{"sf1_id":7753,"sf2_id":"qmywozP1","title":"Awakening Will: Transmission #01","author":"Wolf_ODonnell","words":6677,"posted_at":"2005-11-03T22:42:00.000Z","tags":["Action","Adventure","Anal","Canine","Fox","Gay","M/M","Plot Development","Post-Apocalyptic","Sci-Fi","Violence (Not In Yiff)","Yiffy"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/7753-awakening-will-transmission-01","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/qmywozP1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/83/70/8370c5d4-078a-45fe-8e80-9eccf204e56c","description":"In a post-apocalypse world, Humanoids fight for their freedom against the tyranny of Neo Eden.","content":"**Awakening Will:  \n  \n Transmission #01**  \n    \n  \n =============\n\n  \n\nThis story is copyrighted by Wolf O'Donnell.  \n Unfortunately, my name is probably copyrighted by Nintendo Ltd.  \n Yeah, it sucks being copyrighted. Mamoru, Tredici Elpizo, Colbor  \n the fox, Hayden the Panther, Rudi Wadsworth the Alsatian and Rekku  \n the winged horse are my characters. Please don't use them  \n without my permission, because I want you to get their  \n personalities right if you have to use them. The names of the four  \n factions (and the four Praetoriani) were borrowed from the Megaman  \n Zero Series.\n\n  \n\nRedistribution is not allowed without permission. E-mail me  \n first if you want to place it on your site. Also, yes, this story  \n contains instances of graphic violence, graphic homosexual sex and  \n graphic use of British-English spelling and grammar. Oh, and for  \n obvious reasons, no one under 18 (or 21, depending on where you  \n live) should read this story.\n\n* * *\n  \n\nThere was only one person within the white room, silent save  \n for the huge roaring of the ventilation system that kept the  \n microbiological cabinet sterile. This person was the only living  \n being there, if you did not count the mammalian cells he was  \n growing in plates.\n\n  \n\nThe red-head reached out with a gloved hand for a squeezy  \n bottle and doused a nearby bottle standing on a piece of tissue  \n paper with 70% ethanol. He rubbed the bottle with the paper calmly  \n to dry it off and then quickly put it into the cabinet, past the  \n huge column of air that prevented germs from entering the cabinet.\n\n  \n\nEverything had to be as sterile as possible for work with his  \n cells. All pipette tips had to be autoclaved, that is, steam  \n sterilised. Things to be introduced into the cabinet had to be  \n washed with ethanol. Pipette tips couldn't touch bottles. Gloves  \n had to be washed with ethanol. All rubbish had to be thrown away  \n into bins for incineration or for autoclaving.\n\n  \n\nThere was a stillness in the room. He was the only one inside.  \n There was nothing else for company, save for the cells growing on  \n the plastic and covered in red growth medium. Well, it used to be  \n red, but the cells had used up the nutrients and the liquid had  \n turned yellow.\n\n  \n\nWhich was why he was replacing it. He had already removed the  \n old medium with a vacuum pump, disposed of the glass tip. The  \n red-head unloosened the cap of the medium bottle and then grabbed  \n a plastic, disposable pipette and removed its plastic casing,  \n peeling it backwards like a banana.\n\n  \n\nMechanically, without thought, he stuck one end into an  \n electric pipetting device and peeled off the rest of the plastic  \n cover. He reached out with one gloved hand, took the bottle cap  \n off, put the pipette in and drew off ten cubic centimetres of  \n medium.\n\n  \n\nThere was a knock on the door and the red-head turned round.\n\n  \n\nIt opened and a long-haired male, his hair tied back into a  \n ponytail, peered in.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ray, you've got to stop what you're doing,\" he told the  \n red-head. \"There's going to be a power cut in ten minutes.\"  \n\n\"Power cut? Why?\" asked the red-head.\n\n  \n\n\"No idea,\" replied the long-haired male. \"Just stop what  \n you're doing and clean up.\"\n\n  \n\nRay nodded.  \n  \n \"Okay, Jason,\" he agreed with a nod of his head. He quickly  \n screwed the bottle caps back on and put the lids back on plates.  \n \"Help me put the bottles away, would you?\" he asked Jason, as  \n he took them out of the cabinet.\n\n  \n\n\"Right,\" agreed Jason with a nod of his head.\n\n  \n\nAs his friend took the bottles away, he quickly put the culture  \n plates in the incubator opposite and shut the door. He switched  \n the microbiological cabinet off and then took off his lab coat,  \n which was not to be worn outside of the tissue culture room.\n\n  \n\nThe inside surface was given a quick wipe with an ethanol  \n soaked cloth and when the suction finally stopped, Ray put a cover  \n back on top of the cabinet's opening, sealing it up. He quickly  \n checked that the incubator was on the emergency power supply  \n circuit with a quick press of a button, removed his lab coat and  \n then walked out into the main lab.\n\n  \n\nPower cuts usually meant power was cut to everything except for  \n essential equipment. Refrigerators, freezers, incubators and the  \n cold storage room. This equipment had to be kept online. Some of  \n the cold storage rooms held rather unstable products, some  \n contained dangerous products.\n\n  \n\nAn alarm was sounding outside in the corridor that separated  \n the laboratories from their corresponding office areas. It was  \n warning the employees that a power cut was imminent and all  \n around, people were rushing to check that equipment was properly  \n switched off and that the essential equipment was connected  \n properly to the emergency power supply.\n\n  \n\nRay knew that it was his job to stay behind after the blackout,  \n to check that the essential equipment was running properly once it  \n was on emergency power. The other staff would have long since  \n left.\n\n  \n\nPower cuts were a regular event. There was a limited supply of  \n power. Pre-warned outages were a blessing, compared to the ones  \n caused by enemy attacks on their power plants. They were at war,  \n after all. Perhaps power was being diverted to more essential  \n facilities within the city. Power was precious after all, and it  \n couldn't be wasted.\n\n  \n\nAll around him, scientists were rushing to check things. Lights  \n on the far ends of the laboratory were being switched off, the  \n scientists having finished their checks. It wouldn't be long  \n before he was left all alone in the darkness, with a few  \n supervisors as company.\n\n  \n\nThere was a muffled rumbling noise and the entire floor shook.  \n Bottles shook. Some fell of their benches to crash onto the floor.\n\n  \n\nRay nearly lost his balance completely. The lights flickered  \n violently in their last death throes, then they died and Ray found  \n himself plunged into darkness, a thick darkness that seemed as  \n solid as stone itself.\n\n  \n\nWhat was going on?\n\n  \n\nA hand suddenly grabbed Ray.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Quick, we've got to get out of here,\" said a voice that  \n sounded rather familiar to Ray. \"The prototypes have escaped.\"  \n\n\"Jason?\" exclaimed Ray in surprise.\n\n  \n\n\"Come on, we've got no time to lose,\" protested Jason  \n sternly, as he tugged at Ray.\n\n  \n\n\"I don't understand,\" protested Ray, as he followed Jason  \n reluctantly through the darkened laboratory. \"What are the  \n prototypes?\" He wanted to know exactly what he was up against,  \n as he ran out of the laboratory and into the single corridor that  \n ran in a west-east direction.\n\n  \n\n\"Doesn't matter,\" was Jason's reply. \"The Zan'ei  \n Army will raze this place to the ground.\"\n\n  \n\nIt was then that Ray understood what had happened. Some  \n accident must have occurred when shutting down the power. It must  \n have unleashed some of the biological experiments in the basement.  \n The prototype may have been a new strain of E-Virus the scientists  \n were studying. It may have been some new creature.\n\n  \n\nWhatever it was, it was probably a Grade 4 biological threat,  \n defined as a threat that was untreatable and uncurable. Ray could  \n still remember hearing the news about the hospital lab where a  \n grade 4 outbreak occurred. The Zan'ei Army destroyed the place,  \n with everyone inside it. Better to be safe than sorry.\n\n  \n\nWithout warning, the sprinklers started, dousing the corridors,  \n drenching everything.\n\n  \n\nIn the wet darkness, there were screams. There was the sound of  \n footsteps pounding through the corridor. The mass of people rushed  \n towards the emergency exit, bursting through the doors into the  \n cold, unpainted concrete stairwell, lit dimly by emergency lights.\n\n  \n\nThere were screams from down below in the lower basement  \n levels. They echoed through the corridor, reverberating around  \n them, so loud that it seemed as if they came from within their  \n heads. Blood curdling scream made their hearts race with fear and  \n their minds go numb in dread anticipation.\n\n  \n\nSuddenly, Ray stumbled. He slipped on the wet floor, made damp  \n by the drippings of several wet people. No one cared. No one  \n stopped. As Ray fell, people past him. The last he saw, as he fell  \n on to the sharp steps were the feet of several frightened people  \n rushing past him.\n\n  \n\n=============\n\n  \n\nGenerations ago, an earthquake  \n within the Yellowstone National Park triggered an eruption of  \n titanic proportions. Several cubic kilometres of ash were spewed  \n into the atmosphere, desolating over 90% of the United States. The  \n ensuing eruption ejected vast quantities of sulphur dioxide high  \n into the Earth's atmosphere, where it couldn't be removed  \n through precipitation.\n\n  \n\nTemperatures dropped as the sulphur  \n dioxide absorbed the heat from the Sun's rays. The life giving  \n Monsoons failed to come. Crops failed all over the equator and the  \n tropical climates. In the temperate zones, temperatures dropped to  \n -20ºC (-4ºF).\n\n  \n\nIt was not just the humans that  \n started to die off, but also many different species, both animal  \n and plant. Food became scarce. Oil prices rocketed sky high from  \n the sheer demand for heat. Medicine prices rose. The cost of  \n plastics rose. Fertiliser prices rose. Food prices rose. All  \n products linked to the use of oil increased in cost.\n\n  \n\nA war was fought to seize control of  \n the oil lands. Chaos ensued and the decline in life and fuel  \n worsened. Democracy died as emergency powers were granted to  \n leaders and cities and towns were placed under martial law. People  \n died fighting for the precious oil that would save them, for the  \n oil that would make their medicines, the fertilisers needed for  \n what little land they could use to grow crops and the heat to keep  \n them warm and to keep their greenhouses warm.\n\n  \n\nIn the end, the human population  \n ended up separated into four warring factions, Jin'en, Makei,  \n Rekku and Zan'ei. The fighting was intense and many people died.  \n Many species went extinct in the fighting and the human population  \n dwindled.\n\n  \n\nTwo corporations rose to prominence.  \n Parasol Pharmaceuticals grew rich from the sale of medical  \n supplies. EVA grew rich from the sale of arms. These two  \n corporations formed the Rachaelis Trust and bought up the other  \n companies. They became a neutral force, supplying medicines and  \n arms to all four sides, but their neutrality could not last long.\n\n  \n\nThe war abruptly ended when a  \n scientist working for Parasol created a highly mutagenic agent,  \n the E-Virus. He unleashed it on the population of Zan'ei. There  \n were a huge number of different strains of E-Virus, each imbued  \n with the genes of those animals and plants that had been wiped  \n out. Each viral particle was linked to a nanobot that regulated  \n the virus' activities. The robotic part of the E-Virus helped  \n maintain the mutation rate of those that were infected to prevent  \n fatal mutations and cancers from developing. Those people infected  \n with the E-Virus were effectively turned into half-human, half  \n animal mutants.\n\n  \n\nThese people were called Humanoids.  \n They were imbued with the characteristics of those animals that  \n had died as a result of Yellowstone and the Oil Wars. They were  \n stronger than humans. Some were faster than humans. Others could  \n survive in water without drowning. The Humanoids were far more  \n powerful than humans and far better at surviving in the new world  \n than the humans.\n\n  \n\nBut Dr. Wai was an unscrupulous  \n person. After doing their work, the nanobot-part of the E-Virus  \n relegated to the brains of the Humanoids and effectively formed  \n mind control devices that made them all subservient to the E-Virus'  \n creator, Dr. Wai.\n\n  \n\nUsing the humanoids, Wai seized  \n control of the Parasol Corporation and then the faction of Zan'ei.  \n He renamed himself Mamoru and waged war against the rest of  \n humanity, and as a result, this period became known as the  \n Humanoid Wars.\n\n  \n\nThe three remaining factions had to  \n join forces in order to survive. With Mamoru threatening even the  \n EVA Organisation and the Rachaelis Trust, these organisations  \n remained impartial no more. Together, the humans built the City of  \n Neo Eden, the last fortification against Mamoru's humanoids,  \n with the help of the EVA Organisation and the Rachaelis Trust.\n\n  \n\nThey united and with the expertise  \n of EVA, the humans found a way to destroy the E-Virus that  \n remained in the mind of those infected Humanoids. In essence, they  \n released the humanoids and gathered as many as possible to their  \n cause, to help fight against Mamoru.\n\n  \n\nThe humans pitted humanoids against  \n humanoids. Mamoru's Army was beaten back to the Parasol  \n Headquarters. Though his forces fought back, they were defeated  \n and Mamoru was executed the day after. The Humanoid Wars ended.\n\n  \n\nWith EVA and the Rachaelis Trust in  \n control, all humans were relocated to Neo Eden. It was a paradise  \n in the middle of a cold tundra. Humanity and humanoids worked  \n together to reinforce the great glass dome that protected the City  \n from the cold. After so much war, peace returned and the people  \n lived together in harmony.\n\n  \n\nHowever, this utopia was soon to  \n become a nightmarish dystopia for the humanoids. Fearful of the  \n humanoids going berserk, the Neo Edenite Government accused and  \n arrested them without trial, many for trivial reasons and many for  \n no reason at all. All the humanoids lived in fear of the  \n Government that was supposed to protect them.\n\n  \n\nMany humanoids fled Neo Eden and  \n were forced to seek safety in a devastated city, which they  \n renamed Furcadia. To stay alive, they mined it for its limited  \n stores of energy for their own use.\n\n  \n\nYet their supplies were dwindling  \n and the EVA Troops were closing in on the fugitive humanoids. The  \n humanoids would all die if something was not done quickly. One way  \n or another, the humanoids would die, either from starvation, the  \n cold or the Government.\n\n  \n\nIf something was not done, they  \n would perish, young and old alike.\n\n  \n\n=============\n\n  \n\nThe anthropomorphic fox sliced through the Simia with one slash  \n of his flaming sword. He rushed past it, the two bloody halves  \n falling apart and crashing to the ground behind him in a bloody  \n mess. The others aimed their right arms at the Humanoid fox, with  \n what looked like machine guns attached to them, and would have  \n opened fire, had the fox not slashed them in half first.\n\n  \n\nBlood stained his green battle fatigues and the white fingers  \n of his black gloves. It was no easy task slicing through the  \n Simiae, biological robots made to resemble monkeys. Yet what else  \n could he do? These creatures had no real mind of their own. All  \n they did was follow orders slavishly, without a thought of their  \n own, without even a regard for their own well-being. They were  \n robots made from flesh - nothing more, nothing less.\n\n  \n\nWind buffeted him, as he stood on top of the carriage as the  \n train sped through the frozen wasteland towards Neo Eden. His  \n short fur ruffled backwards, his eyes narrowed against the  \n speeding snowflakes. He ran across the slippery metallic surface  \n as EVA's Simiae started to climb up onto the surface after him.\n\n  \n\nThere were an assortment types. There were the normal types,  \n with a machine-gun like right arm that fired bullets, known as the  \n S.Gun units. There were the Simiae with electrified batons for  \n right arms, known as the S.Baton units. Some had whips that came  \n out from the back of their hand, known as S.Whip units. Others had  \n shields and insanely huge, muscular left arms, known as the  \n S.Berserker units.\n\n  \n\nA fierce battle cry escaped the fox's muzzle, before he  \n rushed at various Simiae units. He saw the S.Gun units open fire,  \n spraying bullets into the air. The fiery sword was spun in the air  \n and turned into a circular shield that absorbed all the bullet  \n shots. He flung the shield through the air, its fiery edge  \n spinning round like some kind of deadly Frisbee.\n\n  \n\nS.Gun units were sliced into halves. It curved back through the  \n air and he caught it. The spinning slowed down and the shield  \n became a fiery sword again.\n\n  \n\nS.Whips and S.Batons rushed towards the fox.\n\n  \n\nThe Humanoid fox rushed at the oncoming Simiae. He leapt out of  \n the way of whips and swinging batons. Try as the Simiae could,  \n they could not touch him. He sliced them in half without a feeling  \n or thought for them. A part of him was tempted to destroy them  \n completely, for he knew that EVA would just recover the brutal  \n remains of the Simiae and recycle them, cloning new Simiae from  \n the corpses of the old.\n\n  \n\nThere was a huge crash, as of metal being struck violently. The  \n metallic surface in front of him dented. Another crash and a huge  \n grey hand reached up, grabbed him and pulled him under into the  \n hole.\n\n  \n\nBefore he even knew what was happening, he was flung through  \n the air to crash into a pile of wooden crates.\n\n  \n\nNeo Eden was a refuge for life. Humans had no choice but to  \n live in the City of Neo Eden under the rule of Commander Tredici  \n Elpizo, Head of the EVA Organisation. Still, the humans would have  \n it no other way. The great glass dome kept heat in, amplified what  \n little light the City received and warmed the population. They  \n thrived in Neo Eden. It was a paradise for them, compared to the  \n brutal wilderness outside of the glass dome. It was the Humanoids  \n that maintained this paradise, doing the jobs that no human could  \n do or wanted to do. Humanoids were the slaves that kept Neo Eden  \n running, that worked in the factories, that worked in the sewers,  \n in menial tasks, with less food and drink than the humans, with  \n less leisure time and with no hope of ever having the same rights  \n as humans.\n\n  \n\nThe fox looked up and saw a huge monstrous being that looked  \n like a giant boar; it had to crouch inside the carriage and took  \n up its entire width. It was one of the Titans that he had heard so  \n much about, huge monstrous biological robots made from flesh and  \n designed to do nothing but obey human orders. The Titan was  \n another one of Neo Eden's slaves, a bio-machine meant to  \n maintain order, to keep the Humanoids oppressed. He had to destroy  \n it.\n\n  \n\nThe Titan roared and flung a fist at the fox with surprising  \n speed. It missed, the huge fist smashing into the crates, sending  \n splinters of wood flying into the air. Another huge hand reached  \n out to grab the fox again, but it missed.\n\n  \n\nA fiery blade slashed out at the Titan's hand, but didn't  \n even do anything to singe its thick hide. The fox was suddenly  \n smashed backwards by a huge fist that would have killed him  \n outright, had he not leapt backwards to decrease the momentum of  \n the blow.\n\n  \n\nOnce more, the fox was flung backwards to crash into a huge  \n pile of splinters left over from his last impact. There he lay  \n motionlessly, eyes gazing apparently sightlessly up at the  \n ceiling.\n\n  \n\nSensing that victory was at hand, the Titan reached out with  \n its huge hand.\n\n  \n\nThere was no fox. Only a cheetah remained, wearing the exact  \n same clothes the fox had been wearing moments earlier. He leapt up  \n on to the Titan's hand and sprinted along it at lightning  \n speeds, thrusting his fiery sword at the Titan's eyes.\n\n  \n\nBlood spurted as the fiery blade plunged deep into the mindless  \n Titan. It roared out in agony and thrashed violently, before it  \n convulsed erratically, then wearily and then collapsed into a pile  \n of its own blood.\n\n  \n\nWith one violent jerk, the cheetah pulled out the sword from  \n the Titan's bleeding skull. He sighed, as he looked at the  \n creature. It was a shame to have to kill it, but it was a mindless  \n abomination, with no feeling and no thoughts of its own. There  \n really was hardly any difference between it and a robot of the  \n more traditional sense. Like the Simiae, killing it was no more  \n unethical than smashing a computer to bits.\n\n  \n\nThe fox looked around him. One exit was blocked with the  \n carcass of the dead Titan. The other was blocked with the ruins of  \n what once had been crates carrying weapons. He looked up. The  \n easiest way was up, but he couldn't jump that high in his  \n current form. He tried to remember what other DNA he had captured  \n for use on the mission, and whether a kangaroo was amongst them.\n\n  \n\nYes, he had obtained the DNA of a kangaroo from the other  \n Furcadians. So he used the DNA to morph into the form of a  \n kangaroo and leapt up through the hole in the ceiling.\n\n  \n\nThe former-fox, now kangaroo, landed outside on the top of the  \n metallic carriage, bending his knees as he landed to soften the  \n impact. He looked around him, as he crouched on the metallic  \n surface of the carriage. There didn't seem to be any EVA  \n soldiers around. Had he dispatched them all? Was that why they had  \n sent a prototype against him?\n\n  \n\nWell, whatever the case was, he had succeeded in his mission.  \n The Titan was dead. Neo Eden would not be able to generate more of  \n them for quite some time.\n\n  \n\nWithout warning, a hoof suddenly collided with his face and  \n sent him flying backwards.\n\n  \n\n\"Did you really think you could get away with this?\" asked  \n the winged horse, as he glared down at the kangaroo. \"We are EVA  \n Soldiers, traitor. We are the elite of the elite, the cream of the  \n cream. You can't possibly expect to get one over on us, do you?\"\n\n  \n\nIt was gradual, but the kangaroo body began to change. His fur  \n became redder, with a patch of white running down from the bottom  \n of his muzzle down his neck and his chest, his ears becoming  \n smaller and more pointed, his tail becoming smaller and the fur  \n becoming bushier until it fleshed out into a brush. The kangaroo  \n changed back into a fox.\n\n  \n\nGreen armour covered the body of the horse and on it was the  \n symbol of Neo Eden, the silhouette of a tree with a capital 'A'  \n within its trunk and a capital Omega within the boughs and leaves.  \n His mane was long and his fur a mottled grey, his wings pure  \n white.\n\n  \n\n\"I didn't expect you to be a New Generation Humanoid,\"  \n stated the winged horse calmly. \"How did you Furcadians get the  \n technology?\" He received no reply from the fox and he had  \n expected that as much. \"Well, if you won't talk, I guess I'll  \n have to beat the information right out of you.\" He drew two  \n electrified swords, brandishing them menacingly. \"When will you  \n Humanoids learn that you cannot rebel against Neo Eden?\"\n\n  \n\nA sly smirk spread across the fox's muzzle, as he looked at  \n the winged horse.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm sorry, but I never learn anything that isn't true,\"  \n he retorted.  \n\n\"Then prepare for your death at the hands of Rekku, one of  \n the Praetoriani of Commander Elpizo,\" called out the winged  \n horse sternly. He snorted disdainfully, before saying, \"You  \n shall repent and atone for your sins, humanoid. I'll teach you  \n to rebel against Neo Eden. En garde!\"\n\n  \n\nThe Praetoriani flapped his pure white wings and hovered into  \n the air, before diving down at the fox, thrusting out with one of  \n his electrified blades. He missed as the fox ducked out of the  \n way, but as he flew past, he kicked out with his powerful hooves.\n\n  \n\nA yelp escaped the fox's muzzle, as he was kicked forwards.  \n He crashed on to the metallic floor with a heavy thud. His body  \n ached as if he had been hit full on by a speeding train. If it  \n hadn't been for the armour, he was sure the equine's kick  \n would have broken his spine.\n\n  \n\nThe fox spun round, narrowly avoiding a hoof that would have  \n smashed into his back again. As he spun round, he lashed out at  \n the Praetoriani leg and drew blood from the equine leg. He leapt  \n back up on to his feet and then parried an attack from one of the  \n electrified swords, only to have to duck underneath the blade of  \n Rekku's second sword.\n\n  \n\nHe leapt away from Rekku, the blade of his fiery sword sliding  \n away from that of Rekku's weapon.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm sorry,\" apologised the fox with a sly smile on his  \n furry face, \"I'd love to stay, but I've got friends waiting  \n for me.\" The fox whirled round and then stopped.  \n\nIt was clear to Rekku that the fox was going to leap off the  \n edge of the train, but there was no ground left. The train was  \n passing over a huge canyon with only the tracks beneath it to keep  \n it up.\n\n  \n\n\"You have nowhere to go, traitor!\" cried Rekku sternly.\n\n  \n\nThe red-armoured fox turned his head round to face Rekku.  \n  \n \"That's what you think,\" he retorted. He then leapt off the  \n edge of the train.\n\n  \n\nSeeing this, Rekku rushed towards the edge and leapt off after  \n the fox and spread his feathered wings wide. He swooped away from  \n the edge and... Rekku cursed angrily, as he beat his wings and  \n turned in the air until he was upright. The winged horse looked  \n around him. He could see no sign of the fox.\n\n  \n\n\"So that's the one they call Colbor,\" grunted the horse.  \n \"We will meet again. You can count on it. In the name of all  \n Humanity, I swear you will die at my hands.\"\n\n  \n\n=============\n\n  \n\nColbor was the name they had found on the label of the large  \n tube they found him cryogenically frozen in. When they had  \n unfrozen him, he had found himself in a strange world, a frozen  \n world that seemed like some bizarre nightmare.\n\n  \n\nMemories were absent. The humanoid didn't even know his own  \n name and had to adopt the name that was found on the label of the  \n cryotube he was found in.\n\n  \n\nThe fox sighed, as he took his helmet off. He wished he knew  \n more about his past, why he was found in the lab and why he was  \n the only one there. Had he always been this strange Humanoid,  \n capable of transforming into the shape of any creature that he  \n gained DNA from? Was he always a shape-shifter, or had he been  \n turned into one by the scientists that used to work in that lab?  \n Had he been created from scratch within that lab; was that why he  \n had no memories?\n\n  \n\nMaybe he was like the turtles of the ancient era, before the  \n Yellowstone Incident. Perhaps he was hundreds of years old, kept  \n young through cryogenics. Was he ancient, a relic of the past, an  \n artefact of times when the Earth was warmer and when there was  \n more life?\n\n  \n\nHelmet under arm, Colbor walked through the ruins of what had  \n once been a thriving human city. He walked underneath broken  \n streetlamps, their glass long since shattered and their wires  \n corroded or salvaged. The fox walked past abandoned buildings,  \n cracked, with broken windows, turned into lookout posts by the  \n Furcadians.\n\n  \n\nHe walked into an abandoned building and was suddenly grabbed  \n from behind.\n\n  \n\n\"Don't move!\" barked a voice from just behind his ear.  \n \"Identify yourself!\"\n\n  \n\n\"Oh come on, guys!\" protested Colbor angrily. \"Didn't  \n you smell me coming? I was approaching from downwind.\"\n\n  \n\nThe fox's captor growled.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah, we smelt you, we were just fooling you,\" said the  \n foxhound, before giving the fox a gentle lick on the ear.  \n\n\"So how'd it go?\" asked the other sentry, a big Alsatian.\n\n  \n\n\"You know I can't talk about my missions, guys,\"  \n protested Colbor, as he relaxed in the Doberman's grip.\n\n  \n\n\"Yeah, I know,\" said the Alsatian dejectedly, as he kicked  \n a small piece of plaster away from him. \"It's just, well, you  \n know how boring sentry duty can get. EVA Troops hardly ever come  \n here.\"\n\n  \n\nThe foxhound found himself nibbling gently on Colbor's ear.  \n  \n \"So, when are we going to get to donate our DNA for your next  \n mission?\" asked the foxhound curiously, as he reached round and  \n stroked the underside of Colbor's muzzle. \"Well, foxy? We've  \n been dying for a chance to 'donate'.\"\n\n  \n\nColbor grabbed the foxhound's arm and then in one smooth  \n movement, threw him over his shoulder and on to the ground. He  \n then knelt down on top of the foxhound.  \n  \n \"I'm sorry, guys, but I've already got a keen sense of  \n smell,\" he told them. \"Maybe when I get a mission that calls  \n for being disguised as a foxhound?\"\n\n  \n\n\"That's what you always say,\" protested the Alsatian.\n\n  \n\n\"And why do you always have to be such a spoilsport?\"  \n whined the foxhound. \"I was enjoying myself.\"\n\n  \n\n\"Hey, I've got to give my report,\" explained Colbor with  \n a shrugging gesture. \"Besides, maybe I wouldn't slam you into  \n the ground if you stopped being such a perv'.\" He laughed, as  \n did the Alsatian. \"Well, I gotta get going,\" he said, as he  \n got up off the foxhound. \"Hayden's waiting for me.\" Colbor  \n then extended a hand out to the foxhound.\n\n  \n\nThe foxhound refused it.\n\n  \n\nThe Alsatian laughed.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Aw, don't mind him, Colbor,\" he told the fox. \"He's  \n just upset 'coz he didn't get to yiff his mate last night. You  \n go ahead and tell Hayden how your mission went.\"  \n\n\"'kay then,\" said Colbor, as he walked over to the hole  \n in the ground. \"I'll see you guys around,\" he said, before  \n he dropped down the hole.\n\n  \n\n\"Damn, what I wouldn't give for a piece of that fox arse,\"  \n sighed the foxhound, as he got back up to his feet.\n\n  \n\nThe Alsatian knew what his friend meant. He had heard about the  \n other humanoids that had given their DNA to the fox for his  \n missions. There were descriptions of a skilled, warm and moist  \n mouth suckling and teasing cocks; of firm buttocks and a tight  \n sphincter that milked your cock dry. It made the Alsatian hot and  \n horny. He longed to feel Colbor go down on him, to tease his cock  \n with that fox tongue, to accept his length and...\n\n  \n\nHe felt his buttocks being kneaded, fondled, and massaged from  \n behind. The Alsatian could smell a heavy musk of arousal that was  \n not his own. It had to be that of his sentry partner and he could  \n tell what the foxhound wanted.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah, you take what you want from me, buddy,\" he told the  \n foxhound. \"You need it.\"  \n\nThe foxhound wrapped his arms around the Alsatian from behind  \n and pulled those Alsatian buttocks into his hips, grinding his  \n hard erection into the doggy rear. His hands wandered up and down  \n the Alsatian's chest, stroking against the hardened muscles  \n sensuously. He reached out and nibbled on a furry neck, licking  \n and nipping at the Alsatian neck.\n\n  \n\nHands reached up and scratched the Alsatian underneath the  \n chin, before trailing down and grabbing the zipper. The foxhound  \n slowly unzipped the shirt all the way down to the crotch and  \n reached inside down below the waistband. Fingers wrapped around an  \n already erect length of doggy cock, the leathery pads gripping on  \n sensitive flesh and tracing up and down that hardened, veined  \n length.\n\n  \n\nAlsatian eyes closed, as the length of his shaft was stroked  \n exquisitely by the foxhound. His chest rumbled with pleasure, as  \n he gently thrust forwards and then back against the foxhound's  \n hips.  \n  \n \"Mm, oh yeah,\" gasped the Alsatian, as he felt the other hand  \n trace up and down his furry chest.\n\n  \n\nHe felt his foxhound partner let go of his cock and tug down on  \n his waistband. Trousers were pulled down to expose his erect cock,  \n his sheath and his balls to the frigid air. The Alsatian gasped as  \n the cold air hit him and his exposed shaft. He didn't even hear  \n the foxhound take off his own trousers.\n\n  \n\nThe first he knew of it was when his tail was brushed aside and  \n the tip of something sharp pressed between his butt cheeks.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah, take me,\" exhaled the Alsatian. \"Take all your  \n frustration out on me.\"  \n\n\"I intend to,\" was the reply, before the foxhound slowly  \n pushed his length past those buttocks to touch the tip of his  \n leaking shaft against the Alsatian's anal ring. He traced the  \n ring as best as he could with his thick cock, leaving a trail of  \n pre-cum in its wake. \"Now relax, pup,\" growled the foxhound,  \n before he pushed against the ring.\n\n  \n\nA gasp escaped the Alsatian's muzzle, as he felt his friend's  \n cock pushing against him. His sphincter clenched almost  \n instinctively in response. It didn't matter though. He felt it  \n nudging its way past, as the foxhound pulled the Alsatian's hips  \n closer to his own. The big canine did his best to relax and let  \n the cock slip into him.\n\n  \n\nThe anal ring opened and the Alsatian felt his partner's cock  \n penetrating him, entering into him, the tip pressing past the  \n sphincter and into his warm passage. He let out a deep moan, his  \n cock twitching, as the penis entered him, sliding deeper into his  \n rear. It slid slowly, the tip brushing against the walls of his  \n insides, making him whine with a mixture of longing and pleasure.\n\n  \n\nHe could hear the foxhound growling lustily, with pleasure, as  \n the cock slid deeper into him.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, Eddy, yes!\" he growled lustily, as he bucked his hips  \n backwards. A whimper escaped the Alsatian's muzzle, as he leaned  \n back, his head thrown back and his throat exposed to the foxhound,  \n Eddy, whom nipped and licked at it passionately.  \n\n\"Mm... you're enjoying this, aren't you, Rudi?\" growled  \n the foxhound, as a hand deftly pulled back the Alsatian's furred  \n sheath to expose the expanding knot. He squeezed tight, squeezing  \n a whine out of from the Alsatian. Then with one thrust, his hips  \n smacked against Rudi's furred buttocks.\n\n  \n\nRudi whimpered, as his cock was fondled dextrously by skilled  \n fingers that ran over his exposed flesh as soft as silk. He began  \n to buck, thrusting backwards in time with the foxhound's  \n thrusts, his cock stroking in and out of the tunnel that those  \n fingers made. The foxhound nuzzled him, held him tight, dominated  \n him and leaned in on him, the pleasure and the foxhound's weight  \n making Rudi's legs quiver and start to buckle.\n\n  \n\nHe was pushed down on to his knees by Eddy, without the  \n foxhound cock even leaving his arse. Every thrust made his hips  \n buck forward, his cock sliding through the tunnel made by Eddy's  \n furred fingers. The way his knot rammed against Eddy's fingers  \n with every thrust was almost unbearable. He wanted to tie with  \n something.\n\n  \n\nEddy leaned forward, resting his weight on his mate's back,  \n hunched over, his hips rocking quickly, rhythmically against the  \n foxhound's body. The knot at the base of Eddy's cock swelled and  \n Eddy winced, locking his arms tightly around Rudi's body, ramming  \n his shaft into his mate repeatedly, as fast as he could. He wanted  \n to tie with Rudi, just as he had wanted to ram his knot into  \n Colbor and tie with him.\n\n  \n\nThe foxhound heard Rudi moan in pleasure. He knew the Alsatian  \n enjoyed the sensation of his sex within him. Eddy enjoyed it too.  \n He loved taking Rudi's arse, the slapping of his balls against  \n the Alsatian's twin orbs, the slamming of his hips against Rudi's  \n furry buttocks. He growled with pleasure, as Rudi's arse  \n tightened around his hot shaft. It was almost more than he could  \n take; it was a miracle he had lasted that long.\n\n  \n\nLeaning over, Eddy bit Rudi on the neck as he slammed his knot  \n against the Alsatian's puckered arsehole. He ground it in as  \n hard as he could, wanting to tie with his friend, wanting to unite  \n them. His hand pumped up and down Rudi's cock forcefully, his  \n other hand gripping the Alsatian tightly on his furred haunches,  \n the fingers caressing through Rudi's luxuriant fur.\n\n  \n\nRudi howled as he felt the foxhound knot penetrate him,  \n stretching his anal ring wide. He felt Eddy's teeth clamp down  \n on him, before the foxhound gave a few more forceful, quick, yet  \n restricted thrusts. The foxhound howled through a mouthful of neck  \n fur. Fingers wrapped around his knot and gave a squeeze. Rudi  \n clenched down on Eddy's cock and he felt a spurt of wet, sticky  \n warmth inside him, as an orgasm overcame him and he sprayed his  \n own seed in an arc against his furred belly.\n\n  \n\nEddy growled, licking Rudi's neck lovingly.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mm, I guess you enjoyed yourself too, huh?\" he said, as he  \n raised his sticky cum-covered hand up. He licked Rudi's cum off  \n his fingers, savouring the taste, enjoying the flavour. \"Colbor  \n doesn't know what he's missing, huh, hon'?\"  \n\n\"Hey, guys,\" greeted a Humanoid, as he climbed up the  \n ladder. \"Aw, Jeez! Couldn't you have waited 'til your shift  \n was over?\"\n\n  \n\nRudi turned his head to look back at Eddy. He smiled lovingly  \n at the foxhound and saw the canine smile lovingly back at him. One  \n thing, at least, was clear.  \n  \n \"No, no we couldn't,\" he said.\n\n  \n\n=============\n\n  \n\nHayden looked at the large map carefully, his golden eyes  \n scanning the map calmly, the feline's black furred tail swaying  \n behind him gently as he thought carefully to himself. They didn't  \n have much power left, but the latest raid on a Neo Edenite Fuel  \n Rod Plant had proved successful. There was enough, but only for  \n the short term.\n\n  \n\nHydrogen Fuel Rods could only power their base for so long.  \n Unlike Neo Eden, they couldn't afford to build wind turbines,  \n which would flag up their position to EVA's Forces. Their sole  \n existence depended on Hydrogen Fuel Rods, yet there were only so  \n many they could steal before Neo Eden got wise to their attacks.  \n Raids were already beginning to become more difficult. If the  \n situation continued, the next raid would be a complete disaster.\n\n  \n\nThere was a knock on the door.\n\n  \n\n\"Commander Hayden, Agent Colbor is here to see you,\"  \n announced a voice from outside.\n\n  \n\n\"Please, send him in,\" called out the panther, without even  \n turning round to look towards the door. He continued to look at  \n the map calmly, even as he heard the door open. \"So, Colbor, how  \n did the mission go?\" asked Hayden curiously, as he turned round  \n to face the fox at the last moment.\n\n  \n\nThere was no more blood on Colbor. The battle fatigues he wore  \n were a new pair and his helmet was obviously absent. He just hoped  \n that his other set of clothes would dry before the end of his next  \n mission.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well, I had a run in with one of the Praetoriani,\" came the  \n reply from the fox, \"but the Titan's dead.\"  \n\n\"Praetoriani?\" exclaimed Hayden in surprise. He hadn't  \n expected the Praetoriani to be guarding the convoy. \"Which one?\"  \n he asked curiously. He was sure that it wasn't Makei, the Dragon  \n Humanoid, which left Jin'en, the Phoenix Humanoid; Rekku and Zan'ei,  \n the Tortoise Humanoid.\n\n  \n\n\"Rekku, would you believe,\" was Colbor's reply. \"I  \n always thought he was in charge of the Air Force.\"\n\n  \n\n\"So, did I,\" commented Hayden sternly. \"I wonder what he  \n was doing on that convoy? I would have thought Jin'en or Zan'ei  \n would have been personally taking charge.\" He couldn't  \n understand it. Why Rekku? Why the winged horse, Praetoriani of the  \n West? It made no sense. \"Well, good work anyway, Colbor,\" he  \n said calmly. \"You'll be pleased to know that our raid on the  \n Fuel Rod Plant went well, thanks in part to your distraction.\"  \n He then sighed.\n\n  \n\n\"Is something wrong?\" asked Colbor curiously.\n\n  \n\nHayden turned his back to Colbor, as he turned back round to  \n the map. He gestured for Colbor to join him.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I won't beat around the bush,\" he told the fox. \"We're  \n in a bind. EVA Troops are scouring the wastelands. It will be only  \n a matter of time before they find us. Even if they don't, their  \n securities at the Fuel Rod Plants are getting better. At this  \n rate, we'll run out of energy soon.\"  \n\nWhat with the recent raids on the Recycling Plants, as well,  \n they weren't able to continue. They were rescuing as many  \n Humanoids from the Recycling Plants as possible, saving them from  \n a fate of being mulched into fertiliser. Yet room was scarce and  \n so was their food supplies. Their entire situation was unviable.\n\n  \n\nThey wouldn't last long in their current situation.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}