Hiking down her dress, Alice's pale hands pressed it flat over her legs. The cold air made her shiver slightly, and her hands trembled at the thought of what she had just done. Behind her was Declan Armstrong, her sleazy boss who had been making passes at her ever since she had joined the company. And although the pay at 'Raccoon car dealership' was kind of crappy, and the work mates left much to be desired, she needed a job in this small little city. So every day she had bit her tongue and not given Declan the sexual harassment suit he deserved because she had to provide not only for herself, but for her brother too. Adam was only fifteen, and Alice had tried her hardest to make sure living in Raccoon city was a new start for him, away from the bullshit and ruin their alcoholic parents had brought them. But three days ago Adam had gone camping in the woods with a few friends, and some kind of bear had attacked them. The police had come to her door at two thirty. Almost a week later, Alice had barely recovered from the shock. So instead of finding a nice counselor to talk out her feelings with she had got drunk of tequila every night and had fucked her boss in an alley between the dealership and some old hunting store no one used. Feeling just a little degraded, Alice turned to walk away hoping to get out of that alley and to go back to her bed, where she could sleep her hangover away. But Declan wasn't one to let her go that easily
"Come back beautiful…" he crooned after her, and Alice didn't know if it was the tone of his voice or the alcohol, but she strode back to him…her heels making striding just a little bit harder, but she managed okay. The cold air and gross panting in her ear had sobered her up mostly.
"Listen asshole, I think that forgetting this whole thing would be the best course of action for the two of us." 'I know I sure would like to' Alice added in her head, keeping her viscous comments to herself. After all he may have been annoying, inexperienced and lacking but he was still her boss. But of course him being Declan Armstrong her couldn't let them part on semi polite terms, and as he minced past her towards the exit of the alley he said sarcastically
"Don't sweat it…I've had worse" before walking further away from her. Annoyed and a little too drunk to run after him and beat his face into the floor, Alice settled at picking up a near by stone and throwing it in his direction. And though the stone missed its desired target, and sailed past within an inch of his face it had the wanted result. Declan turned and glared at her waving his podgy little finger at her as he called her things like a hoe, and some even worse words she had been brought up to never say. On a roll now with added confidence having sex with a girl way out of your league can only give you, Declan shouted to a man staggering about in the mouth of the alley
"Hey you! Yeah…drunk guy! Come over here, free ride on the Raccoon city express". Laughing, the fact that he had turned to face Alice allowed her to knock him off balance with a solid push, and send him careening into the drunken man. Proud of herself, Alice had expected the man to start a drunken brawl with her middle aged boss, or to be sick on him. One of a hundred comical things that would have taught that sleaze a lesson, but instead the haggard man took a bite out of Declan's shoulder. Shouting out in pain, Declan made the mistake of pushing the man away whilst his teeth were still in his flesh, and the drunk fell away with a huge chunk of Declan's flesh in his mouth. Blood pouring down his white shirt, Declan stumbled forward before dropping to his knees his face that had once been red and staring intently at her breasts, was almost as pale as his shirt had been.
Before Declan could regain his footing the drunk was upon him again, grabbing him from behind and pulling him into a sort of embrace, where his grubby teeth could get a hold of Declan's throat. With an audible crunch the man bit into Alice's bosses jugular, damaging the artery and causing crimson blood to fly from the wound, some spinning through the air and landing on Alice's gray heels. A small, wordless scream escaped the blonde's lips causing the attacker to glance up with large white eyes at her. Realizing her mistake, Alice clutched her hand to her mouth but for nothing as the man dropped her now lifeless boss to the floor and rose to his feet, and started taking some slow drunken movements towards the girl.
"Please…U.. I mean…you can have my uh…money. Here, here's my purse" Alice held her matching gray clutch bag out towards the man, hoping whatever drug he was on could be bought with the money she had in her purse. Alice had watched a self defense documentary on how to defend yourself and without any pepper spray, Alice resorted to giving him everything without a struggle. Taking a daring look back, Alice saw that if she backed up much further she would be against a wall, and would have no where to run. She knew that if she got into that position then she would be definitely dead.
"Stay Back!" the petite blond shouted at her attacker
"I swear to fucking God stay back!" she screamed once more, trying to sound like she was in a position of authority but getting betrayed by her eyes, the pale blue orbs looking as scared as she felt. As her got closer and closer, Alice knew that she did not want this man biting her. Not only was he looking worse for wear (some drug related illness) but he had bits of flesh stuck between his teeth and Alice could see a clot of blood on his upper lip. If he bit her she'd probably get aids and die painfully. That being if he bit her and let her live.
Her back hitting the brick wall behind her, Alice braced herself against it and prepared for an attack. When the man rushed his arms forward to grab her she brought her own up in self defense and held his back. But by the feel of the muscles in his forearms, this drug addict or whatever the hell this cannibalistic man was, he probably could bench press Alice's entire body weight. Trying to use his own arm strength against him, Alice pushed back on his lower arms with everything she had and the steel like limbs, stayed strong allowing Alice to push him away easier with a real foothold. Hearing a loud thud, Alice saw a figure move behind the staggering drunk and before she could say 'Please help me' as she was planning to, a thunderbolt rocked through the sky and in a flash of light and blood the drunks head disappeared, the remains raining down on Alice's face and chest. Her ears ringing like someone had fired a canon right next to her , Alice realized that someone had used a shotgun to blow the mans head off. Now that was one way to cure a hangover.
