Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 24.
#24 of Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire
Wolfie Steel. ©
Assassin/Bodyguard for hire. ©
Written by Vinnie Van Daz.
A/N: My continued thanks go to the following list of furs, who were prepared to appear as a character in my humble story.
Wolfie Steel : Vinnie Van Daz ©
Wolverine Steel : Proudfur ©
Linkin Doberman : Linkin Doberman ©
Todd Styles : Flipp_HaVok_13 ©
Commander Michael T Nash : Wolf Pup ©
Matt Bond : kashito91 ©
Hammy: Hammy ©
Loboron: Loboron ©
Douglas Darkfang: Carnifex ©
WARNING!!!!
As this story contains references and scenes of a homosexual nature, if you are not old enough to read such literature in your country, then DON'T. If you are not old enough and read it anyway and get caught, I will deny all knowledge. With that warning given, to the rest of you I say ENJOY!
Chapter 24
Today is the day where, Tony and I help our son Loboron to set up his new room, Tony is in charge of the new clothing department, whilst Loboron and I attend to the technical department in the secret room. We are half way through the set up phase, when I get a call on my cell phone, the caller ID reads, Hammy, so naturally I answer the call.
"Hi Hammy, you kind of caught me at a bad time, as I'm up to my neck in wir......."
I didn't get the chance to finish my sentence, I could hear Hammy sobbing and knew instantly that something was not right.
"Hammy?, what's going on?, why can I hear you crying?".
"Wolfie, back when you were 'sniffs' still a pup, I helped save your life, Wolfern, at that time, you said that if I ever needed you for anything, that all I had got to do was ask, 'sniffs', well now, I'm asking, I need your help, and Wolfie, I advise you not to come alone".
Hammy gave me the address of where to go and then I heard what sounded like someone banging against a door, then the sound of what sounded like a slap, then the phone went dead.
I race out of the secret room, with Loboron in hot pursuit and grab a hold of Tony, pulling him out of the bedroom and towards the stairs. In total fear, Tony digs his claws into my shoulder, this makes me stop and spin round in agony.
"Wolfie, for the love of god, what has gotten into you?".
"Tony, I have just had a disturbing call from Hammy, hun, I'm pretty sure that Hammy is in big trouble, he needs my help, he needs our help, Tony, I owe him my life, it is my intention to help the wolf that took care of myself and Wolverine, I will even pay with my life if I have to".
"But Wolfie, what about Loboron? We can't just up and leave on a rescue mission without considering our sons well being".
"Tony, you don't seem to have grasped the situation fully, Hammy is in trouble, this is not a rescue mission, this is a mission of mercy, and as such will require all of us, You, Me, Wolverine, Nash, Matt, even Todd Styles. So I will drop Loboron off at the main house, and ask Senior Doberman to look after him whilst we are away".
To say that Tony was not happy with this idea, could be considered the understatement of the millennium, but he also knew that there was no way that I was leaving our new son home alone.
"Fine, take your car and pick up Wolverine, and Matt, and tell Mr. Styles to collect Nash and follow on behind us, I will take my car, now go, and hun, it goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway, don't do anything rash or stupid".
Whilst in the car on the way to the main house, Loboron looks at me with questioning eyes.
"Daddy, I'm scared, what are you going to do?".
I look at my son with tears in my eyes and realise that it is time that my son knew exactly what it was that his new parents did for a living.
"Son, you know that I'm Senior Doberman's Bodyguard and Chief of Security, right?, well I'm also an Assassin for hire, in short son, I get paid for killing people".
Loboron's jaw fell open for what seemed like an eternity, before he managed to find his voice again.
"So your getting paid for killing someone now, and I'm going to stay with Uncle Linkin, right dad?"
"The part about you going to stay with Uncle Linkin is correct, but I'm not getting paid for this assassin job, this is in lieu of a debt that I owe a friend, a friend who you will hopefully meet after the job".
I hand my son over to the care of Senior Doberman, then I give my son a kiss goodbye to the forehead, I then leave the main house with Wolverine and Matt following behind me.
Three cars now pull up quarter of a mile from the cabin of Hammy and 87, we continue the rest of the journey by footpaw, making sure to be as quiet and as stealthy as possible, again, Todd Styles remained in his car, with him being a fox of the cloth, I could only ask him to drive Hammy to safety.
We now stop just meters away from the cabin, there is evidence that all inside is not well, broken windows, holes in the wooden walls. Myself and Tony now head towards the front door, whilst Wolverine, Matt and Nash head to the rear door. Through the secret mic and earpiece, I make sure that Wolverine's team is in position, I then begin the countdown from three, as soon as the countdown is finished both teams burst into the property with weapons drawn, the first thing I see is Hammy, badly injured and lying face down on the floor.
Tony calls me into the next room, it appears to be the bedroom, there, cowering in the corner of the room is 87, it seems that he knows that there is only one way that this can end.
"So, 87, we meet again, and I see that you are curled in the corner, like the coward that you are, well fear not my friend, the end for you is nigh, and we will make you suffer, as you have made Hammy suffer".
"Tony, do me a favour, take Matt and Wolverine and see to Hammy, get him to Todd's car, and make sure that Todd takes Hammy straight to the hospital".
"But Wolfie, hun, I'm not leaving you, I know what this guy is capable of, remember?".
I give Tony my look, the look that says 'don't piss me off, or get involved', suddenly, another voice is heard, it is the voice of Commander Nash.
"Tony, please do as Wolfie says, I will make sure that he comes to no harm whilst your gone".
With Nash's assurances, Tony and the rest of the guys help Hammy from the cabin and back towards the waiting car. A look now passes between myself and Nash, we have been close friends for many, many years, so many in fact, that we knew exactly what each other was thinking. Nash and I now raise our weapons and make our way towards 87, we both attach our silencers, I aim my gun, point blank at 87's head, whilst Nash points his gun, also point blank, at 87's balls, the Commander now speaks.
"This is for the beating that you gave me".
Nash pulls his trigger, and a shot is fired and blood and balls get splattered over the wall and floor. 87's blood curdling screams fill the cabin, I now decide to end his life, once and for all.
"And this, you piece of shit, is for, Dale, Mike and Hammy".
I pull my trigger, another shot is fired, 87's brains no join his balls, and are splattered all over the floor and walls. Nash and I begin to head out from the cabin, but I make a detour, I find a candle and place it in the room where 87's dead body now lies, I light the candle, then head into the kitchen, I turn on all the taps on the gas cooker, and then make my exit.
I meet back up with Nash.
"Nash, we may want to get the fuck out of here as fast as is possible my friend".
I know that Nash has trouble running so I lift him up onto my back and carry him to my car, just as we get to the car, there is one almighty explosion, as the now gas filled cabin connects with the candle. I lower Nash to his footpaws, and he heads to get into the passenger side of my car.
"Well Wolfie, he may have been a shape shifter, but I would hate to see what shape he is in now, but there is one thing that I know for certain, No. 87 is now out of our lives for good, for me personally, I can now start to rebuild my life. Now, let's get to the hospital and see how Hammy is".
With that, we both get into the car and head towards the hospital where Todd Styles will have taken him.
Upon our arrival at the hospital, we walk into the waiting area, Wolverine, Matt, Todd and Tony are all sat in the waiting area, I make my way over to Tony.
"Hun, how is Hammy, is there any news?".
"There is news hun, Hammy is going to be fine, he is a little concussed, and has a badly sprained right footpaw, but aside from that, I'd say he got away lightly, though, judging by the blood on your fur and the fur of Nash, I would say that 87 did not fair so well, how close would I be to the truth?".
"Tony, hun, I'm not proud of what Nash and I have just done, but 87 will no longer be bothering us, or Hammy".
Just as I finish my sentence Hammy appears in the waiting area.
"So, I'm guessing that my mate is now my former mate?, I loved him so much, but when he went wild and attacked me, any love that I had for him died, Wolfie, I see blood on both you and your friend Nash, I can only guess at what has befallen my ex-mate, but knowing you Wolfie, it was less than pretty, but I also know that you both suffered greatly at his paws in your first battle, I know that you lost two good friends, indeed, Commander Nash was I believe nearly killed too, so I know that when you heard about 87 attacking me, you both saw red. I would like to assure you both, that I hold no grudge against you, in fact, you have done me a favour, now I would like you to do me another, and take me back to the cabin, I got some cleaning up to do, and some repairs to complete".
"Hammy, I'm pretty sure that the cabin is beyond cleaning and repair, so you are coming back to Doberman Manor with me and the guys, and Hammy, we are not taking no for an answer".
Hammy can see that I mean business, and just sole fully nods his agreement. With that done, we all walk out to our respective vehicles, Hammy, complete with a bag load of pills, gets into the back of my car, and we all head back to Doberman Manor.
We arrive back at the main house, and I help Hammy inside. Upon hearing us enter the house, Loboron comes running up to me, oh how I wish he hadn't, as the first thing he saw, was my fur covered in blood.
"Da.....dad......daddy, don't die please daddy, Senior Doberman, come quick, my daddy is hurt".
I look at our son with sad eyes.
"Loboron, son, don't get upset, the blood that you see on me and Uncle Mike, is not our blood, now son, this injured wolf, is Uncle Hammy, and he will be staying with us for a while, now son, I want you to show Uncle Hammy, the same respect that you show for me, Tony and Uncle Linkin".
I rub Loboron's head fur, and he immediately goes into action by helping his new injured Uncle into the living room and to one of the leather couches, Senior Doberman now makes his entrance.
"Hello Hammy, it's good to see you again, though I see that you have been badly hurt, which probably explains the disappearance of my head bodyguard and driver earlier. And Wolfie, I see from your fur that you and Commander Nash, have seen some action, I want the pair of you upstairs, to shower and change, then when you come back down, we will all go out to eat, today has been a long day for everyone concerned".
The Commander and I head upstairs and to separate rooms, I strip from my clothing and head straight for the shower. I turn on the water and allow it to reach it's temperature, then stand underneath the steady stream.
The images of what took place earlier on today, flooded back into my mind, sure, 87 had deserved the treatment he got from Nash and me, but deep down inside, I still hated myself.
A thought flashes through my mind, 'From this day fourth, I promise you son, you may become a bodyguard like me, but there is no way in hell that you are ever going to become an assassin'.
I finish my shower, dry off and change and head back down to the main room. We all now head into London town, and find a moderately priced restaurant, where we eat and drink the night away, but still in the back of my mind, are the images of the day, and I knew that they would haunt me for a long time to come.