Different Beginings

A/N: I normally have a clear set route for my stories, but this one I only have a few chapters written (from random points in the story). But I have been having trouble finishing any idea I get, so I've decided to upload this story to force myself to finish it.

Warnings:

Mature themes
Violence
Swearing (The story just didn't work without it, sorry)
This story does not have the S/T pairing, however sequels will.

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Chapter 1 - Freak of Life

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The young fox ran, on all fours, quietly through the alleyways. He was scared, and rightly so. He knew what would happen if he was caught. He silently entered a dark alley, he had to get to somewhere safe before he was found.
He ran around a corner and saw, up ahead, a dead end. He realised that, in his panic, he'd turned the wrong way through the labyrinth of alleyways which littered the area. He span around to back track but found himself face to knees with those he'd been trying to avoid.
They didn't waste any time and he was forced against the wall, his light body twisting awkwardly as it hit. He crumpled to the ground and tried to escape, but two of his enemies were already holding his weak body down

"It's time for your treatment" The largest of them coldly told him as he moved closer. He whipped out a knife and slowly slid the knife gently along the whimpering fox's skin. Miles vainly tried to escape but it was no use. they were holding him too tightly. He twisted himself trying to escape but froze as he felt the knife slowly move along his skin again. He knew that if he moved at all the knife would go straight into him, and yet he knew that if he didn't he would have the blade cutting him anyway.

He stayed perfectly still as he felt the knife brush against his skin.
"You are completely under my control, Freak" The knife holder told him as he was teased. "You think you're better than us, don't you? Parading around with that mutant tail. But, you know something, everybody hates you. They absolutely despise you. We know that you are the reason for everything bad that happens"

The panicking fox scanned his attackers and realised that he still had a chance to escape. He twisted away from the teasing blade of the knife and kneed his captor between the legs, instantly removing the restraining hands that were previously holding him in place.

He jumped between the legs of one of the gang members and ran as quickly as he could through the alleyway, his breathing harsh in his ears. He was already exhausted and the only thing keeping him moving was the memory of the knife slowly, teasingly brushing through his fur.

The young fox managed to keep up this pace until he had managed to escape into the untamed wilderness that surrounded the city, far away from his attackers.

He didn't even look around, or search for a better location, he just let his arms and legs give way and he was soon face down on the ground, fast asleep.

He would eventually reawaken and, for better or for worse, his life would never be the same.

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A/n: Aww, poor tails. As soon as I get a review, I will update.