Hello all, it's me again! So before I let you all get to reading the next chapter, I have to say that I'll be trying to update the story as often as possible, and also any reviews/constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.

When Viktor finally woke up, all he saw was the clear blue sky and a few clouds. He pushed himself up into a sitting position and began to slowly look around, trying to figure out where he was. He seemed to be in a large field, an area that resembled farmland in the Midwest.

"Oh thank god. All that bullshit was just a dream. I must have had a little too much to drink, then stumbled out here and passed out." Viktor said to himself.

A small insect landed on his left arm and Viktor swatted it quickly, but came to a horrible realization.

He sat in shocked silence for several seconds before finally saying something. "W-Why do I have fur on my arm?"

He looked at his hands and noticed that he now had paws. "What the fuck happened to my goddamn hands?!" He yelped. Viktor quickly stood up, and began to walk backwards, but he tripped on something. "Ah shit!" He cursed, looking back at what he had tripped on. It was a long bushy tail.

Viktor was on the verge of a panic attack. He began to take long, deep breaths and eventually calmed down, clambering to his feet again. "Well at least I'm alive.." he said quietly.

As he looked himself over, Viktor saw that he had become a wolf, with jet black fur. He still retained his physique, tall and well muscled. "I suppose I've been through worse." He thought. "Although turning into a wolf wasn't exactly very high on my bucket list"

As he slowly came to terms with his new existence, Viktor remembered the deal that he had made. "Well I agreed to plunge a city into anarchy and chaos. But it's gonna be pretty difficult considering there isn't a city in sight." He remarked.

Viktor wandered to the edge of the field and found a small dirt road.

"Ever road has to lead somewhere, and any place is better than out here." He began walking the road until in the distance he saw a small farmhouse and what looked like a paved road. "God these people are gonna flip when they see a walking, talking wolf snooping around."

Inside the house, an aging rabbit looked out his window and spotted a huge wolf walking towards his house.

The old rabbit immediately ran and called the police. "Hello? I'd like to report that there's a wolf wandering around my property."

The operator on the other end seemed unfazed. "Well what's the problem?" She responded.

The rabbit was getting a little antsy. "Well normally just wandering would be fine, but the guy is ass naked"

The operator rolled her eyes. "Alright, I'll send two officers to check it out."

The rabbit hung up the phone and began to watch Viktor again.

It had been about ten minutes and Viktor began to hear sirens in the distance. "Well that's less than good". Viktor muttered. He began limping, like he had injured his leg. "I hope the cops fall for this, cause I'm gonna be in trouble if they don't." Viktor thought.

A minute later, a squad car pulled into the driveway, and a cheetah stepped out of the car. He stared at Viktor, a little shocked. "Um...Sir, are you alright?" He called.

"No! I think my leg is broken!" Viktor yelled back, doing his best to sound like he was in pain.

The officer was still a little apprehensive, the wolf looked strong.

But his morals told him he had help this man, strange as his situation was

"Alright, well I'm gonna help you, I'll get you to the hospital." The cheetah called.

Viktor watched as the police officer walked over and offered his paw. Viktor grabbed the outstretched paw, and yanked hard, pulling the man to the ground.

"Hey! What the fuck is wrong with you?" The officer yelled as he was pulled to the ground. The cheetah rolled over, only to immediately be pinned in place as the wolf got on top of him.

Viktor leaned forward, putting his elbow in the man's throat. "Well officer, there's a whole lotta shit wrong with me, but first I wanna know your name."

"It's...Simmons." The cheetah managed to croak. The elbow was being pushed into his throat with a lot of force and it was getting hard to breathe.

Viktor smiled evilly. "Well officer Simmons, it's just not your day, because gonna kill you." Viktor slowly reached down and took Simmons' sidearm and stun gun. He then helped Simmons to his feet.

"What are you doing?" Simmons asked nervously.

"Well it's not any fun if you don't fight back." Viktor said calmly.

"You want me to fight you?" Simmons whispered.

"Hm now that I think about it, you probably won't put up a decent fight."

Viktor said.

"S-So are you going to let me live?"

Simmons asked, trying to slowly inch away from the terrifying wolf.

"Yeah, I don't think so." Viktor said slowly, suddenly lashing out with his long arms, hitting Simmons in the throat and crushing his airway.

Simmons stumbled back, grabbing his throat. He tried to take a breath but only managed a painful wheeze.

He collapsed, looking up at the wolf standing over him. The wolf's eyes were lifeless, and he actually looked amused.

Viktor stood and watched Simmons struggling to breathe. After about a minute, the officer lay still. Viktor prodded Simmons with his foot, and got no response. "Well that was disappointing, he didn't even beg for his life." Viktor said to himself.

"What the hell did you do, you maniac!?" A voice yelled.

Viktor looked up to see an elderly rabbit standing on the porch of the farmhouse. "I killed officer Simmons."

Viktor replied calmly.

"Well why the fuck did you do that?"

The rabbit yelled.

"Because I could." Viktor replied. He then raised the pistol he took from Simmons and fired two rounds. One bullet hit the rabbit's leg, the other hit his chest.

The rabbit collapsed to the floor and began coughing violently, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

"Go to hell!" The rabbit yelled, coughing up some blood.

Viktor slowly walked over and kneeled down, placing the muzzle of his gun under the rabbit's chin.

"You first." He whispered, firing the gun.

Viktor walked over and took Simmons' uniform. "Time to find me a city." He said to no one in particular. He then got in the police cruiser and drove away.

Thanks for reading! And I will see you all in the next chapter.