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yellowhordeDisclaimer: I don’t own Petshop of Horrors and I make no money from this or any other fanfic I write.
Pairing: None
Category: General
Rating: PG
Warning: Blood
Title: Survival Instinct
Author: yellowhorde
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drabbles100. Prompt #005 – Last
Air burned through Leon’s lungs, heavy with the scents of moist earth and blood… his blood. Grimacing, he scanned the jungle for any more of those things D’s father had sicced on him.
He checked the chamber of his gun. Only one bullet left. Shit.
Holstering the gun, Leon grabbed a heavy branch off the ground as a not-so distant roar filtered through the foliage. By God, he’d get out of this mess even if he had to claw his way out with his bare hands.
One bullet left.
His instincts told him that he would need it real soon.
THE END
Pairing: None
Category: General
Rating: PG
Warning: Blood
Title: Survival Instinct
Author: yellowhorde
Notes: This was written for the LiveJournal community,
drabbles100. Prompt #005 – LastAir burned through Leon’s lungs, heavy with the scents of moist earth and blood… his blood. Grimacing, he scanned the jungle for any more of those things D’s father had sicced on him.
He checked the chamber of his gun. Only one bullet left. Shit.
Holstering the gun, Leon grabbed a heavy branch off the ground as a not-so distant roar filtered through the foliage. By God, he’d get out of this mess even if he had to claw his way out with his bare hands.
One bullet left.
His instincts told him that he would need it real soon.
THE END
