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Resident Evil: Drabbles

Summary:

A small collections of ideas that run through my head basically ALL THE TIME. Each chapter is it's own story. They are going to be short drabbles with no real continuing thought unless the idea I think up needs it.

Notes:

this is a monster, quasi vampire fic, with an underage Jill. Her friend group went into the Arklay mountains to drink and got caught. All of them fled with Jill getting separated from everyone else.

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Jill hissed as yet another thorny bramble caught at her clothes and got under the layers of her already torn up clothes. They weren't exactly made for trekking through the rough underbrush of callously maintained woodlands surrounding Raccoon City. "CHRIS?!" she yelled out, only to be met with the short silence of woodlands. Soon to come back as she remained quiet listening for anything human. After they were caught by the police her entire friend group scattered out. Jill dove for the brush getting out and away before anyone could catch her. She didn't stop running until she knew without a doubt she was lost. 

"Smart." she mumbled, still feeling the light fuzziness that the beer had in her empty stomach. Jill looked around her, due to the clouds blocking out the wane moon she could see little even now. Everything looked black and white to her while also being very dark. She tried to push a low hanging branch out from her face, only to discover it was feet away as she stumbled face first into it as she continued forwards. "Should I..." Jill shivered, answering her own question. The temperature wasn't bad when you were wandering around a large bonfire, but in the middle of the woods, it was cold. 

She sighed pushing herself forwards just to keep warm looking for any decent sign that there was a single human in these parts for at least a year ago. Taking a moment to rest she heard a faint music and cocked her head towards it. "HELLO?!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Not caring if it meant getting a scolding by her parents and maybe even going to military school. Like her father always, ALWAYS threatened whenever she got so much as a B-plus. No one answered so she followed her ears to the best she could towards the noise greeted by the increasing music as she finally got close enough to 'see' what it was. 

A dilapidated mansion that sent a thrill of pure fear through her. The music was coming from it through bright looking windows that shot out light beams illuminating the light fog that covered everything. Jill stayed just behind the tree line separating the grounds of the place to the wild outside of it. Despite the mansion looking like a crappy shell the grounds themselves were meticulously maintained. Carefully ordered paths, to well cut shrubs and roses. Jill looked behind her to the wild behind her, not a single person who traveled in the grounds came back out. That is what everyone said, that is what everyone knew. 

The music continued out, sliding around and into her ears with the oddest loud sound for something so far away. Jill put her hands over her ears but it still deafened out her hearing. "NO!" Even her voice couldn't be heard, Jill shuddered again not able to turn around as the noise pounded into her skull like holes being bored in wood. Fragile bone caved and she stepped out through the tree line, hopping out a few steps as she stumbled down catching herself on all fours as the sound stopped without a single lingering note. That was infinitely more jarring than the eradication of her hearing. Jill pushed herself up shaking, turning right for the trees intent and running as far and fast as she possibly could until she died. 

"Who are you?" Jill froze turning slowly to the person who materialized through the world behind her. There was no sound of him approaching, and not a single breath out as she kept herself half turned towards the forest. The man was maybe in his early thirties or late twenties and looked like a high school math teacher to Jill. Dressed with a pair of black slacks, a white shirt, and a black jacket he looked like he could be anywhere. He was built slim, with blond hair that was slicked back and red eyes that bore into her skin. Jill half expected to bleed from every place he looked at as his eyes flicked over her with a clinical precision. 

"No." she whispered and turned away her feet however didn't move as she tried to throw herself back towards the woods. "NO!" She heard him chuckle, and then his hands touched her shoulders forcing her around as her body obeyed his will. "Please. Please let me go." 

"Why leave before you even greeted your host?" Jill shivered at the slithering voice he had, vaguely European it was calm and deep. It slithered inside of her head making her pay keen attention to him. What he said sounded like a good idea and she fought against the alienating emotion unable to control anything even her weakening thoughts. 

"I...I'm sorry?" she said weakly. The man smiled as she stared at his chest trying to regain control back to herself. She knew he smiled because she could feel it, like a ghosting emotion and muscles on her own body. One hand left her shoulder and she felt longer nails than normal scrap along the side of her neck to cup her chin forcing her to finally look up into his eyes. Whatever resistance left, leaving her mind crawling with calm reassurance she had made the right choice. "My name is... Jill?" she offered up lamely as he let her chin go, leaving to have an arm around her shoulder as he guided her further into the grounds. 

"My name is Albert." he told her smiling, Jill returned it slowly wondering if that would please him. That little insidious thing broke through the surface of calm in her head. Jill gulped in a sharp breath, elbowing into his side and making a immediate leap for the forest. His body rammed into hers, and she was roughly pinned to the ground looking away from the monster just hiding behind the skin of the man. She could see through the sides of her vision as his mouth opened impossibly wide long hook shaped teeth sliding fast out of his jaw as a long tongue licked out over her cheek. Jill whimpered squeezing her eyes shut waiting for death as the creature loomed over her, tongue lolling over any exposed skin not pressed into the earth. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." she started to repeat. She screamed when something sharp cut into her skin even if it was just a tiny flesh wound. The tongue licked the tiny wound and with a snap the monster was gone. Jill was left free on the ground almost about to pass out from fear. She didn't dare move and it wasn't until one of it's hands gripped her wrist and yanked her back to her feet that she moved at all. Placed wavering on her feet in front of him she stared at his feet shuddering. 

"You are going to be more delicious than your friends." he commented, running a hand through her hair and reordering it back. Her heart thudded in her chest as she slowly looked back up to his face. "The only virgin? They truly loose it early these days." The placid human mask over his face smiled and she was slowly drawn closer to him as he guided her further into the grounds. Jill's eyes racked on everything, from the maintained paths to the clipped lawn looking for anything to use to escape again. She only saw quickly growing pools of black looking blood. Trails of viscera and even fingers as she huddled closer to the monster to avoid stepping in the growing puddles and piles.

"Oh god." she said coming into the shielded courtyard under a arch that adjoined wings of the mansion. In the courtyard laid almost every single one of her friends that had fled with her into the forest. They were dead, and mutilated, leaving her only to able to identify them by the clothes on their bodies. Jill retched, breaking away to throw up bile and the remains of beer as the monster watched. 

"You don't like it? Its hard to get the right tension on the intestines before they break. Its a good thing there is so much to go around." he commented. Jill cast a look to him as he looked distracted at the tableau he had made, she looked wildly back towards the slim glance to the forest and the safety it promised. "But you, you can be the master-" Jill was gone, dodging away and making a zig zag pattern. Her heart leapt into her throat nearly choking her as she reached outside. Then back out onto the grounds, she paused only once swallowing down her heart. She felt the most odd sense of pleasure, refusing to let it invade her drilled skull. Jill made it to the tree line, about to dive around one when she was tackled from the side lifted up and onto a shoulder as she let out a scream. 

She kicked, clawed and bit onto the monster, she only stopped as the pleasure wormed its way into her making her gag further stalling her fight as she finally translated it in her head as arousal. One clawed hand roamed up her torn jeans along the inside of her thigh to stall before they came to the apex of her legs. His head leaned into her cheek rubbing along her body breathing in and smiling satisfied. She was caught between wanting to fight and knowing that the monster wanted it, enjoyed it and felt pleasure and arousal at her actions. She heaved out a held tension when he skipped the courtyard to the front door of the mansion. It opened without touch and she was let go just inside the place frozen as the door shut behind her. 

The inside was like any turn of the century place, full of useless extravagance. Lit by candles, or maybe gas, Jill didn't care, it was just flickering light. "These doors wont open for you." he told her Jill shivered mind crawling for escape. "Now..." he drawled out pulling her closer to him as she whimpered in fear. She might have fainted there, but she wasn't allowed to. The ghostly presence of his mind invading in and supporting her wakefulness. His head bent down to the cut still bleeding on her neck as his 'normal' tongue ran out lapping up the blood, from the trail down to the cut. 

His hands moved down ripping her light jacket open, then easily ripping off her shirt as he trailed one drop down to the collarbone. "No." Jill struggled hands clenched onto his shirt trying to push him away. She stopped only when she felt the kiss of the tips of the teeth on her skin bending away from him as her legs gave out and he quickly supported her at the waist. Holding her limp body up as he licked above the skin where her bra didn't cover. Her clothes now hung on her barely as he dropped her more gently to the ground ripping off the thin and already ripped fabric to pool around her. 

Now laying naked and exposed Jill sobbed in terror, knowing that she probably wouldn't be even a footnote in the coming times. No one came to the grounds, no one tread here. The searchers wouldn't save her, and she was alone with a monster who probably killed every single friend of hers. Her breaths came in tight quick gasps as he dripped his head down kissing her skin as she writhed against him. She continued to push against him, only getting further away from the door as the struggle slowly drove her further into the mansion. His mouth opened and she felt the teeth ghost along her skin, wholly eclipsing around her nipple. Jill screamed again, beating at his shoulders as pain lanced back into her. 

Worst yet the feeling that filtered through from him left her weakly dropping the stance as it felt more like he hit her in the head with all in his mind. A satisfying feeling as her warm blood coated his tongue, then there was the arousal at her utter refusal of him. A deep hunger, little sated that ravaged into her begging the not her to just rip her chest open and fully eat her body up until there wasn't even bones left. Jill whimpered tears running freely down her cheeks as his mind retreated more from hers mouth opening up and showing a ring of bleeding punctures. The long tongue lavered at the bleeding until it stopped. 

"Oh little, Jill it was? Yes." Jill shuddered sobbing. "You aren't going to die anytime soon." her throat was raw from screaming, and the sobs of horror. She was exhausted from trying to escape hands had bloody welts along them like she had been pounding them against stone. One of her nails was gone, the pain of that blind to her as the blind fight or flight still held it's grip into her. He looked back up at her as he placed what might be a tender kiss against the wound and turned to the other breast. He bit into that one too, leaving her to give her arms a rest weakly sobbing as his mind ravaged back into hers. Jill was left only twitching under him when he finally let her go taking a long satisfied breath in. The hunger wasn't as clawing in her and she didn't even knew if it was her own or his anymore. 

"Let me go... please." she begged only to get his chuckle, fully amused. He kissed her stomach and she flinched but couldn't do much as he kissed downwards. "No..." the long tongue ran through her folds quickly coming back into his mouth with a sickening noise. 

"Yes, how perfect." he mused. Jill gave up fully languishing mentally as the mouth opened up sticking into her front as he flicked out the tongue. It ran through her before it penetrated her, she felt a sharp pain sobbing as she rode out everything. Her body climbed up into the familiar feeling of orgasm and she came sobbing from the violation. He withdrew only the teeth, tongue languishing along her until whatever blood that there might be was gone. "Perfect..." he breathed out. He climbed back over her Jill turned her head placing her cheek on the cold wooden floor. He kissed her cheek with the faux gentleness, that he possessed. 

"Come now, you need to rest." Jill was yanked up held weakly against him as he dragged her into the mansion. "You have a long life left to you after all." she let out a sob not ever heard by anything living.