I was looking through some past stories I've written and found one I think I wrote a month or more ago. So, I decided to share it with everybody here since I have no digital art to share. XP
The POV is that of my OC Ink Raven's here is the only picture I have of her where she's wearing the outfit she has in this story --> Anthro Ink by MeannCat on DeviantArt
And here is her friend Blitz --> Happy to Help by MeannCat on DeviantArt


Betrayal

Blitz smiled at me and held a paper plate with a small pile of brownies on it out to me. "My maid Dorie made them."

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded.

"She always makes the best brownies!" I exclaimed taking the brownie on top of the pile.

"I agree." he responded.

I was about to take a bite of brownie but noticed that he hadn't taken one to eat himself. Why was that? He loved brownies, at least every time we've eaten brownies he acted like he loved them.

"Aren't you gonna eat one too?" I asked.

"I had some at the mansion." Blitz answered, chuckling lightly. "Didn't have the patience to wait until I met you here."

I shrugged. "Makes sense."

And then I sank my teeth into the brownie, finding that it had nuts in it. Yummy! I smiled as I ate the brownie, savoring ever delectible bite. But half way through I found that it tasted oddly...what was this weird flavor? For all the brownies I've ever eaten none had this particular flavor.

"Blitz what's in the-e-e-~"

I couldn't finish as I began to sway on my feet, my eyes beginning to feel heavy. My vision soon started to blur, so I blinked my eyes to clear them. Once...twice...a soft thud was heard as I collapsed. And for the third and final time I opened and closed my eyes, Blitz had gotten close to me with his devilish smile, I knew all too well.

"Sweet dreams, Ink." he said.

And then everything had gone black...
...time skip...

I awoke to find myself in a pearly white cell, though that was all I could see at first when I came to. When I carefully sat up and rubbed my eyes to get them to wake up too, I felt the a stiff sheet beneath me. The matress could be comfier though, but who was I to complain considering what just happened. At least it was just some sleeping drug rather poison, which might I add Blitz has a never ending supply of it seems.

When my vision had cleared I was able to see more detail of the room I was in, which in truth was white. But a line seperating the metal on the walls could be seen here and there, the cell bars were glowing pinks rods of energy with obvious electric properties. You could practically see the electricity zapping off them.

The bed I was on was just a thin matress attached to a plate of metal that folded out of the wall. To my right, which would be the opposite wall of the cell bars was a white table and chair. Not far from them was a sink sticking from the wall and a toilet right in the corner. Like hell I'd use a toilet where others would see me! I like my privacy.

Speaking of being watched, when I got up and looked out of the bars a mobian in uniform was walking down the hall. And a camera was pointed directly at my cell. I smiled and waved at the camera.

"Hiya! Can I ask who has me captive?"

"She's awake!" the guard exclaimed and ran my way.

I smiled cheerfully at him. "Yeah, excuse me. My friend drugged me and I don't know where I am now."

He made a weird face of disbeleif. "You're a prisoner of the Resistence..."

"Oh okay." I replied and returned to sitting on the bed.

"Yeah~" he started but was interrupted by a call on his watchphone. "Yeah....Alright I'm coming." he takes one more look at me. "Weirdo."

He hangs up and walks away. I wave goodbye even if he didn't see me, when he was gone I looked back at the camera and smiled again before laying down, backwards. I reached into my boot, pretending to scratch my leg and found my blade was missing from my boot.

Scrap.

I'm weaponless...I shouldn't be surprised though, the Resistence aren't amateurs so of course they would've searched me for weapons. Though they don't even know what I fight with...why would they take random metal objects I had crammed in my boots?

After a moment's thought on that question I shrugged and just stared up at the blank white ceiling.

The good thing about my situation is, I don't have to do anything. The bad thing...I'm stuck in a jail cell and can't do anything. Yeah that's right, what's good about this is also what's bad about this.You can find the good in the bad and the bad in the good.

Which doesn't much help my situation, does it?

Nope.

I guess I can try to figure out a way I can escape this place..awe, but how am I supposed to get my blades back? They are the only ones made in this fricken' time period. And they are made specifically for me to use. Maybe I can make a deal with the Resistence? Would they even accept a deal?