Okay, I noticed there was some confusion so here is the explanation:
-Marcus is dead.
-Owen is alive but injured.
-Bree is fine except for her cheek.
Now enjoy some brotherly love!
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Donald Davenport had studied anthros his whole life, his father had been a hunter and he remembered going with him to the library so they could by books about said creatures.
He had always wondered if anthros could dream.
And now, watching the beast roll and toss in his drug induced dream, he thought that they did.
The leopard looked more human than ever when he dreamed and remorse attacked Donald's mind.
The official papers he held in his hand seemed to weight a ton and with a cry of rage he crumpled them and threw them away.
The court had stated that he had to put the leopard to sleep like they had done to that panther and there wasn't a thing he could do to avoid it.
Donald chewed his lip in deep thought not hearing the approaching figure.
"It's horrible."The person stated and Donald shot him a questioning look "To know that we're ending an entire species by killing him."
Donald nodded and sighed.
"It is. How's Bree by the way?"
"Still mad at you for kicking her out of the cages but apart from that she's okay, taking care of Owen."Donald sighed again and put his face in his hand.
"You do understand why I'm not allowing her to come down, don't you?" He asked the other person.
"Donnie, I… I do but she's your daughter and she loves these creatures as much as you do. It's a family thing, I think."
"I hate it when you call me Donnie, Doughie" Both men chucked and it seemed to Donald that the weight in his chest had been eased a little.
"Come on Donnie, Leo told me his mom was here and I know how much you like her." Douglas offered the other man a lopsided grin and they both went up the elevator.
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Bree knew well she wasn't allowed down there but she had to see the leopard again.
She stared at the beast, trembling lightly; she had never been afraid of anthros but whenever she thought of this one she could only see the blood in the floor, the red-stained bandages Owen wore and the pink slashes that decorated the skin on her eyes.
She closed her eyes and couldn't stop herself from remembering the incident three days ago and those eyes, any spark of humanity, replaced by rage and fire.
And she opened her eyes again she saw the leopard staring at her.
Both remained quiet for a small eternity and when the human girl spoke her voice echoed on the room like thunder.
"Why?" The young animal stared at her in confusion.
"Why what?" He asked and she sighed, much like her father had earlier.
"Why would you attack Marcus like that?!" She yelled, dropping to her knees.
The beast snarled in response.
"Why don't you ask him?"
"You killed him." She said and she was surprised at how broken her voice sounded. When she looked up she expected to see remorse in his eyes.
She found none.
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Shards of glass lied on the floor.
They shone in the dim light of dusk, remnants of a broken glass of wine.
And the man laughed and laughed like a lunatic.
Maybe he was.
He took a gun and filled his pockets with bullets, his cerulean eyes devoid of any sanity.
"I'm going to get you little leopard, and this time you will be mine." And he kept laughing and singing the same line again and again.
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"I'm trying to understand, but I can't. How could you?" His eyes hardened when she spoke and the girl backed away.
"He threatened Him." She scrunched her brows together in furious confusion.
"Who is Him?"
"The only one who hasn't given up on me."
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Bonjour! I'm literally holding myself from falling asleep on the keyboard so yeah don't judge.
Yes S-1 was put to sleep and the Mysterious Man has lost it .-.
Hope you liked it and read you soon!
Tamo zzz