The snow fell softly a top of Owen and Phyro’s head. The streets were poorly iluminated and the darkness covered the alleyways of Chicago. The hunting party leave the safety of the hotel to follow the tracks.
At first Owen and Phyro took the lead as the blazing dragons and the admiral’s troops following close behind. They all tense up pointing their guns in every direction. Jonh and Cook got closer to Owen and Phyro that were observing a crossroad.
*step step step*
“Son.”
“Yes daddy?”
“What are looking at?”
“Nothing for now daddy….But Phyro is still trying to track him.”
“Kid, what we need to keep an for?”
“Phyro what we need to look out for?”
“Fuaaah…….Fua….Fuaaah.”
“Ok I get It.”
“Mister Cook…..Phyro said to keep an eye for the sound of water and the smell of wet fur.”
“Ok….I will relay the information.”
*gurguling water*
“Fuah.”
“Yeah I heard that too, Phyro.”
With no warning Owen and Phyro sprint towards the left road of the crossroad. The rest of the group quickly followed them.
They run for a couple of minutes through the empty cities, ocasionaly coming a cross a squad of soldiers on patrol. But as the stray away the dim lights finally went dark and the well kept streets turned into mountains of snow. Sand bags blocked their way futher.
The boy puts on his night vesion goggles and ask Phyro for one last heating cicle before going in. This gave enough time for the rest of the hunting party to finally catch up to them.
*step step step*
*huff*
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“Halt there kid!!!!!”
Owen holding Phyro in his arms turns around to see more than a dozen soldiers with their flashlights on pointing at him. From the lights Sam, Cris, mike and his father went to see him.
“This way!!!!!
“Wait a moment Son!!!”
*step step step*
“Owen is this the place?”
“Yes Cris.”
“Fucking hell I’am not getting hiportermia for a fucking monster.”
“Got any dragon’s breath, Sam?”
“Heh, nice idea Mike.”
*loads shell*
Cook gestures to his soldiers to keep watch while 4 of them accompained him to talk with the blazing dragons.
*step step step*
“Rifles pointined at this street.”
“Right away sir.”
The soldier rest their weapons on the cold sand bags.
“Why is this place like this Cook?”
“…….This is the futher we went into the city. You cold say this is our frontline.”
“Fuah.”
*sizzle sizzle*
“And what that mean kid?”
“He says There is something in the snow.”
The front group tenses up at Owen’s response. They grasp their weapons and get ready to fire at the mounts of snow.
“Hey Cook?”
“Got any idea mister Sanders?”
*tsk*
“Call me Sam. And yes I got one.”
“What is It?”
“I have dragon’s breath loaded and ready to go. Tell your soldiers that I will shoot.”
“Wait a minute.”
*shot*
*sizzle sizzle*
The sudden shot alarmed the soldiers behind them. But the pellets made their way into the snow burning away the mounts and reveling what’s inside.
*sniff sniff*
*puke*
The blanzing dragons and Cook’s group all cover up their noses to not smell the gut turning fumes coming from the mounts. Soon enough they would understand what was inside them.
“(muffled) Masks on boys.”
“(muffled) Yes sir.”
*shuffle shuffle*
“(muffled) PMCs we can take the rest please step aside. You don’t have the equipment to deal with that.”
“(muffled) Did’nt even had to say that, Cook.”
Owen' and the rest of the group retreats back a couple of feet from the sand bag barrier. The fire starts to die down as the snowflakes put out the blazing pellets of Sam’s shotgun shot. Seeing the oportunity Cook’s soldiers jump to the other side to retrive what was burried in the mounts.
*crush crush*
*sizzle sizzle*
*shuffle shuffle*
“(muffled) The heck?”
“(muffled) What you got that soldier?”
The masked soldier Pulls out a carbonized long piece of bone from the pile.
“(muffled) Is It human?”
“(muffled) I don’t know sir.”
“(muffled) Recover for evidence. Ohr research team will deal with that.”
“(muffled) Yes sir.”
The soldier opens a black bag and starts picking up the burned remains and putting them inside It.
“(muffled) Supervisor.”
“(muffled) Yes?”
*step step step*
“(muffled) Look at this.”
Another soldier that was searching neaby call Cook to see something. He showed him a piece of burned and half dissolved metal resembling a dog tag.
“(muffled) May I see It.”
“(muffled) Of course. But be careful sir. The object is still hot.”
“(muffled) Thanks for the heads up.”
*gives*
Cook uses his finger to crudely clean off the surface of the material. As he brushes away the slime and carbon with his gloves the documentation of an unknown soldier engraved into the metal starts to show up.
*huff*
Cook starts to walk away from the scene back to the rest of the common soldiers.
*takes off mask*
“What’s inside them, Cook?”
“Half eaten corpses……Lot of them.”
“God……Need any help?”
“No need Jonh…..The whole thing might be contaminated….and you don’t got the necessary equipment…..Ask for the dragon to take us to the next location.”
“Of course.”
“Hey!”
They all tuned to listen to the supervisor.
“How many of you got a working gas mask?”
Seven other soldiers raised their hands to answer Cook’s call. With a gesture from Cook they leave their post and are assign to a new job.
“Keep watch and scourt my troops to a medical facility nearby.”
“Right away sir.”
*pat on the shoulder*
“Keep up with the good work……all of you.”
*salutes*
Cook rally the rest of the other soldiers and the blazing dragons. In no time Phyro starts sniffing again to the next location of the monsters.
“(distance) Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! Help!!!!!! Hep!!!!!!!”
“Shit……Let’s go.”
“No need to tell me otherwise, Jonh.”
“Right behind you leader.”
“Owen, Take Phyro to the sky.”
“Ok.”
*hurles*
*flies*
The boy turns on his little screen and starts to guide the hunting party follows the location of the screams.