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Growvember

November 16th

I wasn't any better the next day. Nor was I any smaller. In fact, I had taken a huge leap in size. I was expecting to break 400 feet, not blow past it and be half way to 500. Ronald seemed to already be there, while Chris and Shawn stayed close to me. This time, Jeff had finally stopped growing. He was a bit disappointed, I guess because he wanted to see try some more things with a smaller girlfriend.

I could care less.

I was too restless sitting about. I had to do something. Go somewhere. Just not be here. So have Shawn's little talk, I started to head off.

"Where are you going?" The roo asked.

"Out. Lets face it, the government can't really contain us anymore. We're too big. So I'm going to explore." I glared back.

"That's not a good idea bud. You could hurt someone." He started to walk towards me.

"Don't. Stop calling me bud. I'm not your 'bud'." I growled under my breath.

"Bryant, I know you're still hurting from the breakup, but you need to calm down and think about it." Chris did look pretty worried, but I still couldn't find a reason to care. I looked towards Nicolas, but he looked away. Course, he knew what I was going, and I was actually looking towards something that could break me out of this funk. But he said nothing.

"I'm going." I turned on my heel, stomping off.

"Wait just a sec-" Shawn started to come after me, but Nicolas put a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head.

"Let him go, he needs this." He rumbled. It was like hearing that blessing gave me more strength to move forward, everyone else standing there in stunned silence.

I didn't really know where I was going. I was watching my feet, making sure to watch out for any buildings or homes I could see. I couldn't promise I avoided them all though. Things were just...so small now. Even being in a foul temper, I still stopped to crouch down and just look at everything. It was just...different. I couldn't get over that I was looking down at a building, something I use to live in. I wanted to just test putting my finger through the roof, but I still knew better. It was already going to be bad enough the foot paw craters I was leaving around just by walking.

Standing back up, I finally started to recognize where I was going. I guess being at a different size, I wasn't prepared for how fast the travel was, nor recognizing the area from a different view. I was heading back to Hanlover.

I wondered what it was going to look like. Most likely trashed and completely destroyed was my first guess. And once I saw the city come into view, I wasn't that far off.

Just entering the suburbs I could see homes smashed in, debris scattered everywhere. Crunched cars, which too me looked like small bits of tin foil littering the ground. If there were any red stains on the ground, I couldn't make them out.

I started to make my way into the city, trying to stay low and hide behind any of the remaining larger buildings. I was surprised there were still so many. By the looks of it, the rogue macros didn't stay here long to outgrow and crush the city. They probably conquered what they could, took anyone to add to their group, and moved on.

Which made me realize where I needed to go next. I had to go to the old camp site, though I felt a put growing in my stomach what I was going to find.

It was all a wreck. Any tanks that were there were torn apart, any sort of defense was completely destroyed. And somehow, I knew if I looked close enough, I would find crushed soldiers. But that isn't what made me sick to my stomach. It was the corpses.

Other dead macros laid across the ground, their "small" bodies twisted in horrible positions from being strangled, or ripped open by claws and teeth. The stench wasn't bad, yet, since it had only been a few days. But I wanted to throw up.

It made me think back to then, when I was that small. These furs were smaller than Mary, so I had to get a bit close to recognize them. Just about a week ago these furs were alive, and just wanting to normal again, though I figured there were some from the rogues in here too. I even found the elk that had helped me before with the weasel. Nicolas's old boyfriend. His throat was ripped out, the look of horror carved onto his face. Both his antlers I had been intimidated at one time were broken off, probably taken as a trophy by his killer.

Now I was becoming a mix of emotions. I felt horrible leaving these furs behind, and not staying back to fight, all to save an ungrateful girlfriend and her family.

I stood back up. There was no point in staying to look at the dead. I had made my choice back then, and I had to live with it. That's when I heard a voice growl from deep within the city center. A survivor? Or worse...

I crouched down, trying to stay as low as I could for my size and moved slowly, barely staying behind some of the remaining skyscrapers. There, on some makeshift throne, was the skunk I had slammed my fist into on our day of escape. How did I know? His jaw was crooked as he closed his mouth.

"Really? This is all you brought me? Pathetic! I said to find the greatest riches! Not trash!" He looked at a pile of what I could tell was stolen jewelry and items of some value. He was using some metal rod with the old New Years ball on top of it, and some makeshift crown on his head.

"We are sorry my lord, but the city is mostly barren now. This is all the tinies could find." A smaller otter macro spoke, barely up to the skunk's knee. The skunk wasn't that big though either. He must've stopped growing just a few days ago, as I had a full three heads of height on him by what I could tell.

"Then they just aren't looking hard enough, are they?" The skunk sneered, some drool leaking from his jaw. That's when I finally looked down, seeing the survivors of the city all gathered before the skunk. I couldn't be too sure, but they seemed to be face down on their knees, bowing.

Around them were macros of different sizes. Some knee high to the skunk, others maybe half way up.

"Bring forward the Punish Group!" The skunk barked. Immediately some of the smaller macros began to force a group of the citizens up and forward, towards the skunk. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rising, I wasn't liking this.

"You know the rules specks! You fail to please your lord and God, then you witness your loved ones being crushed!" He sneered across the group, the people barely lifting their heads to see. I knew this wasn't the first time it happened.

One of the macros pushed a normal fur forward. I couldn't see what they were, but I could still see they were shaking, probably sobbing. My mind began to race. I didn't know what I should do. Sure, I was bigger than all of them here, but they still outnumbered me, I couldn't take them all on, could I? Not to mention the citizens being in the center.

"For your failure of pleasing your god, you shall be crushed. Your final moments won't be wasted though, as your death will teach others to not fail again." He leered, that sick smile on his face as he loomed just his big toe over the helpless fur.

My blood began to boil. I was shaking, causing some of the buildings before me to rumble. I couldn't control myself. I knew I shouldn't, but I should. They were innocent. They didn't deserve this!

Just as he lowered his toe, I stood up.

"Leave them alone you bastard!" I screamed, going around the crown and leaping at the skunk. He was stunned, they all were seeing a titanic bunny, larger than their "god" crashing forward and grabbing the skunk, moving him away from stepping on the fur, slamming him into the ground.

"What the hel-?" I didn't give him a chance to finish as I began to beat the every living shit out of him. He struggled to cover his face and push me off, screaming for help. The other macros seemed to snap out of their stupor and jumped on top of me. Despite being knee high to me, it was still painful to feel their teeth and claws sinking into my fur, trying to tear me open.

I was able to grab a few and fling them off, standing as I twisted and turned, some hanging on still despite my swipes. This gave the skunk time to get up, grabbing his staff and swinging it like a bat, slamming into my gut. I felt the wind go out of me and fell to knee, shakily trying to get back up.

"Its you! The damn bunny who broke my jaw!" He swung again, hitting me across the side of my face. I cried out in pain, feeling a tiger sink their teeth into the back of my neck. I reached back and grabbed him, with both hands, trying to pry him off. That left me wide open though, and the skunk cracked that metal right into my face. I fell backwards, the tiger letting go, trying to get away, but they weren't fast enough. As I landed back, I felt a sickening crunch behind me.

Groaning, I rolled to the side, feeling and seeing blood dripping on the ground from my face.

"I don't know why you came back here, but I've been waiting a long time for my revenge..." He laughed, bringing the metal rod up to drive it through my form. But before he could, I kicked out my foot, my large paw causing him to lose his balance. I jumped back up, gripping him around the neck and held him as hard as I could, even as the other macros jumped on me.

"Let me go-! You-Bastard!" he choked out, clawing at my forearms.

"Go to hell." I growled down, gripping his head as hard as I could, squeezing and giving a quick twist. Immediately I head the snapping of bone, and his body went limp.

Seeing their ruler dead, the remaining macros dropped off of me and began to flee, running in multiple directions. I panted and fell to a knee, holding myself up with both hands as well. I was bleeding all over from all the attacks, especially my nose. I rubbed it with my arm and sniffed, trying to clean myself up a bit. Then I turned to where the crowd was, which there was none. Apparently they broke and fled once the fighting began. I looked at the two dead bodies of the skunk and tiger, and grabbed them, throwing them outside the city. Then I came back, and kept my voice loud, but hopefully low enough the normals could hear me.

"Listen up. I can take you to a city where they can take care of you. Either come out now, or stay. But whatever happens to you after this is none of my concern." I offered and waited. No one came out at first, but soon enough the crowd start to reform. I held out both my paws, letting them climb up and get on. It felt like a bunch of ants getting into my palms.

Telling them to hold on, I careful made my way back to the others. Upon getting there, the only other giant I saw right away was Chris. He was shocked to see my condition and started to run towards me, but I shook my head and nodded towards my palms. Dropping them off at the edge of the city.

"Holy shit. Bryant, what did you-"

I didn't let him finish and instead grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him forward, kissing deeply. He went completely wide eyed in surprise. I didn't care. I wasn't gay, and I figured he wasn't either, but I needed this, and I didn't care.

"Bryant wha-"

"Shut up. You wanted to live out one of your fantasies? Then lets go fuck inside a city." I grinned.