In a blind feat of rage the creature turns away from the downed soldiers and starts ramming the side of the buildings.
*Burst burst*
*shot shot shot*
*burst burst*
“Wraaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!”
*stomp stomp stomp*
*crumble crumble*
*click click*
“Fuck!!!”
“Sam!!!!! Dragon’s breath!!!!! Dragon’s breath!!!!!”
*Shot shot*
The giant horns were getting closer and closer to Mike and Owen’s location. Destroying everything in It’s path for a instance the creature showed her forehead to correct the path.
*blup*
*burning skin*
“Wrrrrraaaahhhhhh!!!!!!”
*huff huff*
Owen delivered a direct blow to the forehead of the creature. The rush of the monster is being slowed down by every step It take. The creature finally coming in full stop only a few feet from Mike and Owen.
*thud*
*Shot shot*
*fresh squishing*
*poke poke*
“It’s dead. It’s dead!!!!!!!”
*phew*
With Mike’s relief announcement the soldiers and the rest of the blazing dragons finally come out of their positions.
*step step step*
“God……We finally did It.”
“Pretty tough one If I had to say so, Jonh.”
“So the weakness is fire…..Hah kinda like a video game.”
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“Well might need to stock up some dragon’s breath.”
“Finally a good idea coming from you Sam.”
“Heh, you fucking bastard.”
*Pat on the shoulder*
“Great job blazing dragons. You can leave the clean up for us.”
“Thanks Cook.”
*sits down*
“Quite a night, boys.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m gonna sleep like a log.”
“It’s almost nights out for me.”
As the adults all sit down on the pavement Owen calls down Phyro back to the surface.
*landing*
*slips*
“Phyro!!!”
*Shakes off ice*
“Fuaaaaah.”
“Are all right?”
*nods head*
“We might need to make some anti-slip boots for you Phyro. I will draw It went we come back to the hotel.”
“Fuaaaah.”
“Hey, son!!!!”
“Yes.”
“Can you do the trick?”
“Of course!!”
Owen takes out a handfull of dehydrated meat from his gear and gives to his buddy. He munches It down almost immediatly. After the hasty meal the dragon lays down infront of the group and starts emiting his warmth. The four all put his hands out to warm their cold bodies.
*radio static*
“This is supervisor Cook requesting aid immediatily. We have 9 wounded. 3 severe.”
“(radio) Copy that supervisor. Needing any more type of support?”
Cook turns around to see the carcass of the downed creature.
“Call a research vehicle we have a killed creature in the street……”
“(radio) Werewolves, sir?”
“No, Yeti.”
“(radio) Roger that, sir. We are sending It your way.”
“Roger that.”
*radio static*
*grunts grunt*
Cook starts to coordinate the soldiers to stabilized the woundeds as he takes the lead in the action.
*heave-ho*
“Ahhhh!!!! Thanks admiral.”
“No need rest and gather strengh.”
*patch patch*
“Thanks Admiral.”
*pass out*
*huff*
“Sir we are out of medical supply.”
“Wait a moment.”
Cook starts to ram through his gear trying to find some sort of supplies. But he is suprised to see Jonh holding out his medical patch. While Cris, Sam and Mike were helping the other
“Let us help a little, Cook.”
The vehicles called by Cook were coming to help them. The distant humming of the trucks and humvees put their hearth at ease.
*stops*
*opens doors*
“Supervisor Cook? Supervisor Cook?”
*gets up*
“I’am here.”
*salutes*
“As you sir had order we have two medical evac and brought the research team.”
“Great……”
The officer peeks behind Cooks shoulder to see the blazing dragons and the corpse of the enourmous creature laid on the ground.
“May I ask who are thouses hunters and that……thing?”
“They are our new PMC working under my orders. And that thing over there is what we had taken down.”
“God…..”
“Yeah…..”
Just as the officer was about to leave he sees Owen playing with his scalie friend.
“Sir.”
“Yes soldier.”
“May I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“Is that child? Is that child the same one that fought with us back at D.C.”
“…….Yes….but thats classified for now.”
“Is he in red tape?…….From the reports he was KIA.”
“I know……I know. This is more like rebranding than nothing else.”
*salute*
“Thanks for the report sir.”
“Thanks soldier.”
With the report done Cook returns to the PMCs and with a simple gesture they all rally on him.
*streatch streatch*
“Haaaa…..My back is killing me.”
“Got loose some weight Sam.”
“Fuck you……If the battles we face would be just like this one I should be eating more, Mike.”
Jonh, Cris looked with disaproval at the two man acting more childish than Owen. While this was happening Owen look behind to see man in yellow suits just like he saw back at the south.
*pulls shirt*
“Dad….The yellow suits.”
“I know just hang on a little……They will not bother us anymore.”
“Something wrong, Jonh?”
“No…..is just that…..we had bad expirence with the guys behind me.”
“Ohhhh……I see…..Sorry for calling then. But rest assure kid they will not bother you or anyone else. And If they do tell then that you’re under my command.”
“Ok mister Cook!!!!!”
Cook smiles at the attitude of the child and glanses over to Cris.
“Tenent.”
“Yes sir.”
“Good coordination out there….”
*points at the medal*
“You truly deserve that. Use It with pride, Cris.”
“Thanks a lot sir.”
“Now let’s get back to base and finish our meal, shall we.”
*opens door*
*vroooommm*
With the battle finish our heroes returned back to the fortified hotel. The darkness slowly being replaced by the dim lights of the occupied city.
The ride was quiet and calm. with this ambience and in the warm embrace of Phyro Owen was quick to fall sleep. He rest his bead against his father’s arm.
*stops*
“Ahhhh…..Finally back to camp….Jonh are we going bac-”
“shhhhhh……”
The father carried his son and dragon all the way back to booked room. While the others went back to eat what was left of their meal.
*knoc*
*knoc*
*knoc*
*opens door*
“Jo-”
“Shhhhh….”
Carol was the first to answer the door almost crying in happiness to see her husband and son safe and sound.
“(quiet) Let him sleep. Want to go back and eat something you’re pale.”
“(quiet) Of course.”
“(quiet) You too Suzan. Thanks for protecting my wife.”
“(quiet) No need to thank me Jonh. Now let’s go my stomach is rumbling.”