1939 Part 1

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You, yes you!

You may ask yourself many times how this had happened yet you knew almost perfectly how...

You stood at the tristate border, whites, colors, and hybrids, all have a line, a border. And even though colors weren't allowed in areas that were claimed to be for 'whites' at least they don't have as bad of a consequence as the hybrids. 

A hybrid could get killed and raped, or worse, yet they called it justice.

"Can ya stop over thinking it? It's been 10 minutes now and I'm growing pissed." Your brother, not by blood, but by life, Dee. He had been there since you were brought to the villa's boy's home, and today, he wanted to treat you. Take you, now 10 years of age, to see the world outside of the villa.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... just they, they have a sign." You pointed to the sign, banning all entry.

He rolled his eyes, kicking the sign down.

"Fixed. Let's go." His ears and tail red like his hair, and for the fox hybrid he was, it fit him well. Sly and business, he could get whatever he wanted... You knew that for sure... You were a meek yet eager, young wold pup hybrid... Hair (h/c or f/c) matching your small tail and ears as well.

"Ok..." You swallowed hard as he dragged you over. Yet you felt fear so over baring.... Yet that was to change as your eyes lit up. 

A diner, with music, beautiful music... Since a little pup you knew music was magical, of course with it being banned in your villa, no one listened to you. He saw instantly how it caught your attention, so he began to walk over so you could look closer.

"You can go see women, even though I feel as if that's not your thing, but come on... A karaoke diner?" Dee huffed as you dragged him inside. You felt the lights hit your face, smoke clog your lungs, yet you loved this feeling. 

A man stood in front, singing a song along with a band, small, yet it filled the room. You moved to the front, wanting to see the man closer.

He had his dark purple hair, black roots, slicked back, almost like a greaser, and a small mustache waxed to his face. You giggle seeing how his face shimmered in the lights due to his makeup he wore. He was running the place, you could tell by the fact he wore the nicest clothes there, even if they weren't that nice. But he looked important. He finished the song, the band giving it a big finish as you clapped and cheered, eager and happy to see the man and hear his soothing voice. You saw him smile, chuckling as he came closer to you, bowing as he jumped off stage. 

"Most claps I've gotten all week kid." He laughed. "Hybrid too, don't get your kind around much." He put a hand out and smiled more. "Kingsley Dice." You quickly to his hand, shaking it.

"(Y/N) (L/N), nice to meet cha! You were amazing up there!" You smiled brightly.

"Why thanks Doll, oh sorry sir, you must be his caretaker?" Dice put his hand out. "And you are?"

"Leaving. I'm leaving. Come on (N/N) [AN:Nick Name]. You saw it." Dee went to grab your arm but you quickly jump back. 

"Oh please Dee! Lettme have just another hour!" You begged the 19 year old who brought you there in the first place. You saw him tense as he sighed. 

"You mind that Mr.Dice, music is banned in our area, so he's excited." Dee explained.

"Do I mind?! Of course not, you're both welcomed whenever, this is a sanctuary for all." Dice smiled happily as you hugged Dee tightly.

"Thanks!" Dee ruffled your hair and rolled his eyes.

"You can go enjoy yourself sir, (Y/N) want to join me on stage?" Dice asked you softly.

"W-Wha?!?! Do ya mean that?" You hopped in your spot continuously.

"Of course!" Dice helped you onto stage as he started the band.


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