Mafia Crossing Chapter 1, an animal crossing fanfic

MAFIA CROSSING

Day The First, Chapter One

"Hey Mac, get up."

Arrikuzu was awoken by the porter of the train, appropriately named 'Porter'. Arrik straightened himself out, and pondered how things worked in where he was going. Was it customary or necessary for the porters of the train to wake up the passengers? To Arrik, it was like getting woken up from your nights sleep in a hotel, or getting people to tell you what groceries to buy. It was total madness, but he had to be a good ambassador now that he was on the one way train to Abyssus. It was part of a project that his former city wanted him to do, and he did everything to his best intent. Porter gave him a coffee, and he stirred the milk and sugar packs into it with a plastic instrument as he fought to stay awake. The train stopped to pick up more passengers, and Arrikuzu put his face into his left hand as he sipped his coffee. Everyone got into a seat, but Arrik was surprisingly all alone.

Until, an anthromorphic cat about stepped on. He had bluish fur, red eyes and a shirt that was checkered red and black. He observed Arrik intently, and after a bit of thought, helped himself to the seat adjacent of Arrik. "Hello!" He greeted cheerfully. Arrik didn't have much energy to speak up, but he managed to say hello back. He wanted to say "Dude, you're a cat." But didn't want to come off as being impolite. After Arrik downed his coffee, and crushed the drained cup in his hand, he spoke up. "So, why are you headed to Abyssus?" He said in his monotone voice. To be honest, Arrik wanted to stay out of this conversation. He always was a loner, and he valued his privacy, although he knew people like this guy. (But not many of them were cats) Just talking to them just fuels the fire of his annoyance. "Oh, I'm just heading over to visit a friend. My name is Rover. What's yours?" "My name is Arrikuzu." Arrik greeted. "What a funny name…" Rover mused before laughing out loud. Rover's very aura made Arrik cringe in embarrassment, and he mumbled "Whatever" under his breath before Rover stopped laughing and spoke to Arrik again. "What about you?" One glance, and Arrik didn't perceive Rover as the most understanding (or very intelligent) type, but he decided explaining his predicament was worse than hiding it. "I'm part of an introduction plan that was sent by my hometown. I'm an ambassador from Canada, and I'm here to investigate how the people here live while I'm embedding my own roots." "Hm. It sounds pretty important." Rover said. Arrik was pleased. It looked like he was finally getting somewhere. "To us it is. We've been examining the Abyssions, via satellite for a year or so now, and I was the one person picked by my city, and my country to live here, I guess." Arrik said as he hauled a comb through his jet black hair.

Rover frowned and gave Arrik a serious look. He stared into Arrik for what seemed like forever before he finally spoke up once again, with a much lower voice than before. "Then, there's something I should tell you." "Uh oh. This sounds bad…" Arrikuzu thought as he prepared himself. Rover placed his elbow up on the table, slouching a bit as he leaned in closer. He spoke in barely a whisper. "I'm going here because I have a debt to pay to the Black Masks. I'll likely die in the process of grubbing up enough coin by my deadline, and the Black Masks don't find the post office reliable enough. If you're a smart cookie, you'd hop on the next train back to wherever you came from, and risk jail time there for not fulfilling your duty." He said before going back into his seat.

Rover bit his bottom lip as he waited for Arrik's response to his predicament. He couldn't wait any longer, and decided to continue speaking. "How much money do you have on you? That will determine your survival rate." "With all due respect, I don't intend on giving charity to a story I can't even verify to be true-"Rover practically jumped over the table and grappled Arrik's collar. "Listen here, buddy! I risked death just by having this conversation! The least you could do is telling me your monetary amount!" Arrikuzu was surprised by Rover's sudden outburst, but he remained calm. "Get your hands off of me." He ordered. Rover went back to his side. Arrik swore he heard him snarl in anger. "Now that you're stable, I can remain comfortable in my knowledge that I have fifty grand with me. Abbysion Currency, at that." Rover's eyes widened, but the greed in them burned out just as quickly as it came in. "I see. You're going to buy a house, yes?" He continued, looking away from Arrik, and viewed the scenery that was flying past them. "Yes…" Arrik said, unaware of what Rover was getting at. They remained silent throughout the rest of the ride.

"We have reached the gates of Abyssus. We will be at Abyss Station in ten minutes. Thank you for choosing Drunken Monkey Express." The driver said over the intercom. Rover sighed as he continued to look out the window. Arrik regarded him. It was clear that his heart was in his throat, but Arrik decided the point was beyond pursuit. The train finally stopped, and the pair obtained their luggage before starting to head out. Arrik was amazed by the fact that no one else was getting off. All they did was stare at the two. Unlike Arrik, Rover didn't look back. Arrik sighed, part in fatigue, part in sadness, and part in fear. "This is going to be a long five years." He said as he dismounted the train and walked into the station, which was completely barren. "Welcome to Hell." Rover said silently.