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Faux the Wolf


Faux the Wolf
Chapter 1


Date: October 15th
Time: Approx. 0100 hrs.
Location: Undisclosed

It was dark, the sound of gunfire could be heard ahead of his path. He wasn't scared, he'd been in this position all too many times before. He didn't like combat, or fighting in general for that matter, he only did this to survive."Ha, risking my life to make a living. What a backwards way to live." He thought to himself. He watched as his unit made there way deeper into the
ensuing chaos. The bodies sprawled out left and right of him made him wish so badly that he wasn't here, almost anywhere else would be paradise, he didn't care. He just didn't want to be caught up in all the violence. There was nothing he hated more than seeing others suffer. So how the hell did he end up as a mercenary? He didn't know anymore, he didn't care anymore. All he knew is that he had finally had enough of it, and he wanted out.

"Deceiver, come in, over?" A voice called into his earpiece. "Faux, where are you?" It was a voice he knew well.

"I'm fine Breezy, I'm just a little ways behind you, I'm catching up as we speak" He spoke into his mic.

"Well hurry and get your slowpoke ass caught up to the rest of us." This time it was a male voice that came through the speaker.

"Sure thing, Cap. Don't get your feathers in a bunch." He replied. "All though, it is funny whenever you look like you just lost a fight with a hair dryer..." He snickered softly to himself.

"Haha, your a funny one blue boy, why don't you take that show of yours on the road." A deeper more gruff voice launched itself into his eardrum. "You'd make a killing, if bad your jokes didn't suck so bad."

"No one asked you Tank, just go back to smashing shit, that's only reason why your here." Of all the people that he could have been grouped with. What monster in the higher up's thought it would be funny to stick him with Hank, the most no-nonsense, zero humored, wannabe hero on the planet.

"Don't listen to him babe, he wouldn't know funny if a clown slapped him in the face with some big ass shoes." At least he had Cassie, the love of his life.

"Thanks Cass." He smiled as he thought about her. Cassie, he loved her so much, her soft white fur, she was one of the most beautiful creatures he had ever laid eyes on. But he also loved her because she reminded him of his mother, and sister. She had a soothing voice like a gentle breeze on a warm day, but should you wake up her wrath, you'd be confronted with a terrible storm. The bond between the two was strong, he knew nothing could ever come between them. He loved her, and she loved him.

"No need to coddle him, Snow, he's a big boy." Again the voice of Captain Talon came through his ear piece. Talon van Broven was considered to be the best of the best, top notch men in the Heaven's Hellions. He was a strong, courageous hawk. but even though he had a tough exterior, everyone knew he had a heart, behind his steel will. He knew how to get respect, he didn't demand it, he gave it. He treated his team like his own family. He was a father to all of them, At least to Faux, Talon was the only father figure he had, since his own had died, along with his mother, and unborn sibling so many, many years ago. It hurt him to think about, how much he missed them. He shook it off, there would be time to reminisce later, right now he had a job to do, not that he wanted to do it.

When Faux had finally caught up with the rest of his group, they were all sitting outside of a very large, very gorgeous manor estate. Faux felt that such beauty was wasted on the blood that was split to pay for it. "Glad you could finally join the rest of us, Deceiver." Talon spoke up as Faux approached. He had already switched into his "Time to take things seriously" mode that they all loved so much. "Now that we're all here, let's go over the mission one more time." He instructed. "Wizard, your job is to hack the bases' security system, hijack those camera's and be our eyes, understood?" He looked over at the panther, covered from head to toe in tech gear. Faux felt he looked like an android that just climbed straight out of some sci-fi flick

"Yessir." as all the reply he got. Jude the Panther was as quiet as they come. He never once, for as long as Faux knew him, had ever spoken more than three words, If that. Faux had to admit the guy was an absolute wizard when it came to technical things, hence the codename, such as security computers and the scanners/radios all of them where wearing.

"Snow, Tank, and I will clear out the guards while Deceiver sneaks in posed as the one we interrogated the other day, in order to get to the target. You should know what to do from there, right Deceiver?" He knew, he wished he didn't, but he most definitely knew. It made him sick to thing about it.

"Yessir." was all he could choke out.

"Are you sure you can handle it, or do you wanna run home and cry to your mum, tenderfoot?" Hank asked proud of himself. Faux ignored him, he hated when Hank brought up either of his parents knowing full well the kind of pain it caused.

"Fuck off, bull!" Cassie retorted, giving the bull the bird. Hank was as about the biggest guy you'd ever come across, but even he was struck with the fear of God, when he crossed little Cassie.

"If everyone would be kind enough to set this aside until the appropriate time, could we please get on with this so that we might get to go home?" Talon asked the group with an exaggerated sigh.

"YESSIR." came the simultaneous, and unanimous reply.

"Good, then everyone get into position and wait for Wizard to give the signal." He said as he nodded to the panther, who then in turn snuck off. The rest of then followed suit in different directions, leaving Faux alone to get ready for the part he was about to play.

Two minutes had passed since Jude gave the go ahead, but Faux was still waiting on the Captain to give him the all clear. "Ok, Deceiver, do your thing." The Captains voice rang in his ear, as if on cue.

"So it begins." he said to himself as he pulled out a strangely colored blue emerald. As it began to glow a dull white light engulfed Faux. When it dissipated, A fox in a guard uniform now stood in the very spot Faux the wolf had just been standing. "Ready Cap." Faux let out a hoarse whisper.

"Ok, kid. Go get this over with so we can go home."

"Yessir." The Fox replied. Faux was no ordinary wolf. He was special, he had a gift. He had been born with abilities that no one else had, or could comprehend. He himself didn't fully understand it, or good deed he must have done in some past life to deserve such a wonderful gift. All he knew was that he had it, how to use it, and that he felt like it was being used for all the wrong reasons, by all the wrong people. All he knew, is that he no longer had a say in what his gift was used for, and he hated he got closer to his target, he became ill with the thought of what was about to transpire. He was an assassin, a damn good one to, and he was here to fulfill that role. It wasn't the life he ever wanted for himself, or the one his parents would have wanted. The life that he had somehow gotten himself into, and had no way to get out. He hated the Hellions, no matter how much they tried to console with justifications for why they did what they did, he could never be pacified by there self-righteous stance. But he could do nothing about it, he couldn't leave, they'd hunt him down and no amount of trickery, nor his great illusionary prowess would keep them from finding, and killing him. If they didn't kill him they would make damn sure he couldn't escape again. So, he was stuck taking the lives of people he didn't even know. He didn't care what they had done to deserve it. That's what G.U.N. was suppose to be for.

When Faux finally reached his location, he swallowed his conscience, and overwhelming guilt, and opened the doors to his target's library. It was a very spacious room, with many tall bookshelves, each one filled with books of all manners of shapes and sizes. in the center of room was a very nice looking, and expensive looking desk. If he had to guess, he would have gone with Rosewood, but he wasn't there to admire the furniture. Sitting at the desk, was the target. An old coyote that went by the name of Arthur Readman. Faux wasn't one-hundred percent sure of the details of what landed this man in the sights of Hellion's, all he really knew was that it involved drugs, money, and mass murder. He had seen the pictures of the graves, bodies stacked upon one another, in fact that was an image he was quite sure he was never going to be able to get out his head ever again. It appeared as if no one was spared from there fate. Men, and women, boys and girls, human and mobian alike where dug up. It made Faux sick to his stomach to see such a monstrous deed. Before him sat the man responsible, he seethed with anger, but held on to his calm demeanor.

"Sir, the enemy has breached the base we need to get you to safety." He said with a voice that was not his own.

"Thank you Dagget." said the coyote sitting ahead of him, rising up from his seat. "Allow me to retrieve my granddaughter." He started walking over to one of the adjacent rooms. SHIT! Was all that came to Faux's mind. There wasn't supposed to be anyone else! Faux didn't know what do to, he was here for the old man, he wasn't allowed to kill women and children... Not that he would, even if it were allowed.

"What the hell is taking so long kid?" Talon's voice came over the intercom in his ear.

"He has to get his granddaughter." Faux replied placing a emphasis on the last word.

"SHIT!" came four voices all at once. "There wasn't suppose to be anyone else, that rat lied to us!" Talon replied with obvious venom towards the fox they had interrogated. The very fox Faux was impersonating.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" He called back.

"Excuse me, is there a problem, Dagget?" the old one asked.

"Um...Uh. No sir, it's just that... We uh... didn't realize that your granddaughter was with you?" Faux stated, praying to whatever god would listen that it would work, as he looked over at the small child.

"Intruder! You are not Dagget! Who are you impostor?"

"Of course." Faux sighed as he pulled his gun. "I've been found out! What do you want me do do?" He called to his unit. There was an uncomfortable silence for a couple of

seconds, then.

"Kill them both." Came back Talon's voice again. Faux couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"I can't. She's just a little girl." He yelled into the mic.

"That's an order Faust, do you hear me? Do it now, and do it quick, and get the hell out of there!" Faux was stunned, the Captain used his real name. He wasn't joking, he seriously wanted Faux to kill a innocent child.

"The bastard must of tripped some kind of alarm. We've been found out! Abort mission and get out!" Well, it seems Wizard did know how to speak. But, unfortunately for Faux, he was at a terrible impasse, caught between Hell and high water. If he didn't do it, he would surely be punished, but if he did he would never forgive himself. At that moment he did he only thing he could... In a panicked frenzy he ran, he ran and refused to look back. He couldn't bring himself to kill and innocent little girl. Everything inside of him knew it was wrong. He ripped of his radio, and continued running. He didn't know where he was going. All he knew was that he wanted out, and now he was.


-Author's Notes- *Please Read*

1.) As my first fanfic, I really want your guys' opinions, and please note that all reviews positive or negative (Please try to keep negative reviews constructive, thanks) will be taken into account, and I will try to work with them.

2.) Before I get to deep into this, should I get positive reviews *cough* I would like to mention that OC will be welcome to fill certain spots.

3.) Finally, I would like to get this out of the way now. This story take place 10 years into the future. Which means all characters will be there respective ages as of 10 years.

Hope you guys enjoy,
Faux the Wolf :)

P.S. If anyone with talent cares. I would really like a commission done of Faux to use as an avatar, (Particularly onedone by someone who can use Flash or another program to make him look like a legitimate character. Preferably Sonic X style) cuz I can't draw.