Fear is a Four Letter Word(OLD)

Chapter 11: The Monster Within

Arthors/notes

*timeskips, scene change, flashbacks*

**POV change**

"Talking"

'THOTS'

---START---

**Firewater Dream POV**

I was in the middle of the bloodest battle in history. For every fur we killed, ten of ours dropped. I knew it was only a matter of time before I was next.

Sarge. Aberdeen: "KEEP MOVING UP MEN. DON'T LET THEM OUT FLANK US!!"

They had us outnumbered, true. By like 20/1. However...

Soldier 1(male): "CHLORINE, OUT!!"

...we out gunned them, 40/1. I quickly put on my gas mask, and continued fighting, killing anything that came out of that cloud.

Thomas: "L/N!! I NEED MORE SHELLS."

Firewater: "HERE!! IT'S ALL I HAVE!!"

I tossed my shells to my brother, who cought them, but was shot in the arm by sniper fire and dropped them.

Soldier 2(female): "SNIPER!! GET INTO COV-"

She was shot in the face by the sniper, killing her instantly.

Soldier 3(female): "VOXXIE NOOOOO!!! YOU BAAASTAAARDS!!!"

She fired an anti-tank rifle round in the building across the block, and the sniper fire stopped.

Soldier 4(male): "CALLING A CARPET BOMBING!!"

Sarge. Aberdeen: "L/N!!"

I ran over to Aberdeen, awaiting orders.

Sarge. Aberdeen: "THIS IS VERY IMMPORTENT, I NEED YOU TO-"

And he was shot in the back of the head before he could finish, plastering his brains on my face.

**Firewater Reality POV**

My eyes snapped opened, but I felt no fear. I couldn't if I wanted to. I got up, went to Jaylens bathroom, and splashed water in my face.

Firewater: "God damnit. I left the fucken stove on."

Producer: "SON OF A-"

---TAKE 2---

Firewater: "Goddamn this war..."

I walked back into Jaylens room and saw her still sleeping. My mind started to wonder.

'She's really pretty. Curvy, and with a good rac- STOP THINKING LIKE THAT!!'

I started to punish myself mentally again, wondering why I was thinking this way.

'SHE'S A FUR, SHE'S THE EN- Wait...no she's not...'

It started to click when I realized: I'm not with the Last Hope Corp. anymore.

'Are my instincts really clouding my judgement? Have I really gone this long without any affection?'

I looked at her clock, the time was 8:24 am.

'Guess I should get somthing to eat.'

I put my coat on, but left her helmet on my creat, and made my way to the kitchen. I smelt meat, eggs, and something else. Something...funny...