Alex dipped his had into his pocket and pulled out the small dagger he fitted it into the lock and turned the blade sharply, the door clicked open and Rhys splayed his hand on the wood to push it open further. “Nyx” he whispered the word that allowed him to see through the door and pierce the darkness, he let out a long breath “We were right.” he confirmed. A ripple of excitement went through the four nekos.
“Alli, you first.” Rhys hissed.
Alex nodded, and slipped into the house, he perked his black cat ears and listened to the silence for a moment before creeping down the dark hall. He heard Rhys muttering behind him as the others entered the house. At the end of the hall was a small kitchen, just like they had expected, they all slipped inside and someone flicked the lights on. Alex suppressed a gasp. The kitchen was made from marble, Marble! he didn't think the stuff even existed anymore, let alone in a dump like this.
“Gold mine!” He heard one of the boys say, it sounded like Tux. Alex flattened his ears against his mess of black hair as he stared around the kitchen, so many cupboards, how many contained food? Tux was already at the fridge, his bright green cat ears twitching with excitement, the small, skinny neko had been hungry for days, in fact they all had.
Ollie pulled open a cupboard and grinned, he took his backpack off of his back and set it on the side as he riffled through the store of tins with grubby hands. He pulled most out and dumped them into his pack, no time to be choosy. The humans here had gone out, it wasn’t likely that they would be back until late, but none of them were taking any chances.
Alex pulled the covering off of his face, he usually always wore a black sock like thing that hung around his neck until he pulled it up to cover his mouth and nose, the edge of it coming to just beneath his bright pink eyes. He could feel Rhys watching him so he quickly dropped to his knees and pulled a cupboard open, bleach yum.
He shuffled to the next cupboard, pulling his pack off of his back he set it on the floor and stuffed the crisps and biscuits he had found inside, one of the biscuit packets was already open, five left, he stuffed all of them into his mouth at once and chewed greedily, he choked a little but it was so worth it. He’d choose food over air any day.
He moved onto the next cupboard and just as he pulled it open he heard something that sent a sharp chill down his spine and flattened his ears against his head, the front door slammed open. He jumped to his feet, picking up his bag he slung it onto his back and looked around the kitchen, Tux, Ollie and Rhys were all standing like him, completely still, eyes wide, ears pricked.
He heard Rhys mutter something and then watched as his older brothers eyes flicked to the door way, piercing through the darkness, beyond the kitchen. “Run.” he said, his voice piercing the silence. Tux and Ollie stared at him for a moment “Run!” Rhys said a little louder. There was the sound of a gunshot and Alex felt a hiss of air skitter over his cheek as the bullet streaked past. Tux ran towards the window above the sink and punched it out, he jumped up onto the sink and then outside, Ollie followed, Alex heard heavy foot steps and another gun shot. He didn’t look back as he jumped up onto the sink, the bullet embedding itself into the counter where he had just been standing.
He heard the thud of a fist hitting something and looked over his shoulder, Rhys had hit the man and the gun span across the floor. The man was tall and had much larger muscles, the punch had stunned him more than anything. He was like an animal and unlike Rhys he was well fed… “Rat bastards!” he spat, throwing a punch at Rhys who ducked. He punched the guy in the gut but it hardly seemed to effect him.
He grabbed the neko by his neck and slammed him into the wall “How dare you!” he shouted, then pulled Rhys off of the wall and slammed him into it again, Rhys winced. Alex jumped off of the counter.
“Cleas” he winced as his fingernails extended, sharpened and thickened as he said the word tattooed into his wrist. He jumped at the bear of a man and sunk his nails into his back. The man cried out and whirled, knocking a few plates from the side and onto the floor. Rhys dropped down to his feet and crouched a little as he held his throat for a moment. Alex backed away, his claws had already shrunk back into his hands, he just didn’t have enough energy in him to sustain them and run.
“Hay over here! Meat head!” Rhys shouted. The guy turned, and Alex noticed someone else standing in the doorway, a small woman, her phone to her ear.
“Rhys we have to go!” Alex cried, Rhys followed his gaze to the woman and his eyes widened slightly, the distraction left him open and he received a nasty punch, landing on his cheek. He stumbled into the fridge and the man was on him, laying into him with thick, heavy hands.
The man growled something that Alex didn’t really hear, all he knew was that his brothers face was bloody and the neko was making small noises of suppressed pain.
Alex had to help, but he really didn’t have the energy. His heel knocked into the gun that had span across the floor and he stooped to pick it up, he held it out in front of him with two hands on the butt, one finger on the trigger. “Get off of him!” His hands shook, the woman screamed and in the distance… sirens.
The man turned and looked at Alex, “You can’t shoot me rat.” he snapped “You are already going to be hunted for this!” Alex knew that, but Rhys was hardly moving, he was slumped against the counter, holding his bloody nose with one hand.
“Alex, don’t” his voice thick through the blood. “Don’t condemn yourself.”
Alex was still shaking violently, “Let us leave.” he demanded.
The sirens were close.
“Let us go.”
The man grinned “Shoot me and it will be the last thing you do.”
“Alex.” Rhys said quietly.
The man reached back and took the collar of Rhys’s tatty shirt and pulled him forward, he was going to do something else to Alex’s brother. Alex closed his eyes and fired.
I drew this Picture of Alex.