The Zootopian Chronicles II: Darkness

by Menser

The Protectors: They came with promises of safety and protection from all the threats facing Zootopia but what if the greatest threat is The Protectors themselves? Nick, Judy and their Furless friend must forge an alliance with old friends and Legends from Zootopia's dark mysterious past to save their city and world against these invaders from within and new otherworldly threats.

32. Reynard's Story – Part 3B

Reynard's Story – Part 3B

This is the second of several sections of the Third Part of Reynard's Story. We follow the adventures of young Jack Savage as he works his little tail off to help Reynard with his mission to rescue as many kids as possible. Jack thinks he's got this secret agent thing down and it is looking like there are quite a few very nice fringe benefits to the life he has chosen. Little does he know that things are not always so easy and pleasant as Jack faces a situation he never planned for and has to take actions that will haunt him the rest of his life. The chapter is Rating M++ because of scenes referencing sexual contact among minors, rape, torture, torment, extreme violence and gore. Things are already heating up and it is only going to get nastier.

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Zoodate: Zoodate: (-34 Years) (32 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie), 145 P.C.

145 P.C.

Judy: upset "How could you have let such a young bunny go on such a dangerous mission. He could have been killed or permanently harmed!"

Throughout Reynard's story Judy squirmed and gasped as the abuse and torment of the tiny six year old bunny was described. She couldn't imagine such cruelty especially to such a young bunny. Judy had many siblings that age and the thought of any of them being treated so horridly was inconceivable to her.

Reynard: unbothered "Judy, he knew what he was getting into before he volunteered. Slavers are not known for their gentle disposition."

Judy: upset "But you pretty much forced him to say yes. You put so much pressure on him almost placing the entire success of the mission on his little shoulders. How could you know he could take it?"

Reynard: "I saw myself in him. I saw that maybe he didn't have my mistress with him, but that he had demons of his own giving him strength and feeding his desire to make a mark in the world."

Judy: angry "Those horrid creatures… those Busta Boys… they deserve punishment for how they have mistreated all the children over and over."

Reynard: "It is not as simple as that. They are children themselves and they survived in such an environment the best way they knew how. The only way to have a chance to survive and earn your freedom was to become part of the system. The only way they saw out was to impress the bosses and hope they would make them part of the gang where they could make a living and no longer be a slave. I experienced much of the same when I joined Xander's gang. Many of the things I had to do were not something I would have wished, but they were required for me to survive and advance."

Judy: frustrated "But… but… they did so by harming innocent children. They are cruel and will only cause others misery and pain the rest of their lives."

Reynard: "That was my determination to make. But I could not paint them with the same brush as the slavers as they were still children and their minds the minds of a child. Some children will lash out at others while others can internalize their pain and maintain their civility and compassion. So what would you have me do to these children?"

Judy: uncertain "I… I don't know. But certainty not allow them to harm anyone again."

Reynard: "Should I have killed them?"

Judy: hesitant "No… no of course not… but… I… I don't know."

Reynard: "It is not easy to make such decisions. But as a boss you have to make those kinds of decisions about others lives everyday, many times without a right answer."

Drew: "I suppose you could take them out of that environment and see how they responded. But I do agree with Judy that they could be a danger to others displaying that kind of cruelty. Treating a helpless little bunny that way, holding a knife to his throat or performing all the other numerous acts of cruelty on a constant daily basis. It is hard to see how they could be redeemed."

Reynard: "They were still children who had been abused and survived the best way they knew how. But yes, they would not be fit to be around others until they were thoroughly tested. I never tolerated any kids harming others, but their captors encouraged it and rewarded that behavior. But what if not behaving that way was rewarded, and behaving in that cruel manor punished instead? Those were kids wanting to please those they saw in authority. Could that not be changed with a different authority figure directing them?"

Drew: "I suppose so. I guess you have a point in not writing them off completely. The behavior is just shocking is all."

Judy: "It is just hard for me to forgive such torture to small young children, or any children for that matter, but especially the extremely small and vulnerable."

Reynard: "Well we will see if you approved of my punishments for all those involved. Any other questions before I continue?"

Judy: "What happened to Aza as a child? Why did she not have the same problem Marion did?"

Reynard: "A good question. Since no one witnessed it and Aza couldn't remember what happened, we don't know for sure. But based on her behavior, it would seem she was fondled and touched sexually, but there is no evidence she was raped. It was extremely traumatic for her, but Marion's situation was far worse for numerous reasons. Marion's entire environment was pure hell non-stop with no hope. At least Aza had loving parents. For Aza much of the pain was that the place she felt safe was violated. The other reason for Aza's ability to overcome much of the trauma, is that she was very strong-willed even as a child. She exhibited very defensive aggressive behaviors after the molestation. She was a fighter. She may have been a small child, but she was going to fight the best way she could to protect herself."

Drew: "It seems everyone around you has suffered horribly."

Reynard: laughs "Yes, you don't know how true that is. But it was a rough time in a rough place."

Drew: "Was it like that all over Zootopia?"

Judy: "I don't think so. At least not in Bunnyburrow. From talking to my parents, I know that most bunnies avoided Zootopia or were very careful where they went."

Reynard: "Yes, Judy is correct. It was mainly a problem in the outer districts and not downtown or areas nearby. The ZPD still had control of most of downtown. Any of the gang activity was very hidden and underground there. As you went further out, the more control the gangs possessed. For example in the Docks District now known as the Canals District, we were the police force and the ZPD would never come out there. But myself and my boss before me ran a very tight ship there. We had a cut of all the businesses and action there, but it was far more stable than other locations because the people didn't have to worry about being robbed, murdered or raped as none of that was tolerated there. But you paid for what you got. In sections where the rules were more lax, bosses demanded far less of a cut of businesses operating in their territories or mammals living there, but supplemented their money by running such operations as the sex and slave trade."

Drew: "Well that explains why the businesses or people all didn't move to your district instead. I guess they liked the cheaper cost of doing business or making a living."

Judy: "Well at least Aza was able to see her parents again. I can't imagine how hard it must have been for them to put her into foster care at such a young age."

Reynard: "There have been many cases where parents couldn't afford to feed and take care of their children. In many other cases the kids were a burden the parents didn't want to deal with. I have learned since finding Aza's parents to try and understand all circumstances before passing judgment. Sometimes giving them up gives them a better chance at a future. It is a hard concept to understand as a bunny Judy, but for many others it is reality."

Judy: "Yes, bunnies act as a community and would happily raise other bunnies and never let them have to be sent to foster care. There are always family members, or friends of the family, or bunny families who can't conceive that all want to love and care for any bunny child."

Drew: "The Bunny community sounds like such an idealistic environment, but coming from human Earth I can certainly relate to those situations you referred to regarding parents having to give up children as they happen frequently for humans."

Reynard: "Well I suppose it is time to get back to the story. How about we all take a break and stretch a bit first?"

Everyone agreed and walked around a bit and took a restroom break and refilled their drinks with Drew and Reynard adding some more scotch over ice and Judy grabbing some more fruits, chocolates and wine. Once everyone was settled down they gave a nod to Reynard to continue.

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Zoodate: Zoodate: (-34 Years) (32 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

Once the problems retrieving Jack and the children in the facility where the bunny was being held were taken care, most of the rest of the operation went to plan. However a few more witnesses had to be grabbed than expected. In fact there was a whole bachelor party that had wandered into the sex trade section looking for entertainment, but nothing depraved in nature. Unfortunately they had to all be taken. There were also a few accidents with some of the mercenaries, captured children or adults experiencing severe injuries. There was one case where a couple of the patrons leaped from the upstairs in a building and broke some bones upon landing. Fortunately the team was well versed in treating wounds and each victim was treated in the field and quickly sent to a medical staff on one of the ships.

The only other problem was the fact that the operation took far longer than expected due to various delays and larger than anticipated numbers of victims and witnesses. It had taken over four hours to complete the operation and many reports of groups of gang members now active near their operations were coming in. Fortunately they did not engage the mercenaries and let them withdraw untouched. Reynard noted that given the same scenario, his gang would have done the same, and would have only engaged if the opposing force had pushed the conflict. Fortunately Isengrim's gang seemed to be satisfied in just pushing the mercenaries back to the remaining ships and watching them depart. Apparently only a couple members of Isengrim's gang had to be taken, and were treated very well considering the circumstances.

Reynard had an early morning meeting with his staff at the Sahara Square Warehouse and met with all the kids to talk to them about the importance of the family and trusting in those he had chosen to run the facility. He led a question and answer session with all the kids and then left mid-morning. It was important that he not be seen seemingly fleeing right after the events of the night's operation, but instead kept to the schedule he had reported to the district boss in advance. His crew had been watching the outside of the facility carefully and had noted several agents of Isengrim watching. They just calmly packed up and left in a couple armored SUVs heading west on the main roads just as anyone heading to the Docks District would travel. The agents seemed satisfied to just follow at a distance and not attempt any kind of an ambush. Reynard was ready for one if it occurred though, and had communication with a response team ready to move if anything was attempted. The plan was that they would find a defensive position to hold off any of Isengrim's gang until help arrived hopefully in a matter of five to ten minutes.

Once he returned, Reynard was given a report on the results of the mission. From the raids on the sex clubs seventy-two children were recovered from ages seven to nineteen. Twenty-four employees were recovered and sixty-eight patrons were taken. From the slave operation using the locations Jack had provided and additional locations found in the boss' office, 198 children were recovered including seventy-one from the slave pens where Jack was kept as well another holding location. Twenty-eight employees including the boss were removed from these operations. From the prostitution dens seventy were taken including twenty-two minors as well seventeen employees and fifty-two patrons. Twenty-nine witnesses including three gang members were taken. Fortunately all mercenaries and operatives were accounted for and retrieved.

Dealing with the sorting of these massive numbers of different children and adults was a monumental task. It was critical to properly separate children that would need special care from ones that could be directly returned to their parents. Also complicating the situation were children reported as dangers to others like the Busta Boys which had to be separated for evaluation. Gang members or employees that could directly show that they were employed by Isengrim were separated and treated exceptionally well. Innocent witnesses, innocent patrons like the bachelor party, and others deemed non-complicit in the abuse of the children were separated. Determining the degree of innocence and guilt in the remaining employees and patrons was a difficult process involving many interviews as well as interviews and statements from the children and other patrons. This entire process took several days to complete with former kids dealing with the rescued kids and experienced interrogators dealing with the others.

The top priority at the moment was making sure Jack was able to get back into position for the next mission and that all operatives and resources were prepared for the next night's operation. Reynard got a report that his bunny agent had been quite banged up and had been treated with an ice bath, painkillers and medication to reduce the swelling. He was x-rayed and appeared to have avoided any broken bones, but had a sprained leg and ligature marks on his legs and arms from being tied up extremely tightly. He also had severe bruising to his throat and neck.

Reynard visited his agent in the medical wing to hear his report and see how he was feeling about the next phase of the operation. Jack gave him a full report and Reynard let the bunny know the results of his hard work and all the kids he had helped to save.

Reynard informed his young secret agent, "Jack, I am going to hold off on putting you back in the field until tomorrow as you need time to heal."

Apparently Jack was not very happy about this news, "Sir I am sorry for the cock-up. I was a right tosser to think I could just walk in and become the right-hand of the boss. But please don't punish me by not letting me get back in there and give it another go."

The fox seemed very sympathetic toward his young agent, "Jack, I am not disappointed in you at all. Far from it. I am not punishing you. I need you healthy for this new mission and the one after that. Throwing you right back into another situation where you could be abused is far too dangerous in your current condition. You did a great job of adapting to the situation. Your only fault was being a good bit overexuberant and overconfident. It is fully understandable. I was the same way as you were when I first started at an age just a couple years older than you."

The bunny considered his boss' words and seemed satisfied, "I suppose I learned a bit eh? Can't go in thinking I can do it all."

Reynard nodded his head, "Exactly, trust in your fellow operatives to help you. That is what they are there for. We already have them in the other territory checking out the entire operation. Fortunately we understand most of the victims are together in a couple locations. We primarily just need you to get a good idea where everyone is kept, who is in charge, and their defenses. We will need you to report all this to those operatives as soon as you can so they can get it to the agents to prepare for what they will be facing."

Jack thought of something, "I need a way to know the exact time Red. It almost caused me to screw up everything. Fortunately I had a friend that fancied me that was able to help me out of a jam."

Reynard handed Jack a new thin foldable knife, "The communicator had a clock in it, but it was not readable in the dark. Guess Felix didn't think of everything. I was able to find you a knife with a small digital clock in the handle which you can read in the dark by pressing the button next to it."

This seemed to brighten Jack's mood, "Brilliant! Hated to whinge about the other sir. Well it did give me an excuse to chat up a proper bird."

Reynard grinned at that, "Ah the cute little leopard girl I believe. You do have quite exceptional tastes, but how about thinking about that after your missions are over. I need your head completely focused on the task at hand."

Jack looked a bit insulted, "Sir I'd be a terrible agent to be on the pull while on a mission. I might fancy her, but would be complete failure if I let any bird lead me around by my John Thomas."

The fox laughed at that, "Well it is okay to have some fun while out there. Sometimes a cute little distraction can be just what you need to keep your spirits up. Just make sure it never interferes with your objective. Felix will be by to fill you in on what you need to do tomorrow. You just rest up and get better. Did you want me to have them send the little girl by to see you?"

Jack considered this and answered, "Appreciate the offer boss, but I am a bit knackered and a right shambles at the moment. I need to focus on the mission rather than a fit totty anyway. I'll check her out on the by and by when everything's sorted."

Reynard grinned at the serious bunny, "Okay Jack… just let them know if there is anything you should need."

He then waved goodbye to his little secret agent and went to check that everything was ready for the night's festivities.

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That evening Reynard and his lieutenants as well as several bodyguards just happened to be meeting at a building on the eastern edge of their district on the border with the Meadowlands District. They were directing three small strike teams which hit three smaller sex clubs operating in that district clearing them out and heading north. All three strikes were handled simultaneously and they were out of the district in around thirty minutes. They put everyone on a ship and were transported around the waterway to some hidden islands in the Docks District. Fortunately these operations were not run by the Meadowlands boss, but Reynard was quite sure the boss was receiving a sizable cut for allowing these places to operate in his district. This made it fairly simple to sort as all the children were innocent and needed varying degrees of rehabilitation and all employees and patrons were guilty, and no gang employees of the district boss were involved. Reynard greatly appreciated a quick and simple operation after the huge undertaking the previous night. They were still working to process everyone from the Sahara Square operation and were having to check with informants to verify if certain individuals actually worked for Isengrim. It was very important that no employee's of the wolf were harmed to prevent any excuses for a war. All gang members were on high alert for the entire week in case any retaliation was detected.

Early the next day Jack was put in place at the largest slave operation in the Tundratown District in between Frosty Rd. and Hailstone St. His cover was a former slave who was being transferred because he had been mistreated and needed a safer environment. It was not hard to convince the slave buyers of this story considering all the bruising all over Jack's body, the marks on Jack's paws, feet and neck, and his sprained leg. Jack had been given several doses of medication to hide in his pouch in case he was untreated by the staff at his location, and was currently still on high levels of pain killers and anti-inflammatories.

The old bear named Bernard who escorted him from the holding pens seemed fairly sympathetic to Jack as he led the limping bunny to visit the overseer.

"Ya seemed to have gotten tha worst of it." The old bear commented.

Jack was playing a beaten down submissive slave in order to hopefully help him recover without further abuse, "Aye sir. My lil body is not really meant to handle such treatment."

Bernard looked at the bunny sadly, "Ye barely would fit in me paw. We'll give you over to Darla instead and she'll keep ya with the lil uns so ya don't get hurt."

Jack had built up a bit of rapport with the old bear and so he tried to take advantage of it sounding thoroughly downtrodden, "Bernard sir… could you… could you please show me around?"

Bernard considered his request and responded, "Ole Darla will show ya whatcha need ta know."

Jack didn't figure old Darla would show him anything but where to work, sleep and eat. He needed a thorough layout of the place so he shivered and looked miserable, "I… I'm not ready to see other kids yet."

The old bear looked at the timid bunny, "The other kids do that to ya?"

Jack nodded his head and looked down and continued shivering.

Bernard gently pet the little bunny and put his paw out palm up on the ground and nodded his head. Jack hopped onto the paw and was lifted into the arms of the old bear. Jack happily snuggled down into the bear's arms where it was warm and comfortable.

Bernard told him, "It'd take half the day for ya to get around at yer speed. Ole Candrid would have both our hides."

Jack looked up at the bear, "Candrid… is he tha boss?"

Bernard shook his head, "Nah, that'd be Jax. Never see him. He stays in tha building over thar."

The bear pointed to a medium sized two story building. Jack noted they had a guard tower at the top of that building and a guard at the bottom entrance who actually seemed to be on alert.

The bear continued, "Candrid runs the place. Cracks tha whip so ta speak. Just do what yer told and you'll be fine."

Jack nodded and snuggled closer, "Thanks sir. I just like being with you. I don't want ta get lost if I find myself outside and would like the extra time with you."

Bernard smiled at that, "Yer a sweetun… wish ya were home with yer ma… but this should be a lot easier than ya had it. But since ya asked so nicely I'll give ya the whole tour."

The bear wandered around the entire facility pointing out the buildings where the older kids were located, various work locations, housing locations, guard stations and tons of the other features. The facility was an entire cul-de-sac with high walls with razor-wire on top built between the outer buildings and only one secure way in or out. It was essentially a castle, and was only missing a moat and a drawbridge. But they had two locked gates with guards and a guard tower. Jack noted that any of the slaves he saw wandering around didn't have collars. Apparently there was no escape from this location and so collars and leashes were unneeded. If you didn't go where they wanted, you most likely got some not too gentle punishments. Bernard told Jack which guards were nice and which weren't. He would wave to various ones and they would greet him.

At the front Bernard struck up a conversation with an older goat who was sitting on duty. Bernard greeted him as JimJim.

"Bernie whatcha got there?" The old goat asked.

Bernard smiled at him and replied, "This here's a new one named Pip."

JimJim gave the bunny a close look and smiled, "Well he's a cute one. Looks a bit beat up. Who'd do that to him?"

The bear looked sad, "Last place he was at. Dumb ta put a lil'un like that with older roughuns."

JimJim nodded his head and looked at Jack, "Well Pip, at least you got it better here. I think Bernie'd adopt you if he could. You take him to Darla yet?"

Bernard shook his head, "Nah… lil'un wanted ta spend some time with me. Anything interest'n goin' on?"

The old goat shook his head, "Nah same ole same ole. Some trucks coming through in a bit as usual, but no visitors."

Jack looked at the old goat and asked, "JimJim… how many like me live here?"

The goat grinned at the bunny, "Ya afraid yer gonna get lonely?"

Jack shook his head, "Just curious is all sir."

JimJim looked at Bernard and asked, "Not rightly sure. Bernie how many ya figure?"

Bernard looked up into the air and seemed to be calculating. He finally answered, "Weeell I 'm guessin' like about 250 to three hundred or more here like lil' Pip here… about half that across town."

Jack tried to look surprised, "Soooo many. How do ya take care of them all?"

Bernard answered, "Well we have quite a few ta take care of ya younguns and make sure ya are kept safe."

The bunny looked out the front gate curiously, "Someone trying to come in and harm us?"

JimJim laughed at this, "Yeah well you never know. But you don't want to have to go to other places like you came from. At least here they let you have some time to play outside each day and make snowmammals, sled or have some snowball fights."

Jack shivered and looked at them a bit scared and Bernard noticed, "JimJim ya scared tha lil' fella. They won't let tha biguns throw stuff at ya Pip. You will be with other lil'uns."

Jack nodded seeming satisfied with the answer. Bernie then waved goodbye to the goat and the apparently beaten and defeated bunny kept his sharp eyes and ears open noting every detail. They wandered around the whole facility a couple of times and Jack chatted to the old bear about how he ended up here. Apparently times were tough and this was the only job paying a living wage in the district for an old run down bear. Feeding a bear family was not cheap. The bear kept the bunny wrapped in his arms to help keep him warm as the temperature in the district was kept well below freezing to prevent any of the snow from melting. Jack had been given an old beat up coat, but the cold was still brutal on any exposed parts of the body. Natural fur coat or not, it could be quite rough being a small thin bunny in such an environment. He was not a polar bear, normal bear, snowshoe hare or arctic fox designed to withstand the extreme cold. His body was designed to live out in the sunshine and enjoy nice temperate environments.

Jack tried one more time to get an answer to his question in a different way, "Bernard sir… how many of you stay to protect us at night?"

Bernard seemed to consider the bunny's question, "You worried about an attack? Don't let JimJim scare you. You should be nice and safe here."

The bunny was still not getting an answer to the question so he tried a different tact, "I am just worried if you are gone and JimJim is gone no one will be here to protect me."

The old bear answered him, "Well only a few of us with families like myself go home at night. Most will stay in those barracks over thar if they are not on duty. So even if they are not out guardin', they will be here to make sure you are safe."

The bunny thought this was a very nice bit of helpful information which made him quite a lot happier, but not for the reason the bear thought. He was glad the bear would not be here tonight. He didn't want anything bad to happen to the friendly bear who only wanted to keep his family fed.

Jack needed to know one more important piece of info, "Bernard sir… how will I know the boss… if I see him. I don't want to make him mad."

Bernard looked at him, "Ya mean Candrid… he's a nasty ole warthog. Thinks he owns everyone. Ya can't miss him."

Jack considered this and asked, "What about the main boss. Jax did you say?"

The old bear shook his head, "Ah, you shouldn't have ta worry about that one. But if ya see a big polar bear with an eye patch, just stay out of his way."

The bunny asked a follow-up question fishing for the final piece of information he needed, "They live in the barracks too with the others?"

Bernard laughed at that, "Fat chance. Nah… them top ones have places in tha building thar I showed ya where they work. Ya are a curious little one Pip."

The bunny decided to use his new approach to cover up for his previous line of questions, "Sorry Mr. Bernard. I just like being with you and hearin' ya talk to me is all. Can you tell me about your family?"

This explanation seemed to work quite well as the bear seemed to understand and accept the bunny's reasoning. He told Jack about his wife and their two older children who were adults now, but were having problems finding any work. Jack asked them if they considered moving to a different district to find work. The bear let him know it was tough all over. The only real steady work without trade skills or education was working for the gangs, and the only work for bears in those organizations was as fighters and enforcers. But he and his children didn't really have the temperament for that kind of position.

The gusts of snow were now really blowing and a mist of ice seemed to swirl in the air. The bear tried to protect the little bunny from the cold, but finally convinced the little one that he needed to take him out of the freezing weather much as he hated to part from his welcome company. The bunny finally nodded regretting having to leave his new friend's company, but seemed to understand that he needed to finally join the rest of the group. After his experience with the Busta Boys, Jack was not excited about leaving the company of the first kind employee of slavers he had ever met.

The bear took him into a large building and the heat hit him like it was a physical slap. He had been out in the cold for so long that being inside felt strange. As the bear placed him into the arms of Darla who was a middle-aged sheep, he instantly missed the warm comfy arms of the friendly bear, but the soft fluffy arms of the sheep felt quite nice as well. The sheep seemed to dote on the little bunny as the bear repeatedly made sure she understood the bunny was very fragile and had been hurt by larger older slaves and was quite frightened of being harmed again.

The sheep made sure the bunny understood, "This place is nothing like that last place Pip. We wouldn't put such a small bunny with such older cruel kids. Come with me and I will introduce you to some new friends."

As Darla walked him around the building, Jack noticed it was a large building that appeared to be a factory with all kinds of clacking, thumping, tick ticking as well as the occasional sound of steam being expelled in large bursts. As he passed by different rooms, he could catch glimpses of organized rows of benches and tables full of various young mammals of numerous different species and sizes. These kids seemed to be a lot older than him, most appearing to be in their early teens. They seemed to have an organized factory here with the purpose of using the kids as dedicated slave labor rather than focusing on selling them to individuals. While the work in the other facility had been piecemeal, the work here was extensive and constant. The numbers of slaves in this district were staggering with around 450 to five hundred or more kids used as nothing but cogs in a machine. Jack hated to think of the condition of kids stuck here for years with no education, no hope, nothing but the constant tasks thrown at them every day. He supposed they treated them better here simply because they had no plans to sell them off, but to use them until they had nothing left.

Darla had walked down the long hallway and must have passed a dozen rooms. She stopped at a room near the end and opened the door. Inside was a small room with over a dozen small kids like himself. Interestingly there was no one even watching or guarding the kids. All the kids glanced up at him as he entered and quickly looked back down at the tasks they were working on. They all seemed to be quite defeated and hopeless. This seemed to be in contrast to the kids at the last location in the Sahara Square Disctrict. Darla placed Jack down next to a small badger around Jack's age who was sitting on a small metal bench working on sticking gears of some kind into an electronic device. Piles of these electronic devices of unknown purpose surrounded him.

Darla spoke to the young badger, "Tailor this is Pip. How about you show him the ropes. He can help you."

The young badger looked annoyed and expressed this in his tone, "He's gonna mess up my quota. Don't have time to be trainin' some newb."

Darla spoke to him patiently, "If you train him properly you'll do quite well. You'll get credit for all the ones he does."

This seemed to improve the mood of the badger, "Really? What if he screws up?"

The sheep let the little badger know, "Just watch him close to make sure he doesn't. Pip here may look beaten, but he seems very bright. Look at his little bunny paws. They should do really well for the work you are doing. I think you'll find you'll come out way ahead. Bet you'll be begging to have him assist you tomorrow. You'll probably earn extra rations."

Tailor seemed to let this sink in and he nodded his head looking more enthusiastic, "Okay, we'll see. How long do I get to keep him?"

Darla placed Jack gently down next to the badger patting the bunny's head, "We'll see how it goes and if he gets along with you. Be nice to him and you may get him for a couple days."

The badger nodded his head and the sheep closed the door and left.

Eight of the kids seemed to be working on a long assembly line sitting at a bench that sat next to a fifteen meter long metal table placed against the wall to the outside. Four more metal tables and benches were placed perpendicular to the long table. Two kids were located at two of the other benches, one was at the third and Jack and Tailor occupied the fourth.

Strangely after the sheep left no one looked up or said a word. Jack had expected them all to turn to him and excitedly start talking, but they seemed to just be focused on their own tasks.

Jack turned to the badger who was almost twice the size of him, and started to ask him a question when the badger scowled at him and shook his head speaking to him in an annoyed voice, "Listen up newb. I'm not gonna have you screwing up my quota with your jabbering. You do this pile here, okay, and then I'll answer your questions. See these little gears here? You put the big one in here first, then the blue one on top and the smaller blue one next to it here. Then you stick this switch thing here in this socket and this little display here. You got that?"

Jack nodded his head.

"Okay well let me watch you do a couple and make sure you have it all down." The badger ordered with a stern look.

Jack proceeded to place the gears and small pieces into place. It took a few to get the hang of it. The parts were quite small and delicate, but as the sheep had said, delicate little bunny paws were quite good at handling tiny parts.

The badger seemed satisfied with Jack's work after he did ten perfectly, and went back to doing his pile while Jack proceeded to work on the stack before him. There must be several hundred of these to do. It was going to take quite awhile for him to get to any questions, but Jack didn't want to stand out as a troublemaker, so he quietly went about his task working as quickly and efficiently as possible. The badger saw the progress of the bunny and began to improve his mood as he saw the effectiveness of bunny power. After about thirty minutes Jack had finished his whole stack and the badger passed part of his remaining stack over to the bunny to complete. After another fifteen minutes they were done.

Tailor then inspected each one placing them in a box. He filled five boxes with a hundred each and carefully carried them over to a bin against the opposite wall that said 45-4. He then happily wrote his name and the totals into a logbook on a small table to the far left of all the bins. Jack noticed the other kids were placing boxes and removing others from the bins and making notations into the logbook as well.

"You know your numbers and letters?" The badger suddenly asked him.

Jack nodded.

"Well that is good. Surprising though at your age. You can talk now Pip. Names Tailor." The badger reached out shook Jack's paw.

"Where did you learn you numbers and letters and what happened to you?" The badger asked.

Jack answered him timidly, "My… my Momma taught me some. I learned a bit in bunny preschool. Got beat up by a bunch of really mean big kids last place."

The badger seemed surprised by his answer, "Your Mom teach ya so she could get more money for you?"

Jack was stunned by this question, "Huh?"

The badger tried to explain, "You know, when she sold you. She think she could get a better price by teaching you?"

"Sold me?" The bunny didn't know what to make of this question.

Tailor seemed to understand, "Oh… they didn't tell you? Usually most parents will sell the kids right in front of the slaver agents so they know they are supposed to behave and do whatever the masters want. Your Mom didn't tell you to go with these guys and do whatever they said?"

"No… no I was stolen off the street. All the kids here were sold by their parents?" Jack was shocked by this news. He didn't think that many parents were as bad as his dad, but he may have to revise his opinion if this was true. How could any parent sell their child to a slaver?

The badger corrected the bunny, "Not all the kids here were sold by their parents, but many of them were. I suppose the parents thought they couldn't afford the kids and saw an easy source of money solving both their problems. My mom sold me so she could afford to feed my brother and sister. I guess she thought she couldn't feed all three of us."

"That's horrible! How could any parent sell their child into this?" Jack asked in wonder.

"Well I suppose it is better than starving to death or being killed by their parents like other kids I knew." The badger regretfully admitted.

Jack thought of all the kids who had been taken from parents who loved and wanted them. No wonder all the kids here seemed to have no hope or fight in them. If their own parents didn't want them, even if they got out of here they had no where to go and no one that even wanted them except as something to be sold to some other group that wished to use and exploit them. This place was really starting to depress Jack. At least at the other place he was rescuing kids to be returned to parents who loved and missed them terribly. He wondered about little Silvey and the stories she told of her family and the life she so desperately wanted to get back to. Well regardless of how all the kids got here, they did not deserve this. He just wondered what Reynard would do with them and what would be done to the parents that did this to these innocents. He was glad that he didn't have to make those kinds of decisions. He had a mission to accomplish and what happened after that was not his concern. His boss loved all children, and he was sure they would be far better off under his care than these slavers. He supposed the slavers could hire kindly caretakers like Darla and Bernard because all the fight and rebellion had been driven out of everyone so a gentle touch worked best.

"Has anyone escaped from here?" He found himself asking all of a sudden.

The badger was a bit taken back by his question at first, and then he answered, "Escape to where? Most likely anyone leaving here would starve or freeze to death once out on the streets. I had not heard of anyone escaping. There were rumors that some kids tried to go over the wall once. They said they found them the next day dead, cut to pieces by the wires with blood all over. It was well before I got here so I don't know if they are true. You aren't thinking of escaping are you Pip?"

It was the way that Tailor asked that question that alarmed Jack. He asked it as if he was asking if Jack planned to slit his wrists or stab himself in the heart. He decided to dissuade the badger that this was a possibility, "Oh… no… no Tailor I wouldn't try that. Was just curious is all. This place seems a lot different than the other place I was at. Escape was all everything there talked about is all."

"Ah… that explains it." The badger seemed to accept Jack's proffered reasoning, "No wonder the big kids hurt you. They musta just been frustrated with their situation and took it out on you. Well we are all happy here. With your help on these quotas we might even get some dessert. It's been awhile since I have gotten that."

Jack was very dubious of that statement about happiness from what he had seen from the other kids at this place, but decided to keep his mouth shut. He was unsure how much he was going to learn from these kids if they had no desire to escape or leave. He had plenty to report anyway already. The only thing he was worried about was getting the information to Mini, Razer and the rest of his team of mini-spies. He had no way to contact them, and had to hope they found him in time. The teams coming to get him needed the information he had acquired well before he was due to call Felix at 1:00 AM.

Jack spent the rest of morning helping Tailor fulfill his quota, and apparently they did earn several rewards. When they went to the first lunch shift in the cafeteria building with about a 160 or more other kids, they got an extra entree as well as a dessert. Apparently the other kids noticed this immediately and a mad bartering system took place with numerous other offers being made to the badger and the bunny for their additional food. They were offered everything from others asking to do their chores for a week to exchanges of newer coats and shoes when the kids went outside to play. Jack decided to eat both his entrees as he didn't know if was going to need the extra energy for his mission. However he decided to have fun with his dessert. There was a certain little lamb he had his eyes on since he saw her working on the long assembly table.

After he had eaten his entrees, he took his tray and joined the lamb at her table sitting next to her. She had the fluffiest white wool and cutest curls on her head. Her two friends looked at him quite surprised. The little zebra girl and a very young little hippo girl both looked at him like he had completely lost his mind. The lamb barely glanced up at him and then quickly looked down at her tray.

Jack smiled at her and softly nudged her, "Hi… I'm Pip. I just got here."

The zebra and hippo continued to stare at him incredulously, and his only response from the lamb was, "I know."

Well this one is a hard nut to crack. Jack wasn't used to girls this hard to talk to. He tried another attempt, "I just figured I needed some friends here and saw your lovely face and wanted to see if you were interested."

She glanced up at him briefly and then looked back down, "Interested in what?"

Hmm well apparently his cuteness was not working with this one. It was hard to know what this one was looking for. Girls were quite fickle and many times they had no idea what they liked. But Jack was not easily put off. He guessed every guy failed with this cute little lamb because they quit as soon as she failed respond to them. But Jack was not just any guy.

He decided to answer her, "In being my friend. What's your name?"

The zebra and hippo were whispering quietly to each other, but they failed to understand that they might as well have been shouting when bunny ears were involved.

The zebra was whispering shocked, "Is this guy crazy? Everyone knows not to talk to Baabs."

The hippo whispered back, "He's new. He doesn't know any better."

The zebra seemed concerned whispering, "Rowdy will kill him. He's just a little bunny."

The hippo whispered back, "She better get rid of him quick."

Jack didn't exactly know what was going, but it sounded like whoever this Rowdy was thought he owned this little lamb and no one else was allowed to talk to her. Well Jack had faced every kind of bully imaginable, and he was not easily deterred.

He decided to push his chat with the lamb, "Is your name Baabs? I think that is what someone mentioned. I had a proposal for you."

The little lamb then looked up at this persistent bunny answering surprised, "Pip… you are sweet and all, but you need to get away from me for your own safety."

Jack gave her his best smile, "You just seemed like you needed a friend. Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be lonely."

The lamb looked down embarrassed, "I… you think I am beautiful?" She looked up at the bunny with a shy smile and then quickly looked back down, "I… I'm not allowed… you shouldn't be talking to me. I don't want you to get hurt."

Jack had a good idea what the situation was and decided to test how much any of this was her idea as he moved next to her and placed his arm around her back, "Baabs, do you have a boyfriend? I just want to be your friend is all. How can that be wrong?"

The look the little lamb gave him told Jack everything he already had suspected as she glanced at him with a bit of disgust, "No… yes… well… it's… you shouldn't talk to me."

Just then a large shadow loomed over the two of them and the zebra and hippo girl got terrified looks on their faces staring toward the source of the shadow. Jack didn't need to look to know what would be standing there trying to intimidate him. Being in foster care and dealing with the bigger kids constantly tormenting him all his life had thoroughly prepared him for this situation.

Jack decided to completely ignore the bully in the room speaking instead directly to Baabs, "No one should tell you who you can and can't talk to or who you can or can't be friends with. Anyone like that would be a massive tailhole."

"Who you calling a tailhole you little long-eared runt?" A gruff outraged voice seemed to be directed at him.

Jack smiled and absently looked up to see a ram of about nine or ten glaring at him. He decided to nonchalantly answer him, "I suppose I am calling you that if you are the one thinking you can dictate who this exquisite little lamb can and can not associate with."

The ram seemed quite confused by Jack's words. Most likely he didn't understand what Jack was saying as he didn't seem the brightest bulb in the room. But finally the ram seemed to decide that whatever Jack had said was an insult and spoke to those around him, "Mr. Fancy Words thinks he is gonna take my girl! I'm gonna pound you good runt."

"I believe the fact that she is your girl is quite debatable. You seem to be under the impression that simply because she is a lamb and you are a ram, that you own her as your property. Even though she might be a slave doesn't mean you can own her heart. She should be free to be friends and love whoever she wishes." The bunny stated to the entire room snuggling next to the lamb and smiling at her.

Apparently no one had spoken to or dared act like this to the ram before as he seemed frozen with apoplectic rage. Finally he decided that whatever the bunny had said was impossible to ignore no matter the consequences, and he moved around the table and grabbed for the bunny. However Jack would be damned if he was going to be harmed further by bullies, especially by the likes of this dolt. He had lifted his feet under himself as he recognized the situation was escalating and using his ears and senses he judged the ram's position. Right as the ram began to reach for him, he leaped upward with all his might and punched the ram in the throat and immediately sat back down as if nothing had happened.

Even for someone looking directly at him it would have been difficult to see exactly what had happened. They didn't call it a rabbit punch for nothing. It was lightning fast and brutal. The results were exactly what Jack expected as the ram grabbed his neck with both hooves and began stumbling around crashing into the table behind them knocking trays and food all over resulting in a great deal of shouts of anger by the occupants of the table. The ram then stumbled around crashing into another table and pulled several trays off the table and onto the floor. The ram was gasping for breath and seemed to be failing. In his desperation he punched several kids and pounded another table and started tossing trays all over.

The zebra, hippo, lamb and kids from several tables all watched the display in horror and fascination. Jack sat looking down apparently completely unphased. He did notice that no one attempted to get up to help the ram. He also grinned as he saw the meek little lamb had a barely perceptible grin on her face.

A middle-aged moose suddenly appeared and grabbed the ram roughly pulling him away from table and pounded his back. The moose then grabbed the ram around the diaphragm from behind and pulled. Apparently the moose thought he was choking. Whatever the moose did seemed to allow the ram to breath as he desperately pulled air into his lungs in ragged gulps. The moose then asked what had happened, and the other kids explained that the ram had gone crazy knocking all their food off the tables, that he had not been eating anything and was not choking.

The ram then pointed to Jack, "He… the little shit… bunny… punched me."

The moose looked at the ram incredulously, "You expect me to believe that beat up tiny bunny there did that to you? What kind of moron do you take me for?"

The ram looked around for support, but saw none, and then realized how ridiculous his claims must seem. He lowered his head and accepted his punishment as the moose scowled at him and roughly dragged him away.

Jack acted like nothing had happened and directed his discussion to the lamb, "So where were we before we were rudely interrupted?"

The zebra and hippo girl stared at him in disbelief.

The little lamb shyly grinned at him, "You were saying you had a proposal for me. I'm Baabs by the way. Nice to meet you Pip."

Jack gave her a big smile, "It is my immense pleasure to meet you Baabs. I had this nice cake here and thought I would like to trade it to you since that seems to be how things are done here."

Baabs looked at him confused, "I… well… but what do I have to trade?"

Jack winked at her, "How about a kiss?"

The little lamb seemed shocked at first and then gave him a grin and nodded her head. Jack pushed the cake over to her tray and leaned in and gave her a soft gentle kiss on her lips. He noticed she let it linger quite awhile longer than he had expected. Apparently giving her tormentor his comeuppance warranted a special reward. Finally about a long while the two reluctantly pulled their lips apart as they noticed her friends and at least a third of the other kids in the room were all staring at the two of them with their mouths agape.

Jack then asked her, "So will you be friends with a simple bunny that thinks you are amazing?"

She nodded her head grinning at him shyly, "Sure Pip. But I think you are anything but simple. Will you share this cake with me?"

Jack nodded and happily nibbled on some of the cake Baabs fed him.

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Later when Tailor heard what happened, he was speechless. Not about Jack standing up to the ram. He couldn't believe the bunny had traded his dessert for a kiss.

"Are you kidding me? I could have gotten out of bathroom cleaning duty for that. How could you have done something so stupid?"

Tailor had been on the other side of the room trading his food during the entire incident so had only heard about it later.

Jack simply grinned at him, "Some of us have different priorities."

Tailor just shook his head in disbelief and muttered to himself about mad bunnies. Jack noticed the lamb would glance at him with a grin from time to time the rest of the afternoon. He would smile and nod at her. Anytime Tailor would notice this exchange he would shake his head and stare down at his task and mutter. The badger thought the bunny had misguided priorities, but apparently his agile little bunny paws were quite adept at doing all the tasks and they ended up running out of items to work on because they had to wait on other groups to complete their work first. So they went outside for a break early. Tailor showed off his new coat and boots pointing out that Jack could have had those if he had not been stupid enough to trade his dessert for something so stupid. Jack slid on some knitted tubes on his feet and put on the old tiny jacket he had arrived with and went outside. While normally rabbits did not wear shoes, in the freezing snow it became very uncomfortable wearing bare feet, so they would wear covering when outside for any extended amount of time.

The two played outside for awhile building some snow mammals and a fort. Jack saw Bernard wandering around and threw a snowball near him to get his attention, and Bernard came over to see how he was doing. It was good talking to the old bear who got a good chuckle hearing Tailor complain how the bunny was trading desserts for such stupid things as a kiss.

Bernard grinned at the bunny, "I think Pip here just has a different idea what is important Tailor. Good on ya Pip. There are few things worth living for… Pip here just figured that out at an early age."

The badger just looked at the two of them muttering about crazy mammals with frozen brains.

They were joined a bit later by other groups of younger kids, and the group of them had a good time battling each other. Tailor and Jack already had a solid fort built and they easily recruited several other stronger kids who wanted to fight alongside the bunny that had defied Rowdy. Apparently the ram did not have many fans among the smaller kids. Jack had never been in a snowball fight before, but he learned quite quickly. His small size was actually a great asset as he was a very tiny target. Initially the other team tried to target him, but found he was nearly impossible to hit and then got quite abused by his teammates. Jack would hide behind the lower walls of the fort and leap into the air and sling frozen balls of death at his adversaries. By the time their opponents could respond, he was safely behind the walls of the fort. They finally gave up even trying to hit him so he just hid behind the legs of the bigger kids and fired at will hitting with amazing accuracy. The kids on his team started nicknaming him Bullseye as he became so accurate that he even started calling his shots so only they could hear him. When his shots would leave his paws and smack their targets in the head his whole team would just crack up laughing and yelling, "Bullseye strikes again!"

Jack had never felt so accepted or had so much fun before. I would have never thought I would feel most at home among a bunch of slaves. It was such a bizarre situation. Eventually the two teams called a truce and all formally met the new bunny and spent the rest of their time playing various games like one where the other kids made stairs with their bodies, and Jack and the other small kids hopped up and down the makeshift steps. Jack was thankful that he had taken the medications he had hidden in his pouch at lunch or he would have been in a great deal of pain. But he was having so much fun any discomfort he felt barely registered. He had so many new friends who all wanted to get to know him, that he forgot he was even on a secret mission. But there was nothing he could do towards that goal at the moment, so having fun with the other kids became his current mission objective. This is the kind of objective I could get used to. Eventually the play time was up and they were all called inside, but because Tailor and him had finished early, they had gotten a lot of extra playtime outside.

Jack happily worked the rest of the afternoon helping Tailor finish all their tasks. They ran out of things to do before dinner, so Tailor took out a book to read and Jack joined Baabs and helped her finish all her work. Initially the other kids looked quite surprised as he hopped up next to her. Her big grin was the only reward Jack needed. She showed him what she was working on, and he quickly started working with her. Jack showed her that it was faster if he did the first part and she did the last rather doing them individually. In just over an hour the two had finished every single item they could possibly do. Baabs happily put her numbers into the log book which would earn her extra rations and a dessert, and the two spent their remaining time sitting next to each other whispering, talking about their lives.

She wanted to know about the last place he was at. He used his time at the orphanage and the slave pen at Sahara Square to mostly tell her the truth of what it was like for him living there. She was quite concerned about how difficult a time he had from bullies and other mean kids. He told her that was why kids like Rowdy didn't scare him. He told her he had seen ones many times worse. She told him that she and her brother were sold by their mother. She didn't know where her brother had been sent, but it was a different place. She thought he was in the other facility across the district. Her hope was that eventually she could get moved there or he could be moved to her location. Jack told her it must be nice to at least have a sibling. She thought it was quite unusual that a bunny had no brothers or sisters. He wanted to know what she thought about a mother that would sell her into slavery.

"I really don't know how to say Pip. I hated her for a long time at first. But I still miss her." She tried to explain.

Jack shook his head and honestly responded, "I couldn't imagine how I could forgive my parents if they had sold me. Baabs, if you could be returned to your Mom, would you want to be?"

The little lamb thought about this carefully and finally answered, "I… I don't know. If I could be returned to her with my brother and she wanted me… I guess I would like that."

Jack hoped he could make this happen. He would have to talk to his boss about such a strange situation. He hoped the fox would have a solution. Jack wasn't just talking to the adorable little lamb because it was fun. Once he got her talking she was a giant fountain of information. Apparently since she had been denied from talking to someone else for so long, now that she was freed she didn't want to stop talking, and Jack was quite happy to listen. She filled him in on every detail of how everything worked at the facility. She explained how they ate in two shifts with the younger kids eating first followed by the older. She explained that there were six sleeping areas separated by sex and age where they had all the beds together. Apparently they actually gave them real beds rather than a mat on the floor. Jack figured this did make sense as this was a permanent work area rather than temporary housing while they waited to be sold, so the kid's well-being was more important. He guessed they realized a well rested slave would do much better work.

"Can say a little bunny sneak in and visit a friend in the girls sleeping area at night?" Jack asked mischievously.

This got a giggle from the lamb, "Pip, you would get in so much trouble. If they caught you, they would put you in the locked rooms for a week."

He smiled at her, "It would be worth it."

He then looked at her seriously, "It would be nice to have a friend close by my first night here."

The lamb then looked concerned as she realized he was serious, "Hmmm I don't want you to get in trouble. But if you are really serious about it, I will try and switch beds with a friend of mine. She sleeps in a private corner. We'll have to trade one of our desserts we just earned with her though."

"That's fine, she can have mine. Maybe you will share yours." He responded with a grin.

Baabs then described the exact layout of all six sleeping areas and where the young girls sleeping room was located. Jack used a blank piece of paper and pen from the logbook to draw a map, and Baabs showed him where he would be and how to get to her room. Now he had a private place to call for support at night with a friend whom he could trust. Jack wasn't thinking about hanky panky with the little sheep. He was six after all. While it would be nice to sleep next to her, his mind was completely focused on the mission. He needed someone he could trust completely with him, and a private corner would be the ideal location especially if he had some certain midnight visitors of the extra tiny kind.

They then went to the dinner shift, and he enjoyed the extra rations earned for his work with Tailor and joined Baabs and her zebra and hippo friend. She left him briefly to talk to her friend in the sleeping quarters and Jack saw they had a brief discussion and the little antelope girl nodded her head and Baabs gave her the chocolate chips cookies they had gotten as a dessert bonus and half her bonus entree which was vegetable medley. When she came back she looked at Jack and nodded her head letting him know everything was set. While she was away Jack had slipped out medications from his pouch and took them with his meal. He needed to be in tip top shape for the evening's festivities.

He slid over his cookies and part of his extra entree to his little friend. She grinned at him and they worked on eating their dinner. The zebra girl looked disappointed for some reason and asked, "No kiss?"

Jack and Baabs looked at each other and laughed. She answered her friend named Trixy, "Trix, we thought we would take care of that in private this time."

Jack noticed Trixy seemed quite disheartened by this news but nodded her head. If Tailor wasn't so dim-witted about the joys of this kind of thing, he would have considered introducing him to the little zebra. Jack figured if he had stayed here longer, he would have found a nice match for her among his many new friends that might make her happy. It wasn't that he got a vibe that the little zebra had a thing for him. It seemed more she just liked the romantic idea of him and her friend.

But Jack grinned at Trixy and let her know, "Don't worry Trixy. We won't leave you out. We're just trying to keep everything low-key right now. Understand?"

The little zebra brightened her mood as she understood. She seemed to like being part of the romantic conspiracy. The little hippo just looked at all three of them shaking her head. Apparently she was not impressed. But apparently Trixy got a bit of a thrill as Baabs fed Jack some of the cookies he had given her. They shared the cookies with both the zebra and hippo as well so everyone was quite pleased.

After dinner they went back to the work room. Apparently they had to finish their new projects before they could go to sleep. Jack and Tailor finished their work fairly quickly and Tailor waited reading his book while Jack helped Baabs finish her work so she could go back to the dormitory early as well. The three of them all headed back to the dormitory building with Tailor mumbling about how much extra work having a female friend was. Baabs and Jack laughed at him. Jack walked the little lamb to the door to her room and reluctantly released her hoof letting her go inside.

He followed Jack to the young boys dormitory and Tailor showed him where an empty bed was located. He fussed at Jack letting him know he could have traded his food for a prime bed location if he had been smart instead of messing with a stupid girl. Jack just nodded at the badger as it was not worth arguing with him. Tailor then showed him where they had some books and materials where he could learn simple math, history or reading. Apparently the only time you had to actually learn anything was in the evening after work. And if you were slow at doing your work you probably never had any time to learn anything or read before they turned the lights out.

Jack was hoping that Mini and Razer would find him, but he figured they wouldn't contact him before the lights were out anyway. But there was one thing he could do. Apparently they were given pencils and paper to work on educating themselves in their free time. So Jack took a math workbook and some paper and pencils and worked furiously in his bed. Tailor seemed to approve seeing his new partner working so hard at learning. However Jack was not doing math, but instead was sketching out diagrams of the entire facility and listing every detail of the information he had gathered throughout the day. He listed every boss, their locations, the numbers of kids in both locations, the locations of all the workers and their approximate numbers, the location of all the kids in the dormitories, and detailed scale maps of every inch of the facility he had toured like Felix had taught him. Jack spent over an hour putting down every tiny detail he thought could possibly help. He then folded up the several sheets of paper and stuffed it into his pouch which was hidden by the bed sheets.

All this preparation work would minimize the amount of talking he would need to do with his tiny friends which would be extremely important considering the circumstances. He pulled his knife out and checked the clock and saw that it was almost 9:45 PM and knew from Baabs that lights went out at 10 PM. Most of the room was full now and the kids were preparing for bed. Jack noticed they even had assigned toothbrushes and pajamas. Tailor showed Jack where to get his new toothbrush and clothes and how to mark them as his.

The lights went out and all the kids got in bed. Jack waited thirty minutes and got up and slipped out of bed and went to use the restroom and then returned stuffing his pillow where his body would have been located. He then silently opened the door and listened carefully to make sure no one was coming. He slowly closed the door and crept down the hall as quickly as he could, careful to make no sound. He reached up high on his tiptoes to open the handle to the girls room. Fortunately they had doors with handles fairly low for the younger kids, but even among the young kids he was quite small. Apparently no one at this facility broke any rules, so they allowed the slaves a great deal of freedom including keeping the sleeping quarters unlocked. He could have probably unlocked the door if it had been locked, but it was high up so it would have been difficult. He was thankful he didn't have to attempt this as his height was certainly a handicap when unlocking things out of his reach. It was so strange not seeing adults escorting all the slaves around watching them as they did every task. He guessed that those that broke rules were punished quite severely. He saw how much more efficient it was to have slaves self-regulating. They must save quite a lot on costs not having to employ adults to oversee every aspect of the kids' lives. He also didn't discount the possibility that other slaves would report on anyone breaking the rules. That was why he was keeping everything he was doing quiet from every other kid except the one special one he trusted.

He closed the door very gently so as not to make a sound and listened carefully. He then slipped around the other beds listening for any sounds that would indicate someone awake and alert. He adjusted his path depending on the sounds he heard and made it to the corner where he hoped his lovely friend was located. He listened carefully and could hear her breathing, but it was not the breath of someone asleep. Jack had very attuned hearing and knew just from the very faint sounds of her breath it was her. However he didn't want to startle her and have her shout out, so he lightly patted her bed until he heard the sound of her turning toward him. He lightly touched her hoof with his paw and gently held it. He couldn't see her expression, but hoped she was smiling. He lifted up the sheet and slid in next to her moving to the side against the wall lying on his side and covered them with the sheet and blanket so they were hidden underneath to help muffle their voices or the sounds from their affections. She turned to face him and he held her next to him and gently kissed her. They kissed for several minutes before she tried to muffle a giggle.

She then whispered, "I feel so naughty, but it is nice having you here with me."

He kissed her and whispered back, "It sure beats being alone in a roomful of guys."

She giggled at that.

Jack then rubbed the little lamb all over. Her wool was so soft and fluffy. She seemed to think his fur felt quite nice as she did the same to him. She seemed to especially enjoy rubbing his fluffy little tail while he kissed her.

After they had fun for awhile touching each other and kissing, Jack decided he needed to prepare her in advance if his friends found him. It was unavoidable and he couldn't have her yelling and waking up anyone. He would have liked having a lot more time with her, but he was a secret agent on a critical mission and such fun would have to wait.

He sighed and whispered to her, "Baabs… I need to tell you something."

She giggled and rolled on top of him playing with his ears, "What?"

He played with the curls on her head, "I have some friends coming to meet me tonight. Really tiny friends. So please don't panic when they show up."

She giggled at him, "You're so funny."

He whispered to her sternly, "I'm serious. I wish I could just enjoy my time with you, but I have an important job."

She then stopped and whispered back, "You… what are you talking about?"

He slid the knife out of his pouch and pushed the light on under the sheets showing it was just after 11 PM.

She gasped and he put his paws over her mouth. She asked shocked, "How'd you get that?"

He kissed her and whispered back, "My friends and I are here to get you out."

"Out? Out of where?" She whispered confused.

"This place… the slave place." He answered her.

"Just me? How can you do that? We would be killed." She began to shake nervously.

Jack hugged her petting her head, "No doll, all of you. Everyone… your brother as well."

"Pip, what are you talking about?" She asked.

He kissed her again, "Can you just trust I care about you and won't let any harm come to you?"

He turned the light on again so he could look into her eyes so she could see he was very earnest in what he was saying. She finally nodded her head.

He then turned the light out and whispered, "I don't know when they are coming. Hopefully soon or we are going to be in trouble. I just wanted you to be ready when they arrive, okay?"

He could feel her nod her head. They both were silent as he listened carefully for any small sign of life, but heard nothing. He decided that the tension was going to eat himself and the little lamb up if they just stood still listening like this, so he stuck both of his ears out from under the blanket and began to quietly enjoy kissing her and rubbing her. When she tried to speak he shushed her and kept his ears listening carefully while enjoying her company. Jack figured he could multitask to take his mind off the life and death mission looming over them.

They kept this up for quite awhile, and the lamb started getting adventurous rubbing him under his pajama shirt and had begun rubbing him accidentally or otherwise in a place he had never been rubbed before by a girl or well anyone when he heard a tiny noise.

"Jack… Jack… you there?"

Jack cursed his damn luck. He sighed, but the mission came first. Such is the life of a secret agent. He regretfully gently grabbed her hooves and whispered, "They're here."

She stopped her rubbing and tried to speak and he put his paw over her mouth.

He stuck his head out of the sheet and whispered as softly as he could, "Mini… you there?"

About a minute later he heard tiny barely perceptible paws and then felt something tiny crawling on the bed. He lifted up the sheet and blanket and felt tiny paws and a small furry body climb over him. He lit up the clock just long enough to see it was 11:45 PM and a small mouse looking very anxiously at Jack and his lady friend.

"It's okay Mini… she is a friend. She knew you were coming." Jack whispered to his tiny ally.

The little lamb stared at the mouse as if he was an apparition finally whispering, "Pip… I… I thought you were kidding."

Jack grinned at her, "No dollface I would never kid about rescuing your lovely self. Mini, I have already got an entire map of the place and every detail possible I could gather."

Jack slid the sheets of paper from his pouch and unfolded them showing them to the mouse by the light of the little light in his knife.

Mini seemed quite impressed, "This is perfect. Sorry it took so long to find you. We've been crawling around in the vents for awhile. They didn't connect to the other room you were in so we had to go the long way around to the find the one coming here. And then it took Razer awhile to make me a hole. You seem to be doing quite a lot better than the last time I saw you."

Mini's chuckle almost got Jack to laugh as he whispered back, "Yes, the company and the accommodations are much better this time around. Is everything still scheduled for the right time?"

Mini shook his head, "No… because of the delay getting to you, we are pushing everything back a half hour. I need to get all this to HQ immediately so they can adjust all their plans. They will need the additional time to adjust for everything you have here. So make the call one thirty instead, okay?"

Jack whispered back, "You have info on the other location? We think Baabs' brother is there."

Mini answered, "We scouted the location, and from your map it seems to have a similar layout. From your details we can make some assumptions of what is located where there. I have to get going. You just remain here until our guys come for you okay? We need to know exactly where you are located, so stay put."

Jack nodded and Mini saluted him and stuffed the map and information into his backpack and disappeared off the bed.

Jack listened extremely focused as he heard barely perceptible paws scrambling up what he was assuming was another dental floss rope to the venting. He could barely make out some faint metallic sounds and then there was nothing.

He kept his paw on Baabs mouth until he was sure his tiny allies were clear, and then gently kissed her whispering mischievously, "Now where were we?"

"How could you be thinking about that?" She whispered to him incredulously.

Jack lit up the clock in his knife showing the time at 11:55 PM and then whispered, "Sweetheart, we have over ninety minutes to kill. Can you think of a better way to spend our time?" He grinned at her in the pale light and gently put her shocked hooves back where they had been rubbing just before Mini had shown up. She looked at the grin on his face and finally shook her head and began rubbing him.

Jack decided that this was the best way he could ever think to pass time waiting for something to start. He helped rid the little lamb of her pesky pajamas as well as his own and decided it was time he got an early lesson in sex education. Both Jack and Baabs apparently had no clue about this subject, but they had quite an enjoyable distracting ninety minutes exploring it as thoroughly as you could on six year old bodies. Jack had heard older kids at The Warehouse talk about playing doctor, but no one had any interest in a tiny bunny there. But Jack finally had an amazing lovely partner willing to let him work on obtaining his medical degree, and he was not wasting a minute. Before he knew it, his time was up. Jack noted to himself that if he ever needed a good way to stay awake until the wee hours, this was certainly the most effective.

A couple of minutes before 1:30 AM Jack slid his communicator out and folded the outer blanket covering them into thirds so that the triple thick blanket covered their heads and mouths. He told Baabs exactly what he was doing and she turned the light of his knife on while he set the communicator. Jack found having a confidant on a mission, especially one so lovely and willing as his little lamb, sure made things easier and much more enjoyable. He got everything set right and turned the device on as soon as the clock showed 1:30 AM.

Jack whispered into the microphone, "Gray Wonder looking for a taxi."

He listened for a minute and then repeated the message.

Then the silky voice of his instructor finally answered, "Papa here. How do you stand Gray Wonder?"

Jack answered whispering back, "In a roomful of young lovelies with an extra special friend."

There was a chuckle from the other end and then, "Sounds like you might want to stay there awhile. We got your letter. It was quite helpful. We have your pickup location. Hang tight until we come get you. It may take awhile to get to you. Understand?"

Jack responded whispering back, "Got it. How long until I check on the taxi?"

The voice on the other end informed him, "Fifteen minutes. Good luck Gray Wonder. Stay safe."

With that Jack heard the voice on the other end click off and Jack turned the communicator off and tucked it back into his pouch.

His little lamb friend whispered in a curious voice, "Gray Wonder? Pip… who… who are you?"

The little bunny turned his little light on the knife on and gave her a serious look whispering in his normal accent, "The name is Savage… Jack Savage love."

The lamb giggled at that and whispered back, "I knew you weren't any ordinary bunny or slave. I don't make special friends with just any guy you know." She grinned at him teasingly.

He kissed her and whispered back in his accent, "And I don't just chat up anyone either love. I guess we need to get dressed. Can't have them coming in here and finding us both starkers with your fanny out and my twigs and berries hanging in the breeze."

She giggled at this and whispered, "Jack can you talk to me like before? I can't understand what you are talking about. I think I know what you are saying, but I couldn't really find your whatever you called them too well."

She flashed the light down in the bunnies private area to emphasize the fact that Jack's berries were hidden and his twig was mostly hiding as well.

Jack grinned at her and whispered in his undercover voice, "Sorry love, they are kind of hidden on young bunnies until we get older. Doesn't mean they don't like you a lot. Maybe if you try licking it with your lovely tongue it might make an appearance."

The bunny shocked the little lamb as she whispered aghast, "Jack… that is… that is so bad. But… I do want to see it. But I thought you said we had to get dressed."

Jack assured her whispering, "We have plenty of time before they get to us. See if you can find it before they get here."

The curious little lamb held the little light and decided to see if licking it would show her more than just the tip. Apparently her efforts were rewarded, and after a few minutes she informed the bunny that he did have something there worth exploring. It was just very shy. Jack insisted she thoroughly explore if there was anything more to find while he relaxed and told himself this was the part of being a secret agent he could definitely get used to. By the time he heard someone coming through the door, she told him she found all she could, tiny though it may be. He let her know he quite appreciated her effort. The two of them made a mad scramble to find their pajamas and put them on when they heard voices in the room.

Suddenly the blanket and sheet were pulled off them and a voice above them said, "Found him."

Jack covered the little lamb with his body as he hadn't finished getting her shirt on. Jack's little fluffy bare rear was sticking up and Jack yelled, "Just a moment gents."

Apparently it took the mercenary a moment to realize what he was looking at and then covered them with the sheet and laughed, "It seems our little agent is all grown up."

A mad scramble went on and finally the two of them got fully dressed and Jack slipped the knife back into his pouch and removed the sheet.

He smiled at the fox mercenary that he knew from his last mission as Jasper and hopped off the bed and took the hoof of the little lamb and helped her out of the bed. He then told the fox, "Jasper, this lovely here is my special friend Baabs."

The fox grinned at him and informed the bunny, "Yes yes… now can we get a move on? We have a mission to complete."

There was chaos as the mercenaries in black connected all the sleepy confused young girls using adjustable cuffs and a long cable so they were all connected together. Once they were all connected, with the exception of Jack and Baabs, they instructed them to follow the leader out into the hall. Jack and Baabs let all the kids know that everything was fine and that they were being taken to a safe location. The girls all looked at them sleepily, but nodded that they understood and followed the leader down the hall with several armed mercenaries in front and behind. Jack noted that they had all the other dormitory doors secured with guards while they moved this first group outside. Jack, Baabs and Jasper followed behind the armed guards in front and moved out the front of the building where they saw large SUVs with special snow tires parked in front of the building.

Jasper was on the communications line with Felix and handed the communicator to Jack who let him know he was okay and they were loading the first group of kids into the vehicles. Just as he was describing the situation to his boss, Jack's powerful hearing pickup up a growl and then a voice he recognized. The voice was very angry and was not supposed to be there. Jack then informed his boss, "Felix, there is a bloody important matter I need to get sorted. Will contact you in a bit."

He then looked at Baabs and told her, "Love, will be with you later. Go with this group. I'll be along soon."

She nodded her head and got into the van and Jack grabbed Jasper's paw and pulled him toward the sound he heard. The bunny hopped like mad and the fox had a hard time keeping up as he rounded the side of one of the buildings to find three mercenaries in black standing before a large angry bear. The mercenaries were armed with a large tranquilizer gun aimed at the bear. The bear already had several darts sticking out of his fur. Jack rounded the corner and yelled, "Stop!"

The three mercenaries looked slightly startled at the bunny's appearance, but they knew who he was and stepped back from the bear. Jack hopped in front of them and he looked up at the bear and yelled, "Bernard… it's me."

The angry bear looked hurt and very disoriented, but upon hearing the voice of the bunny, he looked down at tiny gray figure in confusion, "Pip? Pip that you? Run Pip… before they grab ya!"

Jack shocked the mercenaries as he leaped into the air into the arms of the shocked bear who held the bunny protectively growling at the mercenaries.

Jack then looked up at his friend, "Bernie… they are not here to hurt me. They are my friends. They are here to rescue me."

The angry bear looked at the bunny in confusion and then asked him, "Pip… what are ya talking about?"

The bunny patted the bear's arm, "They are helping to rescue all the kids here. You weren't supposed to be here tonight. Why are you here?"

The bear began to calm down slightly as he answered the bunny, "One of the other'n were sick. They had me stay ta take his shift."

Jack turned to the mercenaries, "Bernie's my friend. He won't be a bother. He'll come quietly. Right Bernie?"

The bear looked down at the bunny still a bit confused and then nodded his head.

The bear then followed the mercenaries who were keeping a close eye on the bear, and they headed to the vans. Jack noticed they had a long line of adults restrained and sitting on the ground being carefully watched. Jack stopped and pointed to a warthog and asked the bear, "Bernie, that's Candrid?"

The bear nodded and the mercenaries pulled the scowling warthog up and carted him away into one of the vans Jack knew they used for interrogations.

Jack then asked the mercenaries, "Have you located any polar bears?"

They nodded and pointed to three large polar bears very well restrained and watched by a rhino mercenary.

Jack looked up at Bernard and asked him, "Bernie, which one is Jax?"

Bernard whispered to the bunny, "Don't rightly know Pip. Never seen him before."

Jack then told the mercenaries, "Shine a light in their eyes and see if one of them doesn't work right."

A tiger mercenary followed the bunny's suggestion shining a flashlight in each of the polar bears eyes and found one that seemed to have one dead eye.

Jack informed the tiger, "That must be Jax, the main boss."

The rhino not so gently helped the large polar bear to his feet, and the tiger and two other mercenaries led the growling polar bear to the interrogation van.

The mercenaries then loaded all the remaining captured adults into two other large SUVs. These vehicles and the one with the young girls and his special friend Baabs were driven out of the complex. Jack asked Bernard to help them escort all the remaining kids out of the building. He convinced Bernard to help let the other kids know everything was okay and to come without any fuss to prevent any of them from getting hurt.

"Bernard, I will make sure nothing bad happens to you okay?" The little bunny told the bear.

The confused bear saw how everyone seemed to listen to and defer to the bunny for some reason and believed him. The bear was witnessing the formerly beaten down and defeated bunny sound like a very confident and important boss. While the bear was confused, he knew his little friend was certainly no ordinary bunny and something very special indeed. It didn't hurt that they gave the bunny strange communications devices which he used to communicate to whoever was running this whole massive operation. Jack and Bernard then helped gather all the other kids and lead them out to waiting vans. Having Bernard and Jack help escort them out made the rest of the operation run very smooth and efficiently. Quickly they had all the kids packed in vans and driven out of the complex. Jack stayed with Bernard and helped answer the questions of the mercenaries as to where everything was located as the mammals in black made sweeps of each building. Jack convinced the bear to tell the mercenaries any places where employees may be hiding and also the location where they kept any kids that were being punished. They found Rowdy and two other older kids in the locked cells. The ram was quite surprised to find the little bunny directing operations, and even more surprised when Jack told him he was being rescued. The former bully and tormentor was quite thankful to the little bunny, and seemed quite appreciative when Jack assured him he would be safe and he was there to rescue every kid, the ram included.

Once they were sure the facility was clear and they had collected every scrap of documentation from the bosses offices, Jack, Bernard and the remaining mercenaries got into the final vehicles and headed to the waiting ships at the docks. Once they were aboard, Jack didn't want to leave his frightened friend, but they finally convinced him that the bear needed to be processed and separated, but assured him nothing would happen to him and he would be placed with those considered non-combatants. Jack assured his friend he would check on him when they got back and make sure he was okay.

Jack received a report from the team at the other facility south of Sleet St. and found out they had rescued 182 kids and had captured fourteen adults. Jack looked down the manifests and found the one he was looking for and had a very surprised young ram pulled from the group of kids. He led the ram to meet a special young lamb he also had pulled out of the main group and placed into a private room.

"Jack!" The excited young lamb exclaimed with a big smile as soon as she saw the bunny hop into the room.

"Hiya love, I have a surprise for you." The young bunny told her with a grin.

The lamb got a curious look on her face which turned into shock and then she began to run until she slammed into and hugged her surprised missing brother. The three of them all had quite an unusual reunion as Baabs introduced her brother to her special friend and rescuer. Jack told them he would talk to his boss about the possibility of returning them to their mother. But he warned them that his boss would never return them if he thought anything like what happened to them would ever happen again. They both nodded that they understood that the chances of their return were tenuous and dependent on these unlikely conditions. Jack got a wonderful feeling seeing the estranged siblings reunited. He found moments like these made all his work and sacrifices truly worthwhile.

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Reynard was looking at the results of the Tundratown missions with delight. Thanks to the information his little bunny agent had gathered, as well as the help the bunny provided onsite, they completed everything in under two hours and avoided any conflicts with the district gang. They had recovered 492 kids and captured forty-eight adults complicit in the slavery. Most of the kids seemed to be well cared for and required little medical help. However one of the most disturbing issues regarding a large portion of the kids, was the discovery that many of them had been sold by their own parents or relatives. This bothered Reynard greatly as his intention was to return all the kids to their rightful guardians. His little bunny agent informed him that some of the kids actually wanted to return to those same parents, but he would be damned if he would ever return a child to any guardian who would sell them into slavery or mistreat them. He was very tempted to take every one of those same guardians and show them firsthand the life they sold those kids into for a few years. But Reynard had so many other higher priorities than teaching lessons to these guardians. He was considering a few possibilities, but would have to think on them quite awhile longer and talk to many of these kids to determine the best choices to make to give them the best futures.

The choices regarding those working to enslave these same kids was also complicated. While the bosses fates were quite easy to decide, many of the workers at these facilities seemed to merely be there looking for a decent paying job to survive in this harsh world. At the Tundratown operation, a vast majority of the adults never even interacted with the kids, and most of those that did had treated them well and were looking out for their welfare. What to do with these adults weighed heavily on the fox as he couldn't condemn those who were trying to look out for these same kids the best way they knew how. A prime example was the bear who had befriended his young agent and had helped make the operation a quick success rescuing several kids who would have been difficult to locate as well as helping to locate several hidden slavers. His young agent was quite concerned about the welfare of the old bear, and he had assured the bunny that the bear's assistance would be taken into account when determining his fate.

Reynard had not gotten soft, far from it. The fox seethed wishing to execute anyone involved in harming any of the kids personally and offer them to his mistress to satisfy her screaming lust for blood and death. But he was also a pragmatist. He knew he could not paint everyone with the same brush, and it would require an examination of each situation on a case by case basis. The most important thing was not punishing those harming the children, but instead focusing on the children's welfare and futures. His decision with regards to the adults primarily centered around the chances that those same individuals might harm children in the future. This was his same concern regarding guardians of children who were responsible for their plight in the first place.

The second part of his mission in Tundratown was mostly a failure and waste of time. They had removed ninety-eight workers at several small known prostitution rings assuming there would be a large number of minors, but they only found three that were borderline at sixteen and seventeen all of whom seemed to have chosen the work out of necessity to pay for themselves or their families care. Reynard had plans to release all of the workers and patrons as soon as he completed final operations. The fox was against the entire idea of these prostitution operations, but they were a very low priority for him, and something he planned to deal with far in the future if he ever had the chance. But if the operations were not harming children and forcing them into the work, he really didn't have time to bother with them when so much other work needed to be done.

Once he was sure Jack was checked out medically and seemed to have partially recovered, he had operatives ready to put him into place. But first he wanted to talk to his young agent and see where his head was at. He knew that no one had faced such a trial as the young bunny, and he needed to be sure that his small but amazingly adaptable charge still had the drive to survive two more days of danger and potential torment. He found the bunny in the medical bay resting after being given treatment for injuries he had suffered.

The small bunny looked considerably better than the last time he had seen him, but that was not saying much. Reynard sat next to his bed and gently woke the bunny who seemed to be in good spirits, "Hi Jack. How do you feel?"

The bunny looked at him with confidence and gave him a bit of a grin, "Feeling quite chipper governor. Whatever they gave me in the veins put a right nice charge in me."

"Good… good… you ready to go back into the field?" Reynard wondered.

"Just try and stop me!" The young bunny remarked with a grin.

Reynard grinned back at him, "Excellent. I have a special reward planned for you after this was all done. You just focus on making it through, and I will make sure you enjoy some pampering and relaxation for a change."

The bunny considered this and asked, "Could I choose a companion to join me?"

The fox seemed to understand, "Ah, the little lamb you met and told me about? She is quite adorable. If it is acceptable to her of course, she may join you. I can't have you lonely. I will need to have a very frank discussion with her mother though before I would ever consider returning her and her brother to the care of someone who could do that to their children."

Jack nodded that he understood, "Brilliant! I know you will do whatever is best for them sir. But the lass is a bit busy reconnecting with her brother at the moment. I was hoping to get to know Silvey a bit better though. I met her on the first mission. She is the dog's bollocks."

Reynard laughed at this, "Ah yes, the little leopard girl. She has been asking about you. I think she thinks you are amazing as well. But I did want you to rest and not exert yourself. You sure the lamb wouldn't be better suited toward that task?"

Jack smiled, "Appreciate your concern boss, but I am sure Silvey will be returned to her family as soon as you find them. Not sure I will have another chance to get to know her if you follow my meaning."

Reynard held the little bunny's paw and gave him a gentle smile, "I do understand. You deserve a reward… many actually. Just focus on getting through the next two days safely. I will make a promise to you to personally make sure you get whatever training you need once we get you back home. This next mission may be the toughest because we have been unable to find out much of anything about the operation in Savanna Central. We know the location of the main operation, but have no idea if it is isolated to that or if other kids are spread around. We know it is a lot smaller than at Tundratown, but really have no idea if it is hostile like Sahara, or more benign like Tundra. You may need to depend on Felix's agents a lot more to accomplish your mission, so see if you can get isolated as much as possible. Also the map and information you provided certainly made things far easier for us last time. See if you can slip in some paper and a small pen inside that pouch this time in case you don't have any available. I even found you a small pen with a light."

The fox gave the bunny a very short thin pen with a small flashlight on the end. The bunny tested the pen writing on a magazine he had been reading and grinned.

"Thanks sir. This will come in handy. I won't let you down." The bunny assured the fox.

"I never had any doubts. Rest up a few more hours and we will get you in place this afternoon. Oh, and I believe I have found a solution for your friend the bear and his family. He has been quite useful in helping us understand how their operation worked and who was selling the kids. We have already picked up six of the seven different individuals responsible." Reynard informed him.

The bunny looked very relieved, "Could you tell me sir? Bernie is the gentlest kindest chap I've met. He would be good working with your kids."

Reynard nodded and answered, "That may be, but for now I was going to move his family to the Docks District. I didn't want any possible retaliation to befall them. Also I believe I have some work for both Bernard and his kids in my shipping business. I could use some strong bear paws to help with cargo."

The bunny gave him a big grin and seemed quite pleased with this news, "That's the bee's knees Red! Absobloodylootely! Bernie'll be over the moon I imagine. I'll have a little kip and be ready to take down these wankers in a jiff."

(Translation: "That Awesome Red! Yes! I bet Bernie will be so ecstatic. I'll take a short nap and then be ready to defeat these assholes soon.")

Reynard laughed and wished his young agent good luck.

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Felix had Jack delivered to the slave operation located south of Oat Rd. in Savanna Central by one of his double agents also working for the boss of the district. The agent thought the bunny was a favor for another job he had done. Because the slave operation only dealt with known agents for the district boss, this was the only way to place Jack into their organization. He had several of his spies watching the agent very closely to make sure Jack was being taken to the slave operation. If the agent attempted to take the bunny anywhere else, they had plans to remove him from the agent's possession. Fortunately the double agent did as predicted, and took him to the slave operation for his nice payday.

The first thing that happened was that Jack had small manacles placed on his paws and was pulled by a chain connected to those manacles. Jack was then left chained to a wall for thirty minutes and then hauled into a room with a few other mammals chained to walls. The thing that was unusual was that some of these looked to be adults and they looked miserable and in terrible condition. Jack was placed next to a male buffalo that looked to be in his thirties who looked like he had been beaten and was shivering not from cold but from abuse. Also in the room was an older male gazelle, a sheep in her twenties and a male wolf that looked to be eighteen or so who was muzzled. All the other animals had manacles around their ankles and were chained to a wall. Every one of them looked terrible and horribly abused. Jack realized he would need to be very careful when dealing with the bosses in this place if he wanted to survive.

The bunny quietly tried to speak to the buffalo next to him, but was completely ignored. What kind of fucking hellhole have I found myself in this time? Felix and Reynard had said they had very little information on this place and had no idea how many kids were trapped here. They didn't say anything about adults. Apparently any spirit in these mammals was thoroughly beaten out of them. Jack determined that frightened out of his mind bunny was going to be the best play to avoid dying. Considering what he had seen, this was not going to be a difficult acting job.

Apparently whoever was in charge was not in a hurry to see their new slave as the only life he saw in an hour was a nasty boar with a broken tusk who came in and smacked the wolf in the muzzle and placed cuffs and a chain on his paws and then unlocked him from the floor dragging him away while the wolf whimpered. When he saw the boar return awhile later and then glance at him and approach him, Jack crawled into the corner and shivered in fear with his nose quivering like mad. In order to build up believable fear for this performance, Jack thought about being tossed around like a ball wondering when he would fall and crack his skull open.

The boar seemed to look at him in total disdain and wordlessly unlocked his chain from the wall and dragged him along the ground heading out the door. The boar didn't even bother to see if the bunny followed. He would have just pulled him through razors or knives and not given a shit. Jack followed the best he could noticing the other animals didn't even bother glancing at him. They dragged him through a complex of buildings with Jack mentally making a map. He was then taken into a building which seemed to be like a motel with a bunch of rooms connected by a hall. As he was escorted down the hall he heard the sounds of crying, whimpering and sobbing. Wherever I am, this is not good, not good at all. The boar opened the door to the room and attached a tiny manacle that was connected to a wall to one of his ankles and then removed the cuffs on his wrists and put them in his pocket. He picked the bunny up and put him on a bed big enough for a medium sized mammal.

Jack shivered looking up at the boar and timidly asked, "Sir, what… what do you want with me?"

The boar gave him a malevolent grin and spoke in a gravelly voice, "Time to earn your keep fuzzball."

Jack didn't like the way the boar said that. He didn't like it at all. The young bunny was out of his depth and he knew it. He desperately needed to change his plan as his current strategy was not working so he yelled out, "I need to see the boss. I believe there has been a mistake."

The boar gave him a hideous smile and spat in his direction, "Oh there is a mistake. The mistake was you ever finding your way here. Don't worry… you won't be lonely long. We have a few customers who will be quite pleased to meet you. Who knows… if you please one enough they may take you home."

Jack didn't like the sound of any of this. He had several scenarios playing out in his head and none of them were good. He was now thinking being in the paws of the Busta Boys again would be preferable to whatever these sadistic motherfuckers had planned. He now realized he may have to try and escape and complete his mission the best way he could. He really wished the tracking device had a panic button. He would have to ask Felix if this could be added in the future. That was, if he had any future.

The boar cackled seeing the terrified look of the bunny and closed the door. The first thing Jack did was look at the manacle attached to his foot. The problem was that it was not a lock he could pick as it required a special tool he saw the boar carrying in order to remove it. The next idea he had was to write a note with 'SOS' or something and place it into the window, but he could only reach a half meter and there was no way to put it into the window. As he sat on the bed thoroughly considering all his options, he began to hear the slight cries and whimpers of other small kids. He then yelled out, "Can anyone hear me?"

He waited listening and only heard the faint whimpers and crying from before, so he tried yelling again and finally heard a voice from the other side of the wall his bed was against call out, "Who… who is that?"

The voice sounded like it might be male around his age, but it was hard to tell. He answered, "The name is Phillip. Where are we? Who are you? And what is going on?"

There was a pause and then the voice answered, "We are in hell. I am Sam. And what is going on is we are fucked."

Well this isn't encouraging. He tried to get more information, "Sam… what do you mean? What is going to happen?" Jack didn't really want to know, but he felt he needed to ask the question.

The voice called back, "You new here Phillip? Well best advice I have is pretend you are somewhere else. Anywhere but here."

Fuck me. I didn't sign up for this. Jack responded, "Sam… I just got here. Why are there adult slaves here? What the hell goes on here?"

Sam paused a moment, "Phillip, I really don't know, but nothing good that is for sure. If there is something bad, it happens here. That is all I can tell you. Just worry about yourself. If they are here, they are not worth worrying about. Their lives are over. Oh fuck… they're coming."

Jack heard a door open in the next room and a low voice say, "Well don't you look sweet. Come here and let daddy make you feel better."

He heard Sam's voice scream out in terror, "Get… get away from me!" He then heard things being knocked over a scramble and some banging. Then he heard Sam yell and then his voice became muffled.

Jack screamed and pounded against the wall with his feet. Thump! Thump! Thump! He began screaming at the top of his lungs, "Leave him alone!" Jack couldn't stand by and listen to this. He wished his boss was here with him. Oh how he wished Reynard was in the room right now. He knew what his boss would do to that motherfucker. He knew what the fox would do to every cocksucker in this whole fucking place. But he also knew he was alone. His boss couldn't step foot here or kill anyone in this place without causing a war that would rage over the entire city. He was helpless to do anything, and it was the worst feeling in the world.

But he heard the low voice from next door yell, "Shut the fuck up kid or I'll come give you some too you little shit!"

Well Jack wasn't going to be deterred. He may be a tiny bunny, but he would be damned if some tailhole was gonna tell him what to do while he did God knows what to another child. So Jack continued to yell and pound and yell and pound. He then heard the voice scream, "Fucking ass. You're dead little shit!"

He heard a door slam and whimpering next door.

Jack called out, "You okay Sam?"

He tried calling out a couple times and then heard a hoarse voice call back, "Yeah… I am… thanks Phillip… but you shouldn't have done that."

Jack yelled back, "Fuck those guys."

He heard the other kid say, "I hope you survive so I can meet you one day."

Just then the door to his room burst open and the boar charged in with murder in his eyes staring at Jack. Jack hopped off the bed and tried to hide under the bed. The boar instead picked up the entire bed and tossed it to the other side of the room and grabbed the bunny and slammed him against the wall. The pain was horrible and Jack had problems trying to get a breath. The boar then kicked him three times in his side and rear and Jack screamed in pain. Then the boar grabbed Jack by the neck and pressed him down on the floor flat on his back pressed down on his chest screaming at him, "Stupid little shit. You could have had it easy. Was gonna give you someone gentle your first time. Well guess what fucking loudmouth… you just graduated to the head of the fucking class."

The boar then smacked Jack across the face and kicked him again. He then spat on the bunny and gave him a vile grimace and got up and left slamming the door shut behind him.

Jack sat on the floor nursing his wounds. He was in so much pain. Every part of him was screaming. He was cursing himself for taking such a risk. They all warned him to lay low and not do anything to endanger himself. But what could he do? Should he just sit there while another child was tormented and heinously abused? Jack felt hopeless. He hated to think what the horrid boar had planned for him. Jack sat and waited, dreading what was to come.

He called out to Sam, but got no answer. The trepidation he felt was overwhelming as he waited for who knew what. His heart beat so quickly. He tried to back into a corner. In between spasms of pain, he trembled in fear. He closed his eyes and pretended he was somewhere else like Sam had told him to do. He grinned thinking of lying next to Baabs and holding her soft silky fleece. He wished he was with her right now. But he didn't wish she was here. He wouldn't wish any other kid was here. Not even his worst enemy, not even the Busta Boys. He shivered and tried to calm himself. He waited a long time wondering if they had forgotten him. Oh how I hope so!

But then he heard a sound he dreaded. He heard two pairs of footsteps. One was the boar stomping along. He recognized that horrid sound. The other was a lighter sound that seemed to be hopping. Then the door bust open and the boar and an older rabbit entered the room. The rabbit seemed to be in his sixties and his fur was worn and patchy. When Jack glanced toward the visitors, he saw the boar had a vile wicked grin as he closed the door behind them. The rabbit grinned as well, but it was not a malevolent grin. It was something far worse. A look Jack had never seen before on an adult, but he knew what it meant. The rabbit was looking at him with lust. The rabbit had his mouth open and he stared at him like a starving mammal craving sustenance. In that moment Jack felt true terror. His heart felt like it was beating a million times per minute. His nose quivered and he shook as if he was convulsing. Jack was having problems breathing. The boar got a huge wicked grin seeing the bunny's reaction and he cackled, "That's more like it! Finnius wanted some sport, so I thought I would provide him some."

He approached the bunny grinning that awful hideous grin while the old lecherous rabbit continued to stare at him with hunger. The boar pulled out the key device and stuck it into the lock and turned it to release the manacle from Jack's leg. Jack looked down at his now free foot in surprise as the boar noticed his expression and chuckled, "Run little rabbit run! Lot of good it will do you."

He then backed up and moved toward the door. Jack considered trying to make a run for the door as soon as the boar opened it, but the boar seemed to read his mind. As he put his back to the door, he spoke to the old rabbit, "Grab him."

Finnius grinned a horrible grin and instantly leaped at him. The old rabbit was fast, a lot faster than Jack had anticipated. Jack tried to jump out of his way, but his leg was in extreme pain from being kicked repeatedly and he couldn't jump in time. Before he knew it, the old rabbit had grabbed him tightly so he couldn't move. The boar nodded and opened the door, slipped out and closed it. Jack heard the lock click shut. Then he heard the boar yell through the door, "Have fun. You paid for the whole afternoon, so get your money's worth." He then heard the footsteps of the boar wander down the hall.

The old rabbit then looked into Jack's eyes and grinned, "Heard I had a virgin this time. You are the cutest damn bunny I have ever seen. This can go easy for you or really hard. I suggest the easy way for both our sakes. You gonna be good?"

He stared at Jack looking for an answer. Jack decided to slowly nod as an answer. The rabbit then lifted him and carried him to the other side of the small room and held him with one arm while he righted the bed that was on it's side and pushed it into the corner upright and then put Jack down atop the bed.

Jack immediately crawled into the corner. The old rabbit then got up on the bed and started petting him on his head and drooped ears. Jack shivered each time the rabbit touched him. He continued this for at least five minutes. Jack was hoping he would just continue this all afternoon even though he cringed every time he was touched. But then Finnius said in a depraved tone, "Let's see a bit more of you cutie." He than began unbuttoning Jack's shirt. Jack tried to put his paws in the way, but the rabbit roughly pushed him into the corner and began chastising him, "Now… now… be good or things will get very rough for you."

The rabbit finished unbuttoning his shirt and tossed it into the corner. Then the rabbit began rubbing his paws all over Jack's chest. Jack squirmed and tried to turn to face the corner to avoid the touch of the rabbit on his chest. Unfortunately this only resulted in the rabbit grabbing him from behind and unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. Jack then squirmed to avoid the paws of the rabbit and tried to move off the bed, but the rabbit clasped his pants and underwear. Jack tried to pull away and get off the bed yelling out but the rabbit laughed at him and yanked on his pants and underwear pulling roughly until he had yanked them off the bunny.

Jack pulled free and jumped off the bed and hopped into the corner uncertain where to go. But the old rabbit just lay on his stomach staring at him admiring what he was looking at in a lewd and salacious manner, "My my… you are a pretty package. How about we get a closer look."

Then all of sudden the deceptively spry rabbit leaped off the bed and jumped at Jack. The bunny instantly tried to hop to avoid the older rabbit, but his sprained leg was still bothering him and the abuse from the boar slowed him too much. The older rabbit quickly grabbed him and pushed him into the corner pressing down on his chest so he was on his back. Jack attempted to kick the rabbit in the chest, but Finnius sat on Jack's chest pinning him down. The old rabbit then slowly slid back so he was sitting on Jack's legs so the bunny couldn't move or kick. Then he stared down at Jack's privates and Jack tried to twist, and when that didn't work he tried to cover himself with his paws.

The rabbit just easily pushed his paws out of the way exclaiming, "Awww so cute… the little one is shy. No need to be shy. You look so delicious I could eat you up."

The rabbit then turned around so he was sitting on Jack's chest facing away from the bunny's head and then pushed his butt so he was sitting at the top of Jack's chest and neck and grasped each of Jack's feet with each of his paws pulling them apart. Jack tried to push him off with his paws, but could do nothing. The old rabbit was far too heavy. The rabbit then stuck his head between Jack's legs and inhaled sniffing deep in ecstasy and then lifted up and exclaimed, "Oh my! That is the best thing I have ever smelled."

The rabbit then sniffed him over and over deeper each time and rubbing his nose in Jack's privates. Jack kept trying to think of what he could do. He couldn't even get to his pouch to try and get to his knife because the rabbit was sitting on his chest blocking him. The knife wasn't really that big and couldn't really do a great deal of damage. Even if he could get access to it and stab the rabbit, most likely he would end up being killed. But it was a moot point at the moment as it was not even an option. Then Jack felt the old rabbit begin to lick him in his pink area and he shuddered. While it felt wonderful when his little lamb friend had gently explored this, it felt the exact opposite as this old rabbit licked him. Fortunately his body did not respond the same way it had to Baabs, and his equipment remained completely hidden inside his tiny protective sleeve. Jack was now thankful he was a bunny and not some other mammal that couldn't hide from this kind of assault. He was also thankful his testes had not descended and were still hidden away. There were good things about being a very young bunny. Apparently Finnius was quite unhappy about the situation and kept trying to coax the bunny's tiny member to come out to play. The one thing Jack could not think about at this moment was anything pleasant as that might actually happen if he did. He instead thought about all the terror and horror he was feeling right now. He thought about how helpless he was. He hated being a weak tiny bunny. He hated that he couldn't do anything except be a victim.

Fortunately, unlike the little lamb, the old rabbit's tongue was too large to fit down his tiny sheath, although it didn't stop him from trying. Finally the old rabbit got frustrated and stood up. Jack immediately tried to hop toward his clothes to try and put them on, but the rabbit moved to intercept him and Jack instead hopped into the nearest corner.

Finnius looked frustrated and snarled at Jack as he picked up Jack's clothing holding it in his paws, "Make a move toward these again and I am tossing them out the window. Understand?"

Jack nodded and the old rabbit stood on the bed and placed Jack's clothing high up on a bookshelf out of his reach. The rabbit then grinned malevolently as he started taking off his clothes, "Well I was hoping to have a bit of fun with you first, but I guess it's showtime!"

Jack was horrified watching the old rabbit remove his clothing. He had seen his father naked before, but he wasn't looking at Jack the way this lecherous pedophile was. He had also never seen what he was now looking at before which was long, curly and purple. Jack had seen what he himself had and it was tiny and pinkish red. What this monster had between his legs was hideous as far as Jack was concerned because the agent knew that this child abuser meant to use it on him.

Apparently the monster responded to Jack's shocked expression, "Never seen one aroused before eh? Well you make me as erect as I was when I was eighteen. Damn this feels good!" He cackled hideously as he removed every scrap of clothing and began advancing on Jack.

"Come on now little one. You know you want to feel this. It might hurt a bit at first, but you'll grow to like it, I promise you." The old rabbit grinned with lust.

Jack doubted that very much. The only thing he believed was that it would hurt. He also believed that he would rather die that have that creature touch him with that purple thing. So he tried to avoid the old bunny, but his injuries were making him too slow and the old rabbit caught him quickly and jumped on his back grabbing him around the middle with his arms. The rabbit started rubbing his knob and bollocks on Jack's back and tail while moaning. Jack tried to move but he was held tight. The child molester then pushed Jack's legs together with his own and stuck his sausage under Jack's tail pressed between his thighs and started humping him. Jack was completely disgusted, but all things considered this was better than the alternative. But apparently the monster read his mind and told him wickedly, "Don't worry… am just getting it nice and firm to go into a virgin."

Jack then realized that even as firm as the pedophile thought it was, he was not going to make it easy. While most kids might just roll over and let this creature do whatever he wanted, he wasn't gonna make it easy that was for sure. So as soon as he felt the rabbit try and stick his curly purple thing inside him, he puckered up his tiny butt as tight as he could. The rabbit then starting trying to push it into him. But he wasn't having any success. While the rest of Jack might have been weak, beat up and in pain, his little rump was strong and tight as they came. The pedophile tried repeatedly without any success and started getting frustrated and began cursing.

He then began grabbing Jack around the neck and started strangling him putting his mouth next to Jack's ear and whispering to him in a nefarious tone, "Open up that little pucker hole or I am gonna just choke you to fucking death and hump your dead corpse."

But Jack decided to call his bluff. Jack had been strangled so many times over the past few days he had lost count and was almost immune to it now.

So the old rabbit decided he was gonna have a thrill one way or the other and then stuck his knob below Jack's tail again and pushed Jack's legs together and started humping him like crazy rubbing himself against Jack's tail, privates and legs until all of a sudden he let out a hideous yell, "Ah fuck yes!" Jack felt warm liquid all over his legs and crotch. Jack had quite a good idea what was all over him and the smell made him want to vomit. The powerful smell of the old rabbits scent marking all over him and his cum made Jack gag and retch. The old rabbit cackled and kept humping for awhile longer and then sighed and exclaimed, "Well that was a good first go cutie pie. But I'll have that virgin ass of yours if I have to stay here with you all day and night."

Jack was trying to stay strong and not cry. It was unseemly for a secret agent to cry. But it was also unseemly for a secret agent to be fucked by a pedophile. Jack was definitely rethinking his career if this was any indication of what he had to look forward to. He knew Felix and Reynard would have never sent him into this shit if they had known this was a possibility. But Jack was now thinking of revenge. He wanted this whole fucking place to burn. He wanted every fucking mammal involved with this placed to be hunted and gutted even if he had to wait until he was old enough to do it himself. He had heard of the reputation of his boss and had questioned his activities before, but he had now changed his tune. He had now faced evil and realized sometimes you had to do nasty shit when dealing with evil.

The old rabbit then suddenly released him and left him in the corner. He then hopped on top of the bed and laid down. Jack sat in the corner watching him. The old rabbit grinned at him lethargically, "Don't worry, I'll be with you shortly. Don't have the same fast recovery time I used to, but your cute little body will get me up and ready for more soon."

The old rabbit then closed his eyes and lay still. Jack sat thinking of his options. He needed to move the bed under the door to get high enough to have a chance to pick the lock, and he couldn't do that with the old rabbit on top of it. He could try to stab the rabbit, but most likely would be killed in retribution. He didn't see any way to knock out the rabbit. The bookshelf seemed to be mounted to the wall. The bed had a pillow, but he didn't see how he could be strong enough to hold it over the rabbit's face to strangle him. Jack kept trying to think of every possibility he could when he thought he heard something. He turned his ears in the direction of the sound and listened carefully.

"Jack… Jack… can you hear me? It's Mini."

Jack had never been happier to hear a voice in his entire life. He looked for the source of the sound and then saw the little mouse nearly invisible up in the tiny window. Jack silently hopped over to the corner watching the old rabbit carefully. Apparently he did not stir. Jack then whispered, "Mini… I'm in terrible danger. Can you get me out of here?"

He didn't look up at the mouse in case the old rabbit opened his eyes and looked at Jack.

Mini then answered him, "Jack, I know you are in trouble. But we can't get people in here until it is dark to get you out. Can you last that long?"

Jack shook and answered the mouse honestly, "Not without being raped repeatedly and possibly being strangled to death."

There was a long pause and then the mouse finally replied, "We need to free you then. But we're spies, not fighters or assassins. Any ideas how we could disable that rabbit?"

Jack knew he needed to knock out or kill the rabbit in order to unlock the door to escape. But how to do that as a tiny bunny even with the help of a mouse and rat was the question. He brainstormed several ideas, but he had only one that had any chance and he really didn't like the option. It was very risky and could end up killing both himself and his allies.

"I know one way, but it is risky. If it goes wrong, you guys need to get out fast or you will be killed." Jack told his friend.

"We can't stand by and watch you get raped Jack. What is the idea?" Mini informed the bunny.

Jack told the mouse, and there was a very long pause. Mini left and went to talk to Razer and some other small agents. After a couple minutes he returned.

"We're in Jack. All for one and one for all. We do have a few little goodies. Stay strong my bunny friend." Mini told Jack with a strangely cheery voice.

Jack hoped he had the nerve to do this. It depended on him having nerves of steel and true guts to go through with what he was going to attempt. Jack tried to calm himself and prepare for what needed to be done. He heard his little friends above him and steadied his resolve as he was doing this to protect their lives as well as his own.

As he saw the bunny stir on the bed, it was hard to keep his paws from shaking. He closed his eyes and told himself everything would be okay. It took great difficulty trying to convince himself of this. He really didn't know if he would ever be okay even if he somehow managed to survive. As the old bunny gave him a lecherous sick look, he decided that face made it easier to do what must be done. The rabbit yawned and stretched and leered at him, "Ready for more cutie pie?"

Jack knew he couldn't act too eager. He had to play this just right.

The old bunny hopped off the bed and approached him. He noticed the nasty purple was hidden inside the rabbit. Jack was hoping it would stay that way as the rabbit stood in front of him staring down at him. The old rabbit then crouched down on the floor in front of the young bunny and pleaded with him in a voice that raised the hackles on his neck, "Come on… how about joining me on the bed? You don't want to be on this dirty old floor. Come where it is nice and comfy."

Jack stayed where he was in the corner under the window containing his tiny friends with his back to the wall.

The old rabbit sighed, "Very well… we'll play it the hard way. Just remember, I offered to do it nice and gentle."

Jack looked up at the leering face of the rabbit and looked at him dispassionately.

The old rabbit than smacked Jack across the face hard. Jack winced and felt his jaw explode in pain. The slap was followed with another and another. Jack immediately pushed his head to the floor. This resulted in a swift kick. Jack's head was ringing and he quickly realized he couldn't leave his head exposed for anymore abuse and turned and pressed his head down in the corner covering it with his paws to protect it, but pressed his body against the side wall to try and prevent the rabbit from grabbing ahold of his rear.

The old rabbit sniggered, "Trying to be clever I see. But not clever enough I'm afraid."

With that Finius slid in behind Jack and pressed against the wall and began rubbing his crotch on the bunny's tail. The rabbit pressed hard against Jack pushing his head down into the corner and lifting the little bunny's entire rear into the air so his legs were off the ground. Jack quickly kicked outward slamming into the chest of the older rabbit. Strong paws pushed his rear down on the ground and the rabbit's outer leg pressed into him forced his legs together and he continued rubbing his crotch against Jack's butt. After a few minutes Jack felt the familiar poking of the rabbit's dick in his tail. The rabbit quickly tried to jam it into Jack's ass, but the bunny was ready and clenched like his life depended on it which it very well did. The old rabbit continued to try and hump him and press into him, but was not having any success. The rabbit then humped him under his tail again for awhile and tried pressing into Jack's tailhole, but the bunny kept clenched the whole time.

Then the old rabbit pressed his purple curly cock in Jacks' face sticking it in his nose and rubbing it on his lips. It was all Jack could do not to vomit. He felt his stomach heaving wanting to spew it's contents all over. He considered this might actually be worth doing if he didn't have other plans. But he had to make it seemed like it was the old rabbit's idea and not his. The rabbit put his paw in Jack's face and pulled on his head so he was facing the rabbit with his butt in the corner.

"Stick your tongue out my fluffy little cutie pie." The old rabbit instructed Jack in a forceful manner.

Jack was playing hard to get and the rabbit grasped Jack around the neck and began to squeeze. When Jack felt he had resisted long enough he finally stuck his tongue out.

"Good boy. Now hold still." The old rabbit cackled as he stuck his purple bellend into Jack's face and began rubbing it on his extended tongue.

Jack tried to ignore the horrid smell and slimy feel on his tongue and closed his eyes.

"There ya go. Just keep your eyes closed and open your mouth, fluffy." The old rabbit pressed his paws into Jack's throat to emphasize he meant business.

Jack did as he was instructed and opened his mouth and the paws released his throat and pet his head.

The old rabbit then stuck his knob in Jack's mouth on top of his tongue and began to move his hips wiggling it around inside his mouth on the bunny's tongue.

"Now close your lips. If you bite me, you will die. You understand?" The old rabbit gave a bit of a press on Jack's neck to get his point across.

Jack closed his lips and slightly nodded his head keeping his eyes shut.

"Now suck on it you little whore. Suck like a good little boy. Pretend it's a lolly." The old rabbit continued to thrust his hips in and out and started moaning as Jack did as he was instructed and began putting pressure sucking like on a straw.

Jack tried to stifle a couple gags as the nasty cock was pushed down his throat. He could hear the rabbit moaning with pleasure as he thrust himself into Jack's mouth over and over. It took every bit of strength of will for Jack to not bite or spit the dick out and hop around the room screaming. He just hoped the rabbit would be satisfied. Based on the sounds he was making the old rabbit was feeling quite ecstatic and he began shaking yelling out, "Fuck yeah you little whore. You fucking like it don't you. Suck it little whore."

Jack did as he was instructed sucking on the cock and dreading what was to come. The rabbit was making more and more moaning sounds and all of a sudden yelled out and Jack felt and tasted salty fluid in his throat as the rabbit screamed. He then sucked as hard as he could pulling the rabbit's dick into his mouth as deep as he could, and then moved the blade of the knife he had been holding patiently in his paw right across the front of his lips slicing the purple dick clean off. As the knife blade passed clean across his lips he immediately turned the blade and stabbed forward until he felt muscle. He stabbed again and again at anything in his reach. He could feel warm fluid all over his paws and he grasped the knife with all his might to prevent it from slipping. All of a sudden he heard the loudest screams he had ever heard right in his ears. He ignored the sound and continued to stab over and over. The figure in front of him then fell to the ground and he had vague impressions of small figures jumping down and stabbing as well.

Then all of a sudden he felt himself knocked into the wall. He looked up and saw the hideous visage of the old rabbit reaching for him. He scrambled out of the way and leaped in time as the rabbit slammed him headfirst into the wall. Jack spit out the horror in his mouth and scrambled to get out of the reach of the rabbit, but slipped on all the blood. As the old rabbit crawled after him, Mini, Razer and another rat were stabbing him with tiny knives and biting his feet. Once he got some distance from the old rabbit, he saw the enraged rabbit turn toward his friends and slammed his paw down trying to crush Mini. Fury filled Jack and he lunged forward stabbing the entire length of the blade into the leg of the rabbit. Mini managed to leap out of the way just in time and the rabbit screamed as he realized his leg had been impaled. He grabbed for Jack, but the bunny had pulled the blade out of the leg and crawled underneath him and stabbed the rabbit in the belly over and over as quickly as he could.

The rabbit collapsed on top of Jack crushed him so he couldn't move preventing him from stabbing or making any movement. Jack just hung onto the blade with both paws and he heard his little friends biting and slashing all around over and over. Hot blood poured all over Jack. The sickly pungent sweet smell of blood was all around. It smelled of metal and death. Jack's lungs ached and he vomited all over his feet mixing the acid of the bile with the dark gore, but he kept his paws tight around the blade for he knew if the old rabbit got ahold of the blade, he and most likely his friends were dead.

The old rabbit then rolled off him to the side in an attempt to roll over top and crush his little friends. As soon as Jack was free he scrambled through the thick blood all over the floor. The moment Jack felt he had purchase on the floor he leapt in the air and landed blade first into the exposed neck of the rabbit who was currently lying prone on the floor. The impact threw the rabbit to the side, but unfortunately the momentum was too much and Jack lost control of the blade and landed skidding along the floor due to his slick blood soaked feet and crashed into the opposite wall. Jack felt sick to the pit of his stomach as he realized he had lost control of the knife. The old rabbit got a wicked grin and pulled the knife blade out of his neck, but the grin turned into dismay as a fountain of blood spurted out of his neck all over the floor. He dropped the knife and clasped his neck with both paws.

Jack didn't hesitate and scrambled forward covering the blade with his body and grasping the handle with both paws. A horrid scream of anguish escaped the mouth of the rabbit and he grabbed for Jack, but immediately put his paws back to his neck as blood spurted forth. He then tried to grab for Jack with one paw while holding his neck with the other. Mini, Razer and the other rat continued to bite and stab non-stop while Jack moved away holding the knife blade as tightly as he could.

The old rabbit then lunged for Jack and fell on him grabbing his ears and pulling him back toward him. Excruciating pain almost blinded the small bunny as he was lifted by his ears by the rabbit's one paw, but Jack kicked the rabbit in the head as hard as he could as soon as he close enough and kept kicking over and over desperately until the rabbit released him. He then scrambled away forcing the old rabbit who was completely drenched in blood to drag himself after him. Jack just continued to drag himself out of the reach of the rabbit while his friends stabbed him over and over leaving hundreds of bloody holes all of his body each pouring blood out everywhere. The old rabbit seemed to slow his movement as Jack just kept scrambling out of the way until finally he stopped moving altogether and collapsed facedown. His paw released the hold on his neck and a fountain of blood spurted out creating a puddle of dark red all over the floor around the rabbit's head.

Jack just stood in place shivering and breathing faster than ever in his life. His nose was quivering uncontrollably and his heart was beating out of his chest. Someone was calling his name over and over, but he was confused and didn't know who was calling or from where.

Finally he looked around and saw Mini, Razer and another rat all in front of him waving their paws and yelling at him. He looked down and saw he still has the knife clasped in a deathgrip in both of his paws pointing upward. He looked down and saw his entire body seemed to be black and covered in gore.

He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the sounds around him. His head was ringing and he could feel the heat of hot blood beating in his face. His ears were burning in pain and his entire body was beyond exhausted. After a minute, he could finally make out the sound of his tiny friend's voices. The blade dropped lifelessly from his paws and landed with a splash into a puddle of blood.

"Jack! Jack! Are you cut? Are you hurt?" His little friend Mini shouted in desperation.

Jack opened his eyes and looked at his friend and shook his head.

Mini got a big smile on his face and waded through the blood and climbed up the bunnies leg to his lap and grasped him around the belly and hugged him. Jack gave him a slight forced grin and asked, "Are you guys okay?"

Mini nodded his head looking up at the bunny, "We are fine. Just exhausted. Damn rabbit was way too big to try and take on for the likes of us."

Jack smiled then even though it was painful and nodded, "I feel the same way. I need that damn vacation just to sleep for a week."

Razer walked up and stood just outside the puddle of blood and told Jack, "We've got to get out of here quick before anyone else comes."

Jack nodded and Mini nodded as well and then looked down and realized he was leaning with his paw against Jack's privates. He removed the paw and apologized to the bunny.

The tired looking bunny just looked at him and said, "You can bloody use it as a pillow for all I care. "

Mini laughed at that and hopped off him landing in one of the rare clear spots on the floor.

"Now what are we gonna do about all the blood?" Mini wondered looking around the room of dark red death.