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I lay there for about 7 miniutes at the bottom of the stairs, waiting. I could feel them, someone, something coming. The gun grew heavier and heavier as I lay there. I could feel my body begin to lose tension and grow weaker and weaker and soon, the gun slipped out of my paws and hit the floor. Illia stood there looking at me with an expression of pure fear. "Lokai! What are you doing?" I looked at her, stared into her eyes and blinked. "Tend to your brother. We don't have much time. If they followed me here..." I tried not to think about it too hard; my head swimming with thoughts, all of them horrible and fearful. We were trapped. There was no chance that if they attacked us, I could fight in the condition I was in. I felt dizzy as I stood up at the foot of the stairs. My arms sagged in front of my body as I walked towards Illia and leaned on her. "So...So tired..." I said, my eyelids almost half closed. I was exausted. I had made the trek that took Kolt and I a half an hour in under five miniutes with weight on my back. Illia tried balancing me on my feet and looked up at me. "Lokai...what happened? What's going on?" I told her everything. I told her how Kolt fell to a poisened dart. I told her how two more men died because of me. She stared back at me, not only with fear for her borhter, but with fear of me. She had only just now seen the bloodstains that were still gleaming on the sword that lay casaually in a single glint of light on the floor as if it were placed there for the purpose of showing off the blood that it had shed. She also stared at me, also only just noticing the stains that had once again been shed all over my fur.

"Lokai..." She said backing away from the boys and me. She was afraid. In fact, I myself was afraid. Even if we had gotten revenger aginst the humans and killed them as they had killed us, I wondered to myself. Would I ever be the same person? I wondered silently to myself as I stared from the sword to the guns. either of them could end my life here, on this spot. True, I had seen more then my fair share of things that would tear most children my age into insanity, but I had maintained myself, growing ever older and more mature as each day passed, knowing that no matter what I did, my parents, Kolt's parents, Illia's parents...No one could come back. Then, suddenly, my entire body shook. My legs felt weak; my arms heavy. I knelt on the concrete floor, staring up at Illia, now paralyzed with a combonation of fear and confusion. I felt so tired...my entire bofy wanted to shut down on the spot. I looked over at Ryudo and kolt, both sleeping soundly on the soft mats on the hard concrete. "We'll kill them...those damn humans..." I finally gave into my body's need and fell to the floor, my body and spirit exausted.

Another nightmare. I had woken up and sat up straight, waiting for my hellfire to cease. Everything was dark and damp. The entire place smelled terrible. I looked next to me, hoping to see Ryudo or Kolt, but alas they were not there. Laying back down on the the mat, I closed my eyes again, trying to fall back asleep. I felt warm and safe, even if everything was slowly decending into madness. Sighing, I spoke aloud to myself, "What am I going to do? What's going to happen in the end of all of this..." Saying this, I felt something cold touch my cheek. Reaching up, I touched it and felt the the strange substance. I was too thick to be water. I opened my eyes and stared at my paw. At that moment, more of the blood fell on my face from Kolt's and Ryudo's bodies that had been nailed to the ceiling of the basement. They were...

I sat up again. This time, Kolt and Ryudo were sleeping next to me and Illia was sleeping on a chair in front of us. I laid back down, sighing with relief. Everyone was okay. I can only hope that it stays like that. I coulden't help but wonder what everyone else was dreaming. Were they having the same problems as me? I stood up and streched, my body aching from sleeping on the hard concrete. I moved quietly to where I had dropped the gun at the foot of the stairs, so as not to disturb my friends. I picked up the AK47 and praticed with aiming it. I had hoped to use it as soon as I could, but I knew that fireing one round would give away our position. By now, because of the death of those two soldiers, the others must have been looking for me. Obviously, I had to be a target. They woulden't take me away, they'd kill me.

Just then, as I had been thinking about what to do after this was all over, I heard the noise that I had feared since this all began. The doorhandle that was the entrance to the house jingled slightly as I heard the slight pop of the door sealing again. My heart raced and I raised the gun to my shoulder, reaffirming my position at the bottom of the stairway. Who ever it was, they were trying very hard not to make a sound. I felt my paws begin to feel weird, slippery and shaky. Was I really ready to fire this thing? What if it was a friend? What if it was an adult here to search for others? My head began swimming with thoughts. The way he was moving; so silently and yet so quickly...who was he?

My mind continued to swim with thoughts. I felt my heart jump as I thought about a friend looking for us, happy to see us and rescue us from our hell. I thought of a parent who was worried about us and who looked for us to see our safety. But then, it plummeted again as I remembered what was happening. I was laying at the bottom of a staircase, a gun in my hand and 3 lives that I had taken away fresh in my mind. What if I neglected to fire? What if it was the humans? What if the humans had found us and had come to kill us? What if we were all going to die after living for so long in fear of this day. That was it. It had to be. This was our Judgement Day.

I looked at the door at the top of the stairs and saw that a shadow had been cast over it. Someone was outside. My paws twitiched and the gun fell to the floor. My body ignored every command I gave it. I knew that right now, I was going to die. I tilted my head and began to howl as loud as I could, knowing full well this would be the last noise I made. I continued to howl, pouring my entire soul into my cry, when suddenly the door burst open. A fox stood there, though no fox I had ever seen. He was tall, slender, and well-built. He wore a black cap that resembled a military officers hat, only cut to reveal his ears. He wore suspenders and baggy black white pin striped dress pants that were shredded at the heels, resembling white fur, and a collar that held a single Military dog-tag. I continued to howl, as it was obvious that he was not here to help up. He stood there at the top of the stairs; what appeared to be a light behind him shone so his face was almost barely visible. Without a sound, he rushed down the stairs and clamped his paw over my muzzle, reducing my howl to a low murmer. I struggled and pressed my feet aginst him, but he would not let go. I started to growl when he leaned in closer to me, obvious hatred gleaming in his eyes. It was them I noticed, one of his eyes was red and the other, brown.

He stared at me as I growled at him. I was angry. I expected to die, and he was removing my vision of my own death before my eyes. Leaning in closer, he spoke into my ear softly, "You need to be silent now." Suddenly, I felt another paw, balled into a fist, striking me hard in the chest. I lost all air in my lungs and gasped. "Come now, did you really think you were safe here? I can smell your urine a mile away." He said again, standing up. I clutched my arms to my chest from the pain. "Don't think you can hide from us, child. None of you were safe here." He walked towards the others and into the darkness of my vision. Damn it...had I failed? What was going to happen to me now that I failed to protect my friends...My whole body felt bruised as I tried to stand and regain my vision. I bent over and picked up the gun that lay there. Holding it in front of me, I pointed at the greyish blob that had to be the officer.

My vision began to clear and I noticed he was poinintg two pistols at Kolt and Ryudo. "Put it down, pup. You've no right to kill any more men." He said to me, completly serious and grave. I held the gun in front of me still, now shaking, but I could not let it go. If he was here to take us away...No, he had to die. He was either going to kill us or...I could not let the gun go. "Put it down." He said, now pointing both of his weapons at me. Slowly, he walked towards me, both guns still aimed in my direction. Suddenly, my fear overtook me. I felt my ears drop and my mouth open to bare my fangs.

But, still, I could not let go of the gun. He was standing in front of me and I couldent stand to fire. "Enough. If you won't comply, I have no choice." Suddenly, he side-stepped my fireing area to my side, grabbing the barrel of the gun and pointing it upwards, wrenching it out of my deathgrip as I fired madly into the ceiling. I screamed, but was silenced as he took the butt of my weapon and slammed me hard across my muzzle. I flew through the air and impacted the wall of the basement, smelling the blod drip from my nose. "Foolish pup." He said to me, pointing the gun in my direction. "This is not your war." He moved towards me and struck me again, but this time, I fell to the floor, unable to stand and knocked out.

What was going to happen to me, I wondered in my sleep. It was all happening, all the bad things I had felt were all happening. But what was going to happen to me? My body felt broken in my sleep, But I felt though as if I was being nurtured... almost held warmly by my mother as I could hear her muffled voice murr something to me. It was the only thing comforting. I felt my eyes open, but I could see nothing. My whole body felt as if it had been drained of all it's senses; I could no longer smell or feel or see anything around me. As if I had been struck again, my whole body twitched and once again returned to its state of unconsciousness.