Dylan was frozen, his hands covering his mouth to prevent screaming. The fox's eyes burned through him like fire, unblinking and non moving. It slowly began to pace towards him, which freaked him out even more. But what freaked Dylan out the most was when it began to rub against him like a cat. All he could do was stare with confusion as it began to lick his hand. Quickly, he pulled his arm away, afraid that it would bite. "W-what kind of fox are you..?!" He stuttered. All it did was look up at him with caring eyes.
As cute as it was, Dylan reached for the door, knowing that it wasn't safe to keep a wild animal in an apartment. But as soon as he made contact with the doorknob, It jumped up at him in rage, obviously showing a sign that it did not want to leave. "Ow!" Dylan exclaimed, stepping away. "Did you just bite me? I think it's bleeding... oww..." He rubbed his injured arm in pain. His attention was quickly driven back to the fox as it gave a curious whine. It began to rub against him once more and gave him a look as if it was sorry.
"You are one weird fox..." Dylan mumbled, still slightly in shock. But with sudden realization, he facepalmed and said "Aaannd I'm still talking out loud to myself." He noticed the pain in his arm had subsided a bit, and he felt too awake to go back to sleep, so he decided to do the most normal thing he does, which is play video games. Cautiously, he stepped around the fox, hoping not to make any contact as he made his way to his GameboxX. He pressed the power button, followed by popping a disc out of it's case and into the slot. Even as he was drawn into the pixelated light of the TV, the fact that there was a fox in his home still gnawed at the back of his mind. For good measure, he glanced back at it, only to see it licking up a glass of root beer. "How did you get that?" Dylan asked in a confused voice. The wild animal looked up and licked the root beer foam off of it's lips.
Dylan watched it in wonder if he'd hit his head or something, but the game's voice interrupted his thought, yelling CHOOSE YOUR PLAYER throughout his home. He quickly focused back on his virtual world, picking out the character he always picked and pressed start. The fox watched from the distance as he pressed multiple buttons, and twitched his ears at the 8bit soundtrack. It paced over towards the TV as if it was being drawn to it, and was soon sitting right next to Dylan. Neither of them noticed, however, since the neon lighting of the game commanded their attention. But after a bit, Dylan was surprised to hear the game's voice call out to him again, yelling PLAYER TWO HAS JOINED! Looking over, he saw the fox easily managing the simple 2 buttoned, single joystick-ed controller. He watched, sure that he was hallucinating, as it defeated 27 enemy attackers in a row, a combo he couldn't possible reach. Realizing that he was loosing heath, however, Dylan focused back on the game, and the two both blasted through the stars until 2:00 am.
Around that time, Dylan finally felt drowsiness seep back into him. Once they both reached the final save point, he pressed the power button on the GameboxX, as tempting as it was to continue to the next level. But to his surprise, he heard the familiar pittering of the rain on his window. His eyes drove him to staring out the window, into the towering, dark clouds covering the deep blue, early morning sky. Watching as the rain drenched the city beyond his window, he wondered if it will become clear by the time he wakes up once more. But a bright strike of lightning lit up the city, causing Dylan's wonders to turn into nightmares. Thunder boomed seconds later, causing the fox's ears to perk up. It did like Dylan and looked out the window, noticing a second strike of lightning dancing among the clouds. The fox knew what to do... it knew it was time. It's attention snapped back to the GameboxX. By pressing the power button and sliding out the disc, the TV screen was left with nothing but an INSERT GAME screen. Having done it's part right, the fox looked behind it's shoulder to see Dylan, curled up in a ball, slowly rocking back and forth in the corner of the room, wearing a panicked, fearful face.
Noticing the wild animal's eyes pointing towards him, he glanced back with eyes wide with fright. It gave a nod, signing for him to come. But Dylan's eyes only got bigger as he noticed how close it was to the TV. "W...what are you doing?!" He asked in a shrill voice. "Get away from that...! Get away!" He began to breath heavily, hoping the fox would do what he asked. But instead, it only gave another nod. In another shrill voice, Dylan cried "Do you want to die?! G-get away from that! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!" His eyes began twitching, angered that the fox wouldn't listen, but scared that it would get electrocuted at the same time. Instead of listening to his pleas, however, it's eyes continued to stare into him, not budging an inch. Dylan realized that it wasn't going to move, and began hoping it didn't die. But he then remembered how smart that fox was, and decided to trust him this time.
Forcing his fears away, he inched closer and closer to the fox, following it's commands instead of vise-versa. Soon, he was side by side with it, still confused as to what it wanted. But then a wild thought crosses his mind.
This fox wants to kill me! It all makes sense, it fooled me into trust, and came in for the kill now, while I'm vulnerable... But then why is he sitting next to me? Is he sacrificing himself or something? Or... am I wrong? I don't know... maybe I'm just going crazy. Besides, what fox does this anyway? I think I might've hit my head or something...
Dylan took one last confused glance at the fox, and it glanced back with gleaming eyes.
One bright bold of lightning struck down upon Earth, followed by 2 inhabitants getting absorbed into a gaming console.
3: Chapter 3