Leroy and Demon II: Life After

By: Stitchfreak626

Chapter Four

Unexpected Death

An innocent person dies. Read to find out who!

Leroy's POV

I followed Richter inside. There wasn't much going on in there. Very unusual. I noticed a bunch of experiments staring at me as if I had a third eye or something. I was covering my cut with my paw, but that wasn't stopping the blood to flow more. Some pink blood was flowing down my neck and already staining my shirt. Yeah I was wearing a brown shirt and some jeans. I just like wearing clothes it's fun. Maybe when Damali is older me and her can play dress up. Of course I'll wear guy clothes. What do you take me for? Me and Richter were already in the back and he was unlocking a door with the words "Private" on it. He bent over his desk and took out some bandages. He gave me some and I went to the bathroom to wash up.

While I was in the bathroom, washing up, I felt tense all of a sudden. I felt as if something bad was going to happen like if someone was going to die. Maybe after what I been through really got to my head. I just had to relax. I threw some water at my face to calm myself. The water was cold and refreshing. It dripped down my face and drop by drop they splashed onto the smooth, tiled floor. I stared at my reflection. My fur all wet and soggy. My paws were gripping on the side of the sink. Tension controlled my body again. I felt numb. I don't know why but I felt fear and confused. The light started to flicker. Unusual of it. First it started to flick slowly and then faster. I looked back at the mirror.

The light flicked once more and an experiment appeared between flickers. My eyes grew bigger out of surprise and I slowly turned around to where the light switch was. No one was there. I looked back at the mirror and there she was. It was a female experiment pure black wearing a black cloak. Her yellow bewitching eyes were focused on me. She was grinning from ear to ear. I could hear faint chuckling and she said something faintly but I couldn't hear it. Then the lights stopped flicking and she disappeared.

"What the hell was that?" I said to myself. Surely, I must have been more shocked then I really was. I was delirious. Maybe my draining of blood affected my head. Yes, that was it. I was just shocked and drained of blood, I thought as I put the bandages onto my cut. I was calmly putting my bandage until Richter bust the door open panting.

"Vittles is dead!" he shouted. My premonition had come true.

…

I ran outside and saw an ambulance, of course the experiments who were once inside had disappeared. Two male experiments were putting a sheet covered table with a body into the back. I saw a purple arm hanging from it. Vittles. I saw Waffles roaring in agony and tears flowing down his face. I had never seen him cry. Phoenix and Pounder were trying to explain the situation to a female police.

"It happened all of a sudden," Pounder explained, "no gun shot or anything of the sort appeared. It just happened." The blue and black female wrote it down in her pad.

"This is very unusual. This is the 2nd one this week" the officer said. Phoenix and Pounder looked at each other and back at her, "the first one was just a little girl. None of us know her though, but it is strange." The female closed her pad and past by me.

"Did you see anything?" she asked me. By the way she said you I wasn't sure what to say. It sounded as if she was blaming me.

"No…I was inside" I explained. She eyed me carefully and then left into her car. The ambulance left with Vittles inside. I watched it disappear farther and farther till there was nothing.

"Calm down Waffles!" Richter growled as the massive male growled and pounded the ground with strength powered by anger and misery. Phoenix and Pounder seized him by grabbing his paws and pinning him to the ground. Waffles sniffled and silently muttered,

"who did this to you brother?"

"It's been a long night," I heard Richter say, "I think we should all go home."

…

I offered Waffles to come home with me. He was hurt badly. He and Vittles had been friends since they were created. They treated each other like brothers, like family. Waffles had always supported and been there for him. Now it was only a memory. He said nothing all the way. I decided to say something as I opened the door.

"Demon's going to be happy to see you" I said. He said nothing. His eyes were stained red. I walked into the dark home and turned on the lights. Waffles slowly walked in behind me and I told him to sit on the couch while I woke Demon up.

Of course she was up. It wasn't normal for me to come home from work early. It wasn't even tomorrow yet. She had a shock when she saw my bleeding neck. She made a drama but I had to calm her down slowly,

"I'm fine. There was just trouble at the job. Now calm down, we have a visitor" I calmly said. She silenced and followed me into the living room where Waffles was staring down at the floor.

"Waffles!" she said happily running up to him. She stopped midway when she noticed his didn't spring up with joy to greet her as he usually did. She looked back at me but I said nothing. "Waffles? Are you alright?" He said nothing. Demon walked up to her older brother and looked under his face and he looked up at her. He was tearing again and now it worried her. She looked back at me.

"What happened?" she demanded and noticed her other older brother wasn't with us, "where's Vittles-"

"Vittles…" Waffles growled and she stared back at him, "is with his family now." Demon didn't get it at first until he added, "with his precious, angelic girl and kids."

Demon's eyes widened in shock. I ran up to her when she almost collapsed onto the floor. She panted trying to catch her breath and I held her tightly. Waffles sobered even more.

"It happened all of a sudden and- and…" he paused as if trying to remember something, "I saw something before that." This caught my attention and Demon's for she stopped panting. Waffles gulped deeply and his paws were shaking. It must have been terrifying.

"It happened like…"

Flashback, Waffle's POV

Me and Vittles were just talking about what had happened. How you were attacked by that no good bastard Brad, and then we just stopped to check out the scene. Phoenix and Pounder were in the back I could hear them yelling out, "I see dead people!" Then they laughed. Me and Vittles couldn't help but chuckle out of their stupidity. Suddenly, Vittles gave a loud yawn and then the neon lights started to flicker.

"Ssstupid lightsss…" Vittles hissed. I chuckled and faced the scene ahead of me. The neon lights soon got lighter and flickered. I growled in annoyance. Then I saw someone. In front of us was a female experiment. Pure black! Ugly yellow eyes. She was tall and slender I had to admit but she was staring at Vittles. I knew she was staring at him because her black pupil slits were focused on him. She held a glowing thread and she was holding it with her sharp claws about to touch it.

"V-Vittles?" I muttered, freaked out.

"What-" before I knew he started to hiss and gag.

"Vittles!" I yelled. His tail thrashed the ground and I avoided getting jabbed by the tip. He crashed onto the ground motionless. I looked back at the female. She was chuckling and the glowing thread was cut. She vanished and the lights stopped flickering. I yelled out for Richter and to Phoenix and Pounder to call an ambulance.

End of Flashback. Leroy's POV

"That's what I remember" Waffles said. This scared me. He had seen a creepy black female. This was worse than I thought. Demon was sobering on my chest. She had loved Vittles like a brother as well. Now she had lost him. I had not known Vittles or Waffles long enough to accept him as a brother or anything. Just a friend. I just silently thanked God that it had not been me.

…

"It could have been you!" Demon scolded me. Obviously, she was worried. Waffles had left after the conversation and now it was Scolding Hour with your star host: Demon the best wife in the world! Me and her were sitting in the living room talking about the situation.

"Demon calm down. I'm fine! Stop worrying" I said.

"Leroy! How can I not worry? You're bleeding with a cut on your throat and you're telling me to not worry?! Honey I love you and I care about you so much!" she yelled hugging me tightly, "I'm so grateful you came home, alive." I loved her. She cared so much about my safety while I just tell her to stop. A day when I'm hurt and she's not there to tell me how worried she is would be a day without love. I'm grateful to have such a lovely mate. Now all that just whirred in my mind was that girl in the mirror. Who or what was she? And why Vittles?

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