A/n So, here are again. Someone started a new craze of AU vampire fiction, probably cause of some weird fetish she has. Anyhoo, I promised I would write one.
This is a story. There will be a plot. Whilst it will be erotica, it is not all about the sex. In fact, the sex isn't penciled in to happen anytime soon. While this story is mostly about Alice & Claire, Jill will feature heavily and at any point may well be intimate with Claire, or possibly both. My idea of vampires is that as they are an evolutionary step up from human. I believe that animals, opposable thumbs not withstanding, have a better ability to fit in with each other and the world at large, than humans do. So my vampires share a few traits with the animal kingdom. Intimacy is one of those things.
Except K-mart. No sexy times for K-mart, on account of her being a child.
Many people have an idea of how vampires would appear and how they would behave. We nearly all of us, except that bloody Twilight woman, agree on many things so forgive me if you have seen these ideas in other fictions or Anne Rice or Dracula (Book, Film, TV series etc).
I will try to keep this updated at a fairly swift pace, though I have bills to pay and two rambunctious puppies that keep me busy.
Now that is all out of the way, are you sitting comfortably? Then let us begin.
Dedicated to Marmite.
Chapter 1
"Carlos duck!"
Carlos didn't need to be told twice, he hit the deck as the bullets sprayed where his head had just been. He smiled at the woman in front of him, a smirking vision of death and destruction wielding her weapons with a skill un-matched by any on his team. He jumped back up to cover her back as they cleared the building all the way to the back entrance.
The back door came flying of it's hinges as two more burst through, weapons raised. Alice took a quick breath and clamped down the urge to shoot the newcomers.
"Careful blondie, hate to have to shoot you, shit ton of paperwork." Rain Ocampo stared down the sights of her automatic at Alice who raised her hands mockingly.
"You clear outside?" Alice asked the two.
"No, we came in cos it was cold." Rain sneered back at her.
Leon shook his head and moved further in to collect samples from the dead. Rain's contempt for Alice was no secret, he had no desire to be in the middle of two hyped up women armed to the teeth.
"Play nicely kiddies." Carlos smiled at the Latina woman hoping to defuse the tension. He clicked on the radio and called into HQ. "Tell command the site is clear, we are collecting samples and setting explosives now, request Evac for 15 minutes." He closed the phone and followed after Alice to help with the clean up.
Alice took some samples while Carlos was on the phone. As he walked over, she started placing explosives around the main support posts. "Ungh, I'm exhausted. 6 hours with this stench is enough to make anyone consider a career change."
Carlos laughed. "Well, that's it for this lot, time for some much needed time off. Wesker says there is nothing outstanding, we log this in back home, and I reckon were good for a few days off. You got anything planned?"
Alice looked up from her fusing. Her green eyes sparkling despite the grime she was covered in. "Bathing Carlos. I am going to bathe for 3 days straight until I no longer smell like one of them and give Rain the excuse she needs to 'accidentally' shoot me."
"Why do you think it's been so damn busy? This is the 4th site in as many days. You think it's spreading?"
Alice shook her head. "I don't know. I mean how can it spread? These sites were 100's of smile apart, nothing in between."
Carlos shrugged. "We have samples, the lab can tell us if there is anything weird right?"
"Maybe." Alice replied. "K, it's all done, lets get the others clear, hate to have to go through all that paperwork if Rain were accidentally blown up right?"
Carlos laughed again. "What is it with her?"
Alice looked at him. "She's a bitch? C'mon, let's clear out." She waited for Carlos to leave before picking up her samples and putting them in her own bag.
/*/*/*
"The dog days are over, whoah, the dog days ah ah over..."
Claire stood at the kitchen entrance, arms folded watching her young charge bounce around singing into her cutlery as she made a sandwich. The headphones covering the original sound left K-marts own less than stellar vocals free to bounce of the tiled surface of the kitchen at a boisterous level. Jill walked up behind Claire and started laughing at the would be American Idol contestant.
"She knows your here yet?"
Claire shook her head, "I don't know how that poor dog can stand to be here when she does this." She looked at the creature in question who seem oblivious to the ear splitting noise.
K-marts singing stopped and she finished with a flourish of her knife. Jill took the opportunity to burst into a vigorous applause that startled the young girl who spun around displacing the headphones.
"Jesus, how long have you been standing there?"
Claire smirked at her and K-mart glared back. "You're lucky I cant kill you." She pointed the peanut butter smeared knife at Claire. "You on the other hand.." She looked at Jill.
"You'd miss me too much." Jill laughed at her. "C'mon, grab the sandwich, lets go watch a movie."
K-mart looked to Claire. "You going out?"
Claire nodded. "For an hour or so, I wont be long."
K-mart picked up the plate and followed Jill to the lounge. She reached up as she past Claire and kissed her softly. "Be careful. OK?"
"Rembrandt can watch my back." She called the dog over.
"I wish you wouldn't take him when you go out, he doesn't like it, he's still a puppy you know?"
Claire looked at the giant hound and smirked. "Uh huh. You want me to go alone?" She teased. It always amused her that she had managed quite nicely for longer than she remembered, but despite her protests, K-mart thought the puppy would be a good backup, it was her winning argument for allowing him to stay after he got into some left over paint and re-decorated the hallway the first week he was there.
"Fine, but you better look after him." She moved into the lounge out of site.
Claire looked at the dog, a feral look passed between them, from one predator to another and the hound came to her. As soon as she left the building and turned into one of the many dark alleys of New York, she dropped the leash for collection when she got back and allowed the hound his freedom.
/*/*/*
Albert Wesker sat in his luxurious office watching the CCTV monitor in the testing labs. They should have been empty, the lab staff having long since left for the day, but his computer alerted him to the results being played back. He tutted to himself as he watched the lone blonde running results through the computers before grabbing the print outs and sneaking out. Shaking his head he pressed the button on his phone and waited for it to ring. When the voice came through the speaker he turned off the monitor and spoke. "It seems we have a small problem, I need you in my office." He hung up and sat back to wait. Ten minutes later a knock came at his door before it opened to reveal Rain Ocampo.
"It seems as though one of our little family is getting into places she doesn't belong. I need her taken care of."
Rain smiled for the first time that day. "Who?"
Wesker sighed. "Alice. See that it's done tonight. I'm counting on you not to leave a trace."
Rain smiled even wider. "No problem."
"One last thing. She has some paperwork on her that I need back. After you have dealt with it, check her apartment for any other company property. And bring her computer, just in case."
Rain closed the door behind her, still smiling.
/*/*/*
Claire didn't have to wait long, a lone gang banger approached her, smiling widely to show off his gold teeth. "Hey Red, you looking to have some fun tonight." He grabbed at his crotch.
Claire shook her head. "I've always hated that name." She was on him in a flash, before his hand could leave his genitals to protect himself. Pressing him against the filthy alley, she tipped her head back to expose her canines before biting down hard on his throat. His struggles came to a halt in seconds as his life drained out of him and into her. Claire let the body drop to the floor in front of her before casually taking his bandana and wiping her mouth. She looked to the corner where Rembrandt stood guard. Pulling a blade from her boot, she sliced roughly across the wound in his throat to cover the marks she had put there. She put the cloth in her front pocket and started to lift the body into the trash to be found long after she had left when a noise alerted her. She tilted her head to the sound and heard a gun chamber being loaded and a woman's voice. She dropped the body to the ground and jumped to the top of the wall to get a better look. She saw a blonde with blood matted hair laying on the floor desperately trying to get to her feet. She tried to speak to the dark woman hovering over her and was viciously kicked in the face before the gun was raised.
"That's the difference between you and I. I don't care, I follow orders. You should have done the same. So long Alice."
/*/*/*
Alice walked through the back streets toward her favourite take out. Wrapped up against the chill Autumn air she didn't hear anything until it was too late. A crack to the back of her head split the otherwise quiet night. She dropped to her knees, her vision swimming in and out of focus, she brought her hand from the back of her skull to see it covered in her own blood. She tried to spin around and face her attacker but the head wound made balance impossible. She crawled away and turned herself around to see Rain standing over her chambering a round.
"Rain, don't. The virus we found? They're ours. They were put there deliberately. By us!"
Over the Latina woman's shoulder she could see a red headed woman perched like a gargoyle on the top of wall.
Rain said something as she raised the gun, but Alice was too busy fighting consciousness and wondering why the red head was talking about dessert. As she sank into the blackness her final vision was of the red head almost flying across the alley as she took Rain off her feet into the fence behind them. From her fuzzy vantage it looked like the two women were making out. Her last thought was she didn't even know that Rain was gay.
/*/*/*
Claire felt around the back of the blondes skull, expecting her to be dead, she was startled when she moaned. Claire grabbed her phone and pressed speed dial.
"I have a small problem. Something interfered with my dinner date. Before I could dispose of him, I ran into some trouble." She listened to the panic on the other end while she grabbed the blonde woman's ID. "Shit. No, Jill, I'm OK." She moved to the dark woman and checked her pockets. "Fuck. Jill I need you to get down here. Bring Luther."
Ten minutes later Claire was explaining the problem to Jill while Luther dealt with the original body. She scooped Alice up into her arms and started walking away.
"What are you doing? She works for Umbrella and you want to what? Save her? Are you mad? What ever these too were doing to each other, does not involve you and neither should you involve you. Christ Claire, Umbrella? You cant have them anywhere near you!"
Claire kept walking. "I'll meet you at home shortly. I doubt she is going to live." She looked down at the unconscious blonde sadly. "I can't just leave her here. The hospital is a block or two over. I'm going to leave her there and head back."
Jill looked at the remaining body and shook her head. She looked to the watching dog still standing guard. "This isn't going to end well, you know that right."
Rembrandt looked away with a large yawn as though it didn't matter to him one way or another.
