Queen Of Anarchy Book 2:Roadkill's Initation

Queen of Anarchy: Chapter 2 - Roadkill’s Initiation By Jessica Kylie Nichols-Vernon aka HawlSera

A Brief Word from the Author: Hello

Several Brief Words from the Author: I’d like to dedicate this chapter and all subsequent chapters to #Blacklivesmatter. It is disgusting how the police keep shooting down young black man who performed the obviously unholy crimes of Walking While Black or perhaps even worse Minding Own Business I do not support the Police Department as I feel they no longer serve and protect but have become a legalized form of organized crime.

Dedicated in loving memory to Tim Ray Locklear aka Chief - Chief I have accepted your apology, may you find peace with your mother on the other side. And for my own sanity I pray you’ve learned how to tell a joke by the time I join you in the hereafter.

Special Thanks: Xodiac for Editing Help

Cover Art by NovelTeeth - http://www.furaffinity.net/user/novelteeth

Dying really puts things into perspective. Viper hadn’t been leading that meaningful a life, and it was hard to believe one gerbil and her ragtag group of misfits could make a real difference in the world. A difference achieved through crimes and shenanigans, but a difference nonetheless. She acted tough and got presents from the underworld, but she wouldn’t be so lucky next time if she didn’t make some form of real contribution to the world at large, something that really left a mark that just screamed, Viper was here! She was thinking about what she could do in addition to actually research The Great Snakes. After three years of wearing their symbol as a tramp stamp it would be nice to finally know what the ouroboros on her rump symbolized. The young gerbil could not even recall where she had even seen the symbol. Was it on some TV show or was it just on the wall at the parlor? The discovery of the symbol was no big event to her at all.

Viper was still her normal self, and not the more flattering specimen of femininity that she had been the night she killed Bad Wolf. Now that she was back to being her normal self, rather than a buxom bombshell, the fanciful red dress she’d taken to wearing no longer felt appropriate. For that matter, it no longer fit. Now Viper was now adorned in a simple white shirt and some random boxers she found in Roadkill’s bedroom. It wasn’t a perfect fit, either - in fact they were too big for her - but at least they weren’t awkward like the dress had been, once her body had changed back to its normal height. She hadn’t been surprised to see her taller, prettier form wear off. The Power of the Viper did only work at night, she was told, though they never said anything about it working only once. Viper realized this limitation meant she wouldn’t use it very frequently, which might be a good thing. She could do all sorts of suspicious things, and none of them would be linked to her normal form! Heck, she might even get away with more things if she did them in that big breasted form, as society seemed to think that beautiful people could do no wrong. Viper had learned, much to her disgust, that society gave women with curves a lot of opportunities that they simply didn’t hand out to tomboys like herself. Viper’s mother often told her of this, and it was the main reason why not only did they favor her sister over her but had even sprung for her to have Breast Augmentation Nano done.

Currently on TV was a news report about Bad Wolf’s death. Viper turned the volume up. She wanted to hear about her handiwork in dispatching him, and desired to know if it looked like a suicide like she had hoped it would. A weasel woman in a suit, looking attractive and young while still maintaining that she was serious and professional was giving the report.

Good evening. On Halloween Night, just feet away from Miyamoto Nook’s sponsored Orphanage Fundraiser Banquet, police located the body of notorious gang leader, ‘Bad Wolf,’ a mentally ill individual who has evaded the law for years. Bad Wolf had several warrants out for alleged misunderstandings like Murder, Biped Trafficking, and Armed Robbery, and was even rumored to be involved in several bodies found outside of town in the deserts - one of which has recently been confirmed to include local runaway and dangerous thug Valerie Godwell, a 17-year-old gerbil who had ran away from home. Viewers may be familiar with the allegations that state her to be the female delinquent known on the streets as Viper. White Rook Local News sends its condolences out to the Godwell Family and we are pleased to know that we have heard the last of the Vicious Viper…. if they were the same… I mean...

Viper fairly snarled in frustration. That Bad Wolf was listed as being mentally ill while Viper was considered the real threat came as no surprise to the gerbil. Wolves were capable of no wrongdoing in the eyes of the public. If someone did something worth doing they were or were driven to do it by a wolf. If a wolf did something wrong there were probably a reason for it. As a result Viper was far more annoyed at hearing her own name and even more so at being referred to as a delinquent, as opposed to a leader of a crime syndicate. And to have her gender thrown in, to give the impression that she couldn’t have been as serious as other gang leaders because she had a vagina. Just as much as she hated that, she detested the name Valerie Godwell. That was a life she had left behind. She didn’t consider the two lives at all the same, and she wasn’t happy when others did. But at least people thinking she’s dead will allow her to lay low for a while.

The newscaster continued her report as Viper watched from Roadkill’s House. Viper had asked to spend some time at his house, since she wasn’t sure she wanted to face her entire gang, yet. Even if she weren’t legally dead, every hotel except perhaps the shadiest required an extensive background check involving swiping one’s ID through a computer. It checked for warrants, outstanding fines, and a Minority Runaway list. If any of these pop up, the hotel could refuse to give you a room, even if the sentence for them had already been served. Viper had run away from her home two years ago, and would be on this list as a runaway till her 18th birthday next year. Luckily, though, she could use motels after this because Valerie had yet to be actually charged with anything. Only Viper was wanted.

Forensics has reported that Bad Wolf died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound. His reasons for doing so are believed to be a bite administered to his neck by a Daboia, an Asian Snake commonly referred to as the Chain Viper which had nearly paralyzed him. Though the identity of Bad Wolf cannot be confirmed, it is believed he used a gene machine illegally at some point to avoid possible identification. Though officials decree that they can confirm this is indeed the real Bad Wolf. Citizens are relieved, Bad Wolf’s mental illness was so severe that Mayor Sanburg urged police not to actively pursue him due to the number of officers who wound up dead, including the former chief of police, Lt. Bradwell. We may never know who Bad Wolf really was, but one thing's for sure, the citizens of White Rook can rest a little easier. I’m Loretta Bronsly with White Rook Local News, and now a special report about Ay-Lay, the four armed genetic mutate doe pop sensation and her upcoming benefit concert for…..

Viper picked up the remote and changed the channel, searching for something other than vacuous crap. There hasn’t been anything good on TV in decades, she muttered under her breath. I should really double check the Movie Stream for documentaries on those snakes. She had originally looked for documents after searching all over for the Anarchial Sisterhood book she found in this very house before it mysteriously disappeared. Even more strangely her memories of it were fuzzy despite having just read parts of it last night, but she remembered some basic things. Most of it was just the obvious stuff though, but stuff she could get behind. A big main idea was everyone wielding an equal and great amount of power so that no one could rule over anyone else. Mostly just the morals of kid’s shows given some spiritual flavor text to help someone going through a midlife crisis or the hopelessly gullible - nothing of proper substance. The government kept general-access information vague to prevent unlicensed mages from popping up all over. It made people feel as though they were learning about the spiritual even though they really weren’t, which was exactly how they wanted it.

Like oh my various gawds, a teenaged fox was gushing at the camera. Viper had cycled around the entire channel lineup. Ay-Lay is just so adorable! Her pudge is so cuuute! A teenage fox girl said, she was a little chubby, like some of Ay-Lay’s fans she had been trying to put on a few pounds. Ay-Lay’s figure wasn’t blubbery, but she definitely had some meat on her bones. She was like this intentionally, and it was one of the various things that had made her a hit. Most celebrities were afraid to be anything other than busty twigs, so it was a gamble, but men liked her body, women liked her promoting a more truthful