I would have gotten this posted sooner, but, as many of you know, my operating system got hit by malware. I'd transferred all my files to disc...or so I thought. When I started transferring my files back to my hard drive, I discovered I missed one folder: my Bradbury's Jar responses. So, I've been busy copying my posts, and I've had to rewrite this one. Anyway I hope you like this. ========== Lightning ripped the sky and thunder made the earth tremble, yet the rain was barely a drizzle. Four members of the Science Ninja Team had arrived on the presidential compound in La Ciudad de Cuauhtmallan and were within sprinting distance of the executive mansion. For just a brief moment Ryu let his mind wander to the thought of how much they will all suffer later for how they pushed themselves to go greater distances in shorter amounts of time than could be reasonably expected from any human being. "There's no time left to be squandered." Joe said, "We have to get in there fast and find Ken without tipping anybody off." "This sucks." Jinpei grumbled. "Yeah." Ryu agreed, "This is one lemon of a scenario." "So let's squeeze the juice into the bad guys' eyes!" Jun replied. Manuel Dolor stood outside the bedroom door. He tried not to clutch the insulin kit-sized case too tightly as he took several deep breaths, the anticipation was causing his heart to race. He finally opened the door. It was as dark in the room as it was outside. The curtains had been pulled open so that the lightning could stab the room's darkness unhindered. Ken was sitting up in the bed, and Manuel could have sworn a heavenly light was radiating from the young man. Lightning flashed, and the image of Ken's eyes were burned onto Manuel's retinas. He stood there a moment, awestruck by what he saw. The next thing he knew, Manuel was standing at Ken's right. He didn't recall walking over -- he could have floated or been carried by angels, for all he knew. He reached out and stroked Ken's cheek with the back of his hand. Suddenly, Manuel found himself hitting the wall next to the window before dropping to the floor. It took a moment to get his bearings. He saw Ken stand, but he couldn't straighten up because his right arm was still tethered to the bed. While Ken struggled to free his arm, Manuel located his kit, snatched it up, and pulled out a prepared syringe. A rage that felt like boiling acid flowed through Manuel's veins. "You will be made to heel, niño!" the president of Cuauhtmallan growled. He charged Ken who pushed him away. Manuel kept charging and Ken continued to block each attack and push him away. Finally, Ken freed his arm and hit Manuel with a well-placed kick, sending the president once again to the wall. But then he noticed a pain in his side. He looked down and realized that, during the fight, Manuel managed to untuck his shirt and jam the syringe into his side. He pulled out the syringe and discovered the plunger had been pushed down. Ken tossed the needle aside as a rage boiled up inside him. Then the floor spun out from under his feet. "Wha --?" Ken clawed at the floor, desperate to hold on. "Poison?"

Insulin? I just saw an old Law & Order episode recently where couples were using insulin in their sex games to cause one person to go into shock for a different high. It can sometimes cause the one who was given insulin to go into a coma. Ken better hope the rest of the team find him quick to help him.

Uh oh, don't think it's poison, but either he's about to take a nap or about to be flying high ... glad you were able to get your stories back through the forum at least!!!

EW, I'm warning you, I am going to usurp the phrase "this is one lemon of a scenario" and use it also from now on! It's a gem!!! Anyway, this story is getting darker by the hour (or by the prompt!) -- which is not bad at all! What a cliffhanger! Somehow I don't think it would be insulin, Manuel wants Ken to heel, not to get high, right? Perhaps it's truth serum?

My understanding is a shot on insulin for a non-diabetic doesn't make them high, it put them into shock. The reason is the shot is more insulin at one time than our bodies can produce, so its not a natural hit.

Hmm....I'm voting for some kinda freaky aphrodisiac....something like Spanish Fly (though I think that goes into a drink....)

Originally posted by Redbird Hmm....I'm voting for some kinda freaky aphrodisiac....something like Spanish Fly (though I think that goes into a drink....)

RB, I don't even want to ask how you know that!

I thought everyone knew that! LOL.

I knew that, but only because I played Leisure Suit Larry (a long time ago). EW, I'm impressed that Ken got free! Hopefully the team will arrive before anything worse happens to him.