Die Wolfsbrigade
Die Geschichte ist dazu verdammt, sich zu wiederholen, immer und immer wieder. Das ist ein altes Sprichwort, das seit der Antike gilt. Nach Jahrhunderten nahezu ständiger Konflikte und Kriege, in denen kein Land jemals die Zeit hatte, sich vollständig...
Inbreeding
# Chapter 8: Inbreeding _June 10'th 1988 07:15 Hours The Kennel, London, England_ Taking a step back from the door, I readied myself for when the Dog would step in. He simply stood there. At long last the door tentatively opened. ...
Jonathan
Chapter 1: JonathanJune 1, 198817:47 HoursOutside of West Woodburn, Northumberland, North East EnglandI found the boy. He lay still and peaceful, skin having turned blue and begun to bloat. He was face down, floating buck naked in the River...
Examination
# Chapter 12: Examination _August 18'rd 1995 12:15 Hours The Kennel, London, England_ "Forty-Seven." The lady running front desk for the Final Exam never even looked up. He was nothing more to her than just another Dog. She hadn't heard a...
A Private Breeder
# Chapter 5: A Private Breeder _June 9'th 1988 04:30 Hours Somewhere beneath London, England_ I came to slowly, like surfacing from a deep, dark pool. It felt as though someone had stuffed my head with cotton batten, like I was awakening from...
Looking in the Mirror
# Chapter 9: Looking in the Mirror _July 3'rd 1993 21:00 Hours London, England_ I slept in a hotel that evening. The idea of spending a night in the Kennel sickened me. The hotel was not high class. It was, at best, middling, the type of...
Brothers and Sisters
# Chapter 7: Brothers and Sisters _June 9'th 1988 20:45 Hours The Kennel, London, England_ I wasn't sure where he'd found it, but Handler Llyal offered us some day old Chinese takeout. The little paper boxes even had the traditional metal...
Cobblestones and Threadbare Shirts
# Chapter 2: Cobblestones and Threadbare Shirts _June 8'th 1988 02:00 Hours The Kennel, London, England_ For just an instant I hung in the air, two stories above the blacktop. Thousands of razor sharp shards of glass sparkled around me in the...
A Good Old Copper
# Chapter 11: A Good Old Copper _June 11'th 1988 13:00 Hours London, England_ When next I woke my head rested on something soft. I opened my eyes to see the bottom of a muzzle. Sixty was staring off into the distance. "Good Dog," he...
Live, Love, Liftoff
Amanda wasn't sure what looked more striking: the Apollo 11 rocket several miles distant, or the green dragon sitting in the gathering crowd. The rocket won—it was going to the moon, after all—but the dragon drew her curiosity. Those watching the...
Quiet Halls and Softer Footfalls
# Chapter 3: Quiet Halls and Softer Footfalls _July 1'st 1993 14:00 Hours The Kennel, London, England_ My thick leather jacket creaked around me as I stepped off my bike, the soft purr of its engine fading into the omnipresent hum of London...
The Scent of Blood
Chapter 2: The Scent of BloodJune 1, 198822:30 HoursWest Woodburn, Northumberland, North East England I had less than two hours to catch some rest that night. My daily schedule put me down for six hours of sleep split across three different breaks...