Brought into the light
An Alex and Will Fan fiction

by Dan 1966.

     Will and Alex's little adventure comes to an end.

Chapter 5

Friday morning
June 18, 2018 2:00 am

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

      Alex stood at the door to the bathroom like a scolded pup, rubbing his arms and not wanting to look at his mother as she sat whipping the water in the tub into a bubble bath.

     “Alex? Are you going to sit in here in your underpants?” Grace asked as she pointed.

     “Mmmmfff.....” Alex voiced. “I ruined your whole time with Dad...Mom? I tried to stab Uncle Chancy...why won't anyone listen to me?”

     “Maybe because your Uncle would never lie to me. Stop blaming yourself and get in the tub?” Grace said as she held out her hand. When Alex hesitated, she grabbed and yanked his underwear down!

     “Cheesh....MOM?!” Alex cringed and covered himself.

      “My gawd Alexander will you stop? Now get in that water young man.”

      Alex climbed into the tub and sat down pouting as his mother poured water over his head. “As if I'm supposed to be afraid of my own children when they become teenagers, you're not any different than you were at three or five. Just....a little bigger.”

      Alex huffed. “Yeah...and I'm a little sick pervert.”

      Grace flicked him on the ear...”Mmm! Quit it!” He yelped.

      “Alexander Gray? You are going to stop being childish and difficult.” Grace snorted as she poured water over her son's soapy head....

      “Mom!” Alex snapped. “I wanted Uncle to fuck me in the ass!” The wolf cub snapped out. He sat rubbing his arms....”And it wasn't an accident....I tried to stab Uncle Chancy...am I a fucken liar?”

      Grace stopped for a moment then run the soap puff over Alex's back. “It's not you.” She said with a sigh....”I know my boys and these things are not you.”

     Alex wiped his head and slapped the water...”I'm glad “you” think “you” know what I am mom...I wish I fucken knew who I was....or am...all I know right now is that I'm a big burden to everyone and I tried to kill my uncle. I should be locked up.”

    Grace took hold of Alex's hand and arm and slowly worked the puff over them...”You know who you are to me?” She asked softly....”You're mine.”

    Alex looked at Grace and she slowly rubbed his head. “My.....it feels like yesterday. You came out this wet little ball of puff with a cute pink nose and those beautiful eyes of yours? And those funny little brown freckle splotches on your face. And the first thing you did when your father held you up and you had your fore paws on his head?....”

    Grace chuckled....”You peed right in his ear!”

    “No!” Alex yelped.

    “Chuckles”....”Oh my gawd your father was steaming! You shot a nice accurate stream right into his ear!”

    Alex flopped in the water crying with laughter....”I got him good huh?”

     “That was priceless.” Grace replied. “Will was.....six....he caught you when your father dropped you and you just kept being deadly accurate.”

    Grace snickered. “You pissed right in your brother's mouth.”

    Alex belly flopped in the tub sending water all over the bathroom floor! “Wow! Wow..... kind of a fun entrance into the family huh mom?” Alex said as he sat on his knees waving his tail wildly....”Mmmft....”chuckles”.....bet Will was screaming.”

   “They both were.” Grace said as she grabbed an arm and rubbed it with the puff. “So you don't think I don't know my children?”

    Alex pursed his lips....”If you knew us that good Mom? Then how did you not know I was being molested at six? At least Dad “thinks” I was being molested even when I don't have a single memory of it. So if I was being molested? Why didn't you know that?”

   Grace sat back and sighed....”I don't have an answer Alex....I don't. That's why your father's trying so hard to find out if it did happen and how so we can give you an answer.”

   Alex reached out...”I'll wash myself around “my parts” Mom.” The wolf cub said pouting. “See? You don't “know everything” about your own kids...do you?” Alex stood up and washed himself over his penis and tail hole then threw the puff and flopped back into the water. “I can't understand why you and Dad would still care about me. I tried to kill Uncle Chancy and no one will listen to me. I'm a sicko and no one will listen to me.”

    Grace just quietly got up and walked out leaving Alex to drop his head and sulk on the side of the tub for a while before she came back in with a towel...

    “Are we done?' Grace said as she held the towel open.

    “Yeah....” Alex replied softly as he stood up and fell against his mother's chest, wiping his wet head against her breasts....”Damn Mom....how the hell can you put up with my shit? Ugh.....half the time I don't even think or know what I'm saying...I'm jacked up big time.”

    The wolf cub hugged his mother and snuggled into her soft boobs....”But every time I do this? Mmmmm...I feel better.”

    “A mother's number one job description.” Grace snickered. “Soft boobs.”

     Alex sighed. “I really messed up your special night with dad didn't I?” He asked. “Did you get wrecked?”

     “Alex?!” Grace snapped as she wrapped her son up in the big towel.

     “Teenager mom....deal with me.” Alex snickered. “Bet he rocked your world huh?”

    Grace walked Alex to his bedroom. “You have a dirty little mind young man.” She snorted as she snatched a pair of clean underpants from his dresser and wiggled them over his head. “A dirty pair fits a dirty little mind.”

    Alex pulled part of the underwear off his face....”Mom? I really did try to stab Uncle Chancy...you shouldn't trust me at all.”

    Grace pursed her lips. “If you're not lying to me Alex? Then what should we do?”

    Alex looked around his room...”Get the old baby gate from the garage and put bells on it? Then spread some tacks on the floor after you put it up?”

   Grace snorted. “Alex? You're being ridiculous.”

    “No.” Alex snorted. “I'm being fucken serious! Mom? Please?”

    Gordon walked up behind his wife. “Grace? Go get the baby gate.”

    Grace walked off as Gordon knelt down....”I knew Chancy was throwing bull shit.”

    Alex played with the towel in his hands...”Dad? I don't remember shit again. I only put two and two together when I saw the knife stuck in Uncle's shoulder. I knew I did it.”

   Alex grabbed Gordon's shirt. “Dad? No one's safe with me, you have to call the police and put me somewhere.”

   Gordon snorted. “We will not lose you. I'm not going to put you into the damned “system” where things will get worse.”

   “You don't do something Dad?” Alex said sternly. “I might do something worse! At least in a jail cell when I fall asleep? I might break a few teeth chewing bars....”

      “Or hang yourself.” Gordon replied as he gripped his son's shoulders. “Alex? If we're on the right track? Every child connected with whatever we're trying to hunt down has killed themselves or died terrible deaths. Your Mother and I? Uncle Chancy? We'll take the risks but we're not letting you out of our sight so you end up dead, don't ask us too Alex? It's not going to happen.”

     Alex sighed....”Dad? If.....if you guys do find out what happened to me? Will it help me or hurt me?”

    “I don't know.” Gordon replied. “But what matters to me son? What's precious to me? You are my cub and I'll kill myself before anything else harms you. Because I love you Alex...I love your Brother....”

    Alex smiled. “I pissed in your ear.”

    “Well....we canines do tend to mark what's ours.” Gordon said smirking.

    Alex wrapped his arms around his father and squeezed tight. “Then you go fuck em up Dad...and save me a few hunks of meat to chew.”

    Gordon replied as he patted his son's back. “Tooth and claw kido.”

    “Tooth and claw Dad.” Alex snarled. He then cocked his head...”You sure a designer dog collar and a leash wouldn't be a good idea right now?”

     Gordon bopped Alex on the head. “Shut up and get to sleep? You're way past bed time.”

Friday morning
June 18, 2018 10 am

St. Mary's Emergency Hospital

     Will came up to the bed site as Chancy lay sipping from a drink cup... “Good morning Uncle.”

     “Hey.” Chancy replied. “You didn't stay up all night did you?”

     “Yeah....” Will replied. “Yawwwwnnnnn....” I did zone out on the couch in the waiting room so they left me alone for like two hours. So did it really happen like that?”

     Chancy replied. “Yeah.....Alex tripped, the knife went airborne and I caught it while I was sitting up. Crazy, you're poor little brother was balling.....absolutely scary scene. But I'll be released this afternoon so its' all good. You doing alright? You settled in the apartment?”

      “Yeah.” Will replied. “It's for the best.”

      “It's never for the best when you have to separate yourself from the family.” Chancy replied. “You get your act together and stop fucking around and putting up this little wall of yours.”

      Will leaned forwards in his seat....”Uncle? I told Dad that I'm remembering some real crazy shit which I'm sure I was 12 or 13. Alex was coming into my room when I was sleeping at around 6 or 7 and acting all sexualized, talking to me in my sleep, really twisted shit. I didn't really think about it, kept blowing it off like it was dreams or from you know....when we were really doing things to each other. Cathy's sort of “bath tub ginning” therapy at my ass and it's sort of working.”

    Chancy snickered. “Tigers are known for doing bizarre shit. So long as that girl doesn't get you in trouble with probation.”

   Just then....Gordon came into the room....

   “William? Leave me alone with your uncle?” Gordon said with a thumb wave. As soon as Will closed the door, Gordon leaned on the bed....

   “You damn fucken liar.” The big wolf snapped.

   “Kept the cops from taking Alex.” Chancy replied. “Was that what I should have done?”

   “Exactly not.” Gordon replied. “I'm just glad Alex had bad aim. I called Fred and asked him to re-examine those files and see if there's a time pattern involved. How long between the time those in the files were at Cole Brook to the time they all died. After all, you're the one who talked shit about “MK Ultra” “Co-Intel-pro” and all that tin foil hat shit. Perhaps that's not as crazy as people think it is?”

   Chancy smirked. “It damn sure has something to do with Canopy Lake Amusement Park. What the old Beedle-Jeusian's role in it isn't clear but from the records of Cole Brook there has to be a financial incentive at work.”

      Gordon stood taping his foot. “Please don't tell me you're going to pussy ass yourself in this bed all day preening your tail?”

     “I wasn't planning on it.” Chancy snickered. “Sad that your “Romper Room” fun time was so rudely interrupted by me getting stabbed. Did you at least put my sister away soaking wet?”

     “She needed a life preserver.” Gordon smiled. “When we get this over with, I'm taking you and Quinn out for a male's weekend. We're gonna get shit faced, filled with mutton and go absolutely bestial without abandon. Get back to our four legged primal selves in the wilderness.”

      Chancy snickered...”Sounds like a good plan? I'm up for a pack run and a good long howl at the moon. Go do natural hunting and take down a deer.” The wolf licked his chops with relish. “These chompers haven't strangled in years since I went hunting with my father.”

    “When can I pick you up?” Gordon asked.

    “Should be around 3 or 4pm.” Chancy replied.   

Friday morning
June 18, 2018 10 am
Child Therapy and treatment center
Ocean Pass

     “So...how are you doing apart from your family?” Angie the female Collie asked as she handed Will a coffee...

      “Much better.” Will replied. “My Dad says for the moment this is the best thing to do. My little brother is having some issues that has my parents worried and they wanted to completely separate me from any more triggers.”

     “Has Alex been triggering you?” She asked.

     “It's not so much him as it is memories or dreams that are popping up. I think they're too vivid to be like....fantasy creations? And as I've told Cathy Quinn who's been helping me and my father...I feel much younger in these dreams and I think these things were going on when I was 13, before I started molesting Alex.”

       Angie replied...”You passed your lie detector tests.”

       “Yeah...I know.” Will replied. “But there was no sexual contact between us. Alex would come into my room at night, late night and I swear he talked to me while I was asleep or he tried to seduce me by saying nasty stuff to me like suck his dick, lick his tail hole or.....well.....nasty stuff.”

        Angie wrote in a note pad....”These still could be fascinations created by your memories. There's no way to really discriminate actual event memory from fantasy memory because there's no way to marker or tag a specific memory. Unless you can go further and describe the room....if its' a room at your house or a room at some other location which might be verified by a physical search.”

       Will grimaced....”You just hit me with wild lingo and my head hurts.”

        It's simple Will. “Do you know where these events may have taken place?”

       Will thought. “Maybe at home, maybe somewhere else, I can't really think right now.”

      Angie asked. “We just talked some sexual stuff about Alex, how are you feeling?”

      Will rubbed his arms. “Uncomfortable as fuck.”

      Angie nodded. “Can you describe any of the incidents you have these dreams about? In any detail?”

     “Angie? What the hell for?” Will replied. “Damn it! I don't want to trigger...I don't want to even think about it.”

    “Will? The only way to get through it is to face it. Is it in your room at home?” Angie asked.

    Will got up from his chair and paced around the room....”No....no I don't think it's my room. The bed's different....the window's not in the same place, my bed hasn't moved since I was a kid. I wake up from sleep and here's Alex right next to the bed. He's holding his tail up, wiggling his ass at me and.....and kinda singing this sexual jingle....”

     Will hugged himself and shook his head....”Gnah.....fuck.....ugh this is so fricken sick.”

     Will thought hard, his brow tensing....”He's singing....ugh.....”fuck, fuck, fuck me wet.” I jumped out of bed, hit him with a pillow and drove him out. I'm like 13 and I got this hard on...so.....so I blocked it out and kept my mouth shut.”

     Angie made notes and pointed. “Guess what Will? You're flaccid right now.”

     Will looked down and blew a breath....”Let me guess? You call that progress?”

     “I call it a start.” Angie replied. “Now quick....scribble what you can remember about where you were.”

Friday morning
June 18, 2018 10 am

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

    Alex stood at the baby gate across his bedroom door and yelped. “Mom?! Can I come out?”

    Grace walked up, brushed away the tacks on the floor, pulled the baby gate off the door jam and hugged Alex...”Good morning baby.”

    Grace looked over her son as he stood rubbing his eyes...”Morning....guess it's good.”

    “Well?” Grace said. “Your PJ's are on.” She then motioned to Alex's crotch. “Now pull your bottoms and your underpants down?”

    “Huh?” Alex replied. “Mom?!”

   “Now Alexander.” Grace commanded.

    Alex whipped his PJ bottoms and his underwear down. “ There...embarrass me nuff?”

    “Ok....clean.” Grace said. “Pull em up now.” She hugged him tight. “What do you want for breakfast? Mariane is coming to see you here today.”

     Alex followed Grace into the kitchen. “Mmmm?.....sausage and eggs? Can we go see Uncle after Marian's here?”

       “By that time he'll be out with your Father.” Grace said as she started to prepare breakfast. “Don't you worry about a thing Alex, Chancy's fine.”

       Alex snorted as he sat at the kitchen table...”Yeah....till I try to kill him again.”

      “Which is why we're trying so hard to protect you honey.” Grace replied. “I want you to stay where I can see you from now on.”

      “Yes mom.” Alex replied with a sigh. “Guess I'm in a real prison now.”

      Grace placed the plate of food before Alex....”Elbows off the table Alex.”

       “It's so hard to see anything good Mom.” Alex said as he played with his sausages. “Then again...I got like a hundred certified “ADHD, XYZ, 123, Bert and Ernie things messed up in my head, what's one more problem? Homicidal maniac...has a cool ring to it.”

     “Alex? You are not crazy.” Grace snorted. “I need to put you on a no sugar diet.”

     “You need to put me in leather bondings and cuffs.” Alex snorted back. “I mean if I'm doing crazy things in my sleep then how's a baby gate and a few tacks going to keep me from doing something horrible? Chancy's a Marine and I nailed him before he could move, I don't want you and Dad risking your lives.”

     Grace pointed a finger. “Alexander? The matter is settled. Now....eat your breakfast and save it for Marian. Don't dwell on the problems, let's find the answers. You're at least facing the situation honestly.”

    Alex sat in silence for a moment...”I hope Will is doing alright.”

Friday Afternoon
June 18, 2018 1pm
Ocean Pass

    “How you feeling?” Gordon asked as Chancy sat in the passenger's side drinking a juice box.

    “Sore.” Chancy replied. “I got some limited movement in my arm. Good thing the kid didn't knife my gun arm.”

      Gordon sighed....”Chancy? I'm sorry.”

      “Why are you apologizing?” Chancy snorted. “Don't pull a Doctor Frankenwolf on me Gordon? Blaming yourself for Alex's problem? And don't go making the kid out to be a little monster, it's not his fault.” Chancy crushed the box in his knife side hand. “I still have enough strength out of this arm to choke the fuck out of the bastard who abused my nephew. I say we need to take a day at Canopy Lake, the answer's there.”

      Gordon snickered. “We don't have the Mystery Machine or a goofy Great Dane.”

      “I have a 45 and a pissed off attitude?” Chancy snorted. “Let's go through all the records and the guest registries again. See what we come up with on this nA9 “tag” the Sheriff's deputy was talking about.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 1 pm

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

    Marian sat in a chair as Alex sat on his bed still in his pajamas. “You want me to take....a nap?”

   “Just want to do an observation.” Marian said softly. “It's one thing to just see recordings of these little events you have. Just want to see if there's been changes since I was told you're suckling a nippie.”

   Alex cocked his head. “Oh yeah....I forgot that you're a British fox. You guys talk funny.”

   “And you are cute and silly.” Marian said as she showed Alex a picture of him and Will playing on a beach...

     “How does this make you feel?” Marian asked.

     Alex replied...”Upset.”

     “Why?” Marian asked.

     “Why are you even showing me the picture?” Alex huffed. “How am I supposed to feel?”

     “It's just to gauge your reaction and feelings Alex. Feel free? Let it out...” Marian said as she gestured Alex to lay on his back.

    “Mmmmm....angry....at myself. Upset we're apart, that Will's not here because of me.”
Alex said as he reached for his Toothless stuffy and hugged it. “I drove Will out because I excite him.”

    Alex looked at the picture again and grimaced. “Will you get that out of here? I hate looking at it.”

    “I'm sorry.” Marian replied. She put the picture back into her own purse and turned back to rub Alex's forehead...”Why don't you take your nap and we'll go out for ice cream when you wake up?”

    Marian walked from the bedroom and went with Grace into the kitchen. “So....other than the incident yesterday? He's actually slept well?”

      “Since his Uncle gave him that pacifier, he's been getting a good nights sleep. But I guess the Pacifier isn't a cure all is it?” Grace asked.

     “It's just as stop gap measure.” Marin said as she pulled a notebook from her purse. “Obviously there's more intense stimulation at work here. I'll take notes if he starts up with anything.”      

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 1 pm
State Police headquarters
Ocean Pass

      “You were damn lucky.” Fred McGruff said as he rubbed his hand over Chancy's bandaged shoulder.

     “I turned and pulled back at the last second so the blade didn't strike anything vital and I could muscle lock it to prevent Alex from pulling it out.” Chancy said as he put his shirt back on. “Now Fred? You're going to shut up about what I told you?”

     “So long as the kid doesn't try it again.” Fred replied. “Sounds like you're all in a new dangerous territory. And the older one has nothing like this?”

     Gordon shook his head as he studied one of the guest logs from Cole Brook. “No. But he's been telling me that Alex was trying to seduce him at night when he was sleeping from when Alex was six. That would give a little validation to Chancy's theories of some sort of messed up mind control.”

    Fred smirked. “So the CIA is in the Cub Porn business? Ok there JFK Masturbater.”

    “Then explain to me mister flat foot why all these case files ended up on the meat slab?” Clancy huffed....then he stood waving his finger for a moment...”Holy....shit....say Fred? Can you get access to the Alex Binx case?”

  “Well they just closed that out since Binx was found guilty...curious?” Fred asked.

  “Curious as all fuck.” Chancy replied. “Can you get it?”

   Gordon suddenly flopped the register in his hands down on the table....”Hey! Look at this?” He said as he started scribbling on a note pad...

      Fred and Chancy came over as Gordon pointed to a page....”Chambers, Walton. He made regular yearly visits to Cole Brook starting in....1995. We started going there with William in 2005 and with both William and Alex in 2009.”

      Chancy grabbed a ledger...”Let me look through this.”

      Fred scribbled the name on a piece of paper. “And....let me run his name through the “National DB”  

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 1 pm
Ocean Pass

73 Russell Street
Apartment 210

     “Ok Brain! Try it again!” Will waved from under the hood of the specialized truck as the dog sitting in the driver's seat revved the engine. Once again the disturbing knock sound came forth...

     “Cut it Brain!” Will said wiping his hand over his neck. He stood aside the truck pondering as Brain walked up...

     “Can you tell my human has no respect for machines?” Brain snorted. “I'm talking about the girl, not the cop.”

     “She sure rides this thing hard.” Will snorted. “Hell is she even licensed to drive?”

     “She solves cases so does anyone care?” Brain said snorted. “No wait...I solve the cases, she deals in rope.”

      Will giggled. “That's just fricken wrong Brain.”

      “Well it's damn true!” Brain huffed. “She spends, and I averaged this, she spends over 50 percent of our cases bound in rope by some bad guy. I'm telling you she has a pedophile, S&M, I wanna get raped fettish.”

       Brain then thought....”Fuck dude, I am soooooo sorry.”

       “I'm fine brain, really.” Will replied. “Your pups are safe.”

       “So? What do you wager they'll give Alex Binx? My bets on castration without anesthesia. Better yet? They'll throw him into “general pop” and he'll get raped to death by a herd of bulls. You know the Kookookan Bovines run the MaxSec prison at Walpole? Their whole specialty is to tie a victim to a set of poles, rape his ass into a truck tunnel then pull him in half with a good clean jerk? Now those are some sick sides of beef.”

     Will looked at Brain...”You are fucked up dude.”

     “I work with Penny Gadget, what do you want?” Brain snorted. “So can you figure out where the trouble is Will? It won't be long before we get another case call.”

     Will looked at the truck, then at Brain. “Would you consider a hire?”

     “We don't work for cheep Will.” Brain said waving a hand. “Feeding and filling a 14 year old girl with stuff is like super expensive.”

      Will sighed....”I need some pictures taken of a place. Just have to confirm a few things for therapy.”

      Brain thought....”Give me some time and I'll see if we can provide.”

      “I would appreciate it man.....really.” Will said as he stuck his head back under the truck hood.

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 1:43 pm

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

“Mmmmmffff....mmmm...hi Noggie.” Alex voiced as he cuddled his Toothless stuffie. Marian noted the quivering of his eyelids and knew he was deep in REM sleep. She leaned in closer to listen as Alex murmured and coo'd....

“My brother?” Alex said softly. “Mmmm...he's cute.”

A little silence followed and then Alex said....”Oh kaaaay....”

    Then his eyes popped open, causing Marian to slowly move away from the bed as the young wolf pushed himself up and looked around with his eyes doe'd and a soft smile on his face. Then Alex slipped from his bed and stood slowly pulling his PJ's off as he looked towards the doorway to his bedroom...

   A soft giggle came from the now naked wolf cub as he walked out of his bedroom, across the short space of the hallway and into Will's empty bedroom. Grace was stopped short by Marian as she voiced a “What the fuck?” from her lips. Night time was explainable, broad daylight?

   Marian slowly moved into Will's bedroom as Alex stood slowly swaying from side to side....

   “Mmmm....big brother?” Alex said seductively. “Want some company?”

   Alex turned around and slowly wiped his butt over the empty bed....”Wanna fuck me big brother? Wanna fuck, fuck my little ass all night? Got some friends who have some goodies....you wanna come?”

   Marian gritted her teeth and held her hands apart in front of Alex's face. This was going to be a dangerous thing to do.....she brought them together in a hard audible...

“SLAP!” 

    Alex shuddered....then shook his head.....then looked behind himself to see him pulling up on his bushy tail.....

    “What.....the.....fuck?” The young wolf said as he looked around. “How the.... how did I get?....” He then saw he was naked with a hard on.....”Oh shit.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 2:14 pm
State Police headquarters
Ocean Pass

     Chancy yelped as he rummaged through another ledger....”Gordie?” He said as he pointed to an entry.... Chambers, Walton....nA9.....2,700 dollars.”

       Gordon looked at the entry and pursed his lips. “Ralph was right I guess?”

      “Wonder what Fred's going to find? Unless he finds like a hundred different guys named Walton Chambers and they end up being everything from rats to Elephants.” Chancy snorted. 

       Gordon's smart phone rang on the table he was looking at documents on and he ran to pick it up. “Hello....Gordon.” Gordon listened for a moment then fumbled for a paper and pen...”Hold on! Don't go too fast?.....” Gordon scribbled and nodded. “I got it... thanks honey.” Gordon said....”Is he alright? Upset? Well you tell Alex he did a good thing, I'm very proud of him, he gave us some good information. Then go spoil him rotten. You and Marian take him for pizza or something. I'll be home, I'll talk to him. Love you honey.” Gordon clicked off the phone. “Ready for this?”

      Chancy shook his head. “Alex?”

      Gordon sat down....”Call this a doozie.” He said waving his hands. “His therapist comes over the house, has Alex take a nap. He starts talking in his sleep, get's up, takes his clothes off, walks into Will's bedroom and does a little sex show....ok....fricken disturbing but....this came out of his mouth.....”

“Hi Noggie.” 

“My brother? Mmmm...he's cute.”

”Oh kaaaay....”

“Mmmm....big brother? Want some company?”

”Wanna fuck me big brother? Wanna fuck, fuck my little ass all night? Got some friends who have some goodies....you wanna come?”

Chancy pounded a fist on the table. “Fuck! I told you! I fucken told you it's got something to do with subliminal bull shit!”

Gordon growled....”Noggie? Chambers? Speedy? The old man who owned Coal Brook? Gawd damned pedophile ring. I want to sink my fucken teeth into some ass holes, I want to rip the windpipes out of some mother fuckers and watch them gurgle to death. They tried to fucken rape both my kids!”

Chancy waved his hands....”Gordon? Breath.....breath......” He begged.....

Gordon flopped down into a chair...”We have to find this Chambers guy.”

“We don't know if we'll have the right one, well we won't know until Fred's done but...the “nA9” has some significance to it; we have to work that end of this whole thing out too, I bet its' more than just an affixment to a ledger book.” Chancy said as he watched Gordon pick up his phone...

“Who you calling?” Chancy asked.

“Will.” Gordon replied. “He's going to need to know this. He wasn't just dreaming up this crap after all.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 2:48 pm
Ocean Pass

73 Russell Street
Apartment 210

    Will sat in the recliner chair rubbing his face in his hands and sobbing a little bit after his father's call....

    “You alright?” Cathy asked as she rubbed his back.

    Will looked up at her....”Well....I know now I'm not crazy.” He sat back and sighed... “Ugh.....fuck this sounds so bizarre.”

    “What did your Dad tell you?” Cathy asked.

    Will looked at her sternly...”I've been told not to say anything about it. Only that I wasn't fucken dreaming and I didn't bring shit out of my head as some sick sexual fantasy.”

    “It really happened with Alex?” Cathy asked.

    “Yeah.” Will replied. “And now that I at least know what I do know? I can actually face something true that I can put my mits on and choke out. It wasn't “natural”, I'm not fucken sick, Alex was putting suggestions in my head and it wasn't his fault.”

     Cathy scratched her head. “So are you going home?”

     “Oh hell no.” Will replied. “Not now, not yet. Alex is still messed up, if I go back there now? He'll just start re-triggering me.”

      Will looked at Cathy and smirked. “Do you wanna take a bath?”

      “How about?” Cathy replied. “You take the bath and I'll wash you?”

      Will snapped his fingers. “Had to try?”

       Cathy snatched an ear and pulled....”Move water dog.”

      “OW! You call me a dog again and we're gonna fight?” Will protested.

      “You, a tiger? Yeah....that's going to last really long.” Cathy snorted.

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 3:19 pm
Ocean Pass

Chucky Cheese

      Alex all but poured the messy pizza slice into his maw and wiped the dripping pizza sauce from his lips....”I was what? What's that long word you said?”

     Marian replied. “Subliminal suggestive Programming for a specific desired effect.”

     Grace translated...”You were brainwashed Alex.”

     Alex pursed his lips. So they took me away at night to wash my brain so I could act like a slut to my brother?...they must have used good Tide Pods because I can't smell any detergent.”

    “Please tell me you are being honest Alex?” Grace asked.

     “Well the only way you can wash a brain is take it out of the head right? So where's the scars? How did they wash my brain if it was still in my head?” Alex asked innocently. 

      “Now that...is the state of our education system today.” Grace huffed.

      “Stop making a joke of this mom!” Alex huffed. “How can Will come home now? I hate him being gone! What do you have to do? Scrub my brain with Clorox? Maybe Pine Sol? I always like the smell of my room after you use Pine Sol.”

     “Alex?” Grace said smiling.

    “Yeah Mom?” Alex replied.

     “They'll use a straw and suck your brain out through your nose.” Grace said grinning.

     “Oh.....fuck that!” Alex yelped.

     Marian shook her head. “Grace? You're confusing him and making my job harder. You know my rates increase with every minute of parental interference right?” Marian turned to Alex....

    “Alex? Brainwashing is when you are placed under a deep sleep and someone makes suggestions for you to do certain things. Like what a hypnotist does.” Marian said as he rubbed Alex's back.

    “Oh....” Alex replied. “But how did they do it without my family knowing? Are you telling me I just got up at night and went on my own?”

    Marian shook her head. “I assume that's what your father and law enforcement are trying to figure out.”

    Alex played with his fingers...”Can you? Can you stop it?”

    “Right now the best thing we can do is limit the effects and try to keep you safe. Without understanding how this was done to you Alex? Anything we try to use to reverse it could cause you serious harm.” Marian said.

    “But I'm being seriously harmed now!” Alex yelped. “I hate this shit! I hate not being able to see or talk to my brother! I hate not knowing what I did the night before! I hate living like this! It fucken SUCKS!”

    Alex looked shaken up and upset as he got up from his chair....”I need to be alone ok?”

    Grace got up. “You're not going anywhere alone.”

    “Just to the car then? Ok? I need a place to be by myself for a little bit mom.... please?” Alex started to sob so Grace picked him up and carried him outside to the family car and set him in the back seat...

     Marian came up as Grace shut the door. “Now....there's nothing in there he could hurt himself with is there?”

     “I swept the car before we came here.” Grace replied. “I was thinking this might happen. You can't reverse this shit on my son?”

     “No.” Marian replied. “It's really dangerous to try and just pull out a de-programming regime when you have no idea of the original method of programming. At best you would do some psychological truma...at worse you'd drive the patient to suicide. You and your family just need to be patient and give him all the affection and support he needs.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 5:28 pm
State Police headquarters
Ocean Pass

      Gordon and Chancy were comparing notes and scanning through one of the guest registers again when Fred came walking into the room with a folder in his hand...

      “Alex Binx” He said as he flopped the thick file on the table. “Now...are you ready for this revelation from hell?” Fred said as he sat on the table.

      “We have the right Walton Chambers?” Chancy asked.

      Fred flipped a picture on the table. “Tell me what's interesting about this photo?”

      Gordon's maw dropped....”Oh......fuck.”

      “Blue ears....blue spots and....a white fucken mutt.” Fred snorted. “Our Walton Chambers happens to be the father of one Alex Binx. The divorced father of sed Alex Binx who no one could find. He dropped off the planet....or so we're made to think he did.”

      Chancy snapped. “Gordon? Give me you phone? Where is Binx being held right now? On second thought?” Chancy jumped from his chair and ran out of the room and up the stairs into the main floor of the State Police Headquarters....

      “Where's John Brubaker?” Chancy snapped at a cop.

      “Detective Brubaker went home for the day.” The cop replied.

      “Quick! What's his phone number?” Chancy asked.

       “Can't give that out Sir. Officer's home phones are organizational....” 

       “Fuck!” Chancy passed the cop by for the desk Sargent. “Sarge? Can you call John Brubaker? Right now, it's urgent as hell.”

       The Sargent made the call and passed the phone to Chancy....

       “Mister Brubaker? This is Chancy Weaver, I'm Gordon Gray's Brother in Law and Will and Alex Gray's uncle...this is urgent! I need police authority to go to the county municipal jail where they're holding Alex Binx for sentencing and put him under protection like fucken yesterday. I can't give you the whole story right now but he could be a material witness in a serious crime and he's likely to harm himself or get himself killed! Can you get that done like right now?!.......thank you!”

       Chancy ran back down to the room where Gordon and Fred sat...”I just got a hold of John Brubaker and asked him to get Binx put under protection.”Chancy said as he caught his breath. “So no one knows what happened to Chambers?”

       “Well....” Fred replied. “He could have changed even his appearance as well, he was pretty loaded with cash and as they say...cash flow makes appearances go. But if daddy was a wicked pervert and so went to the son? They must have some shoe string attachment still going someplace.”

       Gordon snarled. “Guess we'll find out when we get to sit down with mister sicko mutt. I'd like to have ten minutes alone with him. I'll make him an offer he won't refuse. Or? I'll come out with his dick in my fucken teeth.”

      Chancy walked up to Gordon and leaned on him. “Now...now....you have to be the shining example of etiquette and protocol to your sons? Some one has to prove the Navy isn't full of skirt wearing homosexuals.”

      Gordon snorted back. “Do you want to fucken die Marine?”

      Chancy wiped his claws on his chest...”Bring it swabbie bitch?”

     Fred raised a hand. “Gentlemen? We have another name to look into remember? This “Noggie” person you wrote down on this piece of paper?” 

    Gordon replied. “We can talk about that on our way to County Municipal Jail. I think we need to get to Binx as soon as possible.

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 6 pm

87 Shepherd Street
Home of the Gray family

    Alex sat on his bed hugging his Toothless doll and trying with a frustration on his face to remember anything. The blankness only made it worse....

    “Honey? Are you alright?” His mother called. Grace was checking on him every few minutes...

    “Yes Mom.” Alex replied even though the slow repetitive thumping of his hand against the wall said otherwise. It was then that a tapping came at the window...

    “Yo?” Peter Quinn said as he poked his head through the window.

     “Ugh....damn it Peter!” Alex snapped quietly as he got up. “Don't you take no for an answer? You're not supposed to be here!”

     Peter Quinn, the yellow tiger cub, started to climb into the room. “In case you didn't get the message dude? Tigers are stubborn and we don't take well to instructions?”

     “Gasp!” Alex tried to push Peter out. “Get out of here! You're in danger Peter! Seriously!....Alex paniced.

      “Oh will you cut it out?!” Peter snapped as he slapped Alex's hand. “Like your mother doesn't already know I'm here? My sister's watching over your bro. I'm here to watch over you.”

      Alex sighed....”You can't! I'm not supposed to have any contact with other furs under 18 Peter!”

     Peter Quinn snorted back. “Only if “the law” finds out? Last time I knew...they're not exactly parking themselves on your front lawn. We used to be so close...you, me and my bro were playmates and partners in crime? We're sick of you having to hide yourself like some freak thinking you're all alone and no one else would ever stand up for you. Well guess what? Here we are dude and we're going no where. You don't break up and you don't fuck with the three musketeers. Unless you prefer it as the “Three Muskrat Queers?”

     Alex smirked and shook his head...”You don't understand Peter...I'm not myself, I don't know who or what they did to me but I'm dangerous! I don't want to hurt you!”

     Peter got right in Alex's face...”Go ahead and get froggy flea bag? You hurt me? You seem to forget how many times we got into fights and you got your little wolf ass butt kicked? Which makes me wonder why the heck you kept coming back for more. I think my bro and I can handle a little “Zombie Dog” pretty good.”

     Alex frowned....”If I scream for my Mom? She won't do a thing will she?”

     “Not with my Dad in the living room.” Peter said snickering.

      Alex flopped back on his bed. “Then I suggest you tie my arms and legs so I don't try to rape you in your sleep.”

       Peter snickered. “Dude? Who the hell do you think you are? Penny Gadget?”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 6:17pm

Fred, Gordon and Chancy arrive at the County Municipal Jail

      The flashing lights even before Gordon turned the car told all inside that something was not good. The front of the jail was covered with cruisers, news crews, a pair of SWAT trucks and an EMT truck where two white tails were huddled over someone lying with their shirt ripped open and the two deer working on an obviously grievously wounded fox...

      “What the hell?” Gordon said as he stopped the car and watched Fred get out and walk up to a police officer with his badge. A moment later he came back and poked his head into the car....”Get out guys....shit just hit the fan.”

       Fred walked up to the on-site command truck with Gordon and Chancy in tow to Captain Jethro Brickton, a tan Puma dressed in Police tactical gear....

      “Sir? I'm Fred McGruff, State Police detective and archives keeper. These furs are with me. We were coming to interview Alex Binx.” Fred said.

      “Too late for an interview.” Brickton replied. “About fifteen minutes ago, two of my officers were checking on Binx because he looked to be unconscious and not breathing. The son of a bitch popped up and shanked the shit out of Officer Wilde then took Officer Hopps hostage. They're trying to stabilize Wilde but he's not looking good.”

      Gordon looked over at the poor fox lying between the two working White Tails then back to Brickton...”Sir? We must have Blix alive. He might be trying for suicide by cop and not even know it. He's important to our case...”

     “My officer is dear to me mister.” Brickton snorted back. “If I loose officer wilde? That fucken mutt is as good as meat on a stick. I will not allow that sick fuck to kill another officer. Is that clear?”

     Inside, Binx had found a room to hold up in. He had Judy Hopps by her neck, her legs and arms cuffed and the barrel of her own gun shoved into one of her long rabbit ears....

    “Ugh! You got no where to go Binx...” Judy struggled to say.

     “Shut up you cotton tailed cunt.” Binx snarled.

     “If Nick dies they are going to rip you apart?” Judy snapped.

      “I'll rip you apart slut.” Binx snarled and spat.

     “They'll blow your body into chuck wagon.” Judy said with a snarl.

     Binx dropped the rabbit and pistol whipped her face, kicked her in the stomach and threw her into a wall! He jerked her head back violently and shoved the barrel of her gun into her mouth....

     “If I have no where left to go? Then maybe I should spend my last moments enjoying your cute cotton tail ass? Huh?” Binx said evilly. “Was the fox your boyfriend huh? He screamed like a little cowardly bitch! Bet he bled out saying sweet nothings about you huh?”

    Suddenly, the speaker inside the room blurted out....”Alex Binx? This is Captain Brickton. Pick up the phone. Talk to us? You don't have to do this Binx? There's always a way out.”

    Binx dragged Judy with him to the phone and snatched the reciever...”Yeah? What line of bull shit are you gonna throw cop? I got your fucken prize here man, I swear if you try anything funny? I'll fucken blow her brains all over this room and throw her body out the fucken window.”

   “Alex?” Gordon answered. “This is Gordon Gray...You know who I am.”

   “Yeah....I do.” Binx snickered back. “I know you had two sweet pieces of ass I enjoyed fucking. Specially your little Alex? That cub has a sweet ass hole. How is my little fuck toy?”

    Gordon resisted the urge to scream back....”Binx? We know about your father. We know he was one messed up bastard who probably did things to you as a cub. You know where he is, you know there's a bargain for you to get out of this shit. You turn your old man in and go state's evidence; you could still have somewhat of a life. How about it? Let's talk Alex?”

       “How about a counter proposal old man? How about you bring your two boys here? Dress Alex up with panties and a bow and I'll give you a pay perview orgie? Fuck you and fuck your offer man! Now I want a chopper with a pilot, I want 300,000 in cold cash in the next 30 minutes or I swear I will fucken rape this little cotton tail bitch open like a tin can and blow her fucken brains out! How's that deal mother fucker?!”

“Click!”

      Gordon held the receiver and pursed his lips....

      “Certainly not a situation covered by Meer-Trumps “Art of the Squeel” huh Gordon? I see the steam coming off your head.” Chancy said frowning.

      “I'll give him five minutes and then I talk to him again.” Gordon replied. “Where is he anyway?” Gordon asked as he turned to Brickton...

     “In a store room on the second floor. Nice strategic place with corners and angles and a narrow entry way. Perfect defense position against a rush or a sniper.” Brickton replied. As he talked, an officer gave him a piece of paper...the Puma visibly slackened and grimaced....

     “Officer Wilde has died...he asked.....he asked me to tell Judy how sorry he was.” Brickton slammed a fist into the command truck. “I hope none of you expect that cock sucker to walk out of here alive?”

     Chancy gritted his teeth. “We need him alive Captain. Maybe ask him for a hostage switch?”

     “Oh no....” Gordon snorted. “This is no time to play crazy hero you. Binx won't fall for that shit and you know it. He's got nothing left to lose and he sure won't accept a wolf as a hostage.”

    Chancy stared at the jail....”Hey? Captain? You have blueprints or schematics of this building?”

    “We've already considered the option Mister.” Brickton replied. “There's no other way into that room we could use.”

     Chancy replied. “It doesn't hurt for me to look at it Captain, trust me.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 6:34 pm
Ocean Pass

73 Russell Street
Apartment 210

     Will had sort of resisted the invite for a bubble bath, he was still lightly complaining over it as Cathy snatched his foot and pulled his left leg upwards causing him to slip onto his back in the tub and watch as she slowly ran a puff over his fur...

     “I'm sure Angie would be growling over this method of treatment...” Will snorted lightly...”Cath? Don't get too playful ok?”

    The tigress snorted back. “Time you stop being a scared introvert.” Cathy replied. “You need this kind of exposure to real girls after all the dumb porn and closet sex you've been doing. Is that why you stopped coming over my house? That or...because I'm a fucken pussy?”

   Will sighed in reply...”Actually? You being a cat and me being studious and not outgoing. I thought track and field would help bring me out but I became focused on track! I have.....Aquired Imune to Pussy Syndrome....APES.”

    Cathy snickered....”It's A...I....P....S...dorkus. Oh my gawd...I haven't used “dorkus” in years! Remember that fight over my baseball jacket?”

    “I remember we trashed your living room when we went all feral on each other and four leg tore everything apart.” Will chuckled. “Now that was the worst spanking I ever got!”

    Cathy giggled....”The tree lot fire? We tried to make a camp fire after going to YFA day camp and we torched the whole woods?”

    Will laughed. “We were sitting in black sooty water in the tub together and we said we didn't do anything....boy we were sure clueless.”

    Will then grabbed Cathy's arm when she tried to wipe under his tail....”No touching my stuff.” Will said as he took the puff. “I can wash myself?”

     Cathy smiled and pulled back. “I'll respect you when you want to take control, I understand.”

     Will reached out and took Cathy's hand....”Seriously? I always loved you Cath...even when you called me a flea bitten dirty ass licking mutt.”

     “That was because you deserved it.” Cathy snorted. “Trying to impress that snooty cocker bitch Shelly.”

     “I was trying not to get into the middle of that cat fight!” Will huffed. “Maybe that's why I swore off girls from 8th grade to graduation? I didn't want to get pulled between two snarling females in heat? Fuck, that whole escapade was silly.”

      Cathy snickered....”Taffy twister. I should have been more attentive to your feelings.” The tigress said as she took the puff back and gestured.....”Stand up.”

      Will stood up and watched as Cathy got undressed. “You're coming in, in your panties?” He asked.

     “Guess again?” Cathy snickered as she dropped her panties on the floor.

     “Ummmm.....I dunno about this Cathy.” Will said....”I mean....you know?”

     “What?” Cathy replied as she stood behind Will and rubbed his back. “I'm over 18, what's the hang up?”

     Will quivered....”Well.....you know......certain stigma? “Oh....you're with him? You hang with him?”

    Cathy turned Will's head. “Do I care?”

    “Well....?” Will replied.

    Cathy snorted. “William? Do I.....fucken.....care?”

    Will replied....”Mmmm.....no?”

     “Good boy.” Cathy said smiling. “You get a doggie cookie.”

Friday afternoon
June 18, 2018 6:34pm

Fred, Gordon and Chancy at the County Municipal Jail

    Chancy ran a finger over a building schematic and traced out the vent ducting running over the second floor while Gordon waited to see if Alex Binx would pick up the reciever again....

    “Click”

    “Alex? It's Gordon again.” Gordon said into the receiver.

    “Is your little slut here yet?” Binx replied. “I sooooo miss shoving my thick dog cock into your cub's pussy hole Gordon...that tight smooth feeling of his ass forming around my dick...”

    “I'm calling to see if you had a change of heart over what I offered.” Gordon said as he clenched his fist. He so wanted to kill the bastard. “Why are you protecting the scumbag who turned your life into hell Alex? Can you tell me half the shit that was done to you? Can you remember anything you did at night when you slept?”

    Binx replied. “Fuck you Gordon. Say? You want to hear the sound of a bunny screeching when she's being raped by a dog cock?”

   Gordon leaned against the command truck. “Don't do it Alex......don't do it....we can make a deal here Alex? We can make your father pay for all the shit you went through.... just let's talk about it ok?”

   Suddenly there was a horrific scream in the receiver and the phone went....”Click”

   Everyone froze, then Captain Bricken clicked his shoulder radio....”Ready on my command! We're going to cut that mother fucker in half!”

   Gordon heard the phone “click”

    “WAIT!” He snapped....”Wait!” Gordon begged as he closed his eyes....”Alex? Please, please tell me you didn't hurt her....please I'm begging you....”

    Alex replied. “The bitch still has her panties on man....just wanted you all to know that I'm the mother fucker with the say here.”

     Gordon sighed....”Alex? Put Her on with me so I know she's not harmed. Let her talk to me?”

     Alex pushed the phone in Judy's face....”Talk you fucken cotton tail bitch.”

     “Mmmm......mmmm.....hello?” Judy sobbed.

     “Officer Hopps, my name is Gordon Gray....are you alright?” Gordon asked as he saw others standing around with agony on their faces...

     “Where's Nick? Officer Wilde? Where is he?” Judy asked.

     “There....you talked to her ok? Her life from here on out is your deal and the cops. They fuck with me? She dies. They play games with me? I'll fucken rip her cunt apart and she bleeds to death so...don't fuck with me!” Binx snarled.

      There was silence, then Binx returned. “Give me a bit to think on that deal Gordon. But let's make it sweeter? You bring your little cub here and have him talk dirty to me and maybe we have a deal.”

“Click”

     Gordon shook his head as Brickton rubbed his shoulder...”How in the hell are you doing this? How can you stand that shit?”

     Gordon passed Brickton the receiver. “Trust me....it's not fucken easy.”

     Chancy suddenly waved everyone over to the table where he was looking at the schematics....”Gordie? I need your smart phone.”

     Chancy dialed a number and a little voice answered.....

    “Helwoe?” The little female voice answered.

    “Awwwww...” Gordy replied. “Is this Tanya?”

    “Yes....who's this?” The sweet voice replied.

    “She is such a sweet little thing. Guys, this little girl will melt your heart.” Chancy said. “Honey? Is your daddy at home?”

    “Uh huh.” She replied. “He's white here.”

    “Tell him its' Chancy darling, he knows me.” Chancy said.

    “Oh my gawd! Bro! When did you get back?!” A voice answered.

    “Hey Rich.” Chancy replied. “Been here a few days now. Look old buddy? I'm at the County Municipal Jail in Grendelton north of Ocean Pass? We need your “steel snake” if you get the meaning?”

    Rich replied. “It's gonna take me two hours to get to Grendelton. I already saw the news on FNN (Furry-us News Network) there's just one ass hole right?”

    “Single dingo” Chancy replied.

     “I'll be on the road in five.” Rich replied. “Hope you can stall the prick that long?”

      Chancy turned to Gordon who turned to Brickton...”Can I lie my ass off?”

     “You can shit a billion dollars and I can make it look good.” Brickton replied.

      Chancy nodded. “Hurry up Bro. We're counting on you. In fact....” Chancy waved to Brickton...”I'll give you his plates so you can let him speed.....reasonable insane speed.” Chancy turned back to Rich...”You got a clear shot, speed like a mother fucker Bro.”

      Chancy passed the phone back to Gordon. “Now you just entertain mister dick head and hope Rich doesn't have a flat getting here.”

End of Chapter 5