I looked into the Tiger Fur's eyes and then lent forward to press my skull against the barrel.
"Papa, don't." The female Cat Fur said, though quietly. It shook the Tiger Fur from his smug bloodlust to look at her angrily.
"He's seen our faces, and our species. Hell he hasn't even spoken to us even a little, so it seems logical to kill him and leave his body in some ditch for his 'friends' to find." He said and I grit my teeth and dug my fingers into the metal of the chair, watching angrily as he pointed the gun at my head again. Then something bright interrupted my eyesight, a flashlight, I wasn't expecting her to just go and shine a light in my face like that. Ouch!
"Look at his face," The Cat Fur said softly, and then I felt something drag through the straps of my vest, and then the center of my shirt. "Look at his body. Do you really think this is the kind of person to fight for that corrupt King without having a grudge over the guy?"
I couldn't see, or speak. Nor could I move, so I was completely helpless as she stripped me of my cloak, vest, and shirt. There was a long silence and then the light turned off. I blinked my eyes a couple times to get them to adjust again. Only to see the male Tiger Fur with grit teeth and a wired jaw. The Cat Fur was standing next to him with her hand on his shoulder.
"Look at him," She said and I refused to let my vision wander for fear of showing weakness. I did not want to think about the reason why I had all of the scars, but I also didn't want my eyes to wander from them and show weakness.
The Tiger Fur had other ideas than simply letting me continue staring at him. He got up from his chair and growled, taking in all of the bite marks, claw marks, and lashes that I had visibly on the front of my body. He lifted my head up with a single claw out to keep me from resisting and hummed with interest.
Touching the scars lining the font half of my throat was the final straw. I recoiled and went to bite him, yeah its a feral and animistic thing to do, especially for a human, but I was in a figurative corner, showing things that I wanted forgotten.
The Tiger Fur pulled his hand away sharply and smiled, confusing me. Why would he be smiling? What reason did he have to smile now of all times? Did he know about something that I didn't?
"It seems you are not entirely human, or at least you won't be for much longer," He said and then sat back down in the chair putting the pistol back into a holster I hadn't seen on his outer thigh. I was a little on edge, but strangely calmer than I should've been.
"You know what?" The Tiger Fur suddenly grabbed the bag and stood up. "I think that I'll just take you with me." He said and suddenly the female Cat Fur was there with a bat, and the next thing I saw was darkness.
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I woke up tied to another chair, in a dark room, but this time there was no one in the room with me. There was a blinking red dot in two opposite corners of the ceiling, or at least near the ceiling. I guessed that they were cameras, but since there were no sources of light in the room I couldn't see anything. Suddenly the room, and my eyes were bathed in white, the room lit up so suddenly and so brightly that it blinded me temporarily.
"It seems that subject one is rather sensitive to light," a voice surrounded the room.
No shit, I just woke up and you just tossed a flash grenade in front of my face. I blinked my eyes a few times trying to look around but the act was pretty pointless because I couldn't see anything. I clenched my hands so tightly that I could feel my knuckle bones rubbing on the skin of my hand.
"The subject seems to be showing restrained aggression," the voice came again, clearly female, and my vision was starting to clear.
There was a large mirror in front of me, probably one-way with whoever that was blasting my senses on the other side. I looked at the mirror for a while, trying to see a way through it, and then something changed, and it felt like my vision split, and I could see through the wall suddenly, but it didn't last long enough for me to catch what was behind it.
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Generation Fur
RandomDISCLAIMER: THE COVER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME BUT 'oLEEDUEOLO's ON DeviantArt.com The year is 3137 and The Fur Kingdom is rising in power, all of the other countries of earth have died of and been abandoned leaving bring death, plague, illness, and de...