So...Life Sucks: Chapter 3

Story by Hirezombie on SoFurry

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So...Life Sucks: Chapter 3

P.I. Another Story:

            "This is bad..." I whispered under my breath. My stereotypical hat was resting next to my large, brown overcoat. My badge as a P.I. laid in the jacket packet I was on second response. After the medic confirmed death, I was ordered to head to the scene The dragon died in his own filth, dehydration the cause of death. There was evidence of a struggle, but not a large one. I was the last one there... all of the corners and police were gone. I laid my hat on the coffee table.

 Blood was going from the kitchen to the living room. There appeared to be scratches on the stair handle. I looked closer... 3 claw marks? This dragon only had 4 claws, and his roommate had 5.... I walked up the stairs, it seemed that the temperature started to drop, almost as if there was a cold wind.

I was in the upstairs hallway when the bathroom door opened. MY gun at mu side, I walked in. My furry tail sticking out of my pants, curling toward my leg as I stepped in. I looked around... no one there... I crept out and headed down the stairs. My pupils widened. A purple scaled dragon was climbing the s

tairs. His small intestine hanging out, and his right arm missing. It wasn't hard to tell the gender, "he" had no clothe se on. In the creatures left arm, a bloodied knife stood.

"Oh shit... shit... shit... SHIT!!" My gun shot off four bullets. Each bullet hit the creature's chest, blood squirted out, but no physical effect other than staggering.

"Funny... I should be dead..." The creature grunted. I started to chase me up the stairs. My only reaction was to round house kick him to the face as he started the climb. SNAPPP! Its head spun 360', the once grey eyes now red. "AHHH, HA HA HA, KYA KYAH HA HA HA!" As it was laughing. I hid from site, into the closet. As soon as I shut the door, the temperature dropped. I felt warmth on my necked and turned. There stood ared dragon whose lungs were on the outside, hanging from a gash in his chest.

            The purple one kicked in the door, his knife stabbing my gut. They threw me on the floor. The purple one used his knife to cut my shorts. I had to take both of them at the same time... I died of internal hemorrhaging and blood loss...