FREEZE !!
A cop shouted into his bullhorn. The cop was NOT amused. Actually he sounded a bit terrified. He’d never seen so much blood. I stopped, stood (hard to do with no legs, but I tried) still and raised my hands above my head.
Absorb the long fingernails please, and the blood. I asked Elvira in my mind. before he sees them and then lose the dragon.
I said Freeze. DO NOT move. The cop screamed, Bullhorn set to max volume.
Put your hands behind your head, cross your legs at the ankle…. Kneel. The cop squeaked.
Um, ER, I mean, that is. He trailed off, moving his gun in little circles. I not only had no ankles I pretty much didn’t have any legs either. My legs were just gone from mid thigh down. In a manner of speaking I was kneeling, all the time. I lowered my hands and clasped them behind my head as ordered. Perhaps that would appease the cop. The cop certainly sounded nervous. Actually the cop sounded terrified. Apparently he’d never seen serious combat before.
Poor baby.
I was splattered with blood from top to bottom. Damn, should have been more careful. I'd gotten a little carried away. There had been enough of them that they had forced me to hurry. Perhaps I had gotten a little rough when I'd lost my temper. It had been fun though, almost like old times in ‘nam. The cop held his handgun trained on m, somewhat trained. It continued to wobble and move, but it was generally pointed toward me. The young officer was obviously terrified. It was very obvious the officer had peed his pants.
Don’t. Move! The Bullhorn squalled with feedback.
I hadn’t moved, at all. I barely breathed. The cop was starting to piss me off. If the fool shot me, I was going to rip his heart out feed it to him while it was still beating or perhaps taking a bite myself. That always terrifies the enemy when you do that. If it came to that I’d have nothing to lose so why not? I'd thought about doing that to one or two of the thug-lets, probably good that I hadn't. If I’d had blood in my beard a it might have made the situation worse.
Although I’m not sure if that was possible. The situation was pretty bad.
I’ll certainly kill him if you don’t! Elvira said. The dragon was only an eye-blink away, directly above him. If he makes a wrong move he’s going to lose his head!
I thought. Maybe he won’t shoot me. Damn. Who’d a thunk I’d need ballistic armor here. I kinda miss my jacket.
Helmet too. A definite oversight. Elvira said
The cop continued to hold his gun unsteadily, it wavered, it shook and it moved. On second thought I was probably safest in front of the gun, no telling who’d get hit if he fired it. Probably not me. Finally another cop CAREFULLY circled the scene and approached me from behind. She put cuffs on my wrists, and was oddly gentle.
Send the meat wagon. The first cop, the one with the gun, spoke into his handheld. He was a little bit less nervous now that I was safely hand-cuffed.
A street gang attacked a crippled old homeless guy. The old fart killed them all. With his bare hands. He took em apart like a cook taking apart chickens. Better send two meat wagons, three maybe. I can’t tell how many bodies there are, they’re in pieces and scattered about so it’s hard to count. There’s a LOT.
The cop that had cuffed me leaned over and spoke to me in a whisper that the other cop could not overhear. Dammitboy, you really kicked some ass!!
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