The Forgotten

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"Yeah, but you get used to the smell after a while. We’re kinda shoe-horned into this location because we’re pretty far from anywhere else. The transport units sometimes bring people in and take people out but most of the people here just learned to live with the idea that this is home."

She turned sideways to look down the rest of the street. 

"We just make sure to get to any traps before someone sets them off. The guys are like rats, the moment we show up they scatter, so finding them is pretty hard. We don’t have a jail or any way to get them arrested so we can’t really do anything. Although sometimes I can get one good hit in and I feel it’s a job well done.

She crossed her arms in thought, before waving a hand. 

"Nah. The entire lot of them is a whole can of worms no one really wants to open. Most of the time we're not sure how many of them there are anyway. Just let them work out their little frustrations and the rest of us are pretty much okay." She beamed, although their entire state of living wasn't something most people desired, she was content with it.

She smiled at her questions and stood straight again. “It doesn’t look like it now but this place used to be pretty. It was a perfect trade route in between the towns so there were a lot of people coming and going. Somewhere in all that delinquents started forming gangs and wanted to own parts of the city for themselves. Since then, I think they’re still trying to overcome the other team. Ruined this city, that’s for sure.”

"Yeah, but you get used to the smell after a while. We're kinda shoe-horned into this location because we're pretty far from anywhere else. The transport units sometimes bring people in and take people out but most of the people here just learned to live with the idea that this is home."

She turned sideways to look down the rest of the street. 

"We just make sure to get to any traps before someone sets them off. The guys are like rats, the moment we show up they scatter, so finding them is pretty hard. We don't have a jail or any way to get them arrested so we can't really do anything. Although sometimes I can get one good hit in and I feel it's a job well done.

She smiled at her questions and stood straight again. "It doesn't look like it now but this place used to be pretty. It was a perfect trade route in between the towns so there were a lot of people coming and going. Somewhere in all that delinquents started forming gangs and wanted to own parts of the city for themselves. Since then, I think they're still trying to overcome the other team. Ruined this city, that's for sure."

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That would be a bad a idea for very obvious reasons. She remained huddled for a moment before realizing nothing else had happened. She was still alive. Good.

She straightened again, keeping her body still, though she trembled nervously with every breath.

Car sized or not, the wolf behaved similarly to others she’d come across.

"How the heck did you manage to slip through security…" She muttered to herself. "Unless you took one of the back ways through the sewer system…if you could fit. Honestly, you’re the size of a hummer, what have you been eating?"  Her wonderful habit of rambling when she was nervous. 

Mel coughed and regained her composure quickly before she was caught being rude. She opened her mouth to reply but all that came out was a strained squeak. She was a little more unnerved than she realized. She coughed again and spoke as clearly as she could.

"You're in Asphodel. If you arrived with the escort trucks I'm surprised you weren't told somewhere along the way. A city in the middle of nowhere, it's at least a day of driving to the next town. 

This could be bad news if something that big was angry. She kept her hands out in the open but did not move. Even if she wanted to, the penetrating gaze of the wolf-thing kept her frozen.

That would be a bad a idea for very obvious reasons. She remained huddled for a moment before realizing nothing else had happened. She was still alive. Good.

She straightened again, keeping her body still, though she trembled nervously with every breath.

Car sized or not, the wolf behaved similarly to others she'd come across.

"How the heck did you manage to slip through security..." She muttered to herself. "Unless you took one of the back ways through the sewer system...if you could fit. Honestly, you're the size of a hummer, what have you been eating?"  Her wonderful habit of rambling when she was nervous. 

She wasn’t sure what scent to expect this time around though. Normally, gang members had the reek of alcohol and lack of proper bathing. This time, no such scent was in the area. But there was one, mixed in with the air.

Wolf.

Like a wolf, but not at the same time. This discovery caused her to stop running. She stood in the silence, which seemed more prominent after the sound of the explosion. She locked onto the scent and continued forward. The only conclusion she could reach was a wolf mix of some sort. It just wasn’t normal. 

The scent stopped in the middle of one of the building complexes. Not someplace she wanted to be as it was boarding the opposing gang’s territory. Her boots were quiet as she walked, her ears at attention. The last thing she needed was to be jumped when she was already in danger.

This could be bad news if something that big was angry. She kept her hands out in the open but did not move. Even if she wanted to, the penetrating gaze of the wolf-thing kept her frozen.