Chapter 1
The one pt 1
Beep! Beep! Beep! Smack! A red furry hand hit the snooze button on the alarm. A built male rise up from the purple sheets. He let out a long yawn exposing his sharp fangs and long black tongue. The red beast turned his head to the alarm clock. 5:00 pm glowed red on the digital clock. The beast looks under the sheets then sigh in irritation.
In the bathroom, the beast cleans his manhood off with a wet wash rag. He put the rag in the bathroom hamper. He looks at the creature in front of him in the mirror. In the mirror is a red beast with black fur on the front torso down past his six pack. A black snout, long ears and long tail with long red fur tip. He picks up the wooden brush from the sink. The beast begins brushing his long dark red hair with scarlet red tips.
As he finished, the red beast put the brush back on the sink. He picks up the toothbrush from its holder and puts toothpaste on it. He brushes his teeth while staring at his tired face in front of him. The beast finishes up and put the toothbrush back in its holder. He walks out from the bathroom back to his room. The horned beast pulls on his boxers then dark jeans. Last, he pulls down a black t-shirt over his head. On the back, shows purple bold words say POISON KISS with a green kissing lip beside it.
“Hnnngh. Another boring day.” the beast stretched his body. He walks out the room into the hallway of doors. At the end of the hallway, is the top of the marble stairway. An old age male grey schnauzer butler standing at the bottom of the stairs. The old butler holding a silver tray with a meat sandwich on a napkin. He watches the beast walk downstairs, “Your sandwich, sir.” The beast takes the sandwich off the tray taking a bite out of it.
The beast walking toward the entrance hold up his sandwich, “Thanks, Will.” He walks downstairs outside toward the limousine. A male brown striped cat holding the car door open smiling, “Nice day isn’t it, sir?” “Yeah. Whatever.” The beast replied in a grumpy tone. He steps inside the car with the door closed behind him. The beast eats his sandwich finishing it before arriving at his destination.
The limousine slows down to a stop. The cat driver opens the door letting the horned beast out. The beast looks up at the big building in front of him with a big neon sign on the front. The big neon sign is the same logo from the beast shirt. “Have a nice day at work, sir.” the cat driver spoke. “Be late again tonight…” the beast look back at the driver with angry red glowing eyes, “And I will make sure you wished you never been late.” “Y-yes, sir.” the cat driver stuttered with fear on his face.
The beast walks inside through one of the push glass doors. He walks past the poker tables and slot machines toward the stripper room. He pushes open the door to inside. Inside is a bar made with black polish marble wood with stools right beside it. Bottles of different drinks standing on glowing neon shelves. Black tables with chairs upside down on it in the middle of the room. A dark stage with neon lights and two poles in front of the tables.
The horned beast noticed a female white wolf with long hair in a ponytail wearing the same shirt wiping down the bar. He approached her, “Hey, Fedora. Are the twins here?” “They called and said they will be a little late.” the wolf spoke still wiping the bar counter. The beast sighed in relief, “Good. I can enjoy some extra quiet time before this place gets chaotic.” He begins to take the chairs down from the tables.
An hour passed by, two college-age calico cat girls rush through the back door. They stopped to catch their breath before speaking. “Sorry, we’re late! (pant) We missed the first bus. (pant) We had to wait for the second one and run to here.” one of the girls spoke. “Better hurry and get your work suits on. You got a few minutes before we open.” the beast warned. “Eek! Let’s hurry, sis!” the other shouted running to the dressing room in the back of the stage area. “Right behind ya!” the other sister followed behind.
As the clock strikes six, the beast opened the entrance door letting in several guys. After the men been patted down, they order their drinks and sit by their tables waiting for the show to start. Music begins to play from the stereo speakers above the stage. The men cheered as two of the same calico cat girls walks out onto the stage. “Hello, I’m Charity.” the calico spoke wearing matching blue glittery bra and thong. “And I’m Candy!” the other calico spoke wearing purple matching bra and thong. “And we are the calico twins!” they spoke grabbing onto their poles smiling.
The crowd cheered raising their drinks. The creature rolled his eyes, “Dumb mortals.” The twins start their dance with tips placed on their thongs. The beast watched bored and annoyed. But after a few hours, trouble begins to rise. A drunk coyote tries to grab the wolf breast, “Come on, baby. I just want to take a peek of those melons.” “You better beat it before I call security.” Fedora growled.
“Aw, don’t be like that.” the coyote reached out with his hand close to her breast. YIP! SLAM! Everyone turns their heads to the source of the sound. The beast holding the coyote head down hard on the bar. “We don’t harass our staff here, dumbass.” he warned ending with a growl. The coyote begins sweating as he gulped looking up at the beast angry eyes. The beast takes the drunk coyote by the collar of his shirt with him. He threw the coyote out from the backdoor to outside on the ground. “Idiot.” he slammed the door closed behind himself.
The beast walks back to the door entrance then leans back against the wall with his arms crossed. He snorts out smoke from his nostrils angrily. The crowd returns to their entertainment and drinks avoiding the beast angry stare. After another hour, the beast sits by the bar looking around in the crowd for someone. He notices a female mountain lion at the entrance. The beast grinned as he licks his lips staring at his prey.
The beast looks back at the bartender wolf, “Going on a break.” “Hope she the one for you.” the wolf spoke cleaning a beer glass. “Wish me luck.” He gets up and approaches the lion girl. Fedora watches the beast takes the lion to the back of the stage area. After a while, the lion came out with a look of satisfaction on her face. She walks out the room same time the beast comes out from the stage area. The beast sits down on the stool and sighed.
“Not it?” the bartender lean on the bar. “Nope. I have been fucking female after female. I swear if I don’t find the one soon. I’m going to lose my mind.” he pinched his temple. “You will. Just got to keep looking.” she spoke before going back to work.
As midnight came, the beast let out the last customer out through the door before locking it. “That’s the last one.” he spoke looking at the wolf. “Good. The twins are going to rest a bit before heading home.” Fedora replied. “Anything else you need?” the beast asked. “Nah, we’ll be fine. Go home.” the wolf answered.
The beast walks out from the back door to outside. In front of him a limousine ready and waiting for him. He steps inside the car with the door closed behind him. The horned beast watched the street lights passing by.
The car arrived in front of the mansion entrance. The driver opens the door letting the beast out. He walks up the entrance stairs to the doors. A male fruit bat butler holding a door open letting the creature inside. The bat butler bowed, “Welcome back, sir. Dinner will be ready soon.” “Good. I’m famished.”
The beast starts walking upstairs till. “Brother!” The same beast as him but female version jumped him. “Oof! Hey, Gwen.” he hugs her. The female beast looks up at her brother, “How was work?” “It sucks.” he answered with an annoyed look. “Oh. At least you can work quietly on your second job.” Gwen smiled. “Yeah. I’m going to go change and relax for a bit.” the beast pets his sister head before continuing to his room.
He walks toward his bed then sit on it. The beast removes his work shirt and throws it on the floor. He whispered a few words while holding out a clawed hand. Black smoke swirls horizontally from his hand. A dark bladed sword with its hilt made of dark leathery scales appeared in his hand. The beast hand touched the red jewel with a slit pupil in the middle of the hilt.
The eye glowed with a growl echoed from it. “I know.” he pets the blade with his clawed fingers. He holds up his hand over the blade then squeezes it tightly into a fist. Blood dripped onto the blade. The eye red glow slowly faded away. “That should keep you content.” the beast patted the blade.
The beast looks at his bleeding hand slowly healing and closing itself up. He then opens the nightstand drawer by his bed and takes out a glass bottle and rag. He pours the purple liquid on the rag. The beast places the bottle back on the nightstand. He begins polishing the dark blade with the rag.
Minutes passed by, the beast breathes flame on the dark blade. He inspects the now shiny dark polished blade. Knock. Knock. “Dinner is ready, sir.” the butler spoke through the door. “Be there in a few minutes.” the creature replied. “Noticed, sir.” the bat butler walks away from the door.
“Well, See you another day.” the beast touched the blade as his eyes glowed red. The dark sword disappeared in a poof of black haze. He put the bottle and rag back in inside the drawer. Then he rises from his bed walking toward his bedroom door. The beast grabs a red sweatshirt from its hook nearby the door. He pulls it over his head then grab the knob of the door. The beast walks past the hallway, down the stairs and turn right into the dining room.
The dining room has maroon colored painted walls. A gold chandelier hanging from the ceiling illuminating the room. A long ebony wood dining table with five matching wood chairs on each side. One on the top and one at the bottom area of the table. A long emerald green carpet with swirl patterns laid on the wooden floor under the table.
Sitting in the top right area of the table is Gwen waving and smiling. The beast walks to the left top area of the table and sits down. The butler walks in holding two plates of steaks and place each one down in front of them. “Thanks, George. Also, tell Maurice our thanks for the food.” Gwen smiled. The butler bowed, “Of course, madam.” The bat butler walks out to the kitchen.
Gwen picks up her fork and knife then start cutting her steak. A black tentacle with a sharp dagger point comes out from the beast back. It stabs into the steak then lift it in the air. It moves the steak near to the beast mouth. He takes a bite ripping a part of the meat from the steak. As he chews his food, “So? Where is the boss?” “Hmmm, now that I think about it. I haven’t seen him today.” the female beast took a bite of her cut piece steak.
“The master is on a business trip. He won’t be back in a few days.” George standing at the doorway of the kitchen. “Hmph, I’m guessing his orders is the same. Am I correct?” The beast took another bite of the meat. “Yes, sir.” The bat butler answered. The red beast sighed, “Alright then.” He gulped down the rest of his steak then wipe his mouth with the back of his hand. The beast rises from his chair as the black tentacle disappeared in a black haze, “Better get to work.”
The moonlight illuminating the front yard with the fountain water reflecting the light. Close to the gates up in the tree, the beast watches the gates intently with his back on the trunk. He let out a yawn as his tail twitched a bit. The red beast ears twitched at the sound of scuffling. He sneered exposing his sharp teeth, “Heh. Playtime.” He removes his sweatshirt then jump down.
One male silhouette jumped down from the brick gate wall to the ground. In front of him, two male silhouettes. “Man, once we steal the valuables. We are going to be rich!” One of the males spoke. “But it won’t be easy. I can imagine how tight security is.” One of them spoke. “Come on. Let’s get moving.” The leader spoke.
The three silhouettes start walking across the yard. “Heh. This is easy!” One of them spoke. “True, I don’t see any cameras anywhere.” the second one spoke. The leader stopped making the other two stop, “Your right. Easy.” He looks around for any signs of cameras, motions lights, and other securities. But there was none. “Too easy.” The leader spoke with caution.
The three turned at the sound of twig snap. Then again at the sound of the bush ruffling. The bush continues to shake making the three nervous. A greyish blue three-legged rabbit jumped out of the bush. The three silhouettes let out a breath of relief. “It just a stupid rabbit.” The rabbit hopped away.
A dark larger figure with red glowing eyes rises behind them. SNORT! One of the three felt hot air blown behind their head. The three burglars slowly turned with beads of sweat on their faces. Standing on four legs in front of them is silhouette beast big as a clydesdale horse snarling. It let out a loud roar.
“AAAAHHHH!” The burglars screamed and start running as fast as the wind could take them. The dark creature claws send dirt flying as it chased the three men. “I thought this would be easy! Not like this!” One of them yelled. “Shut up and keep running!” The leader shouted. As they reached the gate exit, the three men climb up the iron bars of the gate. They reached to the other side out of breath.
One of the men watches the silhouette beast walks away from the gate. “Ha! You can’t get us!” He shouted with a cocky voice. “Don’t provoke the creature, idiot.” The leader tries to catch his breath. “Wait. Listen.” One of them spoke. They hear fast heavy footsteps coming toward the gate. The beast jumps on top the brick wall and lets out a loud snarl at the three men.
The burglars screamed again and ran to their truck hidden behind a couple of trees. The truck drives off fast with loud screeching tires. The silhouette beast watches them drive off in the distance. It let out a rumbling chuckle with a grin. The large beast jumps off of the wall.
The red beast holding his sweatshirt over his shoulder open the door to an unlit entrance room. He closed the door behind himself then slowly walk upstairs to his room. The beast yawns then hang his sweatshirt back on its hook. He slowly strips his clothes even his boxers. He then approaches his bed grabbing the sheets. The beast looks at the alarm clock. It red numbers glowed 6:00 am. The beast lays down and pulls the sheets over him.
As the new day arrived, the beast arrived through the stripper room wearing the same work clothes. The calico twins sitting on the stools near the bar with excited looks on their faces. The beast has a confused look on his face, “What’s with the happy faces?” Fedora wiping the bar looks at the beast, “We got a new employee coming today. The boss hired her yesterday.” “Wait. You said her. As you mean we’re having another female worker?” He asked. “Yep.” Fedora answered. The wolf ears twitched at the sound of the entrance door opening.
“Speaking of which. Here she comes now.” She looks ahead of her. Everyone turns to the source where the wolf looking at. In front of them is a female hybrid of a monkey and fox. She has black fur with blue on the tip of her tail. Light blue snout, long black hair in a ponytail and blue eyes. The hybrid wearing a purple t-shirt with a white star on the front. Long blue jeans, sneakers and holding cross body strap light blue purse.
“Umm, Is this the stripper bar area?” she asked twisting her purse strap looking down. “Yes. Are you the new barmaid?” Fedora asked. “Yes.” the hybrid answered. The wolf notices the red beast staring at her in awe. She chuckled then turn her attention back to the hybrid, “Let’s start with our names. I’m Fedora. I’m the bartender. And these two are our pole dancers, Lo-” “ I’m Lora! I’m Patty! And we are the calico twins!” the two spoke the last sentence at the same time smiling big.
“And the one with the horns is our bouncer of this place, Drake.” Fedora spoke. The red beast kept staring not saying a word. “Uh-oh! Someone must be in - Mmf!” “Let him talk, Patty.” Lora spoke covered her sister mouth with her hand. The hybrid giggled with a smile.
