I paced back and forth, my tail wagging nervously as I glanced at the door every so often. It had been two weeks! TWO WEEKS! They said they'd be back in an hour, but I haven't seen them since they left to go shopping. I haven't been let outside, or fed in that long, I've had to shamefully go to the bathroom in the house. I only went on the rugs though, so maybe when they got back they wouldn't be too mad... After all, they left me locked up! I gotta get out of here! My mind told me No! I have to wait for Tom and Anne! I can't leave! I argued with myself They're not coming back Cujo, they're gone, they left you to die! "NO" I barked furiously. Reason finally gave into my stubbornness, however, and I began to look for a way out. I tore through the house, looking for any open windows, but there were none. In panic, I began to gnaw on the side of the couch. The pressure felt good on my teeth, but it didn't help my situation. I barked, then howled then slammed into the door a few times. I went back once again to demolishing the couch, when I heard the glass break. Looking up, I saw a human...sort of anyway, he was crouched on all fours, like my guys walked, and had claws and he was growling. I hid behind the couch, thankfully he didn't see me. He was wearing a hoodie that covered most of his face, but I saw the razor sharp fangs that gleamed wickedly from his bloody maw. I whimpered uneasily, he smelled like...well, kind of like the sickness...humans call it rabies. I've seen it drive so many of my guys crazy, that I was afraid. He didn't smell exactly like the sickness, there was some differences that I can't describe. He crept down the hallway, sniffing about. I then remembered the window, my escape has been made for me! I ran for the window, I was free! Suddenly, I heard a sound that chilled my blood, a screeching roar permeated the air, I turned around, the jumper was gonna get me! I went into self defense mode and crouched. I waited till the right moment, and then I lunged upwards and grabbed his throat. He let out a startled snarl but I pinned him to the ground. I bit down harder, and warm, sweet blood gushed against the roof of my mouth. He let out a gurgling scream, and tried to fight me off, but he eventually died. I backed away, trembling, my tail between my legs. Uh oh, I'm not supposed to kill things! Tom and Anne will get mad, I'm a bad dog, I gotta get out of here! I ran, and swiftly lunged through the window. I didn't stop there, I continued running, and I didn't stop, no siree bob! I ran and ran until the dead jumpy thing and my home was far behind me, only then did I hide under a dumpster, as far back as I could go. They're gonna find me, and then I'll go back to the pound, They're gonna put me to sleep! I whimpered and curled up, shivering, I can't let them find me, I just can't! That's the last thought that ran through my mind before I slipped into a light slumber.
"Cujo! Here boy! Bring me the ball!" I ran up to Tom, he was a young man, his hair was cropped real short and red, and he had a mustache, and dropped the ball at his feet "You ready boy? Huh? You want the ball?" YES! I danced in a circle and dropped my belly to the ground, ears alert, my eyes never left that thing. He reared back and hurled it again! I WAS OFF! "Uh oh its goin over the fence!" Anne exclaimed with a laugh. No problem. I hurled myself over the fence and caught the ball before I even landed. I jumped back over and ran up to them. "Good boy!" He pet me and went on about how good I was. I licked his face. Anne stood there laughing as I grabbed Tom's flip flop and led him in a chase around the yard. He caught me, and hugged me while still laughing. I licked his face again. Suddenly he was hugging me to tightly. I felt the air rush out of me, and yelped. I looked back at Tom, but it wasn't him! It was the jumper! He smiled wickedly at me, blood dripping from his razor teeth. His blood red eyes shown with hatred and madness. He snarled! I looked to Anne for help, but she just stood there. "You're a bad dog Cujo! You killed someone and ran away, not to mention trashed my house. You will die now!" She growled.
I woke with a start, and smashed my head against the top of the dumpster. Stupid thing! I thought as I pulled myself out from under it. It was then, I realized, the city looked virtually destroyed, and everyone was just walking in the streets. This was just too weird.
A/N
So there's the first chapter. I would appreciate some reviews, criticism welcome, flames will be laughed at, any other review is fine. Tell me what you think, this is my first real story.