Okay so, Chase is not a furry, he is a lot like a neko with leopard legs claws and fangs.
Warning: Spoilers for the little prince in this chapter.
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His eyes acquired a faraway look and Bree wondered if she would have to ask again when he spoke.
"His name was Spin."
"I thought you didn't like talking, that names were a human thing." With those words he seemed to snap out of his reverie and he chuckled bitterly.
"That's the funny thing; he was so more human than I could ever be."
"How old was he?" He gave a crooked smile and when he looked back at her his eyes held such brokenness her heart ached along with his.
"I don't know. I can't remember. But he was young, so very young." And it was then and there that Bree understood the beauty of anthros.
It was all about balance.
About raw innocence and naïve violence, all tainted by human consciousness.
And the human girl listened to the leopard boy's words, words that painted images about dying greenery and fading stars.
She understood why he hated and loved Spin, all at once, because the younger boy was his family and the last of his kind and still, he was so human and so not like the ones he had once called brothers and sisters.
The man roamed the halls of his mansion, shrieking with laughter and opening the gold cages of his numerous pets.
All of them had a shattered spirit and followed him with everlasting loyalty, much like Marcus and S-1 had.
Bree felt tears like diamonds running down her skin when the one she had once called beast, told her he had left the hunters catch him so that they'd leave Spin alone.
And she forgot all her fears and caressed his cheek through the steel bars when he told her that he had not realized how much he loved Spin until he was left alone.
He had not realized how much he admired the fragile beauty held in Spin's humanity.
And she asked.
"Have you ever heard the story of the little prince?"
The cages were soundproof and nor Bree nor Chase heard the man and his little army break through the glass doors of the university.
They didn't hear him shot the students and the teachers.
They didn't hear the anthros scratching and biting and tearing limbs.
They didn't hear death coming.
Where his words were thick and velvety, growls and purrs, hers were light and flowed like a river.
And he listened and listened, not always understanding but always trying.
She explained the universe and he fell in love with the idea of people living in the stars that he and his brother had cherished so much.
She had opened his cage and he was at her feet, purring lightly.
"And maybe Spin is like your rose and I am your fox." He smiled.
"How did the story end, Bree?" And she choked on her own words.
Owen was cowering under a desk, dialing Bree's number again and again as Adam fought a, especially large, alligator anthro.
"Please answer, please answer." He pleaded as he realized the man was no longer there and probably heading to the cages.
But the girl was not going to answer as her phone vibrated over Leo's work table.
"He let the snake bite him so he could die and go back to his asteroid." Chase's expression was impossible to read but before he could speak they were interrupted by Sebastian's cry of pain as a bullet went straight through his skull.
They both turned around, Bree's eyes full of fear and Chase's full of fire to see the man's full insanity.
"Hello little leopard, hello dead human girl" Bree uttered a confused "What?" before seeing him pull the trigger of the gun.
But Chase was already tackling the man to the floor and deviating the bullet, just in time.
He roared loudly channeling all his wildness and power into the sound and started an uncoordinated fight on the floor.
Arms and legs flailed and the gun was thrown to the floor multiple times, the man recuperating it every time.
And Bree let out a battle cry and opened every cage to go help with the fight upstairs.
But before she could go up she heard a blood-curling scream.
And when she turned she saw death escaping lunatic eyes, which she finally recognized.
Victor Krane's eyes, an old colleague of his father.
But she didn't celebrate over Krane's death because she had heard the shooting of a gun echo in the now empty room.
And she saw the hole in Chase's chest gushing blood.
She cried out and took the leopard in her arms.
"Don't die, please don't die. You can't! Please don't die." But the boy shushed her with a weak smile.
"It's okay I'm like the little prince! I'm going back to my forest."
She wanted to yell at him and tell him it was just a story but she couldn't.
Because he was already dead.
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That was so hard to write (mainly because I have writer's block :P) I'm sorry it was so abrupt and depressing and jumpy (it was intended that way except for the abruptness.).
I don't own the little prince which is sad because I adore that book.
Expect and epilogue soon beautiful readers!
Tamo ;)