Night Of The Brothers: 'Helpless'
#8 of Night Of The Brothers
Last part of Night Of The Brothers. I know I said there will be 10 but it took me less than expected to go through the events. Do not fear. I will make a sequel but it will differ from this one.
Night Of The Brothers: Helpless
"Roooooy!"
My heart skipped a bit as I recognized his voice straight away. "Emjay?!" - I shouted while sprinting through the forest with arms in front of me, trying to protect my face from any incoming branches and other obstacles. I heard random noises that made me even more worried. He was in danger, I was sure of that. Soon enough I saw figures moving between the bushes and dashed over there just to find out something that disgusted me straight away. A naked, feral wolf pressing Emjay's wrists onto the tree with one paw while using the other one to press his chest against the said tree. I saw Emjay looking away from the wolf, expressing pure fear, knowing what is about to happen. I growl and charge at the wolf, knocking him off his footpaws.
Emjay looks up at me. I can see he is still shocked and doesn't quite believe I'm actually here. 4 wolves start surrounding me. All equipped with polearms. There was no way I could beat them. My stupidity just screwed up everything. I should've checked if there are other wolves with him and plan something out instead of mindlessly charging in. The wolf that's been lying on the floor grabs my ankle and pulls it, causing me to fall over. He gets on top of me and barks straight in my face before swiping a claw, scratching my muzzle. The rage filled me up as I started to struggle against him soon to have a polearm blade next to my throat which caused me to freeze and give up, knowing one swift move would kill me. I was helpless.
The amount of medicine I took wasn't critical but I still had to get my stomach flushed which caused me to be extremely hungry while walking back home. Just as I was about to ring the doorbell my phone started vibrating, letting me know someone's calling.
"Jack Winterson."
"Jack. It's me, Mike." - His voice seemed somewhat worried.
"Oh hi, Mike. You're okay?"
"Is Tyler with you?" - Now he got me worried as well.
"No. Is everything alright? Is this where he moved? Your house?"
"Yes. Jack, listen. Have you seen Josh lately?"
"No, why?"
"Tyler is suspecting him of doing something horrible to Emjay. He took my car and drove off somewhere. Look, we need to find Tyler. If he's right then Josh can be really dangerous for both." - Doing something horrible to Emjay? Oh God...
"Listen, do you still have that BMW?"
"Yes."
"You bought the navigating system software for it in case someone stole it, remember?"
"That's right! Jack, you're a genius!"
"Install the software while waiting for me. I'm on my way." - I didn't wait for him to reply back. There was no time to waste. 5 minutes later I was in the bus to Furview.
2 Hours Later
I woke up with a groan. My back was hurting from sleeping on the cold floor. Over 2 seconds period I started remembering what happened earlier on and quickly got up.
"Roy?"
I received a groan of pain in response. It was dark but I could see him on the floor, struggling to breathe and holding his shoulder. I ran up to him and found out the wound is dangerously close to his chest and that... the polearm pierced straight through him.
"Oh God, Roy. Please, stay awake." - I started crying while running up to Tyler who is still passed out. I took his shirt off and used it to try and slow down the amount of blood Roy is losing. He starts coughing. He looked at me... for the first time I saw no confidence in his eyes... just pure fear and helplessness. I grabbed his head: "Look at me. You'll make it. Don't you dare trying to fall asleep. Do you hear me?!" I ran up to Tyler and shook him: "Tyler! Tyler, wake up! Please!" He opened his eyes and looked up at me. I didn't waste time and helped him up: "I need your help! Roy needs your help! Come on!"
"Roy, is that his name?" I nodded. He kneeled next to him and examined the wound before frowning and putting arm under Roy's back and lifting it up while keeping other paw on Roy's forehead and making him face the stone ceiling. I started to look around, trying to figure out where we are. It looked like some sort of a room under ground... a cellar? Roy stopped coughing so much but still struggled to breathe.
"His lung got hit by the polearm. He needs immediate care."
"Immediate care?! We're trapped!" - I was really starting to doubt we'll make it alive... I felt helpless.
I knocked on Mike's door and he almost instantly opened up: "Just in time. I tried to figure out how it works but you're the one that loves computers." He led me into the living room. There was a laptop on a coffee table. Without saying a word I sat down in front of it and started quickly getting familiar with the program. I never read instructions. I find it easier and faster to just fiddle with something for a bit and learning what does what. He silently watched as I switched map on, did a few clicks and soon a red dot popped up.
"He's in the middle of M3... it leads to Clawwood. The dot isn't moving. The car is standing still. I don't like any of this. It's time to do something I should do long time ago." - I said and grabbed my phone.
"Police Station, how can we help?"
The vision is blurry and my shoulder burns like hell. The more I tried to take steady breaths the more I struggled as life flashed before my eyes:
A 12 years old kit sitting on a middle-aged silver fox's lap...
"It's been 2 months since they died... I know it's hard but I think you should try and forget." - Said my Godfather. I looked up at him and smiled before saying: "I... thank you for everything. I was really scared I'll be one of those orphans... waiting for random family to adopt me..." He hugged me, nuzzling my neck: "Do you know why they made me your Godfather?" I shook my head. "Because they knew I really loved you. Like my own son." He gently grabbed my wrists and spread them wide before saying: "I love you this much." I chuckled. He then let go of my wrists and started tickling my tummy. I started laughing and trying to tickle him back as he said: "And this much." Soon enough his paw slipped in my pants. I yelped and got off his lap, looking up at him, confused. He just smiled heartily and walked off to the kitchen. I wasn't sure what to think about it. Before thinking I sneaked up to the kitchen doorframe and watched my Godfather. He leaned over the table with a few tears on his cheeks while drinking beer. I silently went upstairs to my room and stayed there for rest of the day.
The moment I woke up... I remembered it perfectly for all those years... I opened my eyes just to find out my Godfather kissing me on the neck.
"Dale... it's silly."
He moved the muzzle away and smiled... there was something different about the smile... as if it was changing from his normal heartily smile to a strange smirk. "You do realize you are the most important thing to me, right?" I nodded and he once again slipped his paw under my pajama pants. I grabbed his wrist before saying: "Don't... it's stupid."
"Shhh... I know it's something new to you but I promise it will feel nice." - He said while ignoring my paw on his wrist and running finger over my sheath. I tried to get up but he placed paw on my chest. I didn't like this at all. My heart started beating faster: "Dale... I don't like this. It's dirty."
"Do you trust me?" - He asked while grabbing my sheath with his paw. I yelped and started struggling against him. He tried to hold me still and said: "Please, stop that. I love you. I don't want to hurt you, just show you something enjoyable between two furs that love each other." I groaned and tried to push him away from me. "Dale... I don't love you, let go!" I straight away wished I didn't say that. His eyes widened and the grip on my sheath got tighter as he leaned next to my ear:
"Liar..."
I finally managed to push him away with my footpaws and quickly got up. He stood up with confused look. "I don't get it. I treat you like my own son. I love you more than you can imagine yet you hurt me with such words?" I back away onto the wall with tears in my eyes. He looked so different than he did over the 2 months... He looked scary...
"I save you from a crap life and give you love but you can't love me back?" - He puts a paw on the wall next to my head.
"I love you Dale but not in the way you expect me to."
"Just give it a try. Remember how I always told you to be open-minded?" - He runs a finger over my tummy. I can't help but to kick him in the groin and run out of my room. He growls angrily and starts chasing me. I was only 12... my legs were shorter than his. He caught up with me and before thinking pushed me just as I reached the stairs. I fell down, hitting nearly every step with a random limb or head. Although my entire body was hurting I got up and looked at him with blood dripping down my muzzle. "Roy... I..." - He just stood there. I looked at him with truly disappointed expression and tears in my eyes before running out of the house.
This is how I started my homeless life. After about 2 weeks time I decided to sneak up to his window and see what's happening with him but I soon found that he moved out. I never seen him again... and I'm happy for it... but now... as I feel dizzy... as I can barely breathe I feel like instead of walking about for all those years I should've tried to find him... Maybe after all those years I would be able to talk to him the way mature furs do instead of hurting each other... but now it's too late... I feel helpless.
Me and Mike were sitting on the back seat of police car. We soon reached the place that red dot pointed out. After getting out of the car we went past a few trees and spotted Mike's BMW. The police started examining it but I ventured into the forest and Mike followed. Soon enough the police caught up with us. We reached a place that quite surprised us... Naked wolves walking about. Houses made out of wood, some simply made inside of huge trees. In the middle of it all there were 4 dead, bloodied bodies. I straight away knew they must be somewhere here. The policefurs nodded at each other before walking into the view with their guns drawn. They shot a warning shot. Some wolves straight away grabbed polearms and attacked while some ran away. The attackers quickly got immobilized with limb shots.
I heard a shot and looked at Emjay. He also heard it. We ran up to the stairs which lead to a locked trapdoor and started shouting for help. We could hear furs shouting:
"Behind you!" - Followed by a shot. The voices and shots started to be louder. They were getting close.
"Help!" - Shouted Emjay and soon we could hear someone on top of the trapdoor.
"Tyler?!" - I recognized the voice straight away.
"Jack! Were trapped and we've got a fox in critical state!"
"Stand back!" - Said unfamiliar voice. We did so and heard a shot. They must've shot the lock. Two seconds later the trapdoor open. Three policefurs run in. We straight away point at Roy and they run up to him and carefully pick him up. Jack couldn't help but to hug me and Emjay.
I finally let the tears let go. Tears of happiness... running down my cheeks as I cuddle hell out of my brothers...
10 Hours Later
It was 2 in the morning. I was holding Emjay as he sat on my lap... waiting for anyone to tell him if Roy is going to be alright. After another few minutes a doctor finally walked up to us. Emjay instantly got up: "And? Please, tell me he is going to make it!" The doctor stayed silent for a bit... Seems Emjay had same thoughts about that reaction as I did.
His eyes swelled up with tears: "Is he-..."
The doctor sighed and finally said something: "We tried everything possible... we... we give him a few hours..." Emjay screamed, people started looking at us as I cuddled him close, trying to calm him down. His entire body shook as if he both tried to get out of my grip and hug me at same time. I wish I could do something but all I can do is try to calm him down...
30 Minutes Later
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Tyler was behind me, holding me close, making sure I don't do something stupid as I looked at the bed with Roy on it... he who saved me. I walked up to him and clenched my teeth as I tried to hold back the tears... I was bursting into tears every minute or so for the past half of hour or so.
"Y-you gave me hope yet you lost it yourself..." - I took a few seconds to swallow tears: "I fucking wish I could stop this... I wish I could turn back time... I wish you never met me... It's my fault you're here."
I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you... and I'm sorry..."
I turned around: "Tyler... I want to go home... I don't want to be here when he dies... I want to remember him as a cheerful fur and a hero..." He hugged me: "I understand you..."
"No, you don't..." - I said that before even thinking... I didn't mean to sound nasty but he wouldn't know how I feel: "I am responsible for this... I wanted to suicide... I followed Josh... I was never meant to meet Roy."
He kneeled in front of me: "Bullshit... Stop telling yourself that."
I once again felt tears on my cheeks: "If I could die instead of him... I would..."
"But you can't... so enjoy each day his sacrifice gave you..."
We started walking home... I felt like I am never going to be happy again... These memories will hunt me for the rest of my life... I wish I could rip my heart out because it hurts more than it did when Tyler left me... Tyler could always come back which he did... Roy has no choice but to join the dark void which I've seen before. I finally realized something...
Roy... I loved you...
The End
Story is copyright © Mickey Torrento