Story update.
Thanking TOSTRwaffles for the comment, yes it does take a while to screw the thing up, but hey, it's a fiction story.
[This also includes you, TrinitroglycerineD.]
That's why it's called 'fan fiction'.
I also thank McQueenfan95, Flipped Out Soldier, Crazypunkchic208, and SANDMAN78308 for submitting their OC's.
Also for the anonymous readers out there.
[Anonymous readers clap]
P.S. Yes, I would agree with your request, SANDMAN78308.
Warning, this chapter has some sexual content, which also includes gore.
I don't own the damn bloody hell show.
On with the chapter.
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Lifty dragged me upstairs to a room, and laid me down on the bed as he began kissing my skin. I moaned in pleasure, and he removed my shirt.
"N-no… Lifty… I c-can't do this..." I said, still lying on the bed.
He stopped.
"Why not?"
I got up, and looked at him in the eye. "Because I love Flippy."
He clenched his fists and growled angrily.
"Fuck that bear, he's dead! FORGET ABOUT HIM!"
I stared at him in shock. Had he ever been this so persistent? He went up to me and tongue kissed me, and I pushed him away.
"N-no… I can't j-just forget about him…"
He abruptedly pinned me to the bed. I tried to move about, but he kept me in place.
"I don't think you're going anywhere…"
He bit my ear. I yelped in pain and tried hard not to give in to the sensations.
"Who's dead?"
Lifty and I cocked our heads to where the voice came from. It was a bit dark so I didn't see it clearly. That voice sounded familiar…
"HEY! We're having sex here!" Lifty said, pissed.
The figure chuckled and went closer, revealing its identity.
"I wouldn't want you to have sex with my girlfriend, now would I?"
Both of us stared at him in shock. Is it really him, Flippy? But I noticed that he have a menacing smile on his face. But his eyes weren't yellow-green at all…
"Ah… uh… …. GO BACK TO YOUR FUCKING GRAVE!" Lifty yelled.
Flippy laughed menacingly and rushed to Lifty, hitting him hard with his fist and sent him to the wall. Flippy licked the blood on his fist, and Lifty fell down on his knees, bleeding from the impact of the fist and the wall. Flippy approached the raccoon and tore his arm off, which made him scream in pain. Flippy laughed at his pitiful act. He watched as Lifty screamed and his arm spray out more blood.
"Let me put you out of your misery…"
"N-no… please."
Too late. Flippy whacked Lifty's head with his arm, and from too much impact, the arm broke and Lifty's neck cracked. I stared at Flippy's blood-covered figure, and I notice him turn his head to me. He smiled and approached me. Flippy wasn't flipped out at all. He'd never do that unless he's flipped out. I gulped. Unless… unless Evil is in Flippy's body… So that means… Flippy's in…
"E… Evil?"
He nodded his head, as though he's agreeing with me.
"Yeah, bitch?"
I thought for a while.
"B-but… I saw you in your own body… How did you—"
"I can't take you seriously with your shirt off, slut."
I stared at him. … I think I know what he's thinking. He pulled me close to him and licked my cheek. I whimpered, trying to escape from his grip.
"Uhh…. Flippy… I mean… E-Evil… I c-can't d-do this now…"
"Screw your decisions."
He removed his clothes and my clothes off, and with a swift kiss, he pushed right into me. I didn't scream, but instead I held on to him. I moaned, not in pain, but in pleasure. What's happening? Did I just do that? Why am I acting like this? He's evil… But… Argh… He sped up, and his noises increased in volume. I held back my thoughts, and focused on the sensations. Argh, it's happening again. Why is this happening to me? Is there something wrong with me? After a while of making the air humid, we finally came into the peak. I melted down on his chest, breathing heavily, and so did he.
"Agh… Damn it girl, you never get tired, now do you?" He said in between breaths.
"F-fl—I mean Evil… … I…"
I faced him, but to my surprise, I only saw a glass. He just disappeared. I looked at myself, and I was still with Lifty, his face with a confused expression. I turned to him. He put his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey… You alright?"
I came back into reality. It seems so real…
"H-huh? Oh… yeah… I'm fine."
He still wasn't convinced.
"You sure? You were starin' at your drink for almost half an hour."
"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Thanks."
"Suit yourself…"
He left with his brother who was waiting at the door. I sat there, with lots of questions flooding my thoughts. Was it real? How did it happen? How did Evil get in Flippy's body? Do I have issues? What's happening? Did he really survive the accident? Was it really just my imagination? Why did this only happen now...? … Argh, I should really stop this. I can't believe it was just my imagination again. Oh well, It's time to go back to reality. I stood up and went outside, only to find out that I was killed by mole driving a truck.
"Major Sir, it's Private. I wanted you to know that—HOLY FUCK!"
The private stared at the Major's dead body. He called out to the commander, and they went to the security room.
"I know we have surveillance cameras here." said the Commander.
"Let's check out the entrance."
The screen lit up, showing the surveillance tape a few hours ago. An unlikely silhouette went by, stopped, and stared at the security camera. We all gulped. The girl with the shaded band around her eyes held out a strange remote, and pushed some kind of button. Suddenly, the camera went off, showing a blank screen with the codename 'Ghost' on the bottom left. We all looked at each other.
"We need to know who this 'Ghost' person is." The Commander demanded.
"Agreed."
The Captain nodded.
"Call the Squirrel guy."
Everybody looked at him.
"You mean HIM? That Splendid guy? No, he'll only make things worse than before." The guard grunted.
"What we need is a professional."
"Somebody called for an exterminator?"
Everybody cocked their heads to where that deep voice came from. Splendid? …No… Splendon't,
"Why do you even want to help us with this?"
"Because, that 'ghost' is stealing my act. I'm the one who's supposed to kill those nasty little mongrels. If I get the ghost out the picture, then I could kill all the people myself."
"But we'll still stop you."
"And I'll kick your assets."
"…Fine, You're hired. But you're only given two weeks to get this case down."
And that's all that I need.
"It's good to have business with you."
I left the building. Heh, they didn't even suspect a damn thing. Hahaha… I took the DNA ring off my finger, and I came back to my original phase.
The wonders of technology nowadays…
"Now I just have to have that bear's DNA!"
"Hey."
I cocked my head to the porcupine and handed him two folders.
"Give this to the detective agency at back. Be sure to give this and explain. They wouldn't accept any case if you don't explain on why."
"Don't worry boss, I got it."
Kurt slipped out some cash into the vending machine, and the machine didn't accept the money. He tried again, and the machine didn't accept it. He punched it hard, and cursed beneath his breath.
"Damn machine."
He walked outside, waiting for a bus to arrive. He looked at his watch, it said 5:30 pm. Suddenly, a familiar blue porcupine drives at him with an old Harvey Danielson motorcycle.
"Yo Kurt! Long time no see dude!"
He looked up to see his old rival from school. He rolled his eyes and said, "Haven't you caused enough mental trouble, Prick?"
"Ey, ey, ey, it's PRICKLY."
"Whatever. Look, I have no time for your crazy shenanigans. I'll be with my elite team working on a plan for war."
"Heh, why, too much of a puss to handle a case?"
An eerie sound crossed pass the two. He grab Prickly's neck, and tightened his grip.
"Nobody calls me a puss, son of a bitch."
Prickly laughed at his demand. He took a folder from his bag, and handed it to him.
"Here's the case. Find out who this Ghost person is. It's been a Major menace throughout the whole military affairs. Oh and this one too." He handled him out a green folder. "This one contains the severe information on the army bear 'Flippy'."
He loosened his grip on him. "Flippy? Isn't he dead?"
"Yeah, he's dead. But… He's highly needed in this one. It was said he was involved during this crisis. When he left, The Ghost appeared out of nowhere and took charge of all the killings."
Kurt raised a brow.
"Then how come I never heard this nonsense?"
"Because, The Ghost highly has its killings undertook and well-planned, that everybody barely notices it. Its plan might've malfunctioned during that day and caused discovery that IT WAS the one who took over recent killings."
"Okay then as I accept your case, we'll work on it early tomorrow."
"Sweet."
He watched as the porcupine drove off and disappeared on the far distance.
"Heh, too much of a hurry to have sex with his girlfriend. Hahaha."
A bus stopped by and he laughed as he boarded it.
Prickly stopped to a dark alley. He waved out an I.D, and I appeared out of nowhere.
"Good work, Agent."
"What do you want me to do now, boss?"
"Find nutty. He is a witness of Flippy's demise. Capture him, and bring him to me."
"Affirmative."
End.
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