DobermanFinn or well Finn is his real name. The other is just a catchy marketing name. Finn had a normal life to begin with.
He grew up with an average family and had a few friends and was going to college to be an engineer of some sort. But Finn had a secret that nobody knew. He was into kids starting from his teen years. 
He had a friend who liked kids that he randomly met online when he was sixteen or so. They jerked off together talking about all the nasty things they'd do to them and blah blah blah. It escalated to video chatting role playing raping kids until Finn asked him if he'd seen any before and he did. The online friend was the first to show Finn a man raping a baby which was so hot. Finn was sent the videos the online friend had and jacked off to them every night for a long time. 
The friend drifted away after awhile and he felt alone for a really long time. He never was able to find a real life friend to relate to and his desire for kids was getting stronger and stronger.
Finn wished he had the pedo life and not the boring one he had now. Little did Finn know his wishes were about to come true. He was walking to his college one day when all of a sudden before he walked out of his neighborhood a black SUV screeched to a stop next to him revealing men in black with their faces covered in masks.
Finn tried to run but before he got even five feet they grabbed ahold of his heavy backpack dragging him back into the SUV where they held guns to him driving off quickly yelling at each other to get the hell out of there as quick as they could.
Finn begged to be let go until one of the men put a veil over his head and pistol whipped him with the back of his gun knocking him out cold. It was hours later at night by the time he woke up.
He woke up dazed tied to a chair with an agonizing headache. It was dark and very little light was in the room. He had know idea where he was at. He started panicking shaking around trying to get loose of his ties until he heard the unlocking of a metal door shining a blinding light. He froze not able to say a word in fear of response.
Two men walked in being a bull and a grey wolf. They didn't look like nice furs at all. They had serious faces with really no emotion. The bull told him to stay quite as they were releasing his ties from the chair while they tied up his hands together and his mouth shut. They were escorting him out into a hallway that led down other hallways and eventually what seemed like an open area as the furs were not pushing him and telling him where to go anymore. 
He eyes started to focus on a small light in the center of what seemed like a large room with four furs around the light. As they approached he was harshly sat down in an empty chair where one of the men gave him a glass of water to guzzle down as he was dehydrated. His eyes started to focus in more and more until he could see clearly of his surroundings. 
There was a fur, a young fur like he was beaten with bruises all over his body, clothing torn, scratches of blood here and there. This wasn't looking good at all. The men tied his legs to the new chair but kept his hands free. [Why?]
He started to panic when a new firm grip grabbed hold of his left leg followed by a shoosh of calming tone. To his left sat and older elderly fura probably in his 50’s in a fancy navy blue suit and black tie . He was a hawk. 
He did as he was told as he thought more of the situation and what the hawk was doing to him trying to calm himself. “Take deep breaths puppy. Just do as I ask and you won't get hurt like this fellow to your right ok?” Finn had never been addressed in this tone before and knew he'd better do as the hawk said if he wanted to be unscathed. 
“Now if I'm correct your name is Finn and your a freshman at paw university where you're studying to be an engineer that you've not decided on what yet? You're 21 years old and have been a certified ASL interpreter for the deaf?”
Finn was in complete horror. How did he know basically everything of his life and profession? Why was he his target? He's never seen this fur in his life.
“Y...yes sir.” The hawk gave a nod and shooed the furs away that escorted him. All that was left was the hawk, him, the beat up fur and one other fur that was a big black furred wolf who seemed to have authority. The hawk sat back down and relaxed himself as if I was no danger or a concern in the first place which he was not. 
“It's ok to be afraid of me. You should be. Now all you have to do in order to go home is just interpret for me so me and this...gentlemen can resolve an issue we have and send you on your way. Can you do that for me?” Finn nodded eagerly, “Yes yes I can. Whatever you need.” 
“Ok. Ask him how much money he stole from me.” Money really! Why is money the issue that starts everything? Finn waved in the furs face to get his attention telling him that he was hear to help communicate and translate. The hawk spoke as if annoyed, “Speak aloud as you sign.” 
Finn looked back at him saying he was here to help sign and translate. “Keep going.” The beaten fur signed back slowly signing a lot of zeros that Finn had never seen before and didn't believe it was right and asked again still getting the same response. “$5,000,000” 
The Hawk seemed very displeased and annoyed in frustration. “What did he do with the money?” Finn translated to the fur where he signed back something Finn still couldn't believe. “I gave...the money to...the cubs that I freed...and told them to run back...home and to take...a million each.”
I looked back at the hawk shocked to what I was translating and the hawk seemed to know exactly what I was talking about. “Ask him what form of transportation he gave them.” Finn slowly signed the words to the fur with him replying, “I told them to split up
...take public bus transportation… along with schedules of the bus and routes...they had to take to get...home.” The hawk cursed loudly saying Fuck grunting kicking the chair he was sitting in almost losing his cool. “Ask him if he's done this before without my knowledge?!” Finn quickly translated shaking with the fur shaking his head. All of a sudden the hawk pulled out a gun and shot the fur in the face splattering blood all over his suit, the wolf fur, and Finn.
Finn was in shock and couldn't comprehend what just happened longer then it should've taken. The hawk was pissed yelling at the fur he just killed, “You worthless garbage!” He then looked to the wolf who he started to yell at saying, “Figure out where those cubs are going and figure it out NOW!” 
The wolf quickly took off and disappeared into the darkness leaving Finn all alone with the hawk. He didn't say anything as he had no authority to speak. “Now...sorry about that. Now *clears his throat*... Give me one reason that I shouldn't kill you myself and promise that you can stay quiet?” Finn tried to say something but fear was caught in his throat as he knew he wouldn't talk but didn't have the courage to say anything. Luckily his break came. 
“Sir wait. We may be able trust him. Look at what I found on his phone. I had to destroy his laptop it was college property with a tracker on it.” 
The hawk grabbed the phone from the fur who was a weasel who apparently figured a way passed his security lock. The hawk started scrolling through his phone looking at Finn and back down at the phone again and again until he gave it back to the weasel telling him to destroy it.
“You know what Finn? You're probably the luckiest fur in the entire world. That's if you want a new life...full of men...raping...torturing...and killing cubs? Are you willing to have this life and leave the one you have now behind?” 
Finn was shaking in his chair thinking hard. Was he really able to leave his life behind for this new life that this hawk was vaguely describing that sounded good. Well if he didn't he'd probably end up like the dead fur next to him. He gulped down the thing preventing him from talking and answered. “Yes.” 
The hawk smiled happily waving a guard to untie Finn. “Now walk with me.”