CATaclysm

Chapter 24: The Truth About Catgirls

Charles was finishing his breakfast and getting his gear ready to go on the food raid. It has been a while since he has seen other males around his age.

Martha: Good morning gents, this is Chars. He will be joining you guys in today's food raid. Be sure to show him the ropes and whatnot.

Jacob: Oh, what's this? Fresh meat for the kitties? *laughs* I joke. Come on, I'll introduce you to the rest of the gang. I am Jacob, the leader of the raid. Behind me, we have Issac and his twin brother Mathew.

Twins: Sup.

Charles: H-Hey.

Jacob: The driver is Victor, I'm sure you already met him. I drive shotgun with him so you can't call dips anymore *smacks Charles on the back and laughs*.

Someone then closed one of the doors of the truck and spoke. "He is a stranger and a newbie I won't allow him to tag along". This person had a cap and camo vest on. They hid their face with the bill of the hat.

Jacob: Come on Joey, I'm sure he's been through enough shit already. Give him a break.

Joey: *scuffs* Fine whatever, he is your responsibility if anything happens.

They all got into the truck and headed out. The sun was about to be at its highest meaning it was soon going to be noon. The hotter it was the less likely the gang was to bump into catgirls. VROOM VROOM. The truck went as it went across the hot streets of Las Vegas. This was a good time to go on a food raid because it meant more sunlight meaning it was easier to see in the abandoned buildings.

Issac: So new guy, tell us. How many catgirls have you killed?

Mathew: Yes! Tell us, new guy! I bet he doesn't have more than us.

Jacob: Guys, guys. He has a name. It's Chars, use it. But yea tell us how many kills do you have under your belt, Sir Chars.

Charles: *under his breath* Um- none.

Charles was too ashamed of his answer. He knew that they would make fun of him if they found out that he was using water guns this whole time. They asked again but Charles had to work up the courage to speak the truth or did he?

Jacob: So how many?

Charles: Oh, I've killed plenty of those pesky catgirls. I think I lost count after 30.

Twins: Wow! No way! That is almost as much as-

"Stop the Truck!" yelled Joey. The vehicle came to a halt before the twins could finish their statement. A strange menacing aura was coming from Joey. The look on his face was something to be feared.

Joey: Tell me Chars. How many kills do you have? I don't think I heard you right the first time.

Charles: Uh maybe I exaggerated. I think it was around 15, maybe?

Joey: *points gun* I'm sorry but are you giving an answer or question?

Charles: N-None!

Joey pointed his gun closer at Charles getting closer into his face. He did not break eye contact, not even to blink. The car stayed quiet as they waited for Joey to speak. Not even Jacob could intervene.

Joey: Chars... do you know what catgirls do to you if they ever catch you? Catgirls are carnivores, meaning humans are their preferred meal. If you are a female then you will be lucky. They will just eat you and end of the story, but if you are a male then... Why do you think there are catgirls and zero catboys? How do you think they reproduce?

Charles: I-I don't know.

Joey: They use males as reproduction slaves. They won't stop until blood comes out from down there. After that, they will just continue to eat your lifeless body to the bone. So Chars, next time, before you speak either say the truth or shut the hell up.

Sweat ran down Charles' chin as Joey put his gun away. This was the first Charles had heard anything like this. Was it all true? Or did joey just say that to scare the shit out of him? Either way, Charles had to try his best not to get on his bad side or things could go worse next time. No one spoke for the remainder of the car ride.