Anybody ever wanted me to write some really gory stuff, just let me imagine getting my paws on anyone who does something like this….You're gonna need some fluffy brain bleach after this and I won't be keeping the theme around…..
Throughout history there have been thousands upon thousands of deaths, more than can be counted by the wages of singular wars that have been caused by those believing they are following the lines of a religious script. That is not to say that religion is to blame as all religions have had this problem, it is to say people have interpreted them in their own twisted ways and used them for their own purposes or ignorance, blaming a religion or using it as an excuse to act upon the most evil of intentions and justifying corrupt actions through a written word. Someone asked when I started this story how the Gods would get involved. The simple truth is they don't need to when there are mortals who will interpret the Scrolls of Odin to fit their own thoughts and beliefs using them to find their own means of what they believe is correct.
Edited by Brutus Deagon; Thank you.
The Broken Mould; Broken
Savage Garden; Break Me Shake Me
The red vixen looked out from behind the curtain between the two sections of the bar eyeing the extra silver tod who was currently trying to drown himself in all the liquor and empty glasses on the table in front of him. "How long has he been here?" she asked a figure in the shadows behind her.
"A few hours, since about noon," a raspy voice laced with age and the harshness of a smoker's voice answered. She looked back to see a glint of light flash over eyes that were hidden in the darkness. "We've been waiting here for him for years. You remember what to do?" he asked as he snuffed out the cigarette in his paw.
The vixen raised her brow before her tail slashed and she turned fully towards him with a coy smile "I have been waiting forever too, how could I forget?"
The male chuckled as he leaned back into the darkness "We only have one chance at this Evelyn, if you fail it will ruin all our plans," he said as his voice took on a dark edge.
The vixen rolled her eyes as she folded her arms over her chest "I can handle this. I've been waiting years and this was supposed to happen what- nine years ago? I'm tired of waiting."
The male in the shadows chuckled as she frowned "Very well, but remember, you are inexperienced and he is not. Listen to the words he speaks carefully vixen. If he is open at all you will hear it in his voice and words. I am uncertain of the events that caused him to be here, but do not bring up anything that may make him remember what he has left."
She smiled at the darkness as her tail swayed behind her is a lazy arc "That's what I have this for right?" she asked as she held up the vial filled with purple liquid and shook it playfully towards him.
He sat forward a little faster than she expected and she started as his voice came out low and dangerous "Do not underestimate that tod or overestimate what you hold. It will only take you so far. It may be enough to get everything started but the other material you have must be placed directly on his tongue, with no other materials to inhibit its effects. Do not fail us Evelyn," he growled as his eyes flashed again. The vixen bowed her head carefully before she looked back out at the silver fox who was resting his eyes in his palm as his elbow sat on the table.
"Anything else I need to know? Will you be here if I need you?" she asked carefully as she kept her eyes locked on the fox sitting behind the other side of the curtains. The shadows seemed to dance around the male hidden within them when she looked back to him again as he laughed.
"I will stay here and watch. He cannot see me or may recognize me from his past. Use the keywords we have planted in him and remember what you have been told about his past." A dark red furred paw reached out of the shadows and took the vial she was holding pouring it into another glass filled with cloudy alcohol. "Make sure he drinks all of it Evelyn. Once you have him alone use the other materials. He will become aggressive and be taken over by primal drives. If you cannot handle him until we get there I will not be able to help you. The future depends on one night, and you will not have a future if you fail me." The vixen swallowed as she took the brandy glass and nodded before she rushed from the room towards the silver tod hidden in a booth away from the rest of the bar.
"Trying to drown your sorrows sugar?" Nicholas looked up to see an attractive younger looking vixen smiling down at him before she slid into the booth opposite of him. He curled his lips frowning at her as she started putting the empty glasses on a tray that had been left at his table and slid a milky purple drink in front of him.
"Something like that," he said as he shook his head and looked at the glass.
"Something wrong with accepting a drink from a pretty girl?" She asked as she smiled at him and he looked up at her with pursed lips.
He pointed across the bar and she looked back to see a table filled with several young tods laughing and joking with each other before she turned to face him again. "You'd have more luck over there Darlin'," he said as he held up his left paw and spun the ring on his finger as he scowled at her.
She half giggled as she cast her eyes away from him and shook her head. "I don't think my brothers would think the same thing," she said and looked up to see him cringing.
"Sorry, I didn't know."
She shook her head as he looked to the side of the booth "It's alright. I'm not looking for anything like that anyway."
Nicholas looked up to see her with a sad look on her face as she sighed and seemed to be examining the table. "You're a little young to be in here aren't you? Why aren't you with some of the foxes closer to your own age?" he asked as he furrowed his brow and looked her over.
She let out a shallow laugh as she shook her head "Misery loves company I guess," she said as she looked back at him. He tilted his head as his brow lowered in confusion and she looked back at the foxes who were sitting at the table again and let her shoulders drop. "They don't really know who I am in the front of the bar, except my brothers anyway. They keep me in the back where the more," she looked around for a second in thought before she shook her head "Rowdy customers stay." She curled her lips in disgust as she huffed. "Slimy bastards."
Nicholas heard her mutter as her fists curled into a ball. He looked up to see two of the tods at the table looking at her with contempt as they threw back a shot and she turned in time to cast her eyes away from them as she shrank into the booth a little further.
"Looks like I'm not the only one with problems at home," he said as she looked back at him.
She scratched her arm nervously as she cast her eyes to the side "If that is what you could call it," she almost whispered as he lifted a brow at her again. She smiled at him as she shrugged.
"Might as well tell me Darlin, it's not like I have anything better to do right now and if all you want is company I think I'm in need of some too," he said as he shrugged in return.
She tilted her head as she looked at him "I didn't come to tell you my sob story, just thought you looked like you felt the same and figured we could share a drink," she said.
He looked at the glass in front of him and then to the empty table in front of her. "I don't see how we are sharing a drink if I have one and you don't," he said almost bitterly as he looked back at her. His frown deepened as she cast her eyes away. "You aren't old enough to drink are you?" he asked as his lips curled under further.
She giggled as he shook his head scowling. "Thanks for the flattery but I'm old enough, I'm not that young," she said as she looked back at the other table and Nicholas saw one of the tods throwing her a glare filled with so much malice and hate he thought he might catch fire just for sitting with her. He looked back to see her shoulders fall again as she looked back at him. "I'm not really welcome here," she said and he looked at her waiting for her to finish. She sighed heavily as she leaned over the table and tried to hide the words she was saying as she kept a cautious eye on the table across the room.
"I am the daughter of a whore," she said as her voice wobbled and he looked back at the other tods shaking his head. "They aren't my real brothers," she said as she whispered and lowered her head. "More like fifth cousins removed or something like that. Their mother never had any girls and her mate allowed her to take me after my mother was killed." She lowered her head as she looked back at the floor. "Then their mother died a few years after they took me in and they have never let me forget that I am worthless and never belonged with them. They expect me to be nothing and treat me the same. Keep me back there out of the better clients view so no one will see me except the sleaze bags."
Nicholas looked at her and frowned as his head fell "I'm sorry. That's no way to live." He said as he leaned forward and shook his head.
She scoffed as she rolled her eyes "Living, wouldn't that be an adventure," she said as she curled her fingers.
Nicholas shrugged his shoulders "You are young, things can change," he said and looked back at her to see her with teary eyes as she fiddled with her claws.
"Maybe I was naive enough to believe that once but not anymore," she sniffed as she lowered her eyes again.
He shook his head as he chuckled "There is always hope for the future. Someday you will have a family of your own and look back at this and it will just be a bad memory."
She looked back at the table again and his eyes shifted to see the tods giving her a dirty smirk as her eyes swelled again and she turned away as she fought tears again. "I can't have kits. I will never have anything normal. Not after they had that problem fixed," she said as her breaths came faster and he grit his teeth as he stared at her.
"You mean they," he growled as his muscles tensed and she grabbed his wrists as he tried to stand pulling him back into the booth as the tods at the other table started laughing.
"Please," she whispered as she glanced back at the other table. "I have enough problems with them as it is. I just want to sit here and have a friendly conversation and do something that feels a little like what everyone else gets to do everyday," she pleaded as he let his muscles relax.
Nicholas stilled his breathing as he sat back at the table again and tapped his claws before his arm shot up to call the bartender. A sleek looking Dhole female came to the booth with a tipped ear as he looked back at the damaged vixen across from him. "Bring the lady a drink please," he said as she lifted her eyes and he handed the bartender a twenty.
"What is she drinking Sir?" the barmaid asked and he pointed to the drink she had slid in front of him. The red vested female hummed and returned with a similar glass she sat in front of the vixen who looked up at her smiling. "Purple passion for the lady Sir," she said before she walked away.
Nicholas looked to see the tods frowning as they stood from the table shoving it away before they left the bar. He sent them all a beaming smile as they walked past them. "Thank you," she said as she smiled softly.
He raised the drink to her and she raised her own. "To all the fucked up foxes," he said and she giggled as they both threw back their drinks.
"Do you mind if I ask you why you are trying to drown yourself here?" she asked and he shrugged his shoulders.
"Not getting what you need from your other half?" she asked and he shook his head as he chuckled and looked to the floor.
"Actually, it's exactly the opposite," he said as he lowered his eyes. She cocked her head to one side as he looked back to her and sighed.
"She gave me everything. The whole fucking world," he shook his head again and frowned. She lifted her brows at him confused as he plopped his jaw into his open palm. "I just wanted something…"
""Normal,"" they both said and locked eyes as she giggled and Nicholas laughed at their shared comment.
A chuckle echoed through the shadows as a drink was drawn from the table into the darkness "Good girl," he chortled as he watched them starting to have a conversation that had the silver fox relaxing into the booth as he leaned over the table towards the vixen. Several drinks were thrown back and his smile grew each time the silver tod started waving his paws around in an elaborate display of conversation the vixen was enthralled in.
She kept her ears perked towards him and eyes locked into his as she giggled and laughed at his comments. "I'm Thana Campell. You aren't worried about getting into trouble after you leave here being seen with me?" she asked and his chest bounced as he shook his head.
"Nicholas Wilde, and I'm married Darlin', not blind or dead," he chuckled as her eyes cast to the side and a blush crawled through her cheeks as her ears flicked.
The dark figure in the shadows teeth gleamed in a flash of light as he leaned forward and motioned to another mammal. "Do it now," he leaned back into the darkness again as the mammal in front of him beamed an evil smile and left through the open curtains towards the table.
The vixen gasped as a tan furred paw snatched her by the wrist and hauled her from the booth. "Where ya been sweet lips?" The hyena slurred as he pressed her into the wall next to the booth.
She yanked her paw away as she hissed in pain and grit her teeth "I told you I'm not like that. Leave me alone," she seethed as she looked up at the large male.
The spotted predator cackled as he stumbled and Nicholas shot from his seat, the smell of alcohol wafting off the hyena had him crinkling his nose. "That ain't what I heard from your Daddy and brothers," he spat as he leaned towards her and she shrank back as her face tilted away from his teeth.
"The lady is with me," Nicholas stepped between her and the larger carnivore who curled his lips at the fox.
"Lady?" he laughed as he looked at the vixen who was frowning as her eyes closed and she turned her head.
The hyena laughed as he nodded his head "That's alright, I'll just follow you home and get you later." Nicholas growled before he threw a fist into the larger predators jaw. The vixen's eyes widened as the other male's head shot to one side while his tongue lolled out of his mouth before he spun and fell flat on his chest in front of the silver fox.
Nicholas looked down at him in a growl that curled his muzzle up as his canines poked over his vibrating gums while he shook the paw that had knocked the hyena out cold. "Jackass," he spat as he shook his head and turned to see the vixens eyes locked behind him. When he turned he found several growling maws and eyes locked on him and he grabbed her by the paw and ran out the door dragging her behind him.
"Wait!" she said as he bolted around a corner with her into an alley. He cupped a paw over her muzzle as he backed into the shadows and behind a large dumpster that had boxes and several mattresses piled up around it.
They both held their breath as a small group of mammals rushed past them screaming, "Where the hell did he go?" one voice said as another hissed back "Wait until I get my paws on that little bitch." Nicholas peered around the debris to see the spotted male he had decked wiping blood from his chin and he looked around wildly before he shot off in the same direction the others had rushed in.
A booming thunder cracked through the air as lightning flashed in the distance. He let out a breath as his paws fell and the vixen who was in front of him looked around nervously before she grabbed his paw and rushed up the stairs on the side of the building. He was shaking his head as she reached the top. "They'll be back." She fumbled a key from the skirt she was wearing and when he heard the stomping coming back towards the alley he sucked in another breath as his heart slammed in his chest. She pulled him into the dingy room and closed the door quietly locking it before she pressed him against the wall and cupped her paws over his muzzle shaking her head at him. He looked around and the sight of the packed store boxes and a mattress covered in dingy sheets left him unsettled as he caught her scent coming from the poor excuse of a home made in the large store room as wide as the building. His ears flipped back as he looked down at her and then perked back up as he heard the voices in the alley below.
"How the fuck did we lose them?" someone growled and he heard several things getting tossed around before another growl echoed through the narrow passage.
"It fuckin' stinks in here damn it, I can't smell nuthin' but all the stinkin' trash and the rain that's coming," another voice growled as his face scrunched up and she turned her head in a grimace.
"Yeah, well that pretty little bitch and worthless tod ain't gonna be smellin' nothing but their own blood and when I ram my fists down their throats." Nicholas wrapped his paws around her shoulders when he felt her shiver and she cringed as he shook his head and cupped her muzzle again as she whimpered.
"Did you hear that?" he heard someone say and Nicholas held his breath as they all started laughing.
"Who said you got first crack anyway?" another voice said as he heard stomping on the stairs.
"Cause I got a fuckin' bloody lip that's why. I'll share!" he heard the same hyena say as they all started cackling again. His muscles tensed when he felt the door jiggle behind him and he swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched the handle move back and forth. "BOLT!" someone screamed from the other side of the door. "It the five-0!" another voice whispered as he heard them scrambling down the stairs. His heart was hammering in his chest and everything fell quiet as he turned.
The vixen shook her head silently as he reached for the door knob. "They won't go far, the cops only drive by here once in a while and never stick around," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around herself and leaned against the door beside him. He looked at her and she turned her head as he gave her a remorseful grimace. "It's my life, I'm used to it," she said as she shrugged and held one paw out away from her arm.
"You're hurt," Nicholas said as he took hold of one of her paws and saw the dark red streaking across her paw pad. He looked around the dingy room not seeing anything suitable to wipe it off with as she shook her head.
"It's no big d-" the vixen froze as he lifted her paw to his mouth and ran his tongue over it before his eyes squeezed together and his paw slammed to wall behind her as he cringed.
"That's not blood. What did you get into?" he gasped as he shook his head trying to clear the dizzy fuzz that was taking over his mind and the bitter taste that took over his mouth and sinuses.
"Are you alright?" she asked as she looked up at him and he opened his eyes when she placed a gentle paw on his cheek. Her breath caught when his eyes narrowed on her and his pupils turned to slits as he growled and wrapped a paw around her neck shoving her into the door.
"You," he grunted as he clenched his eyes together again. The vixen gasped as he shook his head like he was trying to remove a bag from it before she held her paws out pleading. "What did you do?!" he silver fox was panting as his heart rate skipped and fire surged through his veins as he tried to catch his breath and not choke her to death.
"Please," she swallowed as his eyes landed on her again.
"This is a lie?! All of this!" he shook his head staggering back before he stumbled over some crates and the vixen frowned as he rolled over clutching his head growling before she opened the door. Several hyenas followed by a red fox walked in watching as he rolled on the floor before he snarled and shook himself looking back at them through eyes that had lost their thoughts.
The dark figure chuckled as Nicholas' fur bristled and stepped aside when he jumped. "Take care of that boys. Don't leave any permanent marks on him. The only ones I want to really show through are the ones she leaves on him."
Several yelps echoed through the large store room as they tried to get a handle on the fox who was snarling and snapping at them while he was actively jumping and hitting each of them in a savage state. "Damn he's strong for a fox!" The hyena huffed as he tried to get a grip again and jolted back as Nicholas snapped his jaw barely missing taking a chunk out of the larger predators arm.
"Manny, Just get a hold of him!"
"Damn Boss what the hell did you give him?!"
The dark figure growled as he shook his head while the other hyenas were wrestling to get the fox off the hyena he had on the floor. Manny cringed as Nicholas' jaws snapped close enough to his face to grab his whiskers as his claws dug into his chest. "FUCK! GET HIM OFF!" he threw his paw up to shield his face and barked out a half scream as the fox chomped into his paw. One of the other hyenas threw a bag over his head and Nicholas tried to snap blindly before the four others had wrestled the growling snarling tod to the ground. "Boss?" Manny panted as he stood from the floor clutching his paw where the fox had bitten into his fingers. "What did you give him?"
The dark figure tilted his head grinning as he watched the hyenas finally lock the silver fox down. "Doesn't really matter does it Manny? It doesn't increase strength by very much. But it will make him forget almost everything that happened just before this and he won't remember what happened while he is here. The only thing that is important is what he thinks happened." He motioned to the vixen and nodded towards the fox. She took a few hesitant steps cringing as she stepped beside him. "Get on with it Evelyn, I want to get this over with and we need to get out of here. This has gone on long enough." He motioned to the hyenas and they jerked his head back causing him to snarl again as she stepped over his chest and straddled his hips. The dark figure behind her let off an ominous growl and she cringed as she raked her claws through his chest leaving scratches through his fur before he gave a glance to the hyena holding his head.
She looked back just in time to see the dark figure scowl at her before she darted forward and bit into his shoulder causing him to let off a ferocious growl. The vixen jumped back as the hyenas started having to struggle with him more and she was heaving as the dark figure stepped closer pulling the bag over his head taught before he pulled a vial from his pocket pouring it through the fabric. After only a few minutes the fox went still and he tilted his head as he pulled the material from his face and shook his head. "Clean him up, along with his clothes. Same thing as downstairs and the other rooms." The dark figure said as he shoved his paws into his pockets "Then burn it to the ground."
The hyena tilted his head as he looked back at his boss. "What else did ya give him boss?"
The dark figure sighed "This, just something that will keep his blood pressure high and keep him wound like a clock. Get this place taken care of. There's blood everywhere. We take no chances Manny. Clean it just like downstairs so if forensics come in here they have nothing to find. I don't care if they know the fire was set if there is nothing else to find, and make sure nothing in this room survives." The spotted male grunted as he turned and made his way back down the stairs leading the vixen by the arm. The dark mammal stood watching the silver fox for a few minutes before he bent at the knees again and pulled another vial from his pocket. He poured a clear substance into the silver foxes mouth and clenched a paw over his muzzle as he scowled at the unconscious male. A few seconds of watching the silver fox trying to cough until he swallowed what was in his mouth had him grinning again as he stood back up. "Can't have you having any more little trists can we? It's a shame I won't be there to see what's left of you break before you fall."
The hyena returned with a slew of other mammals as the dark figure stood and turned. He was barking orders again as several of them carried the unconscious tod into another room. "Make sure none of his fur gets into the drains Manny," he said before he stepped out onto the fire escape and walked up the stairs onto the top of the building. He stood there looking over the vast desert that lay around the other sparsely scattered buildings and smiled in satisfaction as he watched the large van pull away from the scene. He was looking back towards the city lights when a voice cleared behind him. "Is it done?" he asked.
Manny barked out "Better than it could be boss."
The hyena was wide eyed at the genuine smile and glowing eyes that met him, the shocking sight had his own chest puffing up as he folded his arms over smiling back at him. "Years Manny, we've been waiting for this for years and now it's finally real. All I have to do now is get rid of that damn vixen and swoop in to save the kit who lost his parents." He shook his head feeling like he was in some kind of dream he didn't want to wake from, anticipation causing him to chuckle lightly.
"Yeah boss, I know. What do you want us to do with him?" Manny asked as they started back towards the stairs.
The dark mammal chuckled "Stick him in his car and drop it in one of the lower districts. Make sure it's cleaned first. Doesn't matter where they leave him at as long as it's not seen," he said and the hyena slowed making him stop and turn.
"What if he comes looking for her?" he asked.
The dark male chuckled as he turned back to the stairs again. "He won't have time, but if he did there won't be anything to find. Doesn't matter anyway, what he will remember will be just enough to drive him insane and won't be concrete with what I gave him, if the guilt doesn't kill him the drugs that are in his system will."
The dark figure turned hearing a shuffle and curled his lip as the vixen rushed to him. "You promised. This was all I had to do and we could go."
He nodded his head as she stepped closer before he lunged and caught her around the throat stifling the scream she had attempted. "You're right, freedom you will have." Her eyes went wide and the vixen screamed as he threw her over the roof, looking down just in time to see her hit the asphalt. "Well she got what she wanted. Death is freedom. Now let's get out of here and have them toss that mess into the building." He motioned for someone on the ground who looked over and took note before they had another mammal helping them move the vixen inside.
The hyena rushed to catch up with him as he made his way down the stairs "Why ain't we just leavin' him here to burn with the building too boss? Wouldn't it be easier to get rid of him?" he asked after he relayed the message to the cleaning crew. They both stepped off the stairs and started walking towards the street again.
"It would look too suspicious Manny. We need it to look like a heart attack and those drugs will take about seventy two hours to stop his heart. All the stress and guilt from this might speed it up a little, but there aren't many doctors who will recognize what's in his system and he won't be around anyone to help him anyway. That mate of his finds out and she'll hate him just like any other fox would. It goes against everything we believe in. Once we are mated there is never another and there has never been a fox who has taken another once they are bonded together." He watched a few mammals carrying the silver fox to his car placing him in the seat as his head fell to one side.
"How can we be sure boss?
The dark mammal chuckled as he slipped into the back of a car "I've been watching him since the day he was born. Trust me, he won't cause us any more problems. If anyone sees what she did to him they will just think he had a romp or got into some kind of brawl. It's that mate of his that is the real issue. Once we get rid of her everything else will fall into place." He growled as he looked out the car window after the door closed and the hyena looked over to the foxes car as they wiped it out. "That vixen has been a pain in my tail end since the day they got out of The City of Roses. I can't count how many times she has fucked up our plans. If it wasn't for her fur and that boy of theirs I would have killed her long before those two were mated." He spat as he shook his head.
Manny turned back to him as he lifted his brows "But everything is back on track now right boss?" he asked and the dark mammal chuckled as he leaned back into the shadows of his car.
"I should hope so Manny. As long as it looks like an accident with both their deaths that kit of theirs will trust me no matter what I tell him. We are trying to save the whole world. And a few foxes doesn't really matter in the scheme of the grand picture do they? " he asked and the hyenas shook his head as he leaned towards the window.
"Not even if it is your son Boss?" he asked and saw the shadows shift as the dark male shook his head growling.
"Not even if he is my grandson Manny." The hyena stepped away from the vehicle as the dark figure inside motioned to the driver and the car pulled away from the curb to the other side of the road. The tow truck pulled away with Nicholas in his car as all the others piled into their vehicles and left the scene. Manny watched as a waft of smoke blew from the window before a flick of red flew through the air and landed in the open door of the abandoned bar. A flash caused him to squint and turn his head as the building exploded into flames and the car pulled over to the other side before he crawled into the seat and the driver sped from the scene…..
Nicholas woke up groaning from the throbbing in his head as he attempted to put his paws over his face. He couldn't remember how he got here or why he was parked on the side of the road as he sat up. He hissed in pain as he looked at his paws and remembered he had torn them both open in his anger before storming away from his home. As he tried to sit up he belted out a yelp as burning sensations of pain shot through his back, chest and neck, along with a stabbing pain that had him clutching his shoulder as he struggled to sit up into his seat. His whole body ached and felt as if he had a flame coursing through his veins. He looked into the rear view mirror and ripped it off the glass as he started breathing faster. Long scratches ran down his neck and chest and he had several teeth marks through one of his shoulders. He ripped his shirt open growling in frustration at the pain coursing through him as he looked at the claim marks that were embedded into his fur.
He dropped the mirror running his paws all over his body and cringed each time he found a sensitive spot before he fell forward and let his head hit the steering wheel as he frantically searched his mind. Flashes of blue eyes and russet fur rushed through his mind along with vacant memories filled his thoughts as he lifted his head. Tears started falling as a bitter memory ran over his tongue along with a truth that tasted just as sour. "NO!" he screamed as he hit the dashboard and busted his paws open again before he fell into his seat and landed his head in his paws sobbing as his whole body shook in regret and remorse. The weight and pain in his chest grew with each breath as he sank into himself. "What did I do… What have I done? Rose…."