The Objectives
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Category:
+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
22,283
Reviews:
12
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.
Chapter 2:The Unholy Chapel
Disclaimer: I don’t own Resident Evil or its characters.
A/N: I would like to thank those who provided me with the positive reviews and I would like to apologize with the late update.
Part 2: The Unholy Chapel
Jill lay on the chapel alter, drowsy and weak. The anti-virus Carlos recently injected her with was really making her nauseous. She had to try and live with the side effects until she escaped the city once and for all.
Jill picked her handgun off the floor to check the remaining amount of bullets in the clip, “6 left…shit.” Unless there was a weapons room around, Jill was out of luck, until she saw the grenade launcher and two handgun clips on the front row pew. She had to thank Carlos one day—if they ever met again.
Jill checked the contents of the launcher and found it was fully loaded. Jill prayed she wouldn’t run into too many zombies as she walked down the aisle to exit the chapel. Before Jill embraced the knob fully the door burst open revealing the creature she had been evading all night.
The monster grabbed Jill by the throat and lifted her off the ground and slammed her down like a doll. A cut formed above her left eye causing her to see red. He took Jill’s weapons and tossed them outside of the chapel, closing the doors behind him. The monster had become excited by Jill’s attempts to get up. Rubbing the erection that had been growing for sometime now, he sat on Jill’s legs, putting enough of his weight on her so she couldn’t move. He undid his coat to get better access to his belt. Removing the belt, he tied Jill’s arms tightly behind her.
He lifted Jill’s behind in the air and pulled her skirt to her waist to get at her panties. He ripped them off with ease revealing her pink snatch. Licking his fingers, he inserted his fingers—one after the other—inside of Jill. She gasped when she felt his and open and close inside her. He didn’t want to tear her insides apart too much with his hand; he was saving that for his aching cock he was about to thrust into her.
The monster removed his hand and laid Jill on her side. Jill felt his warm body climb in back of hers. He lifted her right leg and entered her from the side. Jill didn’t realize how thick he was until her cunt was being stretched apart. He moved in and out her with ease, not caring how much he was hurting her. His tongue slithered out of his mouth and onto Jill’s face. He licked the wound above Jill’s left eye. His tongue continued to travel until it found the entrance to her mouth. His tongue entwined with hers, causing her to gag from the smell of his breath.
He was able to pull her top apart to have better access to her breasts. He pinched her nipple hard enough that Jill bit the monster’s tongue. She didn’t know if she made him angry or not because he didn’t stop. Jill gasped when she felt his seed erupt inside her womb. She was on the verge of passing out when he came for the last time—or she thought. He rolled Jill on her stomach. He viciously thrust his wet dick inside of Jill’s unused anus. “STOP!!!” she screamed. He grabbed her head and pushed her face into the ground. Her anus was on fire from his wicked assault and he wasn’t letting up no matter how loud she screamed.
He pulled out of her ass before coming. Jill was lifted up by her neck and she was now face-to-face with his blood covered member. He squeezed the cock head, covering her face with the load he didn’t put in her ass. Bending down to face Jill, the monster licked the white and red cum from her left cheek and placed his tongue in her mouth. His hand made its way to her bloody anus and rubbed the torn flesh. Jill screamed when two fingers went in her damaged body.
Removing his fingers, he let Jill fall to the floor. He unbound her arms and reinserted the belt into the loops of his pants and pulled his coat together. He picked Jill’s limp body off the floor and headed for the exit. With Jill slung over his shoulder, the monster ran through the city. He avoided any unnecessary encounters by sticking to the rooftops of buildings, until he reached his designation. He set off the flare gun he had and within 5 minutes a helicopter set down in front of the school.
When Jill opened her eyes she was staring into the face of a medic. “Is it over…is he dead?” she asked. The medic said nothing and continued with his examination. There was a man in fatigues sitting next to him. As near as Jill could tell, he was talking to someone on a cell phone.” The last subject has been retrieved and is in more or less one piece.” Subject—was he talking about her? “The Nemesis was able to require sufficient field data; however we should reevaluate his programming upon returning.” Jill turned her head and there was the monster that put her through the worst type of degradation and humiliation she had never imagined—the Nemesis.
The soldier was now raising his voice to the person on the other end of the phone. “Reevaluation is necessary. He raped all six subjects in his attempts to impregnate them himself. Two of them already died from shock and—“he was cut off. “—well,that’s what happens when you use convicts for test subjects.” Jill couldn’t believe what she was listening. She would rather have this helicopter crash than be Umbrellas lab rat. Jill quickly became agitated and moved around in her restraints. “There’s nothing to worry about anymore,” the medic said reassuringly as he sedated her.
Nothing to worry about… Jill played that over in her head. That was three nights ago. She was in a hospital bed staring at the camera mounted above her door. Jill had just about given up all hope. She was in tough situation her training as a S.T.A.R.S member hadn’t prepared her for—motherhood.
Next up: Negative or Positive?
A/N: I would like to thank those who provided me with the positive reviews and I would like to apologize with the late update.
Part 2: The Unholy Chapel
Jill lay on the chapel alter, drowsy and weak. The anti-virus Carlos recently injected her with was really making her nauseous. She had to try and live with the side effects until she escaped the city once and for all.
Jill picked her handgun off the floor to check the remaining amount of bullets in the clip, “6 left…shit.” Unless there was a weapons room around, Jill was out of luck, until she saw the grenade launcher and two handgun clips on the front row pew. She had to thank Carlos one day—if they ever met again.
Jill checked the contents of the launcher and found it was fully loaded. Jill prayed she wouldn’t run into too many zombies as she walked down the aisle to exit the chapel. Before Jill embraced the knob fully the door burst open revealing the creature she had been evading all night.
The monster grabbed Jill by the throat and lifted her off the ground and slammed her down like a doll. A cut formed above her left eye causing her to see red. He took Jill’s weapons and tossed them outside of the chapel, closing the doors behind him. The monster had become excited by Jill’s attempts to get up. Rubbing the erection that had been growing for sometime now, he sat on Jill’s legs, putting enough of his weight on her so she couldn’t move. He undid his coat to get better access to his belt. Removing the belt, he tied Jill’s arms tightly behind her.
He lifted Jill’s behind in the air and pulled her skirt to her waist to get at her panties. He ripped them off with ease revealing her pink snatch. Licking his fingers, he inserted his fingers—one after the other—inside of Jill. She gasped when she felt his and open and close inside her. He didn’t want to tear her insides apart too much with his hand; he was saving that for his aching cock he was about to thrust into her.
The monster removed his hand and laid Jill on her side. Jill felt his warm body climb in back of hers. He lifted her right leg and entered her from the side. Jill didn’t realize how thick he was until her cunt was being stretched apart. He moved in and out her with ease, not caring how much he was hurting her. His tongue slithered out of his mouth and onto Jill’s face. He licked the wound above Jill’s left eye. His tongue continued to travel until it found the entrance to her mouth. His tongue entwined with hers, causing her to gag from the smell of his breath.
He was able to pull her top apart to have better access to her breasts. He pinched her nipple hard enough that Jill bit the monster’s tongue. She didn’t know if she made him angry or not because he didn’t stop. Jill gasped when she felt his seed erupt inside her womb. She was on the verge of passing out when he came for the last time—or she thought. He rolled Jill on her stomach. He viciously thrust his wet dick inside of Jill’s unused anus. “STOP!!!” she screamed. He grabbed her head and pushed her face into the ground. Her anus was on fire from his wicked assault and he wasn’t letting up no matter how loud she screamed.
He pulled out of her ass before coming. Jill was lifted up by her neck and she was now face-to-face with his blood covered member. He squeezed the cock head, covering her face with the load he didn’t put in her ass. Bending down to face Jill, the monster licked the white and red cum from her left cheek and placed his tongue in her mouth. His hand made its way to her bloody anus and rubbed the torn flesh. Jill screamed when two fingers went in her damaged body.
Removing his fingers, he let Jill fall to the floor. He unbound her arms and reinserted the belt into the loops of his pants and pulled his coat together. He picked Jill’s limp body off the floor and headed for the exit. With Jill slung over his shoulder, the monster ran through the city. He avoided any unnecessary encounters by sticking to the rooftops of buildings, until he reached his designation. He set off the flare gun he had and within 5 minutes a helicopter set down in front of the school.
When Jill opened her eyes she was staring into the face of a medic. “Is it over…is he dead?” she asked. The medic said nothing and continued with his examination. There was a man in fatigues sitting next to him. As near as Jill could tell, he was talking to someone on a cell phone.” The last subject has been retrieved and is in more or less one piece.” Subject—was he talking about her? “The Nemesis was able to require sufficient field data; however we should reevaluate his programming upon returning.” Jill turned her head and there was the monster that put her through the worst type of degradation and humiliation she had never imagined—the Nemesis.
The soldier was now raising his voice to the person on the other end of the phone. “Reevaluation is necessary. He raped all six subjects in his attempts to impregnate them himself. Two of them already died from shock and—“he was cut off. “—well,that’s what happens when you use convicts for test subjects.” Jill couldn’t believe what she was listening. She would rather have this helicopter crash than be Umbrellas lab rat. Jill quickly became agitated and moved around in her restraints. “There’s nothing to worry about anymore,” the medic said reassuringly as he sedated her.
Nothing to worry about… Jill played that over in her head. That was three nights ago. She was in a hospital bed staring at the camera mounted above her door. Jill had just about given up all hope. She was in tough situation her training as a S.T.A.R.S member hadn’t prepared her for—motherhood.
Next up: Negative or Positive?