Karter's story: Chapter 3. The whereabouts of happiness
Chapter 3 of Karter's story enjoy
Karter's story: by NikoTehWolf
K arter woke up one morning to the loud crashing sound of what could be described as metal smashing onto the hard floor. Shaken abruptly woken from his nap. The hell hound pup grumbled annoyed.
Having less then 5 hours of sleep from freezing outside in harsh weathers, his only options was to find abandoned houses or apartment buildings whenever he's foster mom wasn't home or able to give the pup a place to stay.. This was normal for him since he was already used to living on the streets.
"Another one of those days huh." Karter says to himself while letting out a soft yawn as newspapers were crunched up underneath him used as a makeshift mattress to sleep on.
Now having not eaten either properly and that sadly because of all the tampering and experiments he went through growing up in a science lab/facility the pup was limited to food consumption, which now was Flesh and blood. Artifical souls were implanted mixed with other chemicals to profuse his demonic genes.
Hearing his stomach grumbling loudly would cause him to whimper a bit. "Man I'm starving.." he mutters while walking outside of the run down house which he's been staying in for the past few weeks until getting the word from Sh4dow that there was room for him to spend the night there.
As the pup walked down the streets on the sunny morning, Karter noticed more families and couples out then usual which upset the pup. Karter never really felt that type of a family before and his adopted big brother was mostly busy with work...
"Lucky kids.." he looked away letting out a soft sigh as his happiness slowly was draining away. "What is happiness." The pup asked himself curiously, the fact that he never knew what it was had impacted the hell hound hybrid to an extent where his own dark split persona would tell him that happiness is in the darkest ways.. which was not true but due to corruption and the false reality he was born inside of a Lab wasn't settling with the pup very well... He wanted to find happiness and fast.. That wasn't until Karter had met a strange friend. A black mixed with with striped tabby cat his name Scott and he shown a great liking in Karter, Slowly gaining the hell hound hybrids trust..
However Karter didn't know that Scott was a paid bounty hunter like mercenary that either the scientists back at the Manitoba Experiement and researce facility labs we're now trying anything possible to get closer to Project 9... (Karter)
Several days later when Karter and Scott had met, or so that's what the black with white stripped tabby called himself.. which was falsely lying to attempt to assassinate the pup to finish his bounty,
His plan was to completely trap him inside the woods, with Karter unarmed and a good 20 other guys attempting to take him down The hell hound pup had then completely lost trust with him and so called friendship... His demonic split persona murdering all the bounty hunter hit man that were suppose to kill Karter had been mutilated and brutally killed. When the pup awoke his entire body was stained and soaked in gore... Now as the days passed as he still was being followed and hunted.. "When will it ever end? until I die or return to that accursed lab? well no I'd rather fight to stay alive then being experimented on." Those thoughts were the most important on staying alive, his split evil persona was his own Determination... (To be continued)