First Chapter of Future Stories: Part 1

Rosie is a Rottweiler cross. She was going to be a guard dog. But the person didn't want a female dog. He was looking for another male, like his two dobermans. So dumped the pup on the street when she was only three months old. She would have died if Rita hadn't found her and took her in. Life was hard for Rosie, being only a pup. But her being a pup meant people were more welling to give her food. Which mean she didn't have to steal, unlike the rest of her family/pack.

She had to learn quickly to survive on the streets. Good thing she had five good teachers. But she does long to see what life would be like if she had a proper home. She is now six months old and her life is about to change again, all thanks to a kitten.

Rosie's POV

"Hey wake up Rosie" Rita says nudging me gently. I was asleep curled up in out bed.

"Five more minutes" I mumble. Curling into a tighter ball. She nudges me harder. "Ok, I'm up. I'm up" I say with yawn and stretch. "Must we always get up so early?" I ask her.

"The earlier we get up, the more time we have to search for food and objects" she states. "Besides, it's time for your firs time out alone" she reminds me.

"I can't wait, I'll bring something worth while" I tell her.

"I'm sure you will" she says ruffling my fur.

"Lets go girls" Dodger calls. We leave. "Howl if you run into trouble" he tells me. I nod my head.

"Looks like it'll rain tonight" Rita states looking up at the clouds.

"Don't worry, I'll find shelter if I'm not back before" I assure her. She smiles and we head our separate ways. As I explore the streets, I see kittens in a box getting families. I sigh longingly, lucky buggers. At least they won't have to worry about the rain.

I continue on my way. I find a dropped burger and eat it. Before starting my search for something valuable. I spot someone selling jewelry and watches by an alley way. I smile, no doubt stolen goods. Hopefully, they are real. I sneak into the alley way and knock a bin over.

While the man goes to investigate leaving his table unattended. I jump onto it. I lift a necklace with my nose and put it around my neck. "Hey!" the man shouts. I grab a couple of watches and jump off the table knocking it over. I run as the man fell over it. I chuckle to myself and run.

Once I was sure I am safe. I slow down and feel the first rain drop. I find a crate in an alley and curl up in it. Putting the watches down. Figured I could have a little nap before setting out for home. Suddenly I hear three grows and a scared meow. I look up and see three big dogs chasing a helpless kitten and growl.

I follow them. I stand out of view, so that they can only see my shadow. Which makes me look bigger then I am. I howl catching the dogs attention. I growl loudly. The whimper and run away. I sigh and come out. I try to track the kitten's scent. But couldn't because of the rain.

I sigh and go back to my crate. I grab the watches  as Rita and Dodger appear. "You ok?" Rita asks me concerned.

"Yeah, just scaring some jerks picking on a hopeless kitten" I tell her.

"Nice score, lets go" Dodger says. We head home. Fagin was happy with my first solo catch. Hopefully, we'll have enough to pay off a guy called Sykes. Apparently he'll be here tomorrow night. The name rings a bell, aside from what the others have told me about him. I feel like I've heard that name somewhere else before.

"Remember what to do tomorrow?" Rita asks me.

"Hide when Sykes comes over. Don't come out until he leaves" I recite. "But who is he?" I ask her.

"A very dangerous man" she states. "His dogs are horrible" she adds.

"One has a massive crush on Rita" Uncle Tito teases. His name is Tito. But he told me to call him uncle Tito. Rita scoffs and heads to our shared bed. Einstein has Fagin read a chapter from the only book we have. It's about a dog called Sparky.

I join Rita in our bed. I snuggle into her and drift off to sleep as Fagin reads. Sparky apparently an injured cat and brought it food. Watching over it until it was healed. I dream about what life would be like if we had a real house. Somewhere, where we didn't have to fight for food and could live in peace.

(Next day)

I woke up before the others and go watch the sunrise. I feel like something will happen today. Hopefully it won't be bad. I soon hear the others wake. We all set out to look for objects. Dodger promised he'd handle food today. Fagin told us he'd go see what he could get for the watches and necklace I had gotten. Hopefully, it'll help us out with the Sykes person. Or allow him to buy us all actual food. Aside from scraps from the streets. I went scavenging with Rita. Tito went with Einstein and Francis. He hates when we get his name wrong.

A/N

Picture above of Rosie on the cover.