In Their Eyes

-23-

Back at the station, everyone is still running around. Danny and Davis both back with their group.

"Youve got your team. Youve got experienced men who know this thing.", Davis says.
"The team is more than law enforcement.
The team of shopkeeps, farmers, and anyone who's looked this thing eye-to-eye and lived to tell about it and wants to do something about it!", Danny hisses.

Both look at each other for a moment, thinking of what their next words and moves are gonna be.

"Davis. Davis! Hey!", Dan calls after Davis. "You the best god damn sharpshooter in all of Poho county, or any other county.", Dan says.

Davis stops and turns around. "Youve got questions about that too, now?", Dan asks.

Davis comes walking back to Dan. "When i raise my gun to that thing, I couldn't pull the god damn trigger 'cause i couldnt believe what the hell i was looking at.", Davis says.

"This thing rewrites all the rules, Danny, and going after it, it scares the hell out of me.", Davis says.
"A brave man is either scared... or a god damn liar.", Danny says, giving Davis a hat with a patch that matches the leather jackets some men are wearing.
A truck comes speeding up. Couple men jump out of the truck. Something in the back covered by a cloth.

One of the men jumps into the back with this covered object. Danny goes up to the truck. Men are putting crates into the back.

"Boss.", the man says, setting the crate down. "Michael.", Danny says.

Danny puts his hand up to another man carrying another crate. He puts the crate down in front of Danny.

He then opens it up, revealing large bullets. "This his old man's truck?", Danny asks.
The man nods. He lowers his head and walks away. Danny walks up to the truck.
He reaches in and takes the cloth off the object sitting in the back, revealing a large machine gun.

Danny looks at Michael. "Its an old vulcan cannon.", Michael says.

"Shes amped up to shoot 20 millimeter rounds, 6000 rounds a minute.", Michael adds.

"You tested this thing?", Danny asks. Michael lets go of one of the pieces of the cannon.

"Mikey, is this thing tested?", Danny asks again.

"This thing throws up a wall of fire. A wall of fire that nothing from this world or the next can get through!", Michael hisses.

"Not without being torn into a million pieces.", Michael adds. He then jumps out from the back of the truck.
He comes face to face with Danny. "She may not fly, but this is our killing machine.", Michael says.
Both him and Danny continue to look each other in the eyes, Danny can hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes.

Davis is watching all of this from a distance. He too turns and walks away.

"Davis!", Danny hollers. Davis continues to walk away. Danny gaining on him.

"He watched that thing fly down and punch a hole in his old man.

He stood there and watched it pull the heart right out of his daddy's chest and swallow it, right before his eyes.", Danny says, showing with his hands what it did.

Davis stops in his tracks and turns to look at Danny. "Miller was only ten years old.", Danny adds.
Davis looks down. Dan grabs his arm. "Youre not losing your mind, Davis.", Danny starts again.
"You just got blooded last night. Now you want to guess how much blood i got on my hands?", Danny asks.