Furvus made his way around the inside of the crumbling building.  He was in his police uniform and he was searching for a pup who was trapped someplace inside.  The building could collapse at any moment, but Furvus was determined to find him.  His ears perked up as he heard some whimpering coming from near him.  "Hello…where are you?  I'm here to help."  The whimpering grew a bit closer to him.  "H…help…down here!"  Furvus kneeled down some and saw a young pup under a big metal beam.  The beam was leaning some onto some slabs of concrete that could give at any moment and crush the little pup.  Furvus knew that he had to act fast.  "Okay…calm down and I'll get you out soon okay?"  The pup looked on in fear.  Furvus took notice of the shirt that the pup was wearing.  "Hey…I like your shirt…it shows me off very well."  On the shirt was an image of the comic book superhero Power Wolf who did kind of resemble Furvus right down to the big muscles.  The pup looked a bit wide-eyed at this.  "Y…you are Power Wolf…but, you're not in your costume."  Furvus smiled at the pup.  "Oh…well, I'm in my alter ego's uniform."  Furvus flexed his right bicep to a nice size and the pup's eyes widened even more.  "It is you!"  Furvus placed a finger to his muzzle.  "Shhhh, it will be out little secret okay?"  The pup nodded in approval to this.  Furvus was doing his best to take the pup's mind off of the situation and grabbed hold of the big beam.  "What's your name?"  The pup smiled a bit.  "Scott…my name's Scott."  Furvus nodded.  "Okay Scott…when I lift this beam up some…you crawl out to me as quickly as you can okay?"  The pup looked on with some confusion.  "But…that's gotta weigh a ton."  Furvus grinned some and rippled his arm muscles some.  "Power Wolf remember?  Just hold tight."  
The pup watched on as Furvus' shredded arms erupted with amazing definition as he began to press the beam upwards a bit.  He growled deep and powerful and all of his hulking muscles were now in full-view underneath his police uniform.   The metal beam shifted some and is lifted up a bit allowing for the pup to crawl out.  The pup's eyes are very wide with the amazing feat of strength that Furvus was pulling off.  The big wolf's biceps looked bigger than basketballs to the pup as he got closer to the hulking wolf.  Furvus made sure that the pup was out of harm's way before he lowered the beam back down.  The pup looked at him and smiled wide.  "Wow…you are Power Wolf!"  Furvus held the pup up into his arms.  "I got you now Scott…you are safe…now, let's get you to your mom…she's very worried about you and sent me in here to find you."  The pup smiled at him and then noticed Furvus' name on the upper right front of his police uniform.  "Thanks for saving me…Officer Furvus?"  Furvus smiled and winked it the pup.  "Um…it's my alter ego's name."  The pup nodded at this.  "Oh…okay."  
Furvus nodded and walked out of the crumbling building carrying the pup in his arms.  As he got outside, he noticed the pup's mother and she noticed them and ran over towards them.  "Oh thank God…thank you officer."  Furvus smiled and handed the pup over to her.  "It's no problem ma'am…take care Scott."  The pup nodded.  "I will and thanks again Pow…um…officer Furvus."  Furvus winked at him and rippled his arms some.  "Anytime."   Furvus then took his leave.
A bit later, Furvus was in the police department sitting at his desk working on some paperwprk.  A sharp-dressed male cat walked up to him.  "Hey there officer meathead."  Furvus growled a bit at the cat.  "What do you want Jake?"  The cat smiled.  "I just want to know how much property you damaged today?  I swear I don't know why you are able to stay on the force causing the damage that you do."  Furvus growled some more at this.  "I'm a good cop Jake…and don't you forget it!"  The cat shook his head.  "I don't know about that meathead…those biceps of yours keep putting bad furs in the hospital before they get here…do you know how much this department has to pay in hospital bills?"  Furvus growled a bit deeper with this.  "Perhaps they'll soon pay for another one…Jake."  Jake frowned at Furvus.  "Are you threatening me?  I'm a detective and am above your pay grade…besides, take away those big muscles and strength of yours and what do you have?"  Furvus narrowed his eyes.  "About the same as you."  Jake shook his head and stormed off.  A bit later Jake was at his desk on the phone.  "Yea…I'll handle my end of it…you just make sure that you handle yours!"  He slammed the phone back onto its receiver.
A bit later on in DJ's bike shop, DJ was working on repairing a bike for a customer.  As both Furvus and Michelle also worked during the day, DJ offered to watch over Paul Henry during the days at his bike shop while he worked.  All of a sudden, the front door to the shop flung open and the detective cat from the police station stormed in.  "DJ Darkfox!?"  DJ looked up from behind his workspace.  "Yes?"  The detective walked closer.  "You are under arrest."  DJ looked wide-eyed at this.  "What?  On what charge?"  Before DJ knew it, he was hit in the throat by a powerful tranquilizer fired from the detective and was out cold.  Three other furs ran into the shop.  Two of them grabbed DJ and the other one grabbed a crying Paul Henry.  The detective smiled slyly.  "What charge?  Oh, I don't know…but, I know that I'm being paid very well for this."  The detective looked at the three other furs.  "You two load the big fox into the back of my car and then get that pup to the warehouse."  The three furs nodded and they all left the bike shop.
Later that night, the detective was chuckling looking on at DJ, who was locked into a holding cell in the basement of the police station.  Furvus was also there and was being held by a very big male bear officer.  The bear officer leaned his muzzle into one of Furvus' ears and whispered, "I'm sorry about this Furvus…but, he threatened my family if I did not do what he said."  Furvus nodded.  The detective looked with great hate in his eyes at Furvus.  "You think that you are tough stuff huh meathead?  So, you got into a bit of a roid rage…DJ was paying you a visit and you shot him…I came in and tranquilized you and then was able to lock you up with bruno's help there."  Furvus growled at the detective.  "I don't take steroids!"  The detective laughed a bit at this.  "That's not what they will find in your locker…it's too bad meathead…another victim of the drug world."  Furvus was now shaking with anger.  "Why?  Why harm DJ and my pup when it's me that you want?"  The detective shrugged.  "That was not my call about your pup or DJ…I'm just doing what I was told…well, that and the money for this is very good.  Now, how about I try out your gun."  
The detective fired a shot towards DJ, who yelped as the bullet flew inches past him and hit the wall behind him.  Furvus was enraged by this and struggled against Bruno's hold, growling deep and dangerously.  Bruno did not like this either.  The detective laughed at this.  "Don't worry big fox, that was just for fun…the next one though."  The detective pointed the gun again at DJ.  Bruno had trouble holding onto Furvus and again leaned into Furvus' ear.  "Tear his head off Furvus!"  Bruno let go and Furvus leapt at the detective.  The detective took a shot, but it was just as Furvus tackled him and the bullet hit the ceiling.  Furvus and the detective hit the floor and Furvus wrestled the gun away from the detective.  Furvus then grabbed the detective and stood up, holding him high off the ground by the front of his shirt with his right paw.  As this was taking place, Bruno opened the cell door and let DJ out.  Furvus narrowed his eyes as his right bicep became most visible from under his police uniform's sleeve…if it was not for that super stretchy material…it would have torn right off against it as the bicep was just shredded to its full 27 inches in size.  "Where is my son…tell me!"  The detective shook with fear and Furvus growled louder.  "Perhaps I should put this another way….tell me NOW!"  The detective shook some more.  "A warehouse on the docks…pier 9…I swear that's all that they told me….I was only supposed to set you up and get you locked up and out of the way."  Furvus pulled a fist back and readied to slam it into the detective's face, but DJ ran up to him and held his arm back.  "Big wolf bro…don't do this…let's just get your son okay?  He needs you now."  Furvus nodded and flung the detective at Bruno, who caught him and tossed him into the cell and locked the door.  
Furvus pounded his right fist into his left paw.  "I'm going to get my son…and tear some furs apart!"  DJ stopped him.  "Not without me you're not."  Furvus looked at DJ.  "I can't ask this of you bro…it's too dangerous."  DJ smiled and nodded.  "Yea...you're right…you don't have to ask…I'm telling you.  I'll also call Chet and Seth for some extra muscle to help out.  Now, let's do this big wolf bro."  DJ walked up to the cell door.  "You'd better pray that Paul Henry's okay."  DJ growled and rippled his massive arms and chest as he said this, then Furvus walked up to the door.  "I can't stand dirty cops.  If one hair is harmed on my pup…I'll choke you with these bars!"  Furvus slammed his fists against the bars and Bruno patted him on the shoulder.  "Good luck Furvus…and don't worry…I got it all on tape…he'll be put away for a long time." Bruno pulled out a small tape recorder from one of his pants pockets.  Furvus smiled at him and Bruno nodded.  "What can I say Furvus…you taught me well."  Furvus nodded and he and DJ headed up the steps and out of the police department.  Bruno leaned up against the cell door as the detective slumped onto the small bed inside of it.  "Unlike you…I'm not a dirty cop and it seems like you just messed with the wrong wolf…better get used to that cell."
About twenty minutes later, Seth and Chet met up with Furvus and DJ outside of the warehouse on pier 9.  Chet and Seth could see just how mad Furvus was…he still had his police uniform on, but he was completely shredded and his massive chest heaved in and out with the deep breathes that he took in anger…his fists were clenched and his eyes were narrowed and he was looking at a door off to the side of the warehouse.  Seth went over to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.  Furvus growled and stormed over to it and just ripped it off its hinges and flung it aside.  Seth's eyes went wide at this.  Chet walked up to Furvus some.  "Ah…okay, so what's the…"  Before Chet could finish, Furvus stormed inside of the warehouse.  "….plan?  Um…we should follow him I guess."  Seth looked at the door on the ground.  "Damn…don't piss off that big wolf."  The others nodded in approval and made their way inside.  
Once inside, they were surrounded by rows of wooden crates of various sizes and could see a few furs in gang attire walking around from behind the crates.  Furvus motioned for Chet to head over towards the right and for Seth to go towards the left and then pointed for DJ to go towards one of the middle rows and Furvus took the other middle row.  At first nothing really took place, but it was not long before the action heated up.  Furvus turned a corner and four gang furs playing cards on a table noticed him and stood up.  They each grabbed some wooden planks and one even took an iron crowbar and headed towards Furvus.  Furvus pined his ears back and growled dangerously at them.  "Where's my pup?"  Neither of them answered him and kept getting closer…surrounding him some.  Furvus nodded and narrowed his eyes.  "Four against one huh?  You should have brought more!"
Chet's ears perked up to the sound of an engine starting and turned just in time to get out of the way of a forklift being driven by a gang fur.  The shirt that he wore tore some a bit at this.  "Oh…this was one of my better shirts."  Chet simply tore off the rest of it from his massive upper-torso and stood defiantly at the on-coming fork lift.  "Now you've gone and made me mad!"
Two gang furs jumped down from some crates at Seth…who got into a fighting stance.  "So, you two want to play?  Okay…let's play!"  Seth stood in a black tank top and black and red shorts.  His ripped physique fully flexed out and his eyes narrowed with a bit of a snarl to his muzzle.  One gang fur rushed him and Seth expertly flipped him onto his back with a THUD on the ground in one swift move and then motioned for the other gang fur to come at him.
DJ braced himself as a gang fur swung a wooden plank at him.  DJ dodged this and then connected with a powerful left hook that sent the gang fur into some crates.  DJ grabbed him by his shirtfront and got into the gang fur's muzzle…his huge biceps flexing to the max in full view with the black Vulpo Gear tank top that he wore…as he held him.  "Where's the pup!"  Unknown to DJ another gang fur got behind him and smashed a wooden plank against DJ's hulking back.  The plank broke on impact and DJ fell and rolled to his feet on the ground and looked at the gang fur with pure anger and barred his vulpine teeth at him as he growled at the gang fur…who was more than a tad nervous now.
Chet grabbed the front of the forklift stopping it cold and shoved it back some…his massive arms and chest flexing out to the max with unbelievable power…his legs were shredded mounds of muscle that erupted with amazing definition with each step that he took.  He looked at the petrified gang fur in the forklift.  "Um…I'd jump out if I were you."  The gang fur did just this as Chet hoisted the forklift off of the ground by its front and flung it into a wall…smashing it good and creating a small hole in the wall in the process.  Chet dusted off his hands and looked at the gang fur.  "You wish to be next?"  The gang fur ran away like his tail was on fire and Chet grinned at this.
Seth gave a nice side kick to the gang fur's chest, knocking him on his tail.  The other gang fur got up and made a move at Seth with a knife.  Seth expertly dodged it, grabbed the fur by the arm holding the knife and bent it back breaking the gang fur's arm clean in one motion.  The gang fur howled in pain and dropped the knife.  Seth looked on at the two downed gang furs and shook his head.  
Furvus grabbed one of the gang furs who charged at him and slammed him into another, knocking them both out.  A third gang fur swung a wooden plank at him to witch Furvus grabbed with both paws and ripped it out of the gang fur's own paws…looked at it with annoyance and snapped it in two against his powerful chest and dropped the two halves to the ground.  He then connected with a powerful right cross knocking a few teeth out of the gang fur's mouth and knocking the gang fur out in the process.  Furvus then looked at the gang fur with the crowbar.  "You're next."
DJ had to duck as the wooden crates above him splintered as a gang fur came flying though them and landing on the ground out for the count.  Furvus walked through them soon after carrying a bent crowbar and he dropped it next to the downed gang fur.  "You forgot this on your flight."  Furvus noticed another knocked out gang fur on the ground and saw DJ and gave a soft whistle.  "So this is what you did back in your high school days huh?"  DJ narrowed his eyes at Furvus.  "Don't…remind me."  The gang fur behind DJ tried to make a move, but DJ spun around and connected with a nice roundhouse kick to the gang fur's muzzle, knocking him against some crates.  Furvus was impressed with this.  "Whoa…nice one powerfox bro."  DJ grinned at him.  "Seth taught me that one."  DJ grabbed the gang fur by the throat and Furvus walked up and got into the gang fur's muzzle.  "My bro here can break solid bone with his grip…now unless you'd want me to ask him to make a wish with you…you better let me know where my pup is."  The two muscle furs growled at the gang fur who whimpered in return taking notice at their shredded muscles.  "The…van…he's in th..there."
Furvus' ears perked up as he heard an engine rev up and saw a parked van off to the side.  He took off and rushed towards it as DJ dropped the gang fur from his grip and followed.  Chet and Seth also rushed the van.  The gang fur in the van pressed onto the gas and tried to leave, but could not…the van would not move and the gang fur could not understand why, though he did look out the side view mirror and notice that the rear of the van was lifting off the ground.  The rear wheels spun as Furvus held onto the rear bumper of the van…holding it up in the air some.  His shredded and vascular arms bulged out with incredible power and his chest heaved in and out as he took deep breathes…a look of pure rage on his muzzle.  Chet tore the driver's side door off of the van and tossed the driver out on his tail and then turned off the ignition.  Furvus placed the rear of the van back on the ground and grabbed the rear doors of the van.  He heard his pup crying from inside and he ripped the rear doors right off and flung them aside, climbed in and came back out holding onto Paul Henry tightly and lovingly, tears flowing down his muzzle.  The three other muscle furs surrounded the two and each took turns patting Furvus on the back and running their muzzles along Paul Henry's…not a dry eye among them.  Paul Henry did not know what was going on, but stopped crying and smiled some seeing his father and the three other furs…recognizing DJ and Chet right away and smiling also at Seth.  DJ hugged Furvus.  "I told you that we'd be here for you big wolf bro."  Furvus returned the hug.  "Thank you powerfox bro…thank all of you…you helped me save my son…and I'll never forget this."  Police cars surrounded the warehouse and Michelle got out of one of them and rushed over to her husband, who carried their pup lovingly in his arms.  Tears of joy filled her eyes as she kissed Paul Henry and Furvus and then held onto Paul Henry and then Furvus wrapped his arms around her as the officers rushed into the warehouse to make their arrests.   
Later that evening Jaqard snickered on the phone.  "It all worked to perfection…but, I do wonder…why did you wish for the pup to be taken to the warehouse and not with me…we'd be at sea right now and many miles away."  A muffled voice on the other side of the phone laughed some.  "Because then we would not have been able to inject the pup with the serum.  He was not supposed to get away.  You see, he has his father's genes…as he grows this, along with the serum within him, will make him much bigger and powerful than his father.  Once he is a teenager…he will start to learn of his strength and will be feared.  He will be the biggest teen wolf there is.  You will gain his trust and then corrupt him in your ways.  We will have a big wolf of our own to take revenge on his father…his own son."  Jaqard grinned very wide at this and the two laughed evilly over the phone.