Threads - Laura's Story
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Threads - Laura's Story
Canary Wharf, HSBC Building, 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
As clear as Crystal...
- February the 2nd as Alex and his friend Chris are on the way to work. It seemed almost like it was yesterday.
"You realise that she'd bite your cock off right?"
"Oh come off it, she was giving me the look-"
"Oh Alex, let me suck your big succulent cock Alex!"
Alex stopped in his tracks, smiling, but also shrugging at his friend. "You're just the worst kind of person."
They both laughed and continued walking down the empty street, but were bordered by the High street. "Oh sod off. Walk round the back, I can't be bothered to walk through the spat. C'mon, lets walk round the back."
Alex blindly followed, taking out a Cigarette to which he would ask Jack "Two's?"
"Two's."
He nodded and walked down further, reaching a security gat between the Office back door, and the street access. Alex took out the lighter and began to place the flame once ignited, against the end, and start to draw in the smooth wisp of the first puff. "Eugh... These are grim. Where'd you get these?"
"Harry's."
"Get them from the Newsagents. At least then they aren't full of shit... eugh..."
As they both argued from money's worth to what tasted better, there was a strange rustling noise in the background.
"Oh shut it Jack I do-... Did you hear that?"
"Probably just the wind or something. Never min-"
"No no it sounded..."
With that, Alex was off, sliding the key card over the gate, and then barrelling through it to run down to the end of the walk way, turning right at the fence her stops. The eyes dart, looking about trying to find the rustling noise.
"You bloody useless piece of rubbish!"
"What on Earth... OI! STOP!"
What was to be seen, was a very young but dirty looking man in rags, thrashing and beating a small ball of fluff. It had to be Carbine.
The man turned round, scowling at the invading and threatening Alex with a glare to top. "Is this any of your Business sir?"
Without saying anything, Alex produced his fist and created a cracking connection with that of the abusers jaw, possibly even dislocating it. "Get out of here... NOW!"
The young man was decked, and fell to the floor, trying to recover from his daze, but he didn't stay any longer. He got up, and began to run the other way, swearing out of pain from the broken jaw. "See you again and I swear I'll kill you."
Alex is living in a world where the animals are practically slaves. The whole Human population had seemingly thrown the abuse to the wind as they got on with their daily lives. It happened as much as car crashes.
He was a little shaken with the rage and adrenaline, coursing through him as he oddly felt good with that connection to the jaw. But as he was calming down, he heard another small mew. The eyes darted to the left, and down, seeing a gray form on the ground.
Immediately he crouched down and picked up the feline, no bigger than his shoe. And even he wore size 10's.
Alex cradled what seemed to be a feline, bringing her up to his best range of eyesight.
"Oh my God..."
She had a broken arm, and had an distinguishable gash in her head. Although, she was quiet. But her eyes were equally shut tight with the pain. He left no time, and quickly got up to run passed the security gate, and even passed Jack.
"Hey! What hap-"
"NO TIME! Tell Gibbs I'm ill!"
And Alex had simply run off to the parking structure down the road to leap into his XJ, and carefully cradle the feline in his Lap whilst speeding home as quickly as he could.
Vets were out of the question. They were domestic and feral pets. The feline was Anthropomorphic, he could tell. The arm structure and feet gave it away as she shivered in his warm lap. This was the day, that Alex decided to turn against Societies rules, and begin to help the Carbine. He just wasn't sure how.
Formerly, Alex worked for the company that created the PULSE technology which actually kept the species from revolting against their masters after being 'chipped' and registered. If you hadn't bought a Carbine, and had it registered, it would be confiscated, and then sent to the Distrikt. Distrikt almost certainly meant death. It was 'The most Human way possible to deplete the mass of numbers.'
What a crock of shit...
It was Genocide. Genocide of a perfectly good covenant of a brand new species. But Humans are scared of change... Change that could possibly mean they might have to change into them. Be one of them, or even live with one of them.
As soon as Alex could get home, he immediately ran into the Kitchen, pulled out a bar stool and quickly rummaged through the Kitchen utensils.
After fumbling about in a few drawers, he found a needle, some white thread, and cotton wool. The wool was placed under the felines body, whilst he very, very carefully rinsed the gash in her head free of water. There was a small amount of squeaks and fuss, but overall she did well with the washing.
He didn't have a razor, nor the heart to shave out that small section of hair. It was good the feline was short haired, or he would have had to. The needle was threaded after being sterilized in boiling water, and then he began to thread it through from the left of the gash, to the right.
Again, some more thrashing out by the injured cat, but he persisted, giving her breaks every now and then. Alex didn't want her to have a heart attack, not at such a young age.
After that fiasco, he washed her head again, placed a small plaster over it to help heal, and then overlooked his work. She seemed fine. But still her eyes wouldn't budge open.
"Hmm... Guess you'll be sleeping with me, huh?"
The feline mewed and flexed a paw, making Alex smile softly. The two would venture up to his bedroom, flicking on the light switch, and then thinks about how he was going to do this. To let her rest, he would place the small kitten on the bed just for a moment to think.
"Hmm... can't put her beside me, or I'd hurt her... On the covers?"
At first glance without going too much into it, he decided she would sleep on the plush bed sheets. And it actually seemed to be comfy for her.
Minutes later, it ended up with Alex under the covers, and the feline laying on his stomach, upon the covers. Again, his smile returned, and the book returned itself to the bedside table just to the right.
"Hmm... Now for a name..."
His finger would tickle her just under the chin, making the small kitty mew once more, giving off a little yawn.
The first name that popped into his head was... Laura. He had always dreamed of having a daughter with that name. And it just seemed to fit her so perfectly.
"Laura..."
But before Alex could get an confirmation to whether he picked the right choice, She was already asleep, curled up into a tight, gray ball of feline fluff.
Alex would end up falling asleep too, turning the switch to the off position on his odd lamp, and then settling down into the covers, carefully as to not wake Laura who sat on his chest.
And the next morning? Alex would wake up to two, gorgeous looking Amber eyes, staring right into his own. He blinked. And so did she. He blinked again, and she did too.
"Morning..."
"...Neh!"
Laura would lift up a paw, and place it upon Alex's nose. Her paw pads were so... soft, and gentle. It just made him smile.
And now, four years later, he had the similar pose. Laura was lying directly on top of Alex, arms wrapped around him weakly as she was still asleep. It reminded him of the day he found her.
Giving her head a gentle stroke to ease her out of sleep, she would yawn, and then release Alex from her hug, giving off a slow and what seemed to be amazing stretch, naked in the bed. Alex blushed and smiled softly.
"Morning."
Laura blinked a few times, letting those huge Amber eyes flutter in the morning sunlight poking through the curtains whilst she placed a paw on his nose, just like last time.
"Neh. Morning Mas- Alex."
"Ah, you're learning I see."
She giggled and slumped, fully, and lazily resting against Alex's chest as she purred happily, and gave her back and gentle stroke.
"Lazy cat is lazy."
"Mmm..."
"C'mon, lets go, I wanna take you out today."
Without saying anything, she clutched to the Human and nodded softly, giving his cheek a kiss. "I haven't been to the Garden in soooo long!"
"You went last week."
"Oh, oh yeah."
"Silly. Oh er, Laura, I need you to get off so I can get dressed."
"It's okay, you can go nakey like me!"
"Er..."
Again he blushed, looking down to see her breasts pressing up against his chest, but immediately looked away.
"I really need to get dressed love."
"Aww..."
She slipped off of Alex and lay in his bed, quickly adjusting to his warm spot, and let the covers fly over her head, leaving only her tail to flick out the side of the sheets.
He quickly got dressed, taking out a pair of Black jeans, a Gray shirt with Orange trim, and some Black with white striped Addidas sneakers.
As he dressed in pretty much 2 seconds, he turned, and then poked the bed sheet containing Laura.
"Okay, done- WOAH!"
"Whee!"
In the natural fashion of course, Alex had been pounced by the naked Laura, clinging to his body as per usual.
"I see you're ready? Yep? Great."
After a very quick croissant, Alex carried Laura to the large green house like room, letting her down so he could unlock the door. She seemed positively ecstatic to enter the room, and the second that Alex opened it, she vanished, darting through all the plants and other plantations around the place.
"Hm... Have fun I guess."
Alex withdrew, and then walked off for in search for some company with Kristin. He felt he hadn't had much time with her for a little while. And surely, you would hear the protest against another pounce onto the sofa, for a lazy day off work to watch Scrubs, and have a good cuddle.
Much to the design of Kew Gardens in London, the huge dome like plant house was massive, housing more than 200 different plants for his friends to play about in, as such to Laura's fun of course.
To keep the place vented large glass 'swings 'sat up at the very peaks of the glass as to not let any unwanted visitors into his compound, to help protect his friends.
On her trails, she would find her very favourite bark tree, which she could give her claws a really good stretch out upon the stiff bark, almost unscathed by her smaller ones. Purrs would surely be heard miles away as the feline pretty much went wild with the thing.
But something was wrong. A new scent...
Laura stopped and blinked, letting out a sheepish mew into the open air as she could see brand new marks that weren't her own. In confusion she blinked again, peering closer to the new marks which scorched her tree.
All of a sudden a loud mew would be heard from the left, making her primal instincts kick in, her head snapped in the direction of the mew, coming from behind large shrubs. She bound over them, looking about.
"P-please, don't hurt me..."
Laura, at the first sight of the being had already gone.
"EEEEEEEE!!!"
Back inside the house, the manic gray feline grabbed Alex with new found strength, dragged him out to the glass house and then poked at the bushes. "N-neh!"
"What? It's a bu- woah..."
To Alex's amazement, what was cowering behind the bushes was a feline. Well... It seemed like one anyway. Looked like a mixed breed. House cat features, but with a long and thin Lion's tail, with the all known fluffy tip.
You could practically see her heart now thudding within her chest. She held the colours of a Lion. Creamy white's and browns, with a sandy blonde looking tail tip.
She seemed to be in a very solid state, giving off a silent scream, until she simply passed out right in front of the two.
Alex blinked, turning to Laura who was hiding behind his leg. "Uh... right... Let's get her into the house."
"This will be interesting."