"Hey, Sahara? Remember that weird scream you can do that can kill people? I think it's time to use it."
It was 5:00 AM, almost dawn. Two cats were surrounded by a group of dogs, wearing black riot-gear like clothing. The girl, Sahara Marquez, was a pretty, young white leopard. She had a bothered look on her face, due to her older brother, her caretaker since birth, was being held at gunpoint. Sahara was wearing jeans, and a small white T-shirt, with a pair of white pair of tennis shoes. Her brother, however, looking like he just crawled out of bed, wore a pair of pajama pants, no shirt, and no shoes.
Sahara's brother looked the man with his gun at his head firmly.
"Look, keep my sister out of this. This is my problem. Keep her out of it."
The black Labrador holding the glock to Sahara's brother's head started laughing heartily. He seemed to be the leader of the group. "HA!! You really think I want your little skank of a sister?! Then again…I am a little horny. I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I fucked her right in front of you." The Labrador laughed menacingly.
The Lab ordered one of his black clad cohorts to bring Sahara over to him. He then started groping her, and suddenly kissed her, his tongue wedged in her mouth. Sahara's tried pushing him away, however her efforts were powerless. Nonetheless, her brother became consumed with rage. Any care for his own well being was replaced with the sudden urge to brutally murder the black Labrador. Thinking The Lab was too busy mouth-raping his sister, he lunged at him. The Lab knew this was coming all along.
He quickly pushed Sahara off of him and pistol-whipped Sahara's brother swiftly upon the back of his head. He fell upon his knees, the back of his head dripping with blood. He turned toward Sahara, and spoke his final words.
"Goodbye Sahara. I know I'll see you again. I love yo-"
A bullet cut off his words. His blood covered the pavement as his body slid from his hands and knees to the ground. The floor was the only thing that held him now. The dogs that had executed him laughed at his cold, lifeless body. Sahara could only watch in awe as the dogs started kicking her brother's body. Some of them even spit on his corpse. One guy pulled out a match and burned his body. The black Lab laughed thru it all, then noticed Sahara standing away from the group, in amazement.
"Well, I think you'll forget about your arrogant brother after you take a trip to my bedroom with me, " He said, walking toward Sahara with a strange look in his eyes "And I think me and all my friends here deserve a little 'sexual healing'." All the dogs started to chuckle and lick their lips at Sahara.
"Stay away from me you filthy mutts!!" Sahara screamed, while smacking the dog's ringleader across the face.
The Lab covered his face, then glared at Sahara, pulling out his gun again. Sahara didn't even give him a chance to speak. She screeched as hard as she could. The dogs covered their ears, though blood poured out of them. They all fell to the ground, their noses, eyes, and mouth, spewing out blood. Sahara took advantage of the dogs' pain-fest, stopped screaming and ran away as quickly as possible.
She ran about a mile away from the dogs and stopped a street corner. She noticed that the sun was rising. She fell to the ground, tears in her eyes. She sat there, thinking of her beloved brother. The only person who cared for her all her life, though she was an orphan, her older brother was her family. Now he was gone. Sahara started weeping harder, until she noticed somebody standing in front of her. She looked up, and saw that it was the black Lab again!! She screamed at the top of her lungs. The figure fell to the ground. She rapidly jumped up at looked at the figure.
Sahara was seeing things, it wasn't a dog at all, it was a lion-boy. His fast-food uniform was covered in blood, although he wasn't cut or anything, except he was bleeding out of his ears.
"Oh my god. Hey are you OK?!!" Sahara said, shaking him hard.
"Ugh….what the hell….my ears…" The lion said, sitting up.
"What's your name?" asked Sahara.
"Logan….Logan Kross…." The Lion answered drowsily.
"You sure you're okay?" Sahara asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Logan answered.
Sahara stared at the Lion. He seemed upset about something.
"Hey, how'd you get here?" She asked.
Logan miserably looked at her. "I came home from work. I went home, and when I opened my front door, I noticed blood was on it. I walked in and found my father's chest blown out." Tears started running down Logan's face. "My mother had been raped, and someone decapitated my 7-year old little sister. I don't know who did it, probably some dog-street gang. I ran out the house; don't know where I went, or how long I ran." Logan looked perplexed for a minute. "After that, I think I passed out….then I saw something….I don't exactly remember."
Sahara could say nothing as he watched Logan cry in silence. She had no family to begin with, so he was better off than her.
"Where did you live at?" Sahara asked, curiously.
"The Cat-Curbs. We weren't exactly rich." Logan answered.
Wow. Sahara knew that the Cat-Curbs weren't a pleasant place to live. Everybody there was poor as hell; there were barely any rooms in the houses. Many cats had to share like 20 people a room!! No air-conditioning or heat, or a fridge. Sahara was never really poor. Her brother took part in a rogue street gang of cats. The "Cavaliers" they were called. Although her brother sold drugs, robbed dog-owned banks and stole from dogs, they lived in a decent house, with all the necessities, had all the things she wanted. Although what her brother did was wrong, and it could get them both killed, it paid the bills, and got them everything they wanted. Then again, all those crimes he did caught up with him during that confrontation with the Dogs of Death gang earlier. His misdeeds were the sole cause of them trying to kill him in the first place.
Logan suddenly jumped up. He put his hand against his ear. He seemed to have heard something. He looked a little upset.
"What's wrong?!" Sahara asked Logan, confused.
"You didn't hear that?!!" Logan answered, anxiously.
"What did you hear? What the hell are you talking about?! Did my screaming screw up your hearing or something?!!" Sahara answered back, confused even more.
"A gunshot!!! How couldn't you have heard it!! Listen closely!!!!" Logan said.
Sahara listened. Nothing happened. She heard nothing but the breeze thru the air and the occasional scream of a child.
"Watch it with that gun dumb-ass!!! You trying to scare away that our target?!!"
Somebody in the distance was screaming at someone.
"Well, I heard that." Sahara told Logan.
"I'm gonna go investigate." Logan said to Sahara, walking toward an alley.
"Are you insane?!! Those guys who were talking obviously have guns!! And they probably dogs!!!" Sahara screamed at Logan.
Too late. He was out of her sight. She was concerned that those dogs might be the same ones who attacked her and her brother. She decided not to follow him, for she was
too afraid. She stared at the alley that Logan had ran into.
"I wonder what the hell we cats ever did to dogs to make them hate us so much." Sahara said to herself.
"Whatever it was, they sure got us back. And then some." And with that, Sahara broke down and cried again.