Rasmus's POV:
*8 hours later*
Rasmus: "Where is he!?"
Tony: "Quiet down Rasmus! Give him a bit more time to show up!"
Tony said, us standing in an alley near that store we talked about. I was tired of waiting, Richard was probably not gonna show up. Maybe he forgot, or got stopped or delayed, who knows? However, we can't just sit here and not do anything! Were wasting precious time on waiting for Richard.
Rasmus: "Forget it Tony, we need to go right now. Richard is obviously not gonna show up. It's been about an hour since we showed up."
Tony: "He'll show! Just wait-!"
Rasmus: "Damnit Tony! I ain't waiting!"
I then head towards the shop, looking for the power box or line.
Tony: "Rasmus! Urgh, fine!"
Tony then jogged to me, following me from behind. He was also helping me find the power source, although, it was clear he was uncomfortable without Richard here.
As we searched, I felt a strange feeling in my chest. It was tight, as if I'm doing something I would truly regret. A sense of fear washing over me as we kept looking, telling me to just leave. Though, I kept looking. Eventually, we found the power line to the shop and shot it, severing the connection. Luckily, Tony's pistol was suppressed, which meant there wasn't much noise.
We then made our way to the front of the shop, I holding my shotgun whilst Tony reloaded his pistol.
Rasmus: "Ready?"
Tony nodded.
He then shot the doorknob off of the door, allowing us to go in. However, we sensed someone in the darkness, he was behind the counter, watching us.
???: "So, you're the ones he was talking about."
The man said, his voice sounding that of a man and... a growl? Wait a minute, who saw us? There was no one in the store when we first spied it, but if no one was in here, who told him?
Tony: "Shut it! We ain't come here to chat, we're here for your cash and dust!"
The man's form turned his head to the side, looking confused.
???: "Dust? Why would you want that?"
He said as he tapped his... claws on the counter? Wait, was he a faunaus too? If so, this'll definitely effect the White Fang's reputation
Rasmus: "That isn't important sir. However, we're sorry about robbing you."
Tony: "Sorry?"
Rasmus: "He's a faunaus too. Look at his claws."
???: "Faunaus? No, I'm no faunaus. Well, technically speaking."
Me and Tony are now confused. Technically? How can you technically be a faunaus? You're either a faunaus or you're not.
Tony: "Then, what are you?"
???: "Come on closer, you can take a look for yourself. I don't bite."
Tony was hesitant and looked to me.
Tony: "What should we do?"
Rasmus: "Well, we gotta tie him up anyways, so we can take a peak. Besides, he won't try anything. We got him dead to rights."
Tony: "Yeah, I guess you're right."
We then turned back towards the man, but.... he was no longer there. Just then, I heard Tony drop his pistol.
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The Hunter's Shop
FanfictionFinally, the Hunt was nearing its end, and now it was time to face the Moon Presence and end this dream. Though, our hunter wasnt always a hunter, his name was Thomas. Thomas was a to put it simply, a nobody with a very simple dream. To settle down...
