My Girl..
Cyrus
Raven and I are out in the cold surveying the site for the new Heat Clinic. Or Horny Hostel according to my girl.
My fated mate.
We’ve been banging like bunnies since we mated. She likes to be dominated.
I love it.
We’ve also been fighting as much as we’re banging.
Again, I love it.
Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any better, I’m asked to blow a hole in the ground. Or a crater, depending on what I accomplish today.
“The ground here is cold, hard and frozen solid.” Raven looks around the large area, stomping on the ground and shaking her head. She really shouldn’t doubt my abilities.
“It’s mixed with rock too which will make it harder to penetrate.” I move walk around, looking for the perfect place to make my pilot hole.
“How much are you going to use?” Raven asks, I’m trying to figure out how much training she has and it seem she has some in explosives, but she’s definitely not a graduate of Cyrus‘ School of Blowing Shit Up.
*Probably a quarter of a stick, maybe even a half.” I bend down and mark a spot in the snow.
“A half stick? The land is fused to a mountain.” She questions and I laugh.
“We need a big hole. We’ll tamp it down with snow to blow it downward.” I get to work using an auger to drill a hole as deep as I can to fill the hole with my C4. It is very malleable and should be enough to blow a hole from here to the other side of the world.
I crouched beside the borehole I drilled into the ground. Wisps of vapor curled from the hole’s rim, as if the mountain were exhaling.
I attach the detonator and cap, covering the hole with the snow and lead Raven away from the site. We take cover behind some trees in the
forest.
“If it isn’t too much C4, then why are we this far back?”
“Because I used a shit ton of C4.” I smile at her, and her eyes go wide.
“I’m not going to waste this opportunity.”
“And you will do what when the hole is too big?”
*Backfill it with some dirt. It will be fine. Now stay behind me Fireball.” Raven covers her ears and I bring the detonator up, ready to hit the
button.
“3,2,1…” I count down.
The sound was a deep inward thud, like the ground itself had a heartbeat. Snow shot straight up into the air. The snow surged outward in waves, momentarily blotting out the sun with a blinding curtain of white. Chunks of ice rained down around, covering us.
We slowly stood to survey the ground. The dust, snow and rock settled. “Well, that is one way to make a giant crater.” Fireball looks on in shock and equal parts amusement.
The air shifted and the temperature dropped. The mountain itself groaned above us.
I looked up, the mountain ridgeline seemed to shift and ripple. A slab the size of a freight container tore free from the face of the mountain, dragging down a sheet of ice and with it. The roar that followed was deafening–part avalanche, part landslide. The air vibrated with raw, unstoppable energy. Rocks the size of homes were perceptibly shifting and peeling away from the edge of the cliff, dislodged by the blast of the
crater.

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