Resident evil one
This is a fanfic based on the ps1 game resident evil one, its just a bit of fun, you could also look at it as a kinda comical erotic walkthrough.
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The mansion
Jill, Wesker and Barry stood in the brightly lit hall of the mansion, there was a set of stairs before them, blue double doors to one side of the room and brown double doors at the other.
"Wow what a mansion" exclaimed Barry scanning the room.
They all looked around "captain Wesker where's Chris?" questioned Jill looking concerned, Wesker shook his head "im sorry but he's probably.."
"No!" interrupted Barry "Chris is fine, he must have dived in here before us, he will be around somewhere"
Suddenly the sound of a gun shot was heard "What was that?" yelled Jill now sounding even more concerned, she knew she had to pull herself together for the sake of the rest of the team.
The events that had occurred tonight were beyond belief, she had never dealt with anything like this before.
Even though these two guys with her were her friends she still felt alone and confused, fear shot through her body as Wesker asked her to go and investigate the sound of the gun shot, which appeared to have come from the direction of the brown double doors.
She put her head down and kept her gaze fixed on the floor "im going with you" said Barry, it was like he could sense her fear, Barry was always the one to look after his team mates.
The two of them entered the brown double doors together leaving Wesker in the main hall.
"A dinning room" said Barry observantly walking away from Jill, there was a huge table in the middle of the room, surrounded by chairs.
Jill noticed a beautiful grandfather clock by the wall "that must be worth a bob or two" she muttered approaching the clock, upon examining it she felt a chill run down her spine, there was something about the clock that made her feel uncomfortable.
"What the hell" exclaimed Barry making Jill rush over, she saw Barry crouched on the floor in front of an old fire place "what the hells that?" she questioned.
Barry looked at her rolling his eyes "what you think it is? Its blood, oh Jill just go and have look round, see if you can find any other clues, il be examining this" he paused for a few seconds "I hope this is not Chris's blood" he continued as he watched Jill disappear through a nearby door.
Jill took a deep breath and wandered down the corridor, she could hear a strange noise, crunching, chewing, slurping, she turned the corner to find someone or something kneeling down before her "um excuse me" she said taking a few steps back.
She gasped in horror as the creature stood up and lunged in her direction "what are you!" she yelled ….
ZOMBIE – Oh my Jill
Oh my darling
Iv hungered for your blood
Your flesh and brains
To keep me sane.
JILL – you know my name?
ZOMBIE – il chase you through the yard
Il chase you through the house.
JILL – yard? House?
ZOMBIE – Iv never been so true.
But if my heart was still beating
Id still keep on loving you.
JILL – me?
ZOMBIE – tell me what am I to do?
JILL – do? Who are you?
ZOMBIE – I may not be alive
But im sure I haven't died inside.
Jill drew her gun and fired 5 shots at the zombie sending it crashing to the floor, she stood and observed the site in front of her as blood oozed from the zombies wounds "what the fuck is going on" she muttered to herself, walking forwards stepping over the zombie. Her blood ran cold as she saw the body laying before her was a very dear friend.
It was Kenneth the oldest member of the S.T.A.R.S team, he was only forty five, Jill took a moment to compose herself, placing a hand on what was left of his face she said a silent prayer.
Upon searching his limp, dead body she found some ammo "well you wont be needing this" she uttered taking it and placing it in her pocket.
She said a final goodbye and began to walk off just in time to see the zombie she had just shot raise in front of her, she made a sharp turn and bolted back into the dinning room where Barry was still examining the pool of blood on the floor .
"Barry, its Kenneth he's dead I think he was killed by .." she was rudely cut off by the zombie entering the dinning room arms outstretched humming some strange tune.
Barry wasted no time in releasing a few rounds in the Zombies direction, its head exploded and its body dropped to the floor "What is it?" questioned Barry confused.
"Looks like a zombie" replied Jill rubbing her shoulder "that blood must be Kenneth's, he's been ripped apart he's "
"Ok, ok calm down" interrupted Barry "come on lets report this to Wesker, I really don't like this place"
Jill nodded her head and watched Barry vanish out the dinning room, she looked at the pool of blood and at the bullet torn body of the zombie that lay on the chess bored themed floor at her feet.
Something on the wall above the fireplace caught her eye, she tilted her head and took the object, she held it in her hand and stared at it, it seemed to be some kind of emblem.
She placed it in her pocket and returned to the main hall where she found Barry looking worried.
"Jill Wesker's gone" …
Jill shook her head and helped Barry search the main hall "oh fuck this he's not here" yelled Jill in anger "we were meant to stick together, he should have waited here" she continued as Barry approached her, he smiled and planted a tender kiss on her lips "Barry what" she stuttered …
Barry placed a hand over her lips and held her close, he pressed against her, she could feel he was hard both their arms were locked tight around each other,
They began kissing, they moved back into the dinning room, as the fire burned its eternal glow bright enough to block out any other nearby light.
Their chest's pressed together tight and the passion from both their hearts was beating endlessly as if they were only one person, one being in the world.
Jill rolled over slowly onto the dinning room table to let Barry bring his body on top of hers, with both arms locked around each other they looked into each others eyes with passion, they had wanted each other for so long now.
So long that neither of them would break free from the grip that only their love and passion could create.
The fire was so close and the warmth is exhilarating.
They held each other so close that the flesh to flesh contact has created a slippery sweat that felt as if their love for one and other has created a steam that was now filling their lungs.
Their bodies slid ever so slightly from the sweat as their lungs breathe each other in.
Their chests expand and contract in an endless rhythmic timing.
They lay there motionless as if in a complete comma but they were both to aroused from the love they created for each other tonight that falling asleep was not an option. They lie there till the fires light dissipates and the sound of howling from outside brings their embrace to an end…..
There we go people, I have no idea if anyone is going to like this, but please if you want me to carry on let me know!
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