Roni, Lyon's Father
#2 of Other Furs
Lyon's Story
He had always been a bully but then that was how he was raised. His family was wealthy and while not as rich as some of the others, it was enough that his own father expected him to one day be the Alpha of their company so he needed to be strong.
He could not expect to succeed if he was a weakling and his father had beat it into him that as a lion he must be strong to survive. If he did not want to be bullied then he needed to bully others. As lions, they are the royalty of the civilized world and to rule meant that they needed to use their strength to dominate the other species.
His father had a rival deer that was a constant thorn in his paw and he needed his son to become worthy to destroy the deer one way or another. The Antler's Conglomerate had been in the weapons industry for years but one Roni learned that a former classmate took over the company and decided to manufacture electronics instead of weapons, he was relieved.
The family company could now dominate the weapons industry and Roni set about trying to secure his family's future. The next steps were to get married and get an heir to follow in his footsteps. Of course not just any female would do but she had to be one of high class. One that would help increase his holding and power.
Eventually a suitable candidate was found and they worked on a family merger to make themselves more powerful. Neither of them loved the other but this was about money and business and nothing to do with love. She was promised to be of good stock and would give birth to a strong power heir... or so we thought.
Roni was in the waiting room pacing as he waited for the nurses to tell him his cub had been born. The ultrasound had shown that the cub was indeed a male and he seemed smaller than the typical male lions born yet the ultrasound showed that he had large paws. This was a good sign to indicate that when he grows up he's going to be a big boy even if he seems like a runt at first.
Roni was indeed looking forward to having both a son to carry on his legacy and one that would tower over the other lions proving the family dominance. Even though the wait was terrible he was in good humor with the way things seemed to be turning out.
"Sir, may I introduce you to your new son." A nurse said as she held a wrapped up bundle. Roni nearly fell over as he rushed to take the cub from her arms. He had a big smile on his face until he removed the wrappings to see a rare white fur cub sleeping soundly in his arms.
"Um nurse, you brought the wrong baby to me." Roni said as all the myrth he had been feeling was gone.
"No, sir. Your wife has given birth to a rare white fur lion." The nurse replied sternly. The look she gave was one of disgust that such a creature could ever be born. The look seemed to imply that Roni and his family deserved to have such a creature born to them.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Roni shouted as he stormed into his wife's room. She was weary from the delivery and looked at him with half closed eyes.
"We were supposed to have a normal son that we could give a strong name like 'Richard' but instead you give birth to a.... White Disaster! Is that it? Was this all to humiliate our family?!" Roni raged as he yelled at her. She looked at him with tears in her eyes but she had no strength to try and fight back.
"No, I never knew such a thing could be born... to us." She whispered.
"Now what am I supposed to do? Kill the only heir I have?" Roni shouted but his wife remained calm as she thought things over carefully.
"Relax honey. We'll keep him for now until a replacement can be obtained, then once you have a proper heir you can get rid of the little vermin." She replied calmly.
"How can I relax when your child is one of those white disaster freaks! I met one while I was in school and he was nothing but trouble. He was a thorn in my paw the whole time. Eventually I got rid of him but is this some kind of curse? Will all my children be like... that thing?!" Roni shouted but his wife continued to ignore him. She had become used to his mood swings
It might not be his fault at all because she had several lovers on the side. She had assumed that he was the father because the child was a lion and none of the others were felines like they were. Maybe the child was born white colored because he was a mix from one of her other lovers. She didn't really care. Hopefully she could get pregnant again and give birth to a normal colored cub and they could be rid of this abomination.
This meant she had to allow her 'husband' to mount her and a mounting toy had more emotion than he did. She would be forced to keep him filling her until she was pregnant again. This also meant mounting alternatives to keep her lovers from interfering just in case they were the reason for the vile abomination she just gave birth to.
A few weeks had passed and his eyes were now fully opened so he could see clearly and he was almost ready to be potty trained. He had yet to learn how to talk but he was learning that something was different about him.
His mother had abandoned him once he was weaned off her and his father becan to hit him for some unknown reason. He would hear his father shouting then the large male lion would ball up his paw into fist and hit him. If he began to cry then the beating would become more intense, so he was learning to cry silently.
One day he was in a play pen that looked like a cage made of wooden poles. He had a nookie, as he heard it called, in his mouth as he sucked on it and he was watching television. A cubs show was playing and the puppet species on it were singing and dancing. He didn't know how to dance and he had limited mobility still so he stood there holding the bars. He would bend his legs trying to dance with the puppets but he looked more like he was trying to jump up and down.
"What are you dancing for?" Roni asked as he walked over and saw how happy his son was. He curled up his paw into a fist and backhanded his son on his mouth. White Disaster fell on his seat with his diaper cushioning him and he began to cry with the nookie in his mouth still. He closed his eyes as tears formed but he looked at his father again in fear and saw the adult lion raise his fist again and he immediately became quiet fearing he was going to be struck again.
"No White Disaster has any right to be happy in this house. I'd have drowned you by now if you weren't my only heir." His father remarked then snarled as he watched the cub's show on the television and stomped his feet as he walked away in disgust.
White Disaster sat on the floor silently as tears dripped down his face. He was afraid to make any sound because his father would return and punch him in the face again. His diaper felt wet but he would not make a sound. Even as he heard the cub's show playing it brought him no joy.
Eventually he worked up the nerve to find one of the servants here and he would stretch out his paws so that they would change his diaper. A couple of the female servants understood him and did not seem to mind but he was afraid of what his father might do to him if he was seen.
Some more time passed and White Disaster had reached a toddler phase. He was finally potty trained and he was talking like the big species do. His clothing was getting small on him because his parents refused to waste money buying him new clothes or toys. One of the servants had brought him a big box of crayons so he could sit quietly watching television and draw.
It was to keep him out of the way as they attempted to do their daily job duties. He clung to the servants to avoid the feeling of being alone. The only times he saw his father were the ones where his father stepped into the room to beat him and tell him how worthless and useless he was.
He would have accidents whenever he saw his father and this made his father smile more as he beat him for being bad. He had accidents while sleeping and the next morning his spank his behind viciously for wetting the bed. He tried being quiet but the pain from being spanked made him cry out uncontrollably. This seemed to make his father happy as he enjoyed listening to him cry uncontrollably.
Lyon would spend most of his time coloring and watching television. He liked a show called Power Fur Rangers because the leader of the team was a brave lion that never did anything wrong or let the bad furs win. He was everything White Disaster wanted to be. Brave, bold, well liked, and a hero.
He would draw pictures of The Power Fur Rangers and cut out the pictures and play with them as if they were action figures. He would pretend that he was Lion The Red Power Fur Ranger. He had an empty shoe box that he found and he kept all his pictures in there. He had a picture that he drew of his mother and father and the three of them stood side by side smiling and being happy.
His father had found the picture and gave him another beating because he did not like the way White Disaster had drawn the family.
"If I was Lion then I'd be brave and wouldn't wet the bed or get beatings from my dad." White Disaster said to the Red Power Fur Ranger paper doll he made. He held it close to his maw and whispered to it.
The more he practiced the better his drawings became and he was very careful with his crayons because they were his only toy. His father had stepped on a few breaking them when he reached out to grab him and give him another beating. White Disaster collected the broken pieces and kept them safe in his crayon box. He was not sure if he would ever get another set of crayons so every one, whether broken or not, was precious to him.
"Honey, I have some good news for us." His wife told Roni one day. She was holding a pregnancy test and the indicator was showing a "+" on it.
"Finally!" Roni exclaimed and he kissed his wife briefly then ran to get rid of the creature living with them. She let out a breath of relief now that she could be mounted by her lovers again. She just needed to be sure the child was born normal and hopefully her shame of a marriage would keep her husband busy and out of her way.
"You piece of shit, where are you?" Roni shouted and he marched into the living room. White Disaster jumped up from coloring and quickly gathered his crayon and pictures and put them in his shoe box to keep them safe.
Roni walked in and saw what his son was doing and he grabbed him by his shirt and threw him against the wall. White Disaster struck it loudly and he let out a soft cry of pain.
"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this day?" Roni said gleefully as he made sure that all the crayons and drawings were in the shoe box. He then sealed the box and dropped it on the floor and stepped on it repeatedly as White Disaster watched helplessly as tears began to form.
"Finally you'll no longer be a thorn in my paw." Roni remarked as he opened the crushed box and reached in and ripped up the pictures and paper dolls. He then broke as many crayons as he could. White Disaster ran over to him begging and pleading for him to stop but Roni punched the cub in his stomach making him fall to the floor. Roni then dumped what was left into a trash bin.
"I could kill you... but after all the suffering you put me through, then that would be too quick." Roni remarked. He took out a red slave collar and attached it to White Disaster's neck. He had trouble moving and his paws felt heavy as he tried to reach up to remove the slave collar. His father had briefly left the room as he stood there powerless to do anything.
His father attached a leash to the front of the collar and punched his former one as the cub begged and pleaded with him.
"That'll be enough outta you!" He screamed at him. White Disaster watched his former father uncurl his claws then he used them like knives to cut away the clothing he was wearing. He was completely striupped down to only his fur as he watched in horror with his eyes filled with tears.
Roni examined his phone and found the location of a slaver that was passing near to their property. He sent out a quick message then pulled on the leash to drag White Disaster to be sold as a slave.
"What's sum-matter kid, you ain't got a name?" A white tiger said to him as he sat in a cage next to the one he had been placed in. When he was first sold the tiger had shown him how to put on the slave lioncloth he was now wearing. He felt a bit of relief to meet another species that was white colored like he was.
"White... Disaster." He whispered. The memories of his former father calling him that then beating him returned and he flinched as if expecting the tiger to reach out and strike him.
"What?" The tiger asked but the look in his eyes told him that the tiger had heard him clearly. He thought about if for a second and if he was no longer gonna live with the former adults he once had, then he was going to name himself after The Red Power Fur Ranger to help him be brave.
"Lion, my name is Lion. My...father." Lyon tried saying.
"Not father, just a former adult. A real father doesn't get rid of his cubs." The tiger corrected him.
"He called me White Disaster but I don't like that name." Lyon said softly. The tiger stretched out his paw and Lyon expected that the tiger was going to beat him. The odd thing was the tiger's paw softly touched his shoulder and pulled him close to the bars. The tiger leaned in close and tried to hug him.
"I had a litter mate that said I was called Tiger because my adults refused to give me a real name. They didn't want to become attached to me so they just called me what I am... Tiger. No matter, Lyon the lion, I am Tyger the tiger and from this moment forth you and I are brothers. Together forever and no matter what happens I will do everything to make sure we're together so neither of us is ever alone again." Tyger stated and he hugged Lyon through the bars and made a strange chaff sound that was the tiger version of a feline purring. Lyon hugged him back and closed his eyes as he felt at peace for the first time in his life.
The next few days Tyger started teaching his brother everything that he had learned from Ol One Eye. He was teaching him what to expect if they were ever bought from Master Fox. Master Fox complained that they would never be bought and he'd be stuck forever with them. None of that really seemed to matter to them as long as they were together.
One evening as the sun was setting the mood of the evening seemed different. Master Fox and his son seemed on edge and at one point two buckets of water had been thrown at them for some reason. Tyger was telling Lyon to fix himself up so that they both looked respectable but even he admitted he had no idea what was about to happen.
They watched a jeep pull up and a wolf stepped out from the passenger side and a stern looking deer stepped out from the driver's side. The wolf crept over to them and kept his body at eye level as he examined them.
"Oh my paws, look at you two..." Leggo said and Lyon and Tyger looked at each other in fear wondering what would happen to them...