The short story: "SURPRISE COCKFAGS!"
The long story:
Pvt. Frank Smith and Pvt. Steve Butler, both from Huston Texas, were left on sentry duty along Queen's Street, an old batted up light commercial district in the huge mega city known as Kaliningrad of the Cat Union, the last city the cats still held before their final major defense line before the Great Lakes of North America, the Karov line (which happens to split the city in two). These two friends have been side by side since they joined the Dog Army after the successful invasion of the Cat Union in 139 A.B. They were stationed earlier in the bloody battle of New York of 144 A.B., a mega city by the coastline, which the cats abandon after a year of fighting over as the Dog Union's 'Imperial' Navy was too strong for the Cat Union's Navy to hold out the dog's ships from getting into gun range of the city. But the cats became smarter and moved their lines away from the Dog's Naval range, but into the range cats famous large artillery batteries of Southern Ontario.
The pair have been only stationed in Kaliningrad for two months now, already taking a disliking to the city as for its characteristics of New York, but the whole hellish year of the battle in one month wasn't the worst part, it was the non-stop of artillery bombardments from the cats. They seen some friends and many soldiers who have been here for a year already breaking out in shell shock at the sound of a bang. But now the dogs have learned of the timely bombardments and issue ear plugs to all the soldiers in the city. They all hate it worst when the cats do the dinner special, a heavy barrage meant not only for heavy damage, but in the front line dogs' minds, to make their mess kits spill all over the place while at it. These two don't see a point here, but the Dog Union believes if they can take the State Michigan, then they can easily put the "cats out in the cold" of Canada.
As Frank and Steve walked along the road, a fox from the 32nd Fox Infantry Division came running up. As the fox caught his breath, he struck a casual pose (like most foxes do, to give them a more smarty pants look over other canines) and told them too be extra careful, because the "Crazy Bitch from Hell" was spotted in the area. Steve laughed at this. "No cat can get the best of me, not even a scratch!"
The fox glared at him "Do you know who she is?"
Steve lazed eyed him back "Are you scared of a little girl?"
Frank sighed and popped out a smoke, once his friend gets sexiest, it will take him awhile to STFU.
"No cat can out think me, not even a female" as he taps his helmet. The fox points say "Hey, you got to be serious around her, she once took out a whole Company."
"And the fish tale gets bigger," as Steve cuts in "You know what, if that bitch comes across me, she'll be begging for mercy. She'll be all helpless as all females are in danger."
Mean while, as Steve ranted on, Frank looked back down from staring at the sky, watching some bombers fly by, only to see horror unveil before him. Right behind Steve, appeared the "Crazy Bitch from Hell", as she came jumping out a store window, with a faint sound of a claymore blowing an unlucky pursuing dog to bits in the background.
As Natasha came out the window, she noticed that she took a wrong turn by jumping out the window. Now she has to deal with more of them. As she planed who to hit quickly, as it wouldn't take long for the surprised German Shepard to quickly react. When she heard the voice of the Golden Retriever's sexiest talk, she found her target.
"And then I put my AWR down her throat and blow her good for nothing guts out, if a woman has any!" Steve smirked as the fox tried to saying something again before the both of them noticed Frank's shocked stair. The fox too went into shock. Steve groaned and said "She's right behind me, isn't she?"
And in a reply to his comment, an AP UMPAK-47 round exploded from his skull, spraying blood and his guts all over his friend. The fox yelled and pulled out his Colt.45 only to meet the same rounds that killed Steve. Now totally shocked in horror, Frank fell to his knees in Steve's blood, still cover in his guts and the eye ball hanging from his noise. Natasha came strolling over and glanced at him, then went around the bodies and looted for any goods and their dog tags. When done, Natasha got up and walked away like it was a nice sunny summer day, swinging the dog tags she collected today in her hand. Frank looked at her for awhile before screaming "KILL ME!" but she continues to stroll down the street and around the corner as if she didn't hear him. Natasha thinks this is a more suited ending for him, left alive after a horrid encounter and to be able to tell the tail to others, to make them shit themselves too. Boy, does she love psychological warfare (but not as much as the killing part).
If you manage to read to the end of this, good job, you deserve a cookie :3
Anyways, this took me from some time in April till now to complete. It was the linearting part that took the longest, its the most boring part there is when digitally doing it
Anyways, some more story bits from my story for you to enjoy..... if you care about it *sniff*
I worked my ass off in detail for this one, not as much as my GA to
drawing wise, but digitally, a bit more, I think
You may not notice, since this image is at 50% of original, the detail I put in some parts, like the eyes.
Ah, what the hell, I'll just STFU now so you can comment on my wonderful picture! And fav it too...... you know you want to!
AWR (like you can bloody see it) & UMPAK-47 design (C)
UMPAK-47 edits, name and colouring (C) Me
Natasha Dimochka Ivanova (C) Me
Art Work (C) Me
Cat Wars (C) Me