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n the city that never sleeps all was well. Furs, birds, and reptiles of all shapes and sizes navigated through the crowds and traffic to complete their nightly agendas or to just go home after a long day at work. Sadly humans are not anywhere in the crowds because in this world they never existed. Well... humans never existed until a strange dark purple portal suddenly opened up in the middle of Towns Square, spitting out a human girl tripping over herself while stepping out of said portal.

Usually when strange supernatural portals open up in New York City there is usually panic and mass hysteria followed by the military locking the area down and a breaking news bulletin on the world news describing the phenomenon. But none of that happened; No one even batted an eyelash at it. The fact that no normal fur could see it or the girl dressed in a stereotypical Death's cloak that hid her face and all her identifiable features except her species and gender even as she fell probably was why none of what was mentioned earlier ever took place.

Anyway after the girl stepped through the portal it disappeared without leaving a trace of its existence leaving only the strange mysterious girl who was now getting up with a mumbled "Oww" while dusting herself off and adjusting her cloak, after she recovered she reached into a hidden pocket inside her cloak taking out a piece of paper that had her mission on it, a simple job retrieve a soul to bring on to the afterlife for judgment... after a few seconds she mumble "Appears to be an easy enough assignment" then after she was finished she put the piece of paper back into her pocket and gets ready to sprint.

But the mysterious girl tries to stop herself mid-step as she just now took the time to take in her surroundings only to trip and fall on her face again. She quickly recovered and jumps back up again and went into a fearful but defensive posture and reached into the hidden pocket again, this time taking out a bright pink pen, she clicks it and after a quick flash as the pen transforms to a wooden staff with silver metal tips and a silver metal ball on one end. The strange girl stood like this for a minute but relaxed slightly when she saw there is no threat and pressed a button on the staff that caused it to revert back to its original form and the girl quickly put it into her pocket again and took out the paper again, looking over the paper, she lets out a relieved sigh then says. "Just this universes normal day to day people, not enemies." Then face-palms herself due to her somehow very silly to her mistake.

The strange girl then walked up to the closest fur (who was a bear gentleman who appeared to be in his 30's wearing a classic business suit and was talking very animatedly to the person on the other line of a cell-phone) and petted the bears arm from behind curious at the fuzziness. The bear shivered as if a cold gust of wind blew by and quickly turned around from the contact but did not see the strange girl even though she is standing right in front of him. The girl rushed behind the bear as the bear was pulled back into his conversation again and continued walking passing through the girl like she was a hologram, the bear shivered again but kept on walking and was absorbed inside the crowd once again.

Her curiosity satisfied the girl sprinted off (without tripping this time) in a seemingly random direction stopping only to jump as if weightless on top of a good sized building yelling at the top of her lungs. "Wheee I love my job" as she runs and jumps from building to building quickly from sight. ~~~ I was walking out of my house with a shadowy figure. We were both talking and laughing heading to a small swing I had tied on a tree since I was a pup. The shadowy figure was neither male nor female more of a it and it would shift and change shape constantly making it impossible to make out the outline, but the feeling that hit me every time I looked at it told me i was in love so i didn't question it. When we made it to the swing it told me that it wanted me to push it on the swing and I did while we continued our earlier conversation and laughing every so often. After a few minutes of this it jumped off and turned to face me, staring at me in a way something with no face only could but somehow I knew what it wanted so I puckered up my lips and leaned in for the kiss knowing it would do as well. About halfway I heard a voice "Ben" it sounded familiar but I couldn't care less at the moment so I ignored it then it spoke again

"Ben!" the shadow vanished and my whole world started to crumble "Ben it's time to get up you lazy bum! We're at your place...Ben wake up!"

I jolted awake from my sleep nearly dropping my PSP with the my favorite game of NBA 2K11 inside still playing and my mp3 player that was blasting Sleeping with Sirens "Fire" inside of one of my eardrums in a volume that some would say was near deafening but to me it was just right. I looked to my left in to the direction of the person who shook me awake and saw a panther with jet-black fur, he had a very slim build... he wasn't very tall maybe 5'9 or so... but I knew that Panther well.. He was named Dillon or 'Dil' for short but by only me and his family, if anyone else ever called him by that they might as well have called him every insult in the book and would have a_very_ pissed kitty since he only lets people he likes call him Dil.

Dil was gay but he wasn't one of those 'fairies' you see on TV... if you pushed him just enough then you would be in for a world of pain cause this kitty had claws and he certainly knew how to use them. I had known him since we were in kindergarten, what started off as a light conversation about Transformers grew into an unbreakable friendship when I defended him from a few bullies that same year.

Why anyone would want to bully him was beyond me since he is so overly cheerful and ditsy that people almost immediately liked him. Not to mention he was also very smart (though he tries to hide it and would deny it when you ask) and had straight A's on his report card ever since I've known him... Well... except for maybe gym (he's so clumsy it borderlines on hysterical) he was also very funny, and a bit dorky on occasion but you could never really tell just by looking at him he was so fit, and he had such a ass that most girls would kill for...Ok I admit it I have a SLIGHT crush on the guy but before I get more into that let me tell you a little about me.

My name is Benedict Zideke (zed-eke is how you pronounce it) by the way... but please call me Ben unless you want your heart ripped out like some kind of finisher in Mortal Kombat. I'm a brown-furred wolf around maybe 6'7 feet tall, and I had a slightly above average build since I played basketball for my school's team... which would kinda make me a jock but due to my cynical and pessimistic view on life it never really earned me that many friends in the 'popular' crowd; I never really cared for fashion we had uniforms mostly and my usual casual look usually consisted of jeans , black, sometimes white, red (bright red not crimson red) shirts, and the occasional sports jersey with a bright red bandanna and my grandfather's dog tags (both were gifts from my granddad, the dog tags were from when he was in the military: I never took them off... the bandana was my grandmothers before she passed away a few years back... he had moved in with us after she died...)

All this kinda made me sound a bit like some freakish Goth/prep hybrid even though I'm not... the bored expression that I wear as my neutral expression didn't help that image. I'm not the most social wolf around and I never seemed to ever fit in any cliques; I was too dorky to hang out with the jocks, to athletic to be hang with the nerds, to depressing to be a prep, and too preppy (since I hang out with Dil who was the preppiest panther ever... ) to be Goth. So naturally that made Dil my only real friend... so you can kinda see why I could NEVER lose him over something as silly as getting in a relationship with him ad breaking up. Oh and another thing I'm still undecided when it comes to my sexuality. See why I'm still single yet? How can I get into a relationship when I don't know what I like?

Anyway Dil and I eventually managed to get off the bus after we gathered our luggage and carried it to my doorstep (with me trying so hard not to stare at Dil's ass... he_really_ had a nice ass...) Why were we carrying luggage you ask? We attend a boarding school in New York City called 'Fairbanks Academy: the best school to send you child to learn.'(yeah right! It was for parents who didn't want to do the parenting... kinda like my parents...) we both actually lived in a small town in the northern part of the state a long way away from the big city... hence why we had to take a bus it was also why we only come home every other weekend.

This visit however was not one for pleasure... you see it's more of an emergency visit; my grandpa was basically dying of old age and had taken a turn for the worse. My parents (being the social nutcases that they are) decided to go on a vacation with friends to Hawaii; and they couldn't cancel because one of their said friends was the boss of the company they both work at. And thus I was dragged home on a weekday and (thanks to some bitching and compromising) I was able to convince my parents to allow Dil to stay also. I understand they didn't want to get fired but it didn't make me hate them any less. Don't get me wrong. I do love them to death but to leave grandpa while he is in this state he's in was just unforgivable. So they lost my love for a while.

"What's wrong Benedict you been lost in thought and even more cranky then usual ever since we left the academy" Dil said with a huff and mock grin.

"Oh gee Dillon I don't know I guess I'm still tired from a long bus ride to come back home to do something my inconsiderate parents should be doing!" Hmm... Dil's bags looked pretty heavy and full maybe I'll help him take a load off?

"Whoops" I said while I bumped into him just enough for him to trip over his own feet (which doesn't take much especially when he is carrying something) causing several suitcases to fall out of his hands and explode onto the sidewalk which caused to him panic and try to gather everything up so he could get them reorganized (did I mention Dil is a complete neat freak? and would be on the sidewalk for 10 minutes reorganizing every article of clothing instead of shoving it all in like a normal person would? Good thing we were really close to my house because it was getting kinda late)

"Sorry Dil I tripped over a shoelace" I said in an amused voice. Dil just glared at me slightly knowing I was bullshitting him considering I was wearing Velcro straps so tripping on a shoe-string would be impossible... At first Dil looked like he was going to explode then suddenly he became dangerously calm even had a slight smirk on his face 'uh oh this isn't good' I thought to myself... I never liked when he got that look on his face...

"It's okay Benedict. I guess I'll refold all of these and sing the SSStar Ssspangled Banner to pass the time!" Oh fuck; Dil knows I hate it when he elongates his s's like a snake especially when it comes to something as serious as the Star Spangled banner. My granddad worked in the military for Christ sake! If he heard the Panther messing up the national anthem Dil would possibly die from a shotgun blast to the face! Yes my grandpa was that passionate about his country. I dropped my bags and started picking up and folding his clothes and putting them back neatly in the suitcase at warp speed but it was already too late Dil already started singing and folding his clothes SLOWLY.

"Oh sssay can you ssse by the dawn'sss early light..." (This continues for a verse and a half but I'll spare you the torture) "Finally... done." I wheezed. He just grinned coolly making me even more nervous... "Nuh-uh you still have your bags." Dil replied then burst into laughter when he caught my open-mouth expression when I saw that he was right.

"Well letsss get ssstarted then..."*inhales* *yelp* I quickly dash to my bags with Dil now laughing so hard he had to hold his gut from the pain. A few minutes later I lay on the ground gasping for breath "I...hate you *pant* so much *pant* I should kill *pant* you for this!" He just laughed a bit before speaking

"Aww I love you to Ben..." he stated sarcastically. I blushed at that comment and was thankful that he had turned away and faced toward my house. "We really should go inside your granddad is waiting"

We somehow managed to get the door open while juggling our luggage, when we did I dropped my luggage in the living room. "Unpack later" I told Dil when he looked at me funny. We walked toward granddad's room so we could check up on him... Dil went to knock but I stopped him and got in front of him "What is he going to be doing that requires priv- oh God!!" I said after i opened the door and covered my eyes. Dil winced at my swear somewhat not happy at my word choice. (His father drilled it into his head to never use the lord's name loosely...he was the minister to the town's biggest church so...) he being the curious cat he was peaked over my shoulder which was blocking his view from what I was seeing

"Oh God it burns!!" He yelled deciding this was one of those times that the saying was deemed appropriate because sitting on the bed was my 70-ish grandfather naked as the day he was born vigorously jerking off to a straight porno that was on TV. Funny thing is he didn't even bother stopping at our entrance in fact he seemed amused at our faces. "What's wrong *pant* *pant* boys never seen a man jerk off before?"

"MY EYES, MY EYES! KILL WITH FIRE! EYES UNCLEAN, EYES UNCLEAN!" we yelled as we dashed toward the bathroom to clean the last image away with soap and water. My granddad came from behind us after another minute probably to torment us more... I swear he didn't seem like he was on deaths door! "I guess this is a bad time to ask for a sponge bath?" this was the last straw. We stopped our self-inflicted torture to gag and vomit in the toilet with my granddad laughing his head off as he walked back into his room presumably to finish *gag*

We eventually crawled back to my room, shut the door, and assumed the fettle position "I believe I'm scarred for life" Dil finally said "Who knew the burning sensation on eyes from soap and water could feel so good" I replied another minute pause "Tell me about it... hey! Want to order pizza and play violent video games to block out the negative image with positive ones?" Dil suggested while sitting up "You read my mind buddy!" I said also sitting up and then I stopped and looked at Dil funny "Dude you have a nose bleed..." He blushed slightly under his dark fur and quickly went to wipe the blood of his face...

After several hours later of eating pizza, hours of playing violent video games, with only the occasional interruption to do things for my granddad and bathroom breaks. We successfully burned out an image that we long forgotten about. We passed out asleep at 1:00 in the morning.

The next morning I woke up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes with a yawn before I suddenly heard "Good morning Mr. Benjamin Zideke. I hope you have a pleasant afterlife" said a really preppy high pitched voice. I could only see what looked like a strange... thing standing in front of me holding a weird staff thing... I was confused at what was going on but decided to be polite..."Good morning but my name is Benedict, Benjamin is my...wait. What?" I opened my eyes just in time to watch the staff hit me in the face before I blacked out...

~~~ "Sorry about that it takes a little force to knock a soul into the afterlife..." said the mysterious figure in a Reaper's cloak standing over one now at the moment half naked and very dead Benedict Zideke.

"Funny he doesn't look like 75 year old wolf on death's door...wait didn't he say his name was Benedict before I knocked him out?" The mysterious figure gulped a bit before she started hunted down Ben's pants she found them lying on the floor and searched inside his pockets before she found his wallet and checked his ID for a quick comparison to the name and picture of her target. "Fuck! Not again! I got the wrong guy...boss isn't going to be happy" The figure takes out what appeared to be a normal cell phone and dialed a number and put it up to her ear. When someone eventually picked up there was yelling on the other end so loud the figure holds it away from her ear.

"HOPE WE HAVE A GUY HERE THAT IS NOT ON THE LIST IS THIS YOUR DOING?"

"Yes sir... but in my defense, my target and the person there were living in the same house and have very similar nam-"

"I DON'T CARE HOW IT HAPPENED! WE CANT KEEP FIXING YOUR SQREW-UPS EVERY TIME YOU FAIL YOUR ASSIGNMENTS!" The girl frowned a bit as if hurt by the comment... she didn't mess up on purpose after all...

"B- But t-that was only one time and I was just a beginner..."

"Yes I know that was why we gave you a slap on the wrist the last time...BUT IT SEEMS YOU DIDN'T LEARN THAT LAST TIME...I now gotta go fix your screw-up we will send the boy back to you while I think of your punishment!"

"*gulp*Thanks boss I-*click*

"Well that's just great now I'm in trouble" said the girl who was named Hope. A couple minutes later an alarm went off catching her off-guard and a cute black furred panther got up. He still in his boxers when he went to shuts the alarm off. He stretched and yawned before he started scratching himself while he sat back down on the matress grossing out the poor reaper girl. "EWW!" Hope muttered. "You're lucky you can't see me or hear me or I would be very mad and give you a lecture on the way to act while you in the presence of a lady!" This caused the panther's ears to swivel and he quickly turned towards the now dead boy...

"Did we leave a window open? Why did I hear whisper of wind and why is there fog in here?" Dil said but frowned when he didn't get an answer.

"Did you hear me?" Hope said looking at the boy in with wonder but he just ignored her and walks up to the boy and wound up walking right through Hope who just gave a muffled hey! in response He then preceded to attempt to shake him awake but with no success "Huh that's weird he's usually is a light sleep-" he stops suddenly eyes widening and tearing up checks the window only to see it wasn't open panic is now visible on his face, he looks at the fog then back at Ben with shaky hands.

Dil quickly checked Ben's pulse only to find none "No don't take him!" then he goes to where Hope was and begins to jumping up and down while waving his arms like he was trying to clear it up or shoo it away then dashes out of the room crying.

"Well... that was weird...must be a very good friend or maybe has a huge crush on the boy" Hope says before Dil came back yelling in a panicked voice while he was on the phone with the hospital. "Yeah he doesn't have a pulse and he is not breath-" there was a sudden sharp inhale coming from Ben's body. The Boss must have restarted his heart... Hope figured... the boys soul would be back in a few minutes she guessed and she doubted he would be very happy... Dil ran over confusingly towards Ben and checked his vitals while trying to shake him awake. Still with a confused/worried but slightly happier face he began talking again "He has a pulse and he's breathing again but he won't wake up...I think he's in a coma...alright I'll keep watch over him till the ambulance gets here" Dil hanged up the phone and turned towards the unconscious wolf. "Damnit Ben... what the hell man are you trying to give me a heart atta-"

Suddenly the shadows in the room seem to intensify and gather into 4 points. When they begin to take shape deformed outlines of vicious and bloodthirsty looking feral panthers and wolves with black and grey fur and white eyes popped up. Two of each. Dil and Hope begin talking at the same time. Dil shivers

"I don't like the feel of this room right now...C'mon Ben lets go the living room and wait for help" he says while quickly dragging Ben out of the room while the shadows were still forming.

"Shadows really? Can my day get any worse" Hope said in an annoyed while assuming a defensive posture blocking the door to the outside. She would not mess this up... she could handle a few lowly shadows...