To Be United
A fantasy tale
By Justin Thomas
When
we first begin our tale, one must first understand where one is coming from, or
going, or staying in some cases. For in this tale of vile gore and the sleazy
sultriness of which you will be introduced to two characters, two of which
will die, and it might be enjoyable or disturbing.
It
was a dark night, the clouds blackened with the coming of a Eastern Wind, that
was chilling the way before its Master, streaks of lightning made for a show
that could never be rivaled. It was quiet; the crickets were hiding in the
cracks of an old Mansion, in which nothing living was stirring. But yet, this
quietness was engulfed by the past memories of its past owners, where laughter,
crying, yelling, passionate words spoken by the fire place, or in a bedroom,
where two bodies laid intertwined in the most primitive of passions. The storm
got closer and still nothing stirred, for in this deserted countryside, the
living had passed on into death, or a form of death.
Yes,
I am talking about the living dead, nothing that could ever be real, where
authors, and directors, dreamt about it, where musicians and cartoonists made everlasting
melodies that made an impression on the entire human race. However, where we
are now, you will only get a glimpse into this world that is shrouded in
mystery, even when everything seems to be explained. The Umbrella Corporation was
the world’s leading venture into science, where every aspect of it was studied.
Nevertheless, greed and corruption soon took root, and the once thriving company
made plans to make a virus, a virus that would wipe out the entire human race,
but this plan was for money only. An antidote was being developed when things
went haywire.
An A.I. went rogue under Raccoon City, killing every scientist and guard in the underground bunker that was like an upside down beehive. A woman named Alice escaped from there, she was the antidote that had been worked on tirelessly, but on this dreadful night, she was currently in Japan, taking out another group of Umbrella that had hidden itself below ground to wait for the living dead to decompose completely. But that story shall wait as well, for now, we shall return to our original story, where death shall claim two lives, and leave two more heart broken…
“I
see him, walking toward your general direction Jill.” Claire spoke silently
into the microphone headset that miraculously still survived from everything
that she had been through during her time spent hunting down a sighting of The Executioner.
Which had turned into a chase, and now, after hours spent killing and running
from everything that wanted to maim, slit, behead, or take over her body and
the body of her partner Jill Valentine, they were down to just him, and them.
Jill was hiding in the bushes on the south part of the front lawn, a rocket
launcher was aimed at the beast in front of her, waiting for the finger to pull
its trigger back and launch a deadly attack.
“When
should I engage?” Jill replied breathlessly, her nervousness in her voice could
be heard in the feedback. “Wait until he gets close enough so that you can’t
miss.” Claire replied a little sarcastically, when they both agreed to this
plan, she should have been the one to be the bait and Jill the one to attack
from above. The darkened balcony was empty, the wind and lightning in the
distance was a perfect cover for any noise that she made, for they would finish
this for the last time. The Executioner got closer, apparently its lack of
sight made up for any sound from the bushes when Jill moved. “Twenty feet away
Claire, he’s close!” “Hold steady, almost have him…”
A
large roar was then heard, breaking the thickened silence and tension in the
air, and The Executioner charged toward Jill, where she panicked and fired the
Rocket Launcher, the mini missile rushed toward its target and struck its
intended area, the chest. Where he was flown back from the explosion and landed
on the ground, his large axe struck the side of the building and embedded
itself into the stone. The large giant creature roared in pain and managed to
get back up before being knocked back down as Jill had loaded another missile
and waited until it got back up. “Claire! Now what do we do!?” “Keep firing
Jill! It’s the only way we have!” Claire growled angrily, not sure what to do
but try to blow the thing to kingdom come. She did have a M21 Sniper Rifle
handy though and she was trying to line up a shot.
With
all of the smoke and dust flying in the air though, and the wind blowing
stronger with the storm coming in, it was going to take a Hell of a shot to get
in the bastards head. “Claire! I only have one Mini left!” “Use it!” Jill
grunted in frustration as her hair, which was normally in a ponytail, was in
her face, having come lose in her adventure to end The Executioner once and for
all. The monster groggily got up again, its dogged persistence of trying to get
at the living would of made anyone lesser then Claire and Jill run away and
want to live another day.
‘Come
on, damn it, I need a clear shot.’ Claire chanted inwardly, itching to fire her
last bullet, and end this nightmare. “Firing!” Jill shouted out, and pulled the
trigger, sending the last missile into the beast from Hell, its flesh was
already damaged, and it continued to roar and yell in pain and anger. But just
as the Missile hit the monster, Claire fired her last shot, its intended
target, its head.
Time
seemed to slow down as the two devices of war, the implements that had held hope
and damnation from both ends of the spectrum, Claire unconsciously held her
breath as she watched wide-eyed as it seemed that this was it, this was going
to be the very end of The Executioner. Jill just watched, ready to fire her custom
made 9mm Glock pistol in case things didn't go as planned, if she was going to
die, she was going to die fighting. To the disbelief of both though, the
missile and the bullet struck home, effectively killing the beast for the last
and final time. Jill jumped up, started shouting, and screaming at the heavens
with joy, as Claire was taking in deep breaths and let herself enjoy the moment
at hand. It was done, the monster was dead, and now their mission was complete.
“HQ
come in, The Executioner is dead, I repeat, The Executioner is dead, need evac,
over?” Static came back, and she called again, nothing. “Jill, can you get HQ,
I can’t get anything.” “One moment.” Came the reply. Jill tried to call in but
again, there was nothing but static. “Claire, we are going to have to take
shelter and wait out the storm.” “Have any idea where?” “No, but we can at
least look for clean clothes and a hot shower.” Jill said, looking down at the
slain beast, it did not move. However, something else did, something that had
been watching the two female humans as soon as they set foot in the woods, and
it was hungry…
The
two heroes’ walked around the now deserted mansion, avoiding the corpses and
blood pools that had come from the ragged bullet holes in their now very dead
bodies. They went upstairs and managed to find a large guest bedroom with clean
clothes, male, and a working shower, no hot water. Jill smiled as she shivered
under the cold water coming down on her naked skin; it felt good to have time
to herself, especially after a hard mission. She didn't notice or hear the door
open and figure come in, nor did she notice the curtain open a little bit and
the figure get in behind her.
She
jumped a little bit as Claire wrapped her arms around her middle and kissed the
back of her neck, a small moan escaped her lips. “Mmm, now that feels good.”
Jill said softly, having her secret lover with her was worth being in both
worlds. She was bi, but she just needed that special touch that only a woman
could provide. “I bet it does my love.” Claire responded gently, her hands
rubbing her flat stomach, just starting to get her lover aroused, Jill couldn't stand it and turned around, the cold water peppered her back, but the stinging
sensation didn't matter, as her lips were against Clair’s, their tongues
rolling off one another as they rubbed their breasts together.
The
cold water was made hot as their body heat soared through the roof, nothing
stopped them as Jill broke the kiss and began to suck on Clair’s nipples, her
tongue rolling off of each one, noticing how aroused her partner was she
greedily sucked and bit the hard nipples that were hers for the taking. Fingers
ran down Clair’s stomach and she arched her back as Jill’s fingers found her
clit and began to rub it, she moaned in ecstasy and just let Jill fulfill her
right then and there. Nothing prepared
her though as Jill’s fingers went into her wet, and eager sex, two hard, slim
fingers that pumped into her excited body, making her even wetter for her
partner.
Jill
smiled, as Claire seemed to be deep in ecstasy, the water no longer mattered as
her tongue rolled around those cherry red nipples, her fingers pumping into the
hot and eager body of Claire Redfield. Those glassy eyes filled with pleasure
as Jill had taken control of her body, and she would do anything to be in that
place where Heaven was the most intimate for her. Time seemed to fly by as they
moved from the shower to the bed where both of their pussies were rubbing together;
the hot liquid that was made was the best lubricant for the both of them.
The
storm had hit the mansion full force, but they didn't care, they were in the throes
of passion and ecstasy, their bodies pulsing as one as Claire was trembling
again, her orgasm rocked her body once again, taking Jill for the ride as her
legs locked her against her. She screamed in pleasure as her back arched, and
she bucked hard against Jill’s pussy that had continued to bring her to heaven
and beyond. Jill screamed with her as her own orgasm achieved an ecstasy that
she wouldn't have done easily with any man. As the two women writhed together
in their sensual pleasures, the being was watching through cracks in the wall, its
hunger for food that was held back as it watched the show that the two human
females had put on for it.
It
was then that all Hell broke loose, the two women who brains were numbed from
the pleasures that they had just endured didn't notice it at first. But as the
walls burst forth with tentacles Jill yelled out in surprise, but it was too
late, nothing could be done as they were forcefully taken off of the bed,
naked, and without any weapons their struggling was useless as the grip on them wasn't weakened in any way. More tentacles appeared and entered their bodies
with force, their mouths, pussies, and asses overfilled with the abundance of
their enemy. Nothing could prepare them for the pain they endured as they began
to pump without any mercy into them.
Repeatedly,
their bodies were slammed with the massive tentacles that had invaded their
bodies, suffocating them, choking them, filling them. The tentacles went
further and further into them, filling up every available area inside their
bodies. Their skin being stretched from the insides as it then exploded its burning
hot liquid cum inside of them. Over filling the already exhausted and abused
bodies, then blinding pain exploded everywhere…
The
bodies of Jill and Claire were ripped apart from the inside, blood and guts
flying everywhere, the mangled pieces of raw flesh was now ready for feeding,
and the destroyed parts of the two heroes’ were sucked into the gaping holes in
the wall to the beast that was now feeding its hunger…
The most random ending ever... Sure, you provided some foreshadowing but Jesus that was random...
ReplyDeleteDon't ruin it, just, use it for whatever you wanted for it earlier...>.<
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