On a beautiful afternoon. Aiden and Damien are walking in a park, taking in the view of everything around them. Aiden stared at his brother who looked unimpressed with what he seen. Their living conditions weren’t the best. Wood rot, no heat and ceiling issues… but the young cabbit knew it was a step up from what they had outside Olivia and he’d take what he can get.

He has had concerns of his older brother for some time and how he was handling this new life. So far issues with noise disturbances of music or his female friend brought over which…hasn’t made sleep easier for the young cabbit. But the most concerning was discovering bloodied bandages shoved in the trash, dirt and blood on his clothes every night.

"Is he fighting someone? Is it his blood?" Aiden thought and wondered if that was the reason he came home past midnight most days. Could he convince him to speak his actions whatever they may be? He sighed and worried further. It's been some time since he had seen Damian in their old home, though he was around spending most days with their father he was never really around and barely spoke. One day he disappeared without a word or trace,the father moved on acting as if he never existed.

Looking at the scars on his paws, remembering he appeared out of nowhere the day he received those scars. Injured, swinging his fist laying anthros on the floor bloody and unconscious. If it wasn't for him he wouldn't be alive today. To know he still had cared about him made the cabbit felt truly loved, even with his questionable decisions some days…He felt better knowing he was alright and could see him again.

"Damian...Damian hey you hear me?" The young cabbit called his older brother's name seeing he was lost in thought."...My fault nibbles, lot of shit on my mind right now, I'm listening."Damian continued to watch his surroundings, taking time to listen."I have a meeting later this afternoon and I would appreciate it if you'd come... "Damian could only think sitting in an office talking about nothing concerning him would kill him with boredom. But since Aiden asked, he might just tolerate it."Sure I guess...What's it about? “He asked. “Some guy wrote me a letter some time ago saying he helped our mother, and wanted to see me personally." Soon as he heard who was it about he wanted to change his answer. Aiden could see this was probably a bad idea to invite him seeing how he never could get along with his mother and the will didn't make anything better he could only think.

"Yeah...Aight I was fired yesterday anyway, I got nuttin to do..."Aiden was relived he's staying to his word, but sighed after what he said. “This has been the third time you couldn't hold a job. Why did you get fired? "With work, finances and school trying to keep up, Aiden couldn't help but ask holding in frustration. The older cabbit snorted, irritated just thinking about last job he answered.

"Fucking human I worked wit, assumed I sit in ally’s all day. Like I'm some fucking trash cat...So I fucked em up, and got laid off..."Aiden rubbed his temple and could only imagine how fired up he was. "You couldn't tell your boss to resolve this or something?" The older cabbit made fun of the thought in his head.” Man fuck that, wanna talk shit? You betta be ready for your face to hug concreate. "The stubborn cabbit spoke.

"Dont say nuttin they keep bugging, that's how it goes." Aiden listened to his brother and didn't know how respond. His jaw closed afraid of what he'd say back at him if he were against it. This isn't our old home...we...have to make this place work." He thought. Only to nod at Damian’s anger agreeing unhappily.

"AIDS!" A voice called out that Aiden was familiar with. A nicely dressed young male with a red Mohawk approached Aiden, wrapping his arm around the young cabbit. Aiden became unhappy but greeted the young man. "Hello...Mr. Willow..."Aiden's eye’s changed direction. “Fancy meeting you here aids! “The male spoke gently and carefully." Spoke with your flea ridden dog friend what's his face uhh...Notan?"

Slightly bothered making fun of his friend, Aiden corrected the male in a mild manner. "It's Nolan..." Mr.Willow laughed loudly next to Aiden patting his back agressively.Damian was irked at the moment he seen his brother in front of this human, treating him with no respect. With his name being made a joke of, it made the older cabbit ready to jump him any moment."ANYWHO! I'm going to need you both to pick up the pace on our school report. Losing my patience here Aids, I need it in! Got a lady who needs much attention... “With what Damian just heard, it didn't take long to lose his cool.

Damian laughed denying what he just heard, if it was a dream or some joke."Is his bitch ass serious? Get the fuck off my brother."Mr. Willow looked back to see the older Cabbit behind him who looked just like Aiden. Releasing the young cabbit, he smiled approaching Damian extending his hand.

"Oh! Didn't see you there. You must be aids uh cousin? Brother? Uncle?" Damian was getting pissed at the sight of Mr.Willow as he continued to insult his little brother. He gripped the males suit, his muzzle wrinkled, and eye’s stared into the human.

"Damain stop!" Aiden shouted to his older brother before the situation worsened further. "You little privilege pussy ass human.I should break your jaw right here." He growled. Willow looked amused seeing citizen’s watch carefully." You know...I probably wouldn't do what you're thinking.uhm damon was it?"Willow grabbed Damian's wrist, surprised he could feel how intense his grip became restricting movement. The cabbit grinned of curiosity."Oh? Please try me-"

Aiden got involved laughing wildly patting Damien's back, leaving questioned looks upon their faces. Has he gone mad? "Let's not keep John Horse waiting!" Damian looked to his brother viewing his shaky smile, his paw released the male. Puzzled, Willow also released his grip." Mr. Willow It's done, and will be sent to you shortly..."

Fixing his wrinkled suit, pulling his hair back, he tapped Aiden's shoulder." Excellent. Send it directly to my helper and I'll look it over...Don't know what that was about, but let's keep our outlandish behavior away from me." Willow went ahead passing the two giving Damian a stare. "It's been a pleasure. We should do this more often." Damian returned a smile to the dressed male.

"Yeah...it'll be fun..."Damian responded as the two cabbits went the opposite direction. Aiden's eyes quickly viewed who watched and his whole body shook from seeing officers among them. Waiting, watching someone...But who? Damian was angry and wanted his fist to connect with that man’s face, but what Aiden said took his mind off of him for a bit. "Nibbles... How'd you know about John Horse?"

Aiden explained at a young age when Damain was irritated with him, he would always sneak at what Damian would watch. Even when some of the contents were. "Adults only." There was this movie he would always see with his friend over and over again. "The Avengers. “

An old film about a stylish British anthro agent named John Horse, who always knew his way out of pinch.It was the older cabbits favorite movie. Even though Aiden found it terrible to watch, he became aware of whenever he and a friend were in danger he would use the agent's name to avoid serious trouble.Damian laughed to think he would remember something so long ago. “Aww NIBS I’m sure I would've let ya join us!"

The young cabbit laughed nervously not having the heart to tell him Damian most days couldn't stand him. Conversation soon turned serious understanding there’s a reason he spoke of Horse. “So was it that guy?" Aiden nodded. "His name Gage Willows...His family is one of the richest in Oliva with a serious reputation. Also He's my classmate... And boss." Damian made it clear he didn't care of status, if you disrespect him or family you're going to get what’s coming to you.

"Psh! fuck who he is, I’m not letting anyone talk shit about you cuz they got more money. “Putting his time to defend him made Aiden flattered, but worried that it would lead to something worse if he doesn't control his anger. Reaching in his pocket the young cabbit gave him a couple of ten dollar bills. "You ain't gotta do that nibbles." The older cabbit protested." please just take it...please? I have to be at work soon but there's something else I have to do, so do me favor...Find a job?"

Aiden rushed off across the park, Damian viewed his brother as their distance furthered. He began walking at a nearby bus station scratching his head wondering where to begin searching. All the areas close toward him either didn't hire anthros and the ones that did he blew away by his way of behaving. Only option left was to expand further and hope gets lucky.

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Time passed as Damain plopped on a bed unsatisfied drinking a bottle of alcohol, thinking of the Hours from one bus to another searching Stores, restaurants and hotels. All giving the same answer. “No positions are open at this time…”It made Damian think they didn't want him in the first place because he’s an animal. “These humans…Can be so irritating.” No other place in mind, he clicked his tongue and groan.

A Tattooed tailless female cat lied next to him scribbling something as she listened to him go on about his day so far.”I was ready to take off on his ass, then nibbles stopped me…Warning me about who he was. Like I gave a shit…” The cabbit passed the bottle to the feline. “I would have probably ripped his throat out…But sounds like Aiden just wants you out of trouble. This wouldn’t be the first time he made sure that you didn’t screw up. So sounds like you need to suck it up. “She took a swig returning the bottle agreeing to that, but having someone talk to you anyway was unacceptable. “Psh…I guess…Should say fuck it though.”

She jumped on top of the cabbit poking his nose. “Just remember dumbass, you got a cabbit that needs you. You’re not just looking out for yourself. “Leaning in she pressed her muzzle against his, softly embracing a kiss. Damian was relaxed around this feline the day he met her in Oliva. Telling his Problems to her, and understood were they’re coming from on most things. Damian slowly lifted her shirt ready to engage into something more inviting. Her paws ceased his movements.”Nope. You got a meeting to get at, and I have to work in 30.”The cabbit watched her change in front of him.

“You’re such a tease Ciel.” The cabbit spoke bothered. She laughed.

“You haven’t seen tease, now c’mon don’t be late.”

Damain made his way out a two story window standing on a thick tree branch. Setting off to the meeting. “Not this again. If my landlord see you…” Ciel protested.

“For a pussy. You sure are a pussy.” The feline gave a sarcastic laughter to his comment. “That’s funny, move over asshole I’m beating you down there.” She jumped next to him as they raced their way down.

The two smiled as they both landed on the ground at the same time. Running and arguing like children who touched the ground first.” Man you’re a sore loser!”Ciel spoke. “Shut up, I made it first!” He yelled smacking her rear as their separate ways. “Your ass is mine when I get off work.” Damian grinned setting off to Aiden.”We’ll see about that…”

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The cabbits sat in a small office waiting on a nicely dressed brown moose viewing papers to speak with them. Aiden sat patiently in his chair, perfectly placed ready for the moose. His older brother, smelled like a brewery leaned in his chair looking bored and impatient one leg folded, his foot swung back and forth eagerly wanting to walk out the door. “Aye, think we could hurry this up?" The young cabbit eye's were on his brother thinking of how he could have said that better.

The moose’s eyes went off the paper adjusting the lenses on his face, he interlocked his hooved fingers giving them their undivided attention. “I wasn’t expecting you, but very well Mr.Trap let's begin." The moose spoke. "My name is Rourke Iba. I've known your mother for a long time...We were childhood friends and when she... Doris was a good woman and a strong cat."

The cabbits were silent briefly as he spoke of good times they had. Fights, parties, things Aiden would of never thought his mother would do around his age. Seeing how strict she was It made Aiden smile, she wasn't any different from Damian just A young cat just having something to prove.
Just then Rourke became aware of Aiden's scarred hands and couldn't help but speak of it. "Are those scars? “The cabbit paused at his question. "Oh um...A bad fall… when I was a cub..." The moose could see he made him uncomfortable, placing his paws in his pocket.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean-"Damian interjected the moose."

Can we just...Get this done?" Rourke nodded his head and continued. "I didn't mean to pry...And of course...As I stated, I knew your mother and wanted to meet you personally. But also, I'm one of many put in charge of evaluating anthros in your region to see how they are fitting to these new conditions as well. And to see if there's any problems we can fix. So I wanted to ask each of you couple of small questions if that's alright?" Aiden nodded, Damian shrugged.

"Aiden. I read you enrolled in a school. Not many anthros are doing so at the moment. May I ask what are you looking to do?

"I want to be an artist. I've drawn ever since I could hold a pencil and never stopped...and mom wanted me to find a goal before she passed."

“When one thinks about where you lived, that’s very motivating. I wish you luck on your future. "

"You two been here for more than six months correct?"

"Yes." Aiden responded.

"Any arguments that lead to therats or violence since you been here I should know about?"

"N-no sir..." Aiden convey Damian followed up.

"Nah..."

Rourke finished his questions and thanked them for their time. The cabbits stood ready to exit, Rourke stopped the older cabbit."Oh Damian, may I speak with you alone a moment? Aiden is that alright with you?" Aiden nodded gave the two a moment unsure what to make of it."Um...yeah,sure."

The young cabbit closed the door to have some fresh air, Damian looked to Rourke as he fiddled with his papers making sure everything was set for the next arrival. Damian grew more impatient. "Hey, there's other places I rather be right now." Rourke took his lenses off his directing his hand to the chair.

“Care to sit once more?" Damian refused. Rourke seen the cabbits annoyance, but the moose became eager seeing Damian.He had something to say just waiting for the right time to speak. “I’ll get to it...I know who you are." Damian looked to Rourke, letting out a light scoff questioning that statement approaching the moose. "Hell of a statement. Considering you don't know a thing about me."

Rourke remained composed. The older cabbit looked down on him with a vicious glare."Vinyard… You took your father’s name at the time… You both built quite a reputation at your old home. Arson, grand theft, fighting any human you see. Bet those anarchist commended such efforts of you both. “The moose spoke in a sarcastic manner. Damian turned to the door ready to leave. “Don’t know what you talking about… “Rouke doubted those words. “Sure you do… Black flag. The group who wants humanity controlled. The one giving animals a bad name. Ringing any bells?” Damian kept his silence wanting to leave but wavered. Rourke continued. “It was seven of you and … I remember those eyes. The cat like rabbit wearing a black bandanna over his muzzle acting cocky, placing fear in everyone he came across. Leaving marks on who crossed you regardless of age. “Rourke was disgusted even speaking of an event his voice angered.” When the riots broke out you were confirmed dead among the six. But some how you're here with your brother...How? Are you pretending you care for him like you did your mother?

"Damian paw shook the door knob his teeth grit wishing to face Rourke, but if he done so, he knew he couldn't control what would happen next. “Those scars Aiden has... Did you- “Damian hushed the moose. All his questions begin to take its toll." I THINK...You should choose your next words carefully moose..."Even faced another direction, Rourke knew he hit more than one nerve.

“I’ll be watching you… its best you remember that." Damian listened holding a broken door knob in his paw dropping it to floor. “Right. Good luck wit that..."Damian went ahead out the door and could see it was getting late. Aiden waited for his brother… worried. “What’s wit that look?”Damian asked.

"Everything...Okay?" The older cabbit was nonchalant smirking at his little brother. “We’re here aint we!? Course everything's okay! Just more dumbass questions he wanted. “Playfully nudging his little brother, Aiden felt bothered with him and himself. There was still so Much he had to ask of him, but something told him it wasn't the time for it.

Damian lied against a tree as if it was his personal chair. “I’m gonna to chill outside...I'll see ya in a bit nibbles. “The young cabbit took Damian off his mind roaming home. There was something more concerning he needed to attend and couldn’t wait any longer.

Damian thought about what the moose had said, and never wanted to burn through a Cigarette so badly.He can only imagine maybe if spent more time with him…that could’ve saved him sooner.... Reaching in his pocket, he took out an empty crumbled cigarette box watching, wishing it was at least one stick in there. "Shit…" Damian tossed it over his shoulder and begun to doze off. “I’m talking to you!" A green eyed grey haired canine spoke to a violet eyed male lagomorph.

A taller slim feline pinned the rabbit against the wall. Damian could hear a commotion behind him, eyes closed attempting to nap he made it none of his concern…but the more he heard it his blood boil. “Think you can kick us out oliva? Think some church can save you huh!? Guess what? There’s no saving you. Once a fag stays a fag!” The two beat on the lagomorph yelling in pain. Curled in a ball, covering his face in fear .They could hear him recite something over." I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me. I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me. "

The feline laughed at his torment. The canine became infuriated hearing the rabbit speak of the bible striking his face. "Quit with that bible shit! Fucking pirate..." His tears shown began to wet his fur.”S…Stop please.”The rabbit pleaded, but the two males ignored him continuing their onslaught of attacks.” Your gay ass crying? Should of thought of who you fuckin with first! “Out of nowhere a fist bolted at the canine’s face knocking him backwards.

The feline moved quickly avoiding the next attack. “Who the fuck…!?” he yelled, but recognized the face. A skilled beige Rabbit like cat fighting in underground competitions…he couldn’t believe right in front of his eye’s an underground fighter here? “The Avenger.”

The canine picked himself off the floor, wiping green blood from his snout furious “I’m…Gonna fuckin kill you…” Ready to charge his feline partner spoke. “Park wait!” The feline called his name warning of who he was. At second glance he realized who this was, but didn’t care reaching in his pocket ready to pull out something.” The message was sent. If were here any further, it’s going to ruin our fun…do you want that? “Park stared dead into the cabbits eye’s resisting the urge to attack. Growling he turned in another direction.” This aint over …”The two ran turning the corner.

"Fucking pussies..." Damian spoke as he watched them run. He turned to the lagomorph who sobbed who muttered the verse choppily. “He a-answers me...the lord..

Answers...lord..."As Damian's paw reached it was smacked away. "GET AWAY FROM ME!!"

The rabbit shouted holding his side coughing. "I don't...Want more help ...I DON'T NEED MORE HELP!" Attacking the cabbit. His punches were very light Damian held his paws up trying to reason. "Woah aye calm down! I'm not one of them!"Frantic, he suddenly begun falling over the cabbit intercepted catching him.

The rabbit fell unconscious into Damian's arms over exerting himself.sound of Sirens closed in catching the cabbit in the ally. "Oh shit..." Cops rushed from their vehicle pulling guns from their holsters. "Put down the rabbit and put your hands where I can see them!"Damain slowly placed him against the wall placing his paws up behind his head.

"Look some animals jumped him! This aint me!" One cop forced him towards the wall cuffing him. “You sure about? Smells like you been drinking one to many tonight…” pushed in the vehicle. The officer read off his Miranda rights as the other reported the situation. Damian’s head hit the back seat thinking how is he going to explain this to Aiden...Knowing he can be a hot head, plus the amount he already spent getting him of trouble he spoke two words as they closed the car door. "...Dammit Trap..."

kinda nervous lol had peeps look it over and STILL Think this is one of the longest post I made...Had a lot to say in this.
Anywho hope you enjoy if not well see da pretty art.

Artist http://www.furaffinity.net/user/razzda