Eyes [A chainsaw man story]

Part 2: Chapter 15

===30 minutes earlier===

"Hey, Berg, somethin's up," my partner, Rob uttered as he listened intently to the two-way radio if anything was going on.

We were inside our car, a Ford Taurus Interceptor, listening in and basically yearning for some action.

"For real this time?" I responded, puffing a cloud of smoke from my cigar

"Mhm. Shit's wild there. Bringin' in the damn SWAT too."

"SWAT, huh?" then I threw away my cigar from the window, started the engine, and hit the acceleration. "Location?"

"███ ██████ █████ ██ St." he retorted. "Keep going straight, then turn a sharp right at the corner."

I do as told; turning on the rotator beacons of the car, letting out a blue and red flash that illuminated the streets.

There was a moment of silence for Rob and I.

"You should really stop smoking," he suddenly stated out of the blue. "You got kids, right?"

"Yeah..."

There was a competition on us, police. Shit gets hard when the SWAT arrives, especially those fucking Devil hunters. That would equal to less pay, less food for my family, increasing debt, and less opportunities. I wanted to go to law school but my money's way below the roof to actually achieve that, so I'd have to work harder tenfold... That would also mean less time with my wife and kids. For now, my family and I are in a stable condition, but at some point, we're gonna live in the streets if this continues. I'm going to have to pray that the devil hunters don't come this time. Even if it was a devil we're gonna face, I'm sure our numbers can take it down.

Hopefully...

---Right now---

Due to Verosika's own carelessness, the booze that so happened to come in contact with a fish, a catfish, in the ocean morphed into that of a 20-meter hulking giant fish with razor-sharp teeth that can pierce buildings like clay. It had dark grayish scales, blue glowing eyes with slit pupils, and suddenly morphed some feet to stomp into the shore, squashing a human in the process. Its long sharp reptilian-like tongue has grabbed a hold of Moxxie, most likely to have the demon as its first meal.

Millie, ready to defend her love, jumped into action, killing a civilian for his alcohol, ripping out a piece of cloth, stuffing it inside said bottle, and lit up the tip of the cloth, making an easy Molotov. Immediately, she throws the said Molotov at the creature, causing the thing to stumble back into the ocean. The latter then brings out a knife from her sheath and bolts toward the fish creature.

Ken and I watched the whole scene unfold. I was horrified, while the latter witnessed it all with a straight face, both his eyes half open...as if he found this...boring.

...A-Aren't we going to help her?! T-The thing got Moxxie!

The latter let out a long yawn. "No. No, I don't think I will."

W-Why...?!

"I want to be entertained," he retorted as he softly rubbed his eye. "This...is boring."

I watched as Millie sliced off the tongue restraining the seemingly drunk Moxxie and threw him out of the creature's mouth, landing exactly in Blitzo's arms.

Millie then jumped out of its mouth, landing intentionally on its head, and slid down towards its eye, slicing it. The fish demon screeched in pain as it trashed its body around, eventually throwing off Millie, and making her crash onto the beach's shore. She groaned in pain as she immediately got up.