This is just a short, short story about moving on.. I wanted to do something with it, but I literally haven't found a way to incorporate this into a story of my own.

When young Foxy and his friends blow up a courthouse, killing a congressman, they are forced to run and become fugitives from the EUS, the Organization sent to eliminate them. Can they release their inner beasts and end the tyranny of the EUS, or will they themselves be eliminated?

What happens after the love of your life takes your breath away from a kiss? He bites...