-1The Fight For Survival
(A Fanfic By: Tobias Pretzhog)
Chapter 1: The Escape
The metallic shackles were mercilessly chafing against the white mallowolf's wrists and ankles. He had lost count how many times they were taken on and off, but that wasn't what was eating at the mallowolf's thoughts. His two pieena escorts had no idea the wolf piñata was planning a second escape, though no one really was expecting it. The first slip up was easily fixed, and their sinister planning made sure to defeat any morale the mallowolf had during his escape.
But this time was different. No matter what was to be expected, the mallowolf would not let the same mistake repeat itself. In a swift tug, the mallowolf broke the chain of his wrist shackles. though before the pieenas could react, the mallowolf had already slashed their throats out. It took more than a half of a second for the alarms to sound. That only spiked the mallowolf's adrenaline as he ripped apart his ankle shackles, soon to make a break for the exit.
Unfortunately, the exit was obscured by many corridors, and not to mention the guards that would be on his tail in a few seconds. After nabbing a rifle off of one of the downed pieenas, The mallowolf was ready to raise hell to gain his freedom. A wave of three armored piñatas confronted the mallowolf. Their ammunition had no effect on the wolf piñata as the projectiles banked to the walls before they reached him.
The mallowolf returned fire promptly, leaving behind no survivors as he mowed them down within seconds. Wasting no time, the persistent piñata pushed onwards. Anyone caught standing in his way met the same fate as the guards before them. It didn't take long for the mallowolf to find the exit, as it was in the same place as before. After prying the door open, the gun slipped out of mallowolf's grasp as he was graced with the gift of daylight once again.
The sound of gunshots and ricocheting bullets reminded the wolf piñata that there wasn't anytime for gawking. Charging into the light, the piñata never looked back as he was showered with the sun's rays. It's heat felt foreign on his skin, but in a good, welcoming way. Once his eyesight adapted to the change, the mallowolf was staggered to see floral life blooming all around him. It was the opposite of what he discovered during his last escape.
His pursuers made it clear they weren't going to let him escape as they remained persistent. Hearing their growing uproar, the mallowolf reminded himself to keep moving. The running pinata picked up the pace, increasing to unbelievable speeds until he was sure they wouldn't be able to find him. His escape eventually led him into the woods where he could lay low for awhile.
Out of breath and fatigued, the mallowolf decided to rest his head for just a few moments, but the long forgotten sensation of peace overcame him. It wasn't long before a unexpected wanderer happened upon the sleepy mallowolf.
"Hey, Hey Prilla, Check this out!" a blue fudgehog emerged from the bushes to get a closer look on his discovery.
"What is it this time Fayez? Another shiny stone?" His friend barked back sarcastically.
"No! Even better!" He shouted back, not taking his eyes off the mallowolf.
"Well what is it?" A pretztail soon followed the same path the fudgehog took, the voice obviously belonged to her.
"Have a look," The fudgehog stepped aside so his friend would have a better view.
"Fay-…Oh my, is he hurt?" The pretztail quickly rushed to the mallowolf's side, dropping down to her knees to get a better look at him.
"He doesn't look like he's been injured… I say the guy was just pooped out and fell over, but that's just my guess, check his pulse to make sure," The fudgehog didn't want to get entirely involved as he crouched down next to Prilla.
"Hmm… I can feel it, he's still alive," the pretztail began to nudge the mallowolf gently, "Hey, sir… Are you alright?" There was no response.
"Must be out cold, poor guy…" The fudgehog pushed up one of the mallowolf's eyelids out of curiosity, however Prilla had slapped his paw away.
"Don't do that! That's creepy AND rude!" She scolded him.
"Sorry… Anyways, we can't just leave him here… Let's bring him back to the RV," The fudgehog tried to scoop up the mallowolf in his arms, but the wolf piñata was clearly too heavy for him to lift. "Prilla, could you grab his legs," Fayez grunted as he moved his paws to lift the mallowolf up by his arms.
"Alright…" The pretztail answered hesitantly as she obeyed without any objection.
The teamwork had proven successful as the duo carefully made their way back to their campsite. It took them a good five minutes to lug the limp mallowolf there, but the effort was all worth it as they were saving a life.
"Just place him on the bed in the back," Fayez instructed as they slowly maneuvered up the stairs into the RV, cautious not to hit the wolf piñata on any objects.
"Gotcha…" Prilla struggled as she evened out the mallowolf by climbing the last step.
"Steady now…" The fudgehog took baby steps down the hallway.
"This is killing me…" Prilla groaned before setting the mallowolf down in bed.
"Phew… Least it's over," Fayez tried to catch his breath.
"Well… Now what?" The pretztail asked as she found the strength to cover the mallowolf with a sheet.
"We let him rest for awhile, till then we got time to ourselves… To be honest, I wanted to go back rock hunting,"
"Oh Fayez," Prilla's face fell into her paw in disappointment as the fudgehog wandered back into the wilderness.
In less than an hour, the Mallowolf had returned to his senses. He felt renewed as he shuffled slightly through the sheets. It didn't take the wolf piñata long to realize the texture was much softer than the grass. Knowing that change in the environment alone woke the Mallowolf up completely as the feeling of edginess returned to him. Bringing himself up, he gazed over the interior of his surroundings. After assuming he was all alone, the mallowolf believed a little adventuring inside the RV wouldn't hurt at all.
In his bemusement, he slid open a skinny closet door and began rummaging through it. However the curious Mallowolf had no idea he was making a mess out of things.
"Who's there?" Prilla called out from the driver's seat, her mouth filled with food. The voice of life itself placed the mallowolf back on guard. The pretztail twirled the seat around to find that her guest was already up and moving.
"Oh… You're awake," Prilla couldn't help but feel awkward that the mallowolf was digging through their belongings, "Could… Could you please not do that," Though the mallowolf only stood and stared at the pretztail, scanning her over to see if she was a threat or not.
Concerned, Prilla hopped out of her seat and approached the mallowolf. Luckly the cookies she was holding grabbed the mallowolf by his sense of smell and his need to eat. The grasp was so strong that he forgot the Pretztail was even there. Acting upon his instincts, the mallowolf reached out for the box of cookies with a spare paw.
"Woah there, these are mine," the pretztail recoiled her arm that held the cookies, "…But I guess I could share just one, you're probably starving huh?" She pulled out a random cookie from the box and handed it over the mallowolf.
Near salivating, the mallowolf quickly devoured the cookie. After it was gone, the mallowolf looked at the box of cookies with those same hungry eyes. The famished mallowolf reached out once again only to get denied.
"One's enough, you'll spoil dinner that way," but look who was talking. The words didn't stop the mallowolf as he began to tug on the box of cookies through telekinesis.
"Hmm?" Prilla glanced down at the cookies as she could feel her arm start to give away. The box slipped through her paws as it began to float in mid air with no assistance at all. "Wha… What's happening?" The box slowly began to work its way towards the mallowolf.
"Fayez? …FAYEZ!" Prilla swiftly evacuated the RV to find her friend. "Fayez! Where are you!" She called out as she searched the campground.
"I'm over here!" the fudgehog called from the nearby river, waving at the fearful pretztail with his free paw, his other busy with a fishing pole.
"Fayez! …Fayez!" the pretztail huffed as she ran to his side, "you'll never believe this!"
"Believe what?" The fudgehog set his fishing pole down and gave his full attention to Prilla.
"The mallowolf! He took my cookies!" She started.
"So? We can get more," Fayez shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal.
"No-o-o-o! That's not it! He took them from me without even DOING anything!" Prilla cried as she shook her arms about.
"Um… Okaaay?" The fudgehog raised an eyebrow as Prilla began pulling him back to the campsite.
"Just come look!" Prilla rushed him back to the RV without even letting Fayez retrieve his fishing pole first.
As the two entered the RV, they were greeted by the clutter the mallowolf created in his search for more food. The box of cookies was already ripped up into shreds and discarded on the floor.
"Oh geez…" Prilla chewed her claws nervously.
"Don't worry, don't worry… I'll have this cleaned up shortly!" The fudgehog began pilling objects up and clearing a path way. He soon found the Mallowolf in their bed, eating ice cream straight out of the container.
The mallowolf pulled his muzzle out of the ice cream and glanced at Fayez for a moment before returning to finish what he started..
"That's not yours…" The fudgehog groaned as he pulled the ice cream away. However the mallowolf growled as he increased his grip on the container, making a point that he wasn't finished yet. "Come on… I'll make you a bowl if you're that hungry, just please don eat out of the- AHH!" The mallowolf used his telekinesis once again to shove the fudgehog all the way to the front of the RV.
"What happened?" Prilla gasped as she helped her friend up.
"I… I don't know… It was like a strong gust of wind blew me off my feet!" Fayez recollected himself before approaching the mallowolf again. "Look here wise guy!" The fudgehog placed his paws on his hips, "I don't know what the hell happened before we found you, but this is NO way to repay us!" He tugged on the container again and met with the same result.
"Maybe you should just let him keep the ice cream… We can get more," Prilla shifted in place awkwardly.
"Well there goes our whole camping trip," Fayez growled as he closed the RV's door and started up the vehicle.
"What are you doing?" Prilla asked as she jumped into the passenger seat.
"We're going to take this to the authorities…" The fudgehog grumbled as he put the vehicle in motion.
"You don't have to do that… You know he hasn't spoken a word since he woke up… Haven't you tried talking to it as a friend instead of just a piñata?" The pretztail questioned.
"Nope…" Fayez was more concerned with getting on the road than reasoning with a gluttonous mallowolf.
"Well then I'll try it," The pretztail carefully got out of her seat and headed down the hallway to meet up with their guest.
"Sir…?" Prilla called out to the mallowolf, who was licking the bucket clean. The sound of her voice alone enticed the mallowolf out of the bucket. "Excuse me, but… What's your name?" No response as the wolf piñata soon returned to licking out the bucket.
"Hmm…Maybe he doesn't speak English…" The pretztail contemplated for awhile before giving it another shot, "… Do-you-speak-English?" She spaced out her words and pronounced them slowly. Still no response from the mallowolf. Prilla became highly frustrated with the antisocial mallowolf.
After finishing off every drop of ice cream, the mallowolf tossed the bucket onto the floor carelessly, giving his complements to the chef soon afterwards.
"Hey! Don't do that! This is a rental RV!" The pretztail complained as she properly disposed of the bucket, quick to the return to the mallowolf's side.
"Mm-…More!" The mallowolf barked out as his tailed wagged cheerfully.
"Oh! So you DO speak English…" Prilla was relieved.
"More!" The wolf piñata repeated himself.
"I'll give you more ice cream, only if you tell us your name and where you came from," Prilla decided to reason with the mallowolf, the sooner he was out of their mache, the better.
"More!" Was all he could say. The pretztail became annoyed with this.
"I said I would! Only if you tell me what I want to know!" She growled.
"Mo-o-o-o-ore!" The mallowolf cried out in a childish fashion, demanding his wants be met.
"Just forget it…" Prilla stomped off, back to the passenger's seat.
"…Any luck?" Fayez asked, still concentrated on the road.
"Hardly… He speaks one word and nothing else," She crossed her arms and scowled.
"What word is that?" The fudgehog wondered.
"More!" The mallowolf popped into the conversation.
"Shut up!" Prilla retorted, already tired of hearing the mallowolf's voice.
"More…?" Fayez recited, "Prilla what did you do to him?" His mind began imagining certain scenarios.