Disclaimer: I do not own All Dogs Go to Heaven or any of its characters featured in this fanfiction. The rights to the All Dogs canon belong to MGM, if I'm not mistaken. Fan characters including Keith Wiles however are mine and should not be used without permission.
An All Dogs Go to Heaven Fanfiction
A Soul's Price
Chapter 10: The Special Dog Naomi
As the two best friends walked out into the sunlight, David greeted them. Itchy now had his brass knuckles on his paw and a Seraph Collar around his neck. "Welcome back, guys!" he said. "But… where are the others?"
Itchy lowered his head and held his cap over his heart, covering his aqua green tattered vest. "Let's just say that Keith guy wasn't as much as a bad guy after all…"
David's eyes widened. "Keith…? He's… he's…"
Charlie shook his head. "No, but he will be if Annabelle doesn't get some help from upstairs, and quick. Paul, we need to get to La Fleur Den. Do you know where that is?"
"Of course", said Paul. "I've driven Keith a few times before. But, what for?"
"Annabelle said that's where we'll meet his girlfriend"
"His…? I wonder… well, okay, come in, and wiener dog, from the way you're scratching, please, don't get fleas in my car!"
Paul drove as fast as he could under the speed limit to where La Fleur Den was found. Charlie jumped out, and Paul had to help Itchy out of the car due to his short legs. The two dashed in and looked about.
"Hmm", said Charlie. "Wonder what this Naomi girl looked like…"
"Looking for me?" sounded a voice in Charlie's head. It sounded as if the voice came from right next to him. What was going on? It, like Keith, had a Brooklyn accent though, and that's all Charlie knew about the odd voice.
On a stool, a dog spun around. She was a Siberian Husky-Wolf mix, wearing a green collar and red baseball cap which was turned backwards. At her hind paws was a baseball bat, more specifically a Louisville Slugger.
"Lemme repeat myself", said the female dog. "Looking for me?"
Charlie and Itchy nodded. Naomi must have heard their voice with her powerful ears. They padded over to Naomi, who hopped off her stool.
"Hey there", greeting the husky-wolf. "The name's Naomi Thorn, and you are… oh my days! You two! I know you two! You're Charlie and Itchy!" She smiled and then said with amazement, "Oh, if only I actually kept an autograph book! What's up?"
Charlie raised an eyebrow. "So you're Naomi Thorn, uh?"
Itchy added, "Ya know Charlie, Annabelle was right when she said Naomi was special. Heheh". Suddenly Itchy felt himself stumble back. It was as if someone pushed him, but it came out of nowhere.
"So anyway", said Naomi, "What do you need me for?"
"…understood", said Naomi, after she heard the whole story. "Poor Keith… well, let's go. I'll know where that Antonio jerk is in a moment".
The gang exited to meet up with David and Paul, Naomi dragging her bat with her. As they were outside, Naomi called out, "Aha!"
"Do you know where they are?" asked Charlie.
"Yes, but it's some place we can only access on foot", said Naomi. "Do either of you two know about the Subterranean City?" All the others shook their heads. "It's in an old subway route, and was dug out quite a long time ago. Used to be this huge underground laboratory, really. It's been long since abandoned and later turned into the City as it's known today. There is a small hole you have to go through to access the city, and it's covered by a false wall. It really is small, though; I think only a skinny kid like that blonde human can get through"
"Well, you heard the girl", said Itchy. "Step on it, Paul, and let's gooooooo!"
"Is this it, Naomi?" asked Charlie some time later. He stood in a dank, unused subway route at what seemed to be an ordinary wall.
"Positive", said Naomi. "Now, watch". She walked over and rapped her knuckles on a hollow-sounding part of the wall in the old-fashioned 'Shave and a haircut, two bits' way. A few seconds later, something moved the panel away. There was a metal chute which acted as a slide. Naomi slid down in, followed by Charlie, Itchy, and David. Upon landing on a large cushion, Naomi held out a paw and said, "And this… is the Subterranean City!"
The whole 'city' was candle-lit, and there were all sorts of animals and booths everywhere in the long hallway. All sorts of services, from food salesmen to weapons dealers to even Blackjack tables and 'professional' grooming were in the long hallway.
"Wow!" said Itchy. "Whodathunk there was a place like this under San Francisco?"
"That's why you've never heard of it, silly!" said Naomi. "Now, come on, you guys, let's go!"
As the group walked forth and opened the door to the next part of the city, they were suddenly jumped by a dog wielding a switchblade. Naomi's reflexes caused her to throw her paws forth. As if by magic, a fireball shot from her hands and exploded, engulfing the assailant in flame. Naomi then swung her bat down and with one hit knocked out the deprived bandit.
David, Charlie, and Itchy's jaws had all dropped. "Oh, yeah", said Naomi. "I forgot to tell you. I am psychokinetic. That means I have psychic powers". Soon David heard her words in his head; she used her telepathy to talk to him instead of normal speech, which David could not comprehend. "Don't ask me how, I just do. I can't remember anything about my life to be honest up till about a year ago. Now, come on, the flames died down as soon as they came. Let's go find Antonio".
As Naomi walked away, Itchy blinked, whistled, and finally said, "Well, that Naomi really IS a special girl, huh Charlie?"
