An Automobile Accident

[Shehrazad]

Kasiya could taste blood in his mouth. It caused the bubbling rage inside him to surge again, but he just barely managed to hold it back. The glass was broken. The seat he had been on was on top of him, somehow.
He heard a male voice groan beside him. His sore and bruised body healed slowly, but Herr Gruber wasn't quite as fortunate. He seemed to be quite badly hurt. Miss Oster was sitting up, cradling her head.

He could hear people yelling from outside the van. There were probably dozens of them. But one voice in particular stood out.

"Oh my god," it was a female voice. "Oh my god, are you hurt? I'm so sorry. My nephew's learning how to drive... you came out of nowhere... he panicked..."
The voice sounded strangely familiar.
"Someone call an ambulance!"

[Kasiya]

Waiting for the world to stop spinning and start making sense again, Kasiya focusses on the familiar voice, needing to get out of the broken metal box he uses it as a goal, something he needs to get to.
Shaking his head vigorously to clear it, he tastes freedom for what seems like the first time in ages.
Then he pukes, thin watery strings hanging from his lips after the main purge.

Swallowing down the blood and vomit that remain, Kasiya uses some of the Rage that's simmering in his guts to galvanise himself into action, kicking off the car seat as he grips the opening that used to be a window and heaving himself out.

His companions in the car are forgotten as he looks for the face behind the familiar voice.

[Shehrazad]

Kasiya found himself pinned under the seat, but Miss Oster seemed to notice his predicament and with her help, he finally managed to free himself and sit up. However, he had to climb over two agents and the driver to get to the broken windows. He could see the driver and his companion were rather less hurt than the ones in the back, despite the shattered glass and bent metal indicating they had been hit somewhere from the side. One of them was checking the carphone, making sure it still worked.

"We have a situation," he said urgently into the phone. "Send someone as quickly as possible."

The driver turned around to reassure Kasiya.
"We'll get you out as soon as we can," he said. "Try not to panic. Don't try to move too much."
Kasiya noticed that they were having trouble exiting the vehicle too. The feeling of being trapped intensified.
"The doors are jammed," Miss Oster said. Then she was suddenly interrupted by the loud sound of something pounding on the metal.

(Not sure if you're attempting to spend rage or that's just flavour text?)

[Kasiya]

((Nah, just flavour. Rage doesn't really apply too well out of combat turns.))

Once free, Kasiya's reaction to Miss Oster's help is a look full of fury. Just because she was stuck in the cage with him didn't change the fact that it was her cage that she'd put him in.

I want out.

Free of the encumbrance of the car seat, Kasiya looks for an open or shattered window to slip out of, head swinging from side to side as he looked for a way out of this trap.
It paid to be of slight build sometimes at least.

[Konstantin]

With third bash the doorhinges gave in. Someone terribly huge holding a blacksmiths hammer in his right hand and wearing a hockey-mask over his hairy face tore the door off and looked inside. "Excuse me Kasiya..." he seemed to look at the passengers to figure out who actually was this Kasiya "...but your transport has arrived. Could you care to join me?"

Man reached in and attempted to grab Kasiya, holding his hammer right in front of anyone who might want to interfere, and drag him out of the van. "Excuse me..." he said to driver and passenger. "I would appreciate if you would put that phone down now, so we don't need to resort in unnecessary bloodbath."

[Shehrazad]

Miss Oster screamed as the door shattered, and the driver only managed to mouth wordlessly at the large figure. He put the phone down, and struggled to get out of his seat.
Konstantin had no trouble picking out Kasiya in among the three in the back, especially since the other two were suffering from injuries that any Garou would have healed by now. He reached out and grabbed him by the arm, taking hold of him roughly and preparing to drag him out.
Nobody interfered.

Initiative:
Kasiya - 8 (5/2/1)
Konstantin - 10 (6/3/6)

[Kasiya]

The mask was unnerving, but knowing his name was good enough. All the Humans knew him as Klaus.

Kasiya takes the opportunity offered, grasping Konstantin by the forearm and getting his other hand onto the now empty door frame to work with his rescuer and pull himself out. No dragging required.

((Getting out of the Car.))

[Edward Rockerfella]

Edward thought that the accident was well planned and made his move. Driving the black unmarked van right up to the accident, he hopped out and made his way to the back. He opened the back and gave a thumbs-up to Cloud-Dancer. He was dressed in his Russian army fatigues and looked nothing like the businessman named Edward Rockerfella. Especially with the full military helmet.

Edward stayed in the van and hoped that David and Cloudy would get in as well.

[David]

Acting out his part, David got out of the car in a way that made him look like he was badly injured. He crawled out of the car and mock-collapsed onto the pavement.

Looking up at Cloud-Dancer he moaned in pain and said, "Auntie, can you get me out of here. I feel like I'm bleeding inside." Inside he said, "I really hope this goes well. I'm going to die of shame here if this doesn't work."

[Corinna Cannstein]

Cloud-Dancer and David's distraction seemed to be going as planned. To keep the crowd from paying too much attention to the second van and the man in the hockey mask, she put on her most urgent worried look.

"Can someone please drive us to the hospital," she shouted, making a huge fuss over David's imaginary injuries. "Please, I think he's badly hurt. Can someone help?"

It was always fun to play the hysterical woman.

[Konstantin]

When Kasiya was out, Konstantin pointed at another van that had just arrived. "Friends. Go there."

Then he gave one more evil eye to the driver and passenger. "You two look like trustworthy people, but scared people after crashes sometimes does stupid things." He put the hammer next to passengers head and prepared to thrust it all the way to the drivers head. "This won't take long, keep your hands where I can see them." he said and reached in to rip the carphone out of it's socket before leaving and running for the getaway-van.

[Shehrazad]

Once he was outside the van, Kasiya could see they were in the middle of traffic. There were several people gathered around the scene. A blue Volkswagen had rammed into the side of the van, rendering the sliding door into nothing more than bent and useless metal. Some civilians were helping the wounded in the car, and others were patiently waiting in their cars for the road to be cleared so they could pass through. The second van. which looked strikingly similar to the one he had already been in, came from the other side of the road and stopped. He didn't recognise the driver. In fact, he didn't recognise anyone.

While Konstantin ripped the phone out of its socket, the driver and his passenger just stared at him in horror. Somewhere, on the other side of the Volkswagen, the woman with the familiar voice was going into some very convincing hysterics, while her so-called nephew groaned in pain on the side of the road.

[Kasiya]

It's almost too much to take in. Stood in the open, exposed on all sides would be bad enough, but the added noise and stink of traffic, the smell of blood and taste of vomit make his senses reel.

It's Konstantin's command that gets him moving. The breeding and command of a Silver Fang cut through confusion to hit the button in his psyche marked 'obey'.

He heads to the van on unsteady feet and scrambles in.

[Shehrazad]

Once Kasiya got in, the door slid shut on him and he was left alone in the dark van. A few seconds later, it drove off with Kasiya inside.

(Continued here
Classic example of: Only the GM can save you now.
Damn, I need to stop reading TV Tropes.)