The child kill
Hunter has just ended the life of the only person for so long ... he wanted to impress.
His great aunt Cruela De Vil
Delilah and Doug only watched in terror as the human boy, known as Hunter De Vil, vomited his insides onto the ground and collapsed gasping on his knees.
The boy was in shock.
The boy was broken.
As soon as he had finished emptying the contents of his stomach, Hunter stood up again, wiping the residue of vomit and blood from the corner of his lips with the sleeve of his red jacket.
Hunter, didn't want to feel anything anymore.
Since he hated everything around him, the way they made him feel
He thought this would bring him more than just a feeling of emptiness!
He is only now able to notice again the duo of adults Dalmatians who see him in terror.
He couldn't care less.
So, he don't pay to much attention to them.
Something told him that his task was not yet finished.
Wherever he will turn his neck, he could still see his great-aunt Cruela De Vil.
All this fur, and machinery designed to work and shape it into clothes ... They had to go.
Stop existing, be eliminated, be forgotten, be destroyed.
This was all his, he was Hunter De Vil.
He was a De Vil.
The parents of the largest and most colorful litter of puppies known, could only watch with sad helplessness as a broken child dragged the lifeless body of their only relative to the center of the place.
He paused specifically for a moment to see the great macabre machine that covered much of the place.
For some reason ... he hates that more than everything around him.
When Dolly and Dylan had landed dramatically on the cargo cruiser carrying their younger siblings, having previously been shot from the back of a horse, they were shocked and terrified to see two things.
1: His brothers safe and sound in a river of tears accompanied by moans, being comforted by an uncomfortable and inexperienced Fergus the fox on the spot.
and 2: The bodies of 2 gigantic humans lying among a pile of dog cages, unconscious at the foot of the entrance of the great red container ... with the human faces being disfigured and bleeding.
"Fergus!" Dylan rushed to her fox friend, "What happened here !? Why are the puppies crying? Where are mom and dad, and Cruela !?"
"Dylan!" Silence the Ferguson fox to the puppie who kept crying his questions in his direction, before continuing, "now, to answer your questions, 1, 2 and 3 are 1; I don't know, 2 I don't know either, and for the third and last question, I don't have the slightest idea who this Cruela is or where are your parents sorry.
Meanwhile, Dolly was doing her own research to figure out what had just happened.
Dolly ventured into the sea of puppies, which were currently a weeping mess, trying to find one that could tell her what just happened.
"Dan, Dixie!" Dolly rushed to her two brothers, who were apparently struggling to disconnect their collars from a kind of machine that had makeshift straps made with numerous collars.
"¡We are innocent!" Dan and Dixie rushed to lift their paws from their collars, as if Officer Pearl had just found them doing something wrong on the spot.
"Dan, there's no time for this!", Dolly hurried and turned her brother by the shoulders to see him directly, "I need you to tell me exactly what happened!", There was a pause in which Dolly leaned his curious head behind his two brothers, noticing the dozen collars, "and what about that? "Dolly pointed at the kibble dispenser.
dan just kept his eyes on where Dolly's paw was pointing, and he and Dixie began to sweat from under his fur, "Well-before answering that question, I want to let you know that Dixie and I, we had absolutely nothing, and I repeat nothing to do with this, it was the others who had the great one idea of cornering Hunter like a pack of wild wolves, "Dan noted nervously, as Dixie nodded proliferatively, hoping neither of them would get into trouble with their adoptive parents.
"Wait" Dolly stopped Dan to better listen to that last part, "what was Hunter doing with you?"
Dixie and Dan only shrugged before Dan told Dolly; "Dog if I know, one of the humans just threw him in with us along with Dorothy when we landed"
Dolly became nervous, reflecting on the last part of what Dan said, regarding the cubs and them cornering a human child, before slowly continuing to swallow; "you guys don't bi-"
"Bite it like a chew toy, no, we didn't "Dan quickly shook his head as he answered his sister's obvious developing question, as Dixie struck an 'X' pose with her two front paws.
dolly just let out a sigh she hadn't realized had been trapped inside her, "wow, thanks to the dog"
"But ..." dan hastened to continue, this time you see a little more political about it "... I think it would have been better if we simply ruined his clothes, than the current alternative"
Both Dixie and Dan knew that even if it seemed from Hunter's eyes that his brothers and sisters were aiming to eat him as they cornered him, that could not be something further from reality, the most likely thing would happen if Hunter had not gone crazy at that time, it will be that the puppies destroyed his clothes leaving him in a semi naked state for when they opened the door of the container.
Dolly was about to ask what her brother was referring to, but a sudden explosion shook her and everyone aboard the cargo ship.
This sent all the puppies into total debauchery.
¡They wanted to go home!
¡they were desperate to leave all of this in the past!
They screamed, louder than they had ever screamed for help before.
Strangely, Dixie and Dan were the least affected by all of this ... In fact, it seemed that both biological brothers were waiting for someone ... or something to came out were the explosion came.
meanwhile, Hunter had locked the trigger of the tazer pistol, and had subsequently thrown it without an ounce of regret into a pile of fur that would be worth hundreds of thousands on the black market.
followed by that he headed himself to free the pair of adult Dalmatians who would not stop writhing against his inhibitions.
They left as fast as they were released in the direction where they heard the unmistakable barking of their son's.
Delilah moved on.
However ...
The patriarch of the family of 99 Dalmatian puppies paused, noting that the broken child who released them only remained still among the evolving flames, which would soon begin to lick his skin without any inhibition or control.
for Hunter ... this was his time to belong to something, in his mind, he belonged here. Among the crumbling foundations of the death empire of his great-aunt Cruela De Vil.
He had no other place to be.
He had no loving family to return to.
only the four dark, expressionless walls of his condo awaited him outside this realm of flame and destruction that he had given birth to.
but he was not alone now, his aunt Cruela De Vil was waiting for him in the center of his burning fur empire, with a permanent smile etched on his face.
If there ever was a way for Hunter to leave the mortal plane, he desire to do so on the shoulders of his family ...
with her aunt Cruela De Vil
Only with family
That is why he release the couple of dogs that ruined their perfect scenery ... Only for that ... and only for that one and simple reason those two dogs could meet again with their dozens of puppies, and live a full life as a Happy family. .
they would play among their many puppies, they would help each other out of everything their great-aunt Cruela De Vil had put them ...
... The Nightmare he was part of had ended ...
... Now those dogs could return to being a happy family, after all ...
Hunter knew it.
He spied on them for so long for the sake of finding his home, and now that he thought better of it ...
He couldn't stop his eyes from starting to cry again, as the sprinklers came to life and caused the machinery to short-circuit him around the water ...
¡It was not fair!
¡How come even a bunch of dogs had the life he had so longed wish for!
He always wanted that ... just ... Being part of a happy family ... Why the world denied him that but allowed a lot of dogs to have!
¿¡Why !?, ¿¡Why !?, ¿¡Why !?, ¿¡Why !?, ¿¡Why !? ... Just ..., why?
... Just ... Why can't he, Hunter De Vil, have a Happy ending?
He envies them
Now that these thoughts return to haunt him, he is unable to keep his emotions at bay.
they all exploded in unison, and as a dam that is unable to retain water pressure.
He Broke ... again.
Delilah rushed to the location where her cubs' calls for help originated as soon as the shorting machine explorations was something to worry about.
Behind her was the patriarch of 99 Dalmatians, rushing to follow in the footsteps of his beloved one ... with difficulty ... since he was dragging the body of the broken boy known as Hunter De Vil ... with much difficulty.
Since the child was not inconsistent.
Hunter just stop care everything again.
What if a dog wants to save him !? It's his problem ... not yours.
Hunter apathetically stood idly by as he was dragged by the collar of his scorched red jacket.
"Dad! Mom! "Dylan quickly rushed to his parents as soon as he caught a glimpse of them coming out of the hallway where a great cloud of black smoke was coming out.
"What's going on!?" Dolly rushed, scared and a little deaf like her many siblings from the continuous explosions.
"There is no time to explain!" Cried the loving matriarch, turning her neck from left to right looking for a way to get out of the hell where she and her treasures were, "help me guide your brothers to the lifeboats Quick!", She ordered, forcing herself to appease the paralyzing fear any parent would feel from seeing all their children in a boat that was about to explode and sink.
While his beloved, stepson, and eldest daughter ordered their youngest children to board the lifeboats, Doug stayed behind a little while playing a strange game to prevent Hunter from returning to the hell from which he had taken him out.
Hunter seemed to be playing football feints as Doug got in his way.
He would go left.
Doug would move to the left!
He would go right.
And Doug would go right!
Unknown to Hunter, Doug had the greatest battle he could have against his instincts.
He was a firefighter dog.
Part of their job, the most difficult of all, was to prevent humans and animals from trying to return or enter places that were on fire or were about to collapse.
This ... Very sadly ...It is not the first time, and probably not the last time that he have to deal with a suicide boy who tries to return to a fire that he started, either out of spite, betrayal, or simply because he no longer wanted to live.
"Move!" Hunter yelled at Doug, having enough of the strange game they were playing.
"...", Douglas did not respond, responding to the humans in his line of work had proven unsuccessful on numerous occasions, he just shook his head as he kept staring at Hunter directly at his broken and puffy watery eyes.
Hunter's eyes began to tremble, before their entire pupil expanded as if he were entering a strange state of lcd.
And with that ... Hunter Dog was back.
"¡Woff, woff, Grrr, wooff!" Hunter returned to his strange doggy locomotion, and with the ferocity of a hysterical Chihuahua barked in Doug's direction.
All of the dogs, fox, squirrel, and Rat that heard and subsequently translated Hunter's barking, couldn't help but see him in varying degrees of shock.
Hunter had barked a very, very, very bad swear sequence.
The kind of swear words that together if they get yelled at with the precise sequence of sentences on your parents' faces, it was very possible that they emancipated you and denied all connection with you.
only an indomitable tear had run down the left corner of Doug's flushed muzzle.
He almost collapsed from what he just heard.
he was no stranger to that kind of colorful language, not because he or Delilah used it, of course, they were good parents, but because many times he heard that same sequence of barking, barked by adult dogs in the direction of his muzzle, wanting, and wanting nothing more, and nothing less than to return for their Human companions to fire or collapse, not caring or thinking for a moment if that would end up killing them in progress trying to save their only loved ones.
But ...
Hearing them from none other than the referral to a Puppy in doggy standards ... shook the entire core of the loving father of 99 puppies immensely ...
... He did not feel prepared for this ...
... never ... no one, no matter how much experience he gained over the years as a firefighter ... and with such a great and unconditional love for his children ... he would be ... NEVER!
A child ... shouldn't know those bad words.
Much less use them together!
doug did what he thought his captain at the firehouse would have done if he found himself in his situation ...
Psshh! *
Hunter felt pain, something had dragged him back from his neurotic episode.
He ... He began to be very aware of everything around him.
Something ... No ..Someone had brought him back to the real world, along with a feeling, a burning sensation having passed over his left cheek.
He raised his trembling gloved hand to feel with the tips of his fingers ... where that burning sensation originated.
She felt wet, and grimaced before checking her hand in front of her face.
A red liquid greeted him from the tips of his fingers.
He diverted his attention from his hand, and directed it to the dog, the dog that he still remembers shot him with a pressure hose, leaving an ugly welt in his stomach.
Three slight claw marks now decorated Hunter De Vil's left cheek.
Why does he look so sorry? Hunter thought as he watches Doug.
Doug ... It didn't want to draw blood! ... he, he was just trying to slap him lightly so that the boy stopped acting so stupid ...
dylan along with her mother, were part of the lucky ones in not seeing anything of what her stepfather and husband was doing with Hunter, only momentarily distracting their glances when they heard the swear words, but quickly composing themselves to continue counting and helping each other in the task at paw. of getting all the puppies into the lifeboats.
Dolly, on the other paw ...
... She watched ... She watched with almost hypnotic attention as her dad, her very loving and sometimes funny dad ... slapped a human child ...
... Leaving her in the processed an ugly mark on her face ...
"Wow", that was it ..That was the only thing he could express for what had happened in front of her.
However ...
One of the 99 puppy rushed in an explosion of frantic speed, to stand between the ugly monster ... and the subject who had the same eyes as her real dad.
the always silent Dixie, she was a puppy who strangely mixes her great shyness with the firm thought that talking was something completely overrated.
she always preferred to let her biological brother Dan, aka perfect sleeping pillow, be in charge of doing everything in relation to communicating with other living beings other than her real dad.
therefore ... always, through thick and thin, Dixie and Dan, the duo would be found together in whatever the other wanted to do or would subsequently provoke.
from gardening, which was Dixie's favorite pastime, to watching filthy videos of humans pinching giant pimples filled with puss ...
... They ... Yhea, they were no longer allowed to approach the tablet ...
... or anything that had internet access ...
but unknown to anyone other than her biological brother, that very shy gardening-loving pup, she was raised, fed, and protected along with her biological older brother Dan, by someone who carried the same eyes that now belonged to Hunter De Vil.
Those eyes ... Those expressionless broken eyes that for any other would only be the first indication of the next serial killer ...
But ...
... They were the eyes that could only be compared to those of a protector, those of a savior ... Those of a hero for Dixie and Dan.
Dixie was the only one not even hesitate for a moment to give her collar, or that of her brother for that matter, to Hunter De Vil as if it were a kind of tribute.
She knew those eyes, those eyes never hurt her in the past ... she and her brother Dan.
her beliefs born of despair, clinging, proved to be completely true when the door of the container had opened ... and the bearer of her dad's eyes acted exactly as she expected.
He advanced through the darkness toward the light.
He eliminated the bad guys, rescued his adoptive parents, and even came out with a big bang!
¡It was like a reunion with his miniature dad!
... only ... that her dad would never use that swearword set Hunter used a few seconds ago ...
She decided not to think about it too much.
Doug watched with extreme surprise and shock as one of his pups growled at him protectively in front of Hunter De Vil.
Now he was sure.
This day could be nothing less than a nightmare.
Puppy Dan soon joined his sister dragging his paws on the ground, a little more than less than enthusiastic in the growling department and looking menacing in front of his adoptive father.
He could already see a future where he and his sister Dixie would be sooo grounded.
He made him just growl with the ferocity of a platypus in the middle of constipation.
Everyone on the ship soon to sink, noted the strange behavior of the duo.
"DIXIE AND DAN DALMATIAN!", yell, so it seemed not the first this week, the mighty matriarch of 99 cubs, "¡come back here in this very instant!"
Yup, Dan could already see himself doing Dylan's homework for what seemed like two weeks, maybe ...
..Okay no, cross that out ... Her sister Dixie is now growling at her adoptive mom too ...
...three months ... take two days or put another two, Dixie and him would be cleaning his home for so long ... that maybe Dylan would forget how to use the vacuum cleaner when he and his sister were finally released from their grounded period .. .
dog, how difficult it is to have a sister
Hunter was tired of everything that kept happening around him ... he hadn't had a break in over 6 months!
"You know what ... I don't care anymore", Hunter sighed, then just leaned over, proceeded to take the two growling pups in front of him under his armpits and put an end to all this animal drama that kept developing in front of he, while heading to one of the boats with the fewestof puppies, he would jump on board and use the pair of puppies under his armpits as makeshift pillows.
¡He had only slept 3 bloody hours!, and during the whole process of the day, he had been betrayed by his great aunt Cruela De Vil, then they returned him back, still a container that he would never want to visit again in his life, then he came from her great-aunt Cruela De Vil, electrocuting her to the ground, THEN he had tried to kill himself, and now to end his day, ¡the worst day of his life!, he had been slapped with the fierceness of a Puerto Rican woman with false nails by no less than a dog! while consequently they began a novel of which he couldlisten, and now understand, the constant murmurs of a rat and a squirrel that kept on theorizing about how this novel would end.
He ... He really needed a break ... He didn't feel like killing himself at the moment ... He just wanted to sleep now ... Hmm? How Curious, their great-aunt Cruela was right about something, the coat of these puppies is really soft.
By the time Hunter regained consciousness. He was received with praise from multiple people, for the bravery and dedication that they supposed the small boy showed when rescuing so many endangered animals from a burning cargo ship.
(To be continue)
