Foxy & Bonnie's Adventure!

Chpt. 6 - Lots of Audacity

Chpt. 5 Continued...

Bonnie pulled a lever and gasped....

"What?" Wolfie asked, pulling out his boomerang.

"T-The hallway. I-It has b-blood..." Bonnie stammered.

"Don't be a scaredy bunny. After all, you are older than me." I teased Bonnie, walking into the blood filled hallway.

Bonnie made an angry face and stomped into the hallway. Wolfie shrugged and followed.

-Chica's Perspective-

It was two years since I've last seen anyone other than random animals and Mike Schmidt. He's been treating me like a piece of moldy meat. Yeah. That's what I feel like. The two years I've been locked in this cage were the worst. Mike always tried to kill me by testing my reliance. My wings are so sore, I don't think I can move them.

While I was trying to punch the metal off my cage, I heard a familiar voice. It felt really strange, mainly because I didn't remember that voice, but it seemed so familiar. A shadow appeared on the wall near the entrance, and I thought Mike had come for me, but it turned out to be a crimson fox with tan shorts.

"Chica?" the fox asked, tapping a metal on his arm.

"Who are you?" I asked, backing up to the wall of my cage.

"It's me, Foxy." the fox smiles, holding his arms out.

I gasped and ran to the bars, trying to hug him.

"Foxy, I'm so sorry! It's been so long since I last saw you!" I kept trying to hug Foxy, but I saw a large shadow behind him. I backed away, not knowing what to do.

"Behind you..." I softly spoke. But the man shot be with a tranquilizer dart, but before I blacked out, I saw the shadow wrap a cloth around Foxy's muzzle and around his nose. He struggled fiercely, then passed out. Then it went dark. I only heard metal clanging, and the words:

YOU CAN'T

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Chpt. 6 Pt 2

-Wildfire's Perspective-

It was a while before Bonnie got suspicious. He tossed my boomerang across the room until he gave it back.

"Where is that fox?" Bonnie asked through gritted teeth.

"Maybe he got lost." I responded. "Lemme see."

I tossed my boomerang down the hall and held my arm out. Bonnie looked at me like I was crazy, but he noticed I was using telekinesis.

"How do you have that?" Bonnie asked.

"It's not me, I tossed my boomerang and just pretended to direct it." I hear a clanking noise multiple times.

"Oh no..."

"What?" Bonnie looked at me scared.

"I hear metal. I hope Foxy isn't captured. Let's go investigate." I grabbed Bonnie as he ran with me. We both saw Foxy sprawled out inside the cell, and Chica constantly opening and closing her eyes.

"Apparently someone beat us to it. Foxy was captured, but by who?" I picked up my boomerang right before someone wrapped a cloth around Bonnie's muzzle and around mine. Bonnie passed out, but I used my boomerang to stagger the attacker.

It took lots of audacity to try and hurt any one of us. My fur stood up on end and I started screaming like Sticks the Badger, swinging and stabbing the man until he seemed dead. I sighed and shook Bonnie repeatedly until I heard rustling. I turned, but felt a hard fist smack into my face, and then another until I was bleeding. I saw Mike Schmidt better when I scooted back before I fainted.

"Nice try, tiny runt."

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It took me a while to think of everything in this story, and to get the perspectives correct. Wolfie just wasn't as tough as Mike Schmidt. Hopefully he'll pull through in the next chapter. Stay tuned.