Note & Disclaimer: I started this story in 2007 and pretty much abandoned it once I'd written the first 2 chapters (only 1 of which I actually uploaded). But I decided to give this story another go and rewrote the first 2 chapters. Heres the first one, hopefully written in a much better layout :)

The timeline for this story is a little vague because I don't really know what the age difference between the three brothers are, so I just made me own, which some of you may find way off but there we go. This story is set years before the hit on Israel, and is about two years after they left home and went out to make a name for themselves. So basically, Harper is about 9, Jeeves is 18, Lester is 19 and Darwin is about 21. Because of they've only really just started out, they haven't started to get the big hits yet.

I don't own the Tremor Brothers, but I do own Harper & Mama Tremor

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The last job had been a failure. They had been sent after a businessman and were all set to kill whoever was in their way. They were trying to make a name for themselves in the world, and the kamakaze style assassinations seemed like a good niche to help get the word out about them. Unfortunately, the young brothers were not the only ones out there trying to get that bounty and they were beaten to it. Not only had they come out of the situation pennilness, exhausted and in the middle of nowhere, they'd lost a lot of face.

"Can we stop soon or else I swear my eyes are gonna fall out..." He grumbled, trying focus on the almost pitch black road.
"We gonna stop Jeeves, quit your complain' already... Not my fault there's no damn stops out here…" Groaned his eldest brother as he leant forward and poked his head between the two front seats.
"I know but I'm so tired…" He moaned as he tried to spot a road sign for a motel before they sped past it in a haze.
"Would you stop complain' already?! I'm tryin' to sleep!" Shouted the middle brother who was curled up uncomfortably in the front seat.

Darwin swiftly slapped his bald head hard. "Shut your face, Lester. You ain't drivin' are yah? It ain't gonna affect you, you lazy ass..."
"It does affect me cause I gotta listen to that arse hole complain the entire time! I'm tryin' to sleep!"

The two oldest brothers were about to break into a full blown argument when Jeeves swerved the car sharply off the road and after a slight detour through the dirt, parked in a lay by.
"What you doin' Jeeves?! You tryin' to kill us with yah dumb ass drivin'?" Darwin snapped as the youngest Tremor switched off the engine and let his head lull back onto the head rest with a loud sigh.
"I wanna go to sleep, Darwin…" He said with a mutter, before passing out seconds later. Lester shoved his baby brother hard in the shoulder only to receive another slap, this time from the sleeping Jeeves. Lester swore under his breath and he went to hit his brother again but Darwin stopped him, frustration on his face.
"Stop. Just let him sleep…" Darwin groaned, falling heavily back into the back seat. Lester grunted something under his breath but he did as he was told and went back to his former position and fell asleep again almost instantly. Darwin drifted off not long after.

A full volume blast of the local radio station jolted through the car and those few seconds of defeaning noise were enough to wake Darwin and Lester, both of which let out confused and scared yells as they practically jumped off their seats. Before their eyes were even fully open, the familiar sound of their brother echoed through the car.

"I wanna go home."

After some grumbling, shuffling and cussing, Darwin finally replied.
"What do you mean? We ain't got no home! We'll try and find a motel tonight all right?"
"No, I mean home home… I wanna go back to the swamp."

Lester scoffed loudly as he shuffled around in his seat, trying to sort out his clothes had had become twisted in the night. After he had sorted himself out he looked at his brother and tried very hard to resist the urge to slap some sense into him when he saw nothing but complete seriousness on Jeeves face.
"What are you talkin' about? Why would we wanna do a stupid thing like that?"
"I was there in my dream last night and now I wanna go home." He said, a familiar tone of determination in his voice that Darwin dreaded. Once this boy had his heart set on something, there was no way he'd change his mind.
"Don't be stupid! We ain't goin' back there!" Lester argued, repulsed by the idea of going back to the swamp.

Neither Darwin or Lester had happy memories from back home. They both hated their mother with a passion and when they left as teenagers they thought that would be the last they ever saw of them. Less than a year into their freedom they realised that with Jeeves with them, that was never going to happen.

Jeeves glared at his bald brother, his teeth bared. Darwin rolled his eyes and held his grubby hands over his ears, knowing what was coming next.
"I WANNA GO HOME!" Jeeves roared, his fists clenched. Lester didn't let his brothers bellowing phase him - he wasn't going to let Jeeves get his way this time, not again.
"There ain't no way! We ain't goin back there!" Lester shouted, his chin sticking out in definance.
"I'm drivin' so I decide where we go anyhow!" Jeeves replied, a smug look on his face.
"I'll just steal your fuckin keys when you gotta go change yah tampon you fucking girl!" Lester jeered, knowing it was oh so easy to wind up his younger brother.

With a loud snarl, Jeeves moved sharply towards his brother with clenched fists, ready to fight this out.
"Stop now!" Darwin ordered, leaning through the car seats to break up the fight that always seemed to follow these two like a bad smell.

For as long as he could remember Lester had been winding up Jeeves. All three of them liked a good fight but for some reason Lester always wanted to get a reaction out of his younger brother. Maybe it was because he liked it when he managed to beat the big man (which didn't happen often, espicially not now they were older) or maybe he just liked being yelled at, Darwin just didn't know.

"Thats enough of that, we don't need no broken bones this early in the mornin'!"
Jeeves and Lester fell back into their seats, once again following the orders of the eldest Tremor.

Their heirarchy was something that had happened naturally by the time Jeeves was born. When Lester was born Darwin had worked very hard to make sure that Lester only listened to him and made absolutely certain that Lester did the exact opposite of what their mother said. When Jeeves came along he had no choice but to conform to the dominance of his two older brothers.

"Now, I gotta go take a piss," Darwin stated, "so I'd better not be hearin no ruckus when I'm outside, understand?" There was a pause and an exchanges of glares before Jeeves and Lester nodded quickly. Rolling his eyes, Darwin exited the vehicle.

A few moments later he got back into the car and Jeeves' automatically started the engine.
"Why we always gotta do what Jeeves wants?" Lester asked as they pulled out of the lay by and shot down the now rather busy road.
"Cause you don't nag half as bad as that asshole when you don't get yah way..." Darwin responded vaguely, trying to block out his bickering brothers.

Turning in his seat to look at Darwin, Lester cried, "I gotta nag now? Act like a fuckin little school girl to get my way for once?!"
"I ain't no fuckin girl!" Jeeves bellowed from the drivers seat. Before yet another argument could erupt, Darwin took a deep breath and shouted even louder than Jeeves.
"I SAID STOP THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW!"

Both the younger men did as they were told and the car fell silent.
"Now Lester, you listen to me," Darwin said, pratically snarling, and Lester nervously met his big brothers gaze. Lester and Jeeves hated when Darwin got mad - it was something they both agreed on whole heartedly.

"We're goin to swamp for a few nights cause we're close to it now and if we don't," Jeeves received a light shove in the side of the head, "I don't wanna be stuck in this fuckin' car with this dummy complain' about it for the next month and a half, all right?!"
"All right all right I heard yah..." Lester replied, returning to his seat and staring out of the front window.
"Well all right then." He lent back into his seat and stretched across the three back seats. "Lets just try and get to ten o'clock before the next argument, right?"
"Okay.." Jeeves murmured.

Fully focusing on the road he drove closely to the back of a Land Rover filled with cheerful kids and camping gear. He narrowed his eyes, revved the engine and raced around them. Horns blared loudly as Jeeves pressed down on the accelerator, quickly turned the car and over taking the Land Rover before an on coming car smashed right into them.

Lester, who was gripping hold of anything sturdy he could find, watched in terror as his baby brother once again showed how little he knew about the highway code.

"I swear Jeeves you are the worst driver out there.." Lester groaned, his head in his palms as Darwin just sniggered from the backseat.