{"sf1_id":1274814,"sf2_id":"V1Y0ggxn","title":"Alcatraz-Prologue","author":"Djynnerate","words":1070,"posted_at":"2017-12-12T04:09:00.000Z","tags":["Insert tag here","Prologue"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1274814-alcatraz-prologue","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1Y0ggxn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/7f/4e/7f4e74a3-2dbb-4eb1-8798-15393f7a1f60","description":"#3 of Alcatraz\n\nI ended up writing a prologue and then losing it a while back.\nDecided finally to rewrite it when I was writing chapter 21.\nAlso sorry about chapter 21's wait, lotta things been happening.\nBefore we start take note this prologue takes place.. in the future :O\nmaybe I should have called it something other than prologue then idk\nenjoy","content":"His eyes fluttered open again, days on end being tortured finally weighing in on his hardened nerves.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis hands strapped to a steel table, body strapped to a steel chair, even with his fur and body heat it never got warmer.\u0026nbsp;\n\nUnless they made it red hot.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe sound of a door opening, the darkness was lifted and a light came on.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"It's been almost a month, Tai. We'll let you go, I just want you to answer my questions.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe emaciated corpse sitting at the table didn't acknowledge anything.\u0026nbsp;\n\nA sigh.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I don't want to do this any more than you do. And frankly, I've tried everything. I'm going to be honest with you. I have no idea anymore.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThat voice leaned into the light, attaching a body to it.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTiger female.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis mind ripped to shreds, all he could tell was sex and species.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"So I consulted a few of my... friends. And they offered me an easy solution.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nA photograph.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThat was the word for it...?\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe'd forgotten.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe didn't even know if this was Arabic or Euro Common he was hearing.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith all the strength he could amass the cat lifted his head, dried blood and new blood turning his once white fur ragged and red.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What's... On the photograph...?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a frown, the tigress tilted it slightly.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You can't see it?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nA blank stare.\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe should have known better, it took him a full minute to register some things.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Amira must have broke you for good... But it's your friend. The masked one. With a gun to her head.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nA short buzzing noise.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe tigress looked around- the lights were too efficient for such but she realized it came from the cat.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis mouth was open, blood dripping slightly out of it.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThis was the after shot.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You want to see another one of her without the mask?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe gave no response, she expected as such.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTaking another picture from her briefcase, she set it on the first one.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWatching the cat's eyes slowly move down, he blinked slowly.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"There's your proof. Answer or she dies.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt was another thirty seconds before he tore his eyes from the picture.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"...She's not afraid to die.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe cat's eyes drifted back down.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I... I forgot her name...\"\n\nShe saw tears begin to well up, what could fall began to stream down his face.\u0026nbsp;\n\nJust another liquid that was supposed to stay on the inside.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Garcia...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"He's not coming for you this time.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"N-No...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe tigress began to grow impatient.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"We have your whole gang in rooms just like these, we can kill them at a moment's notice. Now answer me! What happened on October 17th, 2140?!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I-I don't know!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yes the fuck you do! I'll scrape it out of your skull if I have to!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Stop.. Please...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What was Project Alcatraz?! Why were you involved?!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I-I wasn't there! I wasn't even born\"-\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe slap to his face was like iron driven into his core, shattered body caving in.\u0026nbsp;\n\nA cry of anguish.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You've woken up, I see...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis eyes lit up and she raised the gun but it was too late.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe world began to slow down, klaxon's light flooding through the tocsin, blare replaced by a low buzz, the same she had heard earlier.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe tigress watched in horror as a shape materialized in front of the table.\u0026nbsp;\n\nUnaffected by the detour in time, the coyote gave her a glare and then the lights flickered.\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe fell to her knees, gagging and coughing...\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd when she looked up...\u0026nbsp;\n\nTai was gone.\u0026nbsp;\n\n///\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Kid. If you're dead I'm going to be real pissed, I went thought a lot to bust you out...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nGiving a groan as he had many times before, an ache racked his entire body.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I... I don't think I can move...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe cat opened his eyes again.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Where are we?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"The old compound... You remember, right?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nStaring into the coyote's eyes, a shake of the head no.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You remember me? Garcia?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnother no.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Amira fucked you up real bad...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe gave a sigh.\u0026nbsp;\n\nGarcia...\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt sounded familiar. That's what the tigress said.\u0026nbsp;\n\n...\u0026nbsp;\n\nWhat tigress?\u0026nbsp;\n\nAll he remembered...\u0026nbsp;\n\nKaige.\u0026nbsp;\n\nYes, Kaige. The memories flooded back, painful and emotional and intimate...\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe gave a sharp intake, cold of the compound battered away only with a fire and a blanket.\u0026nbsp;\n\nGarcia... Whoever it was, the coyote, was pacing a few feet away, trying to get something from his bag leaning on the wall.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I found one of these, you were asking for one? Not that it matters much now, I guess...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe held up a black rectangular object, about the size of a brick, but metallic with some sort of logo on it.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThree green triangles, stacked atop each other.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"It was laying around in storage. Dunno if it still works but give it a shot.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe nonchalantly tossed it but realized too late.\u0026nbsp;\n\nUnable to raise his hands, it hit Tai in the stomach, eliciting a grunt.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Sorry.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"...What is it?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Recording device. You were trying to send that girl a message? Karley?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Kaige... I remember her...\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Women are too complex, you shouldn't bother.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"...You live in an abandoned compound in Antartica.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Fuck you too, kid.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nStaring at the three triangles, it reminded him of another girl.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTrojan...\u0026nbsp;\n\nWrenching the thought from his already damaged mind, he remembered what he wanted to do.\u0026nbsp;\n\nMaybe it would help with his apparent amnesia.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'm going to start recording now, so be quiet.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nAn intake as Garcia was about to speak, but thought better of it.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Oh- and Clark?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ah, see? Remembering stuff already. Now call me Garcia, dipshit.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yeah... Thanks for coming back for me.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"...I mean, you spoke to him. You're too valuable now.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe cat smiled to himself.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Alright. I'm going to start at Gibraltar, we're going to get to... Maybe Thailand in this first recording. Actually, maybe just before Thailand, that's a long time.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe took a breath.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"...But I want to go ahead and tell you, if you show this to the GRA or Jinn or whoever you're working for these days... They'll kill you for knowing too much.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnother breath as Garcia watched with mild interest.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Janus disease, Project Alcatraz, faked Jinn attacks, espionage, murder... I mean, now it's a cup of tea, but... I can't say Gibraltar doesn't still haunt me. We'll start there.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n///\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Alcatraz","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1264784-alcatraz-ch-xx-trenches.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1275412-alcatraz-ch-xxi-kallisti-pt-i.json"}}