The Sound of Music: Plagas orchestra

Pairing WARNING: Krauser/Ashley, heavily implied Salazar/Clone!Ada
Chapter 4 written by Crimson Belladonna

Author’s Note- I would first like to humbly thank you all for taking the time to read and review our fic. Pandora and I have spent a great deal of time working on this and flushing out our shared ideas.
Some of you may be wondering why there are two Adas. We decided to create the clone for several reasons, which we will go into more depth about at a later time. As will be discussed in the story, the real Ada Wong was taken from her home a few nights before the mission and replaced with the double. Earlier in her career, the Organization extracted some of Miss Wong’s genetic data. The scientists bred their own Ada, and using their viruses, were able to enhance her growth rapidly. The carbon copy was kept frozen until needed. The good doctors also took the liberty to insert a micro chip containing information on Ada, her experiences, feelings, and general ideas. This allows the clone to know about her other half while at the same time she develops her own personal identity. No one knows of the clone’s existence: not Ada, Wesker, anyone.

Written by Crimson Belladonna


WORDS: 2,894

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Wesker reclined majestically in his chair, eye brows furrowed in deep thought. Ada’s disheveled appearance and sudden erratic behavior was highly unlike her. It unnerved him. What would give rise to this sudden unprofessional and almost pathetic change? Did she truly hate Krauser so much that she would go through such trouble to set him up? Sure, Jack Krauser wasn’t the most morally conscientious man, but would he be so idiotic and irrational enough to rape his comrade?

The tyrant draped one masculine leg over the other, scratching his chin in deep thought. At the most, it was at least worth looking into. Fingers briskly typing out the command, he made the connection to his mercenary’s PDA. Wesker waited….and waited. The screen flashed the connection canceled message, and the blond cursed silently to himself. ‘This is quite the situation indeed.’ If he judged Ada wrong and Krauser really had assaulted her, that would mean the brute was now working for the enemy. ‘Or he disobeyed a direct order to leave Ada alone…either way, Krauser needs to be dealt with…’

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Still sore but determined to carry on, Ada pushed herself up from the ground and adjusted her dress. She had to keep moving, to persevere no matter how unbearable the pain. Hanging around would only get her killed. She couldn’t die, not when there was her mission to consider. Forcing the pain between her thighs out of her mind, the woman stumbled out of the rundown shack and made her way up the hill to the castle gates. Pulling out her grappler gun, she aimed at the top and fired, the sudden jerk as she released the wench sending flashes of fresh pain through her tender body.

After a none-too graceful landing on the other side, Ada wince and carefully made her way up the slope. Instincts screamed at her to stay to the shadows, but that was not her style. Wearing a brilliantly red dress made her stand out like candle in the night. She had worn the dress not only to accentuate that fact, but to catch Wesker’s eye. Of course, all he had uttered was that such attire would get her into trouble.

How very right he was. Glowing torches in hand, the hill was being patrolled by a good number of ganados. Ada hugged the rocky outcrop to her right, using the shadows to conceal her as best it could. Thankfully, dark clouds were drifting over the moon, allowing her more darkness in which she could mask herself in.

There would be no avoiding confrontation if she were to continue up the slope. Indeed, she had talent enough to take them all on, but sheer numbers and the less than hospitable terrain were working against her. Deciding it best to turn and try to find another way into the castle, the Asian was about to turn when a large noise behind her caught her attention.

At least a dozen more ganados were coming through the gates, their loud, incoherent mumblings catching on the breeze. Altered by the sounds of the others, the enemies at the top of the hill began making their descent. Ada glanced around nervously. Trapped in the pincer, there would be no escape from the plaga slaves. Breath catching in her throat, Ada quickly holstered her blacktail and pulled out her grapple gun.

“¿Quién es ése? ¡Capture la espía!” Just as Ada fired the grappler, both packs of ganados began running toward her. Jerked from the firm ground, the Asian found herself hanging in the open air, dangling like a worm on a hook. She was up against the rocky hillside with no where to run. Sure, she could fire at her enemies, but what good would it do when she ran out of ammo? She couldn’t reload with one hand. To make matters worse, her already weakened body was causing her quite a bit of stress and pain. As tight a grip as she kept on the handle of her gun, she began to slip. “Dear God…no…” For a moment, Ada felt nothing, then she was falling.

The villagers eagerly caught her, each of their dirty hands eager to grope the lovely woman. Sure, they have been under the control of the parasites, but their human minds were still in tact to some degree. They knew an alluring woman when they saw one. One growled at the others who were busy caressing her body. Ada whimpered, unsure of what was going to happen.

To her utter delight, the feverish hands ceased their journeys over her body. The one in charge stood her up, and two behind her gave an odd chuckle. Cupping her chin, the big Ganado muttered something, a malicious smile on his face. Without warning, he delivered her a devastating backhand, the force of it causing the weakened woman to momentarily pass out.

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A throbbing pain accompanied Ada as consciousness returned

The little man stared down at her, a deranged look in his eyes. “I see my loyal servants have brought me the perfect dessert! I normally don’t find females attractive, but you my dear…You are a wonder! I think I shall add you to my…collection!” Salazar snapped his fingers, and the black robbed creature on the left came forward. Helping the tiny castellan out of his frock coat and taking his hat, the creature slowly took a few steps away.

Ada shook her head desperately. “N-no…please not again…Listen to me…I was raped just a few moments ago…I-I wouldn’t give you any pleasure at all! The man who did it was big and so strong and it hurt-“

Ada’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Salazar mounted her on the table. “Stop your rambling woman! Do you know how annoying it is to listen to such inane chatter while trying to make love?”

The Asian sniveled and twisted her body. “This isn’t love making! That’s supposed to be tender and romantic and-“ Ada quickly closed her mouth as the sickly looking boy pulled down his pants. He stood over her with his cock protruding stiff and ready, the purplish cap gleaming in the dim light. The only relief Ada found herself taking was in his size. Salazar’s dick was in by no means comparable to Krauser’s.

As if reading her mind, the castellan chuckled. “Don’t judge a man by the size of his dick, pretty lady. I have control of the parasites…and their special gifts!” To Ada’s complete and utter horror, she saw the dick begin to pulse and swell.

Salazar could hear the blood heating and rushing inside the body of his captive. Her fear permeated the air, sending such strong waves of arousal to him that his erection grew to be almost painful. True, she had no plaga in which he could interact and seduce, but his senses were so honed and sharp he could pick up on a normal female quite easily.

Two more distinct plagas began whispering to him. Casting a glance to the Verdugos, Salazar chuckled once more, the twisted little laugh ringing in Ada’s ears. “Ah yes Miss…I forgot to tell you! It seems that after I take the first bite, my two loyal guards would like to experience a female.” As he spoke, Ada saw the two robed creatures shuffling slowly towards the table. “It would be churlish of me to decline them! They take such good care of my needs, and as the master of this castle, I shall return the favor!”

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Ashley couldn't believe she was captured. Again. This had been all her fault. The plaga inside her body was more in sync with her whims and desires. Despite Leon’s age, she had held the power over him. Struggling against the Ganado carrying her, the young lady received nothing more than an even harder smack to her soft cheeks. The man uttered something she couldn’t understand, not only because of the language difference but because his voice was so garbled she doubted anyone could have comprehended.

She thought that she would be able to hear him, but it was fruitless. 'What if I get horny again? Maybe that will let him know where I am?' Had she used a bit more logic and thought the idea through, the young lady might have realized that her arousal might attract the attention of some unwanted guests.

Ashley closed her eyes and began to think about Leon touching her body. Her own hands followed in suit, grazing over the swell of her breasts and down to her moistening panties.

It was sudden, harsh, but Leon's clean, handsome face vanished, along with the gently groping hands. Ashley saw only the soldier who had abducted her, felt only his hot breath on her neck as he pumped her hard and fast. How much thicker he had been than Leon. The crude but undeniably brazen and enrapturing soldier hadn’t hid his feelings at all. From the moment he pierced her sex from the last time he withdrew, he left her wanting more and more. She had cried and sobbed against the violent rape, but in the end, something had changed her. Ashley couldn’t describe it, but to some degree, that force made her clitoris erect and pussy wet.

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Krauser felt as if he were going to go mad. She was close; he could hear her, feel her nearby. The President’s brat was aroused, and he felt as if she were screaming for him. Dashing through the halls of the castle he slammed open doors.

Her voice was growing louder, her calling more demanding. Kicking open the last door, the commando finally found his elusive quarry.

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Ashley had been fingering herself wildly when the door burst open. "No! It's...you..." Krauser shut the door and locked it, prowling over to her like a wolf stalking its prey. Ashley backed herself in the corner. "No! Stay away!"

Surprisingly, Krauser found himself stopping. "Ashley..." His deep voice crooned out almost soothingly. "You know I'm not going to hurt you...I heard you calling to me..."

"I didn't say anything!" But Ashley knew he had heard her. He too had the parasite, or at least something similar. Her hazel eyes were fixed on his growing erection.

"I know you want this...You've missed it, haven't you?"

Ashley swallowed hard, unable to hide her thoughts. "Y-yes...please...I want it again!" Before she could take that first hesitant step to him, she found herself caught in his muscular, all encompassing arms. Rough lips swooped down on her smooth, delicate mouth. A breathy moan caught in her throat as the man’s gruff hands cupped her full, luscious ass.

Krauser crushed Ashley against his firm body, feeling her voluptuous breasts pressed tightly to his. Through the fabric of her shirt, he could feel her nipples tightening, the hard buds demanding attention. Something else was calling to him…Parting her legs with his knee and rubbing her sex, he could feel just how aroused she was. Ashley’s moan finally escaped her mouth and she grinded herself on the hard knee. Stimulating her throbbing clit in such a way, she broke their kiss and titled her head back as yet another gasp came forth.

The commando took that moment to hook his fingers under the hem of her sweater and remove the garment. He fell up her firm teats the moment they sprang into view. Ashley cupped his head, physically and mentally willing her domineering lover to suckle them. Krauser seemed only too glad to do so, and as Ashley cried out her lustful pleasure, she couldn’t help but allow herself further indulgence in such debauchery. Her parasite was screeching for more, raising its pitch sharply as it demanded its mate to oblige.

Krauser couldn’t resist the calling. Something tugged at the edge of his mind; she had been with another man recently. Krauser’s primitive senses picked up on his scent, her plaga had sung of the pleasure she wrought from taking the sexual control over him. Smiling to himself, the brute nursed ever harder on Ashley’s hard nipples. Sure, she may have started out thinking about Leon, but he was the one she had summoned, he was the one she was screaming for now. His broad hands scaled up and down her body, calloused palms raking over angelically soft skin. Ashley’s softness caused a flare of heat to surge through his body and to his already fully erect cock.

Feeling the hard bulge straining through the cloth of his pants and pressing into her, Ashley uttered a small moan. “D-do it to me again…Please…I want you to fuck me again!”

His deep, highly amused chuckle rumbled in his throat. “What…you’d rather not make love?” With surprising force, Ashley jerked his face to hers and kissed him hard. In a brave move, she tried to take control by biting his lower lip. Although he enjoyed the sensation, Krauser was not one to allow a woman to take control of their sex. Jerking violently away from her, he pushed her against the wall. “I don’t think so, princess.” Burly hands ripped down her damp white cotton panties. The odor of her juicy pussy permeated his senses. “Yeah baby…I know exactly what you need.” Unfastening his pants quickly, Krauser slowly, teasingly drew out his thick, engorged dick. All innocence was gone from those pretty hazel eyes, replaced by a fearsome hunger for a solid fucking.

Taking the lissome young woman into his arms and hoisting her up, Krauser grinned wickedly. Continuing with his teasing, he rubbed against her wet slit, never entering but using the friction to make Ashley writhe. “God damnit! Stick it in please! I want it!” Ashley’s shriek could have attracted attention, but the soldier didn’t care. Hell, her aroused plaga had called out to him. Any number of the castle dwellers could have also been summoned to fuck the female. As much as he wanted to keep making her beg, the demand became too much for even him. Krauser gripped her hips firmly and slammed her down the length of his enflamed cock. A sigh of relief escaped both their lips, the sounds quickly turning into harmonized grunts and moans.

Ashley couldn’t believe she resisted this man at first. Pleasure derived from his control and ruthless fucking excited her to a point she never though possible. She knew all too well that upon satiating his lust and carnal desire, Krauser would be all business and leave her to her own defenses once again. As long as she, too, received the same intense gratification, Ashley wouldn’t mind one bit. That, of course, wouldn’t prove to be a problem. It seemed as if the plagas inhabiting them urged that both obtained proper fulfillment. Krauser’s mouth was everywhere; biting the base of her throat at one point, next suckling her plump nipples, then claiming her mouth with a forceful, consuming kiss.

Ashley’s plaga shrilly sung from the heated pleasures. Every time Krauser pumped her tight pussy, every little rub and pinch to her erect clit, through every touch and passionate grope, the young vocalized her pleasure in similar screeches of satisfactory lust. Building strong and uncontrollable, Ashley and the parasite felt the approaching climax, and both still demanded more.

The throbbing of his cock pulsated in time with the plaga’s calls. Whether she knew it or not, Ashley was clamping her tight pussy in harmony to the throbbing, causing sharp jolts of white hot pleasure to burn through his body. It was as if she were trying to milk his dick for all the cum he had to offer. Cock heating even more and thickening in preparation for ejaculation, Krauser fucked Ashley harder still. “You’re my slut, aren’t you little girl?”

A positive cry echoed throughout the room. Both could feel the plagas’ vigorous trilling, both able to feel the oncoming, supreme physical pleasure of mankind. As Krauser watched, Ashley’s eyes closed tightly as her orgasm finally took hold and erupted. That tightening convulsion of her cunt almost instantly sent him over the edge as well. Hot cum flooded from his cock and into her willing body. Grunting, Krauser didn’t stop pumping her until she grew limp against him.

When it was all over, Krauser lowered Ashley back to the ground, where she promptly sunk to the floor. Dazed and exhausted, she merely stared at him. Her plaga was placid, appeased for now. However, he knew at the slightest inclination it would provide its host with much more energy for another round of fucking. The idea was too tempting, but Krauser’s head was clear. There was still the mission, and as it was, he had wasted too much time already. Adjusting his fatigues, he gave Ashley one last look. “Mind the others now, girl. You don’t want to have any...accidents…” She gave him a half nod, and Krauser quickly vacated the room.

Checking his PDA, he noticed that Wesker had tried to contact him. Not a good sign. Krauser cursed to himself as he fleetly darted down the halls. Saddler…he still had to meet with Saddler. Wesker would have to wait just a little bit longer, and the commando knew it wasn’t going to be a pleasant chat when they next spoke.