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Counter Earth Chronicles

Chapter 123: Looking For Excuses To Hate (Consensus Part One)

Day 973 (continued)

"Well played hunter." Matt said.

"This looks bad." I said looking at the six hover vehicles that had smashed into the ground. "I don't think any of those drivers survived that let alone the fall from the sky, that had to be over 700 feet."

"Overwatch! Get mobile healers here now!" My she beast growled.

*I am sorry Lady Ursa, communications are down.*

"We can't get out of the prototype with that green sedan on top of us either." I announced.

"Emily! Are you there? Emily respond!" Lady Ursa said trying her wrist communicator. "DAMN! That hunter made me look like a junior knight the first week on the job." Lady Ursa grumbled.

"Mistress there was nothing you could do- the prototype can't simultaneously target multiple projectiles at the spur of the moment like that. It is a flaw no one predicted." I said to the perturbed brown bear.

"Let's put that aside for now, we need to check on the injured." Mr. Tracker announced.

"Let's see, hover mode is down, communications are down, the holo-projector is down, the side-pods have been damaged so there aren't any weapons and we are trapped inside." I said looking at the status monitor. "But at least the deflector system and the passive restraints are holding."

My she beast thought for a moment. She then pressed one of the buttons on the dash board.

"An idea Little Ursula?" Her former trainer asked.

"I am engaging hydrofoil mode." She said grumbling.

"I see, the pontoons will extend from underneath lifting the prototype slightly allowing the wheels to fold back down so we can engage vehicle mode." I said.

There was some loud grinding noises, but my she beast was able to revert the prototype to vehicular mode.

Lady Ursa pressed on the pedal. We were expecting the vehicle to move, but there was nothing.

*I am sorry Lady Ursa, propulsion is down.*

"And we can add that to the list." I said.

"Talk about sitting ducks." Matt said.

"Lady Ursa. I am here." The woodchuck responded tapping on the passenger window of the blue coupe.

"What is your status?" The bear said to the junior knight.

"I am hurt but alive, my hover bike sustained damage but is still functioning."

"Were you able to save anyone?" I asked the junior knight.

"Negative." She responded.

"Alright get medical here- now." My pregnant she beast said.

The junior knight went back to her bike and called for help. She then returned to study our predicament.

"I am going to try to get you out of there." The small she beast said moving her bike to the front of the of the prototype.

"Overwatch deactivate deflector system."

*Acknowledged Mr. Winter.*

We immediately heard the prototype start creaking from the weight of the green sedan on top of us as the woodchuck took the cut tractor hook line from the right side pod and attached it to her hover bike. She then hit the throttle hard which pulled us forward causing the green hatchback to fall behind us and off of the blue coupe. It was like someone pulling a tablecloth off a table out without disturbing the silverware on top of it.

"Mara and Sir Ram are not going to like this." I said as we crawled out inspecting the wreckage.

The pile of crashed hover vehicles in the field around us, looked reminiscent of a junk yard.

"You two check on the motorists." My bear knight said barking orders. "I will check on Emily."

Matt and I went from vehicle to vehicle to vehicle checking on the luckless drivers whom the Cleanser had used as fodder to evade us.

This time around the hunter had killed not just humans but beastials as well. The operator of the yellow pickup whom my she beast had tried to save but had to abandon in order to save ourselves was slumped over the steering wheel. Matt checked the opossum for a pulse.

(Did the driver die because of the inter-blast or was it the fall from the sky?)

We went around to the five other vehicles a blue sedan had a man and woman inside, a red utility vehicle next to theirs had a human teenager crumpled in the wreckage. Next to that was a black sedan with a white one on top of it. The beastials in both those vehicles were deceased and then there was the lone hover bike we found next to the black and white sedans. Matt and I combed the grassy field where the vehicles had wrecked in looking for its operator. We found the lifeless body of female rabbit five hundred feet away, her eyes wide open.

There was good news though in all of this carnage, the green hatchback that my mistress had tried to save- its wombat operator was gravely injured by had survived the inter-blast and fall from the sky.

Ten minutes later mobile healers arrived and assessed the drivers of the six other vehicles we couldn't save from the human hunter's carnage. We found out that they had all died in the initial inter-blast. The fall from the sky didn't matter; it just made it hard for the healers to remove them from their vehicles. As for the wombat she was alive, but her intestines and portion of her stomach had been eradicated. She was going to be taken to a hospital, but was redirected to Castle Wundagore instead.

Emily, Matt, my mistress and I were all checked out at the scene as well. Thanks to the prototype we were fine. Emily had some cracked ribs and compound fracture on her arm which the healers treated at the scene. Afterwards we regrouped at the castle.

"It will be just a few minutes longer Ms. Parsons." The lioness announced to the naked wombat seated on her lab chair. "I am almost done."

"I don't know what happened. I was running some errands, there was this bright flash and then next thing I remember I was on the ground in excruciating pain."

"Do you remember seeing anything before while you were driving?" Lea asked as she rebuilt the wombat's innards.

"No, I was thinking about the things I had to do today before curfew, the places, I had to go to." The she beast said as the lioness placed a triangular device on her lower abdomen.

"Does that feel better?" The sexy she beast asked.

"Yes thank you dear. What did you do?"

"I just rebuilt your lower stomach and now I am moving on to your intestines." Lea said to her patient.

"How did this happen?" Ms. Parsons asked.

"Your lower stomach and part of your intestines were obliterated in a random incident." Lea said as she continued to work.

"Oh my. What type of incident?"

"The knight core was in pursuit of the Cleanser." Lea said making eye contact.

"You mean the hunter of humans I heard about?"

"Yes, the individual decided to use you and the operators of six other vehicles to orchestrate a escape." Lea said solemnly. "You were the only survivor. So if you can remember anything that could help us, anything at all it would be appreciated."

"The technological sophistication on this world never ceases to amaze me." I said to Matt and my bear knight as we watched Lea from an observation deck above the lab.

"She was lucky that she got here so quickly." Mr. Tracker said.

"No. It wasn't that, she was lucky that there was something left to be rebuilt." My bear knight started to say.

"Whoever this person is, they are dangerous." The wildlife expert said. "Little Ursula, I will do all that I can to assist you in finding this hunter."

"Lady Ursa! A word!" Matt and I turned our attention from the operation to the he beast that entered the observation deck. It was Lord Tiger, who didn't look too happy.

"Yes commander." My lady bear said following the tiger warrior outside of the room.

"Let me guess, this is where she gets her ass chewed for screwing up." Mr. Tracker said.

(You know it.)

Lady Ursa was away for twenty minutes. When she returned, my fierce ursine warrior was unnaturally composed.

"Thank you for your assistance today Mr. Tracker. I will take you home now, it is getting close to curfew."

"What? Oh alright." He said following her out of the observation deck.

"Pet, I will see you when I get back."

"Um, ok." I said.

With the apparent reconstruction of Ms. Parsons complete, I decided to visit Mara. I was wondering if that was really a smart thing to do in light of what happened that afternoon. I found the wicked goat lady, Sir Ram's main squeeze in her lab staring at the remains of the blue coupe.

"Evening Mara, how is our favorite product and weapon's developer?" I said greeting her.

"Still wondering what did you do to my prototype? The blue one was my favorite!"

(Oh this isn't going to go over well.)

"My mistress and I tried to take down the Cleanser and came up short, well very short."

"I heard boy, the hunter killed nine motorists during the escape."

"We wrecked the prototype trying to save as many of them as we could." I said to the wicked goat lady trying to sound noble.

"I heard about that too. The wombat female was lucky. The rest not so much."

"Um, how long before the blue coupe is ready?"

Mara gave me a very angered look as if to say get out of my way boy before I trample you.

At that moment I realized that I was putting undo pressure on someone who was already over taxed.

"Mara, I am sorry- it wasn't intentional." I said dropping to my hands and knees in front of her. "I love that vehicle. It is a awesome, awesome weapon."

The wicked goat lady read my reaction for a moment before finally responding.

"It is going to be a while- a day or two or more. Many of the systems were damaged. The side-pods also need to be replaced."

"Yes ma'am." I said kissing her hooves. "I am very sorry ma'am."

"I would also steer clear of Rammy for now boy. He is not happy that we are rebuilding the blue prototype again- the second time in as many weeks."

"Right. Were you able to analyze the canisters the hunter used?" I asked hoping that might give us a lead.

"I took a quick look at them. If you were looking for a lead there, you are out of luck boy. They are quite common storage containers."

"What about the paw prints that were on them?"

"That wildlife expert was right, they belong to a beastial feline, but not any beast we have on record."

"Thanks Mara." I said as I started to leave her lab to make my way back toward the lair.

"Oh and boy do you love that prototype more than your bear?" She said smirking at me.

I didn't answer as I departed; I was lost in thought.

So that just left the brown utility vehicle that we saw fleeing Thomas park. And there were over a hundred owners of that type of vehicle in World One alone. I continued to contemplate that fact when my warrior bear walked into the lair- she looked like she had the weight of the world on her.

"Mistress are you ok? You didn't maul Mr. Tracker did you?"

"No Alex. He is fine." My pregnant she beast said as she took off her uniform and sat down on the sectional next to me.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"It has just been a bad day. The commander was not happy with what happened when we tried to take down the Cleanser, nor was Sir Ram with what happened to the prototype. We should steer clear from both for a while."

"Yeah, I heard. Here, remove your clothing and lie down." I said ordering my warrior bear.

Lady Ursa did as I requested. I decided to give her a relaxing massage. I starting with her neck, upper then lower back, her beautiful hindquarters, legs and foot paws then tail.

"That is divine Alex." She murred. "Let's call it a evening pet before this day gets any worse."

My she beast hoisted me up on her arm as she started to carry me to her chambers. As she did, I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"What was that for pet?"

"You needed it. You are an honest and just warrior who was just trying to do the right thing today, even if your colleagues failed to see that. It doesn't matter, because I know what you were trying to do."

"Thank you pet." She said kissing me.

When we arrived at her chambers, she undressed me before we started to settle in for the night.

"This is nice mistress. But we can't turn out the lights just yet." I said as she started to recline on her bed and I on her.

"Right, we were supposed to be monitoring the hub for updates."

Lady Ursa reached for the night stand, picked up her communicator and brought it back over to where we were resting. I reclined on her chest and tummy as she powered on the device.

"Ready?" She asked me.

"Are you mistress?" I said asking her. "No, but we owe it to the deceased."

With that we started combining through day's news reports.

This is Yama Kite reporting. Today has been a trying day for the knight core in World One. The Cleanser has struck again. It started with this hunter of humans eliminated 102 at a small apartment complex in the basement, then continued at a demonstration at Thomas park in the Riverside neighborhood where the Cleanser hunted down twenty more humans. The avian said with a smug look on his face.

The Knights of Wundagore have been on high alert as second class citizens of the empire became aware of this threat to their lives. Later this afternoon it appeared the knights had found their target and were moving in when the Cleanser sacrificed other motorists in order to make an escape. This was the break in the Cleanser's pattern because three humans were killed in addition to six beastials** . The knights are confident as is this reporter that they will find their target- eventually.** The avian said ending his broadcast.

"Eventually?" My she beast grumbled.

The rest of the hub reports stated the same thing to varying degrees with one commenting that Counter Earth could benefit from having less humans on it.

"Another beastial failing to distinguish the good humans from the bad." I commented after viewing that report.

"I know you are one of the good ones pet." My pregnant bear said kissing me.

We then started looking for messages from the Cleanser. We managed to find a post that was made late that evening.

I had a mostly progressive day hunting, putting a big dent into those who have blighted this world with their presence. However, there was some collateral damage which I regret; but alas it couldn't be helped. Now some rest and relaxation before resuming this glorious crusade...

"That is also a break in the pattern posting messages on the hub instead of leaving them on his victims?"

"Remember pet the hunter was being chased at the time. There wasn't enough time for that individual to leave a message." Lady Ursa said to me.

"I think the knights have this individual running scared. Why take time off?"

"Whatever it is, we best use the time to redouble our efforts to try to find this individual- fast before more citizens fall victim." My she beast said coming the hub for more content. "Hmm... another video from TRUTH."

Lady Ursa played it. It was more propaganda from this group implying the High Evoultionary's enforcers were incompetent, that the dictator was losing control by the day especially in light to the latest threats to the empire.

(Come on Barran take them down!)

With that my fierce ursine warrior placed her communicator on the night stand and tried to go to sleep, but her mind as was mine, was still active thinking about events of the day. She and I lay there for hours just thinking about the Cleanser and what that individual had done, how many lives had been destroyed. We had to bring this beastial down and that was the honest truth.

As September was turning into October the next few days were quite busy for the knights, Barran along with her new team continued searching for the TRUTH rebels going as far as visiting each of the hub sites in the five cities trying to determine how and when their so called public service announcements were being produced and uploaded.

The rest of the core was busy investigating the 100+ owners of brown Solar Eclipse utility vehicles in World One looking for the human hunter before they could strike again. Despite all the interrogating and searching in feline beastial's homes nothing was ever found. Which lead some to think that perhaps the Cleanser did not reside in World One at all. Lord Tiger contacted his counterparts in Worlds Two and Three to start investigating there. As suspected the Knights of Warwick and Sevren weren't overly enthusiastic.

Day 977

It was the evening of the third day without any further news of the human hunter. Barran and her team had the only good news, they had been successful in taking down several more rebel groups but not the one she was 'hot and bothered about' TRUTH continued to elude the owl warrior.

With no news about the Cleanser, the senior knights were concerned- well the Commander, the Watch Supervisor and my mistress that when the Cleanser resumed it was going to be worse than before.

Second class citizens were also on edge, there was a attendance decline in the daily protests which was the only good thing to come out of that and an increase in neighborhood watches in the basement during the evening hours, which was keeping those on evenings and nights busy.

With all of this going on, my mistress was letting the job get to her, so once again I had to destress my overworked she beast using the techniques we had learned in the Aurora Spa some time ago.

"How does that feel mistress?" I said massaging her neck.

"Divine pet just divine."

I then moved to her shoulders, upper and lower back, legs, foot paws before grabbing two handfuls of her magnificent hindquarters- which I massaged, rubbed and caressed before moving on to my favorite part of her anatomy.

"It has been quite a while since I have gotton to do this- too long." I said as I aimed my growing erection towards its intended target.

"What is that pet?"

"Wear your tail mistress. I love wearing your tail." I moaned as I started thrusting in and out and out and in."

(She was looking quite lovely that evening.)

"When you are finished there, want to try for the correct hole?" My she beast moaned.

"I could but I don't think your daughter would appreciate being doused with my jizz. OAH!!!" I shot back as I gave the warrior my Essence of Winter.

That did it. I managed to shut my beloved down for the night. As I came down from my incredible high, I noticed that she was on her tummy snoring softly. I guess that meant she wouldn't be cuddling me tonight. Whatever, that meant I would get to cuddle her. Gently I puled out from inside her and and made myself comfortable on her back.

Day 978

We only managed to sleep for a couple of hours when Lady Ursa's communicator went off waking both of us up.

"It is 6 AM already?!" I said stirring.

"No 2:45." My she beast said as she groggily reached for it. "What is it commander?"

"Little Ursula it is me, Matt." We heard a voice on the other end whisper. "I have found our target."

"Say what?" I said getting up.

"I am looking at HIM right now." Mr. Tracker said.

"Mr. Tracker where are you?!" My warrior bear asked.

"I am in the Great Forest. I think I know why you couldn't find your feline beastial. Because he wasn't living in any of the five cities- he was living in the forests."

"Matt stay quiet and out of sight; don't be seen."

"Yes Little Ursula I know, if he tosses one of his canisters my way, you will be able to use what is left of my insides for storage." Matt said ending the connection.

"So what is the plan?" I said rolling off my fierce ursine warrior.

"I am going to take the Cleanser down. You will stay here where it is safe." My warrior bear said to me.

"Respectfully mistress no. We have seen repeatedly that the Cleanser is quite dangerous. It would be to your advantage to have a clairvoyant with you." I said to my lover. "Besides you will need my help to get cleaned up- I um, gave you a little something extra to help you sleep."

"Very well pet. But you will obey my instructions to the letter understood?"

"Yes ma'am."

Lady Ursa and I headed to her showers and quickly bathed. I made sure that I removed all remnants from our love making from her. Since we were going into a dangerous situation, she needed to be totally and completely focused.

We dried off, clothed and headed to the loading dock of the castle.

"As I thought." She huffed. "All the prototypes are in use." She said dejected.

"Looks like we are going to have to do this old school." I said staring at her hover bike.

"Old school?"

"It is a Gaian expression, it means using tried and true methods."

Lady Ursa hopped on the bike and entered in Mr. Tracker's tracker.

"I have him." She announced to me.

"What about the weaponry on this?" I asked her.

"Not as much as the prototypes- netting, lasers." She said to me. "It will have to be enough."

I hopped on the bike behind her. I held on tight as we left the loading dock and proceeded to the Great Forest.

It took us an hour to arrive at the outskirts of the forest where Lady Ursa took my virginity my first week on Counter Earth.

Upon our arrival she landed the hoverbike and we proceeded in on foot.

"Do you sense anything pet?" My fierce ursine warrior asked.

"No." I responded.

"Stay by my side." She said giving me her tracker and drawing her weapon.

She placed her left paw on my right shoulder as I looked down at the screen and indicated the direction we should walk. Cautiously and very carefully we did, pausing with every step to listen, check and smell our surroundings. Eventually we found Mr. Tracker sitting behind a fallen log.

"I thought you were going to bring back up?" The blond haired man said when we found him.

"She is her own backup." I said correcting him.

"Given our situation, I did not want to tip the target off of our impending arrival." My she beast said to her former trainer. "Where is he?"

"What is he?" I added.

"It is as I said before the target is a feline beastial." Matt said.

"What type? Lion, tiger, panther, ocelot, leopard, cheetah, cougar, bobcat, caracal or lynx?" I asked the wildlife expert.

"None of the above- an orange tabby." Mr. Tracker said.

"As in house cat?!" I yell-whispered.

"One that hates humans very, very much Alex." Lady Ursa said shushing me.

"Beyond the brush over there, you can just make out the brown utility vehicle and that lump in front of the fire that is him. I spent the last few days trying to figure out where he might be hiding. It was then I remembered the dirt we saw on the Solar Eclipse that day in the park." My she beast's former trainer said.

"So you started combing the forests for activity." I said.

"You do know that you violated curfew by being out here right?" Lady Ursa said to him.

"Anything to help my animal overlords madam beastial. Besides, I wasn't the only one who sinned." Matt said sarcastically.

"So what is the plan?" I asked my fierce ursine warrior.

"Alright this is what we're going to do..." My warrior bear grumbled.

I think she was more than ready for all of this to be over.

Lady Ursa's target slept peacefully on his sleeping bundle in front of the fire, his ear twitching at the occasional pop and hiss that came from the fire in front of him oblivious to the Knight of Wundagore who had crept out of the woods until it was too late.

*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*

The orange tabby looked up at the large form that stood in front of the fire blocking his view.

"Cleanser?"

"Who wants to know?" The cat said half asleep half awake."

"The Knights of Wundagore!" My she beast growled tapping him with her weapon again.

"GYAAARGH!" The feline beastial said springing out of his sleeping bundle as if someone had sprayed him with cold water.

"You are my prisoner Cleanser! But do please try to resist!" My warrior bear growled.

The tabby clapped his paws and there was a blinding flash that originated from the fire momentarily stunning the female knight as he ran toward his brown utility vehicle in an attempt to get away only to be hit by its door.

*WHACK*

"So where did you think you were going?" I said staring at him from the driver's seat of his own vehicle.

"As I said it is over cleanser you will not be taking any more lives beastial or otherwise!" Lady Ursa growled as she aimed her weapon at the human hunter preparing to fire.

"I disagree knight." The yellow-eyed creature said lunging for me. He pulled me out of the driver seat and placed me in a head lock. "If my crusade is to truly end today, then you two are going to come with me!"

!!!

I looked down at his left paw and he was holding another one of his canisters.

"Just think our deaths will be nice and clean no mess to clean up afterwards."

"That means you will die too." Lady Ursa said calmly to the crazed tabby.

"True my only regret was that I couldn't take enough of them with me." The cleanser said making a deranged face.

It was at that moment we were shot. A golden ray of light encased our bodies when it dissipated Lady Ursa's service weapon was gone, as was the target's canister and our clothing for that matter.

"What? My clothes?" The Cleanser gasped.

Someone had shot us with a clothes removal device like the one my mistress had used on me the first time I had visited this forest.

"My turn." I said as my left had found it's way to the hunter's groin and his unmentionables.

**CRUNCH**

"AUGH!" He screamed doubling over in pain clasping his genitals.

As he did, I slid out from his headlock, moved behind him and made sure my right foot connected with his ass... hard.

"That was for all the innocents you ended." I hissed.

Lady Ursa quickly grabbed her service weapon from where it reappeared nearby and fired at her target paralyzing him.

"That was quick thinking Mr. Tracker." My she beast said turning to the blond haired human. "Thank you for the assist."

"A little toy my girlfriend and I like to use on each other from time to time." The wildlife expert said as he locked eyes on the female bear. "My you have definitely blossomed Little Ursula- so buff."

"Nice try. You won't escape being judged and punished for breaking curfew though." The naked brown bear said bringing him back to reality.

"When you are done gawking, Mr. Tracker could you please give us back our clothes?" I said.

After securing her capture, my she beast combed the utility vehicle were she found a cache of canisters, a launcher, pen and paper. This was definitely her target.

"So what do you have to say for yourself?" My warrior bear said questioning the tabby who had a broad crazed smile.

"Why are you helping them sister? They are a blight on the land, this world and this planet! No matter how many I take down there is always more!"

"Everyone deserves the right to exist. Whether you believe it or chose not to- not all humans are bad. Just like not all beastials are good." My warrior bear said studying her prisoner.

"So you aren't going to tell us why you did it?" I asked him.

"No." He answered me.

"It was as I indicated, he has a reason to hate humans. It looks like he is an original which means there was a time when he was a nonbeastial. I surmise that he was abandoned, abused and tortured which set him onto this path." Matt said to us.

"Regardless Cleanser you will regret the misery, pain and suffering you have caused." My fierce ursine warrior said.

"I am not afraid of you or the master." He said as he continued smiling.

"Perhaps you should." Mr. Tracker said. "I don't know if you are aware but he isn't in the best of moods lately."

"He most likely we be de-eveolved if he isn't inter-blasted first." I said.

Sir Ram and Mara forgave Lady Ursa and myself for wrecking the prototype after they had rebuilt it again.

My mistress was given an 'that a girl' for taking down the deranged tabby- eventually as Yama Kite put it.

Matt Tracker was thanked by the dictator and the knights before being judged and punished for violating curfew for the three nights he spent tracking the Cleanser. My mistress used her power and influence to have his punishment greatly reduced. He was sentenced to spending two days performing tricks at my mistress' command by a crack of a whip in a big top ring. A punishment my she beast gleefully enjoyed. "Revenge is a dish best served cold." I remember hearing her say.

As for the human hunter, it turned out Matt Tracker's outline for Morris 'aka 9 lives, aka the Cleanser' Hunter was spot on. He was a stray that had been abandoned by a abusive owner. He was purchased from a pet store by another abusive owner- who tortured and disfigured him. By the time he was turned into a beastial, he had a deep seated hatred of humans after never been shown affection or loved by one.

The High Evolutionary sentenced him to de-evolution. But also came close to strapping some inter-blast canisters to him as well.

And so with the help of her favorite pet and former acquaintance, my fierce ursine warrior took down a heinous threat to second class citizens of the empire. In doing so she closed out the case of the Cleanser. Well not exactly, we were only half right as I would find out a few weeks later.

To Be Continued....