Meanwhile in the Ghetto Of Dr.Moreau

[jack_babalon]

Down where your paint is cracking
Look down your backstairs buddy
Somebody's living there and
He don't really feel the weather
And he don't share your pleasures
No he don't share your pleasures
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
~Neighborhood Threat
David Bowie



"Why couldn't we get a normal assignment Frank? Guarding Halliburton contractors in Basra or shooting looters in the Big Easy?"
Frank gives a quick shrug already forgetting the question. Archie's a good guy to have at your back when the shit goes down but the rest of the time he's just annoying as hell. Instead Frank focused on the bullets he was loading into his clip. His ex wife taught him a lot about things like 'Zen' and 'mindfullness'. She was right, he hated to admit it, even three years later, but it helped him relax and more importantly it helped him focus. This was no ordinary OP. This was what was left of project NOAH before the hurricane battered the small island off the Caribbean. No survivors, well none that were human anyway. The project didn't officially exsist, maybe in the brains of a few board members, sure, but nowhere on paper. So when the storm hit and the lab boys tried radioing for help there was no one there to answer the call. Typical bureaucracy it took almost a full two weeks for the right people to remember the freakshow they were running down here. 53 dead American lives, Christ knows how many of the locals, that and a few billion American tax dollars pissed away. That's what you get when you Outsource your Science Fiction. Frank closes his eyes and allows a current of breath to travel down his left nostril, the Ida. Meanwhile Archie's still bitching.
"I mean Jesus H Christ... I don't even know what i'm shooting here. Didja see the face on that...ahhhh fuck me running... 3 O'Clock and closing!"
Frank slapped the clip in and crouched down. Archie was behind him training his m-16 to his right. Something lumbered out of the rubble of what was once lab Epsilon, from here they could only make out the green glow of it's eyes. The sound it made was something between a grunt and a purring growl. Both men had their shot already, but both men were frozen with curiosity... what new animal were they going to get to get kill now?
"And now I see with eye serene,. The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths A traveler between life and death." Frank recited under his breath, setting his shot right between the creatures eyes

"What? Archie whispered
"Poetry.Wordsworth."
"Yeah. Well I got some poetry right here.... HEY! HEY you ugly piece of shit. Come out here and get some!" Archie yelled leveling his rifle for the kill. On cue the the grunt growl grew louder, deeper. Suddenly whatever it was burst out of the shadows. Both men registered what can only be described as a tiger stripped gorilla moving towards them at an incredible clip. Frank & Archie opened up, a full clip hit the chest but it kept coming. Suddenly there was a click. Archie started cursing.
"Jammed. It's fucking jammed..."
Frank exhales slowly. Counting his breath out with all the time in the world
one.... two... three... The creature was only a few feet away now...four...five...BANG! Frank squeezes one shot that hits it straight between the eyes. The thing stops right in front of Frank. Blood trickling down its forehead. It stops and with it's right hand(paw?) touches the little hole in it's forehead. Then it looks at the dab of blood on the fingertip with confusion and it looks back up at Frank, as if it expected an explanation from him. Frank just shrugged and the the thing falls to the ground.
Behind him Archie lights up a cigarette.
"It's the fuckin' ghetto of Dr.Moreau out here, man"
Frank nods and begins reloading his clip.

Comments

[gaeasdaughter.livejournal.com]

But where were the cat pirates?

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

They sailed away ages ago while Tigorilla's and Dogonkeys were left to fend for themselves. Sad really for there was enough room for all the hybrid animals on the Cat Pirate ship Europa, but Cat Pirates just aren't paticularly kind animals.

Welcome to LJ Chris