It's always the uglies!
With the fat cigar in his mouth, the lead police officer fisted his hands, allowing the giant spiky brass knuckles to kiss the rotting flesh that released a foul stench.
Boom!
The monster's eyes widened in disbelief, feeling the inertia from the punch causing him to almost fall on his butt.
Good… good… great!...
It stretched its long bony, fish scaly hands to wipe the greenish blood around its torn jaw.
Rather than fury, all that showed on its face and that of the other creatures', was a hint of confusion and interest.
Typically, they should have been so angry their tops would shoot off the roof now. However… Huh-huh-huh… The end of the world was fucking coming.
This was the end of humanity's free reign on this planet.
Life was very funny. With everything being so close to the big day, all monstrous creatures on the planet were getting overly excited, more than they typically would.