2 Worlds Apart (Furry X Human Thriller)

Pg.8

Coles Pov

I struggled to get the chains unlocked. Bruce is on the ground wrestling with a huge wolf and I'm trying to get a hold of the lock. Noticing my struggle, the pissed-off brown bear reaches at my hand, seizing his keys away. The bear stood up fully, smirking at me as he held the key. The only thing I was able to get free, was my right leg. I raised it and kicked the bear's other knee with all of my strength. (denied walking lol)

"CRACK~"

The bear crumpled on top of me. The force from his body broke the chair frame, flattening me on the floor. I squirmed out from underneath the brute, bringing myself to my knees. The bear had curled into a ball, heaving in pain while clutching his legs. I looked over at Bruce, who was still fighting the other guys, and looked for a shitbag to beat to death. I chose the wolf he was originally fighting. 

I picked up one of the sharp pieces from the chair and snuck behind the wolf. As he leaned back to throw a punch at Bruce, I drove the pointed stake into the back of the wolf's neck. The wolf's eyes widened as impending doom sank in. The wolf collapsed onto the floor, convulsing, trying to catch his breath. 

The scene caught the other 2's attention, who were frozen in shock. Giving Bruce enough time to tackle one of them, they landed to the floor and Bruce easily overpowered him into an armlock. The other guy made a run for the door, probably to go for backup. I sprinted at the other human, catching up in time to pull him away from the door. He fell back into his butt, quickly getting back up to fight. He threw a jab, which was easy to dodge. 

"You make humans look weak," I said to the guy, dodging all of his attacks.

He grew impatient, raging forward for another swing. Seeing his open spot, I sent a left hook into his liver, dropping him immediately. He choked on pain, on his knees and clutching his stomach. I picked my foot up and drove it into the back of the dude's head. His head slammed into the ground, disfiguring the guy's face. 

He fell sideways, still gasping for air, face covered in blood. I spat on him and turned to my partner, who was holding the no-attached head of a cheetah as if it were a basketball. Us two bloody badass's crept out of the room, leaving the guards to rot. 

Looking out the hall, only two directions were available. Both halls led to pitch black and we could not know where we were heading. I was about to pick a direction when Bruce stopped me. 

"I would rather not wander aimlessly, alright newbie. Lesson one..." He said walking to a nearby wall and raising his leg to kick.

"think outside the box!" He grumbled as he smashed his foot through the concrete wall.

Walking through the hole in the wall, we came across a well-lit room full of stuff.

"I knew I smelt it!" Bruce said like a kid in a candy store as he rushed over to his sword.

"So they locked our stuff behind concrete? but it's so easy to break?" I asked a little confused.

"They were probably not expecting me to have such a good smell." He said actively stealing as much shit as he could carry.

I saw my stuff too, reaching down to grab them. They also had our masks and clothing, it was nice to not be mostly naked anymore. I decided just to put on the brass knuckles to prepare for any ongoing trouble. We searched to room more, looking for anything that could be of use to our situation, but there was nothing of importance. The only thing I saw was a small, steel, silver ball that I picked up because it looked cool and might be useful if hurled.