Fur: Book One, Prologue
#2 of Fur: Book One
Fur by: Tiny the Dragon
'Some are born great, Some achieve greatness, And some have greatness thrust upon 'em.' -William Shakespeare-
Earth, Friday, October 13, 2136 Unknown Location 5:17 p.m.
'Click.'
". .nd for those of you just tuning in, I'm Emma Low," Said an attractive black and white Alaskan Malamute in a red dress, "And I'm Chris Ritmen," Continued a human male in a black and white business suit, "Today we have very shocking news," Pressed Emma, "Max Winston Fox the Third has been shot, and was admitted in Stanford Vermillion Medical Center earlier today. We have Michael Rubell there for details."
Just then an Albino German Shepard appeared in front of a hospital with a grey business suit on, and a mic in his hand.
"That's right Emma. Right now we are in front of Stanford Vermillion Medical Center in Clay County, South Dakota because of the assassination attempt on Max Winston Fox the Third, president of the ever popular Genetic Anthropomorphic Enhancement Corporation." Stated Michael.
"Just three hours ago CEO Max Winston Fox was rushed in the Stanford Medical Center ER here in Clay County after being riddled with bullets to his left arm, chest, lower abdomen, and right leg. No word has been released as to whether Mr. Fox will recover from this. Back to you Emma." Finished Michael.
"Thank you Michael, now as you know, CEO of Genetic Anthropomorthic Enhancement was scheduled to appear in Clay County today for a peaceful protest against him and his company, and answer any question that they may have. About two hours into the protest, shots rang out within the crowd, towards Mr. Fox." Informed Emma as she straightens up her papers.
"Now I have a question Michael, just where is Mr. Fox's wife, Julia Fox?" Inquired Chris Ritmen.
"Mrs. Fox is actually in the hospital as we speak. She was here at the protest when her husband was shot and rode with the paramedics to the hospital. Now whether you are aware or not, Mrs. Julia Fox is forty weeks pregnant, and it is incredible that she was able to make it out here today. But hopefully an event like this won't. . ." Michael trailed off. He turned to the right a little as if to think.
Just then the Albino reporter turned back to the camera and said, "I have just received word that Mrs. Julia Fox has just entered labor ten minutes ago."
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Earth, Friday, October 13, 2136 Stanford Medical Center, Delivery Room 11:24 p.m.
Pain. Excruciating pain.
"Julia your going to have to push!" the doctor yelled. I was screaming, screaming so loud, the whole country probably heard. But I had to continue, I had to continue for my beloved, my husband.
"Come on Julia, deep breaths, and push!" The pain was so intense, it was extremely hard to think. I have to deliver my baby, have to, and raise it with my husband.
"Push, Julia, Push!" The doctor shouted again. I obliged by pushing as hard as possible, screaming as loud as I could.
"Push!" "I think I see the head!" Someone in the room exclaimed. I couldn't tell at this point, I had tears flowing from my eyes and it was getting hard to breath again.
"Deep breaths and push!" I pushed and screamed again. Beside the bed that I'm laying on, is a screen. I could see my husband surrounded by doctors. All of a sudden I hear the operating doctors start to panic.
"We're loosing him! Someone get me a defibrillator!" Shouted the head doctor. Someone quickly handed him the electrodes and he positioned them on Max's chest area.
"Clear!" Yelled a voice, then my husband jerked upward and landed back on the table.
"We're still loosing him!" Exclaimed the head doctor.
"Clear!" Max's body jerked upward again with the same result.
"Julia, your almost done, push!" My doctor exclaimed.
"Max!" I screamed. I screamed for his life.
"Clear!"
"Max!"
"Don't you dare die on me, you son-of-bitch! Up the juice!"
"Clear!"
"Max!"
"Push!"
"Clear!"
"Max!"
"Push!"
"Clear!"
"Waaah, Waaah!"
"Oh my god. This, this is." My doctor said. I turned my head to see what the doctor was so stunned about. The doctor handed me my baby wrapped in a blanket. What I saw within the blanket almost made me jump out of my skin.
A human infant.
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Earth, Saterday, October 14, 2136 Unknown Location 7:01 A.M.
'Click.'
". .Channel 21, International News at Seven."
"Good morning, I'm Emma Low,"Said the Alaskan Malamute, "And I'm Chris Ritmen." Finished Chris.
"It is a tragic day, here on the planet," Started Emma, "CEO of Genetic Anthropomorphic Enhancement Corporation, Max Winston Fox the Third has died late yesterday night, during surgery, after being shot multiple time during a peaceful protest in Clay County, South Dakota. The funeral is said to be held in Montgomery County, Texas, where his father and grandfather are said to be buried." Concluded Emma, taking a look at her papers.
"And in other news, a worldwide phenomenon, Mrs. Julia Fox, former wife of Max Winston Fox the Third has given birth to a human infant." Stated Chris Ritmen.
"Yes, it is very strange, because in all of Anthropomorphic history, it is the very first, that a human infant be born between Human and Anthropomorphic couples. Mrs. Fox has decided to name the boy after her husband, in hopes that he will live up to his family name."
'Click.'