The Fox's Lament

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(April 13th Corneria City)

Kursed made her way from place to place hoping she'd run into one of the aliases of Lament's that she was familiar with. It never even dawned on her that a lowlife like Lament would be staying in the most expensive hotel in the city, she must have passed it at least four times moving from one place to another. Her first places to check were the local bars, she was all too familiar with his love for Scotch, but none of them had seen anyone matching his description. As she made her way from building to building Kursed thought to herself; Lament must be in the city for a job of some sort but, for what she didn't know...She was aware of his hatred for Corneria City and was well aware that it would take nothing short of a job to get him there and a high paying one at that...But luckily for her word tends to get around fast in Lylat, rumors of an assassination attempt had made it to the lower classes of the city. As she blew by a local restaurant she overheard something between a brown wolf and a raccoon...

On catching the word assassination she quickly turned back, "Whoa...excuse me but could you repeat that?"

"What?" The raccoon asked, "About the council meeting? Well word has it that there's going to be an assassination tomorrow during the public council meeting in the square. I personally think it'll be Correl Hashan, too many people don't like his political views."

Kursed reached into her pockets and handed the raccoon a fist full of credits, "Thank you sir."

Kursed rushed out into the square and was appalled by the setup; the massive amount of chairs were set in a semi-circular pattern around the podium and council seats, the entire place was surrounded by tall skyscrapers and buildings...even an amateur sniper could pick any animal he or she wanted out of the thousands and nobody would know where it came from for hours. As she examined the buildings she took record of the ones that posed the best views...Hitting someone from far away wasn't Lament's style but, he'd go to any length to keep the blame from himself, even it he was nowhere near there she had to make sure, she couldn't waste an opportunity to take the fox down. She went from one building to the other looking for any sign of his presence...unfortunately the first building she searched turned out to be an old abandoned warehouse, she was using a cloaking device to keep from being seen, all she found in the building were a few homeless animals and your common pest infestations, the second building in the area was a large restaurant but no reservations had been made by the fox in the photo she had of him...to Lament's bad luck however that last place she searched was The Lylat Arms Hotel. She found the lobby to be incredibly inviting, the carpet was a crimson color with golden etchings of elaborate designs , several indoor plants were scattered about the room giving it a very natural look and feel, a soft music played from speakers in the ceiling. The receptionist was a pink furred echidna, she was dressed professionally, and a pair of small square glasses sat in front of her brown eyes...

"Excuse me but has this person checked into this hotel?" Kursed asked handing the young echidna Lament's photo.

"I'm sorry ma'am but I'm not allowed to give out that information..." The receptionist said in a kind voice.

"Look..." Kursed said with a sigh, "...it's very important that I find this man as soon as possible..."

"Your ex?" The echidna cut her off, her attitude seemed to be against the Lament at this point.

"Yes..." Kursed lied trying to play on the girl's apparent hatred for men, "...he didn't take the news too well when I got pregnant...he's been trying to hide from me."

Those were apparently the right words, as Kursed could have sworn she saw the girls eyes set to flame...

"Oh really..." She growled, "...just so happens I have seen him. Room 615 on the 23rd floor...here's the back up key."

Kursed started off for the elevator before the girl grabbed her wrist, she sat a piece of paper in Kursed's palm and winked before letting her go. She was a bit confused but, Kursed had the info she needed and headed into the elevator across the room. As the lift slowly made it's way past the building's many floors Kursed unfolded the piece of paper and read what was on it...

Don't be afraid to give it a try...

Kursed couldn't really believe what she'd just read, "Is she hitting on me?"

She was flattered...hell even a little curious, but now wasn't the time she had someone to kill. The elevator stopped and she made her way through the halls until she finally came to the room she'd been told she'd find him in...she could hear the constant flow of a shower as she placed her ear against the door. This was her perfect opportunity to get the drop on him. She slid the key through the scanner which beeped to assure her that for the next 30 seconds the door would be unlocked. As she crept slowly into the elaborate room she instantly noticed an archaic high powered rifle laying on the large bed...he obviously wanted to make this messy as hell, a blaster rifle would have done the job just fine...but a rifle of the caliber he was using could literally behead the poor target. It was as she studied the room she realized that due to he quick exit of her ship she was unarmed. Suddenly the bathroom door hissed as it opened, the nude fox emerged with his face buried in a towel as he was drying his face. Kursed, in an instance of desperation tucked and rolled into the lowest compartment of the opened closet just in to her left; the closet was more of a large wardrobe, it had several smaller compartments above her. Her action caused the door to pull itself shut a bit, luckily Lament was drying his face this whole time. Kursed began to panic slightly as he approached the closet and pulled the door open, as he did this there was a knock on the door and Lament turned letting the closet door swing open on it's own...

"Room service..." A voice called.

"Just leave it near the door, I'm not decent at the moment."

Her current position in the closet kept her face parallel with his thighs, which didn't help as his swaying tail kept brushing against her nose threatening to make her sneeze, it didn't help that she could see parts of his anatomy that she wished she hadn't...even though she hated his guts she couldn't help but to stare; she'd not seen a male in some time, and he was rather attractive despite all other things. As she fought to keep herself from sneezing Lament turned to face the closet, this position wasn't much better for Kursed. She tried to move her head further away from the appendage but, the space in the closet was very narrow...She had to turn her head to one side to keep it from hitting the end of her nose. She was relieved when he turned around and slid on a new pari of jeans. As he turned back to face the closet again Kursed noticed something, a scar just above his waist line to the left of his naval, an obvious stab wound, very similar to one she'd seen somewhere before. She was much further relieved when he walked away swinging the closet most of the way shut. He walked to the door where he pulled in a small cart...there were several plates of food, and to no surprise a bottle of Scotch. Lament took several things off of each plate and the bottle and headed back to a leather couch where he turned on a rather large T.V that Kursed could clearly see through the closet door which was only made up of overlapping wooden planks. He flipped from channel to channel until he reached some sort of history channel which brought up a special that Kursed didn't want to see or hear...The Life and Trials of Fox McCloud...

As the two hour show ended Lament said something that was far too muffled and low toned for her to hear. Lament turned off the T.V and started toward his bed taking a very heavy swig from the bottle of Scotch, Kursed noticed that he actually looked depressed, the quickly draining bottle was enough to prove that. There was very little left in the bottle before he set it down and lay down on his bed. Almost another hour went by before Kursed was able to hear him snoring; she stepped out of the closet and looked around...she found that his pistol was on the top shelf of the closet and quickly retrieved it. She slowly crept to his bedside...she'd always been amazed at how much he looked like Fox, but Fox didn't snore, he'd also never lower himself to killing an innocent, especially for money. She set the barrel of the pistol just above his forehead and squeezed the trigger...

CLICK...

Though the weapon was silenced there was no sound, no blood, the weapon's magazine was not loaded. It was just then that she looked onto Lament's face as a huge smile spread across his lips. She tried to jump away but she was too late, Lament's powerful paws grasped her wrists and his legs wrapped about her waist. He quickly thrust his weight to one side rolling himself into a sitting position on her waist while pinning down her arms...

"Hello gorgeous..." He smiled.

He placed her wrists together and held them with a single hand while he stripped the weapon from her hands, he chuckled a bit as he ejected the empty magazine...but then to her great fear she heard a new magazine enter the weapon. He placed the corner of the barrel on her temple slowly running it through her fur until it rest between her breasts...

"This one's loaded..."

As he said this she felt a painful burning in her chest...her vision started to blur...after all the chasing and swearing to Fox's memory she'd failed, to die at the hands of the same person that had killed him...

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