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Chapter 3 - The Calm After the Storm

Rain trickles down the unlit window, street lamps illuminating the droplets of water as they slide along the glass. Cars honk their horns as they struggle to get ahead of each other in their rush home. The wind whipping around the small community looked distorted, staticy, as if the storm was dulling the reception of reality itself. Thunder crashes and shakes the small house, but the Lapine staring into the Chaos was unflinching.

The storm outside had nothing compared to the cyclone of anger and emotion within Nem's mind. The Downpour of Rage, lightning striking his heart with each beat, breaking it all over again.

His cunt of a girlfriend had told him she was sick and could not see him, being too contagious and knowing he didn't want to miss any work. Nem knew better, he was just the only person who would find her wearing a constant scarf odd, the young girl attempting to conceal her sinful markings. For the past 3 days, his 'sick' girlfriend had transformed into one of the wolves sluts.

Lann took everything she had to offer. Nem followed her only once more back to his house, had watched through the small dirty window into his fancy hideout while he so blatantly took every virginity she had. Putting her to her knees and shoving his cock in her muzzle only moments after she gave him her innocence, and the last Nem ever followed her, he watched the insatiable canine lube up and invade her anal passage.

Nem didn't know why she would do this to him, neither did he care, he would deal with her accordingly. His main focus right now was Lann, the wolf who had ruined everything, who had so easily turned his life upside down. The Rabbit contemplates his coming actions as he sits in his dark bedroom, his loaded .357 in his paw.

His eyes stared out into the untamed weather, feeling a kinship with this imbalance of nature. The rabbit could feel his mind begin to slip, could feel that itch in his brain that turns to a tingle, which turns to madness, his eyes fixated upon the raindrops rolling down the glass. Nem watches as the Raindrops seem to shift around each other on the window, curving and meshing until they make the outline of the White Wolf's face, the cocky male laughing at Nem, mocking him.

Nem watches the event before him and starts laughing a bit himself, but a sick desperation, almost mental instability was the undertone in his laughter at the hallucination. Nem raises the gun to the non-existing face on his window, his paw steady, his finger not on the trigger, but he pretends to squeeze anyways, just as a loud roll of thunder crashes through the town.

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The Thunder outside shakes the very foundation of the basement apartment in the downtown Baltimore area. Loud noises echoing from the clouds above as the storm rages on. No outside force could distract Jessica however. The bunny girl arches her ass in the air, knees splayed out for support and easy access as that large canine shaft sank deep inside her tight anal hole. Her long hard moans of passion were muffled between the thighs of a very sexy purple vixen laying in front of her.

Lann had talked the cute catholic bunny girl into trying everything imaginable in her three days of sexual activity. Her favorite hole to be hammered in was currently being tended to by her hot wolf as he pushed her forward and made her face press hard into the vulva of the moist vixen.

Jess was no stranger to sin, but she had learned in the past few days that Sin was better as a Welcomed Lover then a shunned stranger. She braced herself against the overly large mattress as her tits swung back and forth, erect nipples dragging along the silky sheets. The young girl's tongue extending and sinking deep into Psy's spread folds, the vixen reaching out a paw to grasp Jess' Brunette hair and grind her dripping pussy into her muzzle, the inexperienced tongue submitted to the pleasure of the forceful foxy girl.

In addition to the three of the bed, there was a familiar Panda girl sitting at the edge, watching the wolf who had fathered her child pound away into the young bunny. That girthy, pink shaft she remembered taking so willingly now disappearing into the forbidden depths of their newest addition to their little circle. Jess had forgotten that the Panda girl was silently watching, the slightly chubby bear having two thick fingers buried three knuckles deep into her hot, throbbing depths as she witnesses the relentless threesome. But visual and manual stimulation was not where the panda girl would stop.

Sliding off the edge of the bed, Milia crawled over to the rutting wolf and kneeled next to him with her tits and sexy tummy pressed to his side. The hot panda slid her big paw over Jess' ravaged rump, making the bunny girl moan and arch in curiosity at the third paw. Jess could only imagine what was happening behind her, but Psycho had a front row view of what transpired. She watched Milia slide her free paw behind her boyfriend's back and grasp those swinging testicles crashing into Jess' exposed clit.

The wolf leaned his muzzle up and let out a loud groan as he kept rutting into his sexy teenager as he was fondled by the talented paw. Milia extended her middle finger, making it erect but keeping the rest curled around the full balls that gave her a child, her erect finger swinging with his scrotum and plunging into the bunny's warm cunt again and again. When Lann stopped groaning in bliss, he looked down affectionately at the panda girl, she took the advantage to tug his head into a deep kiss as he had his way with the helpless bunny girl, bound by lust and lost in her own euphoria.

All four lovers thrusted and writhed in their respective positions, each of their momentums feeding off the other, sweat and juices mixing in the melody of vigorous mating, the musky scent of arousal so thick in the air from the hours of play, and the passion spurred on to match the raging clouds outside. The bed rocked even harder now, hitting the wall rapidly as Lann began to loose himself, the wolf digging his sharp claws into the bunny's ass before shoving forth and knotting her tight anal passage, then lifted his muzzle towards the raging skies and let out a triumphant howl as his seed gushed into the bowels of his slutty prey.

His balls twitched in the panda's paw, Milia now kissing along his neck as he moaned and pumped load after load into Jessica, in response Jessica practically screamed, sending violent vibrations through Psy's already leaking cunt. The Vixen and Bunny Girl sharing an intimate moment themselves as they came the exact same time, Jess' hot slit throbbing as her juices splashed onto her lover wolf's twitching sac and the panda girl's thick finger, Psy arching her back and screaming in bliss as she squirts her own fem juices all over the brunettes face and in her mouth, the bunny girl lapping up the sweet nectar like she was addicted, closing her emerald eyes to protect them from the purple vixen's torrent.

After the three were done their intense orgasms, they calmed down, much to the Panda girl's dismay, but she giggled at the sight of all their sweat covered bodies still trembling against one another. Lann fell to his side, still tied inside Jess, holding her close and spooning her, Milia laid to Lann's rear, pressing those large tits to his back, and Psy shifted sideways to face Jess, giving the lapine a deep kiss, her juices mixing between their wrestling tongues. Jess returned the kiss immediately, feeling the strong paws of the wolf caressing her body, the corrupted catholic school girl shown her true heaven.

After several minutes, Lann had softened up inside Jess, and withdrew himself. Getting to his knees he gave each girl an affectionate kiss before getting out of the large bed, from full view the mattress had to be ten by ten feet, with the three girls already caressing and petting over each other again for another round. The wolf watched them and chuckled, keeping his arms crossed as they grinded along each other in the middle of the mattress. He walked over and grabbed a pair of black jeans, sliding them on over his limp, messy cock and zipping them up.

He opened his door to see a raven haired Wolfess sitting on a couch playing with 3 Pups, all with their own distinctive coat patterns. As the wolf emerged, the pups all yelped and leapt off the couch, running over to greet their Daddy. The two littler ones still couldn't walk, and so ran on all fours, while little Virgil, the born Alpha, was already using two paws, every few steps falling to four, but quickly springing to two again. Lann knelt down and nuzzled the wolf cubs as they yapped at his feet and fought for attention. Kate got up from the couch, pausing the large flat screen playing Thomas the Train, and walked over to the wolf with her swaying hips. Lann got back up and smiled as Kate planted a kiss on his lips, he gave her ass a smack and gestured towards the bedroom door "Your turn" he winked at her as she giggled.

Kate picked her daughter up and nuzzled the young pup before handing her over to her father, then opens the door to the bedroom, the soundproof walls now pouring out the lustful moans of all three girls in a circle fingering, kissing and licking over each others thighs and wet lips. Kate letting the door swing shut as her shirt slid off her shoulders. Lann saw his younger son sprint towards the door hearing his panda mothers voice, but Lann quickly scooped him up and laughed. "Oh no ye don't.... not until yer older" he laughed, holding his son Dante in one arm and his daughter Diondra in the other. Virgil biting at his Father's calf for attention. Lann walked back to the couch and plopped down, Virgin automatically leaping into his lap and putting two paws on his half brothers head to lick his fathers nose.

Lann laughed and pushed Virgil's muzzle down so that he'd stop standing on his brothers head, and pressed play so the surround sound would drown out any noises from the storm, both outside and in his bedroom. As the little ones settled he looked them over in pride. Virgil, the purple eyed Alpha, always wanting more attention, like Father like son. Dante, his ears a bit shorter then a full wolf's, and rounded as well. The color contrast on his coat monochromatic like his and Milia's, the wolf hybrid sporting black circles around his deep red eyes, making the pup look Sinister in nature. Diondra, Lann's little princess, always nuzzled into her Daddy's side. Her coat matching the timber designs of her raven haired mother, the shades of grey bleached out by Lann's white furred genetics. But her eyes were the most alluring feature, Lann's red and Kate's cobalt blue marbleized into her own irises, Kate must have Husky blood in her family. Lann sat back contentedly, holding the three reasons for his life close as they watched Thomas.

Hours later the kids were asleep, overlapping each other in what seemed to be a fluffy breathing pile of fur. Each mother picked up their pup and Lann showed them all to the elevator to the surface. They emerged into the small alleyway Lann owned, two cars parked outside next to Lann's GTO, he helped them quietly get the little ones into the car seats and buckle them up safely. Milia and Kate rode off towards their place with their kids, Jessica getting into Psy's car for a ride home. Lann leaning into the window and giving them both a kiss. "Love you Psy...." he said as he nuzzles her cheek, looking back at Virgil and sticking his tongue out at the pup "You too squirt" then he looked to Jessica and couldn't help but feel awkward, not feeling that way for her, but not wanting to neglect her in the goodbyes. "Call me later Jess" was all he could think to say.

Jess smiled and waved her paw to him, not seeming to mind the lack of affection, probably cause he'd paid more attention to her in bed then his other girls. They then started up the car and drove off, the wolf watching the tail lights disappear around the corner, paws in his pockets as he reflected back on how lucky he was to have everything he did. He turned to walk back to his door, unlocking the elevator, but as the key turned and the door creaked open, Lann's ear twitched. He looked to his side, only to be met with a tire iron to the side of his muzzle. Blackness. _____________________________________________________________________________________

Laughter was first, soft laughter, a child's laughter. Echoing through his memories like sound waves bouncing off the walls of his aching skull. Lann started to laugh as well, he started to run, and he kept running. He ran through the blackness, chasing a spotlight illuminating something, it was the only thing he could see, and yet he couldn't see it. He blinks his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but he could only see that spotlight, he ran again, he keeps running, for what seemed like forever he ran. He then caught the light in his paws, and looked inside to see what it is he couldn't see. His daughter...

Lann snapped awake, taking in a sharp breath and looking around himself. It was his apartment, but it was darker. He wasn't sure if it was the lights or blurred vision, but he looked around to try to adjust to things. His girls, his kids, did he see them today? Yes he did, and were they still there? He looked around, trying to make sense of things going on around him, and almost like his ears popping it all clicked back. The wolf's red eyes looked forward and saw something silver, something metal, and watched it get closer and closer to his face before clear liquid rushed out of it and splashed his face.

The wolf coughed and groaned in pain as his face was drenched in cold water. He blinked and tried to wipe his eyes, but his paws couldn't move. He tugged at them, but they were tied behind him to the back of the chair he was in. The bucket was set down and a familiar looking Lapine sat in a chair in front of the white wolf, the only thing illuminating their area was a desk lamp Lann kept by the couch. The lights were out, no sun shone through the windows, showing it was still that night. Lann shifted a bit in his chair to see just how bound he was, legs tied to the legs of the chair, hands behind his back, thankfully he wasn't gagged. He swallowed a bit of blood before rolling his neck, popping a few joints to relieve tension as he looked at Nem. "Did you have to use a Tire Iron?" He asked him "They're so condensed... if you want to properly knock someone out you have to use a wooden bat, preferably a Louieville Slugger, the wood is better for-"

Lann was cut short as the quick bunny walked over and swatted him across the mouth with the hilt of his revolver. The wolf grunted in pain and spat up more blood. If he hadn't been bound to the chair he would have been on the ground. Nem walks back and grabs the chair, dragging it closer to Lann and sitting it in front of him. The rabbit sitting down and staring unflinchingly into the eyes of his wolf prey. For a long while, neither spoke, just staring at each other until Nem broke the silence. "You and I have a real problem... a problem that I intend to solve tonight." he says as he idly taps the loaded gun on his leg, barrel pointing at Lann.

Lann looks down at the gun, then back up at Nem. "go on..." he says, remaining silent for Nem to speak.

Nem continued "I want you to tell me why you insist on ruining my life." Lann blinked a few times at the statement, and then he started to snicker a bit under his breath, as if suppressing laughter. Nem leaps out of his chair yet again and drives his powerful Lapine knee directly into Lann's gut. The chair fell backwards and Lann coughed up even more blood, the red liquid falling back to splash over his white muzzle.

Despite the onslaught of pain, the wolf persisted in his humorous chuckle, coaxing Nem to walk around him and stand at his right side. He cocked back his foot and drove it into the wolf's muzzle, knocking one of the wolf's fangs from his mouth. "Answer Me!" the rabbit shouted out, surprisingly deep and forcefully for such a small guy.

Lann spit the loose fang from his maw and caught his breath "Fuck... alright Batman, Jesus." the wolf looking up at his captor. "I'm sorry I laughed.... I just..." he honestly tries not to laugh "I don't see why you're taking all this so personal."

Nem straddled the defiant wolf's chest and grabbed a paw full of his black hair, yanking his face up towards him, and with his other paw he crashes his fist into the wolf's face, making his head thud hard back to the ground. Lann howls in pain as his skull feels like a cracked egg, thankful for not feeling any blood seeping out, but deciding that a soundproof apartment wasn't the wisest choice. Repeatedly the rabbit continued the process, picking Lann's head up, and smiting it back to the floor. When Nem finally stopped, Lann's face was bruised and bloodied, his left eye now fully red from burst blood vessels, internally bleeding veins showing through his white fur. Nem grabbed Lann's hair again, and Lann braced for another strike, but the rabbit got up and pulled him back up to a sitting position by his hair, yanking a good tuff of it out in the process.

Nem sat in his chair and crossed his legs, once again tapping the butt of his gun against his knee. Lann just looked at Nem, his eyes were heavy and swollen, his lip uncontrollably drooling blood. The wolf had the look of defeat on his face. He lifted his head as best he could to look Nem in the eyes "I..." he said with slurred words, having to take a moment to compose himself. "I never... had any intention... to hurt you...." he said, Nem feeling his blood boil, but kept quiet and let the wolf speak. "It's just... the way of the... world."

"And what do you mean by the way of the world?" Nem grumbled out.

Lann rolled his neck again and cracked his joints, able to move his head a bit more now and open his eyes slightly wider. "Ye know... I always liked you, there was something about you the first time we met..." he spits out more blood "I felt like we shared a sort of kinship, I couldn't exactly place my finger on it, but after this..." he starts to chuckle again "I think I have a firm understanding of what you really are." the wolf says.

Nem gets up again but this time stuffs the barrel of his gun into the wolf's mouth, grunting out at him "I'm not interested in hearing your bullshit on what you think I am!"

Lann spoke something around the barrel, but only vowels came out, so Nem removed the gun and Lann spit the taste of oil from his tongue "You should be, cause it explains a lot."

Nem kept the gun at Lann's temple as Lann spoke, then spoke himself "You don't know the first fucking thing about-"

"You get impulsive desires you can't really explain..."

Nem blinks and then shakes his head "Everyone gets impulsive-"

"When you're alone, it's not just being alone, you look out the window and silently wonder if there really is a single person out there who cares for you. You have this unexplainable desire to be wanted, as if every moment spent completely alone is a slow cranking vice around your heart."

Nem stepped back, holding the gun a bit looser in his paw. How did this wolf, this son of a bitch he so despised, know exactly how he felt? Nem shook his head and raised the gun back up. "You sent your bitch into my house to toy with my heart, you fucked her in MY Bed! You seduced MY Girlfriend into being one of YOUR Sluts!" Nem shouted in rage.

"And ANY Other little Rabbit bitch would have sat there and accepted what was Happeni-" there was a loud crash of noise that cut Lann's shouting short.

The wolf felt a burning pressure on his chest. He looked down and saw blood flowing from a hole just above his right pectoral muscle. The dark red fluid seemed to just endlessly flow from his chest, then he looked back up at the lapine holding the smoking gun.

Fresh blood dribbled down Lann's chin, leaking from the sides of his mouth. Somehow through all the pain, the wolf managed a smile. Nem seemed to be in shock, watching what he had done. He felt justified, even righteous, but a small part of him felt sad as he watched the wolf bleed out. "I don't blame you, I... I really don't..." the wolf spurted out quietly.

Nem lowered his paw and the gun, feeling just as lost and confused as before. "What am I?" he asked.

Lann seemed to be falling asleep, his eyes slowly squinting further closed. "I think... you should ask... your parents." the wolf managed to say, then added in "But.... You're unique..." he chuckled out "One of a kind..." the Wolf looked down, black bangs of hair falling around his eyes, his red irises seemed to be shifting around his feet, a small smile still painted on his face "Virgil... leave your brother.... Alone for once... Diondra.... Little Dio..." he said, the loss of blood making him see his children there with him. Nem watched, almost with a tear in his eye, as those red eyes closed and the wolf's head hung limp.

Nem felt a sting in his chest/ The deed was done, and the gravity and consequences were mounting up in his mind. Nem put the gun in his pocket and Dashed for the Elevator. _____________________________________________________________________________________

A Quaint little home just outside Loch Raven, outside walls painted the most basic of white, black shingled rooftop, chimney steadily puffing out smoke. A brand new car in the driveway, nothing special, just a Ford Focus, multi-color lights flickering along white curtains blocking the view of the living room from outside. The storm had calmed down this far out of the city, thunder still rolled and the sky still crackled with streaks of dancing light.

A pair of headlights came from the distance, the engine of the small 4 cylinder Grand-Am being milked for what it was worth. The lapine behind the wheel of his car, rushing to the house, tears having stained his cheeks almost the entire drive as he sat with his thoughts and truly appreciated the gravity of his actions. Nem was shaken, upset, and unstable. His happy life had turned upside down, his under toned existence in life had shifted to borderline insanity.

The passing by houses almost didn't seem real, as he made his way closer and closer to that white house, looking at the living rooms and seeing small families of neighboring houses sitting together, watching TV, enjoying the bonds of Family. Nem didn't know where else to go. He pulled his car into the driveway behind the Focus and parked, he had rushed to get there but as he sat in the car and stared at his Mother and Fathers home, he was at a loss for words before he could even talk to them.

His fists wrapped around the steering wheel a few times, his paws shaky, his ears laid back. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out, shutting the door and walking along the walk way until he was coming up the steps, but before he could reach the door or it's bell, the knob turned and the door swung open. A middle aged Lapine stood before Nem, wearing glasses and having the Business Male look, but not quite a fine wine in ageing, his body somewhat pudged from old man weight, his face slumped a bit from decades of experience in life, a few grey hairs here and there riddling his dark brown face.

The rabbit opened his arms invitingly and smiled "Nemron!" he exclaimed, and Nem immediately ran into his Fathers arms and gave him a big hug, wanting to feel safe from the cruel world. Nem's father could instantly tell something was wrong. The older lapine invited his boy in and Nem sat down on the couch, safer though he felt, the morbid look on his face remained, that thousand yard stare that accompanies anyone who knows what it is to take a life.

Sebastian, Nem's father, brought a steaming cup of coffee back into the room and set it in front of his son, and then sat on the large chair opposite side of the table so that he and his son could speak face to face, as he looked Nem over he could see small drops of Red, the vision registering with his brain, but the implications of such conclusions were beyond his belief and were accordingly dismissed. Nem sat there, staring at the vapors escaping the coffee mug, dissipating into the cool air as thunder still boomed outside.

Nem's father finally broke the silence, leaning forward and speaking in that fatherly tone "Are you in some kind of Trouble son?" he asked, looking the upset Nem over a few more times, as if searching for clues or a description.

Nem seemed to be snapped back to reality with that and looked around for a moment, blinking. "Where's mom?" he asked

"She had to work late tonight, tell me what's wrong." his father repeated, now a bit more concerned, his leg hopping up and down a bit as it did when the older Rabbit was nervous or anxious.

Nem feels his heart sink, there had been no turning back for a while, but he was about to reveal everything to his own father, not an easy task for him. He slipped his paw into his pocket, grabbed his revolver, and set it on the table. His father's eyes grew wide and he looked from the gun to the specs of red on his son.

"Someone hurt you!?" he said in his fatherly protective tone. Nem nodded his head. "Did.... I mean... are they..." his father didn't want to speak the words, and neither did Nem, the look in his glazed over eyes as they locked with his fathers was all he needed to see to know the truth. His father leant back in his chair and grabbed his long ears, brushing them back, his combed hair messing up between his fingers as he does so. "You're okay though... right?"

It took Nem a while to answer, and when he did he could only force out small answers "Physically."

Nem's dad got up and pulled his son into another, deeper hug. He held him there in his arms, this is what Nem needed, he wrapped his arms around his father and once again tears began to fall down his face, the lapine not built for killing. His father sat him back down on the couch, this time sitting next to him, nothing between them. Nem took a small sip of his coffee and set it back down, the warm, sugary liquid sliding down his parched and quivering throat.

Sebastian's paw stroked his little one's back as he comforted him there in silence. After a while he spoke up again "Nemron... you can tell your old man what happened, whatever it is, we'll figure it out together." the experienced rabbit said.

Nem sat there for a moment more in silence, composing himself as he spoke out, "I... I have been terrorized by this guy... he just wouldn't stop hurting me... so I tied him up." Nem said, his father's paw was taken away from his back. Nem's eyes seemed to focus a bit more and his words came more fluently. "I bound him to a chair... and I beat what I needed to know from him out..." Nem looked into his Father's eyes, "Then I put a bullet in his chest so that he couldn't hurt me anymore."

Nem's father got up and looked at his son in shock "Nem.... I... you... you threw your life away for Revenge?!" the rabbit was now outraged. "That's not Self defense son! That's god damn pre-meditated Murder!" he said, rubbing at his temples now, just as upset as his son.

Nem saw his fathers change of heart and found himself on his feet before he could think to get up, the rabbit standing about two inches higher then his father, eyes still focused on the older lapine "I defended myself.... I don't care how pre-meditated it was... HE would NOT leave me alone! I stood up for myself, I refused to take his bullshit..." Nem then smirked a bit "And I gave that fucking wolf exactly what-" Nem didn't get to finish as his father stumbled back and knocked a few pictures off the wall.

Without another word, Sebastian scrambled to the bedroom. Nem watched as his dad disappeared into the hallway, he was flabbergasted to start, but then heard a ruckus coming from his fathers bedroom. He walked down the hallway and found a suitcase on the master bed, a few shelves of the rabbit's dresser already open. Sebastian was frantically running from the dresser to the suitcase, stuffing casual items of clothing inside.

Nem watched for a few moments, not knowing what he said to get this reaction. He stepped inside his fathers room "Dad..." the older rabbit didn't answer, just kept packing, not putting anything in order. "Dad!" Nem said louder, when his father didn't respond, he reached out a paw and grabbed his arm to stop him "DAD! Where the hell are you going?" he asked, looking from the luggage to Sebastian.

His father gripped his shoulders and looked into his eyes, Nem had never seen such fear in his gaze. "Nowhere... you have to leave... you have to go now!" he said before breaking free of his son's grip and tossing more clothes inside. Nem and his father had always been the same size since he was 14 so he pieced together the logic there, but he was still unclear about why he had to leave, and he was getting pissed off.

"Go where?" Nem inquired, after no response for another few moments Nem grabbed the suitcase from the sheets and flung it to the ground, clothing spilling all over the floor. He grabbed his dad's shirt collar and tugged him against his chest. "Fucking Answer Me!" The angry lapine shouted.

Sebastian stood paralyzed in his son's grip and was visibly shaking. "Anywhere... I want you out of the city... I want you to run away and start a new life... or else they will find you, and I don't know what they'll do... I don't want to.... Not to my son..." the terrified rabbit spoke out in gasping breaths. Nem felt a sting in his head, a tingle at the back of his skull, amidst his fathers concern for his well being, something was eating away at Nem.

His mind worked past the maternal concern his dad had for him and focused on starting a new life. Here he was, seeking council from the smartest man he'd known, and the only advice offered was to run. Nem had fought, he had conquered, and he had reclaimed his life, and now this Rabbit in front of him was telling him to leave it all behind.

Nem couldn't recall the past few moments, all he saw was Sebastian laying on the floor with a bruised eye and holding his bloody nose, all he felt was the sting of his knuckles that were bruised from punching, and all he could hear at first was the beating of his own heart, and that little voice inside his head echoing 'that's what you deserve you fucking pussy'.

Nem eventually took a step back, his mind cleared of the thoughts of violence, and before he could react to the situation, his feet carried him out of the room, down the hall, and out the front door. In no hurry, he strolled to his car, leaving his father beaten and on the floor. As he gripped the steering wheel, he couldn't explain to himself what had just happened. He had come in search for answers, but was only given more confusion. He then started up the car and drove off, the only person who could help him now was himself. _____________________________________________________________________________________

The entire drive back, all Nem could think about was his father. Was he alright? Did he really just hurt him? What had come over him? He was left with more questions, more then he ever thought he could answer, and then he began to look forward. He looked past the questions, past the present, he saw his future, and in one sudden shock he knew his father was right. He had ruined his life, he had executed a living person for being a dick, and Nem doubted very much a jury would give two shits about his inconvenienced love-life.

Nem eventually concluded to himself on the way home that to run away was his only play if he wanted to keep his freedom. So when he got home, he did what his Dad was doing, he grabbed a suitcase and started throwing clothes into it. As he packed, something grew heavy inside him. As he tossed socks and boxers and shirts and pants into the large carrying case, he felt his heart sting more and more at the thought of running.

What would he tell his children? That their father ran away after standing up for himself? What would he tell his wife? She had married a Male that ran away from his responsibilities and consequences in his old life? Something inside Nem couldn't do that, it wouldn't do that. This here was his home, and this here was his life, if the price for taking it back is punishment, then so be it. Bunches of socks hitting the floor and rolling around Nem's feet paws as he stops packing. Standing there for a good while, he reflect back on everything.

It was only a matter of time before Nem was in trouble, only a matter of time before blue flashing lights were outside his window. Nem just closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He came out of his room and slouched to the kitchen. Grabbing some mushrooms and Alfredo sauce and some noodles, he made himself a grand feast, or at least as grand as he could make late at night. Fettuccini Alfredo with Sautéed Mushrooms and Mozzarella Garlic Bread, Nem figured he would eat up, there weren't very many Vegetarian selections in Prison.

He feasted and filled his stomach, leaning back and stretching in his seat. For the first time in a while, he felt fairly happy. He reached into his freezer and retrieved a bottle of Rum, normally for when he felt like a Rum and Coke or other assorted mixtures, but this time it was just the bottle. Sitting in his living room he turned the TV on, going to Pay-Per View and ordering Sucker Punch. He sat there and drained the bottle in an hour, swig by swig, enjoying the amazing effects of the movie through his slightly drunken eyes.

Finally the movie ended, and all of Nem's worries seem to have evaporated with the help of the liquor. He barely lifted himself out of his chair, stumbling himself to the bedroom, not really caring what he knocked over in the process. Finally he came upon his bed, and he looked it over for a moment, then slid the suitcase and clothes off the mattress. Falling onto the bed, the Lapine was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

There was banging in his head as he opened his eyes, at first he wanted to grab at his ears, but then the banging in his head got distant, father away, until he realized it was actually coming from his front door. He rolled out of bed in no hurry, stumbling to the bathroom to drain his bladder of all the built up alcohol. He felt a little hung over, but still drunk, and it took his eyes a while to adjust to the digital clock at his bedside that read 2:30AM.

Nem sighed, there was only one person who could possibly be visiting him at this hour, the Police. Nem reluctantly made his way through the hallway and into the living room, seeing that the worst he had knocked over in his drunken stupor was a lamp. Finally he reached the front door, the banging still going on in short bursts of two and three. Nem put his eye to the peep hole and saw someone standing there in a blue uniform. Unlocking the door and letting it creep open, the Rabbit gazed down at the badge with lowered ears. Then he looked upwards, and his gaze was met by fierce red eyes.

To be continued...