This choice: Surpise Him, via Interuption • Go Back...Chapter #7Surpise Him, via Interuption by: Karma   Your patience thin, you are about to break down the door when you hear a blood-curdling scream in the lobby. Your predatory ideas are gone and replaced with curiosity. You leave the mouse, letting his life return, and unlock the door. The lobby is in complete panic, contestants and audience members running around. The security is trying to get the situation under control, but it does nothing. You easily walk to the epicenter of the chaos. A young female lioness is sitting in the middle of the floor, clutching at her near death boyfriend. This is a first, a shooting at the arena. All weapons are easily confiscated, but it is known to slip. He is not mortally wounded, but is losing blood at a fast rate. You kneel down, remember you mother. She was a trauma nurse (yes sergal's can be nurses). You have seen everything from patients with broken arms to people with their entire lower body blown off. This was nothing, and you knew how to handle it. You look around, taking note that the apparent shooting is in a headlock by a super buff panther. The panther seemed to be a normally bad mood, and you guess that if the authorities do not imprison the shooter, something else way worse would happen. But that is not your concern, as you look back at the lioness.
"Help me! He's dying!"
You motion for a guard to hold her back, she screams and tries to resist the hold of the Doberman. He nods and you lift the bloody lion into your arms, and make your way to the security office. It is the only place that is 100% safe, plus they have medical supplies to aid your skills. You trundle over the spasm of crazy madness, and safely deliver the lion to a waiting medic. It appears that the hospital was called, which must be rare thing for the arena. The medic immediately puts the lion on a stretch, and the last thing you see is the lion being brought into a ambulance, and driven away. His girlfriend is in a wreck when you return. The lobby is cleared, everyone outside and being interigoted on what happened. You can see the large panther out the windows, watching the shooter, how is a teenager wolf with a black hoody and jeans. A tap on your side makes you turn around.
"Thanks for your help, if it wasn't for you, it would have taken the doctors' forever to get to him, and that might have been to long."
You merely nod, and decide that you are not in the voring mood. With a sigh of relief for the safety of the injured, but a sigh of worry as well. You leave the arena and return to home, hoping to make the rest of the day.
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