Ferocity Chapter one
#6 of new folder...
Chapter 1
"Toggle, this is a bad idea. I know I have said this many times, but maybe if you listened to me, I would not have to say it as much as I do, but seeing as you do not, I will repeat myself till it gets into one of those giant ass ears. This. Is. A. Bad. Idea!"
Ichigo wore a look of disdain, sarcasm, and, what to others, would look like a look of utter hatred for his traveling companion. Ichigo was a 17-year-old fruit bat. He had short black fur, which seemed to be more gray under the light. His ears were standing high on his head, in alert, and sticking out of a beanie with holes cut in it for them. The brim of the beanie had a zigzag design looking like sharp teeth around the rim. On it was a smiling bat that had the words "Bite me" written on it, which, when Toggle gave it to him, was a funny joke. Ichigo did not think it was as funny as of late, but he loved the hat dearly, and wore it almost always. When at social events, he turned it inside out, which he had sewn some fabric into so that the inside was just a solid color of black.
His eyes had large irises that made it look like as if he had no white to his eyes. Staring into them; all you would see is a blazing color of blue. His shirt was long sleeved and white, with a black t-shirt over it. The long sleeves had straps and buttons on them, which looked fashionable, and well designed, but also somewhat worn out. It showed a few stitches where it has been repaired. His Jeans were tight on him, with his small tail hanging out the back, and his feet were bare, as most of the populations feet were. Shoes became a rarity when the world changed all those years ago.
" Bla bla bla. Chibichi, you gotta relax. It is just a fight for money. We kick ass, we take names, and we leave. 'Nuff said."
Toggle smiles his favorite smile, which was more of a grin. Toggle was strange looking to say the least. If you had to call him some species, you would say he was a 21-year-old red kangaroo. His tail, feet, and muzzle were kangaroo like, but his ears were longer. Then there was his colorful hair. His hair was 70% near scarlet color for the most part. The tips of his ears, and tail, along with his hands and feet were a lighter red that faded from the original color. From His Adams apple, and thru his chest, down to his pants line was a light gold-ish color that outlines his chest and abdomen nicely. A few knew how far the gold fur went under the pants line. Ichigo wished he did not. In the middle of his chest was a tuft of the lighter red hair that was over where one would point to their own heart.
His head hair was black, which outlines his scalp nicely, but the bangs hanging over his forehead was the light red color on the tips of his ears and tail. His auburn eyes smiles with the rest of his face, showing wildness, but a kindness at the same time. His clothes consisted of a simple black vest made of cotton, and some ripped jeans that tattered below his knee. The shiniest part of his apparel was a gold earring, hanging from his right ear, near the base.
Toggle was gay, and proud. This day and age had little care for sexuality. It became near impossible to procreate naturally after the second generation, so most had to use doctors to create life. Since then, their was far less care for who you slept with, and so people just pursued what they liked. There of course, would always be naysayers, but Sex had finally become what it always was. Just sex. Sexually transmitted Diseases still existed, Pregnancy could happen, thou very rarely, but sex, with man, or woman, was sex. Their would always be a few people with disdain of course.
"Togs, I told you to stop calling me that. It is Ichigo, or Ichi."
"Silly Chibichi, you are Chibichi. You are a Chibi Ichi, thus a Chibichi. Now buck up", he responded, smiling and patting his friend on the back, and slowly pushing him towards the doors of the club. A quick look to the building told you it was a run down piece of shit, but one could only expect so much for any shop in Talgates.
Inside of the club (which slightly less run down then one would think), after a quick sign up at a table in the front, with a surly looking tiger, Toggle and Ichigo were lead to a back room, and now, Ichigo was very quiet, and Toggle was grinning all the more. The room they had been lead too had a soft mat over the majority of the floor, which felt nice under the feet. Besides the two friends, there were about 12 others in the same room, each doing some form of preparation. Some were shadow boxing with themselves, others kicking in the air. Two were meditating, and one grey wolf was sipping on what smelled like, the most alcoholic drink in existence. Most noses in the room were wincing when he walked by, the strong sterile smell burning a little. Toggle was taking deep breaths, smelling the musk in the air, which made him wince all the more when the alcohol went by, while Ichigo muttered to himself for a few minutes till he finally took a moment to think and ask...
" Toggle...this room is kinda small. And I don't see any rings, or anything...so where are the fighters gonna fight?"
"Oh...about that.... Well there are no rounds.... its a...."
"Toggle.... if you say battle royale, I WILL hit you".
Almost as if by fate, a voice in another room yelled " BATTLE ROYALE!" and everyone in the room, except for Toggle and Ichigo got into fighting stances. Ichigo hit Toggle in the shoulder anyway, and began to unbutton the straps on his arms. Toggle rubbed his arm, taking his hit without complaint, and grinned all the more. He stood on the edges of his feet, becoming digigrade, and his hips shifted back and forward, starting to warm up.