The Torn and The Broken

A long time ago, there was a criminal on the loose. He was named "The Mulk". He was a Fox. It was raining hard, that day.

The First Death
''It was the young orphaned Tiger who was wandering through the jungle that was murdered. That one young Tiger had his fur all brushed up the wrong way and most of his claws were broken. The Tiger had cuts everywhere and one of his eyes were swollen. He began to rest in near a river.''

''    "Hello.  Can you help me?" The Tiger asked. The future pulled out a knife and plunged it into the tiger.''

''    "Mulk," he replied. He sliced a whole in the tigers chest and took out his heart. "Mulk," he said. Then the river flooded.''

The Second Death
''A tiny wolf waddled through the cave. Water dripped from the ceiling and landed on him. "'''Help!! I'm LOST!!  Mama!!  Papa!!" '''he cried, chilled to the bone. His voice echoed aimlessly through the cave. The wolf cradled his burnt paw and his ripped tail bled on the floor. The wolf started to cry, and the cave started to flood with big salty tears.''

''"Mulk mulk mulk," a voice said. A sharp stone pierced through flesh, and shrieks of pain were everywhere. Shik, shik, shik, went the knife. Shik shik. A heart came out.''

The Third Death
''A bear cub shuffled his way through the river. Water tore at his paws and swept him away. He was banged against rocks and tossed of a small waterfall. The cub hacked up water and gulped for air, becoming weak. The chilly water led to a huge waterfall that seemed to go on forever. "NO!!" the poor thing tried. He snagged his paw on a rock. "HAAALLLPPPPP!!!" The water hungrily tugged on him.''

''Shik. Shik. Shik. Blood flowed down the waterfall, and his heart disappeared. "Mulk"''

The Fourth Death
''A snake. The final victim of The Mulk. The Burnese Python was young, but he was stranded on a rock. He wiggled weakly, vultures soaring over him. "'''Thisssssss issssssn't happening!!" 'He sobbed. He tried to catch a mouse, but he was stuck under a stick. He thrashed around, screaming for help. His blood-circulation was weak. Not enough blood was going around.

"Mulk."

The Torn And The Broken
A black wolf with pink eyes, pink antlers, and a oink scarf was taking a walk. She was named ''Chrysanthemum. ''Chrysanthemum passed the edge of a flooded forest. She passed a flooded cave. She passed a swollen waterfall and a barely seen water-covered rock. She continued on and stopped at the end of the river. At the end of the river was 4 bodies with large gashes in their chest.

"Oh!!" Chrysanthemum cried. 2 Black figures appeared. They all had torn chests. The Tiger stepped forward. "Um... hello?"

"Meow."

"Umm..."

"Meow meow meow."

"Umm... Err... Excuse me, could you speak wolf?" Chrysanthemum asked. The Broken Wolf stepped forward.

"He says to look behind you." The Phantom Wolf Said. Chrysanthemum glanced behind. A bear and a snake were closing in on her from behind.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr," the bear said.

"Hsssssssssssssssssss" the snake hissed.

Chrysanthemum let out a shriek. They were closing in on her, when the tiger let out a command. "Meow meow."

They all disappeared.

They still search for Mulk.

I know that this story sucks, but I don't care.