The lights of a car pierced the blackness of the night. The lights belong to a muscle car and inside it were four females, traveling to a concert.
Behind the wheel was a red furred vixen, brown hair held by a yellow bowtie. She wore leather pants, gloves, and a shirt that showed off her mid-riff. Her blue eyes were focused on the road, but she was chatting with her friends about their latest school assignment.
“Can you believe that Professor Ivo? He was asking us for a hundred thousand word report on mustache care products!” The vixen griped, making her three friends nod.
“I hear ya on that, Fiona. Ain't right and I let the dean know.” A brown furred rabbit in the passenger seat said.
The rabbit sported a brown leather jacket, purple leotard with a belt around her waist, a cowboy's hat on top. Her green eyes were focused on her friend driving. Another voice, calm and collected spoke up behind her.
“What did they say, Bunnie?” The voice asked, making Bunnie turn around.
The girl who asked the question was a lynx with light gold fur, her hair jet black and in a Chinese bun. She wore a pink gi and pants, ankle high leather steel toe boots on her feet. On her arms and hands was elbow length gloves. The yellow eyes of the Lynx met the Green of Bunnie's.
“They said they'd have a serious talk with that 'Eggman', Connie.” Bunnie said, giggles escaping her lips.
The remark was met with laughter from Fiona, a small smile from Connie, and a sigh from their fourth member.
“How'd he get a teaching job again? I swear he's insane.” The fourth member said.
Fiona looked in her rearview to see the legs of their fourth member. They were long and shapely, devoid of pants. The fourth member was a chipmunk with red hair, wearing a leather jacket that hugged her frame tightly, showing off the impressive chest she had. Blue high-heeled boots completed the set, legs crossed.
“Search me, Sally. Moving onto another topic, how's things with you and our resident track star?” Fiona asked.
The mention of Sally's boyfriend made her frown, rubbing her temples. The three caught the slight huff she made and knew what that meant.
Trouble with a capital T.
“I caught him screwing Amelia in the locker room...of course, that wasn't the worst thing...”
“Wha-?! What's worse then finding your guy cheatin' on ya, Sally girl?!” Bunnie asked, shocked at her old friend.
Sally remarked that the worst thing was that her boyfriend had a limp noodle of a male penis. That made Bunnie go quiet before shaking her head, barely smothering her laughter. Connie on the other hand, frowned hard.
“This just proves my point that males are pigs.”
“Ah, come on Connie! Having a boyfriend has its perks...though it sounds like Sally missed out on one big one.” Fiona teased.
That made the four laugh at the shot at Sally's ex, Sally included. Bunnie took over then.
“Well, I ain't catch my guy cheatin' but I have caught him lookin'. Guys may think window shoppin' is good and all, but for an old fashioned gal like me, uh-uh.” Bunnie said.
Fiona commented if he was looking, then he wasn't worth Bunnie's time. Connie and Sally voiced the same comments, making Bunnie sigh.
“Ya'all know how long it'll take for me to get a boyfriend that is interested in me and not mah body? Too long.”
Sally quipped that he too was also lacking making Fiona bark in laughter. Bunnie's face grew hot and she glared at her best friend. All Sally did was grin impishly.
“Ya swore not ta tell, Sal!” Bunnie mock cried.
“I swore not to tell Twan, not my two other besties.” Sally shot back.
Connie smiled at the two's playful bickering. Fiona's cursing made them pause and look at her.
“Son of a mother fucker!” Fiona snarled, a rapid beeping coming from the dash.
Sally asked what was wrong and then noticed the smoke coming from the hood. Fiona replied, telling them that the check engine light came on. The car began to slow down, Bunnie noticing a turn off. Voicing it aloud, Fiona turned on her turn signal and moved down the gravel driveway.
They past a set of wrought iron gates, rusted and dented with time, creeper ivy overtaken it. The car limped to a massive manor, a large red 'R' on it. The car came to a dead stop at the doors, the four getting out. Fiona went around to the hood and popped it open, black smoke billowing out and into her face.
“Fuck! Damn it, Scourge! Motherfucker told me that he fixed this!” Fiona snarled, seeing the smoking engine.
“Clearly, he lied.” Connie said, watching Bunnie lean over and frown.
“Ain't lookin' too good, gals. Looks like your boyfriend did a slap together job and a real shit one at that, Fi.”
Fiona began to swear and rant, kicking her tires. Sally frowned, looking at her blue cell phone, the screen alive. A image came up, showing a tower with a red sign over it.
“Bad news, no signal up here.” Sally said, putting away her cell and looking up. “What is this place?”
The three looked up at the manor as well. The thing was massive, richly decorated in woods and metals. But it was a state of decay. Part of the roof had fallen in, shingles were off in clumps, windows boarded up. Bunnie frowned for a few, trying to recall where she had seen this place before.
A flash cut her thought off and a boom of thunder made her groan.
“There's that storm we avoided earlier girls!” Bunnie said.
“We best take shelter then, I saw several tornado warnings before losing the Wi-Fi.” Connie said, moving toward the manor.
The other three followed suit, not noticing that one of the windows had a flash of gold before it vanished.
TSD
The four entered the manor's foyer, another crack of thunder echoing around them. Fiona closed the doors and propped a chair up to prevent the wind from blowing the doors open.
The inside was slightly better then the outside, but not by much. The rugs and banners of the manor had holes in them, eaten by the moths or by Time itself. They wandered into a living room, saw a fireplace and wood, seemingly untouched by time. Connie quickly gathered some logs, starter kindling and placed them in the fire pit, Fiona pulling out a lighter. Lighting the kindling, the two used the nearby billows and soon had a roaring fire going.
The four sat down, holding their hands out and warming themselves. Fiona still had a pissed off look on her face.
“I'm done with that green bastard. He's not done a thing in this relationship with me. Hell, he's been trying to break my friendship with you three up!” Fiona ranted, staring at the fire.
“That bad?” Bunnie asked, concerned.
Fiona went on to tell them that she had once snagged his phone and saw several texts from various women. Confronting him had earned her a story of how they were old classmates that needed some help now and then. She had believed it...but then he started to disappear more and more. She had been told that he was getting something around for her and her alone. Fiona had bought it again, making her shake her head.
“I was naïve. Just this week, I was out shopping and saw him with a vix named Zooey! I wanted to go over, but then I saw him kiss her!”
“Ah, that is why you wanted this concert. To get yourself ready to tell him it was done?”
“Damn right!” Fiona said. “I wasn't going to go back to the apartment we have. I already checked out and because it was in my name, I made it so he can't get in to get his stuff.”
That made her friends laugh.
“Serves that fucker right.” Sally said, smiling.
They continued to tell stories about their failure of a love life, or lack thereof in Connie's case. But as they laughed and the storm began its rage, they didn't see a figure standing in what was the Grand Hall.
The figure was a pale yellow that seemed to shimmer in intensity. They were a fox, wore white gloves which gripped the door frame, had red and white sneakers on and the most surprising thing was the two tails it had. The fox watched the four girls, its eyes a milky white. Slowly, ever so slowly, a perverted smile graced its lips, eyes narrowing in delight.
A quiet laugh echoed, watching the four...and waiting.
Tonight, it would claim them. Tonight, the sex demon of Redfern Manor would have sex again.
