"Time, patience, and hope...that it eventually runs out of blood" he puffed still shooting at it whenever it's body lined up with the gun. Somehow the coon tripped over itself and was dazed from it's wounds but was intent on fighting the large creature hissed and spat when the two got close. It lunged but fell short and that was when either of the two bullet ended it.
Jackson watched the body not sure it was dead till it twitched and seemed to shrink back into a normal raccoon. This sight puzzled Jackson because animals were known carriers of conditions like this rather than victims themselves. He let out a sigh of relief mostly that the foot chase was over he hated running. " well that went better than expected
Now before we leave we need to burn the body" he instructed before leaving to get some lighter fluid
he already had matches on hand. And though Jackson didn't seem to show it a spark in him was rekindled.
(I imagine this a the little story before the movie title
and as mentioned the last time skip for a little while.)
The wild goose chase for the pack of shifters seemed to be more of a couple of months long vacation for the two. With Jackson's spending habits they barely made a dent in the money they recieved in the starting of this job. Unfortunately after the "rabid" were
there was a lack in anymore monster sightings so between trips between city to city Jackson had to simulate monster attacks
At random. From someone or something quietly coming through the window of their hotel to chasing moving targets through city areas and woods with paintball guns. None of this would really prepare you for the gravity of the real thing. Jackson remembered the "high" he'd get from being in immediate danger. Of course after a few close calls the final spot on the map lead to a dead end. They had about enough money for gas to get home and a quick bite to eat. Jackson didn't want to admit he was defeated he only became skeptical about if the creatures were still alive to begin with.
Jack sunk down in the diner booth after picking with what he ordered
"Well we are back at square one...I can't complain
But i'm disappointed we hadn't found not a trace of one of these guys. I mean we nearly had a trip around the country. The only other place to look is anywhere other than the us...but i don't think my butt can take much more sitting" he commented but also partially complained as the waitress brought them their bill
"I guess we have a choice
continue to look or just go back to our "normal" lives" he added with a sigh.