A couple of months ago… I cannot decide if I regret you, or not... *Shadow POV 1st Person Casino Forest. Probably one of the strangest places to me. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. Los Vegas was probably the closet thing, but even then, that city wasn’t out in the middle of a bunch of trees and greenery like Casino Forest was. All of the bright lights and loud noises wasn’t really my cup of tea. I liked nature, but silent nature, without anyone around. Seriously, I see Faker enough in a day to last me a lifetime… Currently, I sped through the neighboring Mystic Jungle, taking waterways as this was the fastest approach to my destination. The Doctor had a secret facility set up. I don’t know the purpose of this base, but whatever it was, it couldn’t be a good thing. His plans never had positive intentions, and if they were concealed, that had to be bad news. I’ve already made my way through most of the jungle, taking out any enemy that stood in my way. I was surprised to see a few Mobians at the Doctor’s disposal, as the scientist usually kept to his robots, but they had all been just as easy to wipe out. There wasn’t much challenge here, which was a shame. I wouldn’t mind for something interesting to happen, but I suppose that was not the best thing to hope for, considering the Doctor is evil and all… Some usual chatter was heard from my earpiece here and there as I’d been able to catch all of the Doctor’s verbal messages. Apparently those Mobians were mercenaries. Too bad the man didn’t plan out his defenses better, and he was now freaking out because I was getting closer and closer to the facility. The thought caused a smug smirk to form. Hearing the Doctor panic more, I thought to myself, “Hmm, Seems like this place is pretty important. No wonder the cannon fodder has been putting up a fight.” Finally arriving at the entrance, I stood behind a pillar as I sent a quick voice message to Rouge to let her know I made it, before something caught the corner of my eye. Someone was quickly approaching. Before the mysterious person could get me, I phased away and reappeared behind what I could see was a black shaded Mobian. A jackal. Not spending any time to think, however, I kicked the jackal from behind; sending them flying into the air. I phased into the sky above the enemy and used both hands to slam them to the ground. I gave the Mobian who worked for the Doctor no time to recuperate, as the jackal bounced off the ground, and I became visible in front of them. As I was about to land the finishing blow, I took a full look at the one whom I’ve been beating up. The enemy had long white streaks, and a few white lines along the dark fur. They had a thick black coat and a long tail with black and white coloring, which was quite normal for their species. I had not run into many jackals in the past, beside this trip to the Mystic Jungle. However, this Mobian threw me off a bit as they held two different colored eyes; one was yellow and the other blue, and there was a large scar over the blue eye. I wouldn’t say this for many species or people, for I’ve met a lot of various Mobians and humans, but this jackal was...gorgeous. Not sure what to make of that sudden and disturbing thought, I kicked the enemy across the face which landed the mercenary into a stone pillar before limply falling to the ground. I felt slight guilt, but chose to ignore it as I had a mission that needed to be completed. I walked over to the fallen jackal as I heard their groans of pain. From the voice, it had to be a male. That was a bit of a shock. At first glance, I almost thought it was a woman from the petite figure, but it’s not like I had much of a chance to observe his gender until now…Whatever. Standing before the beaten male, those heterochromia orbs gazed up at me, before giving a savage glare along with a snarl. He finally spoke, “What the hell are you looking at!? Aren’t you going to kill me like you did with the rest of my squad?” What was I looking at? Honestly, I was looking at him, or more, all over him. His muscles and body physique was easier to observe now that he was lying on the ground. White streaks traveled along the curves of his body nicely and matched perfectly with his glossy charcoal fur. His arms and legs, though petite, were also muscular. I could not stop myself from analyzing his muzzle that was slightly flushed and bruised, his fierce eyes looking back into mine, his plump lips that looked so tempting, and all of the angles my eyes could see of his body. He really had an attractive form. The more I stared at him, the more appealing he was to me. Frowning, I didn’t really like where my brain was going with all of this. It wasn’t everyday I found someone I was attracted to, and even still, it was most times only a slight attraction. I find it easier just to not mess with that sort of stuff anyway, but right now, I couldn’t help it as my eyes explored every inch visible to me. My cheeks dusted a soft pink; resulting in a confused raised brow from the jackal. “I’m not going to kill you.” “The fuck? Why not?!” Not sure what came over me, I approached him. He would have backed away from me, I know, but he was too weak to even make his legs respond to him; almost like a bird trapped in a cage. My lips upturned in silent joy, but then my expression became neutral once more. Getting down on one knee, I roughly grabbed his white chest fur, before forcing him to sit up and look me in the eye. A mix of shock and disbelief coursed over his muzzle. I didn’t care. I truly was a selfish being. No more thoughts were had. My lips met his. A puzzled grunt left the jackal’s mouth as I initiated the contact, and even more so when I pressed further into the kiss. His arms reached up and tried to push me away, though failing miserably as I easily swatted them away. Breaking the kiss by turning his head away just enough, the jackal shouted, “What the hell are you doing?!?!” I ignored his protests and slanted my lips over his once more; ceasing any words that may have come out. He tried to push me off again, but this time, I gripped his wrists and slammed his body to the ground as I leaned over him, breaking the liplock in the process. Those different colored eyes looked at me with a mix of rage, broken pride, hurt, and even fear. “Get the fuck off me!” “No.” I kissed the jackal that I had no name for a third time. I never did this to anyone before. I can’t explain it. I couldn’t help but at least wanting to get a taste of him. A taste… My tongue licked his lips, trying to get entrance inside. Of course it wasn’t granted, but I wasn’t concerned. I knew what I could do. Grinning, my canines lightly bit his bottom lip. Entrance was still not given, so I bit, hard. “Gah!!!” Now was my chance, and I slipped my tongue into his oral cavity. An angry grunt sounded but I ignore it as I explored. It was cute how he tried to bite my tongue with his teeth, but I made sure he was unsuccessful while still enjoying the feel of his mouth. He also gave a pitiful attempt at trying to push my tongue out with his own, but if anything, his tongue rubbing against mine only turned me on more. This went on for several minutes, and while I wished I could do so much more to the jackal lying below me, I had a job to finish. After forcing my oral appendage to retreat, I stood up and away from the flustered, angry, and confused jackal. How could I have so easily succumbed to one of the Doctor’s hired men? These emotions are... “Worthless.” I spoke quietly to myself, unknowing to me that the mercenary heard. My eyes had been on the lab at that time, but now I glanced down at the male that was still lying on the ground. Maybe, I should scare him away. I don’t want to fight him again. Stupid feelings. I narrowed my eyes at him as I lied, “Don’t show your pathetic face around me ever again.” And I disappeared so I could finish my mission; not knowing what my false words would impact on me and my future.