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Jay was thrown to the celler floor. Aron lashed out at him in a rage.

"You better hope that car killed your son!" He yelled, "You don't want to know what I'll do to

him if he's still alive!"

Jay grinned.

"Fuck you."

"Listen you little shit!" Aron growled, "Your little bitch of a son might have escaped, but

you're still mine. Piss me off and you'll be begging me to put you out of your misery."

"You won't get away with this. When Charlie tells the cops about you-

"Shut up!" Aron screamed. He kicked at him. The fox yelled out and collapsed on his stomach.

Aron stepped back.

"I have to find a way out of this." He muttered to himself, "If the kid did survive getting

hit by the car then I'm fucked." He tried to think of a plan. He kept coming to the same

conclusion.

The fox must die.

Charlie limped through the dark hospital corridors, wearing his hospital robe.

He clutched a scalpel he had stolen in his hand. Anger and the thought of revenge drove him

on despite the pain he felt. He stopped when he heard voices approaching.

"I'm telling you, that wrist couldn't have been broken by the car. It's broken in the wrong

places, look at this..." The voices died down and Charlie continued down the corridor.

He reached the elevator and hit the button for the first floor. He rested against the elevator

wall and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain which he had just began to feel.

The reality of breaking his wrist and being hit by a car had just occured to him. The elevator

doors opened and he forced himself through.

"C'mon." He told himself, "You can do this. Think of dad." He gained a sudden burst of

strength at the thought of his father still being held captive by that sadistic bastard.

He reached the main hall and could see the door leading out. The only problem was the receptionist.

"Shit. How am I going to get past her?" Charlie muttered to himself.

As if on cue, a doctor approached her. The two spoke for a second and the receptionist shrugged

and left with him. Charlie rushed towards the door, scared of being caught leaving the hospital

with a scalpel in his hand.

The automatic doors opened and Charlie stepped onto the dark streets.

Now all that was left was to kill the sick bear who had kept him locked up for days.

"I need to relax a bit before I deal with that son of yours." Aron grinned, shoving his

throbbing cock into Jays ass.

"Y-you won't be able to find him!" Jay gasped in pain.

"I'll hunt him down." Aron growled, "There's only one hospital around here and I'll bet anything

that he's there. Now shut up and take it, bitch!"

The bear panted as he pumped his fat bear member into his captives hole.

"Beg." Aron commanded.

"N-no!" jay gasped.

"Do it!" Aron screamed, gripping the sides of the fox's ass, drawing blood.

"Ahh! Ok, I'll beg!" Jay screamed, "Please, master. Fuck me. Harder, please!"

Aron roared as he cliamxed inside of the fox. The fox felt the stronger bear fill his ass

with his warm seed and collapsed.

Aron pulled out of him.

"Now about-" There was a loud shattering noise from upstairs, "The fuck was that?"

Aron started to climb the stairs, stopped and turned to a second bound figure in the

corner.

"I'll deal with you later."

Aron tried the lights of his office. The shattering noise had come from in there, but the

lights wouldn't turn on.

"The hell is this?" Aron sighed. There was just enough light to see inside the room.

The bear was still naked. As he approached the centre of the room, he felt something

cut into his naked feet. He jumped back.

"Argh! What the-?!" He knelt down. He had cut himself on some broken glass. Looking up,

he realised that the lightbulb had shattered. He got up and looked around, confused. It took

him a second to suspect the worst.

"Hey, Kid?" He asked, "Charlie?" No answer, "Tch! What am I thinkin'? He got hit by a damn car!

There's no way he could've made it back here.

Charlie stood in one of the dark corners of Aron's office, watching the bear look around

for the intruder. The fox grinned, swapping his scalpel from one hand to the other. He had smashed

the lightbulb with a rock from outside. It was close to impossible for him to be seen in the dark

corners of the office.

"Hey, i-if anybody's out there, you better come out!" Aron yelled, the panic in his voice noticable.

He had his back to Charlie.

The fox stepped out of the darkness, gripping the scalpel. He hesitated, and then drove

the scalpel into the bear's unprotected back. He screamed in agony and fell to the floor.

"Look at me." Charlie said. Aron eyes snapped wide open in fear. He rolled on his back, as best

he could.

"Y-you..." Aron gasped, "Oh, fuck! H-how did you-"

"I couldn't just let you go after what you did to me, could I?" Charlie growled, he knelt down,

running the blade of the scalpel across the bears chest and down his stomach.

"I'll make sure you won't be able to hurt anybody like this again."

I took Aron a second to figure out what he meant.

"N-no!" He screamed, "Anything else! Please, I'll do anything!" Aron started to cry as Charlie

tapped his sheath with the scalpel.

"I don't want anything from you. I just want to hear you scream."

Aron screamed in pure agony as he plunged the blade into his sheath.

Charlie gripped the bears ballsack and cut him open. Aron coughed up blood, the pain stopping

him from begging for mercy.

The fox stood over him, grinning. Aron wondered why he didn't continue with the torture.

He looked down in horror at where his sheath and balls used to be.

"No!!" He cried, "You bastard!!" Aron wept.

"Look at me." Said Charlie, "You made me do this, you sick sadistic fuck." Aron looked up at

him.

"I'm... S-sorry." He cried, his eyes begging for mercy, "Please... Don't-"

"Shut up." Charlie knelt down, "You did this to yourself. I told you, you wouldn't get

away with the torture you put me through.

With that, he plunged the scalpel into Aron's chest. The bear froze up, his breath catching

in his throat. He shuddered as his life drained slowly out of him.

Charlie looked down at his former tormentor and smiled. The torture was over. Once he rescued

his father, everything could get back to normal.

Charlie descended the stairs to the celler. His father was lying unconscious on the

floor.

"Dad!" Charlie shook him, "Hey, Dad! Wake up!" Jay groaned and looked up.

"C-Charlie!" He gasped, "You came back?!"

"I came to save you. Come on."

He helped his father up. He stopped when he noticed the naked bound fox in the corner.

"Dwyn?" He asked, "Is that you?"

"Uh-huh." Dwyn said, "I came back to help you. Guess you didn't need it. Aron caught me and kept me here."

"Are you hurt?" Charlie asked, untying the ropes which bound him.

"No. You got here before he could do anything to me."

Dwyn stood up.

"What happened to Aron?" He asked.

"Aron?" He paused, "Dead. The fucker's dead." He clenched his fists.

"What?" Dwyn asked, "You killed him, didn't you?" Charlie nodded. Dwyn placed a hand on the

fox's shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. He deserved it."

Charlie helped his father climb the stairs. Dwyn looked through Aron's office door out of curiosity.

before they left. He shuddered.

"Fuck." He sighed.

The three of them stood on the street, free.

"So what happens now?" Dwyn asked.

"I have to head back to the hospital." Said Charlie, "It'll be suspicious if the doctors

find out I'm not there."

"We shouldn't tell anybody about this." Said Jay, "It would be too obvious who killed that bear if

we admit what he did to us."

They all agreed. Charlie sighed.

"So I guess it's over now, huh?"

"It'll take a shitload of therapy to get over this." Jay said. Charlie shrugged.

The three of them stood there. The sun started to rise, lighting up the faces of the three

foxes.

Charlie smiled as he realised that they were free at last.

The End