American Furry

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Chapter 4 Sanctuary through Death

 

The lens of the telescope adjusted from a land based computer and focused in on the rebel compound. The sun rays raged against the solar panels of the satellite as tiny bits of debris beat gently against the shiny metallic housing of the telescope. A bit more rotations were added and then an ultraviolet lens was inserted to magnify heat signatures. The image lit up with thousands lying in their beds or standing watch. The satellite then opened a compartment and the sun reflected smoothly against a long caliber artillery muzzle. The satellite compensated for the recoil turning on its blue pulse thrusters as it aligned towards several targets. The scope was magnified and the thrusters quieted down with small changes to help follow the target on the face of the planet. Suddenly 3 shots were fired without sound, but the flash of the muzzle and the recoil was visible as the satellite motioned for more targets and continued to fire.

 

I was trying to sleep on the floor as the women slept in her room. She had treated my gunshot wound from earlier and was luckily the daughter of a physician. She tried to talk to me and find out more about what happened, yet I chose to not tell her too much. I was the one who was involved and I didn’t need her to get killed over me. I reached over and drank some more of her herbal tea and swallowed down another pain reliever. Yet I could not sleep. I would hear the riots outside marching with their banners or wake up to the sudden gunfire in the streets. Everything around me was too lively and broke me out of my usual isolation. I tried to sit back and remember how it was like to live before I became this wolf. How I use to speak with Elizabeth the lieutenant who spoke English. It was unusual to find her sense of character in that place. She was very charismatic and would bring in cooked things like chicken or barbeque wings that made me remember what it was like to live in America. Her face was always cheerful to see me walk in or hide her chair out of her office. It made life easy after our family was forced to relocate over my grandma’s research.

 

I don’t hate my grandma for what she did to me. I understand what it is she was trying to do. She told me onetime when we were alone walking down the base to a nearby park. She would tell me of how humanity needed to be reserved and more practical about being peaceful and learn to live with one another. She continued on about how the animals such as dogs learned to live with humans even when other animals refuse and try to remain wild and struggle for survival. Ambition and greed, is what she described it as, selfishness all brought upon by higher levels of adrenalin, yet the dog, can be content with its master as long as it is fed and taken care of. However wild animals still continue to feed off others strengths and consume the food that could help others survive. I guess maybe she found something, a cure for this kind of behavior, yet I never got the chance to ask her why she was forced to do this procedure. Why did she not want to do this to me?

 

Suddenly I heard explosions in the distance and the screams of people in the crowds. I look out into the night to see flares falling from the sky and striking massive explosions to where they hit. The women in the bedroom rushed to my side and said, “Come we must go to lower ground!”

 

I stood before her with my upper body bare and asked, “Like this?”

 

“Come!” she motioned me to her closet and quickly pulled out a red prayer robe fit with a hood and long sleeves. She threw it over top of me without waiting and then pulled me out the door. I stepped quickly along as my head swayed with the robe concealing me perfectly.

 

The apartment was full of people in there night gowns rushing their families down the stairs as people panicked to fit through crammed exit points. I remembered how I came through the building and pulled her back to the window in her apartment. She resisted when I said, “Trust me.”

 

I pulled her up into my arms and leapt out the window to the ground below as one of the falling flares strikes the building blowing it to bits. The fall hurt me slightly but I picked up the pace and ran between alleyways seeing ash fall against hanging laundry and along dumpsters and trash. Leaping between cross section we made our way away from the targeted areas as more flares from different parts of the sky continued to rain down from the heavens and level buildings. The clouds burned with each strike as smoke rose in the distance. We continued our pace until we had reached the outskirts of the city. I then heard gunfire and halted our retreat, for in the distance I saw people being massacred in the fields by soldiers in the night.

 

The women in my arms shook with fear as I tried to find a way out of the city but nothing presented itself except for an old church. I quickly rushed in and searched for an underground entryway. Luckily there was underground tomb with an old trap door near the front of the church. I could smell death from the entryway but was not afraid to enter. I took one last glance before I saw the ceiling turn hot red with explosion and quickly made my way with her down into the darkness of the tomb.

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OK so I took some advice and killed someone LOL how about the whole city! Its OK I was going to have it happen originally but I didn't know about how to go about it I guess that took care of my writers block and now I am pressing on

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Down in the dank darkness you could smell the dead as they slept. Each murky step with water leaking from the walls gave me a cold chill along my back. With no light we tried to navigate our way through the stone chamber. “What are they doing, why are they killing everyone?”

 

My hands felt the wall, “I don’t know, but first we need to find some light.”

 

I heard the click of a small plastic clip and light shined on my back. “It’s my phone; I just charged it the night before.” I turned to see it shaking nervously and I walked over to help guide her through the tunnels as we tried to find our way out. However she continued, “I know that you don’t want to tell me much, but I think that with the two of us down here, you might reconsider.”

 

She was right, after the massacre she deserved to at least know something. We walked along turning left and right while scanning the walls for an exit. However we only seemed to go deeper into the tomb. I responded, “I never knew why I was changed into this form, but I can tell you it was meant for a reason. I was called an antidote, something that the Russian government wanted to be incinerated. I escaped with my life and got this far with only a gunshot wound. But now as I reevaluate the situation I believe that I am the target and that everywhere I go death seems to follow me.”

 

She stopped in her footing looking at me in bewilderment as the water reflected the light around us, “That still doesn’t explain why they are killing everyone, Are you sure you don’t know anything else?”

 

I aimed the flashlight to an opening and saw a cave entrance with glittering wet stalagmite. Looking back at her with a panting expression, because I was exhausted from the run earlier, I replied, “All I know is that it’s important, and that we need to get out of the country to figure it out.”

 

The cave system was massive, but I knew that they could not have built a city over it. It must have been in the outskirts away from the city. We carefully scaled steep drops and climbed upon rocks that were either solid or milky leaving an easy footprint. I did my best to carry her upon my back as I scaled the cave’s difficult terrain. Her breath breathed heavily against my fur whenever I slipped or had a difficult jump. After a while I finally asked to help calm her down, “My name is John Spiel, what is yours?”

 

Her grip on me lessoned a little and she responded, “Abia Badra, that’s my name.”

 

I turned my head and asked her, “What does that mean, it sounds like something in Arabic?”

 

She replied with a smile, “It means Great Full Moon.”

 

I asked, “It’s beautiful, did you ever ask why you were named that?”

 

After leaping off a great distance and falling to an open void with rushing water she replied shining the light in the opening, “It was what my father named me, because when I was born there was a great full moon, and it was the biggest he had ever seen.”

 

Pressing on I smelled fresh air ahead which gave me hope of an exit. However the water grew taller with each deep step making it difficult to continue forward. Also the ceiling was filled with stalagmite that dipped into the water ahead making it look impassible. I then heard the phone drop in the water, and darkness swallowed us whole. “I’m sorry, my hand slipped!”

 

I bit down in fear, but the wolf in my head simply wagged his tail and panted happily. The wolf was right; it was not time to give into fear, but to press on. I spoke to her while swimming in the deep water, “Take a deep breath now.”

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Yay more then 300 views, awesome thanks guys, Ill be having some trouble putting out the next couple of pages, I'm trying to involve spirituality (not that kind of spirituality more of a.... best not to reveal it) and its difficult cause many genres are not meant to mix and I write that way so I need to be careful on how I go with this or the story could go bad real fast if it attempts to manipulate the reader. Thanks for understanding.

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The water filled my nose causing me to quickly resurface. After blowing a few snot bubbles Abia said, “What’s wrong?”

 

Struggling to hold us both afloat I tried to answer her. “(Cough) I use to swim a lot when I was a human, but this is the first time I’ve ever swam like this before.”

 

She got off my back and untied her cloth belt around her waist. She then gripped my tail. My head went under water as she did this causing me to yelp in surprise. “Sorry I’m just tying this on you, is that ok?”

 

After coughing up more water I said, “Yes go ahead (cough), can we go back to the higher ground for a minute?”

 

She pulled me a little ways to where my paws could rest on the rocks. After trying to steady myself she had tied the cloth belt to my tail and then the other end to the belt notch of her pants. I replied back, “I’m going to try swimming underwater for a moment; I need to get use to it.”

 

After a few attempts I was finally able to keep the water out of my nose my by keeping it lower then my chest level. I resurfaced and spoke to Abia, “Ok I think I’m ready, grab on and hold your breath.”

 

We plunged into the water with a nice firm kick off the rocks at the bottom. Ahead of me was all open space until I felt the walls close in on us. The tip of my ears felt the ceiling telling me to dive deeper. It wasn’t until I felt the water pull us along that this was a bad idea. Scraping the sides of the cave wall with my claws I tried to turn back, but the current was already too strong as water pushed down from above us. We were trapped in the underground water current! We bumped into cave walls and shot through the rock water pipeline. My head swayed to the amount of g-forces exerted on us as we continued deeper into this wet grave’s water tunnels. We were twisted and pulled apart but sharp pains on my tail told me were still together. I pulled at the rope as water filled my nose again, but I fought the urge to blow air to clear it. Abia came closer to me as she had a grip on my leg. She gripped my fur tightly as we did somersaults in the water.

 

I could tell that Abia was losing air and her grip on me loosened. I tried to keep her close as the water tried to pull us apart once again. The current would not give up as it continued to propel us deeper. I was beginning to give up and admit that we were going to drown. The air in my lungs was enough for me for a while, but I was sure Abia would drown first. It was because of me, she was going to die from my stupidity of direction. The water got colder and colder. Eventually we would be just as cold frozen dead swirling around in this underground water current.

 

Suddenly moonlight hit our eyes as we fell down a waterfall. When we hit the riverbed below we kicked the water to take in the air that we were yearning for. Both of us were shaking cold and breathing heavily as we swam to shore that was blocked with crumbling ice. I hoisted Abia onto the ice as I struggled to climb out of the water. Abia gave me a tug to help me out of the freezing water. We both lay on the ice to catch our breaths. The ice cold wind blew against my chest and I knew that I must get the water off of me before it froze. Standing up I threw off my wet prayer robe and searched the area for other clothing or something to warm myself and without thinking my body reacted by doing a big dog shake. I tried to go along with it but my soaked jeans were still covering my lower body. So I pulled them off along with the cloth belt on my tail to allow my dog shake to remove the water out of my fur. Before I realized what I was doing, my fur was only damp with water sprayed everywhere around me. I was nearly dry and my body heat did the rest.

 

I then turned to Abia to see her stripping off her clothing. She looked at me cold and naked as she took her under garments and walked away. I turned my head to not to give her the impression that I was perverted. That’s when I realized that I was practically naked too, even with my fur. She ran over to the snow barefoot and found a pine tree that was mostly dry. She shivered underneath it until the rattling of her teeth was the sound of a woodpecker. I approached her almost fully dry walking on all fours to conceal my own nudity. She then called out to me as I stood outside her gaze, “Come over here, I need you.” I could hear her teeth rattle as she spoke.

 

I froze, but not in a cold way, it was like a still motion with hot blood running to my head. She called out again, “Come on we need to share body heat.”

 

I was completely fine, in fact my breath proved that with each hough giving a nice strong cloud. Yet she was going to die if I didn’t share my warm fur with her. I approached the tree she was under and saw her hold out her hand desperate for warms. I inched forward with my heart beating faster in each small step. Eventually her hand touched the side of my face as she tugged me closer. I gave in and walked closer putting a hand on a nearby branch as she guides me to her. I only turned my head towards the sky to see smoke billowing from the city against the moonlit clouds. She pulled herself underneath me and motioned me to lay on her.

 

At first her body made me flinch uncomfortably for she was very cold. Yet eventually I lay against her with my full weight. She repositioned her legs and wrapped them around my waste while pressing her chest against mine. In the end I was laying over her as she breathed warmly like any human would do with a warm dog or pet laying on them. However for me it was completely different, I was fighting the urge to see this moment with her and pretended that she was clothed. Yet still the human part of me was enjoying the idea of a girl lying with me. My tail tinged at the excitement but I did everything in my power to focus on something else. Sweat began to grow on my face as her body became more noticeable with each change of a degree in heat. The wolf in my mind wagged happily while barking, but I shook my fist at it and told it to shut up. I looked back at her face to see that she was still shaking with her eyes shut. My excitement ended at that moment, she was still very cold and I was worried about my own maturity with her. Without reaction I licked the side of her cold cheek. I continued to do so licking her skin warming it with my hot breath.

 

She flinched to me licking her face but eventually her body told her that it felt good, like a hot flame on a cold day. She then spoke to me, “Thankyou John Spiel.”

 

I stopped licking her and some sense of humanity took over, like I was no longer an animal to her, but a man that was concerned for her life. I relaxed a little and rested against her as she shifted underneath me for more comfort. I could feel the cold wind as it blew accost her foot and I moved my tail to help shield it from the wind. I monitored her for any changes in temperature until I felt sleepy from watching her breath. She was asleep and after looking at the crescent moon shine under the branches I rested my head next to hers and fell asleep.

[Galantine Knight Misticore† 0]

OK I really need a post on this last page cause if i don't get it I wont be able to keep writing unless you guys are comfortable with what I have written, the scene was to try and bring out his humanity that he still has, nothing more and I need to know if that gave you the impression.

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Oh.My.Gosh. This is brilliant. Are you gonna get this published? because you should. but first, fix some of the mistakes, but, I mean, This is amazing. very dramatic.

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I think its fine so far. I think you did well in not describing the character's nudity in detail and it didn't seem like he got really excited when he was laying on her (as a wolf wouldn't ). But, yeah, so far so good.

[Galantine Knight Misticore† 0]

Thanks I was a little worried that it would be over the top, I was trying to still keep John's humanity in tact and not let himself be consumed with the idea that he is no longer human. Thanks for the posts Ill keep posting

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Also as far as publishing I'm not sure who would want to publish a furry sci-fi, know of anyone?

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Chapter 5 The Student Awakes

 

OK I hate introducing interesting character besides the main character and not having any back history before you meet them, its kind of like introducing Robin to Batman without anyone knowing who Robin is. So In the next few days a new character will be introduced along with cuts from the original character where eventually the two will meet, kind of like in star wars with Han solo meeting Luke, also when star wars began with princess Laya and Darth Vader before switching to other characters to carry the story. I'm going to try and attempt the same thing wish me luck

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The pink blossoms of Japan glitters the air around the fresh green yard. My sensei raised his fist slightly towards me as the tower where I once heard monks pray shadowed him from the sun. Carefully I raised my on fist covered with black and grey fur in a striped pattern. My paws felt the grass tingle between the toes as my claws dug into the earth. The black gi I wore allowed my tail to swing freely as it brushed the cloth. My ears heightened and lowered with each stance as I changed my footing following my sensei. He was a human, but I was not, and my stance wavered slightly. “Concentrate!” He told me as I switched my eyes back to the center of his chest. We continued to walk around each other following each other’s movements, “You must feel the world around you with an empty mind and focus on what is at hand. Do not let your mind wander but accept what you must do in this moment and attack.”

 

His eyes were like rock fixated on me and his sweeping crescent walk made it hard to read his shifting of weight. As we continued to walk the high mountain ranges felt like they were spinning around us along with the walls of the compound. Everything seemed to be in motion around me until I felt the dizzy punch from my sensei causing me to fall to the ground. I licked across my fang to sooth the pain as my sensei held his hand down to help me up, “You lost focus again, this time just watch me.”

 

I replied, “It’s not hard but moderate.”

 

He replied lifting me up to stand, “You mean difficult, your English needs improvement.”

 

I slipped up again for the fourth time. I have been making many mistakes today in both English and my sparing. Yet I could not shake the curiosity of what was outside this place. I was never taught what was outside but to only speak Japanese and now learn English. Everyone around me is human but they all treat me very well as if I was one of them. I rub my elbow feeling the fur lift and rise as I moaned in pain from failing to strike my sensei correctly. He was the only one that seemed to teach me the proper ways of obedience. “Now again, this time no thought.”

 

“Yes sensei!” I raised my leg to perform a double crescent kick and finish with an ax kick. I knew I could do it but still I was thinking about the outside world. I failed and fell down again missing to hit my sensei. “No you are not focused, nurse get the doctor so we can check if there is any problems.”

 

I replied quickly in fear, “It’s not that kind of problem sensei, I can’t seem to quiet my mind like before. I want to see what is outside of this place.”

 

My sensei sighed as the doctor came towards us. He spoke to the doctor in a language that I could not understand. The doctor laughed replying back in English, “We will sedate for further tests, thank you for your time eventually he will obey without question.” The doctor approached me saying, “Come Daniel we need to treat you.”

 

I walked obediently towards him. I didn’t want to give anyone grief, but only to be the perfect person they wanted. As I approached him he gave me a shot into my arm which gave me some pain. After a while I asked him, “Why must I be put through these tests doctor?”

 

The doctor replied, “Because you are special and must receive treatment for your condition.”

 

I replied, “What is my condition doctor?”

 

The doctor replied as my eyes began to fade, “You are not domestic.”

 

“Domestic”, I thought as I began to fall asleep on the examination table hearing more footsteps approach, “I need to find out what that means.”

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Yep fixed it thanks

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Each breath was stuffy as I exhaled and inhaled through the mask. By body was numb and my tail was cramped between my legs. Over to my left laid many needles and surgical tools. My mind raced at the sight of the bone saw. I tried to calm myself down saying it was just a standard kit. The nurse in the corner washed her hands and removed her gloves. She walked over to the doctor who was sitting in his rolling chair rubbing his specks clean from fog and sweat. She handed him a pair of gloves. He replied to her, “It’s sad that we had another failed experiment. I was really hoping that he was the one. But orders are to dispose of him and to leave no medical trace between the body parts.”

 

My mind raced, “Were they talking about me, no that can’t be right?”

 

The nurse turned to me and said, “Goodbye Daniel it was nice working with you.”

 

Blood rushed my head to try and pump to the rest of my body. My breathing increased as I blinked my eyes to try and snap out of this dream. “No this has to be a dream; they wouldn’t really do this to me.”

 

A fly buzzed around the room over my eyes. It then landed on my nose tickling me with its feet. “No this isn’t a dream! I must get out!” I tried to move my body, but I was unable to move. I must be under some kind of nerve suppressant. Everything I was telling my body to do stared me back blank in the face. The doctor got up to his chair and began to fiddle with the scalpels laying them all neatly ready to make the incisions to destroy me. Yet all I could do was stare at his backside waiting for him to start his work on me. I tried to think about what to do yet nothing seemed to click. He was turning around now. I closed my eyes and reopened them to see him walk over with a shot. It must be morphine or something but each step felt like an hour long. I tried to think about moving my arm, but wait, I tried that already.

 

Suddenly my sensei’s training hit me with an idea. To move with an empty mind, and just use instinct. I quickly ignored my thoughts and just focused on my body. My finger moved followed by a twitching tail. I could feel the blankets that covered me as well as feel my neck turn slightly. The doctor was tapping the needle and squirted out some fluid. He was ready to begin. “Don’t panic, use an empty mind”, I told myself. The doctor reached down ready to inject me with death when my left arm rose deflecting him away from me. He fell backwards falling on his equipment and medical gear as I quickly rose out of bed and gave him a roundhouse kick to knock him out. I tore off the mask and dressed myself in my Gi that sat folded in a chair next to the operating table.

 

The door was open allowing me to run through. I found two nurses sitting outside so I ran around them into an armed man. He noticed me and quickly drew his weapon. It was clear to me that everyone knew that I was to be disposed of. Quickly I front snap kicked his chest following with a knife hand to break his right collar bone. While he was stunned I turned quickly raising my left paw high with a high round house kick to the side of his temple. His side arm fell at my feet as he fell hard against the floor.

 

Picking it up I ran towards what seemed like the entrance. It made me remember every night that everyone would head this way to leave and comeback the same way. I chose to leave this place before I would be killed so I went in the direction that made sense. Stepping lightly, while using the ninja step I was trained with, I held the side arm low and raising it ready to fire at anyone who would try and stop me at each turn. It was a standard Glock 9 mm, I remember talking about it with one of the guards one day in between inspections of my condition. Yet I knew that this weapon would kill if the bullet hit vulnerable areas. Suddenly another armed guard named Hal walked into the hallway. I opened fire to quickly kill him as blood oozed out the back of his head. Yet I had no time to think if this was good or bad, I needed to focus on escaping this place using the training I was provided. Another guard named Cho ran to the scene causing me to open fire on him as well, killing him at close range.

 

I saw daylight down the hall and soon realized that each gunshot alerted more people towards me. I had to draw them away from me but I couldn’t think of how it could be done. I had to think of what to do and looked back down the hallway of the two dead men that I shot. Flash backs of conversations told me of their families and showed me pictures. But I never met them, how was I to be sure that what they had was real. All they were to me was just meat sacks leaking blood against the clean floor. They could be useful though.

 

I quickly picked up one of them and dragged him over to another hallway to make it look I went that direction. Then I picked up the other one that I shot before and laid him in the other man’s blood. Hopefully this would confuse them. Before leaving I searched Hal’s pants remembering a conversation about a new car he had and showing his keys to the others. It was easy to pull out his keys along with his wallet. Inside the wallet were marked pieces of paper, I thought the papers might come in handy.

 

I ran for the exit and found what looked like land vehicles parked outside. A scream came from inside the complex and knew that it was time to run. Scanning the key I read the signals for the buttons and pressed the unlock button. One of the land vehicles lights came on and I quickly ran over to investigate. The door was unlocked at the handle of the red car. Quickly I made my way to what seemed like the controls. It took a while to figure out but I soon found where the key was inserted. Next I pressed all the pedals but nothing seemed to work, I opened the box next to the side seat and found an operator’s manual. Inside it told me the names of everything in Japanese, a language that I was fluent in. I quickly comprehended that this was an automatic and that the brake pedal was on the left, followed by gas on the right.

 

Soon everything became clear and that all the other buttons were just commodities like music and air-conditioning. I turned the key and hit the gas swerving out of the pavement and down the concrete path. The steering was really tight so it told me right away that it controlled the car. Also the first few times of hitting the gas told me acceleration and how to control it. I then learned that there were different pressures that can be applied to the brakes. I didn’t see any vehicles chasing me so I felt secure on the path I was driving. So I rejoiced in my escape and viewed the many surroundings I passed by. I wasn’t sure where I was going, but I knew it would be safe so long as I was away from them.

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Kind of ironic how the people at the research compound were tying to make him follow commands, without thinking, kind of backfired on them when he put it to practice right? Please post if you like the way the story is flowing with this new character

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The Breeze from the wind against my ears felt amazing I couldn’t help but stick my head out of the window to feel the breeze, I was already a long way out on the road and sped my way through curves and hills along the shore. I stuck my head back inside and listened to the engine roar with acceleration until I found other cars on the road. I rolled up the windows slightly to give myself enough cover as I passed them; I couldn’t understand why they were driving so slowly. Looking back ahead I felt the car rip through the guardrails and go over a cliff. The car snagged on the guard rail and threw me into the back seat. My head was spinning with gravity pulling me against my will. The car tumbled through a free fall. Suddenly my knee went into my chest as the car hit the ground below rolling heavily against rocks and trees. I tried to scream but all the air was knocked out of me and I was thrown in every direction inside the car as broken glass cut into me from the windows. The car then hit a large tree throwing me against to ceiling of the car. The car then slowly fell back on its wheals making me roll back on the leather seats. The doors were torn open around me and all the windows were broken.

 

It began to rain, my body was broken to the point that I could hardly move without pain. My neck was extremely stiff and I didn’t want to move it. I only saw rain pour down on me soaking me to the damp leather of the car. I listened but heard no one. In the end I was alone, but not the way I wanted. I need help; I tried to sniff the air but I all I smelled was rain and blood. Flash backs took place in my memory of what I did in my life. It was filled with joy and kindness from others and how I meant something to everyone around me. I guess death was only necessary for me back then, now my urge to survive has left me crippled waiting for someone to kill me.

 

I heard footsteps in the rain; they walked closer to me stepping on the broken glass with heavy boots. I closed my eyes to pretend I was dead, but then I heard whoever it was stumble backwards in surprise; I opened my eyes to see a young man holding a fishing pole. He wore straw sandals along with a matching hat. His eyes were wide open as he saw me look at him. It was like he had never seen something like me; it was unusual to me as everyone I knew was never this surprised. He then called out to me in Japanese, “Demon, I mean you no harm! Please, let me go in peace.”

 

I was able to speak but very weakly back to him in the same language, “I… I am not demon, can you help me?”

 

The young man looked around to see if someone was pulling his leg, but then he looked back at me replying, “Yes how can I help?”

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I'm going to be working this week so you might not see a post for a few days, but don't worry Ill do my best to get on

[Carson Coyote† 0]

I finally had the time to get caught up on this, and I'm still loving it!

[Galantine Knight Misticore† 0]

Thanks, I was taking a short break while doing the Role Play, not to mention setting up my Job in Ohio, but now Ive got a place to live and working steady, so I can continue writing, I'm glad your enjoying it so far.

[Galantine Knight Misticore† 0]

I know that my viewers have been disappointing not to see any thing after so many weeks and I apologize its been really hectic fixing aircraft and moving around, not to mention a change in my love life so I have dedicated this time tonight to write more and hopefully have something posted in the next hour or so. Thanks for viewing and Ill have it done shortly.

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Chapter 6 Pain Glides in White Clouds

 

Daniel….. Daniel…. My name was repeating in my head over and over again, like I was on some sick twisted lecture that told me everything about my name. Like how it started with the letter D and ended with an L. The “I” was closely evaluated and I stood at the top of its dot looking down at a pool of blood. I smelled the air of the “n” behind me as I felt the wind blow “e” working it back and forth as it rocked in the pool of blood like a tilting building. Suddenly the black clouds that surrounded me cracked open like an egg as white muck poured out of it, I then realized that someone was pouring lotion over my eyes and nose. I had trouble breathing as my arms were tied down with vipers digging into my wrists with their fangs. The white egg shell that was the sky turned red along the ridges like a silver lining as my heart beat got louder and louder. The red silver lining drew closer to me as fangs grew from the side of the ridges. I heard voices speaking of both English and Japanese ripping each other apart against my ear, Daniel…. Daniel, I was then awake.

 

 

My eyes examined around me, I was laying in the dark with a flickering light in the distance. A man paced back and forth in the room as he mixed something in a brown wooden bowl. His straw hat swayed in the smoke as he puffed his pipe with a red haze that brought some light in his eyes. My eyes focused like a magnet to his iron movements as each step made me count the beats of my own heart. My body laid in a comfortable position as my head laid to the side. I could taste the blood in my mouth, my blood that then shot a sharp pain up my spine. It was like a knife digging into my back causing me to scream as the man with the pipe walked over trying to calm me down. He then drew out a shot as my mind raced causing me to panic. Every movement of my body made me scream in a sharp pain suddenly he injected the shot into my wrist, a tube that fed some white liquid that glittered from the candle light on a table near by. I cried heavily as the pain began to subside. The candle flickered slowly as my breathing began to slow, slow way down till my eyes were gripped shut by iron lead. I could not open them, nor did I want to. Yet I could feel the man with the straw hat and burning pipe rub some kind of medicine over me.

 

 

He began to massage my paws with his hands as I felt each claw extend and retract with each push of his thumb. He then worked up my hind legs rubbing the underside columns with the ridge of his hands. I felt him as he continued to work on my lower thighs to the tail just slowly massaging them as I breathed longer and slower with each relaxing breath. He then moved across my hips from my tail to my rib cage which I realized was bandaged as he rubbed carefully stimulating me with each touch. I breathed affectionately as he worked on my chest massaging me with the putty from, I think was a bowl in his hands, as he worked slowly applying pressure in different areas. I began to feel better as heat ran through my whole body with each ache leaving me a cold numbness that slowly went away. He began to work on my neck carefully rubbing each spot as he spoke easily into my ear, “You may be part animal, but fortunately you have many human characteristics that can still work with Tai Chi.”

 

 

I was able to speak even though I was relaxed, “Work with Tai Chi?”

 

 

The man then pressed against my collar bone up along my jaw carefully saying, “It is a way of life, but also a secret in medical pain relief. When you apply it with an ancient herbal ointment.” He took a pause as I heard him place the bowl on the ground and began to play with my ears in curiosity, “It brings miraculous healing to the body and soul, you must be in a very relaxed state by now.”

 

 

I could smell and feel his hot smoky breath as he exhaled some smoke into my nose. I couldn’t help but inhale as I felt slightly light headed. “You have lost a lot of blood, so I am giving you fluids to help sustain you. Just rest for now, you may be of some use once you awake. You were lucky to not have been paralyzed from that fall.”

 

 

I wanted to thank him for taking the pain away, but by then I was drifting back into sleep.

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I woke up again with daylight shining over my healing body. It was miraculous that I could begin to move with less pain as each day came. Eventually the man with a straw hat would speak as he smoked his pipe, at certain points I would doze off and on in between his conversation, but I could tell that his heart weighed heavily against the government systems that are in place. I remember one of his conversations as I tried my best to lay awake and listen, “I remember how it was back then, after my father took me to one of his shops” He waved his hand as if he was holding something small, “he would sell fish hooks of every size and each time he took me to the shop he would give me what ever would catch my eye.”

 

He paced back and forth smoking his pipe before starting again, “Back then we were so rich with life, and everyday we would fish off the docks and watch the boats go by. I remember that the entire village would get together and share the best of the fish they caught with the community and everyone was welcomed” he held his arms wide before dropping them, “sure we had our problems, but they were never beyond our control. If we had a disaster it was taken care of by the community. My father would always give a job to a man in need, and things were always ready to eat when times were lean. It was like life and death were just fantasies in our dreams and when ever we had a death it was life that was celebrated.”

 

He was smiling as he spoke but then his face turned cold and it was like he just mellowed in regret, “Yet overtime, other businesses took over and the idea that every man deserved a job was forgotten.”

 

He continued with a loud boast, “Instead a new idea emerged that the job should be earned, and if you were not good enough to work then you would not deserve a job. Crime began to rise and people died from it, good people, that made life there worth living. Then when a disaster happened, the business moved else ware leaving the town to rot and die” he waved his hand in disgust and then back to hold his shaking head, “I would pray that my father would come back and restore the order, however he was killed because of economic crimes. Crimes that he believed would save the place we lived while it still had a chance to thrive” he held a strong fist before slightly dropping it with pity, “after he was gone I could not take it anymore and left to find solitude and try to live a normal life. But I could never again have what we had before back in that friendly community.”

 

I was beginning to loose interest before he continued again, “The government spoiled what we had built over the years just so they make a quick profit that would only last a few years. The way the village was going before hand would have kept the village alive for many years, but because the government decided to take control it killed everyone’s dreams. They only satisfy the greed of a few individuals who could care less about what happens.”

 

He made a jester towards me, “And now that you are here it tells me that we might have a chance to crush the idea of control that the government thinks they have. They have been trying to keep us under their power for many years, but because of how they choose to do business its causing them to slowly loose power and now they have turned to madness. And that is why you look the way you do” he said twittering his fingers on my furry ears as I turn my head away from him, “the idea that they can control the public through DNA alteration is proof of that now. So when I say that we need you to help our cause, I mean it from the bottom of my heart. So will you help us to prevail or not?”

 

I just wanted to sleep, the man was a good man at helping me heal, but its not enough for me to like his cause or commitments. To me he was just another man that wanted to use me for his own ambitions. I promise to never serve the hands of men ever again.

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(I will be posting back to my other original character while this one heals up, took a lot of time to think it over sorry for the wait)

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Chapter 7 Fresh Trail

 

I woke up next to the pine tree to see Abia was fully clothed after the sun dried the clothing. I however was dressed in the prayer robe I had before. I wasn’t sure when it happened, my head was somewhat fuzzy as the sun took away my morning. I could see however that Abia was not in the best mood as she looked around wondering where we were. I asked her in the middle of a stretch with my claws digging into the soft snow, “Have any idea where we are?

 

She looked back at me as she whipped a tear away, “You’re asking me that?”

 

I could tell she was very upset her lips whimpered as tears slid gently down her cheeks. I walked over to try and comfort her but instead she stepped away from me saying, “No just leave me alone.”

 

I froze in my steps as the wolf in my mind turned its head sideways confused, I asked, “What’s wrong?”

 

She replied as more tears came out, “Nothing.”

 

My ears curled against me as I dipped my nose down to get a better look as each tear fell gently down her face, “Well your crying so that means your upset.”

 

She replied as if she was irritated with me, “I’m fine!”

 

By now I knew something was terribly wrong I approached her and gently gripped her shoulders, “You don’t sound fine. It seems like your upset about something. Is it because of me?”

 

She rolled her eyes at me and turned away still crying now except with a bit more distress. In the mean time I knelt down rubbing warmth into a cold part of my joints. I only examined her as she continued to cry, seeing each emotion strike an even worse one as the seconds tick by. By now I was getting upset as I listened to hear nothing but the wind blowing against the trees, “Look if it’s about what happened, I’m sorry I just can’t help what’s happening to me.”

 

She turned to me with a lumpy throat speech, “It’s not that, it’s just, we are out here in the middle of nowhere and you want me to tell you where we are. I mean the city is still on fire in the distance and there are soldiers with armored transports driving along the road ways. I mean don’t you have a clue where you are?”

 

I answered back, “No I don’t know where we are since I was knocked out when I was on the train. I mean, all that I am trying to do is escape from people trying to kill me, I was hoping that if I went to Mayak that I could hide out and somehow live in this pathetic life of mine.”

 

I was starting to cry as I looked at my claws and noticing the fur on my legs, “I’m a monster Abia! I can’t live a normal life now and all I am trying to do is leave and get out of Russia. But it doesn’t matter where I go, the same life threatening stuff keeps happening and I don’t have a clue what to do. (deep heavy sigh)”

 

Abia was now hunched over me with her tears wiped away, “Well don’t worry about that, I’ll help you seek refuge. I’m sorry that I cried, I should have realized the situation you were in John.”

 

She took my monstrous fist and helped me back to my forward stance. She replied, “Mayak is only a few miles on the trail, I’m sure we will make our way their soon.”

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The city was burning, as people were shot in snowy fields and left in their own dug pits. I could not fathom the idea of why the Russians were being so brutal to their own people. I continued on foot until we found a convoy that had parked for a smoke. Without thinking about it I used my inner rage to disarm and knock unconscious the soldiers that were near the area. Too our luck it held supplies such as clothing and a medical kit to continue treatments of the bullet wound in my arm. The soldiers laid on the ground holding their weapons gently in their hands as they breathed in a peaceful slumber. I couldn’t understand how a man could bring himself to kills such precious life when he slept in such a peaceful manner. I mean I know it was forced unconsciousness but it still bothered me a lot about how such peace existed in someone that did not look like a monster like me, and yet commit such evil treachery.

 

We decided to take the vehicle to save us some footwork and also provide us with suitable cover as we made our way down the trail. The trees were full of cold snow but at the same time gave me a heartwarming feeling. The tips of the trees had water droplets that fell quietly in sweet gentle drips upon the snow. We approached an outpost that paid little attention to us as we moved past the guards as if we were on our way to another destination. Lining in front of the outpost however were burning bodies and cars of people who had tried to escape from the city. I couldn’t understand what all this massive killing was about but I could tell that it wasn’t just the city civilians but also some of the military personnel as I heard soldiers screaming in the distance in front of a fire line. Abia began to hit the brakes so we could get a better view of this to be sure.

 

We stopped the vehicle to witness this bewildering act. The military were shooting their own. As if they were of some danger to them as the ones who ended their lives wore gas masks and in the distance I saw several bombs go off at different locations near the city where we had seen patrols. We decided to step on the gas and make our way to Mayak the deserted city, before we ourselves were seen as a threat as the outpost behind us was engulfed in napalm with soldiers screaming in burning anger.

 

I wasn’t sure if I should feel sorry for the soldiers but it was clear that this was probably a cover-up of some sort. Mayak was a ghost city as some building laid in rubble while others collected dust from bankrupt business long ago. We decided to park and find a suitable place to stay for the night as we ate the rations that were in the vehicle.

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Chapter 8 Stray

 

 

My life is at its edge, Abia and I went our separate ways after a few weeks. We ran out of food I wasn’t sure what happened, she left me while I was asleep and after searching for 3 days with no luck I retreated back into Mayak and searched the streets for food. I cried, I knew it was because I was giving her the hungry eyes. Yet every time I savored my lips I couldn’t help but desire eating her. When I came back from a hunt in the wild outskirts I found her gone. The city was so deserted; threats of nuclear contamination were still in certain areas. Yet I began to prowl the safer areas in hopes of finding food.

 

 

Yet this city lacked much and only returned a lonely feeling. I was hunting what game I could find and soon lost the desire to eat a cooked meal. It happened after on one of my hunts I found myself sleeping next to a half-eaten animal carcass that I lost my taste for food and just accepted it. My life as a human being was lost and it was hard for me to get it back. Everything that I desired was beginning to fade with each sunset. The idea that I would starve didn’t strike me as a problem, however hunger always clouded my thoughts. I began taking to many risks stealing from passing military patrols. Yet the wolf in my mind kept me cool wagging its stupid tail at every exciting thought. The wolf was happy to be out here and saw the snowy field was plentiful with food. I smelled the forest and found so many recognizable scents. And killing was easy…..

 

 

The idea of using a gun to hunt would draw unwanted attention but using my Jaws and speed served me better. I was stalking my prey and feeling my paws softly push against the snow as my claws dug gently into the earth beneath the snow.

 

 

It took me a while to learn how to hunt, the first few weeks of starvation made me learn to analyze and attack appropriately. Funny how much you can think about how to catch a rabbit or a bear… Yes I did hunt bear because they were easy to fool and lacked real thought process. They had more strength then me but an easy prey for straight line attacking. I would use nets or make use of pits to collapse and break a bear before I would kill it quickly and begin to eat. I was beginning to see the reason why the wolf in my head loved it out here and I allowed it the right to roam freely because it kept me fed.

 

 

It wasn’t long before I left Mayak due to lack of comfort in the open spaces of buildings and rooms. I felt more at ease sleeping under a tree after a wild hunt or finding a nice tree in a hill and dig out a warm nest to lie in. Sure I was being an animal, but it felt better then sleeping in Mayak and worrying about its radioactive mess. However I still had my nightmares. The dream of seeing myself simply as I am, a monster, always hurt my wellbeing. I would wake up with a scream after seeing a decapitated bear and me eating its insides. I would remember the first man I killed, except I was him holding the gun with my throat cut. Every night was starting to get uneasy. I couldn’t hunt with pride and rejoice after a kill. And I allowed the wolf in my mind to take over. Days went by with absentmindedness and even weeks. I had forgotten civilization as each day blended into the next one. The hunt was all in one sequential nightmare and my mind felt like it was being enclosed in a box as that stupid wolf wagged its tail with glee.

 

 

I was losing…. Losing to this wolf… The split personality that would take over my actions had more strength and endurance to the world then I did. I felt weak and useless as the wolf took us deeper into the wilds away from civilization. It was then that we came across a sound. There was a howling in the full moon as we were taking a drink from the dark waters of the forest. I saw the wolf in my mind it was quiet and very nervous. For across the waters we saw a white wolf. I wasn’t fully awake at first in comprehending what I was seeing but it got me to come out of my shell and watch.

 

 

The wolf was licking the water in front of us seeing the moon bounce in the rippled waters as it looked at us with curiosity. It turned its head as I felt my head turn as well. Then the wolf in my mind got excited and I heard my heartbeat race. Without thinking we stumbled over to the wolf in a playful curiosity as my tail wagged and nose sniffed the air around it. The white wolf was nervous with fright as it tried to keep its distance from us. This made sense to me considering that we are not a wolf but some kind of hybrid with humanoid features. The wolf then flared its teeth at us as we jolted back with our head low wondering what was wrong as my tail wagged lightly. I realized that the wolf in my head was trying to gain acceptance as it winced and yawned eager to play with the white wolf. Yet the white wolf climbed to higher ground with its tail between its legs.

 

 

Then I heard paw-steps as my ears twitched back to see a pack had already surrounded us. They approached us with curiosity as I tried to keep myself calm. So many flesh tearing teeth rubbed close to my skin as they wanted to understand what they were seeing. The wolf in my mind continued to wag its tail. However I did not want to wag my tail. I wasn’t going to accept this as my life anymore and I wept. I felt control of my body once more as my tail stopped wagging. Yet I was surrounded by the pack as they sniffed the palm of my claws. I wasn’t sure what to do as they circled me smelling my jeans with many holes and the hoody that was torn and covered in dirt. They began to lick my fur to taste the sweat and that’s when it happened.

 

 

I saw the Alpha wolf dart back away with a fearsome growl. It saw us as a threat as the other wolves acted the same way. The wolf in my mind ran away into the black areas that I could not see. I was now alone with these wolves uncertain of how they would deal with me. I was surrounded by growling teeth and realized I could die from anyone of their metal cutting bites. It was then that the wolf in my mind rushed back and opened my jaws. I growled… Growled! Like I couldn’t imagine. My throat was cringing as my nostrils flared. My eyes squinted as my teeth flared and the force of my lungs kicked the back of my throat. I sounded so fearful that it scared me when I heard the effect.

 

 

The alpha leader and the other wolves took a step back as they realized I was a threat. I continued to snarl and growl nipping my teeth at any wolf that dared to engage me. Eventually the pack fell into pairs and ran away from us leaving the alpha wolf and me in a deadlock glare. It was clear to me what I was now as I saw the ferocity in my wolf’s eyes. We were the stray, the stray of this world.

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Looks really good and the story develops well- do you feel that you completely describe the world that your characters live in? I've found this to be my problem in writing-

 

Great story Gal K M!

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Yes that is my issue with the story as well when it comes to first person it is hard to describe the world fully without a third person view, I am sure that in my next write that I can do that more successfully. Thanks for reading glad you enjoy it so far

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It was getting daylight as me and the alpha parted out ways. I was in control again feeling the reason for my existence. I was separate from the pack of humanity. I have been shot at, taken captive and abandoned… by Abia. I remember our last conversation together after eating our last meal...

 

 

Abia stoked the fires very slowly feeling the coals eat at her stick as she gazed at them with a gloomy expression. She asked me, “So what do we do now?”

 

I was frantic, she had somehow appointed me the leader and I scratched my ear, with my claw like hand saying, “I am not sure, it’s still all new to me and Mayak I guess wasn’t the best place to try and survive. But what can we do, we are cut off do to the surrounding military presence. I can’t understand what they are searching for, and the only outlet is through the wilds. Maybe I can hunt…”

 

Abia through her stick in the fire and glared at me, “So you going to go and hunt while I do nothing?”

 

 

I wasn’t sure if she was just bored or frustrated with the conditions we were in, but I could tell she was very upset and said, “Look John I cannot do anything here, I’m more of some meat sac as a constellation prize for your hard work. I lay awake at night trying to find a way to be useful, yet it’s always the same thing! I don’t know why I even bother asking from you.”

 

I was getting tired of her complaining attitude, ”Look I cannot account for what has happened, we are not stranded, we are in hiding, I thought you knew that was the reason for us coming here.”

 

 

“Yes I know that, but are we going to just stay hiding?? I mean we could go look for people who can help such as the Chinese.”

 

I was perplexed, “You want me to go south? Through all of Russia once again… looking like this?”

 

I stood there in full view with arms outstretched, “I can’t even pass off as a human being and you want us to go from the north side of Russia all the way to China?”

 

She replied steadfast and stood with authority, “I wasn’t suggesting that we could walk the whole way. We could go east to Tiksi! They have an airport and it’s the closest thing around here ever since the destroyed the only civilization out here”

 

“So a plane that is your master plan?”

 

She stayed silent. I couldn’t talk to her, I had to go out and vent my frustrations. And after a few days of silence and no food she was gone...

 

But it doesn’t matter anymore, I was going to take her master plan and go east, and hopefully we might meet up once again. I just hope that she was able to survive long enough…

 

I ran full speed through the woods now towards Tiksi.

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Abia was gone for like 5 or more weeks when both John and her separated and it doesn't take long to get to Tiksi in that time frame, so It will be interesting to see where she has been the whole time, I am going to take a while on the next write and for good reason Next one is going to be a thriller ride!! Thanks for the continued support