>"You're right."
>A voice — too familiar to you — booms over the loudspeakers
>Vanessa
>The music abruptly cuts
>The rat behind the table looks up at you four, her eyes glowing red with fire
>Fuck
>How did you not see it before?
>The rat smiles with a pair of obvious fangs pressed against her lower lips
>You know that rat
>She was with Vanessa on Tuesday
>"We didn't want to make it too easy for you. But God, are you kidding me?" Vanessa's obnoxious whine on the speakers; the four of you suddenly under the pointed spotlights
>Weapons drawn
>"You really didn't see a trap coming? You seriously thought you'd just be able to waltz in here? You're dumber than these normie idiots."
>A spotlight shines into the parting fog
>And there, in the bright pool of artificial light, is Vanessa Doermuth, Lydia Penferth — the lioness — at her side
>Vanessa shrugs in her tight black jacket, a canvas tote bag in the crook of her elbow
>"Was this Mike's idea to just waltz in here? Gah, what a dumb fuck. But people never change, I guess. I'm just disappointed that you're here with them Anonymous. You're smart. You ought to see reason."
>Her voice booms over the speakers, and you guess that The Book of Wrath is somehow involved in that little vocal trick
>Lydia crosses her arms across her furred chest
>The light catches the many piercings that are stapled to her — in her lips, above her piercing eyes, hanging from her ears, the chain dangling from her pointed muzzle
>She stares hard, particularly at Mike
>Shaking, you answer back
“Where's your little pet, Vanessa? Did it run away on you? You can't do shit to us. Not while I have this."
>Stupidly, you draw The Book of Rite out of your pocket and hold it up like a token of invincibility
>That was your second mistake
>Your first was asking about her 'little pet'
>The doe laughs
>"Pet? That depends — which one are you talking about?"
>Another stage light fires off, illuminating an empty spot next to Vanessa
>There's a guttural snarl that echoes off the gym's walls
>The Behemoth — all cloaked in pouring mist — flashes in next to Vanessa
>It's nearly triple her size now
>It crouches low, as if ready to lunge forward at any moment
>Fuck
>You literally walked into thi-
>Another spotlight next to The Behemoth
>Christ what is this? A professional wrestling ma-
>Oh
>Oh no
>Oh no no no no no no
>"Hi 'Nonny!"
>Standing in a clearing of the fog, underneath the yellow spotlight…
“Gloria?" You say in exasperation
>She looks… Actually the same as when you betrayed her
>Denim skirt down to her fucking ankles, crisp white blouse underneath a blue sweater, hands folded at her waist, horns polished to a high shine, innocent dimpled face
>Only… something ain't right with the way she's smiling
>You thought for sure there'd be fangs
>They wasted an opportunity to turn her into a vampire?
>Wack
“Wh-What are you doing with them?" You ask
>All the guilt of your betrayal comes crashing down on you like leaden weights
>"My new friends? Well, after you tricked me and used me for a dark ritual-" her cheerful smile widens “-I found out that, guess what, Vanessa was right!"
>The doe flashes you a knowing smirk
>"She's right she's right she's right!" Gloria claps her hands together proudly. “I changed my ways, Anonymous. And you should too!"
“Changed your ways?" You turn to face Vanessa. “Whatever happened to people not changing?"
>Vanessa draws The Book of Wrath and a razor out of her canvas bag
>She approaches Gloria
>"Oh, don't worry. People don't change. Deep down at her core, she's still a horrible, hypocritical, prissy little bitch. But we think she's much nicer to be around as a slave."
>Slave?
>With a christened smile, Gloria obediently rolls back her sleeve and holds out her wrist to Vanessa
>"One last chance to turn over the book and the bunny and join the winning side." Vanessa pauses, the gleaming razor just inches from Gloria's pure white wrists
>"Sam, Jenna, Anon… you're all welcome to join us." Lydia adds. “Except for you, Mike."
>She flashes a toothy grin "I want you all to myself."
>"Hah, very scary you lanky cunt. Where's your gaggle of fledglings?" Mike taunts
>"Oh, there's here." Lydia snaps her fingers
>The lights on you grow brighter, illuminating more of the gym
>The four of you are surrounded by no less than six cheerleaders — human and anthro — their eyes glowing red, bodies tight with strain and tension
>They look like hounds waiting for their master's call to swarm their prey
>Mike brings his super soaker around the gym
>"I already told you, I ain't joining you crazy bitches. You stole my goddamn future." His fingers slip around the trigger. “So try something. I dare you."
>"I'd love to, really baby." Lydia steps forward-
>"WAIT!" Vanessa shrieks
>Silence as Lydia freezes in place
>"We haven't heard from the leading 'man' yet. Anonymous? Spare your friends here? Give up the book and the bunny?"
>…
>You really can't win this one
>And time is running out
>You're outnumbered, outclassed and outdone…
>…That's what the old you would have said
>But Vanessa is wrong
>People DO change
>And you're not a coward anymore, despite the shaking in your voice and the tension in your throat
“Get fucked you evil bitch."
>Vanessa's eyes harden
>"So be it," she says
>In one quick motion she slashes the razor across Gloria's wrist
>A waterfall of blood spills out…
>…Which she catches on an open page of The Book of Wrath
>Gloria starts to shake and shudder
>She keels over in agony, dropping to her knees
>Her sweater and blouse rip at the back as her shape grows larger
>And taller by at least five feet more
>And bulkier (is swole the right word here?)
>Until her whole fuzzy body ripples with muscles and her clothing is but stray scraps adorning her white fur
>Heh, you can her tit-
>Her eyes glow bright red as they settle on you
>"'NONNY!" She growls
>Her voice is at least several octaves lower than it should be
>She stomps forward as the spotlights follow her
>"YOU BETRAYED ME, 'NONNY."
>Oh
>Well, fuck
>You shove the Book of Rite into your pocket
>Vanessa snaps The Book of Wrath shut. "Be a good little girl and bring me the book and the bunny, okay Gloria?"
>But with the way Gloria is moving, you don't think she intends to do anything except break your neck
>Vanessa doesn't seem to care. She turns to Lydia
>"They're all yours. Just don't kill Sam."
>The lioness roars with pride and snaps her fingers twice
>The cheerleaders snap to attention like trained soldier
>"Alright you cunts, have at 'em. Just leave Mike." She starts forward, parting the fog as she moves. “He's mine."
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 19)
You've never really 'fit in' with the heavily divided Ranchview High School crowd. Jock, Goth, Prep, Cheerleader, Nerd... you were never any of these. But as Halloween approaches, strange things start happening, and a dark ritual begins with the finding of a curious red book. It's a race against time for you and your friends to stop a group of students from ushering in an age of darkness, and to also figure out just what the hell is wrong with that rabbit.
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About this version: originally, The Leaves of Fall was split into two pastebins to compensate for the length of the story. Given that pastebin has chosen to censor this story for ambiguous reasons, it will forever be stored here and on AO3. This new version contains spelling, grammar and content fixes. Please understand that the content is all the same as the earlier versions minus some sentences being changed and fixed up. I cannot stress this enough: no new content has been added. It's my hope that this is a cleaner, easier-to-read version of the story.
Cover: https://imgur.com/a/vZS4Q
Sam (drawn by Akella of /hmofa/) https://imgur.com/a/nk3t1wT
Fan art collection: https://imgur.com/a/SCCSIQv
Accompanying playlist (WIP): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL9aXlzDRA49QKxgYsOV2JuDd410_nI-0J
Alternative link: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1479078
Total word count: 147,552 words
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About this version: originally, The Leaves of Fall was split into two pastebins to compensate for the length of the story. Given that pastebin has chosen to censor this story for ambiguous reasons, it will forever be stored here and on AO3. This new version contains spelling, grammar and content fixes. Please understand that the content is all the same as the earlier versions minus some sentences being changed and fixed up. I cannot stress this enough: no new content has been added. It's my hope that this is a cleaner, easier-to-read version of the story.
Cover: https://imgur.com/a/vZS4Q
Sam (drawn by Akella of /hmofa/) https://imgur.com/a/nk3t1wT
Fan art collection: https://imgur.com/a/SCCSIQv
Accompanying playlist (WIP): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL9aXlzDRA49QKxgYsOV2JuDd410_nI-0J
Alternative link: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1479078
Total word count: 147,552 words
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