[Starring Myth and Rush. I got the idea from a song xD Be prepared to undergo extreme corniness.]
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[C H A P T E R 1]
Rain padded down on the windowsill of an old house in the northern part of Allura at an early 8 AM hour. A light brown colored anthropomorphic lynx named Drift blinked her swampy green eyes a few times, cursing at the weather at least more than once. Being an anthromorph she really didn't have to worry about the cold, but hated it anyways. She finally opened her eyes, sitting up with her eyes wide open just glaring at the floor. She surely wouldn't miss this dump when they had to go again. Drift jumped off of the bed as silently as she could, grabbing her green and white goggles on the way out of the room and into the hallway.
"A little jumpy today, aren't we?"
Myth's gaze shifted to her older brother, Rush. The slightly older wolf sneered at her, making Myth roll her eyes until looking back at the floor again. He looked as a dark green in color and slightly alike because they were both obviously canine, but far different facial features than Myth with a scar on the back part of his cheek and mustard yellow eyes.
" What the h3ll do you want now?"
" Well, mother gave birth today, and lost the child...And her as well."
"Hmm..." The lynx blinked her eyes again, not looking affected by this at all. She couldn't help of thinking of Sonic. She had never met him before, but had heard of his heroic deeds over and over again by different people.
"So that means you'll just keep bugging me until you d- -"
A loud thumping on the door interrupted the conversation, a little ways to Rush's right. This seemed odd before the lynx thought of it.
D4mn! The soldiers!
Just as she'd expected. GUN. Her father didn't say a word coming down, and when the thumping sounded he dashed towards the back on all fours now and motioned for them to go before he left on his refused, and went toward the front where the soldiers were headed.
The door came down sounding like a bang, leaving Drift with a bloodthirsty look in her eyes and let out a deep growl from the bottom of her throat with her pupils turning into slits.
A werewolf? No, This was much different...
Rush gave a small and short gasp, before seeing Drift scamper on all fours now lunging at the soldiers, biting at one in the neck and another on one of his pressure points. One soldier shot at her, but it was useless. Blood was everywhere. In a matter of seconds, there was a multitude of corpses at her feet. She showed no emotion, and when eyes going back to normal she collapsed and blacked out. At any angle and way she turned to, Dead bodies. Everywhere...