No sooner they had left, when they ran into the Lietenant and a short man in a lab coat.
"Raping the girl, eh?" said the Lietenant. "You got more gumption that I thought, Rover.
"Excellent way to inspire terror in our expanding coup," smiled Graves.
"Yes, General," smiled the Lietenant.
Dr. Graves took out a whistle - one long blast, one short (accompanied by a few howls in the distant).
"PRIVATE -attack the Lietenant."
Zack smirked, fangs aglow and eyes shining - before he could remember Linda, he grabbed the surprised officer by the throat.
"This is for Bud," he growled.
He slowly twisted it hearing the satisfying snap, watching the blood flow from the officer's mouth - even taking a lick in his satisfaction. Then he broke the lietenant's remaining limbs, like so many chicken bones.
Covered in blood, but happy, his smile faded as he viewed Linda's look of horror.
He looked throughly ashamed
"My boy," said Graves. "You're what I was aiming for when I started this program. Bloodthirsty, and hungry, a true k-9 trooper
"You!" growled Zack.
Luckly he growl was covered by a "You," from Linda.
"Yes," said Graves, "My dear girl. For years the vast amount of the youth in this land have been lazy, inept, partying louts. Rounding them up, pumping them up into powerful new being who only live for blood and batttle - that's what I've been doing. Our country shall be run by new troops for a new age - troops like our friend here. Aren't you happy to destroy a pesky human, daring to order your kind around."
"YES, SIR." said Zack, winking at Linda.
Linda quietly nodded.
Graves disconnected Zack's dog tags.
"Your name?"
"Zack Smith, SIR."
"Well, Captain, looks like you'll be my new chauffeur. You're a perfect specimen of a red blooded wolf hybrid to have around. You'll even be able to keep this drab to fuck around with."
"SIR," saluted Zack, unable to suppress a smirk.