dog eat dog world [[Norman & Bedrock]]

[semper]

bear Keeni



I wasn't young enough to be reaped anymore, which was a good thing. Now I could watch all the little squirts and hellions squirm and chatter anxiously as they were waiting for the reaping. Not that I hadn't been that way -- well, if I had gotten into the Games, I would've had one hell of a time. There'd be so much blood and gore and bodies to harvest and oh my goodness it would've been a hay day. But there was always that sense of uneasiness, and I didn't blame any of them. Not only were you waiting to see who was going to go off and die, but you were shoved into tiny pens like you shove kittens into a picnic basket. If you weren't scared of the Games, you were scared of getting your toes stomped on.

As the reaping drew on, I was growing impatient. I just wanted them to spill the damn names already, but as soon as the person did, I quickly regretted it.

Ethan Taurus.

Ethan and I had had quite a few good times together. Some of them good, and some of them... well, definitely mind-scarring, but certainly fun. He, along with Lane, was one of my good friends. And I was about to lose him to the Games.

No. I was not about to lose another one of my friends. Just no.

Once the District Square had started clearing out, I quickly made my way through what was left of the crowd, shoving and elbowing my way across. I didn't care much that I was knocking people over or tripping them. I was mad -- and terrified, believe it or not -- that they would pick Ethan. Why not any of those other damn runts? Why did it have to be someone so valuable to me? Sure some of the other people mattered to other people, but none of them were important. I'd send them all if I could, just to watch them all die. They all deserved to be in that arena, not Ethan.

I plowed my way over to the Justice Building where I believed they had Ethan. Before I entered, though, I quickly looked around to see if there were any Peacekeepers around. There were none, so I opened the door and quickly went in.

If there's one thing I hate, it's how rich and snobby the mayor of the District and all his wretched cohorts hung out. The carpet and wallpaper were pretty much ancient and it smelled like it, too: a musky, rotten wood odor. Maybe they just didn't keep up with this end of the building. I scrunched up my nose, but honestly, I've smelled worse. So without lingering any longer, I headed down the hall. There were many doors along each hallway, and to check each one of them would take a hell of a lot of time, but I had absolutely no idea where Ethan was, so I just began knocking on each door and calling out his name.

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Uniform? Check. Capitol issued helmet? Check. Tight white tool belt holding everything that a Peacekeeper needs? Check. All that was missing was the simple gun. And the tongue. That was the one thing that most Peacekeepers had. Well, almost every Peacekeeper had one. I was the exception. The special case, you know. Whatever Cassius did just so happened to be close to a miracle. Maybe my name still lingered in the minds of those who could remember the days when I was on top of it all. When I was the alpha wolf, you know?Or maybe I just had a lot of potential that the force didn't want to waste. As long as I stayed under control and followed Cassius' orders, it wouldn't be long until my holster was filled with the final piece to a Peacekeeper's puzzle.

It had been such a long time since I last stepped foot in District Six. Ever since I left after that fight with Bear, I hoped to never come back again. Maybe it was fate that the folder ended up on my desk last week. Several pages explained how I was to get on a train and head off towards District Six to help with security during the Reaping. It was a test of sorts as it would be the first task I was given where I wouldn't need the supervision of some higher officer. There was no point in arguing when the only reason I had was that I didn't want to see my old friends once again. It would bring back too many memories that I had tried so hard to get rid of. All the memories of murder and rape and drugs and alcohol and partying and eating corpses with all my cannibalistic friends. Memories of times when I had a tongue.

The lack of that important muscle really didn't matter much to me any more. I mean, I adjusted to no longer having the ability to speak my mind or to communicate with those around me without needing a pad of paper. Officer Clarke, a Capitol man who handled all the new recruits, had promised to give me some special device that I could use to type out whatever I wished to say. Some man in District Three had invented it in order to pay for a week's worth of food. Good thing my first job had been to sell deadly chemicals to the scientists who required them for insane experiments. That was easy and it paid the bills, I guess. Now all I needed to do was act like a proper Peacekeeper would. Then I'd have my bills paid and my life dealt with. Maybe I could die and go to a good place, if there was a place that people went to afterwards.

I pushed through a door and stepped into the College. Wow, last time I was here was when I was really really young. And I never wanted to return here. But one name changed all of that. One name made all of that change. Ethan Fucking Taurus. I really didn't even know how to describe our relationship. We worked together, yeah, but there was more to it. He'd never compare to Bear or Cassius but he was still one of my greatest friends. He actually cared about me, as far as I was concerned at least. And that was hard to come by in the fucked up world we were living in. After all, some sick people enjoyed pitting the world against each other and watching them die bloody and tragic deaths. Like the kind of deaths I caused. Now, Ethan would have to play the deadliest game of all. My last goodbye couldn't have just been the one I "said" a few days after returning from the Detention Center.

My boots squeaked as I took each step towards the room where Ethan was surely being held in. An officer nodded at me as I passed through another door and I returned the gesture with a quick bob of my head. It was in the new hallway that I had entered that I heard Ethan's name. It was coming from somebody that I knew all too well. Oh fuck. Do I really need to do this right now? I kind of left Bear and everybody else behind on my quest to becoming a better person. No calls, no letters, no contact whatsoever. He probably hated me because of it. The day when I saw him again was a day that I couldn't help but fear. And it would have to be today, it seemed. So I rounded the corner and looked right at the man who was so very important to me. The man who I hadn't seen in quite a long time. Bear Keeni.

We wouldn't have long to catch up though as a door swung open nearby Bear. A short and chunky man hobbled out and looked over at me. "Ah yes. I'm glad you are here to replace me, good sir. I was just starting to feel hungry." His helmet bobbed as he spoke and as he made his way over to me. With a pat on my shoulder, the man was gone. Guess that means I'll be with Ethan for quite a while? Nodding my head in the direction of the room, I glanced at Bear as if to say after you. We would see Ethan together. After all, it would be pointless for me to go in by myself. We could only make out or something. That's what I would have done before I started this new life. What's the fun in making out without tongue involved anyways?

Still, I walked in to the room after Bear and closed the door behind me before leaning against the wall and keeping my head low. Maybe he won't recognize me?

[cameron]

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