Werewolves And Vampires - A Shapeshifter's Tale 13 1.13 Weapon Maintenance, Sorry Cannot Be Disturbed.

Hailoong spoke to me from the kitchen, even though he had taken a peek at my hot and cold weapons, he was astonished that I could carry all of them when I confront the Weres of the Night Crawlers.

"Hahahaha... It is part of the business, handsome...! Some need to be killed at a close, personal range while many others would be just a shot to their thick heads. As long as no human casualties are involved, I'm on the safe side, even on the STF side."

HaiLoong knew I was speaking the truth, as long as no innocent bystanders were hurt, I'd be safe in and out of their zone as silent as a ninja. No one knew I was a Shapes.h.i.+fter and that remains as it is. I wish I could have the ability to Shapes.h.i.+ft parts of my hands to become a paw or my legs to become the hind legs of Spotty, but it is only just wishful thinking.

I have to undergo a complete transformation from a 26-year-old girl and into a beast I choose, a Cougar or a Cheetah. One that uses stealth and ability to leap while the other a burst of speed and kill.

I thought of those two Beasts and asked them if they still hungry and both stood up again. My G.o.d... How much food intake that I need to make to calm down their own growling stomachs. Hahahahaha. Time to get a freezer and stock that with lots of beef, especially the Brisket, Round, Sirloin and Flank.

"Hey handsome, how much is a small chest freezer? I might need me to store some... Hmm... Ben and Jerry's or Walls or Kings... Whatever."

"Depending on its capacity dear, the larger it is the more expensive it'll get. Also, its power consumption too would be from 100+ Watts right to half horsepower. Different brands carry different wattage. For ice cream, get those Korean or China brands would do unless you have money to splurge, Fisher and Paykel, Westinghouse or even Kensington would do all right."

HaiLoong narrated as if he was the salesman from City Electric as he discusses wattage, horsepower et cetera et cetera. All a girl knows is slide the lid of the freezer, pick what you need and closes it back again.

Hahahahaha. My goodness, this HaiLoong sometimes sputter so much information that it seems, he is a walking Google with a dong in between his legs that I liked very much.

"Huuuufffff...the stores around here close at either 5 pm or 530pm. Why don't they follow like some Asian countries where they open right till 9 or 10 pm. Who knows someone might have blown the fuse in their kettle at 4:59 pm and rushes to the store and finds it closed? Darn f.u.c.ked up at this moment, right? Unless the person knew how to hack then they could boil from a pot. But what if the house has no pot?!?"

"Huuuaarrggghhhhh..... It is so frustrating indeed. Hey dear, you think these appliances are available online? I could use your credit card right and pay you cash instead? I've just got my payment and hadn't had the time to deposit into my savings account. And I don't even a debit card at all. Haven't applied since and had been offered one as well. Just my ATM card that's all."

I hollered as I made my way to clean up the stuff that I had placed carelessly in my office. I held my P320 and removed the magazine and emptied the loaded chamber and caught the twirling round in my other hand. I inserted back the round in the magazine and check the barrel for any signs of rust.

I picked my Break Free CLP4 gun oil and places it on the coffee table and a 3 seater sofa and stripped down the pistol. I then took my Benelli M1014 and Stubby M416 and emptied the chamber and set all of them on the table.

Maintaining these weapons once I am out in the open, being exposed to the elements, had me cleaning them religiously and making sure they do not jam when I need them during the crucial moment. These hot weapons, if not cared for, would acc.u.mulate an unknown amount of grime, dust, GPR and whatever s.h.i.+t that would make it performing lesser than usual. Both my P320 and Stubby had long suppressors which means it's as silent as an MP5A4.

My P320 had a green dot sight while my Stubby had an ACOG C79A1 sights that would do just fine if I wanted to take out some headshots from 150 meters downrange. I chose to have the Stubby because it could serve with enough firepower to suppress a few packs of Weres.

My Benelli was being used to breach heavy doors and was good to shoot those hinges at close range. How do you expect a frail girl like me to kick down doors... Yeehaw...! You must be dreaming, old man...

I would make Lara Croft of Tomb Raider bow down and regard me her successor once I am dressed up for the kill.

HaiLoong knew I was into these and had no objections as long as I'm properly protected. I once wanted to fas.h.i.+on a helmet but I looked rather like Magneto from X-Men. Hahahaha. Or maybe Cleopatra.

I took my cleaning kit and cut a piece of cleaning cloth and put it through the eyelet of the cleaning rod. One rod each for a different weapon. After giving it a thorough bone dry wipe down and a few scrubs with its steel brush, I dripped a drop gun oil on the cloth and run it through the barrel, and it's trigger mechanism.

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I then wrapped up my Sig, Stubby and Benelli into their individual gun bags and placed them back in their storage which was behind the door. I then took my cold weapons next and checked for any nicks or wear and tear. I carefully wiped off any prints and stored them back in their scabbard or holders as for the Kunais.

I cleared all the cleaning kits and gun oil and used a chamois cloth to wipe the table clean. Next, I inspected my silver-studded battle gear and found nothing was amiss. My phone beside me buzzed as it received an SMS and I knew that a new mission will be updated.

I picked it up and scroll to the message menu and saw a message from Leo. "Mission update. Meet on Tuesday Night."

"Tuesday Night. It means 3 days from now. Money money... Come to mummy. Winner winner chicken dinner...! Yeehaw..." I thought aloud to myself and smiled.

"Hey handsome, I'd be out for a night mission. Keep me update if you have anything unusual on Tuesday, aight? Don't want any friendly fire or crossfire from each other, you hear me handsome?!"

"Yeah, I hear you loud and clear, honey. I won't wanna get too close to you wearing those battle gear like as if you're the MC of Resident Evil from Rac.o.o.n City. Hahahahaha...!"

HaiLoong gave me a kiss on my nose and looked at me. "You really wanna buy the whole Ben and Jerry's collection of icecream? You won't be afraid that it might end up somewhere between here and here and here..?"

HaiLoong gently poked at my b.u.m, hips and also my cheeks... And his touch was simply magical. His fingers lingered at my checks and down to my chin as he pulled me close to his face and kissed me full on my lips. My lips parted a bit and allowed his tongue to slither inside when I suddenly pushed his chest aside.

"Sorry Jose, weapon maintenance not yet completed... Let me finish up, take a shower and let my food travel down and settle in my stomach for a while. Chill those two bottles of wine, please. Treat them like champagne and douse them with plenty of ice. Be bright back, Eagle face."

"Mine... Mine..." growled Beast from within as I knew I would soon melt into his arms after our wild lovemaking afterwards.