Hatter
(Hideout)
"Well f*** you, this is your fault for not protecting her," He pushed Wes out of his way, his knives whirling in the air like a mini tornado, "You wonder why I hate everyone, because they don't keep their f***ing promises. Maybe you should f*** off and leave me alone," He was pissed, his knives whirling in the air angrily around.
He just picked a fight and he was ready. He felt a little excitement well up inside him but he pushed it down. He could tell he probably wouldn't be able to beat Wes but he didn't care, whether he won or not he was going to have fun.
(Well Hatter is screwed xD )

Wes
(Hideout)
"Never in my life did I ever think I would need to protect anyone here from a ****ing teenager with a death wish."
He drove a slice of wind across Hatter's side, hopefully throwing him into the door to the outside. Wes was surprisingly biting at this point, his tone barely restrained from a yell and sharply authoritative.
"Get up and start running if you value anything about your own life."

Hatter
(Hideout)
The sharp wind caught him and sent him flying against the door. He fall to the floor with a thump, shocking for a moment before regaining his composer and standing up again, the knives aimed at Wes.
"I want to fight you," He stood up, wiping some blood away from his eyes.
He took out a pair of gloves and slipped them on, hiding the scars on his wrists. He looked at Wes, madness glowing in his eyes like a wild fire as he lunged, his knife still in hand. He went for the heart this time, not caring what the outcome was. He was angry and with his anger he could do anything.

Wes
(Hideout, heading to Ratways)
Wes knocked him hard in the jaw with the crutch as he used the end of it to boot open the door, stumbling back and catching himself with his palm clutching the drywall for support.
"Outside." He said again, making himself very clear.
He wasn't sure if Hatter knew he was at a disadvantage inside, but he sure wasn't going to tell him that. We didn't want to fight this child. No. Hatter was a dead man in the making.

Kiyo
(Hideout)
Kiyo had briefly run to the back of the hideout, rummaging through some things before fishing out a first aid kit. He motioned Monty to lay her on the ground as he cracked it open and lit a cigarette, hoping he still knew how to do this, as he made his way back over to the duo.

Kiyo
(Hideout)
"I..I'm not a doctor, but I've dealt with these things before. I will do my best."
Kiyo took a seat beside her, inspecting the wound as he dug out a roll of bandages, some peroxide, and a tourniquet he hoped he wouldn't have to use on her.

Hatter
(Hideout)
Hatter scowled as Wes hit him, backing up for a moment to rub his sore jaw, "Why? Are you afraid your little friends will get hurt," He mocked, he didn't know why Wes wanted to go outside but he didn't want to listen.
He attacked again, this time with one in each hand and a bunch in the air. He rolled trying to dodge the atack before driving the knifes towards Wes's exposed legs. He wanted to have fun with this and boy was he having fun. He might not be the strongest but he had a secret and he couldn't wait to have fun with Wes. He didn't mind if he was killed, he would be overjoyed if he was killed.

Liam Murphy

"Yes, um, I'm between the park and the plaza. My friend just turned into a dog and there's a girl with a knife threatening us." Liam spoke with almost comedic-like certainty, as if he wasn't in his right head. He didn't exactly understand why it was happening...it just was. "My name is Liam."

(Oh kid I don't even know what's going to happen to you.

@Xedite Yep :) This should get interesting)