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 Eighty-six (Story)

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PostSubject: Eighty-six (Story)   June 23rd 2014, 4:57 pm

I did not write this story, so who ever did, I am giving them credit by posting it here. Hope you guys like it!:)

Chapter 1

Samantha's POV

Samantha was pinned to the ground, screaming her head off. She watched as two large robotic dogs escorted her parents away. They were built like doberman dogs yet they were mechanical and were programmed by the government to keep order in the poverty stricken city dwellers in world's population had almost been entirely wiped out by a plague-like disease. Since the population was dwindling, the government had to control the people more strictly.

Now the earth was mostly a barren wasteland and a single country remained. It is controlled by the government using an interesting method. They use dogs as a sort of police force. Some are full dog, others modified with machine parts, and some are even fully mechanical. Man's best friend is being used against them. Dogs are ripped from their owners and sent to camps where they are trained to control and intimidate people.

Samantha watched as her parents were guided away from her. The dog pinning her to the ground had forced her to stop screaming by placing a metallic paw on her throat. "Citizens 306 and 357 are being transferred to the criminal housing unit because of the violation of code 46, stealing. They stole bread from the government food unit. Citizen 643, Samantha, is to be sent to Canine Camp A4 to be employed as a caretaker for dogs and housed in the camp since status is now orphaned." The lead robotic dog said in a gravelly automated voice.

Samantha struggled but soon two more dogs appeared, one was a half mechanical boxer and the other was a beagle mix with a single robotic paw. The full robotic doberman like dog released his grip on her and stepped off of her, letting her stand. The dogs surrounded her and began to walk forwards, forcing her to walk. She began to move but looked desperately down at the beagle, who was almost full dog. "Hey! You haven't been programmed, so you still have empathy. Can you help me out here?!"she said.

The beagle kept his gaze forward and said in a monotone voice, "No. I enforce the law. The law states that orphaned kids must be given a government job and housed in a government facility."

"My parents aren't dead, so I'm not an orphan. And I'm a teenager, not a kid!" Samantha replied.

The dogs resorted to ignoring her. After about a half hour of silently walking, they arrived at the towering iron gate of the Canine Camp A4. The gate connected to a chain link barbed wire topped fence that encircled the whole facility. Multiple buildings dotted the enclosed area and a variety of dogs milled around the doberman robot walked over to a scanner that scanned his red glassy eyes. He stepped back and the gate swung open, allowing the group to enter the area and then the building.

The building was pure white and lined with chrome. On the inside, the walls were plain white and the room smelled sterile and the air was unmoving. A man stood behind a desk in the front room. He saw the group and said, "She is to be housed in section 6 to take care of the section 6 canines."

The lead robotic dog nodded and led Samantha onwards. The three canines led her to section 6, which was as bland as the rest of the place. They escorted her to a room that was sealed off with a silver door that was marked with a number 6. The half mechanical boxer opened the door and nudged Samantha into it. "Get changed into your assigned clothes and prepare for training at 6 o'clock."the beagle said before shutting the door.

Samantha looked as the door was slowly shut. She caught a brief glimpse of sympathy in the beagle's eyes. She was then left alone when the door was sealed shut.

She turned around and surveyed the room. Like most, the walls were white. But the floor was a gray cement instead of the white tiled floors that were in the rest of the building. A small brown, dusty desk was located in the corner of the room. A cot and a dresser sat on the other side of the room.

Samantha found clothes in the dresser. There was only one variety of outfit and that was a pair of jeans and a plain black t shirt. She changed into the clothes and sat on the cot, head in her hands, feeling defeated. She had been captured by the government and her parents were in prison. Also, now she had to care for the dogs that would be taught to do the same thing that happened to her to other innocent civilians.

Just then, she heard a hiss and the door opened.
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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   June 23rd 2014, 7:49 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   June 23rd 2014, 7:53 pm

Yup! Ch. 2 tomorrow or Later!
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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   June 23rd 2014, 7:54 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   June 23rd 2014, 9:13 pm

Chapter 2

Silver's POV

Silver lay in his holding cell, which was just a concrete walled and floored room. One wall was missing and iron cage bars sat in its place. The almost always locked steel door was located and set in the iron bars. This was how food and water got in and how Silver was brought out to train or mill about in fenced in outdoor yard.

Silver was stolen away to the facility when he was just a pup but is now about two years old. He has pure silvery white colored fur and bright blue eyes. He was fitted with a government given brown leather collar that had his ID attachted to it along with the number 86. Silver used to wonder why the number 86 was on his tag, but he soon found out. He was 86 percent wolf. Having a canine that was that much wolf was a rare phenomenon. That's why the government organization never bothered to enhance him with mechanical parts. They dared not to tamper with the rare genetic occurance.

Silver laid in his cell, head on his paws. He heard the constant barking of the dogs housed in section 6 with him. Some of the barks were from pure dogs. Other were part mechanical and emmited normal dog barks as well as the occasional mechanical noise. Fully mechanical barks could also be heard.

Just then, a doberman mech approached his cell. "Canine, Silver, you have been summoned for your daily training."the mech said to him.

Silver sighed and got to his paws

He was quite large because he was mostly wolf and also part german shepherd. He shook, flattening his white pelt. Silver then walked through the door of his cell that had been opened by the mech. The mech led him to the training room, which was another concrete room but a screen sat on one wall.

He entered the room and the doberman robot followed closed behind. The door shut behind them. The two walked to the screen. A glass pane took up most of one wall. One man sat with a clipboard behind the glass, ready to record information of his training.

The doberman mech stepped back a bit, ready to speak to and watch Silver. The screen flicked on and images appeared. "Training phase one. Mental and physical response."the mech dog said in a steely tone.

An image of two happy people appeared. Silver watched, unmoving. An image of three playing children appeared and again he did nothing. An image of a man stealing goods appeared. This time Silver reacted by bristling, snarling, and baring his teeth. This went on for about another hour.

Then it was time for physical training. Silver was led to another concrete room with a glass pane for veiwing in it. But this time target dummies in the shape of people were scattered about the room. They stood at different heights. Some were rigged to move, others stationary.

Samantha's POV

The person that had walked through her door was a tall and muscular man that was covered in scars and wore black jean shorts with a black muscle t shirt. He was probably around 6 foot 2 and was very intimidating to Samantha. He gave her an almost malicious grin and said in a cold voice, "Welcome to Canine Camp A4, sweetheart. Let me show you around."

The man sent chills down Samantha's spine yet she somehow mustered the courage to follow him out of her room. The man had dark brown hair, like Samantha, but had green eyes unlike Samantha's bright blue eyes.

He led her to the housing unit for the canines. Immeadietly the sound of barking assulted her ears. Samantha loved animals and knew a lot about them. She knew a lot about dogs, even though keeping one as a pet had becone illegal. She learned about dogs through old library books about them. She had learned enough to know that some of the barks indicated distress, making her feel sad as well. She pitied these animals that were stolen away and kept in cells like she was.

"These are the dogs that you will be taking care of. You will feed and give water to the ones that don't have mechanical parts. The mechs don't need food, they just charge up at specified times. The non mech dogs need washing and mech dogs need to be polished. You also need to clean kennels and clean the area. You will be given a schedule each morning so you will know what to do."the guide said.

Samantha processed all of the information given to her. It was sort of hard to believe at first, but now it sunk in that she was probably going to have to take care of the government dogs for the rest of her life. Everything was happening so fast.

The guide turned her attention to a glass pane. A man with a clipboard sat in front of the glass and nodded to the two before continuing to observe and record training. Samantha looked into the room through the glass and saw human shaped targets around the room. She then saw a large white dog and a doberman mech. The dog ran at a target before leaping and landing a strong bite on the neck area of a target. Samantha stood awestruck. The dog was fast and agile. She then realized with a sickening pain in her gut that the skilled dog would be used to enforce laws like all of the other cruel government dogs.

The guide noticed her shock and gave a half grin that was fit for a snake. "That's Silver. He is 86 percent wolf and 100 percent lethal."he said almost proudly.

Samantha gawked at Silver. He stopped moving and stood, watching Samantha curiously through the glass. Their bright blue eyes met briefly before the doberman mech ordered Silver to keep training. Then her guide ushered her forwards to show her the rest of the place. Samantha glanced over her shoulder and saw the mech snap at the air near Silver, forcing him to stop staring and keep training.

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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   June 24th 2014, 4:04 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   July 7th 2014, 7:37 pm

Chapter 3

Sandstar's POV

Sandstar awoke in the abandoned house that her clan,Rebel Clan, stayed in. She looked around, ruffling her golden sand colored fur. She surveyed the dogs around the house. Some were awake and grooming each other and some were asleep. The house that they were in was a two story house that was located about a mile away from the big city.

The dogs in Rebel Clan had escaped or were living out of the city when the government ordered dogs to be trained and stolen away. They stayed under the radar, breaking dogs out of holding cells that they were trapped in before located to a highly gaurded compound facility. They also took in dogs that the humans were hiding from the government.

Now there are about 150 dogs in counting that are in the clan. They live in many places such as abandoned houses, forests, and sometimes caves.

There are many ranks in the clan. The ranks are, in no particular order; leaders, deputies, defenders, queens, messangers, warriors, apprentices, and pups. There is one leader of Rebel Clan, she is Sandstar. She makes the orders and missions as well as doing other leader jobs. There are four seperate groups in the clan so there are four deputies. Defenders are the protectors of the clan. Queens occasionally bear pups but their main job is taking care of the wounded and sick. The messengers carry messages from clan group to clan group. Some special messangers even carry messages from the cityThe warriors are the ones that retrieve dogs that are hiding away and help them join the clan. They also serve some of the defenders' and hunt. Apprentices are older pups that are training to recieve a certain rank. Pups are the younger dogs that are taken care of by queens until they can become apprentices at about seven moons old.

Sandstar rose to her paws and walked over to the food pile in the middle of the room. A substantial pile of assorted rodents, small birds, and even some fruits sat in a pile. She selected a vole and spotted her deputy, Shepherdclaw. "Sandstar, may I tell you of the clan's happenings as we eat?"he asked, head bowed slightly in respect.

"Of course. Pick your kill and meet me in the left corner of room away from the door."she said to the german shepherd dog before picking up her vole and walking to the corner that she described. She laid down and began to eat her vole, awaiting her deputy.

Soon he laid down next to her with a small bird to eat. "Hunting is good, I suppose. The pile is pretty nice."the leader said, taking a polite sized bite of her vole as she talked.

"It is considerably good. There is a hunting party out now."he replied, starting to eat his sparrow.

"Any sign of the old leader?"she asked curiously. This whole leader thing was a bit new since she was appointed about two moons ago.

"We have not seen Silverstar. Our guess is that he was taken to a canine compound."he s"Oh I hope that we can get him back. We need him. I also hope that they haven't brainwashed him or something. "She expressed her concerns.

"We will get him back. And I know he can't be brainwashed. I have sent out messengers to investigate."Shepherdclaw reassured.

"Which ones?" Sandstar asked.

"Embertail, the foxhound from group two, Swiftfoot the greyhound from group three, and Sparrowflight the Saluki from group four."he imformed her.

Sandstar was about to reply when a greyhound zoomed into the house. The clan became alerted and everyone stood up and stared at the dog. Sandstar weaved through the group of startled dogs until she stood face to face with the greyhound. "We need to make sure that you are one of us and not a government dog even though you smell of our clan. I must ask you a question. Who started Rebel Clan?"she asked in a calm authoritive voice.

The greyhound panted, obviously recovering from a fast pace run. "Moonstar the great alpha wolf, father of Silverstar."he panted.

"Very well, messanger. I'm guessing you are Swiftfoot."Sandstar said.

"Yes. I am Swiftfoot of group three. I have important news."he said, almost breathlessly.

"Please tell us then." She said, surveying the large and anxious group of dogs that waited to hear the news.

"I have spotted Silverstar. "Swiftfoot gasped, though almost fully catching hiThe crowd of canines responded with a surprised gasp. Then they began to murmur amongst themselves only to be silenced by their leader who let the messanger continue.

"I saw him in the dog yard of canine compound A4. I spotted him when I was hiding in a cluster of houses and rubbish. He spotted me and gave me a message. He said that he wanted to say that he was staying strong and wouldn't be swayed by the government. He also said that he was gathering information that would help us understand how to defeat the government. Silverstar also made an odd request..."he trailed off.

The dogs were pleased with the news but very curious of what he requested. "Go on. What did he request?"Shepherdclaw asked.

The greyhound took a deep breath before responding and said, "Silverstar says that when we rescue him he wants to take a teenage girl with him. He says that her name is Samantha and that we need to let the human join the clan."

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PostSubject: Re: Eighty-six (Story)   July 13th 2014, 9:00 am

Awesome!!!!

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