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Chapter Eleven: The Truth About Mloid

The world came into view as Hige opened his eyes.

"Hey! Hige! You're alright!" Toboe exclaimed.

"Whaa?" stammered the wolf cub.

"I have to show you something! Come on!" said Toboe, pulling the pup off the ground.

"Just exactly what is it?" Toboe ignored his question and pulled Hige into a giant room, full of complex machinery. Pieces of chopped up meat traveled down a conveyer belt and into a large vat. A horrified look plastered Hige's face.

"We grab a bunch of this stuff and we won't have to eat for a few days!" rejoiced Toboe.

"No, we won't"

"Why?"

"Because this meat is chopped up wolf." Toboe adopted the same terrified face as Hige.

"You mean? People send wolves here so they can be ground up? But for what purpose?" questioned Toboe.

"Over there," Hige mumbled, pointing at another conveyer belt. Little cubes of orange, green, and blue came out of a machine. It was mloid, the food that the wolves and friends had eaten aboard Captain Popagan's ship.

"I actually ate a wolf back then?" cried Toboe. He broke down in tears.

"Don't blame it on yourself. You didn't know," Hige said, trying to improve the situation. Toboe stopped crying, but still looked agonized.

"I'll make sure whoever started this pays!" snarled Toboe, clenching his fists, "I'll kill them! I'll kill them!"

"Well, we better get out of here first and look for the others."

"What about the other wolves? The working ones?"

"We'll come back after we've regrouped. Then we can assault this place." And then the crawled into an air vent, which would lead them to their freedom.

"Well, half the day's gone and we still haven't found anyone," sighed Tomo. He sat next to Tsume in an open-air café, sipping a lemon and caramel frappuchino.

"At least Toboe and Hige will show up. You know how young pups are, disappearing and reappearing whenever you'd least expect it," replied Tsume. Tomo cocked his head.

"Hey! Tsume! Tomo!" Tsume and Tomo got up from their seats. Hige and Toboe came running towards them and glomped (otaku word for hug) them on the spot.

"Alright, alright, enough with the hugs," growled Tsume, "Where have you guys been?"

"Watagashi Heavy Industries," the two pups chorused.

"Hey, we were just there an hour ago!" remarked Tomo, "Let me buy you some food. You two looked exhausted."

"Ah, that hit the spot," said Toboe, mouthful of strawberry smoothie.

"Here's your food. Green mloid," said the waitress, setting down a platter of green jelly blocks on the group's table. Hige and Toboe froze.

"Don't eat that," they said together.

"Why not?" interrogated Tsume, holding one of the emerald cubes in his forefingers.

"Because…it's made of wolf meat." The green cube fell to the ground and dashed into pieces. Tsume got up and overturned the table. He grabbed the waitress and shoved her against the wall.

"This place better not be selling wolf meat…..IS IT?" he interrogated angrily.

"I wouldn't know…ask the manager." Tsume threw her to the side, and walked towards the owner of the restaurant. He cornered him and grabbed his collar.

"Does this place sell wolf meat?" snarled Tsume.

"No, we don't sell wolf meat," replied the manager, shifting his eyes to the ground.

"DO YOU SELL WOLF MEAT!"

"No sir," he answered, eyes still looking at the ground.

"DO YOU SELL IT! SPEAK TRUTHFULLY! DO YOU SELL WOLF MEAT?"

There was a long, awkward silence.

"Yes" Tsume rammed his fist into the guy's face, sending bits of brains, bones, and gore within a radius of three feet. Tsume's face was spattered with little pieces of flesh. He wiped them off, and gazed at all the people in the restaurant angrily, except for his three companions. Everybody stampeded out of the café, fearing that they too would meet a similar fate as the manager's.

"How did I know it was a Monday…" commented Tomo.

"Damn that Darcia! Ruined my personal aircraft and my cargo!" cursed Captain Popagan, crushing the cigar in his mouth, and shifting around in his throne. There was a knock on his door.

"Yes, yes, come in," grumbled Captain Popagan. A tall, black haired girl walked into the room.

"Good afternoon, CEO and founder of Watagashi Heavy Industries," said the girl, bowing.

"What do you want?"

"Sir, the secret's been leaked."

"WHAT? BY WHOM?"

Ashella walked up to the angry man and handed him a newspaper. The headlines read "Mloid is wolf meat" and "murder linked to processed wolf parts". He stared angrily at the picture of the crimescene; Tsume dashing a man's head to bits.

"I…want…him…DEAD!" ordered Captain Popagan.

"Yes sir" answered Ashella, "As you wish."

To be continued…