Chương 35: Chapter 34: Fox Hunting Season!!!
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Meanwhile, in an unspecified location in the Pride Ring, there was a town where illegal activities such as drugs, murder and Trafficking(unless it involved nobility) were the norm.
It was an underworld town that didn't exist on any maps, only discoverable by luck or word of mouth from the biggest organizations that ran the town.
As people were engaged in all sorts of crimes, a big muscular imp with a nasty snarl walked down the streets, undeterred, followed by ten of his imp brothers who were part of his gang.
"That fucking Fox, once all the boy's are healed up I'll find him myself and gut his insides. If you think you can humiliate Sneak and get away with it..He-Ha, you've got another thing coming."
He walked into the Hellfire Casino to let off some steam. He had finally healed from his injuries after being beaten by that damn fox, but his anger would not go away until he had that beast shot and displayed on his floor as a rug.
As he was blowing off steam in the casino, flirting and gropping some succubi while losing money, he was already buzzed and shouting about how he would hunt that stupid fox down.
"I'll grabbed his little neck first then castrate him, and feed it to hi...no! I'll feed it to my dogs and make him watch..."
As he was coming up with grusome ways to kill Tucker, a couple of loan sharks approached him. The moment he saw the insignia, his angry look vanished, replaced by a look of worry.
"The boss wants a word with you sneak." A Tiger shark said, not expecting no for an answer.
They asked him to follow them, but his gang got in the way." What are you limp dicks doing, do ya know who your trying ta fight, ignore them."He quickly kicked them aside, before following them.
The loan sharks led him to some dobble doors where he then stood in a room that only had a large fish tank and a seat.
The seat was turned so he couldn't see who it was, but everyone in this town who knew anything knew.
Sneak, the large imp, didn't want to say anything, and thankfully the person sitting spoke first.
"Did you know sharks can sense a drop of blood in the ocean from a mile away?" the voice began, almost conversationally.
Sneak nodded, swallowing hard. "Y-yeah, I heard that."
"They're fascinating creatures," the voice continued. "But sharks aren't on my palate right now. I'm thinking more... fox."
The moment the word "fox" was mentioned, Sneak clenched his fists. The very word was a trigger for him, whether it be from anger or fear...probably both.
Finally, the chair turned, revealing two circle-patterned eyes glowing under the shadows.
Hammerstein's smile was unsettling as he picked his sharp teeth. On his lap was only the bones of a fox he had probably eaten.
"A little bird told me you encountered a fox that single-handedly defeated your entire gang and left everyone in the hospital, but all...alive," Hammerstein said, his tone dripping with amusement.
Sneak snorted, cursing. "Yeah, that bastard made me a laughing stock. I'll kill him once I know where he is."
Hammerstein hummed as he stood up and approached the tank, looking at the demonic sharks with multiple eyes swimming.
"It's such a coincidence," Hammerstein said, "but I happened to run into the same fox twice. Twice he's hindered my activities."
Sneak was surprised and shocked that Tucker would actually go against someone like Hammerstein, but then he overthought and wondered if he should even try to hunt Tucker when even Hammerstein found it challenging.
"I've heard of you, Sneak," Hammerstein said, turning to face him. "Your merits are impressive."
Sneak grinned, feeling proud.'H-holy shit, Mr Hammerstein knows who I am. Wait? how does he know me, and why did he call me here.'
Suddenly, out of nowhere, an idea struck him, and he blurted, "If you want, I'll track down that shitty-slimmy fox and bring him to ya as a gift."
"..."
There was silence...then..Hammerstein laughed.
"It's like you're reading my mind. The rumors didn't lie; I like you, Sneak. You're smart, strong, and Ruthless. All qualities fitting for our type of lifestyle. But, even I find it hard to take down that fox. It would be an impossible task for an ordinary demon."
Sneak slammed his chest. "Give me a month, and I'll have his head in a box for ya."
Hammerstein chuckled. "Very well. If you succeed, perhaps the opening for my right hand might not be needed anymore."
He pondered for a moment before looking at Sneak. "I've been keeping track of the fox. He's a hard one to find, but if you know the right people, anything is possible."
Hammerstein threw a phone at Sneak. Sneak saw a ticket for a train. "Exactly three days from now, at 9 am, a train will be leaving and heading to Pentagram City. A certain fox will be on that train."
Sneak grinned, his eyes burning with excitement. Hammerstein snapped his fingers, and two demons walked in with two briefcases.
One contained cool biker clothes with shiny white lining, and the other contained twin colt pistols with blessed bullets and angelic tipped barrels.
"These are just a few gifts to help with the mission," Hammerstein said. Sneak grinned, spinning the guns and pointing them at himself before holstering them.
Hammerstein then said, "I also have a few gifts outside. I hope you dont disappoint me, Sneak."
Sneak, about to leave, grinned at the fox skull on the plate. He quickly drew his pistol and shot the skull, obliterateing it.
He brought the gun's smoking tip to his nose and inhaled, feeling the angelic smoke burn his insides.
He chuckled at the pain and said, "Time to hunt a fox."
...
As Sneak left, Hammerstein turned his head, looking back at the shark tank. It was feeding time.
Blood dripped into the water before live bait was tossed in, "Mhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
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The Hell sharks, like demonic piranhas, ripped the bait to shreds in seconds.
"I hope you don't disappoint me, Sneak. After all, my sharks are always hungry."
...
Three days later, in a vast expanse of red rocks and mountains, a long train zoomed past on tracks, blowing smoke.
Twenty miles ahead, on a rocky cliff, twenty hooded figures on hellish motorcycles looked into the distance at the train.
The leader smiled, revving his engine, his men following suit before blitzing forward, accelerating just under Mach 1 in seconds.
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