FSE

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*** An advanced warning here to note. This chapter contains a lot of high octane nightmare fuel. Viewer discretion is advised before reading this chapter, as it contains high levels of violence, blood, foul language, nudity, implied rape, and even death. If you don't like any of that stuff, take caution in reading the next 9-10 pages. Otherwise, enjoy the story. Only two chapters to go after this.

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The next morning it was time for me to go to school. It was the first time since my unfortunate run in with the Blue Bandanna gang. I had a whole bunch of mixed emotions during this hard time. I was happy to be returning to the usual routine of getting my education, but at the same time I was nervous and terrified about what may possibly happen. I thought it very unlikely, but what would happen if they did come over to the school?

Morrell and I were dropped off together by his parents, so that we wouldn't have to walk all the way, and headed inside after thanking them. Things were uneventful until we got to our lockers, when we were approached by a panicked Mariella.

"Excuse me guys, have you seen Gloria anywhere?" The wolf in question seemed a bit distraught.

"Not since yesterday," Morrell stated.

"I can't say I have," I replied.

"I kind of thought not," Mariella sighed and turned around.

"Is something wrong?" I asked curiously.

"I'm just a little worried is all," the lupine answered folding her arms, "she hasn't talked to me at all since she ditched at lunch time."

"She's probably just sulking at her house," Morrell shrugged, "give her a week and she'll be fine."

"That's the problem," she said, "her mother said she didn't come home last night, so she isn't there." I thought for a moment about this. Morrell curses her out and she runs away. If she didn't go home that left only one place I knew she would go, and if that's so than she's in a lot more trouble than Mariella thinks.

"I can think of only one place she'd be," I began, "I can only hope I'm wrong, but if not, she's in a lot more trouble than you think."

"Where might that be?" she asked.

"The Dixie Downs warehouses," I stated, and her eyes widened.

"Oh no," she stated, "so she really did interact with them before." She turned and ran out as fast as she could. Morrell looked over at me.

"Do you really think Gloria would be that rash?" he asked me.

"Like I said," I began, "I could only hope that I'm wrong."

***

Mariella ran out to the front, looking around for someone. She just needed anyone who could drive and had a car, and was willing to miss a day of class.

'Please be ok Gloria,' she pleaded in her mind, and spotted someone. There was a blue cat who was loading instruments into the back of a pickup truck. She ran up to him quickly and tapped on his shoulder rapidly.

"Excuse me sir," she started and the man turned around.

"What do you need?" he asked, "I'm kind of in a hurry."

"Are you going off school today?" she asked.

"That's right," he said, "Mr. Candland and I are taking the Jazz Band to a gig today, we won't be back until later in the school day."

"Can you take me with you please?" The wolf pleaded with him. The cat looked confused.

"Why the sudden interest?" he asked.

"I just need to look for a friend," she answered, "I'm afraid that she might be in real trouble."

"What's the young lady's name?" he asked her.

"Gloria," she replied, "please I really need to find her."

"Gloria," he thought, "kind of rings a bell I think, has she been bothering a few friends of mine?"

"Alduin, who is this?" Mr. Candland asked as he arrived, carrying a trombone case with him. The human in question looked over at Mariella.

"A girl looking for a friend of hers," he asked, "she's afraid she might be in some kind of trouble."

"Please sir," She pleaded, "I just need a little time to look for her, I think I know where she might be too please." The human professor scratched his braided beard for a bit.

"I won't be able to cover your absence I'm afraid," the teacher suggested.

"I don't care," Mariella shook her head defiantly, "I still have to find her." The music teacher looked over at the blue furred cat and shrugged.

"One hour," he said, "give her a hand for one hour and then drop her off on the way to the performing arts festival. And try not to lose any of the instruments."

"Got it," Alduin said and loaded the last instrument, "hop in lady." The wolf nodded and hurried into the passenger seat while the cat started the car.

***

Meanwhile, trouble was on its way. In a rundown van speeding down the backroads of the St. George red rocks area, the Blue Bandanna gang presided. Jeremy was behind the wheel, with Rodney at the passenger side, looking out the window with a solemn look on his face. Bones, the crazy Hyena was in the back seat and couldn't keep his hands off of their latest victim.

Gloria was cringing in complete fear. Her mouth was gagged to prevent the bunny from screaming, and the only source of clothing on her was the rope binding her hands and feet. The rest of her was completely naked, her fur matted from several ropes of dry cum that encased her body. Her sides and ass were covered in scratch marks, due from Bones having a blood fetish, causing her immense and constant pain. And yet she's still unable to scream. Her eyes were red and puffy, irritated from dried out tear ducts, preventing her from crying anymore, and she wanted to.

"So tell me again why we're bringing the young lady to this job?" Rodney asked the bull in charge. He snorted.

"We're not bringing her along," he exclaimed, "we have no need for a used bitch like her. We're simply going to dump her off somewhere around here on our way to the school."

"Awe," Bones whined, "why can't I keep her? She knows how to scream when I want her to."

"I'd rather my team not catch some skanky VD that she might have," he said, "besides I already raided her purse, and emptied her ATM card, she's repaid her debt. My decision is final, throw her out around here and let her die of exposure for all I care."

"That seems a little harsh isn't it," Rodney said looking over at the girl, "hasn't she been through enough already?"

"I don't give a fuck anyway," Jeremy said, "we're going to shoot some people up and you're worried about the welfare of a cunt like her? Think carefully about where your loyalties lie." He looked over at the hyena in the back and snapped his fingers. "This is a good spot, throw her out. But save the rope and shit too, that stuff is still good for the next bitch or two that comes around." The hyena nodded and untied the bunny, before opening the door next to her. Gloria struggled, knowing how much damage she could face from being thrown out of a moving car going 60. With another shrill laugh the hyena pushed the bunny completely out of the car, and she screamed a bit as she hit the pavement hard, rolling a few times. After shutting the door, he looks over at his boss.

"So," he began smiling, "when do we get there?"

"In about roughly five to ten minutes," he replied, "grab the guns from the back and ready yourself. We need to do as much damage as possible and then get out before the police arrive."

"So how does it feel?" Rodney asked as he took a .38 caliber from Bones and loaded the magazine, "going to shoot up your old school?"

"They'll get what's coming to them," he said, "anyone that supports or even houses fags will be punished by my hand. Let this be an example to everyone in St. George. If you do something deemed unfit by my eyes I will eliminate you all." Bones giggled as he looked out the opposite window.

"Hey boss," he stated, "look who it is?" He pointed out in the direction of a large truck carrying instruments. The car was stopped for some reason, and the middle aged human overlooking several cases was at its side. Jeremy smiled as he saw him.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Candland," he chuckled, "the band teacher, he'll make a nice practice target." He pulled out his favorite gun from his side, and rolled down the window, as he approached level with the parked vehicle the bull shouted.

"Hey Mr. Candland, BURN IN HELL!" He laughed and pulled the trigger several times as he passed by. The teacher looked at them with only enough time to shout in surprise as four bullets found their mark in his abdomen. As the car drove off, Mr. Candland collapsed behind the truck and groaned in great pain.

"I recognize that kid," he told himself, "the one who disappeared... before the crime spree." He quickly reached into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone, and rapidly dialing the number. "I... have to warn... them."

***

One of the school secretaries hurried down the office hall to the Principal's office. The poor young lady was in a panic, which confused most of everyone else. They would soon find out though what exactly is going on. When she got to the office she pounded on the door extra hard.

"Come on in," the man said inside, and she opened the door up quickly, "what all the commotion about?"

"Sir," she began, "Mr. Candland's on the phone, it sounds urgent like he was in massive pain."

"What?" he said, "which line?"

"Line 3." He picked up the appropriate line and answered quickly.

"Eddie?" he began, "what's going on?"

"Sir," the teacher replied, "I've just... been shot."

"What?!" the principal shouted, "why are you calling me? You should be calling emergency."

"I-It's them," he stated, "the gang of thugs from the news. They shot me and now they're heading directly for the school."

"WHAT?!?! How do you know this?"

"I'm only several blocks away," Ed replied, "I can only think where they'd go next. Ugh..."

"Ok," The principal said with a slight calm of breath, "I'll handle the rest, you call the emergency hotline." The principal hung up and started calling the school broadcast number.

"What's going on?" The secretary asked.

"Start rounding up the students and hide them to safety," he said and turned on the intercom, "Attention everyone, please don't be alarmed, but there is a dire emergency going on at the moment. Don't panic, but from this moment on, the school is in lockdown."

***

Morrell and I were in the bathroom freshening up, the only ones in the restroom at the time. I was in there because I needed to use the facilities, and Morrell followed me because he wanted to play guardian. I didn't mind of course, especially with what's been going on. As I stepped out and started washing my hands we heard the intercom go off, but due to the lack of an intercom inside the bathroom, we couldn't hear what was being announced outside.

"I wonder what was going on," I said nonchalantly as I sanitized my hands.

"Probably just a request for a student to go to the office," the orca replied and I nodded. After I dried my hands though, there was a loud commotion starting up outside. There were several screams continuing repeatedly. I then froze when we heard a couple of bangs and the shattering of glass.

"What on earth is going on?" I asked, looking at the orca nervously. He shared the look and grabbed my hand hurrying out of the bathroom.

"Let's find out," he replied, me nearly tripping from his speed as I ran with him. What we saw next was absolute pandemonium. Students were running screaming everywhere, and teachers were clamoring, trying to round up the kids and lock them into their rooms desperately. We couldn't make sense of the situation, until Lucian Equinox ran up to us in a panic.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

"Ryan, Morrell," he shouted, "there are three guys at the front doors with guns. Hurry out the back, get the hell out of here." We were dumbfounded when we heard this."HURRY!"

"Mr. Equinox," we heard our principal shout as he ran toward us, "get into Staley's class right now."

"But my brothers," he replied, "I have to find them."

"The teachers will find them," he said, "now GO!" I looked into both the principal's and Equinox's eyes, looks of absolute fear and panic spread across them. And my legs froze, refusing to move, as I contemplated what was happening. It was all my fault, that my friends might die this very day. The principal looked at us and shouted again. "You too, go with him."

"Sir," Morrell asked, "what's going on? Who is doing this?"

"There's no time," he stated, "you need to get to safety no-" His order was interrupted when we heard a gun go off, and his head spasmed suddenly. He collapsed, right in front of us, dead instantly, with blood gushing out the back of his head where the bullet went in. It was a horrific sight, and I gasped when we looked ahead and saw who it was who shot the man. It was Jeremy, whose two buddies were right behind him. And he approached us slowly, guns pointed right at us. Morrell quickly stood in front of me, as if willing to shield me from the bullet storm.

"Awe isn't this just cute?" Jeremy said, "the ass master trying to protect his little bitch, how charming fake love can be sometimes."

"You can't tell what love is even when it bites you in the balls," Morrell retorted, "why are you doing all of this?" The bull laughed and snorted.

"Because I can you little retard," he replied, "I'll destroy anyone and anything within the vicinity of gay people. I hate you lot so much, I'll kill every last fucking fag on the planet. But first I'm going to start with you."

"But why do you hate us so?" I asked, trying to reason with him, "we didn't do anything to you."

"Why do I hate you so?" he smirked and then frowned suddenly, "what kind of a stupid question is that? I hate you because you are inferior, a weak group of foolhardy people. You don't deserve to be living in the same world I live in. I hate you because you go against everything I was brought up to know. I hate you just because you were born. I can't even stand looking at you without seeing red. I just hate you, and now say your prayers because I'm going to destroy you. Then I'm going to seal my revenge for your escape earlier by killing all your pussy little friends. And unlike your deaths, I'll make them suffer."

"You son of a," Morrell began but the bull cocked the barrel in the orca's face.

"You forget who has the firepower here," Jeremy exclaimed, "your fate is decided, as is theirs. I wonder where I should shoot first. Up the ass, right in there dick, or maybe I'll let Bones simply saw their nuts off slowly." The hyena in question laughed in a shrill manner.

"So you have no intention of letting us live then," I said slowly.

"Now you're catching on," the bull chuckled, "seriously, a kindergartener would catch on faster than you retards. So are you ready to die?"

"That's a promising question right there," Morrell said calmly, "there's only one little problem. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" He shouted and pointed right behind them. The three managed to turn their heads just long enough to distract them from Morrell's next move. The orca shouted and rushed at them, using his football expertise to knock the three down hard in a powerful pile driver. As they shouted in surprise and hit the ground hard my legs were still frozen, and the orca grabbed my hand and yanked me hard.

"Morrell!" I shouted as I tried to regain my footing while running.

"Just keep running Ryan, we got to hurry," he heaved as he sprinted hard, and I panted heavily as I tried to run with him. The three jumped up quickly and shouted.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU YA LITTLE BITCH!" Jeremy shouted and started giving chase, "hurry up you two, I'm not losing this dick again." I turned and looked back just as Jeremy came right to our hall, and started opening fire on us, the other two did as well, and Morrell yanked me closed and we dived into the nearby other hall. I tried to catch my breath as we both struggled to get up, and continue running as fast as we could. The rush of adrenaline like before had nearly blinded me as the strong orca ran like the wind. I had never seen a look on Morrell's face like now. It was one completely awash with fear.

We turned down another hall and kept running, but I tripped just a bit and fell to the ground hard. I gave a shout of pain and Morrell quickly and hurriedly helped me up and we dived right into another hall just in time barely dodging another bullet, which would have ripped the orca's head open a split millisecond earlier. As we kept running we spotted a set of stairs, heading up into the third floor faculty hall. Morrell nearly yanked my arm off as we hurried up.

"Morrell!" I shouted, "that's a dead end, why are we going up here?"

"I have an idea," he shouted. As we hurried up we saw a Janitor stepping out of the nearby closet, and Morrell shoved the man aside, back into the locker, the young wolf yipping suddenly.

"Stay in there," I shouted under my hard breathing as we hurried to the top of the set of staircases.

"Not again," the wolf in particular shouted, just as the other three passed him by.

"Stay still you little shit!" Jeremy shouted behind us as he hurried into the narrow hallway.

"Do you trust me Ryan?" The orca asked me as he started running even faster.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Y-yes," I said.

"Then climb on my back and hang on," The orca replied and I did so carefully. I wrapped my arms and legs around him tightly, and he supported my legs. I saw what he was about to do, as he made a beeline for the nearby ledge. I looked behind us just as Jeremy and the other two appeared into the hall, and pointed their weapons at us.

"Hurry!" I shouted, and Morrell shouted and he jumped off a railing that would lead all the way to the ground floor. I closed my eyes and held tight, what happened next could only be described in slow motion. As the gunfire started going off Morrell crashed through the nearby glass window. Shattered glass flew behind us as bullets cruised over our heads as Morrell descended to the floor of the glass door foyer below, that led to the front right side of the school. Like a true gymnast, Morrell made the perfect landing, landing on his feet hard, and stopping for only a few seconds with his eyes closed, to avoid being cut by the glass.

He set me down as I opened my eyes wondering what the hell just happened.

"Come on Ryan," he shouted grabbing my hand again, "we gotta go." We hurried out the glass door, just as Jeremy looked down the foyer, seeing where we landed from three stories up. He growled and slammed the railing, ordering the other two to hurry to the front.

We luckily dodged one bullet, but we knew this wasn't the end of it. We hurried to the front parking lot, looking for any help or refuge we can make. We were running out of options, running out of places to go. They were resourceful and could cut us off at any possible second.

"Come on," Morrell shouted under hot heaving breaths, "where are the police when we need them?" As he said that I turned and saw an unexpected boon.

"Morrell," I shouted pointing at it and he turned. What I spotted was a mid 90's truck. The door was wide open and the engine was still running, the keys in the ignition and everything. The supposed driver of the truck was nowhere to be seen.

"Perfect," the orca shouted, "get in." I nodded hurrying over to the passenger seat and quickly climbing in. Morrell jumped into the driver seat slamming the door and froze a bit. "Oh no."

"What's wrong?" I asked, trying not to panic in the delirium of the situation.

"It's a stick shift," he said, "I don't know if I can drive it."

"We don't have much choice," I said and looked out the front. No sign of them yet it seems.

"Ok Ok," Morrell shouted, and tried reciting directions on how to operate the stick shift in his head. And after a quick minute of fondling the gears found the reverse and hit it. Just as we peeled out of the parking space though, the door busted open with the three gang bangers running out.

"Oh no you don't," Jeremy shouted pointing his gun at us again.

"Get down Ryan," Morrell shouted, and I screamed a bit as bullets riddled the truck, breaking both windows by our seats. He shifted the gear back and slammed on the gas pedal, driving the car forward. I stayed down and braced myself from the chaos. Morrell bravely held his head up just enough to navigate the parking space. And boy did he gun the gas, and after an intense minute, Jeremy and the other two finally faded from our view. Morrell continued his mad drive until we got a few blocks away from the school. As things settled down we both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you ok Ryan?" Morrell asked me.

"Y-yeah," I said, still heaving as I tried to catch my breath, "you?"

"Likewise," he said, "we were very lucky." I could only nod silently. For the second time in a short amount of time, we managed to escape certain death. But for all of us, the chaos was still not even close to ending.

***

Jeremy shouted obscenities in the air, as he went crazy, firing off several rounds into the air. The bull had completely lost whatever shred of sanity he had left.

"MOTHER FUCKER," he shouted, "how dare they manage to escape! NO ONE escapes ME!!" He wanted nothing more than to gut the two piece by piece, but more than anything he had gotten thirsty, thirsty for blood. The other two looked at him curiously.

"Your orders sir?" Rodney asked a bit concerned, and the bull looked at him. The look on Jeremy's face was so frightening that the devil himself would back off from him. Jeremy then smiled, the evil plainly written across his face. If he couldn't kill them he'd kill everyone else, and he had a whole school at his fingertips for the slaughter.

"Split up," he replied, "kill anything that moves. I don't care how you do it, just slaughter everyone. No one will leave this place alive."

"You got it boss," Bones squealed with laughter and ran inside first, pulling out his favorite crooked knife. Rodney didn't say anything and hesitated a bit, uncertain of what was going to happen, but he reluctantly hurried off into the building. Jeremy pulled out some other guns he had on his person, two sub machine guns, and started firing at all the glass windows, causing a disastrous show of broken glass.

"PREPARE TO DIE PINE VIEW HIGH SCHOOL!" he shouted as he charged back into the building.