Chapter 2: Breaking Ice

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                      The guards were walking around the building when one stopped. “Hey!” snapped the werepolarbear. “Why do you stop?!” asked the polar bear. “The ice is breaking here” replied the werehusky with a whine. “It probably nothing” replied the white fur male as he walked around the building while the husky was still looking at the crack in the ice. Then suddenly a pair of jaws grabbed the dog’s neck and dragged him into the water. The water slowly starts to turn red like the blood on the snow. The polar bear came back around the building and saw the blood on the snow and the bloody water. The bear put his nose near the water then something grabbed his head and dragged him under water where he was ripped into pieces. The beast under the water swam back up to the hole in the ice and got out. It walked through the door. The seaweed cover beast hopped onto some stairs that lead to a secret area that is above the main areas. It followed the scent of Teeth and found the room but it was empty. The sea weed cover beast let out a low growl as it followed the scent. The scent led the leopard orca over the fighting ring of the building. A hole was showing the action going on. It saw the doc, covered in blood and having some new cuts and bites while some of the old scars had been cut open. The feline has killed a feather cover beast. Its head was ripped off, along with its spine. “The winner is the Cheshire smilodon!” the speaker let out. “Smilodon?” Monty thought as he looked back down at the smilodon below. He watched as his cousin walked back into a tunnel. The sea weed cover male follows the tunnel into a small area where there is a huge cage. Monty saw Teeth walk in and sat down, waiting for the next fight. One of the workers throwed some raw meat into the cage. The leopard orca knew that his cousin didn't like to eat raw meat. His eyes grew wide as he watched the doc eat the raw meat without trouble. “What did they do to him?” Monty said to himself as he watched the feline below. Meanwhile with the band, the group found the back door and saw that Monty had already gotten in. “He didn’t show any mercy to them” said Janice as she looked away from the bloody snow and water with chunks of body parts. “Yep! That is what you called a cousin who is willing to do anything to keep his cousin safe from danger” replied Floyd as he blocked the doe’s view of the mess. Zoot poke his head in and saw no one there in the room. “No one is in here” said the sloth as he walked in. “Huh, this must be an exit room since there is hardly anything in here” suggests Lips. “Maybe” replied the blue male as they walked up to another door. Zoot poke his head again and saw a group of people feeding wereanimals in cages. Janice wanted to puke to see raw meat covered in blood. The sloth felt something wet hit his head, he looked up to see Lips drooling. “Lips!” snapped the small male. The lion shakes his head and looks down. “What?” asked the blonde male, clueless to the fact that he was drooling over raw meat covered in blood. “Focus!” replied Zoot with a snarl. “Alright?” replied Lips, not understanding why the sloth was being snappy at him. “How are we going to find Teeth in here? There are millions of cages here!” said Floyd. “I don’t know-” Zoot started to say but was cut off when a voice behind them came out of nowhere. “You won't,” said Lops as he was holding the chain of Aoomal. “You!” yelled the sloth as he turned around to face the two. “Miss us?” asked the cheetah with a his coming from his throat. “Why the hell would  we miss you!” snarled Lips as he showed his fangs to the feline. “Ouch, that hurt” replied Lops. “Oh well. Let’s get to the real business here” continue the cheetah. “Trying to save your friend? How sad” said the feline as he slowly started to let go of the doberman’s cage. The newfoundland started to growl as he knew what was about to happen. Lops let go of the chain and let Aoomal go. The dog quickly runs to the group, wanting to attack Zoot first since he is the smaller one of the group. Suddenly the doberman was hit with a bite to his collar and slammed into the wall. It was Animal that did it. The drummer started to bite and claw the male without letting him fight back. Lops was in disbelief but was suddenly hit in the face by Lips. The rest of the group quickly run into the room and hide to make sure no one will see them.

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