Enter "The Furlander" Roderick MacVulp in this chapter. I think I gave him a few shades of both Connor and Duncan in this chapter. Like Duncan, he shows willingness to kill whoever breaks into his store, and like Connor, he shows bitterness towards anyone he knows has a dark side and more willingness to hunt them down.

Forward: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15833105/
Chapter 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15833255/
Chapter 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15836697/
Chapter 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15840817/

For those unable to read RTF files, here's the chapter:

CHapter Two:Rude Awakening

As Detective Fitzgerald sat in his car behind the old Freddy Fazbear's Pizza that night, little did he know that Rolfe Fang was at a different part of town. Having been in prison the last 35 years, he was without any weapons or cash so he knew he had to at least obtain a weapon, he knew pawn shops and antique stores would be his best bet, but first, he would have to find a way to shed his prison uniform so he wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb.

As luck would have it, when he reached the highway, he noticed a fellow wolf hitchhiking, paying no attention to anything but the traffic on the road. "Perfect," he thought, "This bloke won't know what hit him." He waited behind bushes until there was no traffic to be seen, then he made his move, sneaking up behind the hitchhiker and clubbing him on the back of the head with his forearm to knock him out. He then drug the drifter back into the bushes, snapping his neck before swapping outfits with him, thinking, "If they find a dead wolf in my uniform, maybe they'll think I'm dead and call off their fur-hunt!"

After emerging from the bushes, he then picked up the drifter's duffle bag and made sure his ballcap was fitted right to keep his profile low before sticking his thumb out to catch a ride back to the city he had inhabited 35 years prior. "Purple and Fitzgerald," he thought, "You two are next! MwaHaHaHaHa!"

A couple of hours later at his antique store, the centuries old Scottish red fox Roderick MacVulp was dead asleep in his apartment above the store, until his immortal 6th sense woke him up. It was the sense that told him another immortal was nearby. His awakening was immediately followed by the sound of broken glass and his burglar alarm. As he got out of bed, he quickly grabbed his katana off the top of his dresser and hurried down the stairs in just pajama pants and a tank top. "Whoever the Hell you are," Roderick shouted in anger as he reached the ground floor, "you have picked the wrong store to rob! I am Roderick MacVulp of the Clan MacVulp, and I will have your head for breaking into my home!"

The figure then emerged from behind Roderick's checkout counter, leaping over with an old pirate cutlass from the 16th century, immediately taking a swing at the fox with the sword, only for him to block it with his katana just in the nick of time. "They call me Fang, MacVulp, Rolfe Fang," the attacker snarled, "who you are and what clan you're from don't matter to me as long as I have a fresh head to take so I'm ready for Purple and Fitzgerald!" He then took a horizontal swing at Roderick's neck, only for him to parry with his katana again. Roderick then said, "I know Fitzgerald, even helped train him. Purple though, he's said to be dead, no trace was ever found of him besides his blood 30 years ago at the pizzeria! Jeremy also told me of you!" Roderick then took both left and right swings towards the wolf, only to have both of them deflected. "You don't deserve to live for what you did to those cubs!"

The battle continued for several minutes, going back and forth before police sirens could be heard from a few blocks away. "Another time," said Fang as he made his way out the fire door in the back, "Perhaps at Freddy's, HaHaHaHaHa!" Roderick then hid his sword beneath one of the steps that lead to his apartment, a hiding place he himself put in years prior, before police could arrive. Amongst the officers who arrived as Lt. Schmidt.

"Mr. MacVulp," Schmidt shouted as he walked inside having fellow officers surround the perimeter, being familiar with the store's owner from past burglary cases, "Lt. Schmidt here, is everything okay?" Roderick then replied, "I'll be okay here Liutenant, all I know he got was an old pirate sword, don't worry about the cash register. I keep it empty after hours."

Mike had a hunch that Roderick may have been hiding something, so he then asked, "Did you get any visual on your thief, Mr. MacVulp?" Roderick though, wanting to keep the police as much out of the incident as possible though, only shook his head in response, "Only his shape, Lietenant, that of a canine, possibly wolf, husky, or any mix from those 2." Mike then gave Roderick a photo of Rolfe Fang, saying to him, "We have reason to believe it could be this man, he just escaped from the prison this morning. If you see him, could you please let us know?" Roderick then nodded as he looked at the photo, but before he could say anything, a call came over Mike's radio that the corpse of a wolf was found near the highway wearing Fang's prison uniform. A look of surprise came over Mike's face from the announcement, "Um, okay then," he said, "Well, Mr. MacVulp, I guess that rules him out. We'll see if we can find who did this though."

Roderick knew very well that Fang wasn't dead though, but having to keep his immortality secret to the mortals, couldn't tell Lt. Schmidt that. "If you excuse me, Lieutenant," He then said to Mike, "Unless you still need me, I think I'd feel safer if I checked into a hotel while you guys investigate the scene." Schmidt then replied, "That's understandable, sir, you can go if you like." Roderick then went upstairs to put his trenchcoat on and pack a suitcase, then on his way down, when no officers were looking, opened his compartment under a step, picked up his sword, and stashed it inside his trenchcoat before exiting the building and taking off in his car.

Meanwhile behind Freddy's, Fitzgerald heard the news of the highway death on the radio in his car and shook his head. "He's not dead," he said to himself, "and if that is him, he'll be waking up soon." His personal cell phone then rang, showing "Roderick MacVulp" on the screen, he promptly answered it when he saw that, "Mac? What brings you calling at this hour?" Roderick then replied, "Where are you, Jeremy?" Jeremy then told him, "Just staking out behind the old Freddy Fazbear's, I keep feeling a vibe here on and off, why?" Roderick then explained, "You got company on the way, Fang is after you! I'll get there as soon as I can!" Jeremy then grabbed his sword from the backseat, holding it close as if it were his son. "I guess it's a good thing I'm armed appropriately then, Mac," he said over the phone, "I'll be ready for him. I've waited 35 years for this!"