Underground lab, Blackwolf Base campA petite young scientist, wearing a white long lab gown, with hand gloves and her eyes were protected by a transparent visor, was looking on her microscope excited of cellular fission progress she had worked on for a couple of months. She was in her early 30's and she was one of the brightest in Astron University of Science. She graduated with flying honors and took up Chemistry, Biology, and a Ph.D. in Advanced Microbiology.The whirring sound of airconditioning evaporators, the soft vibrations of machinery, and the bright lightings constricted in one room had been Dr. Ela’s playground for months. She had been buried for work, for a great purpose she supposed, had driven her to be secluded from the outside world.Her breathing was steady. Her right-hand fingers had found efficiently to the control buttons of the microscope to adjust its resolution, zooming in and zooming out. Her heart was excited, thu

Consolacion Village territory, Mt. ElberusHe heard a dog's growl from a distance in front of him. A jolt of gooseflesh crawled up his spine and he boosted from the ground. He stood while he aimed his weapon in front. His rifle kissed his cheeks and his eyes focused on his rifle sights and towards the vastness of the clearing where the sound loomed.“Come out! Whatever you are, I will fight you!” Rick screamed. They were not humans, he assumed.A silhouette of a man and beside him was a large dog about 100-meters away from Mark emerged from the blanket of darkness. The moon shyly illuminated the area. He heard the man laughed devilishly while his dog was growling.‘Fuck, it's them! It's Raegor. How the hell did he find me? Calm yourself. Think! Think!’ Mark could not think clearly. He forced the thought and still battling with the possibility that these beings possessed inhuman capabilities.The dog started

Tribal Territorial Grounds, Mt. ElberusLance and Kate settled on a large outcropping behind a large, thick tree. Luke sauntered forward towards the Acacia tree that had been the place where their first meeting. Kate had her binoculars and Lance held the AWM50, mounted on the outcropping and his right eye buried to the scope. The tingling feeling rose up to his shoulder where the rifle’s stock rests. His trigger finger jittered in excitement and he practiced his breathing steadily.“Luke. Be careful out there.” He said through the earbuds as Luke was now distant. Lance’s vision now struggled for a clear sight for his friend could be in imminent danger.“Do not worry much. You’ll get wrinkly.” Luke responded as he continued his direction.“Shut up, you love birds,” Kate interjected. “All clear from here, Luke. Are you sure she is going to show up?”“That, I am not s

Commander's Office, Base camp, Mt. ElberusEqually spaced pen lights shone above the hardwood ceiling that comprised the Blackwolf Commander’s office. The yellow dim lights provided a soothing comfort, perfect for the taste of a veteran soldier like James Johnson. He enjoyed his Cuban cigar as he slouched on his office chair and playfully fingered the wafting smoke with his fingers. He rocked his chair back, his feet stretched below the desk. His head craned upwards looking at the expensive wooden ceiling.A wolf’s head was carved using a mahogany tree that hung majestically on the right side wall where all his achievements were gloriously placed on a glass panel cabinet. He frequently looked at them with utter glory and honor. But now, all he saw was a mockery of his service or patriotism. To a person what he had become, was beyond the dreams of a dedicated soldier. Corruption had filled his mind and disputes had loomed on his imaginations

Castle Rise Hotel, Bower City Loud and intimate moaning reverberates to the walls of the 20th floor Castle Rise penthouse. A naked female figure, slim and curvy, was grinding on top of a naked fat hairy man lying flat on a thick and comfortable bed cushion. Her hair was long and wavy and it naturally fell to her shoulders down to her lower back almost kissing her butt cheeks. The fat naked man, Henry Wallace, was very perspiring and exhausted while his regular hooker mercilessly and ferociously drove on top of him, rubbing her crotch with her legs stretched widely apart against the Secretary's boner. The hooker's both arms were held to a very fancy wooden headboard to leverage strength during her grind. Even with this exhausting activity, the hooker still maintained her freshness, and only slight perspiration trickled down her forehead still maintaining her makeup. Both of the Secretary's hands grasped strongly her B-cup-sized breasts and played with them. The Secretary's mouth was