Note: There are no real "animals" in this world. By "animals" is meant humans with animal ears, animal tails, or other notable animal traits. Like a Nekoboy / -girl.
In the past, the world was ruled by those with claws, danger and sharp teeth. Predators were at the top of the food chain. They had the power over the other animals. After all, they fed on them. The weak, simple animals feared the predators. The government was theirs, the land belonged to them. Actually, the world. If you were born a predator, you had nothing to fear. Except for other predators that were bigger and stronger than you. But that was the fight of life. That's the way it was.
Admittedly, it was a gloomy world. A world full of fear and struggle. Full of dead. And yet a fair world. Set according to the natural balance.
But the world changed. The predators were responsible for that as well. They ate too much and the prey no longer multiplied. The predators threatened to starve to death. So they made a momentous decision. They would take their prey into the government. They would consider them equivalent. They would not hunt for an indefinite time and would not eat anymore. At least no fresh meat.
This decision was the sinking of the predators.
The prey multiplied quickly. They became very large, and when the predators tried to regain their rightful place, they were crushed by the majority of the other animals.
It started a new time. The time of freedom, as the prey called it. The predators were pushed back. Now the prey ruled and admittedly the world became a nicer one. Nobody needed to be more worried about his life. Nobody had to die anymore. Nobody was eaten.
In freedom, powerful technologies were developed. Things that were impossible before. High skyscrapers were built. Cities became huge, modern. Work flourished and people were happy. Each prey animal now had a bright, beautiful future ahead of it.
The only thing you needed to be lucky was to be a prey animal. For the predators was another fate to share.
The few predators that survived congregated in ghettos on the outskirts of major cities. There was no real meat left to eat. The only thing they got was artificial meat. Made from plants and chemistry. It tasted horrible, but that's how the predators survived.
Outside the big cities, the predators had no chance. They could not get any food, and the other animals would marginalize them so that only death awaited them.
The only place they were tolerated was the ghettos. Those places full of poverty and dirt. Of course, the predators could enter the cities. However, one too often heard of news in which a predator was accidentally killed. Or was killed in self-defense. Or arrested for crime. No. The time of the predators was over. For them, there was only the dream of the past.
Kid was born as a predator. A wolf with red hair, red wolf ears and a red wolf tail. It was such an unusual color that you might think he was a fox at first sight. And yet Kid was undoubtedly a wolf. The first part of his story begins when he was 16 years old.
Kid lived alone with his mother. His father was imprisoned many years ago. He should have tried to eat another animal. This was followed by a life imprisonment. Honestly, Kid could barely remember his father's face. He refused to visit him in prison. What broke his mother's heart and yet she could understand it. The only thing he really knew about his father was that he was a wolf. Just like his mother and just like him. As hard as life was, Kid was proud of what he was.
Even when he grimaced, as he watched the food, his mother placed him on the table. Artificial meat. As every day. This time as soup. The redhead sighed as he began to eat. He wished there was something else to eat.
His mother sat down opposite him and smiled. His mother was not old. Actually, she was rather young. She had given birth to him when she was at his present age. And yet, Kid could not help but think she looked old. Almost sick.
"Is everything alright?"
The redhead's voice was thoughtful as he chewed on the artificial flesh. It tasted disgusting every day.
His mother looked at him in surprise before she shook her head with a smile. She then said the same thing she always said:
"Yes sweetie, it's just the worries."
Kid rolled his eyes a little. The worries. As if they would ever pass away. The worries were the money. They never had enough money. For nothing. They lived in a small, broken apartment. Kid had a room, not his mother. She slept in the small living room, in which stood little more than the sofa and the TV. Her kitchen was just as small. They did not have a dining table. They ate in the living room. The rent was also cheap. Still, they could barely pay. For predators, there was not really work in the world. Which prey animal would hire a predator? His mother got up in the middle of the night and did not return until noon. She was allowed to clean in a skyscraper. After all, that gave enough money for the rent and for something to eat.
Kid had also offered to go to work. But his mother had been horrified. He should focus on school, she had said. As if that would bring something. No matter how good his grades were, he would remain a predator.
"I'll try it again today."
The redhead's words were quiet as he set the soup bowl aside. He felt his mother's look. Worries. Yes, everywhere were worries. Kid would finish school in a few weeks. He could go to college, his grades were good. But he knew that they could never pay the expensive study. Not to mention that there was hardly a college that would take a predator. Because of that Kid was looking for a training job now. He had a lot of fun in the sport and was very trained. He would like to learn sports- and fitness administrator. However, Kid had never been able to find a training place here in the ghetto. No matter in which profession. He knew as well as his mother that the only way was to go in the city. There it was much more dangerous for him than here and yet he would not be able to do anything else from his future.
Kid knew his mother wanted to say a lot. But she just kissed him on the temple and said softly:
"I wish you luck."
In fact, the redhead liked the city after the ghettos. The city was like a living being. Big, vibrant and full of life. It was a real pleasure to walk through these big, clean streets. To observe cars that shone new and people who wore impressive clothes.
Oh, Kid also put on his best clothes. But that did not mean much. The white shirt he wore was old, as were the jeans. His mother had bought her from a bazaar. But at least they were clean.
The sun was shining and the light was reflected in the many, clean windows. Yes, the city was beautiful. Would not the other animals have been there. They did not even try to hide how they looked at him. In the beginning it was just glances. Full of disgust, fear or reluctant horror. But the further he left the ghetto, the stronger the reactions became. Children began to point at him, older children, who knew what a predator was, began to scream and people changed sides when he came to meet them. A rabbit woman even ran with the stroller in front of a car! Just because she did not want to go on the same street side as he did. Five minutes later, an elephant man bumped him so hard that it was Kid now who hit the street. Luckily, there was no car at the moment.
"Get out of here, scum!"
The elephant man shouted his words and Kid growled while baring his teeth. If only for a second. He turned his head to the floor. Calm. If any policeman saw him threatening a prey, he could be shot. Just because.
... oh, Kid changed his mind. He hates the city. It was full of disgusting people. He did not belong here. Even if he got an apprenticeship, how would he be treated there? Not better than a doormat.
The redhead got up and went back to the sidewalk. Full of rage, he saw that he now had a big mess on his only good shirt. Great! He would love to hurt this elephant ...! STOP.
Kid shook his head. He could vent his anger later on the punching bag. Not here.
Which did not change the fact that he would prefer to go home. If he did not know how expectantly his mother would look at him. And how much it would disappoint her if he came in empty-handed.
Kid and his mother have a used laptop at home and could get the weak Internet from their neighbor. At home, he had looked up, which fitness studios advertise predator included in their ranks.
However, Kid realized that this was really just advertising. In no single gym, he could discover a predator. (Probably because nobody could afford it.) Most of the staff looked at him in horror as he entered the premises. Like everyone here.
Kid was out for several hours. He should submit an application to two gyms. The rest had told him directly that he did not have to hope. Nobody would hire a wolf.
In the end, Kid had to say that he was angry, disappointed and tired. He sat down on a bar bench, from which one could look at the big sea. The city was right next to the sea.
Kid buried his face in his hands and sighed.
Maybe he should go to the sea. After all, as a sailor, he would eat every day and get a place to sleep. The thought was somehow reassuring.
Kid clawed his own face with his claws. That would give red welts. But he did not care. What should he say to his mother when he came home? That his fate was sealed at birth?
The redhead sighed as he looked around. It was already dark, he should go home.
Only then did he care that he was looked at.
Kid hesitated briefly as he looked into the blue eyes of a male cat. He stood by the railing, which separated the sidewalk from the sea. He stood there and just looked at him. Kid looked back at the cat. He had very black hair, as well as black fur on the cat's ears. His cat tail was long and thin, but healthy black fur made it shine. Only the tail tip of the cat was a bright white. The cat seemed a little older than him. He wore good clothes. So expensive that Kid had the feeling that he was getting poorer just by looking.
Nevertheless, the redhead could not help it. He smirked when he saw the cat's eyes. Full of wonder. As if this one would see a true legend. That was the look of someone who had never seen a real wolf before. Who knows, maybe never a living predator. Clearly a rich, spoiled child, Kid thought as he stood up. It was time to go back.
The thing with the cats was strange. Just like the dogs and other similar animals. When the predators were still ruling, cats had been staunch and firm in asserting that they were also predators. After all, they also ate meat. But when the prey came to power, they also pleaded to be prey. After all, they have been eaten by other predators.
Cats. These were not faithful journeymen. These were animals that still saw their own advantage. And in fact they got away with it. They were considered "normal" animals and allowed to live off all the luxury and accomplishments. Although they also had claws and sharp teeth. Just not as wild as that of a predator. Life could go strange ways.
Kid buried his hands in his pockets and hurried back to the gettho. If a police officer saw him in the dark in the city, he would be dead, just because he was here. An excuse they would always find.
In the budding darkness, people reacted even harder to him than before. The mere sight of it made the whole street empty. Only insults or screams were heard. But Kid did not care. His life at that moment clearly favored him rather than his honor.
His steps became faster and faster and time passed. But Kid did it. There was a relieved smile on his lips as he saw the familiar, crumbling and smelly buildings of the ghetto. It was a stinking screeching burrow, but at least he was safe as a predator here.
He did not flinch when he heard loud cries. Only these screams did not apply to him.
"Ohhh, did that little kitten get lost around here...? Don’t cry for Mom, poor kitten..."
Mocking shouts were heard. Loud and spiteful. Kid should go on. One learned early in the ghetto that one's own life was left alone if one did not interfere in the affairs of others.
But there was something about what stopped Kid. Kitten...? But not the cat from before..?
But why should...?
A loud meowing was heard. It should sound intimidating, but it sounded rather.. miserable. Loud laughter was the answer.
"Do not worry.. a few scars will turn a kitten into a real cat soon .."
...Goddamn.
Kid turned and ran back. No matter who was threatened, he could not just turn around and pretend that he had not heard anything! Then he would not be any better than all the prey that just watched along like a predator after being killed for no reason. No. He was not such a person!
The wolf walked through some streets and then came out in a small dirty alley. There was no more light in any of the houses, even if no one was asleep. But they all knew that getting involved only caused trouble.
Kid saw the misfortune.
It was really the cat from before. Only now he was surrounded by a gang of vultures. Those damned vultures! They approached the hangover from all sides and the first one was already sticking its beak against the cat's arm. He tried to scrape the face of the vulture, but this was already wiped laughing. From behind another vulture grabbed the cat's shirt and pulled out a piece. They all laughed. The cat, on the other hand, tried to make a strong face, but Kid could see the panic in his eyes.
How much that reminded him of how the prey animals had treated him in the city. They really were not better than them. He could not stand that!
A terrible growl came from Kid's throat as he stepped out of the shadows. A loud, dangerous growl, which is reflected on the walls of the house. The vultures immediately looked at him.
"Leave him alone!"
Kids voice was hardly human anymore. It was just a single growl. The redhead could see the vultures raising their wings. Vultures were only assholes. They would always avoid a direct fight, but you would pick your eyes out if you were distracted for a moment.
"That's not your business. This is a fucking cat. Just look at how he's dressed. He has probably played with his rich friends a test of courage, who dares to the greasy ghetto. We should teach him a lesson!”
The redhead bared its teeth and showed its white, razor-sharp predator teeth.
"What do you think, what's going to happen here, if a rich prey animal disappears, or be mistreated?! Then they'll have the excuse they've been wanting for a long time to knock our ghetto to the ground!"
Kid could see some of the vultures actually understood his logic. They also seemed to want to fly away. But their leader, spread the feathers only to threaten.
"Misery traitor, you can be torn to shreds with the cat if you want!"
That was probably the sign of the attack. The other vultures exchanged unhappy glances, but did as they were told. But as I said. Vultures were cowardly. And wolves were smart.
The redhead lifted his head and howled. A loud howl, which thundered through the night like a thunder. That was the moment when the first vultures flew away. In pure panic.
They thought Kid had called the other wolves. Just like wolves did when in need. Then came the whole mighty pack.
The leader of the vulture turned around, saw his gang fled and had no choice but to follow them. Especially when in the distance the answer to the howling was heard.
"We'll meet again, Wolf."
With that the vulture flew away.
Even if Kid could not help but grin. The only thing he had done was to send a nocturnal greeting to the other wolves. That has been answered. He would not get the whole pack right away because of some vultures.
The cat, who was very silent all the time, looked at him with incredible gratitude.
"I thank you. Really, thank you. So many at once against each other is very scary. "
The voice of the cat wavered a bit. But now that Kid looked at him again, the grin went away.
"Were the vultures right? Is it fun for you to go in here? "
He was angry. Now he had to rescue a cat after that day!
The cat looked at him startled. Almost sad, before he shook his head.
"No, it's something completely different."
Many things went through Kid's head at once. Many evil intentions the cat might have had.
But he calmed down and said calmly:
"How is it then?"
The cat swallowed and then stepped forward... he just fell over. His eyes rolled back and then the cat rolled over like a severed tree.
Kid opened his mouth.
In horror, he stared at the cat, which had collapsed right at his feet.
Holy shit.
Okay, Kid was wondering if he should just run away. That was really too much for him! Was he dead now?
Despite all the horror, the wolf knelt down next to the cat and shook it slightly.
"Cat, cat! Wake up!"
A moan sounded.
Kid wanted to cry with relief. The cat's blue eyes sought his look.
".. I'm sick, I thought I would feel better, but apparently not... can you take me home?"
Fucking no!
"NO!"
Terrified, Kid looked at him, but the cat just looked at him needily.
"Please, I can’t walk home anymore."
If anyone asked Kid how he got into this situation, he would not have been able to answer it.
He was back in the city of prey. He piggybacked a cat he did not even know. And his cheeks were red.
There was one more thing Kid had to say about himself. He liked the males more than the females. The males triggered a feeling in him that the females could not. A tingling, erotic feeling.
...he could feel the cat's crown jewels against his back. Not to mention his warm body and his powerful heartbeat. Outside of his family he had never been so close to anyone.
"What is your name?"
The cat had his face on his shoulder and Kid could swear he was watching his reaction in amusement. But Kid did not care.
"Law."
Law. What a strange name for a cat. Kid called Law his name and he smiled.
Okay Kid had to admit that Law was limp in his arms. No matter what illness this one had, Kid believed that he was really sick. Especially because the cat was so thin and light.
"I'm glad that wolves are so nice."
Softly the voice of the cat sounded and Kid could not help but to laugh softly.
"Not all."
How warm Law was... he had to be careful. Otherwise he would get an erection.
Kid sighed softly. He would end up in the grave today.
They went a long time. Mostly silent.
"I live here."
Kid could not believe it. But, at the same time, he could do more than just believe it. He was in an area so rich that Kid would never have approached more than 2 kilometers. And the house before they stood was... gigantic. It was more a villa than a house. Kid scanned the number of windows and was sure the villa had at least three floors and twelve rooms. And only what he could see from here!
Of course, the cat lived in such a house.
In what else?
Yes, Kid got angry again. He could not help it. The world was so shitty unfair!
Actually, the wolf wanted to let down Law here and finally go. But the next moment he held him a key in the nose.
"Please, bring me up, there's no one home to help me."
Kids first paranoid thought was that this was a trap. In there, many prey animals would wait where an unsuspecting predator would only torture and then kill for fun.
Brrrr.
He would like to throw the cat on the floor! And yet he took the key from his hand and unlocked it. He was a complete idiot!
They entered the huge villa and of course the light in the hallway went on automatically. What else? But Kid was just happy about it. He did not want to see all the riches in here! It would haunt him until the end of his days!
Kid carried Law up to the second floor and then let him lead him into a large room where he switched on the lights. It was a magnificent room. Full of books, a huge bed, a gigantic window. But ... there were also a myriad of medications, pills and syringes in the room. The big bed looked more like a hospital bed than a comfortable bed to sleep on.
Kid got a lump in his stomach. Wow. The cat had to be really sick.
The wolf laid Law on the bed and stretched after a long time. It was already in the middle of the night. His mother would already have died in fear. Although she knew it well that Kid on some nights just did not feel like coming home. She would go to work in a few hours and not realize when he really came home.
As Kid stretched, the cat swallowed a row of pills standing by his bed and then lay down on the bed, exhausted.
He smiled. So sweet that Kid got a little redder.
"I can’t thank you enough. Kid without you, I would have died in this alley now. "
The cat scratched the back of his head and grinned crookedly.
"Yes, I was really reckless today. Very stupid of me."
But Law did not look like he was really sorry. On the contrary, his eyes seemed to twinkle like only the cats do.
"I really have to go now..."
Weak was Kids response. He just felt totally out of place in this huge house. He wanted to go back where he belonged.
Law nodded as if he had not expected anything else.
"I would like to see you again. To thank you correctly. Can you come back to the park bench by the sea tomorrow? At 1 pm? Where were you sitting today? "
He should go there again?
Kid looked at Law doubtfully.
"...I don’t know…"
The cat just grinned. And then Law did something that Kid absolutely did not expect. Law kissed Kid. Well, not a real kiss. He leaned forward and her lips touched briefly. But... but it was a kiss! Kids first kiss!
... and it felt great. So warm, so different and familiar. He wanted to say: 'again'.
When Law sat back, Kid was red in the face and confused. But he also felt a nice, sizzling tingling in his whole body. Kid was absolutely speechless.
"I'm looking forward to seeing you again tomorrow."
Law smiled, wide, as if that had not been a big deal. How to shake your hand once.
And when did Kid say he was coming ...?
But the redhead swallowed and just nodded. For more, his brain was no longer able to.
"... Yeah, see ya."
Kids words came over his lips like a dry cough, and then he disappeared faster from Law's room than he could answer at all.
He ran home as fast as his wolf feet could carry him. Well, Kid had to say he felt more like he was floating. He only knew what had just happened ... but he had just had his first kiss ...! And with a male ...! Wuhhhh, how that felt good!
The redhead smiled stupidly as he ran home.
