Lord of Anthroan Chapter 2
#2 of LOA
A very limited amnesia. That had to be the answer. He could remember the birth of his favorite horse. He could even remember basic. But he couldn't remember his name.
It had been three days since he had arrived here. Quite frankly he was tired of trees. He was born in Montana not Alabama. He was used to open planes.
Now that he thought about it how did he get here. One minute he was walking down a street in Fallugah, and the nest he was having a shootout with wolfmen.
He did count himslef lucky though. He hadn't run into another living thing since the creatures. Of course that meant he hadn't eaten anything except stale energy bars, and vegatables he had foraged from the area.
Then he saw smoke. White smoke. Forest fires had black smoke. This fire was being tended.
After his involvement with those things he was cautious. he snuck over to some bushes and peered under them. To most people this would be strange. But he didn't want to take the chance of getting his head blown off. Tan wasn't a color usually associated with woodlands.
Looking under the bushes he caught sight of a young woman in torn and dirty clothing tending a respectable cooking fire. He panned his view over to the right and saw a foxman. The thing easily weighed over three hundred pounds and was dressed as a lower class merchant he had seen in illustrations of Medival Europe. The fox had a revolver stuck in its belt and kept staring at the young woman.
Suddenly the fox yelled at the woman,"That fire is fine for now. Before you start dinner I'm going to have some fun."
"Yes master," she said subservantly,"how would you like to take me tonight?"
"Master" seemed to think for a second. He climbed to his feet with all the grace of a cement truck full of bowling balls. He walked over to her while unbuckling his belt. About the time he reached her he dropped his trouser to reveal his engorged shaft.
Grabbing her by the hair he spun her around and bent her over forcefully. He pulled the scrap of cloth that served the woman as a skirt up to show her bare rump. He then lined himself up with her sex and drove himself home. The sounds of pain and defeat the woman made enraged the soldier. If he had had a shot he would have taken it, but the fox was in a position that made the chance of hitting the woman too high.
After about ten minutes of exertion the fox climaxed and fell back his knot dragging the woman down on top of him. They stayed like that for about fifthteen minutes. Then the woman pulled herself free.
He could see her fight back tears as she started preparing their meal.
The soldier brought the sights of the rifle up and centered them on the fox's head. He checked the alignment and switched the mode to single shot. He slowly applied pressure to the trigger and within a second felt the slight pull as the round discharged. Milliseconds later a quarter sized hole appeared under the things ear.
The woman jumped at the shot and looked around. Upon seeing her master's corpse she ran and picked up the revolver. The soldier could see how the gun shook in the woman's hands.
"Hey, it's ok, you are safe," the soldier said slowly standing up.
The woman swiveled the pistol over to face him as he slowly walked over to the fire.
"I would tell you my name, but I can't seem to remember it at the moment."
"You killed my master, why?" she asked shakily.
"I saw what he did to you. It wasn't right."
"What's it matter, we are slaves, we have no rights."
"I am not a slave. Where am I anyways, what planet?"
"Anthroan."
"Ant-who now?"
"Anthroan."
"Ok, so what are these animal people?"
"Anthros. They are supperior to us, which is why we are slaves."
"What's your name?"
"Tiana."
"Well, Tiana, you are no longer a slave."