Well, it's been a great run so far. I've completed the first half of my story, found a bunch of other ones just as interesting, and made some great friends along the way. And now, we're all one big happy group, ready to show everyone else that there's more to furry fanfiction than just sex.
However, there comes a time when a writer has to sit down and think hard about what direction his story's going to take next. I'm not going to lie to you guys; the second half of LITA is going to be a LOT harder to write than the first. That means I might need more than a week for each chapter. But fear not, my friends, because I've got something planned that'll tide everyone over if I'm taking a longer time than I should.
Let's take a moment and flash back to roughly a month after Z-Day...
Uuuuuugh.... Why is my body still so freaking sore? Those scientists said I should be fine after I woke up...
Okay, let me take this slowly. My body still feels like it just ran a marathon, but it's my other senses that worry me. I remember my vision blurring up and my ears not working during the transformation process, but hopefully nothing's been permanently messed up. I can hear machines beeping and people taking, so no problems there.
Good. Now let's hope my eyes still work...
Even though they were closed, I could tell the room was well-lit. I slowly opened one eye to adjust myself to the light, but a quick glance to my right made both of my eyes open wide.
I was in a hospital-looking room, but I wasn't the only one in here. I raised my head and took a look around in complete bewilderment. There were at least ten other beds in here, all of which were occupied by other people. But they weren't really people at all, at least not anymore.
They were hybrids. Half human, half animal. Just like what I'm supposed to be now.
Oh my God... I'm a... What am I, exactly?
I'm a furry, that's what....
I realized that I wasn't restrained to the bed anymore, save for an IV drip stuck to one of my wrists. I began to pull it out, but paused once I got a good look at my new hands. They were still in the same general shape as before, but now with pads and small claws thrown in. My arms were slightly more muscular than I remember, but all things considered, that's not a bad thing at all. Now this is getting really freaky as it is, but I decided to keep going. I reached up and felt around my new face. My ears had moved to the top of my head, my nose was completely different and perpetually wet, and now I had whiskers.
Jesus Christ, whiskers? Really? What, do I have a tail too?
But before I could figure that one out for myself, one of the scientists from earlier walked in, saw that I was awake, and stopped to grab some clothes from a nearby closet. He walked over to my bed and tossed the clothes to me, which landed in my lap. Nothing flashy, just a pair of shorts and a light t-shirt.
"I see you're awake" he said in a calm, collected tone. "Good. You're the first one up today, so you'll have the honor of getting an explanation first. Put these on, and go into the next room when you're ready." He pointed at a door on the left side of the room. "The HAC higher-ups are waiting for you inside. But don't get used to seeing 'em, it's unlikely that you'll never talk to those people again after this. They just want to formally welcome you to our company the only way they can."
I sluggishly got out of the bed and picked up the clothes. "All right. Thanks" I said to the scientist. He nodded, and then walked over to another hybrid, monitoring the machines next to it.
Standing up was difficult at first, but I managed to regain my balance and put on the shirt and shorts. Before going into the next room, I tried walking some of the numbness off by pacing around the room. Every other hybrid was out cold, but would most likely feel and think exactly what I did as soon as they wake up. They seemed to be only based on animals that you wouldn't want to run into in the wild. I saw four wolves, a panther, three leopardesses, and two foxes. I'm sure that this wasn't even scratching the surface...
Once I decided that enough of the numbness had worn off, I walked briskly to the door, with my heart pounding and my brain on the verge of exploding with questions.
All right. With this, my new life in this apocalypse officially begins...
I opened the door. There was nothing inside except for a long table with several people in suits and others in lab coats sitting there, and one small seat for whoever they're talking to. Namely, me.
The man in the center of the table stood up.
"Ah, Mr. Morris, do come in. Or do you prefer Harry?"
"Kinda, yeah" I replied.
"Well regardless, please take a seat. I'm sure you have plenty of questions, but we have all the answers right here..."
~~~Life in the Apocalypse Origins~~~
Every significant character gets one!
Basically, I'm going to write one of these when I can't think of anything else to contribute to the main story for the time being. But everyone loves filler, right? WRONG. People only like filler when it's coherent to the plot, unlike all the shit I've seen some of my favorite animes do...
To conclude, welcome to Team Serious Plot!
Read everything everyone here puts up! And I do mean EVERYONE when I say that...