A Tale of Two Brothers: Volume I

Chapter IV - Memories

Extreme trigger warning: Child rape, child murder, extreme gore, violence and abuse. READ WITH CAUTION.

"Zeke, before we go to the bar, why don't you go get freshened up?" Ace pointed over to the animatronic locker rooms. "Wouldn't want you showing up covered in oil now would we?" He smirked behind his mask.

The tiger looked himself over and finally noticed that he was veiled in the oil of the combatants he had viciously dismantled. He looked at the sign for the locker room before turning back to Ace and nodded. Zeke left Ace to wait on him as he entered the locker room where bots could shower and clean up after their battles.

Entering the locker room, his audio receptors picked up on muffled noises that were unknown to him. He decided to investigate the strange noises and cautiously approached a shower stall where the noises were originating from. Going to open the shower curtain, he hesitated as he heard a name be screamed out in pleasure.

Zeke realized what kind of act was being committed and rolled his optics annoyingly. He found an empty shower stall on the other side of the locker room and stripped out of his kevlar uniform and armor before entering it. Turning on the water, he stood under it while it dampened his fur. He was getting increasingly irritated by the incessant moaning that he muted his audio receptors so that he did not have to listen to such noises.

Closing his optics, he let the hot water run down his body as it coursed through his fur; the water was hot enough that it caused a thick plume of steam. The steam enveloped Zeke like a warm blanket.

He took his time relaxing in the shower and eventually used a degreasing soap to wash away any oil and stains from the battle. After getting all the oil off his body, he used a non scented conditioner to soften his fur. He washed the conditioner off and turned off the water. He was dripping wet which he took the opportunity to shake himself to get rid of any excess water.

He shook off the majority of water on his body and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed his towel and placed his left foot up on a metal bench and began drying off his leg. What he did not see was that a certain red fox and a couple others were walking up to him.

"If it isn't the little kitty cat." Foxy devilishly smirked as he approached the larger tiger.

Zeke paid no mind to the fox as he still had his audio receptors muted.

"I'm talkin' to you, pussy cat!" Foxy began getting irritated from being ignored.

Zeke finished drying off and grabbed his tattered arena outfit and began walking out of the locker room.

Foxy growled and stormed up behind the larger tiger. "I said, I'm talkin' to ya!" He gripped Zeke's tail angrily.

Zeke felt his tail get tightly grabbed which triggered his defensive protocol. His optics widened as they turned crimson with his face shield engaging. His right paw retracted into his forearm with a large titanium hook deploying and taking the place of his paw. In one swift movement, Zeke turned around and kicked one of the bots across the locker room while digging his hook into Foxy's bottom jaw and lifting him up off the ground and holding him in the air while the third bot stood in fear.

Foxy snickered. "I see ya got a hook of your own; shiny~"

Zeke growled deeply, recalling his left paw and deploying a large cleaver like blade that ignited; he held the burning blade up to the fox's face.

"Okay, okay! I-I was just messin' with ya! No need to get ya tail in a twist!" Foxy grinned innocently while trying to avoid getting singed.

Zeke growled and narrowed his optics at what the fox said about his tail.