When they had first united, it was an uneasy alliance. As when any two great predators meet, there was an initial period of sizing up. Each comprehended the other, examining every strength and weakness, looking for the point to exploit if their tenuous relationship soured. Eventually each concluded that the other could be trusted, if not completely, to a satisfactory degree.
Their first order of business was to conceal their identities. They concluded quickly that the pseudonyms H.K. and C.K. would suffice.
The two men of infamous stature whom I speak of are of course the much maligned killers of Harambe the gorilla and Cecil the lion. H.K. was to stand for Harambe’s killer, with C.K. performing similar duty for the lion slayer. To trace their paths to this moment is to weave amongst the myriad of morally ambiguous decisions made my men and onlookers alike.
C.K. was once a successful Minnesotan dentist. Happy in his life, he enjoyed safari hunts to Africa. Safari hunts, while an important economic tool for many areas, are nonetheless politically fraught. Often, accusations of illegal killing outside of safari grounds are brought to bare against ambitious guides. On one such hunt, C.K. took down a majestic lion; but this lion had a name. It would not be until the final breaths had departed Cecil that the dentist would learn that name. Millions more would learn that name, as a maelstrom of hatred and outrage swept towards the unaware practitioner of tooth repair. This colossal force of public opinion forced the dentist into hiding; the lion’s life had cost him his.
H.K.’s tale is a very different one indeed. While C.K. was publicly named and personally assaulted, H.K.’s name never surfaced. To this day his identity is unknown. Note that I choose the masculine pronoun not to make any sort of subtle point, but simply because I had to choose one, and this one happens to be the shortest available. Moving forward; H.K. was in effect a masked crusader against gorilla-kind. Similarly differentiating H.K. from C.K. were the circumstances surrounding his bullet-barrage. While C.K. was hunting for sport and indeed dreamed of the act he came to; H.K. simply worked a job at a zoo and had no desire to bring harm to the animals which he observed in his day-to-day. H.K. was driven to slinging lead at Harambe by Harambe himself. Harambe had grabbed a small child and was flinging her about, endangering the child’s life. While this is in itself a tragic situation which lends itself to much debate as to where the fault may lie, it nevertheless led to H.K. showing Harambe the rifle-exit from this world. While not personally pursued, H.K. felt the weight of a moral reckoning bearing down, and needed to escape.
And so the unlikely pair came together; one seeking refuge and the other redemption. Will either find what the seek, or will they be borne under by their feelings and the feelings of others? Truly only time will tell us of the adventures of C.K. and H.K. : Animal Assassins.