Author's Note:

I know what you're thinking 'Metal you have TWO stories you're working on, why a third?' the answer to your question is this, I'm taking a break on Demon Code mostly because it's drawing close to an end and I really want to make the ending amazing! Because you all deserve an amazing ending and the beginning to the third installment of The Demon Hunter trilogy, yup I'm working on making it a three part series unless I come up with another idea and if so I'll make more!

So any who I'm sorry for being away for three months, blame school! I swear ever since I started my brain has been firing school work at me and forcing me to think only of school, when I try to write I end up getting a huge brain fart T-T but do not fret my pretties! I shall continue both Demon Code and Feral Heart in due time, first I want to get this story off my chest, and yes I'll be updating more often now since school seems to have settled down and I've gotten the hang of things. So now that I got my heart wrenching life story out of the way I can start the story! If I get great reviews then I'll think about updating this, but right now I just want to get the first chapter down.

Enjoy my furry friends!


The reek of decay lays heavy over the barren land, a lingering suffocating stench that's become so common that the life forms roaming aimlessly about have become able to live in horrid conditions and know nothing of fresh air.

Distant screams of dying creatures never seem to stop, the screams have taken the daily sound of chirping birds and cars out of the world, leaving behind horrid images of death, you see a war fell upon the earth more than 50 years ago in the year 2016, a war so horrid and bloody that barely anything survived, only a few lived to share tells of a brighter world, a world so alien that it seems almost like a fairytale.

The Earth is bleak, its gray sky's rain a hot acid that melts flesh and taints water, its soil is scorched red and barely anything grows anymore, some say the soil is soaked with blood.

Something suddenly moves across the barren red soil, sending soft plumps of red dust into the murky air, it's a combination of animal and machine; an everyday dog turned science experiment.

The mutt's body is skinny yet lean with muscle, there's no telling what breed it is, what with its dusty gray coat and its small sharp ears, but what makes this dog odd is the metal fused and growing from its flesh.

Its spine is grafted of steel and sits atop the dog's skin, visible for all to see, its tail is nothing but a long spiky piece of metal, its legs seemed to have been sawed off and replaced with lean dull mechanical limbs that allow the creature to run for days on end without tiring, the longest the morphed creature has gone is four months without stopping, and both of its eyes have been replaced with optical lenses that make quiet whirring noises every time it zooms in or zooms out on an object.

The dog sniffs the air, picking up the stench of death and something else, it's a sharp bitter smell that makes the dog wrinkle its nose in annoyance, but where is it coming from?

A flash of silver alerts the dog to its attacker, but its too late, its body suddenly topples forward, its head missing.

Black oily blood leaks down its severed neck, wires' sparking as its body slumps to the ground unmoving, the odd creature now lays dead on the ground, its head slowing to a stop a few feet away, its eyes now black portals into nothing.

The blade drips the dog's black blood onto the dry earth; slowly the blade begins to withdraw, into the flesh arm of a chipmunk, a newer version of the canine.

The rodent has no evidence of machinery anywhere on its body, but that's because it all lies beneath flesh and muscle, his bones are entirely constructed of a new type of machinery, a prototype that cannot be scratched or broken by anything besides another, it is also connected to the brain, allowing fluid swift movements without much thought, making for an unstoppable soldier. A breath of air escapes his lips, dull golden eyes gazing upon the dead canine without any remorse, the dog was the first built after all, he was old news, and it was time for an upgrade.

A slow smile stretches across the munk's russet furred face; he's the best, the top model of machine and animal the recent upgrade in the war for survival.

He flexes his arm, rotating his shoulder until he hears a satisfying 'pop', he sighs relaxing and curling his toes into the loose soil breathing in deeply and listening to the distant howls of prey and predator. A soft beep suddenly comes from a sleek collar like device strapped skin tight around his neck, then a lone voice rings out into the air, "Mission complete sir, are you returning to base?" his ear twitches and he glances over his shoulder as if able to see the base from where he's standing.

"Sure, there's nothing to do anyways, I finished my assignments for today," the rodent grunts, the cool demeanor slides off him like water, his teenage colors showing through as he rummages around in his jacket pockets, searching for something.

"Gotcha!" he cheers pulling a glowing red cube from the depths of his pockets, he simply tosses it to the ground and it suddenly begins to unfold, whirring quietly as it twists and turns over itself forming the shape of a skateboard except it has no wheels.

"Should I inform the Colonel?" the munk rolls his eyes in response and hops onto the board which takes to the air, hovering two feet above the ground, "Why not? He'd give me hell if I didn't inform about every little thing I do," the munk grunts tapping a claw against the gleaming red surface of the board.

It shoots forward, flying silently over the ground at an incredible speed for such a small device, the chipmunk shoves his paws in his jacket pockets, the only thing adorning his body, as the board flies smoothly.

A sigh comes from his collar, "Alvin I know you hate him, but that doesn't mean you should be rude," Alvin snorts at his brother's comment, "Aw c'mon Si, you can't tell me you don't find Dad a bit annoying at times, he doesn't treat us like his sons and he's a total ass," he leans his body swiftly to the right, swerving elegantly around the remains of an airplane.

"Most parents don't acknowledge they even have kids, be grateful he calls us his sons," Simon responds sounding both bored and annoyed, they've had this conversation so many times before, "I bet if Mom stuck around he'd act differently," a tense silence suddenly weighs on both the munks' shoulders at his comment, Alvin immediately regrets those words and mentally beats himself up over them.

"You know you're not supposed to talk about her Alvin," Simon's voice is slow and monotone, he had shut out his emotions so he wouldn't say something to his brother that he'd regret.

"I know, I'm sorry," Alvin hangs his head in shame, their mother had left them with their father only a week after their birth and hasn't been heard or seen in their fifteen years of life, Simon speaks up again, this time sounding more like himself.

"How's your heart? You're not having any malfunctions are you? The technologists said you might since your Birth Transition had a few errors," Alvin twitches at the reminder, at his birth Alvin's heart wasn't working right, everything that's been born recently has had mechanical 'hearts' which are actually just balls of energy that never run out, or so they say.

"I'm fine," he responds annoyed that he was reminded of his malfunction; he couldn't control his emotions, at all, and his actually had a 'heartbeat' which meant he wasn't able to go on stealth missions for he'd give away his team.

"I want to do a check up on it when you get back," with that Simon's voice whirs out, Alvin rolls his eyes in response.


Deep in the recesses of the base…

An eerie soft blue light casts upon the long concrete room, shadows flicker and dance along the walls that are scarred with age, voices quietly echo through the air bringing a creepy skin crawling feeling to the room.

Tubes, wires, and barrels, litter the floor, making it hazardous to anything that wants to move about the room, a small coffin like device sits in the middle of it all, cold white smoke spilling from the cracks and sweeping over the floor giving off the impression of a smoke machine.

A few humans adorn in dark clothes mill around, scribbling with their fingers across clear devices that glow a soft pale white, a newer high tech version of a clipboard, one draws closer to the coffin, holding the glowing clear device over it. A beam of blue light shoots out and harmlessly scans over the surface, making the top of the coffin like device crystal clear, allowing the other humans to step forward and peer at the creature nestled inside.

Lying peacefully within the coffin like device, an auburn furred chipette sleeps soundly, frozen in time with the hopes that one day the world can learn of peace again, that she may be able to show them and stop the impending doom that will totally destroy Earth, and mankind itself.


Soooooooo…yeah that's the story that was plaguing my mind and would've drove me insane if I hadn't have done something. Most likely I'll get a new chapter of Feral Heart and Demon Code up rather soon, maybe even in the same day. I'm terribly sorry for the long wait! I never meant to leave them like that and I hope you all can forgive and if not then you have my permission to throw bricks at me.

Any who thanks for reading this random story! If you like then review, fave, all that jazz and eat an Oreo because they love you.

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