Author's Note:

Hello, I'm Inked and I hope you enjoy my first story here on FanFiction and if you have any advice I'd love to hear it, flames are ok...so long as they're not extremely rude, like if I make a mistake or something please kindly point it out.

Also the munks and ettes kind of look like a mix of their cartoon and CGI forms, but you're welcome to view them however you want, just keep the thought in mind.

Thank you!

The cold air bites at the tops of her cheeks and the very tip of her nose, she shivers and tries to tug the dark pink scarf higher but to no avail, "I hate cold weather,"

Her younger sister shifts her bag against her hip, violet hued eyes scanning a map in her paws, "I know Brittany but we need to find the shop before it closes...Ms. Miller needs those herbs for dinner," The dark mocha furred chipette glances to her left, "Ellie are you sure it's in this area?"

The youngest of the three looks away from the warm looking shop she had been peering into, her own light blonde cheeks nipped a bright pink beneath the soft short fur covering her face, "I'm sure, it's next to a bar...or maybe it was next to a music shop?" she fixes a pigtail before hurrying back to their sides.

"Let's just keep walking, we'll warm up faster that way,"

"Jeanette!" Brittany cries, her bright blue eyes a light with annoyance, "It's freezing and I think it's starting to snow! Can't we just order some pizza and make whatever the hell we're making tomorrow?"

Jeanette sighs and ignores her, "I see it," She says shortly as she leads the way, leaving her older sister standing by the bus stop.

She didn't understand why all three of them had to go and fetch the ingredients , she didn't even know what the shop looked like.

Huffing the auburn furred chipette stuffs her paws in deeper to the warm sanctuary of her coat, perhaps she was being a bit too fussy...they were probably just as cold as she is.

Brittany hunches her shoulders and hurries in the direction her siblings had gone, taking note of the tiny sprinkle of flurries slowly drifting down around her, the sight makes a small smile play across her lips as she quickens her pace.

She didn't see the stranger until the last second, his shoulder knocks against her own painfully, sending her wheeling back and crashing to the cold ground, the impact jarring her vision momentarily as the man leans down quickly, cupping a gloved hand around her upper arm to haul her upwards.

"I-It's ok I can stand," Brittany says, hoping the stranger would get the hint and release her arm, but he doesn't, instead it seems his grip tightens till the point that she flinches and begins to try to pry his fingers off.

"Hey let go!" She shouts, anger fueling her to lash out with her new snow boots, catching the man in his shin as her frantic gaze sweeps the sidewalk around them, hoping that the other shoppers will take notice and help her.

Only there aren't any other shoppers...

She whips her head up to try and get a glimpse of the man's face, but the lighting in this area is weak, and the snow heavy clouds block out the last dying rays of sunlight.

The fear slams into her like a freight train just as the man suddenly shoves her, sending her crashing into a pile of trash cans, she cries out in pain as her body lands against the solid metal and a knee slams into the soft skin of her stomach, nearly making her heave as a gloved hand fists itself into her hair and yanks her head back painfully making her scalp throb.

"L-let me go! W-Why are you doing this?!" She can feel the burn of tears in her throat but she refuses to cry, not in front of her attacker...the fear grips her again as she realizes what he might have planned for her...she squeezes her eyes shut.

"Blood,"

The single word barely registers in her fear clouded mind as her scarf is pulled tightly around her neck, slowly cutting off her oxygen as something sharp presses against her belly.

The pain rushes through her like hot water, burning beneath her skin and making every nerve bristle and cry out in a chorus of agony.

The world around her fades all too quickly, and she faintly wonders if her sisters found the little bakery beside the music shop.

Did she die? Will she make it? What about that strange man?

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Farewell, until the next chapter.