Resident Evil: Resurrection
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+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
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Category:
+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
Views:
3,664
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Resident Evil, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Consequences
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“Unnh… hnn.” Alice tossed onto her right side, then turned onto her left five minutes later. She’d been drifting in and out of sleep, but a mixture of the building’s groans of pain upon the cold assaulting it from every side and her own anxieties was keeping her from even getting the relief of unconsciousness that didn’t really count as sleep but was at least some kind of rest. She finally sat up after turning to her right again, and pulled her knees to her chest in the bed, before wrapping one arm around them. With a quiet sigh she smoothed her hair out of her face then rubbed the sleep out of one eye, but the wooden groan of the floorboards next to her bed made her gasp. “Carlos!” She belted out in fear, frozen to the spot as time seemed to slow down. How had she not detected him, how had she not smelled him, how had he gotten this close without waking her!
The scream that bubbled out of her was choked and wet as he lunged, pinning her shoulders down to the bed and biting into her throat a little bit deeper. His teeth pierced through flesh and ground against the vertebrae of her neck as his wet snarl hissed against her skin and Alice thrashed. She gurgled out a stifled cry as he clamped his jaw closed and yanked his head back, tearing muscle and tendon out of her neck in a hot spray of blood. Carlos! she tried to call to him in his mind, trying to get him back, trying to make him stop. Her legs kicked on the bed as she clawed at his arms uselessly, his powerfully packed muscle unresponsive to her helpless scratches. Now that she’d been feeding him her blood, he had been brought to a level playing field with her; now that she’d been so stupid as to think she could fix him, she’d only made him stronger and he was pinning her as easily now as he would have had he attacked her when the two of them were only human.
Carlos… Alice begged, barely able to muster the strength to send him anything at all as she felt her life rushing out of her in steady arcs, spattering against the wall and across the bed, dripping down the floorboard. A hacking, hissing noise escaped her just before he dove down again, but this time to the other side of her throat as he wrenched her head further back to give himself more room. His lifeless, milky white eyes went wide as he let out a rattling roar and sank his teeth down into her flesh for the second time, sinking just as deep as the first and tearing out her windpipe with a satisfied snarl. As she fell back into the sheets on the bed and watched him swallow the flesh in his mouth, her blood dripping down his face and bits of meat and skin around his lips, hot tears cut trails down Alice’s face, cleaning away the blood in streaks. She couldn’t even speak or say anything final to him – a goodbye, an apology, anything – as she watched him open his mouth wide once he was done chewing and swallowing and he dove down for a new mouthful at her shoulder. Alice’s eyes closed with a soft flutter as she felt her life slip away with one last jerk in Carlos’ arms while he tugged muscle from bone with his teeth.
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“Unnh… hnn.” Alice tossed onto her right side, then turned onto her left five minutes later. She’d been drifting in and out of sleep, but a mixture of the building’s groans of pain upon the cold assaulting it from every side and her own anxieties was keeping her from even getting the relief of unconsciousness that didn’t really count as sleep but was at least some kind of rest. She finally sat up after turning to her right again, and pulled her knees to her chest in the bed, before wrapping one arm around them. With a quiet sigh she smoothed her hair out of her face then rubbed the sleep out of one eye, but the wooden groan of the floorboards next to her bed made her gasp. “Carlos!” She belted out in fear, frozen to the spot as time seemed to slow down. How had she not detected him, how had she not smelled him, how had he gotten this close without waking her!
The scream that bubbled out of her was choked and wet as he lunged, pinning her shoulders down to the bed and biting into her throat a little bit deeper. His teeth pierced through flesh and ground against the vertebrae of her neck as his wet snarl hissed against her skin and Alice thrashed. She gurgled out a stifled cry as he clamped his jaw closed and yanked his head back, tearing muscle and tendon out of her neck in a hot spray of blood. Carlos! she tried to call to him in his mind, trying to get him back, trying to make him stop. Her legs kicked on the bed as she clawed at his arms uselessly, his powerfully packed muscle unresponsive to her helpless scratches. Now that she’d been feeding him her blood, he had been brought to a level playing field with her; now that she’d been so stupid as to think she could fix him, she’d only made him stronger and he was pinning her as easily now as he would have had he attacked her when the two of them were only human.
Carlos… Alice begged, barely able to muster the strength to send him anything at all as she felt her life rushing out of her in steady arcs, spattering against the wall and across the bed, dripping down the floorboard. A hacking, hissing noise escaped her just before he dove down again, but this time to the other side of her throat as he wrenched her head further back to give himself more room. His lifeless, milky white eyes went wide as he let out a rattling roar and sank his teeth down into her flesh for the second time, sinking just as deep as the first and tearing out her windpipe with a satisfied snarl. As she fell back into the sheets on the bed and watched him swallow the flesh in his mouth, her blood dripping down his face and bits of meat and skin around his lips, hot tears cut trails down Alice’s face, cleaning away the blood in streaks. She couldn’t even speak or say anything final to him – a goodbye, an apology, anything – as she watched him open his mouth wide once he was done chewing and swallowing and he dove down for a new mouthful at her shoulder. Alice’s eyes closed with a soft flutter as she felt her life slip away with one last jerk in Carlos’ arms while he tugged muscle from bone with his teeth.
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