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These battles or series of battles that I am speaking of is the Right of Love, this controversial movement has been legal in multiple countries such as Canada and The Netherlands for years now however in the United States it has remained illegal in most states and most commonly targeted for violent and sometimes deadly crimes. Let's go to WolfNews corespondent James Thorough, who is at a Right to Love Rally in Kansas City, Kansas. How are things down there, James?\" The screen quickly shifts from the view of a black man in a very nice suit to a red fox in an equally nice suit standing with a microphone in his hand held several inches from the end of his muzzle surrounded by people and furries, some dancing and others singing or just generally just having a good time.\n\n\"Things could not be more joyous, then they are right here, right now. This is a Right to Love rally where people and furs all around the country come to celebrate their pride. So far the only states in the US to legalize interspecies marriage are Washington, New York, California, and Florida while the remaineder of the country still views it as a crime. Kansas being one of the states that recognizes it as a bond between living parties but doesn't accept it just yet. These rallies are an annual occurrence throughout the United States that has expanded far beyond the reach of just social media and coverage, every year at this particular festival many many musical performers attend such as this year where the scheduled performer is Ragnar Arcano...an EDM artist that is very active in the RTL community that has dedicated every cent that he makes tonight before and during his show to go to The Wayward Home Association. However sadly as with all things there has to be something to counter act all the joy here, let's go over to the anti-RTL campaigners.\" The fox started to walk over to the group of furs and people holding up picket signs that varied in what they read, most read something like \"keep the world pure\" or \"half-breeds don't deserve to live\". The red fox stood in front of a couple, both a man and a woman. The man dressed in a button up white shirt and black slacks waving a bible around and the woman in a nice dress regardless that it was nearly 80 degrees outside\n\n\"How are you all today?\" The red fox said before holding the microphone up to where the man could speak. The man smiled brightly and said.\n\n\"God is high in heaven watching over us as we do his work and our spirits couldn't be higher, how are you today good sir? My name is reverend Joel Anthony Smith, what is yours?\" The man asked the red fox holding the microphone.\n\n\"My name is James Thorough and it is very nice to meet you reverend, so you and this group believe that you are doing the work of God?\" When the fox said this the man continued to smile and the thrust his hand forward to the fox, the fox shook the mans hand. \n\n\"We do not believe we are doing the work of the lord...we know we are by doing what we can to keep his world pure. Our father in heaven said in his book that mankind may lay with mankind and womankind, yet those be damned who lay with furkind as they lay with man or woman.\" The man said before another man pushed the fox away, causing him to fall to the ground and scuff his suit along with ripping the elbows When he hit. \n\n\"You're lucky I'm a kind spirit, anyway reverend...it also says in the good book not to judge your brother for who he loves.\" The fox said as he stood back up only to be pushed back down by the same man. The group of protesters became even louder cheering for the man who pushed a defenseless fox to the ground while the reverend scolded the man for doing so. Some of the protesters even took this as an opportunity to act on violent thoughts, 5 protesters, both humans and furs, jumped over the barricade and attacked some of the furs and people dancing, they hurt 10 people and furs in total before being subdued by the police. I switched the TV off because of a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, the only thought in my mind was why is there so much hate in the world? That question has been asked by thousands of people and furs throughout history, making it possibly the most unoriginal yet important question in existence. My name is Adam, I am a human who is conflicted with certain desires that are considered heinous in my family. I'm gay and I was raised in a wholly Christian family, the only way that my father would let me stay in the house was if I attended a \"Pray The Gay Away\" camp for the summer between 6th and 7th grade which in fact was when my desires and personality truly blossomed. There was this little blue furred rabbit by the name of Hector and he was my tent-mate, we slept in the same sleeping bag, we played together, showered together, and he was my first...sadly though he was killed by an Anti-Halfer 5 years ago and now aside from those whose hearts and minds he touched along with the children he taught as a teacher are the only ones who remember his name, while others only remember that he was a statistic. It was when I heard that he had been killed that I was brought to tears in public and that was also the time that I came out to my parents, my father promptly disowned me right there on the spot while my mother remained silent. That's the sad life that I as a Halfer am doomed to live, if I die in an alley by the hands of an Anti-Halfer than I will only be remembered as a statistical difference and nothing more to those who didn't know me in life and since I was truthful to my parents I was disowned. I still have contact with my mother, because she believes that as long as I am happy that I am still her flesh and blood again sadly there aren't many people like that I the world now. I stood up from my slouched position and walked around my apartment, even for being single this was depressing. The only things in my living room was a small coffee table with no district features, a single Lazyboy chair with matching ottoman, an entertainment center with little in it aside from some scattered movies like Fight Club, A Clockwork Orange, Anna Kerinina, and several others, all shelved below a relativity large flatscreen tv, the last thing in the room was a lone lamp that was powerful enough to light the entire room on its own. I walked into the kitchen hoping to find some kind of nourishment, however when I opened the refrigerator I was only met with what some people would call a \"Single Guys Fridge\". \n\n\"This is fucking depressing...\" I said before I reached in and pulled out a single bottle of water and closed the door, I know how they say that you should be happy when you come home...but I wouldn't be happy unless Hector was here. I didn't say this earlier, but Hector and I dated through out high school. We kept it a secret except from those that we knew we could trust, to those others that didn't know it just looked like a really close friendship. Instead of kissing in public we walked really close together, instead of holding hands in public we shook hands, instead of hugging in public we'd high five. Our relationship went far beyond a normal high school relationship, I knew he was the one for me...all of that changed three months after graduation when I was sent over seas to fight. I was in the military reserves for the latter part of high school, and Hector encouraged me to continue on. It was two years into me being sent over that I finally had to break things off with Hector, me being away from him for so long and by such distance was causing him pain and I could tell this by just looking in his eyes. He said that he would wait for me until I got back and that is when I did everything I could to get back home, I wasn't until a year later that I had caught my commanding officer raping an innocent woman that he finally sent me home with an honorable discharge. When I got home my parents greeted me, but Hector was at a gay pride fair because he didn't know I was coming home that day...I purposely told him a date two days later so I could surprise him. My parents were alright with him being gay because they believed that they couldn't change him as much as they tried, however my father still wasn't happy that I was hanging around with him. It was only two days later that I had heard that the fair was attacked by Anti-Halfers and that eight people and furs were injured with two dead...Hector was one of those two. I had hit an all time low when I heard of his passing and for the majority of the time I was damn near suicidal, however I knew that in my heart Hector wouldn't want me to end my life to be with him...he would want me to fight for the cause that he fought for...that was when I became an RTL activist. Today there is a rally scheduled for 3:45PM and right now it is only 9AM, leaving me with nearly 6 and a half hours to myself. I was never a truly religious person, but since what happened to Hector I have always prayed before I went to a festival or ralley just in case something happens. I got down on my knees, closed my hands, bowed my head, and spoke softly.\n\n\"My lord, I humbly beg for you to watch over me at today's rally. I wish for you to watch over all of your children there today and make sure that they all remain in good health, both those there for reasons of freedom and reason of oppression. Regardless of thought or will we all remain your children and as any father should, I beg you to watch over us. I also ask you to deliver someone upon me to take the place Hector, your son that you called home. In your name I pray, Amen.\" This would be the fifteenth time that I have prayed for that, and yet still nothing happens. I stood from my kneeling position and continued to get ready for the rally, I walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I looked over my shirtless body, I still had the tone and strength of a military build however I was riddled with scars. One scar from over seas, another scar from my first rally where I was stabbed, another from a bar fight, another from when I was shot, and multiple others. As I recounted all of the scars and what brought them to be, tears started to form in my eyes. I looked at all of the scars eventually settling on a ring suspended in air by a golden chain, this was the ring I was going to give to Hector as a promise that someday we would be married...and now it hangs around my neck as a reminder that I once had someone to love wholeheartedly. I walked over to the washer and stripped myself of my pants, underwear and necklace, before stepping into the shower and turning the water on. There was a sudden chill as the cold water hit my shoulders, however the water quickly changed from frigid to warm and my tensed muscles relaxed. I let out a long breath as my nervous system adjusted to the temperature of the water. Hundreds if not thousands of thoughts filled my mind of what could happen at the rally today, the Anti-Halfers could attack us again, the rally could go on without a single problem, I could come home to a smouldering pile of ash, there could be a mass shooting from some religious fanatics, those were only some of the thoughts that barraged my psyche as I did my best to relax in the hot water. I stood in the water before I heard a multitude of thumps on the walls, seeing as my bathroom is relatively close to the porch I guessing it was something of a non-lasting vandalism. I turned off the water and quickly dried myself before slipping on a robe and walking outside only to see the front of my house splattered with eggs and an assortment of other vandalistic amenities scattered throughout the front yard. When I walked further past the porch, I saw a group of teenage boys both human and fur running away. \n\n\"Burn in hell you beast-fucker.\" One of the boys shouted as they ran away, the term Beast Fucker is a derogatory phrase for humans in a relationship or having a desire to be in a relationship with a fur. I know this because a quick internet search will tell you all that you need to know on the matter along through the several different derogatory terminologies for Halfers for no easily discernible reason, but right now I don't exactly care. I looked over and saw my neighbour Francis walk out of his house and stride over towards me, Francis is a gay black wolf of average height and a slightly chunky build but letting his demeanour fool you would be a horrifying mistake...I once saw an egg hit him and his niece. He remained calm for about a minute before having his niece go inside and as soon as the door was closed he took off. all I can say is that I've never seen anyone with a physique like that move so fast and hit someone to the ground so hard. I have lived across the street from Francis for nearly five years now, and he knows I'm a Halfer...he is too but he doesn't attend any rally's because he is scared that something might happen. I really can't blame him, if something happened and he was hurt I would blame myself more than anyone else plus it would be out that he was a Halfer and could therefore cause emotional or...God forbid...physical trauma to his niece through bullying...I couldn't do that to such a sweet and innocent little girl. As soon as Francis set foot on the grass he slowed his steps and the hair on the back of his neck started to stand on end, when it came to people hurting his friends, family, or vandalizing their property...Francis is not someone you want to mess with.\n\n\"I swear to god if those fuck-heads do something like this again I am going to beat them within an inch of their lives, this is the fourth time this week.\" He said with a look of pure disdain on his face, his niece walked up and stood close to him clutching the teddy bear that she carried around like it surgically attached to her hand. She looked at me with a concerted look on her face, her fur was just a fuzzy on appearance as her uncles but her blue eyes stood in complete contrast to her ask grey fur. She was wearing a short dress which ended at her knees with pink bows In her hair. \n\n\"Why do those people do that to your house mr. Aaron? She said as she rubbed her eyes, presumably from sleep. I knelt down to her level before speaking.\n\n\"Those people judge others because they aren't comfortable with themselves.\" I said to her before standing up. \n\n\"I'll never judge anyone, I don't want to hurt anybody on something they can't change.\" She said before a large smile stretched across her face. I rubbed her head and she started to wag her tail erratically, I looked toward Francis and he was smiling as well just his tail wasn't wagging. I noticed that Francis let out a sigh and I gave a conceding look, based on what he has told me in the past is that when he came out as being gay to his parents...they supported him fully...however his siblings didn't. He loved each and every one of his nieces and nephews as if they were his own flesh and blood, however unlike Anna's most of them believed that since he was gay that they shouldn't trust or support his actions and that simply he was doing this for attention. At a bar-be-que a couple years back I learned just how far Francis's siblings that warped their children's minds when as soon as Francis jumped into the pool that he had purchased for his family so that they would be more inclined to visit more often...all of the parents looked at their children and each and every one of them aside from Anna got out of the pool. Anna didn't really know what was going on since she was still a very young puppy and she only cared for splashing in the water...lets just say that the rest of the gathering was very strained from that point on. The look on Francis's face as soon as he surfaced made my heart sink, as if someone had ripped out his very soul and stomped it into the dirt. Since then I have only seen his sister, Anna's mother, come over almost on a daily basis so she can drop off Anna and sometimes sit and chat with Francis and I...my guess is that she is the only accepting person in his family. I stood and chat with Francis and Anna for about 30 more minutes before I went to clean up my yard...after that was done I then got ready for the rally.\n\n- 2 hours later -\n\nI got out of the cab that was driven by a bull that seemed to be too big for the car and was merely squeezed in there like somethings of sausage, walked into the fright house that we planed as meeting point, and quickly saw that the people and furs at the rally were preparing for the worst. Some were screwing in filters to gas masks on slings hanging to their sides, a few were checking tasers to see if they functioned, and some were even checking sights on small guns...all of them easily concealed handguns, I looked to my hip to assure that my extending baton didn't fall off while I was in the cab before someone threw a bandanna to me. The bandanna snaked me in the face and smelt like an expensive perfume that I knew only one person that wore it, I pulled the bandanna away and saw exactly who I expected to see. The person walking toward me was someone who I served with overseas. Her name is Mia and she was one of my commanding officers before I was discharged, she was also my training commander although we strangely stayed in contact after training and eventually became friends. She stood 6'2 and had tan skin because she was of Hispanic decent, her family is very accepting to the point that her brother is a Halfer and he still lives at home since he is only aged 17 years and has a minimum wage job. Mia hugged me as soon as she was close enough...it had been 3 weeks since I had last seen her, the only thing that changed in that time was that her hair was a brighter caramel colour and she had a new scar above her left elbow. 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Of course she called the police and told them what happened, the police took him away and one of them even bought Mia a shot before continuing on their patrol. I just stood there in shock of what I was being told, she beat a man until he was knocked out and then the police bought her a shot...that is definite not normal. There was a loud ringing then everyone in the building went dead silent, a few moments later a grey wolf in a military uniform stood up in front of a makeshift podium and spoke proudly.\n\n\"Everyone, today we march through the city to show that we will remain strong and to mourn those hurt or killed in the past. We march as a testament to those who seek to knock us down, a testament that states 'we are proud and we are strong...we will fight until our final breath. We march as a message to those who have been killed, a message that states your memory lives on with us.\" There was a long pause \"I stand before you not as a leader but as a brother in arms, don't look to me as someone who has all of the answers because I know not the events of today. I only pray that they are prosperous, we march in 10 minutes.\"\n\nThe wolf stepped away from the podium before the room erupted in applause, the sheer magnitude of the sound causing my ear to ring. The wolf walked toward us, shaking hands on his way, he stopped at Mia and hugged her. Mia lifted the wolf several inches off the ground before setting him down and releasing her grip on him. \n\n\"That was a great speech, Heinrich. I'm kind of wondering you stole it from something...\" Mia said as the wolf blushes slightly, his tail starting to wag slowly. Mia reached back and stretched at the bend of his ear, although clearly enjoying it the wolf ducked away slowly from the scratching. Eventually she stopped scratching and then pointed at me, I immediately felt like I was being interrogated. \n\n\"This is the guy I was telling you about, the one that is constantly moping around like there nothing to live for.\" Mia said before a smile stretched across her face, the wolf turned and faced me...I felt like I was ten inches tall before he stuck his hand out and smiled. \n\n\"My name is Heinrich Schäfer.\" The wolf said kindly as I reached out and shook his hand.\n\n\"My name is Adam Fuchs.\" His widened as he pulled me closer, he was started grinning...\n\n\"You and I both have German surnames, mine means Shepard...what does yours mean?\" The wolf's face went from elated to horrified in an instant, his ears laid down on the top of his head to make the scene even more pathetic.\n\n\"My name means fox and there is no reason to be embarrassed, it's nice to meet you Heinrich...\" I said before Mia inserted herself back into the conversation.\n\n\"You two are really awkward together...I have a feeling that you two are going to get along nicely.\" Mia looked down at her watch. \"Heinrich we have to get started.\" She said before Heinrich looked at his watch to see that it was time, he ran to the front of the group and spoke loudly that it was time to start the March. The large door opened and as if on a very long chain we all started to March, I felt someone grab my hand I looked down and saw that it was a small cub that was holding the hands of a human woman and next to her was a black panther. I held the cub's hand as I walked along. We walked for a while hand in hand before the black panther walked over lifted the small cub up to set him on his shoulders, for the longest time I had felt as if didn't have a family...but I realized in that instant...the people and furs surrounding me are my family. \n\n\"We will not be silent...we will not be silent...we will not be silent...\" Heinrich starting chanting through the megaphone and the rest of the group including myself quickly joined in, we marched and chanted for almost 3 miles before we met any opposition. The group that was standing in front of us were Anti-Halfers and quick proudly displayed it, ",
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Chapter 1: Savior
By: Ragnar Arcano
-the following is a fictional story set in an alternate universe where humans and Furries live side by side in pseudo harmony, this first chapter is marked as Mature due to political violence however the later chapters will be marked as adult as they will be focusing on the sexual aspect of this series. All characters are owned by RagnarArcano, aside from cameos that may appear in future chapters.-
-This story is meant for adult readers and not for anyone under the age of 18 as it depicts political violence and in later chapter will depict sexual actions between two male characters. Reader discretion is advised.
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"Same sex marriage is now legal nation wide and for the most part, the population is elated, however it brings to light several battles that have been occurring on and off throughout our great nation's history. These battles or series of battles that I am speaking of is the Right of Love, this controversial movement has been legal in multiple countries such as Canada and The Netherlands for years now however in the United States it has remained illegal in most states and most commonly targeted for violent and sometimes deadly crimes. Let's go to WolfNews corespondent James Thorough, who is at a Right to Love Rally in Kansas City, Kansas. How are things down there, James?" The screen quickly shifts from the view of a black man in a very nice suit to a red fox in an equally nice suit standing with a microphone in his hand held several inches from the end of his muzzle surrounded by people and furries, some dancing and others singing or just generally just having a good time.
"Things could not be more joyous, then they are right here, right now. This is a Right to Love rally where people and furs all around the country come to celebrate their pride. So far the only states in the US to legalize interspecies marriage are Washington, New York, California, and Florida while the remaineder of the country still views it as a crime. Kansas being one of the states that recognizes it as a bond between living parties but doesn't accept it just yet. These rallies are an annual occurrence throughout the United States that has expanded far beyond the reach of just social media and coverage, every year at this particular festival many many musical performers attend such as this year where the scheduled performer is Ragnar Arcano...an EDM artist that is very active in the RTL community that has dedicated every cent that he makes tonight before and during his show to go to The Wayward Home Association. However sadly as with all things there has to be something to counter act all the joy here, let's go over to the anti-RTL campaigners." The fox started to walk over to the group of furs and people holding up picket signs that varied in what they read, most read something like "keep the world pure" or "half-breeds don't deserve to live". The red fox stood in front of a couple, both a man and a woman. The man dressed in a button up white shirt and black slacks waving a bible around and the woman in a nice dress regardless that it was nearly 80 degrees outside
"How are you all today?" The red fox said before holding the microphone up to where the man could speak. The man smiled brightly and said.
"God is high in heaven watching over us as we do his work and our spirits couldn't be higher, how are you today good sir? My name is reverend Joel Anthony Smith, what is yours?" The man asked the red fox holding the microphone.
"My name is James Thorough and it is very nice to meet you reverend, so you and this group believe that you are doing the work of God?" When the fox said this the man continued to smile and the thrust his hand forward to the fox, the fox shook the mans hand.
"We do not believe we are doing the work of the lord...we know we are by doing what we can to keep his world pure. Our father in heaven said in his book that mankind may lay with mankind and womankind, yet those be damned who lay with furkind as they lay with man or woman." The man said before another man pushed the fox away, causing him to fall to the ground and scuff his suit along with ripping the elbows When he hit.
"You're lucky I'm a kind spirit, anyway reverend...it also says in the good book not to judge your brother for who he loves." The fox said as he stood back up only to be pushed back down by the same man. The group of protesters became even louder cheering for the man who pushed a defenseless fox to the ground while the reverend scolded the man for doing so. Some of the protesters even took this as an opportunity to act on violent thoughts, 5 protesters, both humans and furs, jumped over the barricade and attacked some of the furs and people dancing, they hurt 10 people and furs in total before being subdued by the police. I switched the TV off because of a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, the only thought in my mind was why is there so much hate in the world? That question has been asked by thousands of people and furs throughout history, making it possibly the most unoriginal yet important question in existence. My name is Adam, I am a human who is conflicted with certain desires that are considered heinous in my family. I'm gay and I was raised in a wholly Christian family, the only way that my father would let me stay in the house was if I attended a "Pray The Gay Away" camp for the summer between 6th and 7th grade which in fact was when my desires and personality truly blossomed. There was this little blue furred rabbit by the name of Hector and he was my tent-mate, we slept in the same sleeping bag, we played together, showered together, and he was my first...sadly though he was killed by an Anti-Halfer 5 years ago and now aside from those whose hearts and minds he touched along with the children he taught as a teacher are the only ones who remember his name, while others only remember that he was a statistic. It was when I heard that he had been killed that I was brought to tears in public and that was also the time that I came out to my parents, my father promptly disowned me right there on the spot while my mother remained silent. That's the sad life that I as a Halfer am doomed to live, if I die in an alley by the hands of an Anti-Halfer than I will only be remembered as a statistical difference and nothing more to those who didn't know me in life and since I was truthful to my parents I was disowned. I still have contact with my mother, because she believes that as long as I am happy that I am still her flesh and blood again sadly there aren't many people like that I the world now. I stood up from my slouched position and walked around my apartment, even for being single this was depressing. The only things in my living room was a small coffee table with no district features, a single Lazyboy chair with matching ottoman, an entertainment center with little in it aside from some scattered movies like Fight Club, A Clockwork Orange, Anna Kerinina, and several others, all shelved below a relativity large flatscreen tv, the last thing in the room was a lone lamp that was powerful enough to light the entire room on its own. I walked into the kitchen hoping to find some kind of nourishment, however when I opened the refrigerator I was only met with what some people would call a "Single Guys Fridge".
"This is fucking depressing..." I said before I reached in and pulled out a single bottle of water and closed the door, I know how they say that you should be happy when you come home...but I wouldn't be happy unless Hector was here. I didn't say this earlier, but Hector and I dated through out high school. We kept it a secret except from those that we knew we could trust, to those others that didn't know it just looked like a really close friendship. Instead of kissing in public we walked really close together, instead of holding hands in public we shook hands, instead of hugging in public we'd high five. Our relationship went far beyond a normal high school relationship, I knew he was the one for me...all of that changed three months after graduation when I was sent over seas to fight. I was in the military reserves for the latter part of high school, and Hector encouraged me to continue on. It was two years into me being sent over that I finally had to break things off with Hector, me being away from him for so long and by such distance was causing him pain and I could tell this by just looking in his eyes. He said that he would wait for me until I got back and that is when I did everything I could to get back home, I wasn't until a year later that I had caught my commanding officer raping an innocent woman that he finally sent me home with an honorable discharge. When I got home my parents greeted me, but Hector was at a gay pride fair because he didn't know I was coming home that day...I purposely told him a date two days later so I could surprise him. My parents were alright with him being gay because they believed that they couldn't change him as much as they tried, however my father still wasn't happy that I was hanging around with him. It was only two days later that I had heard that the fair was attacked by Anti-Halfers and that eight people and furs were injured with two dead...Hector was one of those two. I had hit an all time low when I heard of his passing and for the majority of the time I was damn near suicidal, however I knew that in my heart Hector wouldn't want me to end my life to be with him...he would want me to fight for the cause that he fought for...that was when I became an RTL activist. Today there is a rally scheduled for 3:45PM and right now it is only 9AM, leaving me with nearly 6 and a half hours to myself. I was never a truly religious person, but since what happened to Hector I have always prayed before I went to a festival or ralley just in case something happens. I got down on my knees, closed my hands, bowed my head, and spoke softly.
"My lord, I humbly beg for you to watch over me at today's rally. I wish for you to watch over all of your children there today and make sure that they all remain in good health, both those there for reasons of freedom and reason of oppression. Regardless of thought or will we all remain your children and as any father should, I beg you to watch over us. I also ask you to deliver someone upon me to take the place Hector, your son that you called home. In your name I pray, Amen." This would be the fifteenth time that I have prayed for that, and yet still nothing happens. I stood from my kneeling position and continued to get ready for the rally, I walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I looked over my shirtless body, I still had the tone and strength of a military build however I was riddled with scars. One scar from over seas, another scar from my first rally where I was stabbed, another from a bar fight, another from when I was shot, and multiple others. As I recounted all of the scars and what brought them to be, tears started to form in my eyes. I looked at all of the scars eventually settling on a ring suspended in air by a golden chain, this was the ring I was going to give to Hector as a promise that someday we would be married...and now it hangs around my neck as a reminder that I once had someone to love wholeheartedly. I walked over to the washer and stripped myself of my pants, underwear and necklace, before stepping into the shower and turning the water on. There was a sudden chill as the cold water hit my shoulders, however the water quickly changed from frigid to warm and my tensed muscles relaxed. I let out a long breath as my nervous system adjusted to the temperature of the water. Hundreds if not thousands of thoughts filled my mind of what could happen at the rally today, the Anti-Halfers could attack us again, the rally could go on without a single problem, I could come home to a smouldering pile of ash, there could be a mass shooting from some religious fanatics, those were only some of the thoughts that barraged my psyche as I did my best to relax in the hot water. I stood in the water before I heard a multitude of thumps on the walls, seeing as my bathroom is relatively close to the porch I guessing it was something of a non-lasting vandalism. I turned off the water and quickly dried myself before slipping on a robe and walking outside only to see the front of my house splattered with eggs and an assortment of other vandalistic amenities scattered throughout the front yard. When I walked further past the porch, I saw a group of teenage boys both human and fur running away.
"Burn in hell you beast-fucker." One of the boys shouted as they ran away, the term Beast Fucker is a derogatory phrase for humans in a relationship or having a desire to be in a relationship with a fur. I know this because a quick internet search will tell you all that you need to know on the matter along through the several different derogatory terminologies for Halfers for no easily discernible reason, but right now I don't exactly care. I looked over and saw my neighbour Francis walk out of his house and stride over towards me, Francis is a gay black wolf of average height and a slightly chunky build but letting his demeanour fool you would be a horrifying mistake...I once saw an egg hit him and his niece. He remained calm for about a minute before having his niece go inside and as soon as the door was closed he took off. all I can say is that I've never seen anyone with a physique like that move so fast and hit someone to the ground so hard. I have lived across the street from Francis for nearly five years now, and he knows I'm a Halfer...he is too but he doesn't attend any rally's because he is scared that something might happen. I really can't blame him, if something happened and he was hurt I would blame myself more than anyone else plus it would be out that he was a Halfer and could therefore cause emotional or...God forbid...physical trauma to his niece through bullying...I couldn't do that to such a sweet and innocent little girl. As soon as Francis set foot on the grass he slowed his steps and the hair on the back of his neck started to stand on end, when it came to people hurting his friends, family, or vandalizing their property...Francis is not someone you want to mess with.
"I swear to god if those fuck-heads do something like this again I am going to beat them within an inch of their lives, this is the fourth time this week." He said with a look of pure disdain on his face, his niece walked up and stood close to him clutching the teddy bear that she carried around like it surgically attached to her hand. She looked at me with a concerted look on her face, her fur was just a fuzzy on appearance as her uncles but her blue eyes stood in complete contrast to her ask grey fur. She was wearing a short dress which ended at her knees with pink bows In her hair.
"Why do those people do that to your house mr. Aaron? She said as she rubbed her eyes, presumably from sleep. I knelt down to her level before speaking.
"Those people judge others because they aren't comfortable with themselves." I said to her before standing up.
"I'll never judge anyone, I don't want to hurt anybody on something they can't change." She said before a large smile stretched across her face. I rubbed her head and she started to wag her tail erratically, I looked toward Francis and he was smiling as well just his tail wasn't wagging. I noticed that Francis let out a sigh and I gave a conceding look, based on what he has told me in the past is that when he came out as being gay to his parents...they supported him fully...however his siblings didn't. He loved each and every one of his nieces and nephews as if they were his own flesh and blood, however unlike Anna's most of them believed that since he was gay that they shouldn't trust or support his actions and that simply he was doing this for attention. At a bar-be-que a couple years back I learned just how far Francis's siblings that warped their children's minds when as soon as Francis jumped into the pool that he had purchased for his family so that they would be more inclined to visit more often...all of the parents looked at their children and each and every one of them aside from Anna got out of the pool. Anna didn't really know what was going on since she was still a very young puppy and she only cared for splashing in the water...lets just say that the rest of the gathering was very strained from that point on. The look on Francis's face as soon as he surfaced made my heart sink, as if someone had ripped out his very soul and stomped it into the dirt. Since then I have only seen his sister, Anna's mother, come over almost on a daily basis so she can drop off Anna and sometimes sit and chat with Francis and I...my guess is that she is the only accepting person in his family. I stood and chat with Francis and Anna for about 30 more minutes before I went to clean up my yard...after that was done I then got ready for the rally.
- 2 hours later -
I got out of the cab that was driven by a bull that seemed to be too big for the car and was merely squeezed in there like somethings of sausage, walked into the fright house that we planed as meeting point, and quickly saw that the people and furs at the rally were preparing for the worst. Some were screwing in filters to gas masks on slings hanging to their sides, a few were checking tasers to see if they functioned, and some were even checking sights on small guns...all of them easily concealed handguns, I looked to my hip to assure that my extending baton didn't fall off while I was in the cab before someone threw a bandanna to me. The bandanna snaked me in the face and smelt like an expensive perfume that I knew only one person that wore it, I pulled the bandanna away and saw exactly who I expected to see. The person walking toward me was someone who I served with overseas. Her name is Mia and she was one of my commanding officers before I was discharged, she was also my training commander although we strangely stayed in contact after training and eventually became friends. She stood 6'2 and had tan skin because she was of Hispanic decent, her family is very accepting to the point that her brother is a Halfer and he still lives at home since he is only aged 17 years and has a minimum wage job. Mia hugged me as soon as she was close enough...it had been 3 weeks since I had last seen her, the only thing that changed in that time was that her hair was a brighter caramel colour and she had a new scar above her left elbow. I knows it's new because it has never been there before, I hugged her back and within seconds she let me go.
"How have you been sweetie?" Mia said as she kissed my forehead, that was her traditional greeting of sorts.
"I'm better than I was a couple months ago, what have you been up to?" I said to her as she turned around and pulled the neck of her shirt down slightly to reveal a small wound held together with flesh tape, immediately I knew the answer to my question. I gave her a questioning look and she proceeded to tell me that it was in a bar fight that she got that, she was a social drinker but she also didn't take shit from anyone. She explained the guy had repeatedly grabbed her ass and even tried to unsnap her bra before she smashed a bottle over his head, he pulled a knife and slashed her chest before she smacked him with a lazy Susan...after that he was on the ground. Of course she called the police and told them what happened, the police took him away and one of them even bought Mia a shot before continuing on their patrol. I just stood there in shock of what I was being told, she beat a man until he was knocked out and then the police bought her a shot...that is definite not normal. There was a loud ringing then everyone in the building went dead silent, a few moments later a grey wolf in a military uniform stood up in front of a makeshift podium and spoke proudly.
"Everyone, today we march through the city to show that we will remain strong and to mourn those hurt or killed in the past. We march as a testament to those who seek to knock us down, a testament that states 'we are proud and we are strong...we will fight until our final breath. We march as a message to those who have been killed, a message that states your memory lives on with us." There was a long pause "I stand before you not as a leader but as a brother in arms, don't look to me as someone who has all of the answers because I know not the events of today. I only pray that they are prosperous, we march in 10 minutes."
The wolf stepped away from the podium before the room erupted in applause, the sheer magnitude of the sound causing my ear to ring. The wolf walked toward us, shaking hands on his way, he stopped at Mia and hugged her. Mia lifted the wolf several inches off the ground before setting him down and releasing her grip on him.
"That was a great speech, Heinrich. I'm kind of wondering you stole it from something..." Mia said as the wolf blushes slightly, his tail starting to wag slowly. Mia reached back and stretched at the bend of his ear, although clearly enjoying it the wolf ducked away slowly from the scratching. Eventually she stopped scratching and then pointed at me, I immediately felt like I was being interrogated.
"This is the guy I was telling you about, the one that is constantly moping around like there nothing to live for." Mia said before a smile stretched across her face, the wolf turned and faced me...I felt like I was ten inches tall before he stuck his hand out and smiled.
"My name is Heinrich Schäfer." The wolf said kindly as I reached out and shook his hand.
"My name is Adam Fuchs." His widened as he pulled me closer, he was started grinning...
"You and I both have German surnames, mine means Shepard...what does yours mean?" The wolf's face went from elated to horrified in an instant, his ears laid down on the top of his head to make the scene even more pathetic.
"My name means fox and there is no reason to be embarrassed, it's nice to meet you Heinrich..." I said before Mia inserted herself back into the conversation.
"You two are really awkward together...I have a feeling that you two are going to get along nicely." Mia looked down at her watch. "Heinrich we have to get started." She said before Heinrich looked at his watch to see that it was time, he ran to the front of the group and spoke loudly that it was time to start the March. The large door opened and as if on a very long chain we all started to March, I felt someone grab my hand I looked down and saw that it was a small cub that was holding the hands of a human woman and next to her was a black panther. I held the cub's hand as I walked along. We walked for a while hand in hand before the black panther walked over lifted the small cub up to set him on his shoulders, for the longest time I had felt as if didn't have a family...but I realized in that instant...the people and furs surrounding me are my family.
"We will not be silent...we will not be silent...we will not be silent..." Heinrich starting chanting through the megaphone and the rest of the group including myself quickly joined in, we marched and chanted for almost 3 miles before we met any opposition. The group that was standing in front of us were Anti-Halfers and quick proudly displayed it, ",
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