Perseus looked at the burning rubble of his home, the turrets broken and his diamonds stolen. Sighing, he shoves his supplies in his bag, before opening his secret door and taking his most priced positions. Leaving his home, he presses a button to blow it up, before running far from his base, to Wolf Co.
Bob welcomes him, letting him sleep in the generator room and cook his food on the wires from the windmills and solar generators. For the most part, Perseus was happy. He hid his anti-matter under the floor, not wanting his friend's co-worker, DarkWolf, to find it.
After one such day of checking his anti-matter stash, he noticed DarkWolf in the corner of the room, humping a wire. He approached the half-wolf and frowned. "Need some help there?" Perseus asked, wondering what he was doing. Then the half-wolf looked at the spartan leapt, pushing him to the ground and raping his ass until he died.
