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  They gathered together in the building, and the cat started staring down all of them, "Alright, arms out. Someone has a crowbar, and someone stole from this box." the cat said sternly as he walked about them. He checked the belts and backs of each crew member, but there wasn't a crowbar found. he grumbled a bit and looked around, "Okay, start talking. Where were you guys before you came over here?"
The horse didn't answer, he was with him the whole time, he was clean. Instead, while everyone told their alibis, he started walking about the warehouse a bit, looking between the boxes and their men. He stopped for a moment when he heard a small splash, looking down and hoof was in some strange liquid. Kneeling down and gave it a sniff a few times,

"Hey, where were we keeping the gasoline?" the horse called, "Looks like we got a leak."
"By the garage doors?" the cat called back, "Check by there for Cline, that old bear not over here for some reason he didn't show up to the rollcall."
The horse walked over to there, and saw the truck, but there wasn't any kind of gas was out of the vehicle. He cocked his eyebrow at that, seeing things were find and clean here, and kept looking around for the bear he was told to look for. It didn't take him long, there seemed to be a leaning against some stacked crates, just standing there.
"They, the heck are you doing over here?" the horse called, but there was no answer. "Hey!" He walked closer to the bear, "We've called everyone over, What are you-" As he went to grab the bear, the bear fell over, a knife in his chest. Before the horse could make a sound, a hand from behind a hand grabbed his throat and tried to crush it. The horse moved fast, and tried to shunt the person behind him, but it was over with a bang. The horse looked to the hole below his chest and the blood coming out

The black fox in dark clothes let the horse fall to the ground, and then he drew the knife back out of the dead bear.
  "Someone's in here!" the voice of the cat rang out, and the fox hid in cover, putting the knife away and pulling out a grenade.
Matthew stood there waiting for a moment, watching from the dark. When there was some in a closer group of two, He pulled the pin from the grenade out with his teeth and threw it. Before it went off, Matthew stepped out and shot the first two who were not the ones he spied before. As the first shot went off, the grenade exploded and the explosions heat ignited the gasoline. Screams were heard among the flames as well as people who got just a bit of the gasoline on their shoes. During the fray and panic, Matthew's focus was on people who kept moving, shooting down one after another. A point came when the cat came out from hiding too, as he snuck behind cover as soon as chaos struck. He lunged for the fox once he saw only his back, and lunged with a knife. Matthew moved at the last moment, but wasn't enough to void a cut across their side. Still Matthew grabbed the cat as he shot another guy; the cat tried to stab into Matthew's arm, but it only got so deep when he lost grip of it. The cat was thrown to the ground, and Matthew just pulled the knife out of his arm as he walked toward the cat, gun out and eyes on him, not even reacting to the pain or blood from his wounds.
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Part 10

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Part 9

Part 11

Art, Characters, and story (C)

Description
  They gathered together in the building, and the cat started staring down all of them, "Alright, arms out. Someone has a crowbar, and someone stole from this box." the cat said sternly as he walked about them. He checked the belts and backs of each crew member, but there wasn't a crowbar found. he grumbled a bit and looked around, "Okay, start talking. Where were you guys before you came over here?"
The horse didn't answer, he was with him the whole time, he was clean. Instead, while everyone told their alibis, he started walking about the warehouse a bit, looking between the boxes and their men. He stopped for a moment when he heard a small splash, looking down and hoof was in some strange liquid. Kneeling down and gave it a sniff a few times,

"Hey, where were we keeping the gasoline?" the horse called, "Looks like we got a leak."
"By the garage doors?" the cat called back, "Check by there for Cline, that old bear not over here for some reason he didn't show up to the rollcall."
The horse walked over to there, and saw the truck, but there wasn't any kind of gas was out of the vehicle. He cocked his eyebrow at that, seeing things were find and clean here, and kept looking around for the bear he was told to look for. It didn't take him long, there seemed to be a leaning against some stacked crates, just standing there.
"They, the heck are you doing over here?" the horse called, but there was no answer. "Hey!" He walked closer to the bear, "We've called everyone over, What are you-" As he went to grab the bear, the bear fell over, a knife in his chest. Before the horse could make a sound, a hand from behind a hand grabbed his throat and tried to crush it. The horse moved fast, and tried to shunt the person behind him, but it was over with a bang. The horse looked to the hole below his chest and the blood coming out

The black fox in dark clothes let the horse fall to the ground, and then he drew the knife back out of the dead bear.
  "Someone's in here!" the voice of the cat rang out, and the fox hid in cover, putting the knife away and pulling out a grenade.
Matthew stood there waiting for a moment, watching from the dark. When there was some in a closer group of two, He pulled the pin from the grenade out with his teeth and threw it. Before it went off, Matthew stepped out and shot the first two who were not the ones he spied before. As the first shot went off, the grenade exploded and the explosions heat ignited the gasoline. Screams were heard among the flames as well as people who got just a bit of the gasoline on their shoes. During the fray and panic, Matthew's focus was on people who kept moving, shooting down one after another. A point came when the cat came out from hiding too, as he snuck behind cover as soon as chaos struck. He lunged for the fox once he saw only his back, and lunged with a knife. Matthew moved at the last moment, but wasn't enough to void a cut across their side. Still Matthew grabbed the cat as he shot another guy; the cat tried to stab into Matthew's arm, but it only got so deep when he lost grip of it. The cat was thrown to the ground, and Matthew just pulled the knife out of his arm as he walked toward the cat, gun out and eyes on him, not even reacting to the pain or blood from his wounds.
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Part 10

Title

Part 9

Part 11

Art, Characters, and story (C)