Spirit of Vengeance

Blood Ties and French Fries || Closed RP

Hard ta tell. The kid ain’t exactly in control, and power like that… needs t’be tamed ‘fore it explodes. I think… Johnny, I think we gotta do fer him what you couldn’t do fer me… We can’t risk another Alejandra, Johnny. We don’t need any more enemies.

I just hope we're not too late, otherwise shit's gonna get messy and I can feel ol' Ghosty startin' to rev up. The energy comin' from his is stronger than what we ever were. Stronger than Ale, even. 

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You look similar to this other guy I just met. 

Scruffy dark-haired lookin' fella? That'd be my brother. 

As Johnny rode beside his brother, the wind whipping his hair in his face, he felt almost at peace. The rider reluctantly agreed not to come out unless called upon but when Danny explained the situation, Johnny's skin felt like it was on fire. He dared to speed up, just going a wheel in front of Danny. He smirked, this was a race he was going to win. 

Oh, Jooooohnnyyyy.

Sometimes I wonder if y’really are my brother but it has come t’the point where I don’t even bother anymore. 

Oh, there’s no doubt ‘bout that Johnny boy, we’re both Kales through and through. Anyway, I’ve bin doin’ some thinkin’, see, there’s a vampire nest a couple miles south a’ Brooklyn that I’ve bin keepin’ an eye on. Seems t’me that the lil’ fuckers are plannin’ a coup an somethin’ needs ter be done. Y’in fer it?

Haven't been out in ages, why not, eh? Just as long as you can keep up, Danny boy. 

Suckin’ up to me ain’t gonna get you nowhere. 

But you’re just so lovable, can’t help it, y’know. I see you, an’ all these feelin’s just come out. Don’t know whether ta hug you or bash yer head in, if y’get my drift. What’s up with you bein’ all grumpy’n that, don’t y’miss yer only brother?

Sometimes I wonder if y'really are my brother but it has come t'the point where I don't even bother anymore. 

Suckin' up to me ain't gonna get you nowhere. 

Night Drive || Closed RP

He sensed it before he heard it. Saw the grin spreading across his brothers face. Of course. The bike revved, smoke billowing from the exhaust, and Johnny was off, tires letting out a hiss as the bike drove away. Danny waited a second before joining the chase, that one second all he was willing to give. Their bikes soon levelled again, and in a burst of heat that may not have been entirely natural, Danny overtook his brother, laughing as he went. There was no way he was losing to his older brother.

Johnny didn't need to accelerate. The bike did it for him. He sped well ahead of Danny this time. Showing who was more superior, almost. Johnny could feel something boiling under the surface of his skin. He ignored this for now, his bike speeding faster against the wind. 

Night Drive || Closed RP

He shut his eyes against the screaming wind, a smile breaking across his face even as his eyes watered, streaming with iced tears. He let the bike guide him, let it determine his path. In the distance, another motor roared, familiar to Danny’s ears. His eyes shot open, the peace disturbed. His head turned slightly and in the distance he could make out… a bike, like his, black and roaring… a rider in leather, blonde hair whipping behind him. Johnny. He didn’t know whether to laugh or scream. Their bikes soon drew level, and Danny eyed his brother. Neither spoke. Neither needed to, and without realising, both brother began to follow the other.

For once Johnny didn't want to fight with his brother. He didn't need to. There was no reason. But racing isn't fighting, right? Johnny sped up going just past his brother. His foot staying on the accelerator. His uncovered hands flickering. He didn't need to look behind him, soon Danny was level with him again. A smirk made its way onto Johnny's face. And race we shall.