-11. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!

4. Do ten of these, then post them

Fandom: Resident Evil

Pairing/Character: Hmm…Lets go with Claire Redfield, cause I can be such a bitch to her ^0^

1. Moving Mountains - Usher D=

"Claire, please…"

"No will, leave me alone!" She didn't want to see him, speak to him, how dare he…

"You don't understand."

"I understand perfectly well! How could you do this?!"

"Do what? I thought you'd understand!"

"Understand what?! You've imprisoned my brother, my friend and my boss! I might have hated them for what they were doing but it gave you no right to do this!"

He stared at her, reaching out a hand, placing it on her shoulder. It was jerked away.

"This was the last straw Will! It…it's over!" She fled the room, already sobbing, leaving him alone in the darkened lab.

He turned and looked up at his work. Getting his final revenge…had cost him the one thing he couldn't afford to lose. He fell to his knees. "Claire…I'm sorry…"

Dry sobs echoed throughout the chamber, reverberating off the three tyrant containment pods.

Elsewhere, Claire packed haltingly putting things in and taking things out the case.

As much as she hated him for what he'd done…she couldn't leave him…not ever. Why did it have to be so hard?

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2. Burn - Mad At Gravity

They'd pay.

Every one of them.

They'd suffer, they'd burn in hell for making her heart ache, pound with sorrow and remorse. She's rip them apart, each and every one of them.

Her brother was gone.

She'd sobbed, howled, wept for hours, days…she'd destroyed furniture, screamed herself hoarse, sworn revenge and collapsed into Barry's arms, exhausted. He'd put her to bed, and she'd dreamt. Dreampt of her revenge, of burning down every building containing the slightest Umbrella creation inside, dreamt of sending the final bullet through Wesker's head herself.

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3. Only The Good Die Young - Queen. YAY!

She gasped, the water flooding into her lungs, panic flowing inter her mind. The salty water stung her eyes as she sank further, her legs tangled in the net, trapped, doomed, the bright light above her disappearing into the darkness consuming her.

No…no…I can't…The weight dragged her down, arms trapped behind her back.

People said drowning was a peaceful way to die. It wasn't. The water burned, like acid. She prayed for someone, anything so save her, but there was no one…Chris, Barry, Jill…all gone. She'd watched them all die…and now it was her turn.

She'd never gotten the chance to apoligise…to say…goodbye…

As she closed her eyes for the final time, a tear slipped out and mingled with the water. Will…

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4. This Is How We Do It Round My Way - Lloyd Feat. Ludicrous (ahem, sexy scene ahead)

He pressed closer, his breath ghosting over her pale skin, making her shiver in the cool night air, hands roaming down her back. He'd been away far too long for her liking, and both of them knew it.

She nipped his ear and suddenly she was the one on top of him, grinding against his lower half. Things flipped, she was in control, in charge. Not very often did it happen, but he loved it when she was in charge.

As she slipped a hand down the waist band of his trousers, he let out a gasp as a rain drop landed on his cheek. It got heavy in moment's but by then she'd already had his shirt and lab coat on the grass, his hands reaching up to peel away her combat vest.

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5. Crazy in Love - Eminem (More sex XD)

They stare at each other for a moment, then with a blur of movement he's on her, pinning her to the wall, kissing her fiercely, a low growl erupting from his throat. She pulls back and slaps him, snarling. He grabs the hand and pins it above her, the soft leather tickling her skin. With her other still free hand she plucks the glasses from his face, glaring heatedly into those fiery orbs.

They lock lips again, and he frees her hand, lifting her up, sweeping the desk free of its clutter and dumping her on it, pushing her back. She kicks him back, and he stumbles, falling back against the wall, sliding down it as she leaps up and onto him. Her hands entwine themselves into his blonde hair and kisses him, biting down on his lip, drawing blood and a moan from him. She laps it up.

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6. Over You - Chris Daughtry

She watched him leave, tears pouring down her cheeks. "Will…"

Everything she'd given up for him, it was all for nothing..

Weeks on, she thought her heart was mending…but every time she saw him in the hallway, her heart throbbed, and had Steve not been right by her side, she'd have thrown herself at his feet and begged for forgiveness. But there was no hope, nothing would work.

Her heart was slowly healing and she was moving on…She didn't want to let him go…but she had to.

But…every morning…the sickness. It wouldn't leave her. Two months and nothing. Four tests later…positive.

The wounds in her heart burst open again as she realised she'd have to tell.

Seems like…she wasn't ever going to get over him.

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7. Till The End Of The Road - BoysIIMen

He gripped her hand weakly, a false smile on his face. "Everything's gonna be okay.." he promised, his other hand lifting up to wipe away the tears freely flowing down her dirty cheeks. "I promise…We'll get out of here…and they'll pay for what they did to you."

She took his hand and kissed the palm, hating to see him like this. No matter the amount of pain she was in, she had to look after him first, even if there was nothing in this godforsaken cell except their ruined clothing. Her was nothing more than thin strips anyway. She tore the sleeve from his shirt and tore it up further, mopping up his wounds.

She could only hope they'd manage to get out of here soon. She wasn't leaving without him. He wouldn't leave without her. And the state they were in, someone would need to save them both.

Wesker wasn't going to be much help, he was stuck in that container…

Maybe this was the end for the Birkin family…

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8. Love Changes Everything - Climie Fisher

She lies in the bed, gazing over at his angelic sleeping form. So much has changed in the years she's known him.

She gave up the fight against Umbrella for him. She gave up her family ties, her friends for him. She gave up her whole life and devoted it to being with him.

He'd lied to her, made her think she was worth nothing, made her believe he was dead for four years before crashing back into her life only to die in front of her.

She'd almost killed her brother for him…She would have killed her brother for him.

Their son was asleep in the room next door, a beautiful combination of the two, more like his father than his mother in looks, but he was amazing with people.

Her love for the scientist had lasted this long. It would last forever, she was sure of that.

He'd given up so much for her in return. His precious research, instead now working to destroy it, his friendship with Wesker…everything.

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9. I Like It - Narcotic Thrust

If there was on things she hated, it was Mondays. Mondays on the force were the worst. Most of her co-workers were sleeping, except those at the meetings she was always dragged into concerning this new team and the promotion of a captain to lead it. But there was always at least one person sleeping there too.

If there was one thing she did enjoy on a Mondays, it was coming home late and finding William waiting there with a hot mug of tea, and a space in bed beside him. They'd curl up, speak, and undoubtedly descend into a writhing pile of sweat, lust and love, breathing heavily, and laughing.

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10. Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off - Panic! At The Disco

As she stands staring out the window, she can imagine the breath on the back of her neck, gloved hands sliding down her arms, stroking the soft skin there, his lips travelling over the shoulder, smirking against it as he hears her gasp of pleasure

She wonders if it was worth it. If everything she did with the devil was worth it for loosing her angel.

Her heart pounds against her ribcage as the images and feelings flood her mind, comparing the two, and each time…there's a clear winner. Buts too late now, she can't have either of them. She only has her imagination, warping and twisting the memories till she has both men.