The wicked and the furred

Part 1

-General pov-

On the day of August 23rd 2032 it was a hot day as it just got done raining for two days straight, the ground was still wet as the sound of foot steps could be heard of a man.

This man was tall, strong, and broad as he could easily go against an anthro single handed, the man wear think armor even though it was 80 degrees he did not chance getting killed by a bullet.

The man always wore a bulletproof mask as he did when he was young, "always wear this, so when the big bad wolf try's to shot you in the face. You will not die." That saying stuck with the man as he tapped on his mask feeling the vibrations and noise, making him feel relaxed.

Under this mask was a strong looking face with dark drown eyes and three scars on it, one being of a brand all members of his group have and two others on his nose and hiding in his beard that has started to come in.

Turning a corner he sees what looks to be a small group of anthros ahead of him, turning around he walks back around the corner and look to his left to see a ladder that leads inside the apartment complex.

Jumping up he grabs the ladder with one hand before letting the rifle he found to hang from it's sling, it may be an m1 but he's not a gun guy so he does not know much but just to shoot.

Reaching the roof of the building the man stays in a crouch as he looks from left to right trying to see the smallest of movements on the roofs and in the windows, satisfied he crouch walks over to the west side of the building to see a group of anthros walking down the road.

There are a total of five he counted there are a gray wolf, a black and white shark thing, two cheetahs that look like twins, and last but not least an all black bobcat.

Taking in a deep breath he feels the warm air enter his lungs as he remembers being with his girlfriend as the smell of the air smelled of flowers and comfort, closing his eyes he try's to remember her face...but it's wrong...it's all wrong...the smile doesn't seem as bright as well as the look in her eye.

Opening his eyes he locks eyes with the bobcat, slowly putting his finger to his masks lips he slowly shakes his head, but it didn't work, as the bobcat yelled he pushed up and back as he feels the wind of a bullet fly past his head.

Turning around and running as hard as he can he jumped a gap to a different building, looking frantically he finds the door to the stairs that leads in the building.

As he jumps and skips down four flights of floors, he comes to a dead end as the stairs have collapsed from that point on. Looking around he found a door to somewhere grabbing the door and he pushes down and forwards as hard as he could almost break the old door off its hinges.

Walking in to what seems to be an hall way with apartment housing he finds a door open and goes in it, as his time was up he heard from an old friend what the anthros do to humans, either in POWs or keep them as some kind of slave.

Walking in the room he closes the door behind him before taking off his back pack than his vest, sitting down on the floor with a grunt he slowly opens his backpack and finding the shark plushie his girlfriend gave him for valentines.

???: "My dear how I miss you so." He said his words deep like a valley and as ruff as a grind stone as he looks at the shark before taking out a picture of her, his true love.

He's tried dating as he was a ladies man but they all ended with him with nothing but a phone and the clothes on his back, but she was different. She showed him what a true relationship looked like, she never yelled and took her time with him.

Now all that's left of her is a stupid plushie and a picture, slowly putting down the picture he reaches for his side arm on his thigh, seeing as there is nothing but eat, sleep, shit and, run he's realized something.