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The Adventures of Manny and Merrlon

Book One

Mouse Wars

"Manny!" A voice called out in the brink of night. "Manny, get up, the Cats are back!"

Cats, the vicious hunters of the Mice clans. Manny woke in a rush, donned his battle gear, and modified rifle. The Mouse warrior ran out, silent, and joined his battle mates. He grumbled to his inferior as he was briefed.

"Sorry again, sir, for using your name but you would not wake." The young warrior trembled as his superior eyed him.

"Again, you are fine, Private, go rank up." A rough voice did not reassure the warrior as he ran off.

A siren went off, and then gunshots sounded. This made Manny double-time his run to his own superior. He slid to a halt when he spotted the Command tent aflame and four Cat soldiers bent over a corpse ripping it to shreds. He raised his rifle, scoped out the first feline head, and pulled the trigger. A howl then a wet thump came as one body fell backwards.

He readied his next shot and shot a second time, he took two down the fourth fled as the warrior realized he was the last one. Manny ran up to the remains and pulled the tags off his superior. He cursed as he realized he was now the ranking officer on the field. He ran for cover and prayed for backup. He crouched in the shadows and pressed a button on his arm, a Heads Up Display unit eyepiece unfolded from his helmet and began to flicker green dots and arrows.

He sighed the closest squad was across town. He quietly voiced a command and a new set of arrows appeared along with the distance. He smiled and stood them turned to the squad marked ‘Delta.' He started running towards them while adjusting his radio to their frequency.

"Delta Squad, this is Colonel Manny Yamson. Stand your position, I am coming to your Location. Over."

"This is Delta Lead. Roger that, Colonel."

Manny sighed and ran as fast as he could. Sooner than he wished his HUD flashed him a warning that weapons had been locked on him, it was Delta Squad to his relief, or at least their scout. He stopped as Delta Leader, Samson Squawls, came out of the shadows and looked at Manny with a grim stare.

"Good to see you are still alive, Sammy, but I have terrible news for you."

"Sir?"

Manny handed Samson the tags then checked his HUD for odd blips. "I am sorry."

"I guess this makes you the ranking officer, sir."

"Samson," Manny ejected the clip and checked the magazine. "I am joining your team on what could be a suicide run. I let one of those bastards run."

"Sir. Yes. Sir! Delta, regroup."

"Samson, one other thing."

"Sir?" Samson's tail flicked nervously as though the bad news had not affected him. His five men started to join them.

"If anything happens, I want you to take charge. Those Cats have gotten our roster somehow and been taking down the leads, I am the last one on the list so you will be the reserve."

"Yes, sir."

"If you need to talk about your father, I am here." Manny gripped Samson's shoulder.

"Maybe later, Manny."

Samson turned to his squad and issued them to protection positions. Then he adjusted the Squad roster to include the Colonel. Manny greeted them then told them his plan to fight their way into the Cat's home base and find the lead roster at any cost. After he was done talking, he turned over the lead to Samson.

"Let's go skin the damn Cat that killed my Father." Samson growled then checked his weapon. His Squad mates followed suit and remained silent. Manny always thought the five Special Operation Squads were odd but a red blip caught his eye.

"We have weapon lock." Manny whispered as he slowly looked around.

"Back to back slowly. Eagle, do your thing." Samson barely muttered out but his squad picked up his words.

"Boogey on six, rooftop with Sharp." A moment after "Eagle" said the Cat's position, a single rifle round sounded and the Cat fell. "Clear."

Samson grunted and waved then pointed to the closet alleyway. Manny remained silent as the others but seemingly less disciplined. He paid attention to his HUD more than his path. His trimmed whiskers twitched as he sniffed the air. The stench of blood was overwhelming, he had the urge to run, but his war-trained mind stayed his feet. Manny growled as a blip appeared.

"New target. Unknown disposition. Scratch that, my spy has just shown his sign."

"YOU made Cat allies?" Samson growled.

"Underground. Merrlon, what news have you?"

A feline growl responded then the owner of the voice showed up. "Do you always have to do that?"

"No, but it keeps me happy. So?"

"I have only been able to get one thing, they plan on capturing you." Merrlon jumped from his perch to the ground.

Delta Squad trained their weapons on the unarmed Cat.

"Easy Mice. Do you know the invasion force frequencies, Merrlon?"

"There are none, this is the Frasca Force. The ones who fight off the ones who want both our lands."

"Damn them! Thanks, Merrlon, I'll put extra rations in the payment as soon as I get to it." A flash grenade went off a block away and startled all of them. "Go hide, my friend, and be safe."

Merrlon ran. Manny watched him, even after the years of working with the Cat; he was awed at how he moved. Samson pulled him into the shadows again and put on a pair of night vision goggles. He handed a pair to Manny then waited. Manny put the pair on and turned it on. He had never worn one of these devices since his trainee days. His already good night sight was tripled. If he did not know better, he would say that the day had a green haze.

"You know I'd rather depend on my own eyes. Shall we cross the line?"

"Boys, let's have some fun."

Manny pinned his HUD to the status pin and scrolled through the names. He was actually shocked that he only knew Samson. He took the moment of silence to memorize the aliases of the Squad. The moment ended loudly as a grenade sent debris their way. The one dubbed "Bruno" cursed, Bruno, the demolitionist, pulled a stone chip out of his large ear.

"Damn, I wanted a piercing but not like this. Pinky, can you patch me?"

"Sure," Pinky, the field medic, looked at the wound. "It went through, small hole. Too big for the piece you wanted me to use."

"Great, that's three hundred down the drain. Oh well, I'll look at it later and see if I still want it."

"Cut the chatter, you two, we have bigger problems." Samson ordered them gruffly.

Samson raised his weapon as he turned to a corner and watched a Cat fall to his knees with fear in his eyes as he stared at them. Behind him, another Cat covered in blood held a shotgun to the back of his rival's head. Manny raised his rifle and smiled.

"The first POW on our side. Tie him up and we will make a detour to de-claw this one. Good work, Merrlon."

"This one knows who I am, we cannot afford to let him flee."

"Then you're in charge of him, he tries anything, shoot out his knees." Manny smiled evilly making both Cats shiver.

"Yes, sir."

The prisoner hissed as the one dubbed "Ace" tied a climbing rope around his hands and tail. He pulled the rope tight to finish it off then handed the rest to Merrlon. Manny could tell that the squad did not trust Merrlon so he went to cover the Cat's tail. Manny nodded to Samson then waited for orders. Samson ordered them to move on, Manny hesitated for a moment, feeling...something stirred within him as he watched his close friend and only ally swing his tiger striped tail.

For the first time, Manny actually took note of Merrlon's colors; he is everything like a tiger of the West. He sighed and bit his lip as he realized he was becoming aroused from the thought of Merrlon playing a game of cat and mouse. With a smile, he followed and returned his mind to the battle. Every so often, Manny stared, for a moment, at Merrlon's muscular backside and pondered what he looked like without his clothes.

Manny nearly ran his nose into the Cat when they stopped in front of him. He poked around to look, he moaned as he found that they were at the base. Had they walked the five kilometers from town and he did not notice it? He pulled out his pass card and went to open the gate.

The gate beeped as it accepted his card then slid slowly open. They rushed through before it closed on them. Manny walked beside Merrlon to keep himself focused and to show he was no threat. He leaned closer to his friend and wondered if he would notice him the same way. Merrlon looked down at his smaller ally and smiled shyly.

"Sir!" A young private ran up to the group and eyed the Cats then saluted.

"At ease. What do you want?"

"Is it true? The General is gone?"

"Yes, I could not get to him fast enough."

"Oh, sir, we've received word from the Capital. You have an immediate promotion to Field Commander. Congrats, Sir."

"Damn, thank them for me in the nicest way you can."

"You get a promotion and you don't want it?"

"After what I've learned. No, I don't but I'll take it. Samson, will you and the private help Merrlon to the cells then someone escort him to my office. I need help rethinking my plans." With that, Manny turned and parted from the group as fast as he could.

Manny shut the door behind him as he slid to a stop then went to his desk and sat. He moaned then shoved his face into his small hands. A moment later, a knock made him jump and curse. He stood, straightened his jacket then went to open it.

"The Cat has been escorted like you asked, Sir."

"Merrlon, his name is Merrlon. Learn it, he will be staying with me for a while. Merrlon, do join me...alone." He gave the private a cross look then went back into his office.

Merrlon came in and shut the door then turned to Manny. "So, why did you want me?"

Merrlon raised a brow then sat down in the chair in front of the desk. He smiled and looked around for anything out of place. He grabbed a notepad and wrote down a statement. Before he slid the pad, he asked a question to cover the sound.

"So, what plans did you have?" Merrlon said as he slid off his shoes, he then stood and went to an out of place picture frame.

"I was going to rush in fighting, but I realized that it would be to hard to survive."

Merrlon grinned then picked the frame up and quickly took off the back. The picture had been bugged; he quickly ripped the wires off then smashed the device. He growled then turned to Manny. He curled his claws into a fist and shook it.

"I do not know how, but they bugged this place. They know my name and voice now. I cannot return without escort. Even then, I could not stay."

"Well, I was going to ask you if you wanted to stay with me, now it seems you are going to have to do so."

"Are you sure?" Merrlon's ears drooped, as did the rest of his face.

"It seems that I am the only one that trusts you, the rest do because I have told them to trust you. You have the military training, you know their techniques, beyond that I find you a valuable asset and close friend. I would love to be closer to you. Frankly, my only other friend was ripped into shreds today."

Merrlon could not help but smile slightly. "I am both grateful and sorry. I will take your offer with honor. I am going to need clothes though and a new uniform."

"I will do whatever I can. But for now..." Manny pulled up his phone and pushed the intercom button. "Delta Leader, report to Yamson's office on the double."

After Manny hung the receiver up, Merrlon crossed his arms and leaned back in the chair. "So, if and when we strike, where would we go first?"

"I'd either go underground or fly above them."

"Flying would kill you, too many Anti-Air gunners. I do not think anyone but miners would be underground, even then, it may be dangerous from topside bombing but safer from being spotted."

A knock sounded and Manny stood. "Come in, Samson."

Samson came in with his helmet under his arm. His ears are too short for his build, just like his father. Manny could tell Samson was paler than normal, his dark gray coloring stuck out and his skin was flushed. Manny sighed as Samson took a chair, then a tear rolled down Samson's cheek.

"You look like you've seen a ghost."

"What was left of my father..."

"Do you want leave?"

"You know me better than that, Sir."

"Very well. Do you have intelligence from the other side."

"No, Sir, but Charlie Squad does. Do you want me to contact them?"

"A.S.A.P." Manny stood and turned to straighten up a plaque. "Sammy, there are things we need to talk about. About your father. So stay alive, I may not be there to watch your back."

"Yes, Sir!"

"Dismissed, solider."

"Sir. Yes, Sir!"

Manny slouched slightly as the door shut again. He turned and smiled at the tiger striped Cat, that he had declared his, then walked around to him. He reached up and scratched the Cat's ears.

"I am getting hungry, how about you?"

"What are you up too? And yes, I am."

"Various things, come on. We'll head home and enjoy ourselves."

"Can I get my clothes washed? They are drenched with the stench of blood."

"Of course. I will be happy to do so."

"Merrlon started to purr as Manny turned to the door. "You do know my past, right?"

"Which part? The physical love for rodents like me?"

"How'd you find out about that? I meant...my sleepwalking."

"Sure, come on. I'll tie you down, with a smile." Manny chuckled and stepped into the hall.

They walked around the building and stopped at a desk to sign out a rifle for Merrlon. Then they moved to another section to get Merrlon a uniform measure. They finally left and headed to the base's housing district where Manny lived. Merrlon commented that everyone seemed to avoid them. Before long, the Military Police surrounded them and stopped them. Manny sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Merrlon was about to say something but was stopped by Manny.

"Stand down, he is a rebel from his own army. I took him in long ago as a spy and now my guard. If you think you can take him down, I won't be coming to your funeral."

The MP's dropped their weapons then parted to let the Field Commander pass. Merrlon bowed as he passed the Mice and caught up with his friend. A rock hit Merrlon in the side then a shout from a child followed. Manny sighed wishing there was a faster way, all of the vehicles were in use.

"Manny, I hope your people will at least try to give me a chance."

"Me too, my house is on the next block. Just keep ignoring them. In the morning, I will call for a ride."

They said nothing until Manny opened the door to his house and they went in. They then locked away the outside world. Manny peeled his coat off and hung it up neatly then looked at Merrlon and found that he was sniffing the air. Manny shook his head then tugged on his whiskers.

"I know a personal secret of yours, but do you know any of mine?"

"Only that you were raised by your mother."

"I am part Rat, a Rouse if you will. No one but my mother, and now, you know. I would like to keep it that way."

"You look Mouse enough to me."

"Exactly. I took after my mother, expect for one thing." Manny rubbed the crotch of his pants and winked at Merrlon.

"We've been allies, for what, ten years now?" Merrlon paused a second.

"Twelve."

"Whatever. My point is, I do not think we could cross that line."

"Tonight is the last night we will be of separate military. We might as well enjoy ourselves." Manny grabbed his shirt and started to pull it off.

Merrlon stared though he tried to reject. Manny pulled the shirt off his body then flexed while swinging his tail side to side. Merrlon licked his lips as Manny tortured him. Next came the pants, he spread the fly to reveal the white briefs that seemed to glow against his gray fur. Then he turned tail and then looked back.

"I am sure you have the same problem. Would you?"

"I...I..." Merrlon sighed then slowly reached for the hidden button.

Manny wrapped his tail around the arm and squeezed gently, Merrlon stopped for a moment then continued to unbutton him. The pants fell leaving Manny in his ‘tidy whities' and a smile. He turned and reached for the Cat's pants. Merrlon took a step back and stared at his feet.

"Manny, though you are my closet, nay, only friend I got now. I must confess, I have had many a night when I have dreamed being with you but I would wake in a blood lust. Before I would wake, I had devoured you."

"Nightmares are just that. Do you not think I would not dream of scavenging on a corpse then find it was you I was eating? I would end up coming to my senses with my pistol down my throat and your voice talking me out of it. Besides, you wanted me to wash those blood soaked clothes."

Merrlon nodded feeling a little better about himself and undid his pants and shirt. Manny eyed him and whistled. He gathered the clothes and started to walk. With a lusty smile, he turned back and glanced down to Merrlon's groin.

"Want them washed to?"

"Oh, come on, Manny!" He sighed and peeled his briefs off and tossed them at Manny.

In turn, Manny shed his and fingered his scrotum. "This is what I got from dear old dad."

"Okay, now I am jealous."

"Then follow me. After I start the load, I am going to the bedroom."

Merrlon thought for a moment then nodded hating himself a little. "Fine, I am coming." He uncovered his groin feeling shy but he knew Manny would not spread rumors. "I can't say I will get used to this."

"What? Walking around in your fur? It is only natural. Besides, doesn't the freedom feel good?"

"Yeah, but what if your neighbors look in?"

"They won't. Ever since I shot out a Private's knee for snooping around my backyard, no body dares try to look past the fence."

Manny opened a set of sliding doors to reveal the washer and dryer. He tossed the clothes in and pulled out the briefs then set them aside. He then measured the detergents and poured them in. He kicked in the wash cycle then motioned down the hall.

Merrlon followed silently, watching the tail in front of him swing gently. He purred as he got used to his nudity in a strange place and started to become aroused. He started rubbing himself with his paw, he noticed that Manny had stopped and stared hungrily at him. Manny pointed at the door to his room and licked his lips.

"You're bigger than I imagined."

"I could say the same." Merrlon purred gently.

"Want to find out who is bigger?"

"Maybe. First, I want to find out what flavor you are. Sugar sweet or citrus goodness?"

"Good question. Let's find out." Manny smiled and walked into the bedroom.

Manny went to sit on the bed. Merrlon chuckled and strutted to the bed slowly then knelt down and spread Manny's legs. Merrlon bent down and licked Manny's scrotum. The Mouse shivered and moaned, he then bent over the head and pushed himself up slightly. Merrlon growled slightly and nipped at the sac.

Manny fall back and whimpered. Merrlon looked up, stuck a finger up and revealed a claw. With a smile, the Cat rubbed the rim of Manny's tail hole as he started to lick at the aroused shaft of his playmate. Manny moaned then fell onto his back and lifted his hips.

Merrlon pulled away and patted the throbbing shaft. He winked at the Mouse and crawled up the bed. He licked the chin of his playmate and fingered the large ears. Then he rolled onto his back and waited for his turn.

"So?" Manny asked as he turned himself about and grabbed Merrlon's sac.

"Taste like citrus. You have a good diet and plenty of fruit."

"Bet you taste like fish."

"I do not, just wait and taste."

Manny squeezed the orbs and compared them to his own, slightly larger. He smiled then licked at the relaxed shaft. He shoved his tongue under the shaft then pulled it into his mouth. He ran his tongue down the shaft then he pulled his muzzle to the tip of the bristly shaft. Merrlon's knees shuttered, he moaned and flexed himself as the sensation went through him.

Manny swallowed the growing shaft into his throat and toyed with the rest of the flesh with his tongue and fingers. Merrlon groaned and gave a small thrust as he rewarded Manny with his seed, Manny pulled the shaft out of his throat to taste the male juice. He swallowed several times before Merrlon's shaft went limp and allowed Manny to smile.

"Salty and you do taste like fish. I bet your lovely cheeks would look great against my hips."

"What are you saying?" Merrlon began to grow worried.

Manny grinned, "Roll over and I'll show you."

Manny grabbed Merrlon's legs and rolled him and then lifted the tiger striped tail. Manny shoved a finger in his mouth and moistened it well then he rammed the wet finger into Merrlon's tight tail hole and wiggled it. Merrlon howled but did not try to resist. Manny smiled and edged closer then grabbed his stiff shaft and pressed it against Merrlon's flesh.

Manny moaned as he shoved himself into his playmate's tight hole. He waited a moment for Merrlon to stretch to his size then he began to thrust. At first, he was gentle then he gained speed. Merrlon huffed with each inward thrust, Manny just rolled his eyes back and panted.

"Oh, oh my God! I...I am going to explode!" Merrlon howled.

"Hell yeah!" Manny replied as he reached under the Cat and started to rub the shaft that was bouncing and throbbing in time with his thrusts.

Manny grunted and slammed his hips into Merrlon's, his tail twitched violently as his seed spilled into his mate. Not long after, Merrlon spilled his seed into Manny's hand. Manny took the collected seed and smeared it over his chest then fell over Merrlon's back and squeezed him as tight as he could to smear both of them with the Cat's semen. They rested like this for a moment, catching their breathes, finally Merrlon looked back to his new mate with a smile.

"Can I claim you?" Merrlon purred out.

"Anytime. You ready to do me?"

"A little longer, please, I like this."

"You love to cuddle, do you?" Manny rubbed his mate's chest.

"I do. I have to say, of all I have been with, you are the first to push dominance over me and I love it. Could you...could you tie me and whip me?"

"After while, right now, I want to hold you and nothing more." Manny sighed and shifted a little. "Do you think we could make a pact with the Hounds?"

"You have a death wish, don't you?"

"Think about it. One continent, three races, at peace."

"What about the Rats?"

"They are part of the Mouse clans though they are somewhat shunned."

"There would have to be proof all three races could live in peace."

"You're right, we may have to stage a disappearing act so we can get things started." Manny tried to lift himself up but ended up pulling fur. "Um, the shower is behind that door to the left."

Merrlon sighed and edged his way off the bed. Manny wrapped his legs around his mate and held on tight. Merrlon bounced his passenger a little, as they moved slowly to the shower room. Merrlon looked at the large shower and frowned.

"I am glad that it is just a shower."

"Could be worse, we could be forced down to the river like this."

"True enough." Merrlon stepped into the stall and turned it on.

All the while, as they cleaned up, Manny thought of a way to talk to his superiors about letting him go missing for the better of the battle. He dropped to the floor, rushed to the closet phone, called the Capital, and let them know his plan to leave first thing in the morning to head to the Hound lands and try to get a treaty started. He hung up with a smile and started to pack some clothes.