Fallen World: The Complete Trilogy

by Tom Jones

  After counting down from ten in his head, Arcades decided to make his move. The fox quickly stepped forwards, but a sizable puddle of sperm on the other side of the door stopped him dead in his tracks. The puddle had been obscured by the door that opens outwards. Arcades’ eyes widened as he realized that he almost stepped in a potential deadly biohazard. He lost his balance, and he was about to fall forwards in the puddle. The fox grabbed onto the still open door, and he was able to catch himself before falling in the puddle. However, the noise he made immediately caught the attention of the room’s occupants. Arcades looked to his right, and a male latex clad leopard was staring back at him. In front of the leopard was a coyote that was bound on the floor. The leopard chuckled upon spotting Arcades.

  “Oh, it looks like another bitch wants to play,” the leopard taunted as he took a step away from the coyote. Arcades’ mind blanked out momentarily, and he did not know what to do. If he were to run, he would likely be caught while evading. He definitely could not stay where he was currently standing, and the leopard looked far too large for the skinny fox to take on in hand-to-hand combat. The leopard looked the fox up and down, but was too high on hormones to realize that Arcades was wearing tactical equipment; not bondage gear. After a moment, the leopard did not see a collar around the fox’s neck. The leopard then spoke after the moment of silence, “The fuck is your number, bitch?” The leopard began walking towards the fox, and Arcades looked all around for a potential exit. However, he did not see any method to escape. He looked to his left again, and he saw the puddle of semen on the floor did not vanish.

  “Come here bitch. I’mma make you my slave,” the leopard said. Arcades was running out of time, but he realized that the door opened outwards. The fox grabbed the door, and he slammed it shut before the leopard was able to step into the doorway. Arcades’ heart was now pounding, and his breathing only sped up. He saw the light on the door change from green to red, and this indicated that the door was locked. Arcades now knew that he merely bought himself a head start. He did not have much time before the leopard would try to come and get him. Arcades stepped over the puddle, and he began running as quietly as he could down the hall. Dodging a few more puddles on his way down, the fox was now getting closer and closer to the door at the end of the hall. Arcades reached the door, but heard the door that he had closed was now opening again. The fox quickly turned around, and he could see the leopard emerge from the doorway. Despite the door being locked, the door was still able to open from the inside by a higher numbered anthro. The leopard looked right at the fox, and he started to give chase. Arcades was astonished that the leopard was mindlessly walking through all of the puddles of sperm. He did not know if the leopard did not care to step in the fluids, or did not notice. However, the leopard was wearing shoes, unlike the fox.

  Arcades wasted no time moving out of the last area, and he looked for which direction he should go in. However, his mind was quickly made up for him as there was only one way to go. Though there was an elevator, it would take way too long for it to reach the floor from wherever it was in the building. Arcades also did not know if the elevator required the collar in order to operate. He assumed that it did, so he did not bother with the elevator. Arcades scanned the stairs for semen puddles, but his observations were interrupted by the door opening behind him. The leopard jumped out at the fox and grabbed Arcades’ arms before the fox was able to do anything about it. The leopard was able to easily swing the fox to the ground, and Arcades grunted upon hitting the ground. The fox resisted, but he was not physically strong enough to break free from the leopard’s grip. The leopard tightly grabbed Arcades’ wrists, and he pinned them behind the fox’s back. Arcades struggled as hard as he could, but still found himself unable to break free. Arcades was so skinny that the leopard was able to hold both of the fox’s wrists with one hand while he grabbed a pair of restraints with his other hand.

  Arcades’ beating heart began beating even faster once he was able to feel the metal restraints lock around his wrists. Arcades attempted to stand back up, but he quickly failed. The leopard was pinning the fox down in such a way that rendered Arcades unable to move his legs. The leopard grabbed another pair of restraints, and he locked them around the fox’s ankles. Once the leopard finished, he slightly chuckled, “Gotcha, bitch!” Arcades grunted as he struggled, but he still could not escape the leopard. The fox briefly forgot his training, “Agh! Stop!” The leopard grabbed Arcades’ mouth to silence the fox, and he laughed, “Haha! You tried to get away, but you couldn’t. Now, let me take a real good look at you, fox.” Still holding onto Arcades’ mouth, the leopard turned the fox’s neck in order to see what collar Arcades had on. The leopard soon realized again that Arcades was not wearing a collar.

  “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a little intruder. You think you can snoop around here, fox? You fucked up big time now, bitch. You don’t know who you’re fucking with.” Arcades’ eyes trailed down to see the number of the leopard’s collar. His eyes widened as he looked at the number. The leopard’s number was one thousand. Arcades held his eyes shut, and he wished that he would just wake up from this nightmare. However, he reminded himself that he was not sleeping. This was actually happening. The leopard spoke again to the fox, “Damn. You are one the purest specimens that I’ve seen in a long time. You know, the Foundation told me that foxes like you can help me achieve an even better climax. So, here is what is going to happen. I’m going to take you back up to my room, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, and then I’m turning you over to the Foundation.”

  Tears began to well up in the fox’s eyes upon hearing what the leopard was saying. The leopard grinned as he noticed Arcades was about to cry. The leopard began to speak again, “Heh, you’re fucking lucky that I didn’t bring any of my toys down here. Otherwise, I would have fucked you right here, right now. I have a shit ton of toys in my room. Let’s not waste anymore time now, bitch. Get your ass up.” Arcades did not comply, but the leopard forcefully brought the fox to his feet. Arcades looked down at the restraints around his ankles. They looked to be handcuffs that had a longer chain, but too short to be conventional shackles. Arcades wanted to see the restraints that bound his wrists together, but he did not want to let the leopard know that he was trying to find a way out. The leopard held the fox by the back of the neck, and he began dragging him towards the elevator. Arcades was having difficulty keeping up due to the six inch chain that linked his ankles together. The leopard became impatient, “Hurry the fuck up, bitch. I don’t even have something to gag you with here. You’d better not fucking say a single word.” Arcades did not want to test the leopard to see if he was just bluffing.

  The leopard called the elevator, and Arcades stood in the leopard’s grip as tears were now rolling down his cheeks. Arcades was still a virgin, and he really did not want to lose his virginity here. After waiting for the elevator to reach the floor, the door opened. The leopard shoved the fox inside the elevator first before stepping inside himself. The leopard pushed his collar up against the scanner inside of the elevator and then selected the highest floor. The doors closed, and the elevator began to ascend. Arcades was silently crying, and it was worse for him because he knew that there was nothing he could do. As the elevator traveled upwards, it did not make any stops, but it moved slower than other elevators. It gave Arcades time to think about a way to get out. The fox then remembered that the leopard never disarmed the fox. He still had his G17 holstered, and he still had his keyring. Arcades assumed that everything black seemed to blend together thanks to the dim lighting. This realization gave the fox a bit of hope, as he would potentially be able to escape. However, the elevator would not be a good place to attempt an escape. Arcades decided that he would wait for a better time to escape.

  As the icon on the elevator was pointing towards the higher floors, Arcades looked downwards at the handcuffs around his ankles. He saw a familiar looking keyhole in the cuffs, and he felt a bit of relief. He did have the
key that would open the cuffs around his skinny ankles. Though he did not know what cuffs were binding his wrists, he did know that they felt like chain-linked handcuffs, which was the same type of cuffs that he owned multiple pairs of. He used his fingers to feel for the keyholes, and he found them in the locations that he was expecting. Though he could not identify the manufacturer, he was able to use the process of elimination. The handcuffs only had keyholes on one of the sides, and this eliminated the possibility that they were ASP made. The frames were also not covered with a layer of polymer, so this further confirmed that they were not made by ASP. Arcades looked back down at the cuffs around his ankles again, and he did not recognize them at Yuil handcuffs. This made Arcades think that the cuffs accepted the universal styled key that he carried. Though he had ASP and Yuil keys, he wanted to get the right key first so as to not waste any time.

  The leopard did not say anything else on the way up, but he was still holding onto the fox’s elbow. Arcades was hoping that the leopard would not notice the Glock that Arcades was carrying. The fox was now feeling a bit more hopeful than he was feeling before. The fox realized that it really helps to think about the situation instead of panicking. The elevator finally reached the top floor, and the leopard shoved the fox out of the elevator. The leopard pushed Arcades to a set of fancy doors, and he used the collar scanner while still holding onto the fox. The light on the door changed from red to green, and the leopard pushed the door open by shoving Arcades into it. The leopard announced to the fox that they were now at the destination, “Here we are, bitch. Take in the sight, because it’ll be the last glimpse of a nice place that you’ll ever get. When the Foundation takes your ass away, you’re gonna get worse shit than I’m gonna dish out to you.” The leopard pushed Arcades to his knees before pushing him flat on the ground. A metal ring stuck out of the ground in the middle of the floor, and the leopard locked the short chain between the fox’s ankles to the loop in the ground. The leopard stood back up after finishing, “That’ll stop you from going anywhere, bitch. I’m going to get the toys. If you want my advice, prepare your fucking ass and your shit-eating mouth. They ain’t gonna be the same after I’m done with you.”

  The leopard turned around, and Arcades could hear a nearby door close behind him. The fox rolled himself over to his back, and he looked up at the room to see that the leopard was nowhere in sight. Arcades decided that it was either escape now, or lose his virginity and possibly more. Arcades unzipped his back pocket, and he felt the keyring which he always kept. He removed the keyring, and he felt for the ZAK Tools universal handcuff key that was on his keyring. He then moved his wrists beside his body as far as he was able to do so, and he found himself able to see himself open the handcuffs around his wrists. Once he freed his wrists, the fox worked on getting his ankles unlocked. After a short period of time, Arcades was now free again. The fox stood up, and he immediately drew his G17. His hands were still shaking from what almost happened, but he knew that he needed to keep his cool. Arcades wiped the remaining tears from his face using his left arm, and he racked the handgun’s slide when he finished. Arcades held the weapon tightly in his right hand while he waited for the leopard to return. There was no telling what the leopard was going to come back with, but Arcades was not taking any chances. As he trained his sights on the door, his attention turned to all of the ‘decorations’. Many silicone penises populated the tables around the luxury room. Arcades did not understand how one could become so depraved.

  After waiting for a few moments, the door finally opened. The leopard stepped out while holding a large dildo in one hand and a ring gag in the other hand. The leopard was carrying multiple restraints around his shoulders, and he immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw that he was looking down the barrel of a Glock. Arcades did not say anything to the leopard at first, as he was at a loss of words. A bottle of lubricant that the leopard was also holding fell to the floor. Arcades’ hands began to shake slightly as he remembered what the leopard was planning on doing to him. Arcades’ breathing was now noticeably audible as he now struggled to keep his sights trained on the leopard. The leopard pointed at the fox while holding the dildo, “Bitch, you drop that gun right now.” Tears rolled down Arcades’ cheeks. He really wanted to shoot the leopard, but he knew that it would still be wrong to do so. Arcades did not know of any other way to neutralize the anthro that was standing in front of him. The fox briefly remembered that his Oakley SI Assault Gloves featured carbon fiber knuckles. Arcades used a moment of quick thinking.

  The fox removed his left hand from his handgun, and he brought his right hand closer to his body in order to prevent the leopard from disarming him. Arcades tightly clenched his left fist, and he began breathing heavily once more. The fox finally swung as hard as he could at the leopard’s face. The leopard was caught off-guard by the fox’s attack, as he did not notice Arcades’ fist in the dim lights. The leopard dropped the sex toys that he was holding, and Arcades began to beat the leopard with his empty fist and the Glock that he was wielding in his right hand. The leopard was knocked unconscious fairly easily, but Arcades continued to swing away. The more Arcades swung at the downed leopard, the more he began to cry. He eventually got to the point where he broke down into a sobbing mess, and he finally stepped away from the leopard. Arcades looked at his hands, and he could see the leopard’s blood all over his carbon fiber knuckles. Arcades slowly put his handgun away, and he began to cry some more. He looked back at the leopard, which was now profusely bleeding from the mouth and nose.

  Arcades knew that he could not wipe his eyes with his hands, due to the sheer amount of likely HIV-positive blood on them. Arcades instead wanted to get the blood off of his gloves somehow. The fox looked around for a bathroom, but when he entered it, it looked as if it was made specifically for the purpose of having sex inside. Sex toys were all over the counter, and Arcades found even more when he checked the cabinet under the sink. Arcades turned on the water, and he washed the blood off of his gloved hands before stepping back away from the sink. He turned on a light, and he was able to see himself. Dust from his initial entry was still on his uniform, but he managed to get the blood off of his gloves. When Arcades left the bathroom, he turned the lights back off, and he noticed that the leopard was now accumulating a sizable pool of blood on the floor surrounding him. Arcades shook his head and he thought, ‘Did I really beat him up that good?’

  Arcades did not want to spend anymore time here, but he needed to get the leopard’s collar in order to likely access the door that he needed to get to the helipad. After all, he did not know how much time he had until the helicopter came in. Carefully avoiding the hazardous blood that was still dripping from the leopard, Arcades pushed the leopard’s head forwards in order to examine the back of the collar. The collar had the Omega Foundation logo on the back, and Arcades was now almost completely certain that the Omega Foundation was running this hotel. The fox could not find a way to release the collar from the leopard’s neck. He then was able to see a couple of screws that seemed to connect the RFID tag to the collar. Arcades used his multitool in order to remove the tag. He finally stepped away from the leopard, and the fox was ready to get going.

  Arcades first decided to test the tag by waving it in front of the door he came in without fully closing it. The light on the door went from red to green, and this was confirmation of a functional tag to the fox. Arcades stepped out of the room, and he looked up at a nearby stairwell. The stairwell had a sign above it that read, “HELIPAD AND ROOFTOP ACCESS,” and Arcades was now very relieved to see the sign. He wanted to figure out what Omega’s cargo was and get out. He did not want to have another run-in with a sexual deviant ever again. Unfortunately for the fox, he would not get his wish.

  Arcades climbed the stairwell, and he used the RFID tag when he reached the door that connected the building to the rooftop. When Arcades reached the rooftops, he ducked down when he saw a group of eight humans wearing black and blue combat gear. The
men were armed with suppressed FN SCAR-Ls, and they were looking up to the sky. Arcades looked up, and he could barely see the stealth helicopter coming in. The fox concluded that he made it just in time. The men were standing near a large black crate that was completely unmarked. Luckily for the fox, Arcades was not heard by the humans on the roof. Arcades went prone, and he crawled behind a nearby obstruction that he could use as cover. The fox watched as the Stealth Hawk was preparing to land on the helipad on the roof. As the helicopter was approaching, Arcades could notice that the navigation lights on the helicopter had been disabled in an attempt to prevent the helicopter from being spotted whilst flying at night. This only made the fox wonder more of the cargo’s contents.

  The Stealth Hawk landed on the unilluminated helipad, and the helicopter’s door slid open to let another human out. As the human stepped out, the pilot of the Stealth Hawk disabled the engine. Arcades listened carefully to what the humans were speaking of. The man who stepped out began speaking, “What do you have for us today?” The human that he was speaking to was standing next to the black crate. The armored man replied, “We’ve got two of them for you. Our informant picked them out specifically. He told us that these two are ready for anything. When you get them to Facility Five, then you can do all the testing you want with them. He said that these two are exactly what the Foundation is looking for” Arcades did not peek up above as the men talked; Instead, the fox was working on figuring out when he would plant the tracking device he brought with him. He figured that he would plant the tracker on the cargo itself, as he really wanted to know where it would be going. However, he did not want to let the cargo reach its destination. He had no idea what could be inside of the large crate, but he considered how the crew took every precaution to not have the helicopter sorties discovered by anyone.