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Chapter 1: The Camps

1 year later...

The smell of blood and rust permeates the air as guards patrol the outer fence lines looking for any signs of resistance or attempted escapes. A lone pair of heavy trucks brings in more of those captured for those experiments. Like the concentration camps of the old Nazi regime, these Relocation Habitats are the epitome of sub-standard living conditions and ignorance of the basics.

Amy looks up to see yet another group being brought into and already overcrowded facility. Then she returns back to her work in the quarry, being sure to keep a steady swing of strike, one, two, strike, one... silently planning never daydreaming.

A strike of the pain rod or a strong backhand is enough to keep one working, and if she got enough work done today maybe, they won't visit her in the night again.

Any kind of lowlife, whether it be a sadistic asshole picked off of the street or the serial rapist on loan from the state department is working here at the camps. It's been nine months since she last saw Mimi. If only she hadn't refused that guard, she'd still be here. Some of the others who last saw here said she got taken off into the woods never to return. A few of the guards keep talking of how these fuzzballs spray blood all over the place, others complain on how they don't scream enough when they're shown their own beating heart after its been ripped out .

If it was not for the rumors of a silent predator in the woods desiring only human flesh more anthro's would be dragged out into the forest never to be seen or heard from again. Off to the side a fur falls and spills her load of stone, she quickly strives to gather it however; it's not fast enough for a guard. He strides forth and wrenches her up by her hair. The young vixen pleads, begging not to be killed or raped.

"Shut up, you stupid bitch!" as the guard pulls his belt knife, only to draw attention to the current situation. As for the two other guards that come to see the soon to be carnage, Amy silently watches but keeps her stride. And laughter is followed by cries of pain as the guard slowly presses the tip of the knife into the top of her sternum gingerly dragging it down cutting both her work dress and her skin, letting the scraping sensation sink into the bone. Slowly a stream of blood trickles down the sharpened edge of the combat knife.

The vixen slaps away the blade and claws him, yet before the others can react, he holds out his hand for them to pause. He smiles an evil grin and twists his right arm only to break, dislocate and pin her left arm. Once again, she screams and sobs, letting her pain and distress be know to those around her. His hand, with blade in tow once again cuts into fabric and flesh freeing her breasts of the flimsy material. She starts to drift off, pain becoming unbearable unfortunately not enough to let her pass out.

Guard 1: "Hey Eric, you're about to lose her..."

Guard 2: "Yeah, there're no fun if they aren't awake to scream..."

Guard Eric: "Tom, do you still have your Tabasco Sauce on you? I want my meat to have some spice."

Guard Tom: "That's carnal dude...." Hands over the bottle anyways.

Guard 1: "Shouldn't you savor it first?"

Guard Eric: "All in good time Will, all in good time..."

Eric holds the bloody knife in his teeth and pulls out a syringe only to thrust it into her leg injecting 100cc's of Adrenaline, forcing her to become fully awake and aware of her surroundings. Grabbing the blade once again he make small cuts on and around both her nipples and her genital region, afterwards he throws the knife to the ground burying it in the tough ground. Realizing her fate, she screams and struggles to get free, grinding the burning liquid into the cuts and fur. As he pours, he digs his knee into the kidney's forcing her to stop.

"Now for the fun." Eric says as he drops his pants, closer and closer he readies himself to penetrate. Only a split second remains as she moves with lightning reflexes and already strained resources, she pulls the knife from the ground and stabs it straight down the length the offending object following through with a slice to his inner thighs. Then she cuts off his balls shoving them down his gaping mouth, only to bury the knife pointing inward just under the fourth rib on the left side. With his blood, spraying everywhere his dying body collapses pinning her to the ground. In all of that action not even the sounds of industry is heard above the resounding thud as both body's crash to the ground. The guards react as Amy looks over; Tom levels his pistol at a now horrified and severely injured fox.

Guard Tom: "You fucking whore! You're gonna pay for that!"

Amy: "Hold. There may be something more profitable then blowing her brains all over the quarry floor..." Meanwhile she still keeps her pace.

Guard Will: "Wait, this sound interesting." He places his hand in front of the gun.

Guard Tom: "Fine, she has five minutes..."

Guard Will: "You have five minutes..."

"What are you to gain from killing her? Vengeance, perhaps? If you leave her be to suffer from her wounds, yet live to continue to work and you wont be punished for dropping the amount of workers that can work the stone here. And after she has healed, you can screw her then and she may be willing at that point. Besides she's high on adrenaline, if he misses and she berserks you risk a revolt and if you survive, that's if your friends somehow contain it all it would be your dick on the chopping block not ours cause we'd be dead by then. Besides, if you let her live I'll tell you who is still a virgin in this hell hole... but she has to survive the injuries...." Amy finishes with an ominous threat yet unspoken.

Guard Will: "Well aren't we intelligent. Miss, you have your self a deal, I'll let you have time off to help her recover. But if you should cross me... I'll take both of you. Rip out your teeth, cut off your legs and arms and then have you chained to the bathroom stall in the prison to suffer as an overused doll... And I WILL remember today, it would be best if you didn't forget either...."

Guard Tom: "He wasted my Tabasco anyways."

They both walk off leaving the quarry workers to clean up the mess...