A Victorian Love Story

Chapter 2: The snake in hiding

Pentagon City

Tony awoke in a limo, two female demons starred at him. His gaze became clear as he sat up and held his head with one hand. "Fuck, This is worse than usual.." One of the females cleared their throat and sat up. Tony looked at them now paying full attention. "Ya must be new here, what's yer name big guy?" Tony paused for a second and looked out a window, the place definitely didn't look similar to home. "I uh..It's Tony." The other female giggled and reached for his lap. "Ya know~ I've never seen a wolf in your style down ere~" Tony himself didn't really realize until she had pointed it out that he was indeed a wolf! That made the wolf back off from the mirror. "Wh-What is this place? W-why am I a wolf!?" The two chuckled to themselves and answered with such glee "Hell~" Tony froze up, he turned to his feet and contemplated why he was there. Wasn't protecting his mother bad? Was it the drug addiction?  Fighting with his father? What delt him that dark and cruel card.

The car suddenly stopped, the two ladies looked at each other and grinned ear to ear. They grabbed Tony by his shirt and bullied him. He was beaten badly, whining as his body ached in pain. Finally he was pushed out of the limo and left alone while the giggling girls drove away. The struggling wolf got back up and stumbled into an alleyway. He looked at his pawed hands and began to cry uncontrollably. "I-I'm doomed! I-I'm gonna rot in this dump!" A can rolled down the alley and Tony looked up still streaming tears. A darkened figure crept away from the corner. Their figure looked different, almost snake like.

He got to his feet and slowly began to walk towards the end of the alley. He swore he saw someone, yet there was no one there. He looked at the blood red sky and whipped away his tears. "Fine then..If I'm stuck here then I'm gonna make sure to prove my father wrong!" He then laid down for the night, hoping that tomorrow would be a better day.

When he awoke, the streets were as empty as the night before as it seemed. Yet there was something he felt that shook him to the core. He felt eyes staring at him, but he did his best to shake it off. He walked out of the alley and looked down at his shirt. It was tattered and dirty, he hated being dirty even when he was alive. It wasn't stylish to look like a hobo. So he decided it was time to search for something more his style. Though he didn't have money, he was a great thief. Growing up in that old town showed him how to life dirty but get away clean.

He walked down the street to find a store, it seemed that the place wasn't as bad as he initially thought. The street became more and more populated as he made his way down. Soon he spotted what looked like a clothing store and decided to give it a try. When he walked in, he scanned the place, blind spots that would suit him best. Luckily the bathroom was always a favorite in his eyes. Now he needed to find proper clothing. He thought in his mind how he should look, many ideas came and went. First he thought of the suit and tie, but he saw many of those around. He wanted to stick out like a sore thumb. In the end, he decided to dress up in an more..flamboyant manner. He took a yellow leather jacket, bright blue jeans, and white tank top. He waited until the cashier was busy and snuck into the bathroom and changed quickly.

He looked into the mirror and grinned ear to ear. "That's much better~" he said quietly to himself. He threw his old clothes in the trash and walked out, he hung in the back, picking off tags as he went. Then he rushed out the door and down the street, he hid in the closet alley for a bit. Sighing with relief as it seemed he was in the clear. Tony walked out confident in his achievement. However, his little celebration didn't last long. While he walked down the street, he noticed people running out of the street to his left. His curiosity got the better of him as he began his decent down the street of fleeing soulless creatures.

Suddenly a massive explosion knocked him on his back. He was knocked out, dust and brick covered his body and fur. A shadow loomed over him, the snake like shadow from before now seemed to make himself known. "Well thisss was unexpected, but I can't sssay I'm dissappointed" The mysterious figure lift the wolf up and slithered down the street.

Then, the next day began a new dawn. The bright red sun bloomed over the bustling city, Tony got up dazed. "I'm starting to feel sleeping is a bad idea he-" He looked around the room, it  was a big fancy Victorian style room with a velvet red carpet. "Wh-Where am I?" Just then,he got his answer. The bedroom door creaked open, the same snake shadow appeared to sprawl out onto the floor. Tony gulped, his nerves rising at a steady rate. Then the snake slithered into the room, his appearance was a shock to the young wolf. He dressed in a old fashioned suit and bow tie, his top hat had a darting red eye that smiled uncontrollably. Then the cobra spoke to him, "Greetingsss, my name is Sssir Pentiousss, It's a pleasure to meet you" he bowed, tipping his hat towards Tony. Tony didn't know who he was or what he wanted, all he knew was that he'd have to play smart if he didn't want to die.

(Heyo! I thank those who would spend their time to look at my work. I very much appreciate it! I hope to post chapter three soon~)