Live, Die, Repeat - In Fur

Chapter 4

The two cars have been driving for the past few minutes with the Humvee not firing a single shot at Tracer. Despite the near unlimited time he had at the gas station, no amount of maintenance on the pick up would fix the condition it was. He didn't even have the right equipment to do so...it would've been best if he ditched the car for another one, found another gas station, or even better, reset and walk the other direction.

Unfortunately he had already committed to seeing this through, either this would lead to his death naturally or something possibly better.

"Why haven't they shot me yet...are they out of bullets? Or are they intending to capture me?" Tracer spoke his thoughts out loud as he reduced the pressure on the gas pedal.

The car slowed down till it was just 30 meters away from the Humvee despite them traveling at a steady speed. Now that Tracer was fairly close, he could get a good look at the furs in the car.

In total there were 5 furs, a wolf on the machine gun who looked to be male, a female panther on the wheel, what looked to be a female tiger shark on the front seat, a male cheetah, and a male fox in the back. It was quite a sight to see but Tracer reminded himself that he was in a different place and time.

"Man, Eric would love to see this." He said knowing that Eric used to draw such animals of similar feature. The way how they looked with such detail and anatomy would make Eric foam in the mouth, especially if they were to wear fancy clothes like tuxedos. He always had a thing for smart and fancy clothing. 

It was such a weird preference for that kind of art but it intrigued Tracer since he drew it so well. Only if he could've taken some classes in sketching, he could add it into his long list off 'skills besides killing.'

As he continued to drive carefully, road stared getting better and better in quality, no longer were there pot holes, stray logs, or animals on it. The trees started reducing in number from packed to somewhat spread out. This was a sign that he was getting close to the base or at least he thought it was. As long as there wasn't a security post, he could just drive right by and ask some questions about this place.

Or at least that was the plan.

He looked to his left and saw the RW1 and its ammunition jittering around from the vibrations of the car. After some thought, he grabbed one of the AP shells that were still on the seat and loaded it. If they retaliated, he would have to hit them with something twice as hard.

However, before he could debate on firing first, he could see on the mirror that the wolf anthro was racking his hand back.

"Are they gonna-"

*RA TA TA*

Tracer proved to be right as a burst of shells hit the road ahead of him as he swerved the opposite direction. The frame of the car creaked as it adjusted to the sudden movement. As long as he wasn't too hard with his movements he wouldn't break anything nor topple the gasoline cans in the boot.

"Well there goes the negotiations. I was hoping I could just park and have a talk" He said as he sped up to get away, the car struggling to speed up. The odd thing was, they were firing at the ground around him. It was strange at first but then he realized that they were firing warning shots. If he were them, he would've aimed for the tires but even so, maybe the car wouldn't handle the sudden degradation of the rubber tires.

"Its a waste of ammunition though, you should've aimed for the tires" He said as he slowed down again letting the bullets fly past the car and into the ground. Both cars were again 10 meters apart. It was then Tracer realized that their intent was to send him near the base and disable the car from there.