strip of fabric tightly, as tight as he could with one hand, as the other tried to stop the major bleeds. "Oh, and next time I tell you all to keep your distance, don't sit in a car right next to them. Nothing like getting attention to yourselves. Ever heard of 'low profile' before?" With that, he cocked his head to a side again, turning off the mic again before his agents could respond back.

(By the way, you just like grabbing stuff from mid-air. Admit it! mrgreen )

(my character's plan involves news crews, and being seriously wounded wasnt part of it, but the explosion was. the plan is the exact opposite of low profile. lol twisted )

(( Oh Sheet!! I go to the tip of America for three days, and I come back and jake's gettin shot, and Red's back stabbing and everything. Good thing I have an idea of an Orgainization that's against the school. That's what the two guys who were talking to Jake about. Sheesh. Leave you guys alone FOR THREE DAYS! lol Anyways, I'm going to put my little touch into this twisted plot. WARNING :Long long Long long Long long Post and bad language towards the bottom ))

Jake heard the explosion and he almost dropped the bag of food, but he grabbed it sooner or later. Just as he was going to shove Ragdoll and Chance towards the door he had discovered shortly after arriving to the hideout, a group of Erasers entered the small room. His eyes glazed over their faces, but they all wore sunglasses. Before he could blink he heard a gun shot and he felt pain right below his collarbone. He growled, his nail extending to their full length and his eyes narrowing down like a tiger would if it was hunting. Suddenly shocks expanded from the spot, attack his nerves and heart. He gasped, his blood surging through his veins, almost breaking them. He fell back against the wall, his hand over his heart.

As he sank to the ground, he heard the Mutts hustling about. He felt someone being thrown next to him. Jake breathed heavily, his eyes closing as the shocks worsened with each wave. He coughed as the last wave hit. His hand fell from it's place and he slowly opened his eyes. Red was laying next to him, brusied and cut. Seth was no where to be seen. Jake growled, pushing Red to side, since he was half way on top of him. Jake stood again, and he heard some of the Mutts curse. They all froze what they were doing and held their guns toward him.

Jake hissed, stepping forward slowly, tempting them. "If you only wished I was dead. I can take all of you, if you didn't have your firing weapons. I killed your brothers, I killed your best friends. Want your revenage, don't you?" There was silence. Jake snarled, "Don't you!?" They didn't respond right away, but two cornered around Jake, their guns clicking, ready to shoot. "If you want your revenage so much, why don't you let your leader shoot me? Or better yet..." Jake scanned their faces once again, finally finding what he ran from so long, "Or him." He said, his eyes narrowing down. He felt his teeth against his tounge, the Erasers glanced quickly towards who Jake pointed out, before returning their gaze to him.

The man clicked his gun, and pointed it towards Jake. Jake's nails were fully out, and his hands gripped the sides of his pants. No one was moving, but then Jake unzipped his jacket, moving furiously; he threw his jacket at the ground in front of the man. Jake lifted his shirt of his chest and threw it at the jacket. His skin rippled with anger, as his fingers poked and jabbed the area where the bullet entered. He hissed, hitting the nerves that were right next to the bullet. Slowly, Jake felt the bullet towards the surface of his skin. Everyone was watching (sorry for this next part. i know it's powerplaying, but it's the only way this will work.), even Ragdoll stood still watching his friend. Suddenly, Jake extended his claws and ripped the skin away from the bullet, and removed the bullet. Blood poured from his wound, but he took no notice, but for a small hiss. He held up the bullet, examaning it before he threw it at the man. It hit the chest of the man, but fell to the floor like it didn't effect him.

Jake now started emptying his jean pockets. He threw down car keys, a pocket knife, a small key chain, and an old charmed braclet that was his sisters. Finally, Jake stood still. He slowly removed his wallet. He opened it, and he flicked out random credit cards, and libaray cards that were out of date. He dropped coins and money from the countries he ran from. He stopped. He removed one picture, his eyes watering up. He turned it around to show the man the picture. "My sister...remember her? Rebecca Laurn Jenna Johnson. She was so ******** innocant, she was killed." He dropped the picture and got another one. He turned it towards the man again, one tear drop falling from his right eye. "My brother. Jason Ivan Nicklas Johnson. He was pretty damn smart, wasn't he? Too smart..." he said, looking towards Red, saying this. He dropped the picture and reached into his wallet one last time. The tears blinked down, but slowed as he turned the picture. "My mother. She was too protective? Wasn't she?" No answer. He dropped that one, and finally, pulled out the last one. His tears faded, and his sadness was replaced with hate and anger. He turned the picture and showed the image of a well dressed man...in the suit that the Erasers were in now. "A hit and run, a ******** jack a**, and a murderer. He shot his wife repeatedly, and stole his own kids. He demanded a Mutation to a wolf and he was enlisted to become an Eraser. Shortly after, he tried to kill his only daugther...and suceeded. a year or so after that, I was mutated with a tiger's DNA. Something he didn't want. No, not at all. His daughter was a wolf, his other son was a coyote, and now..." Jake paused, swallowing, "And now his third son was a tiger. A thing about Coyote's. They're smart...too smart. Killing. That's all you ever did! Was kill!" Jake yelled suddenly. "You killed off your wife and two of your kids. I was able to get away! I was able to run. But you still wanted me dead, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" Jake screamed, advancing onto the man. The others stood still. Jake stood in front of the man's gun's barrel, where it pointed between his eyes. "so why don't you shoot?" Jake asked, taking the picture, and ripping it in half, then in half again. He held the peices in his hand and said darkly, "Jacob Allen Jared Johnson. The man I was named after." He said, dropping the pieces. There was no movement.

Then the Man dropped the gun. It shot, but luckly didn't hit anyone. As the man removed his sunglasses and put them into his jacket, he grunted. "Get the others." The man glared at Jake, before tackling him. They rolled, fighting, and biting. Jake got a few seconds, his naiils digging into his father's neck. "Chance, get Ragdoll out of here. Don't worry about Red! AND PROTECT THAT NECKLACE WITH YOUR LIFE!" he yelled, before being pushed over and wrestling with his father again, only this time, it wasn't play.

(( know what I've noticed? Jake has a crush on Chance! I didn't realize until now. Sheesh, I'm a blonde. lol))

Jake thought he got his father, finally, but his father got him. Forcing his son down, he grabbed Jake's hair and slammed his head into the floor, over and over again. Jake stopped trying to get away, and that's when his father stopped. Jake's wounds had stopped bleeding, but now his head bled and his shoulder bled. Jake hissed, and finding all of his strength, he ludged. His father wasn't expecting it either. Jake ripped his father's face apart before he was flung away. He landed next to where his father's gun laid on the ground. He stared at it, and looked back towards where his father was. Most of the Eraser's had gone, trying to stop Chance and Ragdoll from escaping the city. Too bad they split up. Jake looked back at the gun, then back towards his father, who was now ready to attack him. As his father was running towards Jake, Jake grabbed the gun, and pointed. He shot it right before his father attacked.

His father landed on him, and Jake shoved him off. Jake's eyes got wide, like they did when he was a child. Was he still a child? He had practically become his brother, killing for protection. His brother was a follower of the Erasers...until he saw the true evil. Jake watched as the unneeded shocks moved through his father's dead brain. There was a perfect circle, right between the eyes. Jake swallowed his distaste and stood, hand on the gun. He glared at the remaining few Mutts, who were already pointing their guns at him. He kicked his fathers body, before firing off the Mutts. He looked towards Red after the remaining Mutts were killed.

((Sorry. But Jake was sorta...in a emocational spot.))