CHAPTER 1

PROJECT D.E.A.T.H.

"Daddy!" A little brown female squirrel shouted with excitement while she ran down the narrow hallway of a top secret facility. While she ran, a piece of paper that she was holding was flying in the air. She ran into a room and ran to an adult male brown squirrel working on his computer. "Daddy!" She shouted again.

The brown squirrel was startled. He looked away from his computer screen and faced her, "What is it?"

The girl handed the man the paper.

The man studied it. He then looked away from it and smiled, "Very nice." He looked at the paper again.

The paper had a kid drawn picture of the girl and her father.

The man picked her up and sat her on his lap, "This looks just like me."

"I just drew it", she said with pride.

The man set it aside, "I'll hang it on my wall later."

The girl stared at the computer screen wondering what all the numbers on the monitor represented. She pointed to the screen, "Daddy, what do these numbers all say?"

Her father looked at the computer screen and easily answered her question, "Those are some of the formulas telling about Project D.E.A.T.H."

It all came to the girl, "I know about that."

The man smiled, "Of course you know and you're going to be one of the people to tell to the world what Project D.E.A.T.H. really is."

The girl smiled back at him.

All of sudden a group of Street Punks came through the door with guns in their hands pointing them at all the people who were in there.

"Everyone put your hands in the air and follow my every command", a grey fox said.

"What if we don't?" One man said.

The grey fox thought, 'What a stupid question.' He pointed his gun at the man and shot him in the head.

The man fell to the floor bleeding from his skull.

The grey fox looked at the rest of them with annoyance, "You bastards want to ask more dumb ass questions!"

The father whispered down to his daughter while he had his hands in the air, "Get out of here, right now."

The girl shook her head, "No, I won't leave you", she whispered back.

A red porcupine apart of the Street Punks looked over to the father and daughter, "Hey quiet! Unless you want to say hi to a bullet."

The girl held on to her father, "Dad, I'm scared."

"I said quiet!" His shouting was put to rest when the grey fox put his hand on the porcupine's shoulder.

"Easy, Appex. I got it covered." The grey fox walked over to the girl and her father slowly. He formed an evil smirk, "My commands are simple. Tell me what I want to hear and the rest of your staff will be unharmed."

"What do you want?" He asked nervously.

"I want to know about Project D.E.A.T.H."

The man's eyes widened, "I won't tell you anything nor will the rest of us."

The grey fox's smirk turned into a frown.

"What do you want us to do, Lance?" A brown chipmunk asked.

The fox faced his servants, "Kill every damn person in this god damn room!"

All of the Street Punks started to use their guns and shot every person they saw.

Lance pointed his gun at the girl's father.

The girl was frightened. She didn't want to lose her father so soon, "Don't kill him!" She begged.

Lance was annoyed by the girl, "Stay outta my way!" He used his gun and hit the girl on the side of her head with it.

She fell to the ground bleeding from her head. She held the side of her head. She cried when she saw blood dripping from her head.

"I said move bitch!" Lance used his foot and kicked the girl to the side.

"Kayla!" The father began to cry also. He didn't want to see his daughter getting tortured like this.

Lance pointed the gun to his head, "I'll give you death all right." He pulled the trigger and shot the man in his forehead.

He fell to the floor bleeding to death from his head, "Kayla...run..." He at last passed out and died.

The girl then made a run for it out the emergency exit while crying.

Lance didn't care about the girl at the time. When he returned to his team, they were waiting for his next order.

"We killed every person in the facility. What do we do now?" Appex said.

"Not everyone, Appex. What about the girl?" A green and black squirrel said.

Lance looked around the bloody room, "Who gives a shit. Let's go."

The chipmunk stopped his leader, "Do you think she would tell the cops about us?"

Lance hit his head with his fist, "A strong possibility. We gotta find that brat and soon."