Black Project Files Chapter 6

Story by Duncan213 on SoFurry

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#10 of Black Project Files first draft


January 16, 1935 Luke Army Air Corp Base Mesa, AZ: there is a reference collection of firearms at the technical lab there are rows of guns and a yellow/brown desert lizard trying to pick out the write one.

A staff member comes in saying "Applegate, what is that to do with case #SMMC 35/10009600?"

Applegate replied to the staff member "there are no shots in the bodies but there are four shots from a type of gun but where are the rounds."

A trashed out 1929 Zenith Z6A Biplane in a now disclosed hanger at the Air-force base, Mr. Applegate point out some claw marks on the plane's body and one of the lower wings saying "you see the claw marks on one of the lower wings, we need to get back at the site..." and the staff member yells out from an enclosed office "Applegate phone."

January 17, 1935 DC FBI HQ: a half human/half cobra one Sp. Agent Heff Molder of the homicide unit was at that time was working of FBI/SMHC file #35/9781892-040138 was talking to J. Edger Hoover in the briefing room, Heff is not his real name, his real name is really Apep but a mistake with his name by a U.S. woker in Egypt found him in 1860 and somehow stuck.

Heff: Mr. Hoover, I just got out from the autopsy room and case 35/9781892-040138 and the cut on the corps do not match with any weapon on site, no human or animal on earth can make clean bites into bone.

Mr. Hoover: I think you need to take a leave.

Heff: is this an order?

Mr. Hoover: it's a sudjestgen.


January 28, 1935 somewhere at the Vulture city power plant: at the power plant a bloody corps is splattered on the cement floor latter identified as a switch board operator by one of the grounds that work at the counting house.

When the covered truck drove up to the main shaft of the glory hole 30 men in 213 uniforms with 20 FBI agents surrounding both the glory hole and the power plant black and white Maricopa cop cars forming road blocks cutting the surrounds the entrance with yellow rope runs across the wood door rim area.

Blacksmith shop:

James Vance meets with one of the FBI agents this one is a 7'8" black European female dragon now head of the crime scene unit.

"So what is the case this time?"

"Another worker in a closed struck here."

"We trapped the killer but he blended himself somewhere in the shaft, you're the man...or naga to do it butyou need Sp. Agent Molder."

Conversation between 213 Lt. Joeseph Stevens Luciedos and FBI Sp. Agent Heff Damitri Molder:

Joeseph: Molder, get you're self and you're sketchbook over here!

Heff: I think you need more help then me...

Joeseph: what, a lynch mob I read about the brutal treatment in the prison system in Texas in the newspapers now and in the newspapers at Virginia City up to 1913 when I went from my hotel home and now it's no better then when I left.

Heff: no, Lt. I meant M.

Joeseph: That's good, let's open that shaft.

Inside the main shaft's entrance (the glory hole)12:01pm:beyond the yellow rope the blockade of cops hiding behind there squad cars holding there guns at the entrance, the marked paths there was a large hole in the dirt and wood floor, dimming sunlight coming from the opening Joeseph helps Heff and M in the kitchen from a buiding that was consumed by the dust storm and strean sealed the 59 year old town.

M disappeared when he checked around the saloon/hotel inside one of the hotel rooms by the time one Sp. Agent Heff D. Molder checked the hotel room M went in there was no trace of him, Joeseph stays in the main lobby/gamming room of the ageing saloon wile Heff looks for help.

Outside of the Halloway Hotel across the road 1:24am: the weathered and collapsing on it's self,pant faded with dust, the stained glass windows and wood framed doors fogged up by dirt Heff turned the small round shaped brass doorknob the door opened easily the doorknob is nicely polished, sweat beaded down his snout and hood.

At the hotel's main courtyard: vine covered walls with a lone street lamp when Heff pushed open the 2nd door this one had no doorknob when it swung open Heff polls out his gun from his holster.

1:25am: Joeseph was thrown out through a bar's front window he made sure he spread out his wings and guns blazing when he smashed into a dried out boardwalk with the tail-blades slicing the housetroft in half. When the four armed John Doe comes out from the swinging doors picked up Joeseph with a choke hold Joeseph still gave him a 'you got to be fucking be kidding me!' smirk and spits on the demon's face he throws Joeseph onto the dirt road at the John Doe's staff was swung at him, Joeseph coght the staff in mid-air with his tail-blades and holds John Doe up with one hand.

John Doe claws at Joeseph's muzzle as he tried to get his Colt .45 pestle by one of his tail-blades as John Doe three times, two in the chest and between the left horn and above the eyebrow.

At the surface January 29, 1935 James Vance talks to the FBI head of the crime scene unit:

FBI Agent: are you sure that you want to go alone Goverment property #040072202001?

Vance: I'm not some Government BOW, I'm going in there.

The underground at the 1st floor hallway 10:03am: Heff herd music from a piano at the doorway leading out from the baggage rooms he slams his back to the wall pestle drown and turning the doorknob and opens the door to baggage room #2.

(2006)

Everything is light by modern lighting Heff never saw lighting like this before, a human skeleton pops out from a travel trunk as Heff shot in in the head sparks came out of it everywhere.

Heff: mechanical?

At the saloon/cart room Heff slowly pass a piano playing it's self with his gun still out.

At the front desk at the hotel a female Peruvian boa naga playing a flute, Heff comes in with a two shot shotgun that he found in a glass case.

I know that you don't know what is happening Mr. Molder, this is not you're time this is not 1935, it's 2006 and the shotgun is property, fallow me...

Heff puts the shotgun on a card table and followed her into some graveyard at the entrance to the frount lobby and the next thing he knows it he found himself inside the hotel owner's room the room is a stately modern hotel room, the room has a bar, a dining table fully stocked with dinner.

As Heff opens the door to the next room with a large bed and a dance pole.

The boa female comes in with a bathrobe then sits Heff onto the bed saying "just relax, there Apep", then she slithered to the dance pole and takes off the bathrobe showing him her long slender nude body, gripping the pole sliding up and down.

She slithered to Heff laying his to the bed ripping his cloths off, Heff holds her close before the female boa lowered herself to his already hard cock then she wraps her tong around his cock then suckles on the spade shaped head of Heff's cock, he moans lightly as she slid her mouth down his shaft.

Heff pets the female's head as she sucks harder, then Heff slides the tip of his tail into her pussy, his tail pumps faster into her pussy as she sucked even harder, it only took moments before she slides Heff's hard cock out of her mouth then slithers up and moans lightly as she slid his length down into her pussy then wrapping her tail with his as she start to ride him, he moans as her pussy start to milk his cock.

Hours pass as the female presses her claws onto Heff's chest panting pleaser as Heff as he thrusts deeper inside her, she screams and twisted her body around his as he bursts cum deep inside her.

She lays her body onto him as she say toHeff "now, we have served you and the others will be back to you're time.

Heff: others?

The female boa: Yea, you, M and Vance, two of my friends and I have enjoyed mating with you, but not now we all should rest now.

Heff: that's sounds good.

They fell asleep in each other's arms.


WW2

Dec.7, 1941: the attack of Peal Harbor 7:55am the USS California as the Japanese air-attack began the USS California capsized within 30 mins. within the battle, one at the time Lt. Joeseph S. Luciedos wasted no time to get out of the sinking battle ship and saved two humans.

C. May 1942: the now troop ship Queen Mary set sale from New York to the Mid-eastern theater where Joeseph just finished a mission to investigate the rumors about an odd colt of the old gods at one of the temples.

Joeseph's note/213 report: Vance and I found the colt's temple outside Beni they caught us before we can get away, the woman seems to be interested to Vance, they took the young male xeno to one room to the other, the colt started things with the head prestos kneeled on the stone platform as a black dragon like demon that the all female colt all the Servant of Nodens, the demon walk behind the human and starts to crooned her and untighed her shash, a grin appears from the demon's long snout as he croons her solft human flesh.

The womon's robes fell neatly off her body, then the dragon like demon lays her down on the stone platform, asking her "what should we do with the prisoners?"

The demon grins as he unzips his pants and polls out his long cock with a bumpy ridge on the back of his now hard, manhood, rubbing the pointed head of his cock on her slit saying "let them join the fun, we need some males for the festivals" then slid his cock into his human lover's pussy, she moans lightly.

Vance's report entry: the all female colt have built an impressive complex in the temple, they have taken my cloths and guns, then a blue female dragon with E-cup breasts, she smiles to me as she asked me "join me at the bath?" she then rubs my slit with her tail and I followed her.

Once we get to the bath, the bath is a large pool with heated water flowing into the pool surrounded with gold and marble pillars and marble on the floor around the pool, the female dragon's gold eyes looked into Vance's red and yellow eyes saying "you're a xeno, the one of the grate old ones, let me bare you're seed my lord" she then open her robes for me, my claws ran her purple/blue striped body under her robe.

END OF CHAPTER 6