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The Styx Diner - Ignorance

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STORY CONTENTS: Death, Blood, Violence, Language, Magic, Nudity, Vaginal

COPYRIGHTS: This story and characters owned and © R.J. Nebeker

Rajah and Rajan Wolffang © Larry Gary

Faytt is © Mike Augustine

Mica © Monica Huffaker

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"So, these bullets of yours are going to make killing people a whole new game?" a shadowed voice asks through the darkness of the Video phone feed. Only a slight silhouette is seen thanks to a cigar burning a streamer of smoke from its tip.

"Y-Yeah, it's a Cryo-round, completely untraceable since it'll melt inside the body. As long as your people pick up the shell casings there won't be any ballistics evidence." A small wallaby returned to the shadow on the screen. His large ears flexing as he listens to the silence from the shadowy figure. Rust red fur covered his face and swept down his entire body, save for a white patch on his throat. Barely topping off at four feet and three inches, he was short compared to many of his own kind. He was sweating bullets himself, waiting quietly for a reply.

Suddenly, the shadow moved forward, or at least appeared too. "Excellent, Mr. Forest, how much per round?"

With a sighed breath, the ammunition specialist smiled. "It's not easy to craft these things. It'll take a week to forge a hundred rounds, so I'd say a hundred and fifty bucks a round."

Another long pause stilled the air before the deep voice growled out a little. "Agreed, I require five hundred rounds by the end of the month." The video feed then clicked out as the shadow hung up.

"Holy shit! Damn it Toby why didn't you go for three hundred per round? What an idiot I am." He sighed and turned to look over his creation. Held in a tube filled with Nitrogen gas, a single bullet of compressed Ice continuously rolled in the tube as it turned on a mobile table. "Ohh well, still a good price." Toby smiled, tapping the glass tube before standing up. "Time to get to work."

************* Two Months Later ****************

"Went with the old school one huh dear?" Allester asked his wife, looking over the woman carefully with his sharp green eyes.

Ninalia's short figure rested on a hot pink beach towel sprawled in the sand. Her dark fur glistened with the soft oil of her otter heritage in the bright sun beaming down on her. A pair of dark sun-glasses covered her face with small side-ways tear drop shaped lenses. White straps wrapped around the back of her neck and swept down over her large breasts, the chocolate brown fur pushed in to tight triangle shaped cups of a bikini top that hefted her healthy tits up in to pampering closeness of the fabric. Her long belly left exposed entirely before a set of white bikini panties waistbands slide up her wide hips at a sharp incline with the fabric of the panties crotch cupping low on her vulva, creating a deep valley of a camel toe.

She crossed her short, stubby little legs at the knees and rested the heel of her other foot on her long rudder tail. Wrapping her arms up under her head, she gave her husband a smile as she appraised his own muscular form in little more than a form fitting pair of speed-o bathing suit. Her smile grew all the more and showed off a bit of her fanged K9's as she tilted her sun glasses down and exposed her violet eyes. "Woo, we made a deal. You wear that, I wear that silly school girl outfit you love tonight." She winked, licking her lips some as she pushed her sunglasses back in to place and reached over to adjust the umbrella nearby so that her entire form was cloaked in shadow.

The ocean waves crashed behind him as he looked at his wife, chuckling some "Mmm, yes this is true. But you're uhh, not jealous?" he asked her. As if on cue, several young girls and their mother walked past. All of them stared at him, burning his backside with their gaze.

Once more, Nina's sunglasses dropped down to look at the passing girls, giving them a dirty stare before she looked at her husband. "Hmmph... Didn't think about that." She grumbled under her breath. She stood up in a fluid motion, several footballs and Frisbees flopped on the ground nearby, but she walked towards her husband and took his hands in her own and smiled. "I think it's time we got in to the water now." She smiled, leading him to the crashing surf.

They both knew what was about to happen, and only three minutes after they both sank in to the water, the sound of automatic gun fire rang out in the air, followed by screams. Allester surfaced while his wife swam further under the waves, her sleek figure moving like an arrow through air. The sight Allester saw was nothing new to him, five armed gun men opened fire in to the crowded beach. They were covered in black nylon outfits with no skin, fur, scale or feather showing off to the world.

Firing randomly in to the crowd, but in controlled bursts, five to six shots per pause to pick those shells up and toss them in to their pockets. The souls of those dropping down in to the sand, stood back up looking terrified and trying to run, however a tether of blue energy chained them to their bodies and confused them further until they saw him moving towards them. His tails blazed a violent blue and violet flame, but the civilians he passed by without a word, just a soft and caring smile. His target was a different one, near the beach entrance where the gunmen stood, a set of bodies lay crumpled with a number of bullet holes.

The family of meerkat's huddled together near their bodies, ignored by the gunmen firing over their corpses. "Hello, Stan Lei. Welcome to your afterlife, a life designed to comfort your despicable life style. Murder, Extortion, Womanizing, and Kidnapping; you'll fit in with the rest." Allester growled. A scythe eight feet tall rose from the sand slowly, hilt first. The pole was a vibrant violet color with a slight black sheen to it. When the head finally pulled free, Allester took hold of his scythe and swung it right-side up. The scythe's head swept out in a crescent moon shape, a vibrantly glowing red, orange and black alternating metal. It wasn't connected to the pole at all, hovering above the top of the spire with a glowing blue orb attaching to the head and the pole.

Lifting the scythe up, he swung it quickly through the eldest meerkat and watched his soul shred in to dissolution. He then looked at the three children and the two women and sighed. "Forgive me for the way you had to die, it is not my choice how fate runs its course, I am only the harvester." He sighed, turning the scythe so the back of the head revealed a flat battle axe shaped hammer surface. Lightly touching it to the ground around the family, he smiled "Be well." And the blue glowing orb on his scythe expanded suddenly, sucking up the souls in the area and taking them to Purgatory.

"So sentimental my love, but do you honestly think I enjoy making people murder others?" Ninalia asked, walking up behind her mate as she looked at the five gun men picking up the last of their shells and turning to run for their get-away car. "You want to take them too, don't you dear?" she asked.

Allester said nothing, but she knew her mate all too well. They'd been together for millennia and she knew full well he was upset. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, her breasts pressing hard to his back as she dragged her fingers over his smooth skinned chest. "Please say something Allester." She asked, kissing his backbone between his shoulder blades, as she couldn't reach any higher.

"It was their time, and at least it was quick." He finally said, his tails laying down on the beach sand, his ears folded to his head as he slowly reached back and held his wife's hips. "Despite being the one who controls all fate, you are cursed as I am. Though I must be the one to break the soul chains as my curse, you are unable to control your own fate - that is left for me to decide." He murmured, turning around in his mate's arms and leaning down to share a kiss with her, but dodging her lips as he dropped to his knees and buried his face in her shoulder.

Immediately her hands came up and cupped his head and back, pressing her forehead to his head between his ears as she let out a soft 'shhh' sound to him.

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"EZRA!" Toby called out over the crowded strip joints many patrons, his voice rising over the entire crowds heavy cat calls and hollers for a large black panthress stepping out on to a long T shaped stage from behind red curtains of crushed velvet. Toby was in love with the woman, he had been since he turned eighteen last year, but she never looked at him or cared unless he paid for a lap dance.

She stood proudly on long legs that extended her up to her full six feet in height. Midnight black fur shimmered in the multi-colored lighting of the stage light handlers. She wore white fishnet stockings that rose from her heels all the way up to her mid-thighs. White clasps held those stockings up thanks to a garter belt wrapped around her hips. A pair of red thong panties hugged her crotch tightly, almost painted on if she moved in the right ways. But of these bits of sexy clothing, she had a see-through ice blue mini skirt that hugged to her thighs and wide hips, dancing just an inch past the start of her stockings.

Her feet danced bare footed, since she had animal hind-paws, right up to a golden pole sticking down at the base of the stage lower T point. Her lanky, thinly muscled arms reached out and grasped the pole, swinging her around and over the front row elite before pulling herself in tight and crushing her sizeable C cups against the poles surface so that it pushed between her dark furred breasts and made them spill further out of her skin tight daisy duke style shirt, knotted at the center of her breasts in true southern fashion. Her eyes were a pale blue color, with a highlighting emerald eye shadow trimmed in gold eye liner. A few bits of glitter were plastered along her cheeks that looked like tiny stars on the midnight board of her fur.

Long black hair rushed from her scalp, hiding her tiny triangular ears before spilling down the back of her head and down to the center of her back, just two inches above her long three and a half foot tail. A small silver bell was attached to the tip of her tail and around her throat by tiny strings. They rang out as she shifted her weight, prancing with light feet along the stage surface, she swung a leg up along the pole her hands held, swinging her body upside down in a back flip and holding herself completely upside down by wrapping her legs around the pole. She faced the group of men hooting and screaming for her, offering bills from every direction.

Her clawed fingers teased away the knot on her front just enough to let her cleavage spill out. She heard Toby's voice quite clearly, he often paid well, she when her shirt was pulled free and her breasts jostled free; she slung her top out in to the audience directly at the short Wallaby. He reached to snatch it from the air, but a burly bear grabbed it and swirled it around over his head as he cheered. Ezra didn't mind, it was all part of her show and she never stopped her set without reason. Dropping to her hands, she let go of the pole with her legs, performing a mid-air splits that made her left and right leg spread as far down as possible, while she turned slowly with her hands.

Slowly, her legs scissored closed and she pushed off the ground with her arms, performing two flips curled in a small ball before landing on her feet with her skirt in her hands. At this point she slunk to the stage surface like a worm, but remained a hair above it by the tips of her fingers and toes, crawling forward towards the elite men of the front row. She crept like a stalker, inwardly sneering as the men reached out for feels of her ass and thighs as they shoved cash in to her thong, garter-belt and stockings. By the time she completed the half circle front end, she had her ass held high in the air, tail swaying side to side so that her bell sang out merrily as she crawled back behind the curtains, giving a final hip wiggle just before her ass went out of view.

The room went in to an uproar of screams and yells for an encore. Toby was the loudest though, standing on his feet on top of a chair, bouncing just a little bit. He waited around; she'd be out on the floor in a few minutes for her private dances. He had a surprise for her, waiting for the right moment; and once he saw her, he didn't care who stood in his way; he ploughed through them to get her attention first. "Ezra!" he smiled, barely tit level to the feline. "How are you baby, got time for a fan?" he asked her.

Ezra smiled at the young man, she was twice his age but he was always a sweet heart to her and didn't debase her like so many of the men she had to dance for. "Sure cutie, haven't seen you in a couple weeks, what have you been up to?" she asked him, placing her hands on his shoulders and turning him around. She leaned forward so that her pillowy soft tits smashed to his skull and she walked him to the curtained booth.

"Lil' bit of this and that baby. Had a lot of work and made some serious swag!" he laughed, sitting down in the booth as she drew the curtain back. His hands stroking over her curved and perfectly apple shaped ass. "Look how hot that butt is." He chuckles.

She laughed and gave his paws a swat. "Now now cutie; I'm old enough to be your mother." She smiled, leaning down and kissing his nose softly. She shifted her hips side to side and chuckled. "The usual honey bunny?" she said, using the pet name she gave him since his ears were larger than most of his kind and bordered rabbit ears.

"Only if ya promise to do it every day for the rest of our lives, as my wife." He said, holding out a box with a forty karat diamond ring in it.

Ezra's eyes focused hard on that ring, as her ears lurched forward at the sight. "Whoa honey bunny. Slow down there, like I said, I'm old enough to be your mother." She chuckled, but never took her eyes off the ring.

"So call me son, momma. Cuz I can take care of you for life." He winked. Showing her a bank receipt with his name on it, and the current worth he had. Over four million was in his account.

She gave a long pause before she smiled coyly. "Well then son, you need to take mommy home." She winked, slipping the ring on to her finger and sitting in his lap rather than dancing. She leaned in, kissing his muzzle firmly as her pink nose twitched and breathed in his smell. She had to chew back the smell of heavy musk from the other men outside leaking in from under the curtain to the booth. She wasn't a materialistic woman, but so far she'd been divorced twice because the guys were deadbeats and the last one screwed her credit so bad she barely afforded her apartment on her tips and pay check from stripping.

It would be nice to be provided for, and he was cute... even if he was only nineteen. He had smarts, money, looks, and he obviously loved her, all check marks in her book.

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Outside in the lounge, Mica twitched his tail behind him, he watched Ezra and Toby walk in to the booth and the curtain close. His eyes following the motions of several people for a time and then lifted his glass of water to his lips and sipped down a little bit.

"So what is this joint? Why are the girls topless? WOW! She's got huge boo~bs!" a small voice cried out, pointing from a chair beside him. "Why does it smell funky in here? Like a gym locker room? Ohh and there's also that weird burning smell in the air." the voice rambled on beside Mica.

Mica's ears folded back, burning hot as he listened to the small fox babble on about random things. It was a good thing no one could see or hear Faytt, but ohhh how Mica wished he could tune the child out. But it was his job to tend to the lost soul, they were tethered together until Faytt could enter purgatory and meet Rhio the guardian. Until that day, however, Mica amused himself by throwing a rubber ball out in to the middle of the room.

Immediately that tiny voice shut up and the table jerked violently as the streak of white and red fur bolted from the chair and slammed in to a few men carrying drinks to tables, to their falling forms, it would look as if they had tripped on their own shoes as Faytt blazed a trail to the ball, slamming his head in to the stage. As he looked up, he got a grand view of a heavy set Elephant woman's hairy cunt trapped in a pair of white thong panties... or chewing on the fabric as her labia lips and bush hung from the sides like a mouth around dental floss.

"Ewwww..." Faytt sounded out and ran back to Mica, huddling under the table and rolling the ball around on the ground. His large ears turned as the doors to the bar swung open. Gun fire rang out in the air, and men toppled to the ground as women scattered behind the stairs. The elephant woman fell flat on her trunk on stage as she fled, taking a few shots in her large flanks before she got to safety. Faytt just sat and watched, chewing on his rubber ball with drool dribbling off his jaws around the orb.

Mica just shook his head as he felt a few of the bullets literally whiz through his body and in to someone else. It wasn't until one bullet shattered his glass of water that he got fed up. Over stepping his bounds, he grabbed Faytt and slung the kit at the gun men, beaming one square in the head. Mica quickly regretted his action as the falling gunmen continued to fire, and pelted his partner full of holes. Ninalia was going to go ape shit over this...

************ 2 hours later ***********

As police pulled up, a car sped away with the downed gunmen thrown in to the back of the car, along with the guns. Mica stood just inside the door step, looking left and right for some crazy short otter to come rip his throat out, but none ever showed. For the most part, Mica watched the cops take the stories of several people from inside and outside the strip joint. Every story was the same except one, the large Elephant woman was sitting on her knees and elbows with her rear in the air as two horses tried to theft her bulk on to the ambulance back end. She was ranting about how two demon's spat fire in to her butt after raping her several times over... it was clear she had gone in to shock from the ordeal.

Mica watched as Faytt darted around cops legs, played with a few of their gun holsters, and shocked half the crowd when one gun fell from its casing and fired when it hit the ground. Luckily no one was hurt, but the officer would face the repercussions of the fired round in a crowded zone, even if it wasn't his fault. "Faytt, get your scrawny ass over here before I use you for a football again!" Mica barked.

Faytt quickly ran over after hearing the threat, the last time Mica made it, he kicked the poor fox a good forty-seven yards and tumbled ten more on the ground. As he got beside Mica, he shuddered while Toby and Ezra were escorted from the room and walked right through him. "Why's she so important?" Faytt asked while he watched the feline and wallaby herded towards their vehicles.

"Don't know. But Nina and Allester said they were important, so we're to watch them and usher them to the Diner if needed." He responded, taking the fox by one ear and walking him to follow the car. This time, however, they became corporeal and loaded themselves in to an old Verician '57 and followed Toby and Ezra back to Ezra's small apartment.

The loving couple spent three hours cleaning up Ezra's things and loading them in to the pickup truck Toby drove, her things weren't many in size or shape but there was much to load in, personal things of Ezra's including a Hope chest carved from some special wood that shimmered in moonlight and shone brightly in the sunlight. It held Mica's interest to see such an item in a stripper's horde, but it was there none the less and when Toby drove off with Ezra to his new home, they followed.

Driving at lower speeds due to the load in his truck, it took Toby about two hours to get back to his place. It was a classy six bedroom, four bathroom house in the upper section of town. Behind a triple gated community. The front lawn sprawled out behind a stone wall with gold gates weaved like ivy along posts. Toby drive through the gates, but Mica hung back a few paces. They had to ditch their real bodies and the car outside of this community, but it made traversing the grounds much easier. After a small jaunt up to the house, Mica and Faytt just phased through the wall, of course what they walked in on, wasn't what they expected.

There in the bed, Toby's ass cheeks were pumping up and down, or at least just starting too. Mica's cheeks turned bright red and his ears lifted high on his head seeing this. Faytt on the other hand, walked closer to the edge of the bed to see the wallaby's stiff pink dick gliding effortlessly through the feline's dark lipped pussy mound. The males balls weren't dangling between his legs like Faytt's did, but instead those orbs were up above his sheath and spire. "F-" Mica started to pull him back, but got a slight snerking fit of laughter as she heard Toby drive in hard and moan as he came. "That was fast." Mica murmured.

Much to Ezra's displeasure, her man just nutted in under three minutes. But her hands stroked his back even as he spoke "I'm... I'm really sorry I uhh... well I've..."

"Never done it before?" Ezra asked, a sweet smile on her lips as one of her hands came up to brush his cheek. "Was that your first time baby?"

Toby nodded his head, burying his face in to her large bosoms as he huffed and panted for breath. But Ezra just smiled, she'd never been with a virgin before, and she certainly never felt a man cum inside her before, so it was an awkward feeling to have let him do that. She rolled over, pushing him on to his back and smiled sweetly. "You just let Mommy take care of her little boy, we'll turn you in to sex god for her." She smiled, leaning in to kiss his lips.

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In the morning, Ezra's tail swayed happily over her ass cheeks as she lay sprawled across the bed with a silly grin on her lips and cream leaking out of her folds. She was watching Toby's round bubble butt wiggling side to side as he grilled some eggs and waffles on a small stove set in to the wall in their bedroom. She taught him all he needed to know about being a lover for her at the least, and how to hold up his stamina in bed. She watched his ass wiggle; unaware of Mica sprawled on the couch with a hand down his pants and one under his shirt. Faytt was snoring away on the ground under Mica's perch, but Mica ignored it in favor of the show that had ended only a few minutes before hand.

With a sigh, seeing no new show coming about, Mica's hand withdrew from the pants and brought to his lips to lick each finger clean. At just that same time, an explosion rang out in the air from the front door. Faytt and Mica both jumped with frizzed out tails and fur, but Ezra screamed as she shot out of bed and hid behind a startled Toby. "What the hell?" they both asked in unison, as they heard men screaming to find the boy wallaby.

"Toby, baby, what's going on?" Ezra whined in to his ear, trying to hug him from behind, but she had a few inches on him and had to lean down and press her breasts to his back.

"I dunno, but uhh. We need to hide." He responded turning and opening a closet door. He tried to push her in, but she wasn't coming out from behind him. Instead, she held him tightly until three men barged in to the room.

"I'm sorry baby... but they have my daughter." She sniffed and let go of him just as one man grabbed her shoulder and shoved her back.

Toby went forward and tumbled through the closet, but instead of falling in to a solid wall, he tumbled out nakedly in to the middle of a wooden floor with tables on either side of him. Landing on his back, cock and balls dangling between his legs, Toby stared up the dress skirts of some woman. A fiery red bush stuffed in to transparent thong panties. Both of his hands covered his face quickly and he heard a voice call down to him. "Aww how sweet and gentlemanly." The woman's voice commented as she carefully stepped away from him.

As she turned, he saw the most beautiful otter he'd ever seen. Her face was painted up in make-up as if she were going to a Halloween costume party or Masquerade. She wore a deep crimson bodice and dress bell trimmed in ice blue lace. Her large breasts stuffed and packed so tightly in her bodice that half of them pushed from the top completely. Her tail swung behind her painted in blues and green's from tip to base and up her exposed backside. On her face the makeup changed to blues and whites to give her a Blue jay like appearance. A billowing hat with a huge foot long brim rested on her head with three white feathers stuffed in to the bill.

With transparent gloves on her paws that reached her elbows, she grabbed her dress and curtsied, a set of transparent stockings ran up her legs from her tiny feet before disappearing under her dress again. "Ninalia Darkflame, at your service young Master Toby." She giggled. "What's your dinning pleasure this evening?" she asked, suddenly scooping up a silver platter full of different breakfast items.

"Wh... where? Who? How...What?" he stammered out. Looking around he spotted two wolves behind a central bar that was made entirely from wood. Behind them a bunch of bottles filled with liquors rested in a wood cabinet. They tilted their heads to look at him, twins, and both were dressed in archaic outfits like the otter.

"That's really good questions, but you forgot When, and Why." One wolf spoke, smiling as he rested his elbows on the counter top. The other wolf asked him simply "Care for a Drink Toby?"

"How do you people know my fucking name?!" Toby finally blurted out. But immediately his muzzle was smacked rudely and roughly by a hand. "OWW! Mothermunker" he muffled out while holding his muzzle.

A man now stood in front of him, a tall human at first glance, but the nine tails that fanned out behind him said differently. "A gentlemen does not cuss in front of a lady. ESPECIALLY not MY lady." The man exclaimed as his gloved hand reached out for the otters. The man stood two feet over her, yet they danced easily back from him as the man spoke again. "To answer your Question, I am Death. This, is Fate." He motioned to the otter as they waltzed around the wooden floor.

Toby watched them, noticing the area seemed mundane and archaic like they had gone back to the dark ages. But then those words hit him hard, Death and Fate. Toby's eyes went wide "Ohmigod... I'm dead." He curled his legs and feet to his chest, his tail between them and his hands grabbed his head with his arms across his face. A worried look was written on his muzzle and eyes. "How... why? What did I do to deserve death? Fucking a woman twice my age?" he barked out.

"You're not dead Toby, Not yet at least." The man said firmly. He then followed up with another statement "You will be in ten minutes, your time. Though here, time slows to a near standstill by the grace of my lovely wife here." The man leaned in and delivered a kiss to the otter's muzzle, one that touched each other's souls.

When they broke the kiss, Ninalia smiled and turned her head to him. "While you are here, you can reevaluate your life, and the lives of those you took through your... special bullet. Who knows, my husband's hand may even be stayed if you can think correctly."

Toby's mind boggled for a moment as he took this information in. He stood up and paced a few times, swift foot falls but soon his pacing stopped and he turned to look over a set of wood tables, out a set of windows with no glass. There in the window, he saw his sweet Ezra with a gun in her muzzle, tears streaking her cheeks, but it was as if they were in freeze frame. Her hands were on the wrist of her masked assailant, trying to free herself, but in the background on the couch were two complete strangers standing up as if to rush to assist Ezra.

"What IS all this?" Toby screamed, yanking on his ears and pulling them down as tears fell down his cheeks. "I just wanted to be set for life, to marry the woman I loved, and then she betrays me and says she has a kid?!" he screamed again, but fell silent when two small hands stroked up and down his back.

"Shhh, Toby. For now, you should focus on a way to fix this. What did you do wrong in life that could have caused all of this?" Ninalia paused as she hugged the young man from behind, her breasts smashing against his back.

Standing still, Toby whined out loud. "I made those bullets because I thought... that... uhh fuck why did I make those damn things? Why?" he cried. "I just wanted Ezra to love me..." he sniffled. Even as Nina let go of him, she pranced away as if dancing.

"To find your way, is to find a new road. One road you pay, another road you do not. It's your choice to Live or Die." The two wolves said by speaking back and forth between each other. "Chose a door, pick your life, either or, you'll be reborn." They finished, but motioned to the double doors that appeared to be the entrance to the small diner.

Looking at the doors, Toby blinked a few times and walked up to them. The left side read 'fate' the other side read 'fated'. One hand pressed to fate, but then he stopped and lifted his ears. "Do I have to choose between these two? Can't I choose a different path than these ones?"

Ninalia's eyes lit up as she clasped her hands in her husband's and leaned in to him. "I told you he would be smart enough." She smiled up at him. She then turned and grinned at Toby "You can't change the lives that were taken because of your special ammunition, however you can save lives and your own in another way. How you do that, is your choosing." She smiled, walked over to him, and pushed him through the door marked 'Fate'.

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Toby woke up with a start, gasping for breath. He looked around himself, looking for Ezra or those men. But all he saw was his old rundown apartment building. He frowned, had it all been a dream? He looked over to his work desk and felt a lump form in his throat, a briefcase and its mate stood there, the payment he got from the mob. His eyes darted around the room and he fumbled for his phone. Quickly dialing 911 on the phone, he waited until the line picked up. "9-1-1 what's your emergency?" a voice asked.

"I want to report a shooting, on the beach a mob hit is planned to look like a random shooting. Please, you have to get down to the Kusarin beach. Please, I'll testify and anything you need me to, but please hurry!" he babbled out to the woman on the other line.

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Ezra stood outside of the police station, kissing a small nine year old girl's face wildly. She then hugged the young girl tightly and wept "Who reported this? Please tell me." She asked the police officer who stood with her.

The lioness smiled and motioned over to a wallaby being walked with cuffs behind his wrists. "He did. Apparently he was made to craft some serious ammo for the mob, they tried performing a hit but he reported it. When we picked him up for conspiracy, he told us the mob had kidnapped a little girl as well. But miss... she's-"

"Not my daughter biologically, I know but she's all I have left of my sister." Ezra stated. Looking over to the Wallaby again, she noticed his face and her eyes went wide. "TOBY!" she squawked out, running towards him. Both officers holding him stopped her.

"Ma'am, please you can't talk to him." One stated.

"I know him; he's always at the joint. He is my friend." Ezra retorted.

Two wolves in uniform marched up behind the officers and handed a file over to one policeman. "We have orders to take this young man, woman and her child in to our custody sir. All of the paper work is here." The larger white wolf said.

The cop looked over the file for a few moments, and then offered them to his partner. "It's all in order." He said, uncuffing Toby.

The officers left, and Ezra grabbed Toby's hands and kissed them both before she grabbed him and kissed him firmly on the lips. Five minutes passed before the two wolves decided to break them apart. "Now, Mr. and Mrs. Forest we need to take you in to protective custody right away."

"Oh but I'm-" Ezra started, but she felt a ring slipped on to her left ring finger and looked at Toby as he winked at her with a smile. She felt weak in the knees, but kept her lips sealed as her other hand was filled with her daughter's fingers.

"You're what, ma'am?" the smaller wolf asked.

Ezra's ears perked and she turned her head startled for a moment. "What? Ohh! Sorry, I'm just not used to using that last name yet." She blushed "The wedding was such a short time ago." She smiled.

The wolves opened up the file once more and searched a few papers "Two months of marriage?" one asked.

Nodding her head, Ezra blushed "Well I've been going by Maybell for my entire life. It's a change to be called Forest now." She smiled.

"Well ma'am. I'm afraid we'll have to change your name again. We're taking you in to our Top secret witsec. You'll be on a Military instillation from now on under new identities and your husband will be designing things for us as payment for us stepping in."

"Not a problem sir. Any chance we can pick our own names?" Toby asked.

The white wolf smiled "Of course. Names you can adjust to are far easier; we're not the common police witsec that has to do everything by the books."

Toby smiled brightly "Wonderful. Ezra has always wanted the name Aurora Liune." He smiled "I'll be Edward Liune." He said and looked over to the little kitten hanging on to Ezra's hand. "What do you want sweet heart?" he asked with a smile.

The girl looked up to Ezra, whom smiled down at her, "I want Tabitha!" she giggled out softly.

~~ The End

~ Allester E. Darkflame