"It's gonna take us weeks to ID all these bodies!"
Judy woke up in the warehouse on stretcher. She looked around and saw that the rest of the police force had been there a few hours carting bodies out of the building. She looked beside her to see Nick in a stretcher next to her, unconscious. She sat up, only to fall back down when greeted by a strike of pain reverberated through head. A ferret officer noticed her and came to greet her. "ah, Judy, your awake! I'm surprised your up so early, that was a powerful tranquilizer. I'm pretty sure that the type used on you is illegal for a citizen to have." said Julia.
"It's obvious that this guy doesn't care about what's illegal and what's not"
"Oh, you kill me, Judy"
"I wasn't trying to be funny"
Julia is a little annoying, but she is always prepared to stand for what she believes in. she had joined soon after Judy had, and saw Judy as a role model. She can also be a little rash at times, but a good ally none the less.
Judy looked out the window and saw the sun at covered halfway by the ground, and its tip exposed by the city's buildings as a mirage of red and yellow covered the sky. "I've been out all night?"
"Actually, you've been out all day, that's sunset, not sunrise. Also, you can go home anytime. You might want to take the next day off as well, tranquilizers have the habit of making you more tired when you wake up than when you went under"
"what about Nick, will he be okay?"
"Nick will be fine, go home, get some rest"
"Are you sure?"
"it's fine. We can handle it" Julia assured in her usual optimistic voice.
"Officer Julia, get over here. We have a live weasel with a large chunk of flesh carved off his chest!" Chief Bogo called.
"I've gotta get going, just go home"
So Judy, exhausted, took a cab home. I'll catch a ride to the station tomorrow and pick my car up then she told herself. She got to the Grand Pangolin Apartments and made her way to her room. She was greeted by barrage of heavy guitars, drums, and obscenities coming from room 4. Francis listens to metal. Why am I not surprised she thought to herself. As she got to her room, she noticed the door was busted open. She saw two weasels digging through her stuff, one in her dresser, one through the paperwork on her desk, and one was trying to open her safe. A third one came from behind and grabbed her.
She tried to scream, but the weasel's hand was over her mouth. This was it. She thought as they pulled a butterfly knife on her. They froze in horror. "Francis was standing outside the door with a truly mortifying look in his eyes. "Let. Her. Go."
One of the assailants approached Francis menacingly. "you lookin' for another scar, stupid?"
"You have five seconds to let my neighbor go and get out" Francis reiterated.
The weasel leaned down to get in his face condescendingly, despite being about the same height. "Or what, huh?"
A muzzle flashed with a bang, firing a round into the weasel's skull. Blood sprayed out of the newly formed hole. The weasel fell backwards, collapsing limply on the floor behind him. "He asked" Francis quipped with a serious tone.
"KILL HIM!" the one holding Judy said.
One of them charged at Francis with a knife. As the attacker made an overhand swipe at Francis, he, in one swift motion, caught the weasel's hand and used his knee to brake it in half, spraying the room once more in blood, and then used his elbow to shatter the weasel's neck. The final, with awful aim, began to shoot at Francis with a Glock. Francis lifted his arms as if to say "dude, really?". The weasel's gun quickly ran out of bullets without any of them hitting their target. He than attacked with a knife, releasing Judy. "what is it with you guys and knives?" Francis said, right before stealing the butterfly knife from the weasel and stabbing it into the throat of his adversary.
Blood sprayed out of the wound, splattering it on Francis' face. The warm, crimson liquid streamed into the weasel's lungs, drowning him. It dribbled down Francis' arm,dripping off his elbow as he twisted the blade, further shredding the weasel's esophagus. Francis pulled the knife out and looked at it. "nice knife" he said as he pocketed it.
Judy was in shock as he left. She couldn't move. She couldn't speak. One thought stupefied her brain. How was he able to do that?