Dimitri

Dimitri reached the house, somewhat exhausted though he tried to ignore it. He unlocked the door and entered, still holding Hunter's hand, and was greeted by Vera.

Vera, an auburn-haired teen, and obviously a bit autistic, was holding Pasha in her arms. The gyrfalcon was alive, but didn't move much. He had a bandage on his wing. "Dimitri, I found your little bird at the pony house. He has a cut on his wing. He's bleeding." She carefully held the falcon out for Dimitri to see. "But Katerinka fixed him. She said that he'll be alright."

"Yeah...he was shot." Dimitri explained distantly, but didn't go farther than that. He limped to the storage room and grabbed a bin. He placed a few towels in the bin and then gently set Pasha on the towels. With the bird tended to, he turned back to Hunter. "Hunter, this is Vera, my sister. And Vera, this is my friend Hunter." He introduced, sitting down on the couch when he became weaker.

Vera nodded. "Hello. I'm his other sister. Angie died." She stated, apparently not realizing that the death of Dimitri's biological sister wasn't the best conversation to bring up right now.

Hunter

Hunter's eyes were on Dimitri as he sat down, she still standing. Then her eyes drifted to Vera. I'm sorry to hear that Vera. Her voice had dropped an octave, so that it was pitched lower. She sounded softer... Kinder... gentler. But her blue eyes still had that strange power, demanding submission and showing her solid determination. She moved without a sound, settling herself next to Dimitri so that she was snug against his side, her body never fully relaxed as though she were prepared to flee at any given time.

Sasuke and Itachi

Sasuke was having one of his anger tantrums you could say. A very bad one, The same that killed his father and mother. Sasukes eyes were narrowed and a slightly darker red then normal. He and Itachi were going at it. Sasuke grabbed his brothers leg as it came at him and he through him across the room and into the wall. Itachi struggled to his feet and then ran at his brother and the fight started a gain.

Dimitri

Dimitri laid head head against the back of the couch, relaxing slightly. Well, at least until he heard the fighting from the other room. He cursed in his native tongue before standing up and glancing back at Hunter as he walked down the hall. "Excuse me, Hunter..." He said, a bit annoyed, "I have some jackasses to kill."

He picked up a key and a pistol from a ledge on the way to the room, which was locked and had no furniture of any kind. He was confused about how the two actually got their handcuffs off, unless one of the others had foolishly taken them off. Probably David. He was an idiot according to Dimitri...and everyone else.

He unlocked the door and aimed the pistol at the two, his other arm over his wounded chest. "Shut the hell up. Both of you." He said darkly, his facial expression making it clear that he wouldn't hesitate to shoot the brothers.

Itachi

Itachi glared as the door was openeed.He gripped his brother and whispered to him.Thanks for helping me escape brotherThat was said so only Sasuke could hear it and Sasuke glared but before he could speak he was thrown directly into Dimitri.Itachi didn't wait to see if both were down instead he ran straight out the door and headed straight for the front door of the house. Since his brother didn't seem too fond of him anymore he decided to ditch him. Though he still wasn't sure how to get this bracelet off..Sasuke would of followed suit but he could barely sit up at the moment. He got to his knees and held his head.. Blood dripped from his nose as well from having been punched right before he was thrown.

Dimitri

Dimitri watched the two suspiciously, and although very weary, he could tell something was up. But before he could knock the brothers out, he found himself knocked back against the wall. With a few ribs already broken, it was quite painful. He gritted his teeth and shot at Itachi as he ran. "Hunter! There's a pistol on the table! Don't let them hurt you!" He yelled, immediately coughing and gasping afterward. He then aimed his pistol down at Sasuke. "One move...and...you're dead..." He gasped in a low tone.

Itachi

He didn't care about hurting anyone. All he cared about was getting the hell out of this house. Finally he was the front door and he opened it and just started running down the yard. One of dimitri's bullets had burned a whole in his shirt due to the fact he barelly missed getting shot there.Sasuke glared when he was warned but moved not . He brought his arm up to his nose and brought it across to wiped the blood away from his nose.Not like I could get away in this condition anyways....He hissed.

Hunter

Hunter reacted before she could think. She ignored the guns... She wouldn't touch the damn things. She was right out the door behind Itachi, and standing on the porch she threw one of her throwing daggers with acurate percision. She had been throwing knives since the age of six, and rarely did she missed. She aimed at Itachi's back, in the center and since he was turned away from her he wouldn't know what she was doing. Her hands didn't shake, her eyes never wavered and in that deadly voice of hers she hissed Don't move. Another dagger was in her hand, and she threw it to, this one aiming at Itachi's leg.

Itachi

Itachi wasn't stupid to think these damn people didn't have something up their sleeves and heard her following him to the porch. her first knive pierced his arm instead of his back and he spun around pulling it right out and only wincing. He saw the other knife coming and was quick to dodge.Yuo should't play with knivesHe spoke quietly. But he wasn't about to fight when he could just get away. That is what he did he turned and continued running.Only when he was a safe distance from the house did he stop to rip a sleeve from his shirt to tie around his injured arm before continuing toward his home.Sasuke remained stationary kneeling on the floor.

Hunter

Her eyes narrowed. Oh, hell no. She hissed softly. Her whistle was piercing and sharp, but she knew he would come. The wolf was mighty, huge in comparison to most. Akhi... Seek. Mishka. Kill him. She hissed to the male. Immediatly the white wolf took off, heading after Itachi. His attention was to kill, as his master had trained him to do. Oh no, not Hunter. But another master, who had made Hunter his prisoner and Faute his right hand man. Faute moved quickly yet silently, following the trail of Itachi. When he found the man, he did exactly as Hunter had done. He lunged, aiming for the mans throat without thinking, and without care.

Itachi

Itachi who was trained in Ninja art heard the paw steps and came around with the knife swung straight for the wolf and then he did a kick toward the wolf. He wouldn't be killed by no animal.

Dimitri

Dimitri still leaned back against the wall, clutching his injured chest. He looked at Itachi with a deadly gaze as he raised the pistol and aimed it at the ninja's head. "You killed my sister, kid. Now you're dead." He pulled the trigger repeatedly and still pulled it several times after the magazine was emptied, hopefully with many of the bullets shot into Itachi.

Vera climbed out the back window and motioned for Kira, the massive Amur leopard, to come. The girl then gave the signal - in Russian - to kill Itachi.

And Kira had no objections to this. She chuffed to the pack of Siberian Laikas and the group bolted swiftly toward the running prisoner. Kira stopped on front of him, while the dogs circled around him.

Dimitri stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. "It's simple, kid. You get back here...or you die." He said between gasps. In his current state, he forgot that Sasuke was behind him.

Sasuke

Sasuke finally was able to regain his posture and slowly stood up. Good seems they were focusing on itachi more then him. He slowly began to back towards the back door of the place. Since neither he or itachi cared for each other any more he'd let Dimitri do as he wish while he snuck out the back door.

Itachi growled angerly. Well this sucked. He glared at the animals. But then realized he had no choice if he wanted to live and he let the knife just drop and he slowly moved back to the house. His hands in fists.

Dimitri

Dimitri walked with a slight limp toward Itachi, aiming to grab him by the back of the neck and put the pistol to his head. "You don't talk to my girl like that, punk." He hissed shortly, pushing Itachi toward the house.

Itachi

His lip twitched and then he raised a brow at the words.Your girl....He smirked but not like at the moment he could do anything but he could keep that in mind. Oh yes once he got free from here oh yes he go for her.You took your eyes off sasuke, Shame on you, he's more of a threat to your family then i amhe spoke. Sasuke had gotten out the back door.

Dimitri

Dimitri gritted his teeth. "Don't test me, kid. If you touch Hunter, I'll kill your family one by one by one. Then I'll make sure your own death is slow and painful." He could see the prisoner smirk. That angered him. Yeah, that really pissed him off. He swung the pistol at Itachi's head, trying to knock him out. If Itachi even looked at Hunter wrong, Dimitri wouldn't hesitate to use some of the more unconventional methods of punishment.

Itachi

He wasn't about to be knocked uncouncious with this kid in control.He ducdked down and then stood up.Hope sasuke doesn't realize how precious she is to youHe spoke. Okay so he was just being an ass now.

Dimitri

Dimitri wasn't amused. He picked up some wire from the ground and tried to bind Itachi's hands behind his back. "Yes, for Sasuke's sake, let's hope he doesn't piss me off." He replied tauntingly.

But with Sasuke free, Dimitri had yet another worry. He was sure the escaped prisoner would try to go after Emily and Renji. But he worried more about Hunter. He knew she could handle herself, but he couldn't help but feel protective, especially with Itachi's threats.

Dimitri then aimed the pistol at Itachi's knee and pulled the trigger. "That's for killing my little sister." He spoke vengefully; the look in his eyes was deadly. He was a vigilante.

Hunter

Her movements were quick and efficient. A Sharp whistle was given, and the white wolfdog came bounding up. She didn't pet him. No, Faute was not a pet. He was a partner. Aqui. Stay here. Misha. Guard. She murmered to him. Faute lay down on the front porch, a long and lanky creature, his eyes traveling and never staying in one place long. Hunter picked up her knives and headed inside, shutting the door softly behind her.

Her movements were silent, a lesson she had learned from her military father, and she came from behind Itachi. A Knife was gently placed to his throat. Don't move. She hissed softly in his ear. As the gun went off, a flinch went through her. She was more then gun shy, and was terrified of the damn things. Sasuke can do nothing to me, Itachi. Nothing that hasn't already been done.

Itachi

Itachi glared back at Dimitri like he knew whatwas about t o happen once his hands were tied. But he didn't try to avoid it. He could get surgery later for it. He fell to his knees though as the bullet pierced his leg and he just glared back and snorted.His eyes narrowed.

Dimitri

Dimitri shoved Itachi back into the room and locked the door. He'd go after Sasuke later...but for now, he was in bad shape. He leaned against the door, his arm over his chest. He would have been breathing heavily if it didn't hurt so much. Right now he was barely breathing at all. It was mostly the pain that was causing problems, though his broken ribs were also pressing against his lungs. He slid down to the floor and looked at Hunter. "Hunter..." He gasped quietly, "Hunter, can you...can you lock all the doors and windows?" He wasn't going to take any chances. He didn't want to lose Hunter.

Itachi

He stumbled into the room and sat down.Even though it was painful, the only way he could slow or stop the lbeeding was to push his knee against himself as hard as he could. HE kept his eyes shut.

Hunter

She moved quietly, checking all the doors and windows to make sure that they were all locked. She came back, resting a hand on Dimitri's shoulder. You need to rest, Dimitri. she murmered softly into his ear.

Dimitri

Dimitri was barely breathing at this point, mostly due to the pain. He held an arm over his wounded chest. He watched as Hunter secured the house, then glanced up at her when she laid a hand on his shoulder. "...Yeah..." He grunted, rising painfully to his feet and walking back into the living room. He fell, but managed to fall onto the couch. He was silent for a long time before he finally spoke up. "Hunter, there's something--" He couldn't finish, because Vera burst into the house. "He's not dead he's not dead he's not dead!" She screamed. "Dimitri! Damian isn't dead!" She had blood on her fingers and scratches all over her arms, obvious signs of a struggle.

Dimitri sat up, ignoring the pain. "Vera! Vera, what did he do to you?" He got no answer. Vera was too shaken up to say any more right now.