Sehrab grabbed Cecil and mounted his bike. He shoved off the kick stand just before he started the engine. Three-seconds later, the metal steed was in third gear and roaring off towards the city.<br/><br/>Though Cecil might have spoken, Sehrab didn't and he couldn't hear anything but the roar of the engine and the sound of his mind burning itself. He pulled the bike along the curb on a specific street just opposite where Camille and the others were conversing. He leapt off and walked to where some people were gathered around a twelve year old purchasing bags of the poison that had taken the old man.<br/><br/>The crowd noticed him and began to break up to allow him to get through. He rolled the gun using the trigger guard and then pulled it back to where he had a good, firm grip on the trigger.<br/><br/>"You're dead, kid," he said as he got closer.<br/><br/>Fearfully, the kid searched in vain for an avenue of escape. He was just about to turn and make a break for it when Sehrab got a hold of him.<br/><br/>"You're the only dealer in this area," he said, bending down to look the kid in the eye. "Do you know how I know that?" The kid shook his head. "Because I killed the rest."<br/><br/>The froze and Sehrab brought the gun to the twelve-year-old's forehead. The kid panicked and knocked the gun away and then bit down on Sehrab's hand before bolting.<br/><br/>Angered, Sehrab once again felt himself began to change, felt his mind become irrattic and irrational. Anger became his focus once more and the world became a way to vent his frustration.<br/><br/>The crowd ran from the sight of Sehrab, who was now completely changed to the werewolf.<br/><br/>Sehrab chased the kid around the corner where the tyke ran up to Glaive. At first, he was shocked at the tiger-wolf's appearance, but then he remember the monster he was running from.<br/><br/>"Please!" The kid begged, grabbing hold of Glaive's leg. "He's going to kill me."<br/><br/>At that exact moment, Sehrab had come all the way around the corner and come face to face with everyone in the street there.<br/><br/>"Give me the boy," he said in an inhuman voice that was deep and large like nothing before it. He said it without hesitation.