# Boomers Chapter 1 {WIP Rough Draft}

Author: Xanhawk
Tags: Fighting, Goat, Liger, Wolvion

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"Mommy!"

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"Daddy!"

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"Someone?&nbsp; Please help."&nbsp; A young cub sat in the middle of a raging inferno as his house collapsed around him.&nbsp; The heat and smoke hurt his eyes and his nose.&nbsp; All around was a fiery hell.&nbsp; Scared and confused the male cub curled up on the floor.&nbsp; His cries were drowned out by the roar of the flames.

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"..."

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The boy's ears perked up.

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"he..."

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A voice sounded from somewhere in the inferno.

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"Xander!&nbsp; Hey you in there?"

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The cub rose his head and looked around.&nbsp; He tried to call out for the voice but choked on smoke instead.&nbsp; He whimpered to himself.&nbsp; All kinds of thoughts ran through his head.&nbsp; Was he going to die?&nbsp; Where were his parents?&nbsp; What happened to his sister?&nbsp; Why was this happening to him?

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He heard a cracking sound and quickly looked up in time to see the support beam above gave way and came crashing down.

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Xander bolted upright, sweat causing his fur to stick to his body.&nbsp; He threw the covers off his body, rolled off the bed and started to vomit on the floor just as his roommate entered his room.

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"Ah geez, great.&nbsp; Thanks Xander, that is what I wanted to see right after eating breakfast."

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The hybrid looked over his shoulder and growled at the goat.&nbsp; "Good morning to you too Montague.

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Montague frowned.&nbsp; "Dude, fuck you! Ya know I hate that name.&nbsp; Call me Morg or I'll give ya another black eye."

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Xander knew how much the Goat hated his real name.&nbsp; Montague Morgan Mortis.&nbsp; Morg was his assumed name that he preferred everyone to call him.&nbsp; Though the two act rough with each other, they are the closest friends either has, and both share the same scarred past.

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"So it was the nightmare again?"&nbsp; Morg had made his way over to Xander's side and started to help him to his feet.&nbsp; The one where your house was on fire?

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"Ya."

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"Dude go see a fucking shrink."

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"No."

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"Why the fuck not?"&nbsp; Morg had placed Xander back on the bed and got a good look at his face.&nbsp; They both knew Xander wasn't going to say anything about that incident to anyone other than himself and Xander's sister Clarissa.&nbsp; The three were the only survivors from their entire neighborhood after the meteor storm nine years ago.&nbsp; For the last four days, Xander has had to relive the nightmare.&nbsp; Morg had the same nightmares, but his weren't as bad as Xanders.&nbsp; It was a miracle that the three were even still alive.

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"Well what ever dude.&nbsp; Get dressed.&nbsp; You sister will be here to pick you up for your classes in 30 mins."

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Xander didn't even look at Morg until he was halfway out the door.&nbsp; "Do you think it's a sign?&nbsp; All three of us suddenly reliving the past?&nbsp; This isn't normal even for trauma cases."

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"Shut up.&nbsp; Get ready for class."&nbsp; Morg slammed the door behind him as he left.

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Both of them sighed.&nbsp; They both felt uneasy.&nbsp; Rumors were going around, not just the city that they lived in, but all around the world.&nbsp; There were other survivors to the meteor storm that hit the planet besides them.&nbsp; These rumors said that the other survivors had become freaks of nature.&nbsp; Able to wield "powers" and were terrorizing the areas after they discovered what they could do.&nbsp; Normal police couldn't do anything against them. Not even the government stood much of a chance against some of the "Boomers" as they were being called now.&nbsp; Not until a group of Boomers sold themselves to the government to catch and sometimes kill other boomers.

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Xander shook the thoughts from his head and started to get ready for another normal day of college.&nbsp; All three went to Trinity Marks College.&nbsp; It was a local university and easy for the three to get to.&nbsp; Was the best choice for them to make.&nbsp; Clarissa was now a Senior, Morg a Sophomore, and Xander was in his second semester of his freshman year.

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Xander waited by the door for his sister.&nbsp; Hearing the truck horn outside he ran out the door and down to the truck waiting for him.&nbsp; She smiled when she saw him, and he smiled back.&nbsp; Xander's blue fur shined in the sunlight as he hopped into the bed of her truck and tapped the roof of the cab.&nbsp; As soon as he finished, he braced himself as his sister floored it.&nbsp; She sped through the parking lot to Xander and Morg's Apartment complex and onto the highway towards the school.

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Clarissa adjusted her driver side mirror to see Xander leaning against the air current that threatened to push him off the truck.

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"How was you night last night? Got any cute girls' phone numbers?&nbsp; Or guys for that matter?&nbsp; You know you have to share if you find a real hottie."

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Xander chuckled.&nbsp; "Naw.&nbsp; Didn't like what was available on either side.&nbsp; Too preppy.&nbsp; Never going to a Sorority party again.&nbsp; Morg acted like he was literally dying there.&nbsp; What was it with the preppy gangsta wannabees and their music?"

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She shrugged.&nbsp; "I dunno.&nbsp; Fuck one and tell me what you find out."

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Xander flipped her off and she returned the gesture.

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When they finally reached the school's parking lot, Xander jumped out of the truck bed and hugged his sister once she was out of the truck.&nbsp; Xander and his sister weren't related by birth, only by marriage.&nbsp; She, like Xander, was a halfbreed, though her breed made a hell of a lot more sense than Xander's.&nbsp; She was a Liger, he was a Wolvion.&nbsp; Her dad married his mom when he was two, so they grew up close as normal siblings should.

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The one thing they both hated was when others made fun of their fur color.&nbsp; Both had natural "Unnatural" colors.&nbsp; Xander was blue while Clarissa was jade green.&nbsp; Their parents didn't know why their fur color came out that way, but it didn't bother them.

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Xander released the hug and ran to his first class.&nbsp; Leaving his sister by her truck.

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The first two classes went by without much trouble.&nbsp; Today was a very normal day.&nbsp; Same teachers, same class schedule, same class material.&nbsp; Same boring day.&nbsp; The only things that got Xander through the day was a cute little fox/bunny hybrid that he kept eyeing.&nbsp; They shared two classes together, the very first two to Xander's disdain.

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When the class ended, Xander started to make a move to ask the other hybrid on a date later that week, but got cut off by a very large wall of fur and muscle.&nbsp; The fox/bunny managed to slip away before Xander could get a chance to ask for his number.&nbsp; Sighing he just left the room and made his way to the commons area for something to eat.

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Morg and Clarissa were sitting at their group's table, waiting for Xander to get done with class.&nbsp; The lunch room was crowding faster than it was emptying out.&nbsp; Morg started to light his cigarette, but was cut off by a quick swipe of Clarissa's paw.

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"Not inside.&nbsp; You want to get us thrown out again?"

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Morg sat there with his mouth open, intending to say something smart, but remembered that led to a kick to his nuts and quickly shut his mouth.&nbsp; "Right, sorry. My bad.&nbsp; I forgot."

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Both sat there for a few more minutes.&nbsp; Morg hummed to himself a new song he heard on the radio while Clarissa was starting on her home assignment for one of her classes.&nbsp; Both stopped when they heard a tray fall to the floor.

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"Get the fuck out of my way pipsqueak."

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A tall bull stood in front of a small Dachshund.&nbsp; Neither Morg, nor Clarissa had seen the dog before which was odd considering only regulars knew about this diner.&nbsp; That and you have to have been invited by another regular to get in.&nbsp; No one walks in alone either.

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The smaller dog smiled.&nbsp; "The big bad bovine can't take a little push?"&nbsp; The Dachshund had a very cocky smile.&nbsp; The Bull was one of the line backs for the Football team and looked like he could snap the dog in half with one punch.

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"You are an annoying little fucker aren'tcha?&nbsp; Guess we'll have to teach you some manners.&nbsp; You should go around and slap food trays from other people's hands."

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The dog's smile didn't disappear and he slowly started to close his eyes.&nbsp; "Come at me if you have the balls cowboy.&nbsp; But the only lesson that will be taught is not to judge someone by their appearance."

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The bull balled his fist and swung at the dog's muzzle.&nbsp; Before he even got close, the bull lit on fire and crumpled down in pain.&nbsp; Fire erupted all around the diner as furs started to scream and run about.&nbsp; Most were lit on fire and fell just as the bull did.&nbsp; Finally one female screamed the one word that had everyone heading for the door.&nbsp; "Boomer!"

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Morg tipped their table over.&nbsp; He pulled Clarissa behind it as other furs ran for the door only to be hit by the flames.&nbsp; The dog laughed in the center of all the panic.&nbsp; Soon the diner was coming down around them and the dog was gone.&nbsp; Fire trucks and police cars were starting to show up, but they couldn't douse the flames.&nbsp; Morg and Clarissa knelt behind the table wondering what the hell was going on.&nbsp;

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/7ejbDx9e