Love Struck Eternal
Chapter 8 - A love child.
Zeta's POV, Two months later.
"How is she?" I asked Teddy as I had him cornered at the capital during his basic training. Thankfully his drill instructors all knew me and I was able to steal him away for a few minutes. Looking down at me with sweat all over his face, he replied.
"She's okay Mrs. Diskov."
"What's she up to? She won't ever answer her phone when I call. Nor has she spoken to her father since this all started. Has she talked to you about her scholarship?"
Nodding the bear replied.
"She's been busy. From what she's told me and my parents; she's thinking about going to school somewhere overseas. I don't know all the details, but neither does she if it's any consolation."
I was worried he might say that. With my clear motherly instinct out in the open, I asked him as a follow up.
"And Mocha?"
Chuckling he replied back.
"She's good. That girl is amazing. My dad isn't even a big dog person, but Mocha and him are like best friends. Haha."
That made me smile at least a little, but I still had so many questions left to ask. With my mind trying to come up with the next one, I widened my eyes when he asked me.
"How's Raptor? Are guys okay?"
Shaking my head I replied.
"We're okay. He's just not the same ever since the fight. He's tried to call her to apologize but with Sam not answering he's been in a slump. I've tried to talk to him, but he just won't budge. Our relationship is rough right now and it's not like he hates me or anything, he's just lost without his daughter in his life. Same as me. I love Sam, Teddy. I love her with all my heart."
The bear understood that very well and so I had to ask him.
"Do you know if she's been taking her medication?"
Now his face changed and without missing a beat he replied.
"I haven't seen her take anything. I didn't even know she was on a medication."
All I could do now was worry even more. I know Sam well enough to assume she isn't taking those pills anymore. I can't blame her, but the alternative was just as bad.
"What's it for?" Teddy wondered as I took a moment to come up with an answer. I didn't want him to know about her condition. I was scared it would cause only more problems so I wound up telling him a lie.
"Just for her birth control. It's important she takes it otherwise her hormones and….?" The bear quickly got the point and urged me.
"Enough said."
"Thank you." I replied as he then looked back at his unit to ask me.
"Do you mind if I get back to training Mrs. Diskov? I don't want to get into trouble."
Nodding my head I replied.
"Yeah of course Teddy. But hey?"
I grabbed him by the wrist before he could run and looked him right in the eyes to beg him.
"Can you please keep in touch? I just need to stay in the loop. I can't handle not talking or even seeing my baby. Do you still have my number?"
Nodding he replied.
"Yes ma'am."
Please just text me or call me if something happens. Or please at the very least just tell me she's okay once in a while.
"I will. I promise." The bear replied as I let him go.
"Stay safe." I urged him as he began to jog back to his formation. Before getting too far away he replied.
"You too!"
Now left to my own devices, I lowered my head and felt a tear leave my right eye. I quickly wiped it away and did my best to refocus. I pray every night that Sam is okay and doing the right things. But now I was worried more than ever. I don't know what I'd do if she just left the middle east without saying a word to either her father or I. I wish Peek was still around now, but he had to go back to the states to see his wife and kids for a little while. He promised he'd be back sometime this month, but I couldn't wait for that any longer. Please god just look after my child.
Sam's POV.
"Can you just stop fucking around and tell me you'll get me what I need?" I asked this equally built Bengal tiger I've been in contact with for the last month.
The colors you'd expect of a tiger of his caliber and all the muscle and intimidation factor they provided. He was a few inches taller than me at around six foot three, but he was well over twice my weight. Before this meeting he was a nice guy. But now that we were getting down to business he was starting to annoy me more than anything. Wearing M.E.A.F combat gear and dawning the rank of a captain, Rosco replied.
"Okay, shit. Yeah I can get you the gear. It'll just take me a day or two. You cool with waiting?"
"I've been waiting." I told him back as he chuckled and calmly went on to say.
"I guess you have. But this kind of stuff I'd be swiping is illegal Sam. I could lose my job and you could wind up in jail if I rat."
"But you won't." I informed him as he again smiled and questioned.
"Oh really?"
Leaning up on the older male, I replied.
"You do this for me and I'll give you whatever you want. Just name it."
The big guy began to purr softly and with my eyes on his I watched as his right arm came around my side. From there I felt him touch my ass. Giving it a small pet, he whispered into my gaze.
"What if what I want is you?"
Reaching over to grab him by the wrist that was in charge of groping me, I replied back with an equal whisper to his maw.
"Then we can make it happen. Just promise me you'll have the gear."
"I will." He replied as he took his hand back. Giving him a small smile, I then urged him.
"Good. I gotta get back to work. Call me when you make the swipe and we'll find a place to meet up."
"Roger that Voltz."
"Diskov." I groaned back as I made my way out of the alley and back onto the street.
Once out of his view and away from the situation, I fixed my hair and readjusted my backpack. Looking at my watch, I knew I had time to make these last few drops. So that was the plan from here on out. Collect what I was owed and head back to the house.
Three hours later.
Upon walking back into Teddy's house, I found Mocha and his dad sitting on the couch and the mother in the kitchen. Mocha instantly came running over to greet me as Phil asked.
"How was your day Sam? Do anything fun?"
Smiling as I picked Mocha up, I replied.
"Of course I did. How was your day with this one here?"
Giving me a large chuckle back, he replied.
"Snug as a bug in a rug we are. Janet is making pot roast tonight. You think you'll be hungry in about an hour?"
Starting my trip upstairs, I replied on the way up.
"I'm always hungry. Just give me a call and we'll come down."
"Gotcha!" He replied as I carried Mocha all the way up to my room. Once there I used my right foot to kick the door shut and tossed my dog onto the nearby bed where she enjoyed her plop barking.
"Braf! Braf!"
I just chuckled my way over to my desk and laid out my backpack. When I got around to sitting down, I unzipped the main compartment to see my take for the day. Pulling out a large zip lock bag, I unzipped the top and took a three inch thick stack of bills out from inside. Next to that was a few smaller bags that I took a look at just to see how much I had left to sell.
Ever since I left my old home, I got into contact with a few kids I knew back in high school who were all coke dealers. I needed a way to make money and I knew very well I was the last person people expected to be selling hard party drugs; and for the last two months it's gone very well. My bank account was flourishing and what I was starting to rake in was well exceeding my expectations. I'd have to restock soon, I knew that just by looking at what I had left, but when it came to the money? Slowly but surely I'd have enough to cut tail and run from the middle east.
Taking my time with Mocha laying on the bed, I got done counting my take of the proceeds which came out to be around twenty grand give or take. My supplier got the rest but I could care less about that. A deal is a deal and I was good at making those.
Putting the cash back in my bag, I took a quick look at one of the bags and decided to end my day proper. Laying out one line, I quickly snorted it up and put my head back to take in the rush. I could feel my venom reacting to the hit as normal and fuck did it feel like heaven. A sick pleasure at worst, but with no one around but Mocha to care, I enjoyed the high and put away the rest.
With my mind going a mile a minute, I pulled out my laptop and got to work.
My focus was on learning all I could about viper venom and over the last two months I've gotten more than I expected. I already knew the basic makeup of the drug. It came down to a very vast combination of stimulants. Some of which were betel nut, ice, cocaine, khat, mephedrone, and a small amount of LSD and oxycodone. All of which I could get from one person or another, but with luck Rosco would get me most; if not all of what I'd need.
What's funny when I got around to thinking about it, those pills Zandro had me on were full of most of those stimulants. They were processed differently and much more mild than what I think a full dose of actual venom contains.
With my head in a rush, I looked at my phone for a second to see another missed call from my mother. I quickly swiped it away and went into my messages to send my supplier a quick update on my take. I'd meet him tomorrow to pay him and get more product, but give or take a few more weeks and I'll be robbing him blind before leaving the country for good.
Slipping my hand back into my bag, I widened my eyes to the feel of cold steel. Slowly pulling out a handgun that I spent good money to get; since most firearms are locked by the M.E.A.F.
A pure black Taurus G3 Luger. A wonderful handgun I kept just in case something ever went down between me and one of my dealers or deals for that matter. I've never used it to be honest. It was a safety net and just here to ease my stress. Loaded with seventeen nine millimeter rounds that I prayed would one day save my life. Yet for now I just kept it in my bag. Praying as well that I would never have to use it at the same time. Teddy didn't even know I had it. In fact the only person who did was his father.
Teddy's dad came to me the night after I first came here and urged me to carry something like this for my safety. He was forever hating my father for what he did to me and without a doubt he was still wishing he'd show himself here one day. It's not like my dad doesn't know where to find me. I know my mom has been snooping around and my aunt was doing everything in her power to come talk to me as soon as her wedding was done being planned out for later in the month. I had no intention of seeing her though. I wanted nothing to do with my family. Not now and probably not ever. If there was one thing I learned from my uncle before he went back overseas; it's that I needed to focus on no one else other than me. My life was all that mattered. They can all have theirs.
With minutes passing me by, I went back to my computer to continue my research. All that mattered to me right now was getting myself ready to solve this mystery. I was gonna make a difference and this wasn't for anyone other than me. Viper venom can kill me if I let it. I'm not taking any more drugs to hide it behind a false gate that didn't exist. I wasn't going to let it control me. I'd do this no matter the risks that were involved.
Two days later.
I waited for Rosco for well over an hour. He texted me that he was on his way but I was starting to get worried. Thankfully just as I went to check the time the Bengal tiger came into the coffee shop I was seated in with two large duffel bags. One on his back and another in his right hand. I smiled as he approached the table to stop and ask me with a smile.
"This shit weighs a lot you know."
"Good thing you're a big guy then." My response made him laugh and without waiting he sat down across from me to lower both the bags to his knees. I reached over to take the one from his mit and he just so happened to gently kick the other one to my side of the table. From there I took a good look inside the bags and spotted enough venom filled cases to stock a small army. The other had the ingredients that were needed to produce it and a few discs and usb sticks. Once I was done looking, he asked me.
"That everything you were after?"
Putting down the duffel I replied.
"Looks about right. Anyone see you?"
Shaking his head he replied.
"Nah. I wiped the cameras before I left. No one will know what happened till tomorrow anyway. The labs are closed at this hour."
"It'll come as quite a shock then. Heheh." I chuckled as he nodded and replied back softly.
"That it will. There will probably be an investigation. After all, I did clean them out for you."
"Thank you." I said back to him to show my gratification. But as to be expected Rosco went on to wonder.
"So what about my payment?"
His right knee came out to insert itself between my legs. With a gentle push, he pushed my left leg open. I just smiled as I stared into his eyes. He however waited for an answer. Licking my lips after a few seconds of thought, I asked him curiously.
"Now?"
He just simply nodded his head as I then had to wonder.
"Where?"
"My place isn't far if you'd be willing to go for a small drive with me."
All I could do was agree with his suggestion because I had no other option for how or where to do this. So parting my hair to the side, I replied.
"As long as you treat me right. I've never done something like this."
Giving me a wide smile, Rosco went on to inform me as he picked up one of the bags.
"Trust me, I know you're new Sam. And despite my size, I can promise you I'm a lot gentler than you may expect. So?"
With my only option to go with, I grabbed the other duffel and got up from the table. Once standing before his height, I replied.
"So lead the way."
Without missing a beat the tiger escorted me to his car, where we got in after stowing the bags in the trunk. From there it was a short ten minute trip to his place which was a decently nice house near the capital. It was part of all the new renovation the government did just after the war ended. The homes were made to honor some of the officers who fought in the war. But some like Rosco here were gifted one to keep quiet. I knew his business. Rosco was one of the few people who worked under Zandro. He was a soldier and one of the few officers he had under his wing. He even admitted to me that his unit was once a PMC of it's own before my dad became the first president. For legality reasons they merged with the old rebellion and now they're operations were solely based on secret covert ops the government couldn't be seen doing and by heavily producing most of the middle east's advancing technological marvels.
He was originally just a blank face to me, but when I heard he was in charge of most of the men in the science division; it made perfect sense to work with him on something like this. He was a good guy even though he was probably ten years older than me, but still like most men he was in this for either the money or the pussy and thanks to his choice being the latter; he didn't want anything other than me as payment.
Once inside his house the tiger got off his vest and laid it down next to the stairs. Once he was done, he asked me curiously as he went towards the kitchen.
"You want something to drink? Maybe eat before we do this?"
Ignoring his offer I replied.
"Nah I'm good."
His eyes gave me a curiously surprised look and he went on to ask me.
"Just right to business huh?"
Smiling, I replied back while undoing the first and only button to my jeans.
"You should know how I am by now. Right to the point."
The tiger gave me another faint chuckle before coming back on over to where I was standing. Once in front of me, he whispered a question.
"You nervous at all?"
Putting my hand on his chest I replied.
"A little….but….well this had to happen sooner or later. I might as well just get the hard part out of the way. Not to mention you're at the very least a nice guy to me when compared to most of the guys who want me."
Picking my chin up with his right hand, he cooed back.
"Oh? Well that's a pretty positive way of thinking about this."
"I'm not on anything though. So please do me a favor and when you're ready…...pull out."
Now the tiger came in to approach my lips. Before reaching them, he replied back.
"Have no fear. I'll make sure you're not taken advantage of."
Keeping his paw under my chin to level out my head, the tiger came in to kiss me. I was barely experienced in even this part of my sex life. I've only kissed one person and that was Teddy when we were like thirteen years old. Thankfully the tiger was gentle enough and allowed me to make most of the moves going forward so I didn't feel rushed. After a few moments of locked lips, he retracted and said to me with another wide smile.
"Not going to lie to you Sam, but it's been a small fantasy of mine getting to you like this. Hooking up with an ex-president's daughter."
I just chuckled and whispered back.
"Well it's not much of a fantasy anymore for you. So how about we get this moving already?"
With a gentle chuckle the tiger spun me around and pushed me towards the stairs. With a small laugh of my own, I made the climb up to his room which was at the very end of the hall. Once inside, Rosco shut the door and waited till I was in front of his bed to ask me.
"You want me to take the lead from here?"
To be honest I was still scared that this was really about to happen, so without even questioning it I just nodded my head and replied.
"Yeah. I'd like that."
Locking the door with one hand, Rosco took his care to approach me. Once he was here, I looked back up into his eyes to stare at him as he came in for another kiss. This time however he put more effort into it and together we fell on his bed. It didn't take long for my body to start getting hot underneath all this clothing and thankfully he felt the same way and began to take off his shirt. I couldn't help but stare at his large body and admire his shape and form. He was a very dominant looking partner and without a doubt I questioned my intentions one more time as I kissed him and began to reach around his backside. When he felt my hands rub his back he urged me with hot breath.
"Just relax Sam. I'm gonna take care of everything for you tonight."
"Okay." I replied as I felt his hands come in between us to begin taking off my pants.
The moment I felt everything get exposed was when I struggled to keep my eyes open. I was embarrassed for myself and even he knew it, but I don't think he cared much at this point. His focus was now on my body. With my shirt and bra coming off next, I looked down to see him now working on his pants. As they came off, I saw what he was packing for a man his size and instantly moaned out.
"Jesus Rosco."
He was lost for a second, but he quickly caught on and took a look down to laugh at my sense of fear. Once he was looking back at me he stated.
"It's not as big as you think. Once it's in you'll grow accustomed to the size. All girls do."
"It's still my first time." I informed him as he reached over to his nightstand to pull out a bottle of lube from the top draw. As he cracked the cap he said back.
"Which is why we're gonna use some of this to help you out. Like I said Sam, just relax and let me do the work. It's only gonna hurt for a few seconds. After that you'll be feeling nothing but pleasure. Just trust me for once. I'm not gonna intentionally break you."
"So you claim." I chuckled back as I watched him wet his first two fingers. Thank god his claws were put away otherwise he really was gonna hurt me.
"Just look at me." He commanded back.
With our eyes locked, I suddenly felt the pressure of his fingers enter me. At first I let out a small gasp, but quickly caught my voice and my tongue and did my best to adjust to the strange feeling. What should have taken a few seconds turned into a few minutes. Once he was done he pulled out his fingers and informed me while wetting his dick with the lube.
"You should be good."
"Fuck you." I muttered through a hot head as he came in to place his right hand around my neck. My eyes widened as he pinned me down and without giving me another chance to respond; he ordered me softly.
"Turn over. It'll be easier on you. Tends to go in smoother too."
I couldn't disobey him now and part of me like the feeling of being taken like this. Thankfully this was by choice and not a rape like I always imagined my first time would go.
So obeying his command, I nodded my head and flipped onto my front side where I felt him start to lift his weight off of my body. Out of instinct I just shut my eyes and waited now for the rest to come. From behind, I felt both his hands grab onto my ass and heard him whistle.
"God damn. Ain't that a pretty sight. You ready?"
I just nodded once and kept my eyes closed. He took that as my answer and without waiting another second I felt the exact moment his dick began to push itself through my body.
"Aghhhh!" I gasped as I felt his right hand come back to the base of my neck. With some force; he pinned me back to the bed and urged me as he went in deeper.
"You're doing good Sam. I'm almost there."
"Fuck!" I mumbled through the pain I was in. I couldn't believe this was real, but a deal was a deal and I'd have to accept this as my reality. Thankfully the pain only lasted for another minute or so before I started to feel good. It was then I began to moan and with it the tiger asked me from behind.
"Starting to enjoy yourself there?"
Regardless of how badly I wanted to answer him, I just kept myself sealed and got lost in my first time.
Two hours later.
The walk up to my room was painful, but worth it. I never felt more relieved to be home and with everything I wanted in my hands.
Entering my room and carrying both of the duffel bags over to my desk, I laid them out and took a seat. Mocha came up from downstairs a moment after. Running over to where I was; she jumped up onto my lap with all her weight which got me to groan with a small laugh to it.
"Oh my lord Mocha! Not right now!"
She just licked my face regardless of my response to her affection. What was I to do about it? I just settled myself down and began to pet her fluffy head. After a few moments I asked her.
"How do you feel about spending the night helping me figure this out?"
Her eyes looked down at the bags to reply.
"Braf!"
"Awesome." I chuckled as I leaned over to grab them. Mocha got down finally and with her absence I opened up both the bags and looked firstly at all the venom Rosco managed to steal from Zandro and the M.E.A.F.
Easily over a hundred doses of just liquid venom and under all the cases that held the needles; were smaller black cases that contained the pills my uncle had first given me back when I had my first experience. Taking one of the needle cases out, I opened it on my lap to find inside the case held five actual doses. So what I thought was just a hundred doses could now easily be a thousand or more. Taking another look at the bag, I whispered to myself in disbelief.
"Holy shit Rosco."
He took everything. He had to have.
Without much more to think about, I went to the next bag and proceeded to go over the data he also managed to steal. It contained everything I was hoping it did. Mainly on how to produce it. But it also pointed out a lot of the flaws the drug has and why it was so difficult to alter. Thankfully though Rosco got me the starter kit I'd need to start making my own doses. What I needed to know now was how real venom felt and I wouldn't experience that from reading about it.
My eyes hoovered back to the needles and without even thinking about it; I picked one out from the case and popped the top. Mocha was staring at me curiously as I contemplated my next move. I'd have to do this at least once to know what it's like. I have to understand.
I had to hype myself up, but after a good ten or so minutes of mentally battling my mind and body, I just committed and pressed the syringe to my neck. For the first few seconds it felt like I had stabbed myself with a burning cattle prod. What came after I almost couldn't believe. Mocha jumped a few feet back as I came leaping out of my seat in agony.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Holy shit!"
"Braf! Braf! Braf!" She began to bark back as I got on my knees. Coming around to my front side, Mocha continued to bark. Up until I decided to take her into a heavy embrace that was full of unbelievable amounts of pain. My head was on fire and it felt like all my internal organs were melting. Or like someone filled my insides with battery acid.
Tears came quickly to the forefront of my appearance and with nothing helping the pain subside, I jumped off Mocha and ran to the nearby bed to grab onto a pillow. Clamping my teeth into it, I let out very deep and very painful growls into the fabric.
Soon my only focus was on surviving and doing my best to keep quiet. Mocha jumped onto the bed to begin pawing at my back and all I could do was groan from that moment on till it began to subside. However it felt like it took an hour to me, but when I got around to checking my watch I saw it had only been two minutes. Tears were drenching my face and without a doubt it felt like I was about to pass out. I was so light headed and drowsy it made moving from this point on near impossible. Rolling off my bed and onto the floor, I stared up at the ceiling just gagging for air. Mocha came back down to my aid to begin licking my face.
"Holy shit….what the fuck?" I asked myself in disbelief that people actually used this daily.
I don't know if it's that bad all the time or if that was going to be a one time thing, but I couldn't believe I wasn't dead from a heart attack just now. Mocha did her best to comfort me, but for real this time it took me a good ten minutes to try and move from where I was. My body didn't want to work it seemed and I figured that to be from one or more of the stimulants I was experiencing. Probably the LSD or the betel nut.
Off to a good start it seemed when it came to figuring this out, I began to laugh to myself. I felt so fucking dumb for even trying to do this. What was I doing with my life? Robbing the M.E.A.F, befriending one of Zandro's most trusted officers, and injecting myself with illegal combat enhancers just to learn about its properties. I'm supposed to be smarter than this.
Crawling my way back over to my desk, I gave my own question a legit answer which is how I knew I was starting to grow insane.
"Some of the best scientists who did great things with their work had to make sacrifices in order to solve problems they couldn't find answers to. You're just following in their footsteps Samantha. You can do this. Just…..just get back up."
Using all I had left, I threw myself back up into my chair and let out a very long and very well earned breath before looking back at the remaining four doses I had waiting on my attention.
Picking up another one very carefully, I popped the top and made the choice to go for a second round. I couldn't let my body rest. I needed to know what happens if you go for broke.
I knew the pain to come and just as I went to give myself the second dose, I felt Mocha bite down on my right ankle with all she had. It was enough to get me to stop what I was about to do.
"Ahhh! Mocha!" I shouted at her as she was hurting me for real. Thankfully she let go when she heard my reaction, but followed it up by barking at me. Something told me she knew what she was doing by stopping me, but I still had to know. Just looking at her told me she didn't want me to take a second dose, so I just settled by informing her with the needle still in my hand.
"I'll take half. Okay?"
"Braf! Braf! Braf!" She barked back as I put her feelings to rest by taking only half a dose to my neck. However the second I did I widened my eyes because that melting feeling I described came back full force, but this time with so much power behind it I instantly lost control of my body and fell back into my chair. The needle rolled out of my hand as my arms went limp and with zero ability to talk; I passed out from the overwhelming pain.
Roslin's POV, One hour later.
Stepping into her room, I stopped halfway between her and her bed to stare at the situation before me. Her dog Mocha was barking wildly in the hope she would wake back up, but I knew better than to think that could ever happen now that she was this deep into her so called "research".
Taking another step closer, the dog spun her head back to see me there. Almost instantly she began to growl and with very little effort I urged the angry wolf.
"Rest."
My power alone was more than enough to put Mocha to sleep. Her small frame fell over much like her owner's and once that was all said and done, I got to where she was sitting to look over her face. Her eyes alone told me she was dead on the spot from taking that second dose. Even if it was just half. Much like her father, she was blindly stupid and ignorant enough to push her own boundaries without considering the outcome that followed.
Reaching up to scratch my chin, I contemplated my next move. However I was caught completely off guard when all the sudden her eyes shot back open and she began to reel over in pain. I even took a step back out of shock that she somehow was alive. Thankfully she wasn't in any position to notice me and without wanting to make a scene; I backed off. At least for now. Unlike her father, she was now very interesting to me. It took more the stupidity to overcome death. I'd just have to wait and see if it was something other than luck that saved her.
Sam's POV.
"Auugkkk!" Blood came spilling out from my mouth and onto the top of the desk as I felt my heart beating at nearly a hundred miles an hour. Pressing my face down into the blood just because I was with a lack of energy at that moment, I began to focus on my breathing. During which I felt a strong chill wash over my body. Enough so that I looked back to make sure I was alone. Which I was.
My eyes then began to look around for Mocha who I found asleep on the floor next to my feet. In confusion I tried to say her name.
"Mo….Mo...Auuuk! Mocha?!"
She didn't budge. So I decided to try and recover myself from what just happened. When I looked at my watch I saw an hour had passed me by. With a loss for what to do, I asked myself.
"What happened? Did I pass out?"
No one was around to answer me so I was left to think I either did or I just died and somehow came back. I've heard stories of people overdosing and dying and somehow coming back to life. Did that just happen to me? I asked myself as I couldn't move my legs.
My head was so warm I could feel the venom gushing through my bloodstream. When I got around to looking at my phone, I saw my eyes in the reflection were both red. Then for some reason I put all of my attention into calming down. I had to relax. I had to regain some sense of order now that I was back.
Spotting the rest of the venom that was sitting in the case on my desk, I quickly closed it and sent it back into the duffel bag that was on the floor next to me. From there I got up and attempted to pick up the half used needle that rolled almost under my bed. I slipped and fell back down to the ground but managed to get a gasp. Once I had laid myself out with it, I aimed as best as I could and tossed it at the bags. Thankfully it landed inside the one I wanted and with that as my entertainment for the night; I let out a faint chuckle and fell back asleep.
mT Shadow.