Never, Ever, Deal with a Dragon

One came from the right and a burst made him explode in a smoke of red blood. The second was following him and tried to take cover behind a small barrier, but suffered the same fate. On the left, two targets took position behind a small wall, but a grenade from the grenade launcher took care of them.

Barely five second had passed, according to his cybernetic clock.

Jordan grinned as he tuck down behind the cover, placing the rusty red metal of the vehicle between him and more enemies incoming. His assault rifle was still hissing after the heat of those many bullets crossing the cannon in this hellish cold. But he didn’t care, it was fun! And four more enemy soldiers were to be included in his payroll. By his side, Arthur took cover as well, and started reloading his magazine.

-Pass me some ammo, I’m gonna run dry soon- said Jordan with a savage smile.

Just as Arthur was giving him a few magazines, a strong wind blew from the other side of the car they were hiding behind. Snow flakes danced with the sudden gust of air, and the floor trembled like a carrier had fallen from the skies. Jordan took a quick glance through the broken glasses of the car and there, in the middle of that forsaken Caldari street, was a dragon, just like in the movies. Must have been at least 25 meters long, maybe more, with brown dark scales and a fiery look in its yellow eyes. Its mouth let some smoke come out, as it cracked his powerful armored tail like it was a whip. And with slow motions, it analyzed its surroundings.

“Hello mortals, my name is Dunkelzahn, I’ve come to explain what’s happening…” they both could hear the dragon in their heads clearly, like their own thoughts.

-Fuck! It’s true! The legend is true!-

-What legend, Arthur? What the fuck are you talking about now?-

-The Sixth World, man! Like the ancient mayans predicted, it has come! It’s fucking come! Yihaaa!-

"Mortals, don’t be afraid, I mean you no ill”.

-Fucking, mortals… guess what lizard? We’re not fucking mortals!-

With his cries directed at the gigantic beast, Jordan stood up behind the car and pulled his assault rifle against the dragon. One grenade, a second grenade, thirty bullets… they all started to fly through the space between them as he laughed at the sight, feeling his weapon tremble in his arm as the destructive power of mankind was unleashed.

And all he could think was, “how much will Kaalakiota pay me for a fucking over-grown lizard?”