Chapter 3: Big And Bad Type Motherfuckers

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Narrative Pov.

After the small embarrassing encounter Porsha and Y/N had, both decided to meet up tomorrow for lunch as they both had to go back to class as lunch was already ending. A few hours after school was done, Y/N left to go to the skatepark to do tricks with a few other skateboarders while Porsha went home, unaware that a major hindrance was about to step into their future relationship...

Third Pov.

As the camera panned around a tall building, a small cat was walking through the halls of the gigantic tower, silently making his way into a long corridor where a giant door rested.

The cat eventually entered through the giant door, opening one side and then closing it, and stepped up to the desk where a gigantic 6'7 arctic wolf standing in front of the window, looking over all of Redshore City, one hand holding a cigar in his mouth while the other held a diamond cane. "What's wrong Jerry?" The arctic wolf asked him. "Did you see the posts on social media? People have been talking." The cat replied and the arctic wolf just smiled. "Somebody always does." He replied as he turned around, walking over to Jerry. "Jerry, did you know, back in ancient times... they would cut the tongues out of their bodyguards their first day on the job?" The arctic wolf asked the cat who shivered a bit as the arctic wolf stopped halfway in front of the two bodyguards standing beside the wall.

"You think that's horrible, don't you? Cause you don't like the physical stuff?" He asked Jerry who slightly nodded and the arctic wolf took one last puff before doing a 360 spin and knocking one of the guards out cold with his cane and then grabbing one of the guards by their throat. "Raaaahh!!" The wolf roared as the guard struggled to set himself free from the wolf's grasp but it was futile as the wolf eventually snapped his neck, killing the guard as his body lightly twitched with the little bit of life it had left.

"Heheheheee..." The wolf chuckled as he then turned to Jerry, "Jerry, handkerchief." He demanded and the cat fearfully walked up to the wolf and handed him a handkerchief which he took and wiped off the crystal diamond on his cane while offering Jerry an evil grin. 

Afterward, the wolf went behind his desk and pressed a button. Soon after, two other guards came into the office and one of them took out a pistol loaded with a silencer and executed the guard that was knocked unconscious while the other hauled the already dead guard out of the office to dispose of him. "Still sir, what now?" Jerry asked the wolf who turned to face him.

"This motherfucking city is going to know just who the fuck runs it

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"This motherfucking city is going to know just who the fuck runs it." The arctic wolf replied and the cat stupidly responds with a casual, "Who?" As if he didn't know the answer already. Though annoyed at first, the arctic wolf smiled as he saw this as an opportunity to smugly reply, "Jimmy motherfucking Crystal, that's who."

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