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This was a Halloween fic but I think it works as just a scary psychological type thingy. And please feel free to comment if that's possible", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Figured I might as well try posting one of my shorter fics to see how it works. This was a Halloween fic but I think it works as just a scary psychological type thingy. And please feel free to comment if that's possible", "writing": "Thunder rolled across the sky as the young fox entered the bathroom, his fur was as white as a cloud and his eyes as blue as the sky. He cocked his head to the side as voices ran through his six-year-old head.\n\nHe looked into the mirror and saw a red fox with haunting green eyes looking back at him. The world seemed to spin as he stared into the eyes of the other soul and felt as if he was falling into darkness.\n\n---------------------------------\n\nThe ticking of a clock is what brought him back to reality; he let out a growl realizing his wrists were bound to the chair as Wagner began to flow into the room from an open door.\n\n“Guttentag, Herr Fox, I see you finally woke up,” a fur walked into the room, his features were cloaked with shadows, all but his uniform. The fox let out a deep growl as his eyes focused on the tan uniform and the red band on his forearm adorned with a swastika. \n\nThe scent that filled the fox’s nose was one of death and blood, “Damn Nazis…”\n\nA chuckle filled the room and mixed with the music, “Just because I choose to wear what the Furor wishes us to wear does not make me a Nazi.”\n\nFox’s ears lay against his head from the sound of the fur’s voice alone; it dripped with venom and a disturbing melody, “Then what the hell are you?”\n\nHis eyes shone bright green from behind his glasses as he bowed with a slight hiss, “I am just a doctor granted with many patients.”\n\nFox shuddered at that and looked around at the other furs in the room, mostly dogs, but part of him could tell there was something wrong a few of them.\n\nFlashes of blood and fur filled his head as well as a serpentine hiss and a soft chuckle.\n\nFox shook his head and growled only to hear the other furs in the room laughing at him as the doctor smiled a toothy smile, “Now, now, Herr Fox, that is no way to treat your host.”\n\nA fist connected with Fox’s face, he heard a sickening snap inside his head and blacked out.\n\n----------------------------------\n\nBlood, fur, screams, a howl of pain, a gunshot…\n\nThe coppery taste of blood filled his mouth as he woke up; Fox let out a growl and tried to touch his face only to find that the ropes that once bound him were replaced with chains.\n\nHe looked around the room in a daze and saw the fur who had hit him dead on the floor with his throat ripped out and his arm bent unnaturally; a bullet to the head topped off the strange scene.\n\n“My you are an unusual fox …,” the doctor said with a grin as he cleaned his glasses of stray splatters of blood.\n\nFox let out a growl and glared at the fur before him, “What the hell happened?”\n\nThe doctor began to chuckle, “Poor lad, he never stood a chance against you… I never have seen such narcissism as yours, murdering furs for hitting your face.”\n\nFox shook his head and growled, it wasn’t the first time he had blacked out and attacked something, he had done it to his cousin multiple times, but he had never killed anything in that state.\n\n“It seems your claws and teeth became even more beastly then one would think possible…”\n\nFox flexed his paws and felt the stickiness of drying blood covering one of them.\n\n“We had to put him down after you were restrained… I apologize for your rough treatment,” the doctor bowed slightly; “it seems you are a worthy patient.”\n\nFox growled again and tried to lung at the fur, “You bastard!”\n\n“Perhaps,” the doctor’s smile appeared again, “To my face they call me the Doctor.”\n\nFox chuckled at that, “They call me Fox.”\n\n“I don’t doubt that,” the Doctor’s eyes shone from behind his glasses as he held up a pair of dog tags, “Damian Fox… or perhaps Domon Kitsune would be more apropos…”\n\nFox let out a startled gasp, “How do you know that name?”\n\n“You are a rather talkative fox in your sleep, Herr Fox.”\n\nThe doctor walked close to him and ran a clawed hand through his long red hair, “I just wish I knew where this “Hunter” of yours is…”\n\nFox let out a deep growl and tried to snap at the hand, its black fur stunk of death as much as the rest of him.\n\nFlashes of a wolf ran through his head as did the sound a lullaby from their childhood and the stench of death.\n\nFox shook his head and glared at the doctor, blood lust evident in his eyes, “If you so much as say that name again, I’ll rip your tongue out!”\n\nHe chuckled at the fox’s response and flicked a forked tongue from between his lips, “Perhaps we should make a deal then?”\n\nFox growled at the fur, “What kind of deal?”\n\n“You will allow me to study that strange beast inside of you and I will forget all about your dear Hunter.”\n\nFox nodded with a growl and felt a wave of pain wash over him as the fur pulled a blade and carved a symbol into his forearm. \n\n---------------------------------\n\nThe young fox’s face never changed as he dug a blade into his arm carving a large M inside a star.\n\n--------------------------------\n\nFox’s stomach growled, he had agreed to the terms of the doctor’s deal, yet he had not been fed in weeks and feared his approaching death. He paced around his cell the sound of the chain that connected him to the wall rattling with each step.\n\nHe felt pain in his arm where the doctor carved him. Anger and hunger were battling for dominance and it seemed as if hunger was winning.\n\nHis claws clicked along the ground having been stripped of his belongings for observation and experimentation. His nose perked up, something smelled edible on the other side of the door.\n\nHe lunged at it, his claws digging into the metal of the floor as rage coursed through him trying to force himself to reach the wooden barricade between himself and a fresh meal.\n\nSomewhere in his mind, he heard a voice crying out as images of dead children filled his head. He didn’t care anymore as the chain gave way to the sheer strain put on it from the ravenous beast he had become.\n\n-------------------------------------\n\nThe door flew open and the first thing he saw was a mouse, his claws raked through the air as he slashed at his prey. He heard screams but didn’t care, his hunger obliterating his rational mind as he pivoted and slashed at the source of the scream, blood flew and he sunk his teeth into another screaming piece of meat ripping a hunk from its neck to be choked down by his hunger.\n\nHe ripped pieces of flesh from bone and reveled in the taste of the meat and blood finally filling the void he felt within. Blood coated the inside of his throat quenching his thirst, as his hunger was slowly sated with the remains of his prey.\n\nHe slowly came to his senses as his belly was filled and looked around at the carnage he had brought about. Three children lay around him, gutted and partially devoured, he could barely tell the species of any of them by sight, but he knew one was a mouse, another a rabbit, and the last a bat. He felt as if he was going to vomit, but the beast within forced him to hold it in.\n\n“You’re a sick bastard!” Fox screamed as tears streamed down his face washing trails in the blood covering him.\n\nA lullaby ran through his head again as if part of him was trying to comfort him. He let out a growl, looked down at the children, and began to sing what was in his heart.\n\n----------------------------------\n\nThe young fox sang along, seeing golden eyes reflected instead of green. He knew that voice was his teachers yet didn’t know why it was there…\n\n-----------------------------------\n\nFox awoke to darkness and his cell once again, the heads of the three children sat on the floor by his door staring at him.\n\nHe let out a slight growl and felt sick thinking he saw the eyes of the children light up gold, silver, and bronze.\n\n“I’m so sorry…” he began to cry again, “I was too hungry to know what I was doing…”\n\nA voice seemed to come from the silver-eyed head, “I tried to warn you, but that beast wouldn’t listen…”\n\nFox shook his head and just stared in confusion. He must have started to lose his mind…\n\nAt that moment the door opened and in walked the doctor, “That was a fascinating experiment, mein dear Fox.”\n\nFox growled and lunged at the fur, only to feel something strong and scaly slam into his chest hissing.\n\n“You must really stop trying to hurt me Herr Fox, I would never hurt you…” he chuckled as he patted the head of a large black snake that wrapped around his waist.\n\n“Why did you make me do it?” he let out a growl and dug his razor sharp claws into the steel floor.\n\n“I made you do nothing Herr Fox,” his eyes shone behind his glasses as a grin spread across his face, “I neither made you kill those pathetic urchins nor did I make you sing that lovely song…”\n\nFox sank to the floor; he didn’t know he had sung anything. He saw a flash of golden eyes from another head and let out a growl as he heard a voice.\n\n“I couldn’t just let you suffer…”\n\nFox let out a growl and stood on all fours, his ears twitching as he glared at the doctor, “What have you done to me you sick fuck!”\n\nThe doctor’s eyes shone with curiosity, as did the serpent resting against him, “Whatever do you mean Herr Fox? I have yet to do anything to you physically…”\n\n Fox lunged at the fur not caring what happened to him only to find himself restrained by a fur wearing a mask.\n\n“What the hell!?” Fox growled and slashed at the fur only to have it pass right through.\n\nThe doctor chuckled as he stood in the doorway, “My word… you seem to be unable to control that anger of yours.”\n\nThe masked fur applied pressure to Fox’s arm forcing him down to his knees and making him scream out in pain. A deep growl echoed from Fox’s throat as his claws glinted in the light as he tried again to slash at his attacker.\n\n“My pet there will not fall to your claws no matter how angry you get Herr Fox…” The doctor grinned, “He offered me a trade for the power to gain revenge for his lost brother…”\n\nFox’s head was racked with pain as he remembered all the furs he had killed, he let out a howl as he felt an intangible paw begin to slip into his back.\n\n“I-I’m sorry…” tears ran down Fox’s face as he felt his heart begin to be squeezed only for of the dead children to glare at him with eyes of bronze.\n\n“Never apologize for surviving,” he saw a butterfly flash before his eyes, as black as night with bronze eyes on its wings, “All things kill to live and all things die…”\n\nThe paw that was being restrained flexed and clamped down on the wrist of the fur holding him down. Both the doctor and the fur looked surprised before Fox’s hand began to glow.\n\n“We won’t die!” his eyes momentarily flashed the same bronze as he saw in his mind as the other fur began to scream in pain a flow of energy going from him to Fox’s glowing paw.\n\nHe doctor grinned as his tail swayed back and forth, its serpent head trying its hardest to stay looking ahead, “Very fascinating…”\n\nThere was an explosion of blood as the fur fell away from Fox, the hand that had been in his back ripping from his flesh as the fur regained a physical form in death. Fox let out a howl of pain and fell to the ground.\n\n----------------------------------------\n\nThe young fox’s face contorted in pain as his arm twisted around to slash his knife in the same place he saw in the mirror. \n\nBronze eyes glared out at him from the mirror accompanied by silver and gold.\n\n--------------------------------------\n\nFox awoke strapped to a hospital bed; he glanced around his body in pain.\n\nOpera music began to play as he heard the hiss of a snake next to his ear.\n\n“You are such a fascinating fox…” the doctor’s fur covered paw ran against his face.\n\nFox let out a growl and struggled against his restraints tired of being a lab experiment.\n\n“Get the hell away from me!” his eyes seemed to glow red as his claws shone in the light and tried to reach the straps around his wrists.\n\n“Nein, Herr Fox,” the chimera said with a stern face, “You agreed to be mine until you die…”\n\n“Then kill me you son of a bitch!” Fox snarled as his eyes began to cycle from red, to green, to gold, silver, and bronze.\n\nThe snake tail of the doctor brushed against his chest as its tongue flicked out, “I would if it was just you Herr Fox, but there are others…”\n\n“What the hell are you talking about?” \n\nThe doctor caressed Fox’s face, “You’ve called yourself “we” numerous times since I’ve had you… and that beast is obviously not you, my beautiful fox.”\n\nFox let out a cry of pain as a claw slashed into his face across his right eye. Blood seemed to boil from the wound as his eyes changed the same color.\n\n“You filthy bastard!” his teeth gnashed and his claws tried to break free to slash at him.\n\nAnother slash was made into his face as the doctor smiled down at him.\n\n“Temper, temper Herr Fox…” the doctor’s own forked tongue flicked out as he licked the blood from his claws, “I think I might know away to end you but allow the others to live…”\n\nFox growled and snarled at the sight of pleasure on the doctor’s face.\n\n“If you would just look over here…” the chimera walked across the room, Fox’s eyes never leaving his prey even as he approached three covered forms.\n\n“You and that beast seem to be one in the same mein dear Fox, however the others seem to be independent…” he pulled the sheets off of them one by one revealing what Fox could only call dolls that looked just like him except for the colors of their fur.\n\nThe doctor ignored the animalistic growls coming from Fox as he petted the fur of the dolls, “I have seen three other distinct minds inside of you, each showing a different power…”\n\nHe stroked the silver fox and smiled at Fox, “I have named each of them for you, mein dear Erebus…”\n\nFox let out a growl as the blood ran down his face, slowly draining what little bit of self-control he maintained giving way to just the beast.\n\nThe doctor smiled and pulled a scalpel from his coats pocket and walked over to the fox, “I named them after three of your sons, Hypnos, Thanatos, and Moros…”\n\nThe beast let out a howl of pain as the blade cut into his chest…\n\n-------------------------------------\n\nBlood stained the fox kit’s white fur as he cut into chest above the heart only to drop the knife as a song filled his ears. He slumped to the floor snoring gently as a silver furred fox walked in and looked down at his blood-covered form.\n\n“Not another episode…” Ryoku opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the first aid kit before scooping up the slumbering fox, “If this keeps up I will have to erase your past completely Nikolas…”\n\n \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Thunder rolled across the sky as the young fox entered the bathroom, his fur was as white as a cloud and his eyes as blue as the sky. He cocked his head to the side as voices ran through his six-year-old head.

He looked into the mirror and saw a red fox with haunting green eyes looking back at him. The world seemed to spin as he stared into the eyes of the other soul and felt as if he was falling into darkness.

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The ticking of a clock is what brought him back to reality; he let out a growl realizing his wrists were bound to the chair as Wagner began to flow into the room from an open door.

“Guttentag, Herr Fox, I see you finally woke up,” a fur walked into the room, his features were cloaked with shadows, all but his uniform. The fox let out a deep growl as his eyes focused on the tan uniform and the red band on his forearm adorned with a swastika.

The scent that filled the fox’s nose was one of death and blood, “Damn Nazis…”

A chuckle filled the room and mixed with the music, “Just because I choose to wear what the Furor wishes us to wear does not make me a Nazi.”

Fox’s ears lay against his head from the sound of the fur’s voice alone; it dripped with venom and a disturbing melody, “Then what the hell are you?”

His eyes shone bright green from behind his glasses as he bowed with a slight hiss, “I am just a doctor granted with many patients.”

Fox shuddered at that and looked around at the other furs in the room, mostly dogs, but part of him could tell there was something wrong a few of them.

Flashes of blood and fur filled his head as well as a serpentine hiss and a soft chuckle.

Fox shook his head and growled only to hear the other furs in the room laughing at him as the doctor smiled a toothy smile, “Now, now, Herr Fox, that is no way to treat your host.”

A fist connected with Fox’s face, he heard a sickening snap inside his head and blacked out.

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Blood, fur, screams, a howl of pain, a gunshot…

The coppery taste of blood filled his mouth as he woke up; Fox let out a growl and tried to touch his face only to find that the ropes that once bound him were replaced with chains.

He looked around the room in a daze and saw the fur who had hit him dead on the floor with his throat ripped out and his arm bent unnaturally; a bullet to the head topped off the strange scene.

“My you are an unusual fox …,” the doctor said with a grin as he cleaned his glasses of stray splatters of blood.

Fox let out a growl and glared at the fur before him, “What the hell happened?”

The doctor began to chuckle, “Poor lad, he never stood a chance against you… I never have seen such narcissism as yours, murdering furs for hitting your face.”

Fox shook his head and growled, it wasn’t the first time he had blacked out and attacked something, he had done it to his cousin multiple times, but he had never killed anything in that state.

“It seems your claws and teeth became even more beastly then one would think possible…”

Fox flexed his paws and felt the stickiness of drying blood covering one of them.

“We had to put him down after you were restrained… I apologize for your rough treatment,” the doctor bowed slightly; “it seems you are a worthy patient.”

Fox growled again and tried to lung at the fur, “You bastard!”

“Perhaps,” the doctor’s smile appeared again, “To my face they call me the Doctor.”

Fox chuckled at that, “They call me Fox.”

“I don’t doubt that,” the Doctor’s eyes shone from behind his glasses as he held up a pair of dog tags, “Damian Fox… or perhaps Domon Kitsune would be more apropos…”

Fox let out a startled gasp, “How do you know that name?”

“You are a rather talkative fox in your sleep, Herr Fox.”

The doctor walked close to him and ran a clawed hand through his long red hair, “I just wish I knew where this “Hunter” of yours is…”

Fox let out a deep growl and tried to snap at the hand, its black fur stunk of death as much as the rest of him.

Flashes of a wolf ran through his head as did the sound a lullaby from their childhood and the stench of death.

Fox shook his head and glared at the doctor, blood lust evident in his eyes, “If you so much as say that name again, I’ll rip your tongue out!”

He chuckled at the fox’s response and flicked a forked tongue from between his lips, “Perhaps we should make a deal then?”

Fox growled at the fur, “What kind of deal?”

“You will allow me to study that strange beast inside of you and I will forget all about your dear Hunter.”

Fox nodded with a growl and felt a wave of pain wash over him as the fur pulled a blade and carved a symbol into his forearm.

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The young fox’s face never changed as he dug a blade into his arm carving a large M inside a star.

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Fox’s stomach growled, he had agreed to the terms of the doctor’s deal, yet he had not been fed in weeks and feared his approaching death. He paced around his cell the sound of the chain that connected him to the wall rattling with each step.

He felt pain in his arm where the doctor carved him. Anger and hunger were battling for dominance and it seemed as if hunger was winning.

His claws clicked along the ground having been stripped of his belongings for observation and experimentation. His nose perked up, something smelled edible on the other side of the door.

He lunged at it, his claws digging into the metal of the floor as rage coursed through him trying to force himself to reach the wooden barricade between himself and a fresh meal.

Somewhere in his mind, he heard a voice crying out as images of dead children filled his head. He didn’t care anymore as the chain gave way to the sheer strain put on it from the ravenous beast he had become.

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The door flew open and the first thing he saw was a mouse, his claws raked through the air as he slashed at his prey. He heard screams but didn’t care, his hunger obliterating his rational mind as he pivoted and slashed at the source of the scream, blood flew and he sunk his teeth into another screaming piece of meat ripping a hunk from its neck to be choked down by his hunger.

He ripped pieces of flesh from bone and reveled in the taste of the meat and blood finally filling the void he felt within. Blood coated the inside of his throat quenching his thirst, as his hunger was slowly sated with the remains of his prey.

He slowly came to his senses as his belly was filled and looked around at the carnage he had brought about. Three children lay around him, gutted and partially devoured, he could barely tell the species of any of them by sight, but he knew one was a mouse, another a rabbit, and the last a bat. He felt as if he was going to vomit, but the beast within forced him to hold it in.

“You’re a sick bastard!” Fox screamed as tears streamed down his face washing trails in the blood covering him.

A lullaby ran through his head again as if part of him was trying to comfort him. He let out a growl, looked down at the children, and began to sing what was in his heart.

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The young fox sang along, seeing golden eyes reflected instead of green. He knew that voice was his teachers yet didn’t know why it was there…

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Fox awoke to darkness and his cell once again, the heads of the three children sat on the floor by his door staring at him.

He let out a slight growl and felt sick thinking he saw the eyes of the children light up gold, silver, and bronze.

“I’m so sorry…” he began to cry again, “I was too hungry to know what I was doing…”

A voice seemed to come from the silver-eyed head, “I tried to warn you, but that beast wouldn’t listen…”

Fox shook his head and just stared in confusion. He must have started to lose his mind…

At that moment the door opened and in walked the doctor, “That was a fascinating experiment, mein dear Fox.”

Fox growled and lunged at the fur, only to feel something strong and scaly slam into his chest hissing.

“You must really stop trying to hurt me Herr Fox, I would never hurt you…” he chuckled as he patted the head of a large black snake that wrapped around his waist.

“Why did you make me do it?” he let out a growl and dug his razor sharp claws into the steel floor.

“I made you do nothing Herr Fox,” his eyes shone behind his glasses as a grin spread across his face, “I neither made you kill those pathetic urchins nor did I make you sing that lovely song…”

Fox sank to the floor; he didn’t know he had sung anything. He saw a flash of golden eyes from another head and let out a growl as he heard a voice.

“I couldn’t just let you suffer…”

Fox let out a growl and stood on all fours, his ears twitching as he glared at the doctor, “What have you done to me you sick fuck!”

The doctor’s eyes shone with curiosity, as did the serpent resting against him, “Whatever do you mean Herr Fox? I have yet to do anything to you physically…”

 Fox lunged at the fur not caring what happened to him only to find himself restrained by a fur wearing a mask.

“What the hell!?” Fox growled and slashed at the fur only to have it pass right through.

The doctor chuckled as he stood in the doorway, “My word… you seem to be unable to control that anger of yours.”

The masked fur applied pressure to Fox’s arm forcing him down to his knees and making him scream out in pain. A deep growl echoed from Fox’s throat as his claws glinted in the light as he tried again to slash at his attacker.

“My pet there will not fall to your claws no matter how angry you get Herr Fox…” The doctor grinned, “He offered me a trade for the power to gain revenge for his lost brother…”

Fox’s head was racked with pain as he remembered all the furs he had killed, he let out a howl as he felt an intangible paw begin to slip into his back.

“I-I’m sorry…” tears ran down Fox’s face as he felt his heart begin to be squeezed only for of the dead children to glare at him with eyes of bronze.

“Never apologize for surviving,” he saw a butterfly flash before his eyes, as black as night with bronze eyes on its wings, “All things kill to live and all things die…”

The paw that was being restrained flexed and clamped down on the wrist of the fur holding him down. Both the doctor and the fur looked surprised before Fox’s hand began to glow.

“We won’t die!” his eyes momentarily flashed the same bronze as he saw in his mind as the other fur began to scream in pain a flow of energy going from him to Fox’s glowing paw.

He doctor grinned as his tail swayed back and forth, its serpent head trying its hardest to stay looking ahead, “Very fascinating…”

There was an explosion of blood as the fur fell away from Fox, the hand that had been in his back ripping from his flesh as the fur regained a physical form in death. Fox let out a howl of pain and fell to the ground.

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The young fox’s face contorted in pain as his arm twisted around to slash his knife in the same place he saw in the mirror.

Bronze eyes glared out at him from the mirror accompanied by silver and gold.

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Fox awoke strapped to a hospital bed; he glanced around his body in pain.

Opera music began to play as he heard the hiss of a snake next to his ear.

“You are such a fascinating fox…” the doctor’s fur covered paw ran against his face.

Fox let out a growl and struggled against his restraints tired of being a lab experiment.

“Get the hell away from me!” his eyes seemed to glow red as his claws shone in the light and tried to reach the straps around his wrists.

“Nein, Herr Fox,” the chimera said with a stern face, “You agreed to be mine until you die…”

“Then kill me you son of a bitch!” Fox snarled as his eyes began to cycle from red, to green, to gold, silver, and bronze.

The snake tail of the doctor brushed against his chest as its tongue flicked out, “I would if it was just you Herr Fox, but there are others…”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

The doctor caressed Fox’s face, “You’ve called yourself “we” numerous times since I’ve had you… and that beast is obviously not you, my beautiful fox.”

Fox let out a cry of pain as a claw slashed into his face across his right eye. Blood seemed to boil from the wound as his eyes changed the same color.

“You filthy bastard!” his teeth gnashed and his claws tried to break free to slash at him.

Another slash was made into his face as the doctor smiled down at him.

“Temper, temper Herr Fox…” the doctor’s own forked tongue flicked out as he licked the blood from his claws, “I think I might know away to end you but allow the others to live…”

Fox growled and snarled at the sight of pleasure on the doctor’s face.

“If you would just look over here…” the chimera walked across the room, Fox’s eyes never leaving his prey even as he approached three covered forms.

“You and that beast seem to be one in the same mein dear Fox, however the others seem to be independent…” he pulled the sheets off of them one by one revealing what Fox could only call dolls that looked just like him except for the colors of their fur.

The doctor ignored the animalistic growls coming from Fox as he petted the fur of the dolls, “I have seen three other distinct minds inside of you, each showing a different power…”

He stroked the silver fox and smiled at Fox, “I have named each of them for you, mein dear Erebus…”

Fox let out a growl as the blood ran down his face, slowly draining what little bit of self-control he maintained giving way to just the beast.

The doctor smiled and pulled a scalpel from his coats pocket and walked over to the fox, “I named them after three of your sons, Hypnos, Thanatos, and Moros…”

The beast let out a howl of pain as the blade cut into his chest…

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Blood stained the fox kit’s white fur as he cut into chest above the heart only to drop the knife as a song filled his ears. He slumped to the floor snoring gently as a silver furred fox walked in and looked down at his blood-covered form.

“Not another episode…” Ryoku opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the first aid kit before scooping up the slumbering fox, “If this keeps up I will have to erase your past completely Nikolas…”

 

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