Six year's before Santa buddies
It was a different night from those which came before. A newspaper flew amongst the leaves; it's bold headline reading "Famous Air bud has five puppies!".
As the hour's leading into the dark night grew near, these empty streets were the origin point of the aggressor's. Soon, the usually dark sky for once differed with the colour of the surface, which was now filled with a red, warm, sickening liquid.
The criminal's alerted pretty much the whole street and all the neighbour's rushed to see what was happening, only to flee to the safety of their home's, upon seeing what they forced themselves to witness.
Boot's splashed in puddles, as the wearer's ran down the street. Police men and veterinarian's rushed past the car park, heading to an alleyway.
The officer's frantic yells haunted the night, as more and more people came out to see.
Heavy rain and thunder, that night, added more fear and panic throughout the town. Normally the attackers hate rain but they didn't let it stand in the way of their battle.
"Bring out the cages!" ordered the chief of police.
"It scratched my eye!" screamed another.
"To your station's!" commanded the mayor "This is what we pay you for! Get our specialists to block the other side of the alley!"
"We do not get paid for this mayhem," whispered one officer.
"Block the other side, now!" repeated the chief. "John, Frederick, fire warning shots! Disperse them!"
"Send this truck out to Venice shelter," commanded the mayor.
"I'll head out now," said the truck driver, shielding himself from the rain by placing his clipboard above his head.
"Take the route via the forest," suggested the mayor. "There's to much traffic because we've blocked the roads near the alleyway, people are getting home from work. They're taking alternate routes, such as the normal way to the shelter."
As all this went on, on a high hill overlooking the town below it, was a dark figure watching, his cape flowing in front of it's mask, hiding it.
More police sirens. This time heading to the woods, stopping next to the crashed truck.
"Who was behind this attack?" asked one police man.
"No evidence of an attack," replied the doctor, examining the man. "The driver has scratches on his face and he appears to have jumped out of the truck before it crashed- nothing serious luckily."
"So where did the scratches come from? Who caused him to lose control?!" demanded the officer.
There was no evidence of an attack. No evidence of an attack by a human, anyway, and again the figure standing on the cliff side watched.
Present (Santa Buddies)
The Air buddies and their new friend Puppy Paws carefully navigated the magical sled until it landed onto the cold, white surface. Moments later, Santa himself and Santa Paws arrived to congratulate them on saving Christmas. Since all magic at the North Pole had stopped, it was up to the Buddies and Puppy Paws to do the job of flying around the world in one night to deliver presents to all children and animals. Santa rewarded them with matching Santa hats (aside from Rosebud's one which was pink) and the puppies went home to enjoy the rest of their Christmas with their kids, who were missing them deeply.
As Buddha went home he couldn't help but to think of all the strays who didn't have homes. They had given presents to pets around the world but some animals weren't so lucky, they didn't have any homes or owners.
Buddha spotted a small kitten who looked lost and cold as he went home.
"Namaste, little friend and merry Christmas" he greeted her, politely.
"T-thank y-y-you" she shivered.
"Are you lost?" asked the Zen pup.
"I'm a stray I don't have a home to be lost from" she sadly explained.
"Would you like something warm to eat?" he offered.
"Of course! I mean, if that's ok?" she excitedly cried.
Buddha took her to his garden, where it was snowing and told her to wait in the family's warm shed. Moments later, he bought some food from their dinner over to her.
"Thanks!" she exclaimed, before munching it all down.
Buddha felt glad that he had helped her but also felt sad about all the other stray's out there.
"Phoenix!" a voice called, echoing throughout the trunks several fallen trees. "Phoenix! Where is she? Phoenix, stop fooling around!"
Four orange, spotted, small legs galloped it's way through the snowy forest, without a care in the world.
The legs halted and took a minute to relax.
Phoenix was a young, cocky, mischievous Bengal tiger cat with a pair of green eyes that matched the surroundings of which they would always admire. Her orange, vividly marked coat made her stand out from the others.
She breathed heavily and exhaled, tired after all that running, yet showed no signs of ending her mini adventure. Looking around, she admired the beautiful snow around her.
"Phoenix!" another cat interrupted her thoughts, making her suddenly gasp and open her eyes. She turned to face a black kitten with blue eyes. It was her close friend, Luna. "Remember what the elders said about venturing too far, you don't want to end up lost".
"I know" Phoenix responded gently, running up a tree that had been bent sideways. "But it was early and I thought no one would notice if I just took a quick glance at what's out there- beyond the woods".
"You're lucky no one did" replied Luna, approaching the tilted log. "And what's out there should remain out there, we don't want to invite trouble into our camp".
"There'll be plenty of time for exploring later, right now we should get back" promised Luna.
"Like when?" questioned Phoenix, frustratingly. She was always the mischievous one.
"Phoenix, we won't be here for ever, Abzak knows what he's doing."
"I know, I trust him. We all do. Hey what's that?"
Phoenix rushed over to a tattered page of a newspaper that was caught in between several fallen branches. She kicked aside the branches and began straightening out the paper with her paws, being careful not to rip it further.
"Sports playing dog Air Bud set to play soccer once again" she read aloud.
"A dog playing sports?" gasped Luna. "How?"
"Who dares mention a dog?" an ominous voice demanded. Phoenix and Luna jumped and turned to see Felix, an older, bigger cat.
"I was just reading aloud this paper" apologised Phoenix.
"Well don't. You'll ruin the beautiful scene, created in this magnificent area of the forest, by mentioning the ones who chase us" scolded Felix. "I would say 'I am surprised to see you here at this time' but because it's you, Phoenix, I wouldn't expect anything less. And Luna, the next time you go chasing after her, you too will bear the consequences of defiance."
"S-sorry sir, it's j-just I t-thought- stammered the black cat.
"It was my fault I shouldn't have come when you ordered us not to go here" interrupted the tiger cat.
"A noble gesture" nodded Felix. "Although, in this case, I shall have to ignore this- possibly hundredth- incident as we have exciting news for you, young cat's."
"Is it Abcat!" cried an excited Luna.
"I said it was news not a miracle. It appear as though our great leader, Abzak, has decided to task you with the noble duty of finding and rescuing stray cat's".
Phoenix's eye's burst wide open.
"Seriously? Yes!" cheered the young cat, before trying not to be overcome with too much surprise and nervousness. "I mean, when d-do I begin?"
"You can start tomorrow night" answered Felix.
Could this day get any better? Heck, it just started! Phoenix tried to remain calm but it was kinda hard when she was being told that she would finally be allowed to do the one thing she longed for more than anything, this time without getting in trouble and, with such a great opportunity, comes an even bigger opportunity: to perhaps see what else is out there, beyond the tree's.
"Congratulations, Phoenix" congratulated Luna. "See I told you something would happen eventually- I just didn't expect it to be five minute's after I said so."
Phoenix looked at the paper again.
"I actually think it would be exciting to meet a dog, maybe a puppy" she admitted.
"Think again, nothing but slobbering mutts who would chase us up a tree if they ever saw us" said Felix. "Now of you pop, it's breakfast time and you both seemed to have skipped it already, you wouldn't want the food to run out."
As the two sprinted back towards the camp, Felix hovered over the ripped newspaper page and, after reading it,instantly ripped it to shreds, completely destroyed by his sharp claws.