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Disclimaer: Both: We don't own Furc.
A Family Torn Apart
Cheet groans loudly as Darkside digs his nails into her fur.
"What are you doing to her?" Arma cries.
Darkside smikrs and slowly brings his nails out of her chest. As he reachs the surface of the fur, his hands close around something around her neck. It's both of her necklaces. He pulls and the string snaps. He smirks and walks out. Cheet slumps forward, blood seeping from her injury.
"Cheet!"
Cheet doesn't answer. Blood starts soaking her dress.
"Cheet wake up!"
Still she doesn't answer. The young cheetah had lapsed into uncoiuncess shortly after Darkside left. Inside Cheet's dream, a silver haired girl appears in front of her.
"Ila!"
"Cheet, you must wake up. For if you don't, Arma will die and the medallion will be lost."
Cheet knew very well about this medallion, partly becuase she owned half of it.
"Ila, I'm so weak. What if I can't wake up?"
"Why do you think I'm here, sister? Darkside had something on his nails that makes you feel weaker then you already are."
Cheet nods and Ila glides over to her.
"Now concentrate. Darkside nears, now accompained by somebody else."
Cheet nods once more and closes her eyes. Ila takes her paws in one hand and puts her free hand on Cheet's chest.Her hands glows a slight gold and Cheet opens her eyes slowly. She looks around and see's Arma, now asleep or so it seems.
"I'm awake." She whispers.
Cheet's ears pirck up and she moves her head towards the door. She hears struggling and a loud voice protesting, but the voice is chimy. Cheet instantly reconizes the voice. She narrows her eyes as the door opens.
"Oh. so your awake? How do you feel?" Darkside asks.
"Does angry comes to mind? Let Kit go."
Kit lifts her eyes up to meet Cheet's and she smiles slightly.
"Why would I...?"
He cuts off as Kit kicks him in the back. He stumbles forward and Kit runs over to Cheet. She extracts a claw and tries to pick the locks of the chains holding Cheet.
"Why you little!"
"I'm a little what?"
"Pussycat."
Kit growls loudly and turns towards Darkside.
"I'm a feline or a cat. Not a pussycat."
"No, Kit, don't!"
Kit runs towards Darkside and starts fighting pyhscially aganist him. Kit had gotten one of the locks of Chhet, so Cheet extracts one of her claws and picks the other lock. As she gets it undone a thud is heard. Cheet turns her head and see's her sister on the floor, bleed and uncoiuncess.
"KIT!"
Cheet gets down on her knees beside Kit.
"So you escaped."
"Yea, and I'm ready to kill you."
"I wouldn't if I were you."
He holds up a crystal vial with a hot pink liquid in it. As Cheet looks at it, she growls loudly.
"I can't believe you!"
Darkside smirks. Cheet growls, but soon her anger subsides as her worry for her sibilings highten.
"What do you want?"
"Summon your sister, Fyora."
Disclimaer: Both: We don't own Furc.
A Family Torn Apart
Cheet groans loudly as Darkside digs his nails into her fur.
"What are you doing to her?" Arma cries.
Darkside smikrs and slowly brings his nails out of her chest. As he reachs the surface of the fur, his hands close around something around her neck. It's both of her necklaces. He pulls and the string snaps. He smirks and walks out. Cheet slumps forward, blood seeping from her injury.
"Cheet!"
Cheet doesn't answer. Blood starts soaking her dress.
"Cheet wake up!"
Still she doesn't answer. The young cheetah had lapsed into uncoiuncess shortly after Darkside left. Inside Cheet's dream, a silver haired girl appears in front of her.
"Ila!"
"Cheet, you must wake up. For if you don't, Arma will die and the medallion will be lost."
Cheet knew very well about this medallion, partly becuase she owned half of it.
"Ila, I'm so weak. What if I can't wake up?"
"Why do you think I'm here, sister? Darkside had something on his nails that makes you feel weaker then you already are."
Cheet nods and Ila glides over to her.
"Now concentrate. Darkside nears, now accompained by somebody else."
Cheet nods once more and closes her eyes. Ila takes her paws in one hand and puts her free hand on Cheet's chest.Her hands glows a slight gold and Cheet opens her eyes slowly. She looks around and see's Arma, now asleep or so it seems.
"I'm awake." She whispers.
Cheet's ears pirck up and she moves her head towards the door. She hears struggling and a loud voice protesting, but the voice is chimy. Cheet instantly reconizes the voice. She narrows her eyes as the door opens.
"Oh. so your awake? How do you feel?" Darkside asks.
"Does angry comes to mind? Let Kit go."
Kit lifts her eyes up to meet Cheet's and she smiles slightly.
"Why would I...?"
He cuts off as Kit kicks him in the back. He stumbles forward and Kit runs over to Cheet. She extracts a claw and tries to pick the locks of the chains holding Cheet.
"Why you little!"
"I'm a little what?"
"Pussycat."
Kit growls loudly and turns towards Darkside.
"I'm a feline or a cat. Not a pussycat."
"No, Kit, don't!"
Kit runs towards Darkside and starts fighting pyhscially aganist him. Kit had gotten one of the locks of Chhet, so Cheet extracts one of her claws and picks the other lock. As she gets it undone a thud is heard. Cheet turns her head and see's her sister on the floor, bleed and uncoiuncess.
"KIT!"
Cheet gets down on her knees beside Kit.
"So you escaped."
"Yea, and I'm ready to kill you."
"I wouldn't if I were you."
He holds up a crystal vial with a hot pink liquid in it. As Cheet looks at it, she growls loudly.
"I can't believe you!"
Darkside smirks. Cheet growls, but soon her anger subsides as her worry for her sibilings highten.
"What do you want?"
"Summon your sister, Fyora."