Billy's Story
Adapted form RE: O
By: Tyler Graham
Chapter 4: Erotic Encounters
As I lay there I could hear my ears ringing, my heart thundering, and my mind was all a blur. I could see fires of the train blazing in the background, and I could hear the howling of pain coming from the train, as if people were being burnt alive inside. "Hmmm there is no way; I can see Rebecca and the only other people on the train were all dead. There must be an answer somewhere… but where????" The train was starting to roll, almost as if it was being pushed. It rolled in frond of Rebecca, but that was when I saw her. It was Mia, I could see her through the train's window, she was on fire calling out my name; I wanted to reach out to her but I was still too weak, my muscles were burning with pain, I could feel the blood vessels scorching in the immense heat. My heart was beating with rapid subsection, and I could only feel slight cold trickles of blood slipping from my forehead. I had to get up, I had to. It was her, it had to be her after all if not who else could it be? There was no mistaking it, her dirty blond hair, and her seducing smile. She was smiling, I remember I would look open her for hours just wondering how lucky I was to have met her, to have know her, to have loved her; and to have her love me in return. I had to leave, she was Umbrella, she was their pet and I could not let my personal feelings get in the way of my true mission; to escape and free the world from their rule. The war had changed that; I could no longer have been on her side, she must have wanted to go with me, to be with me forever, "No matter what!" she would say. Humph well she wasn't kidding by the looks of it. Mia was still there clawing at the window, odd but if I was on fire I would be doing more than just trying to claw the windows. I finally mustered the strength to get up, and crawl, I still could not walk fully so it was more of a commando crawl. I soon found my self pressed to the window, she stopped clawing and just stared at me, her eyes were not joyous, or blue anymore. They were black stone cold and imbedded deep within her eyes, I could tell that she was hurt, someone hurt her, and they would pay. A stroke of rage passed over me, but as soon as it hit it left because I was that her head was impaled with a metal rod. Could it be? Could she be dead and still walking around? No I have to asleep still, or unconscious knocked out on the ground.
That would have been the epic of bliss, I was not asleep, and everything was real, too real. I put my hand up to the glass, and no sooner than I did, Mia leaped into the window and shattered it. I could feel the shards miss me, but I could also feel her fingers around my throat. I was still too dazed and confounded to realize what had happened. She was the dummy for the Virus that I heard about on the train, a virus with the ability to reanimate the dead. So it was real. I had head stories, fables most of them, but this, this was something else, something greater, something evil. I was coming to and found her trying to bite my neck; she was strong, very strong. She was determined to bite me, kill me, and eat me. When I fell I lost hold of my weapon and now I was going to die, die by my one love. "O, God please spare me, I do not deserve this!!!" No sooner had the words come out of my mouth; when a bullet came out of Rebecca's gun. She was not off me, Rebecca popped off two more shots. The bullets rang in my ears, I could hear them hitting their target, but Mia still was not stopping, she was relentless bleeding all over me from her new wounds, but still trying to kill me. I was struggling, I could see her breasts, they were white, but she still had the pink coloration in her nipples, man; I hate noticing these kind of things always at the wrong moment. She started to scratch at my neck and her cold blood was still flowing on me, my muscles were burning even more than even now she had become much stronger, so strong in fact that when I finally threw her off me she put a dent in the stone wall near me. Her neck was snapped and I could see her skull being crushed. She was quiet, still something was wrong; there was sudden rush of energy, movement but now nothing just stillness. Rebecca fell to her knees, then on her back. I motioned to her, but I received no response in return. I startled to her almost as if I was on a tight wire act, and was losing my balance. She was just lying there, so still. I ran with all my might, my legs were burning because of the last fight and I could barely even walk. She was breathing, which was good, but she was not even talking. "I am sorry Billy…I have never killed someone before."(She started to cry). "Hay, uigh man that was a rough one. Don't worry I know how you feel, I mean about the whole killing thing; when I was first stationed in the Congo…" "What? You were in the Army? Why didn't you tell me this?" "Well, I am sorry there something bad happened, but I would rather not talk about it." As I helped her up, she started to wince in pain, her shirt from the train explosion, was torn around her breast section and there was a gash around the base of her breast. It was only bleeding lightly, but the wound seemed to be quiet deep. "Its ok… ill be ok." I knew that out in this hostile environment she could not last very long.
I took out a med pack that I had from the train, the spray had only one usage, but it would be quiet enough. The spray burned, she could only yelp, and singe in pain. I yet again could only feel my love for her. She had to remove her shirt, I did not mind, and she was more than happy to taunt to; I began to wonder if she was almost too much of a flirt. I started to apply the spray; she cringed a bit though she took it very well. She was aroused I could tell because her nipples started to become very hard, and she started to rub her chest. It looked like she was just getting a scratch, but I knew better. I took off my shirt too, I was still a little tired, and there remained some sweat on my chest. She kept rubbing her chest, and I started to follow her motions for her. She was very aroused it seemed because she kept letting out slight little whimpers of bliss. I gently stroked her breasts and started to perform circle-motions around her nipples. I kept one hand stroking her, while my other hand I slowly reached down her pants. She was a bit wet; likely a pre-organism. I started to circle her nipples much more forcefully this time, and I plunged into her pussy. It was like before; still very tight though it was so very sweet all the same. When I probed into her pussy she let out a gentle scream. I repeated the motion of plunging my fingers into her now dripping pussy and circling motions on her nipples. This time she didn't only scream, she flexed all of her muscles and bent back; almost as if she just got hit by a bus. She tore off my pants, and started to suck my dick. She would start of the tip, then swirl and then take it deep. She repeated till I almost came, but she then pushed me on my back and mounted me. She made sure I was inside of her, and I could feel her juices sliding down my cock. She was rhythmic, the way she was moving put me into a trance. Her breasts were gently bouncing up and down, and soon she leaned into me. We were then humping but the way we touched was at a much deeper level than that. When we were fucking I could almost feel her soul. She was putting everything into this, she was slowing down. She was climaxing. We suddenly became enthralled in a mad rush of energy and I was to climaxing. There is an old Chinese proverb that goes something to the effect of "Two separate beings, when intertwined at exposing their soul, they will forever become one." That saying was as true as anything I had ever experienced up to that point.
We had bairly finished when from the train, with the flames now dieing out, there came a slow low growling sound. It started suddenly and it seemed to be advancing. I quickly reached for my weapon; saddly no sooner did i grasp the handle did a mishappen form loomed from the darkness. The fomr was of a dog btu it was impossable for it to be any type of animal. The flesh had been torn, and the blood was present, but it was not dripping it was also missing 1 eye. In those tence moments where everything on the planet seemes to stop. 'It' just kept staring at me for any sign of fear.i coud feel the air tempture switch; it was growing colder.....
As I lay there I could hear my ears ringing, my heart thundering, and my mind was all a blur. I could see fires of the train blazing in the background, and I could hear the howling of pain coming from the train, as if people were being burnt alive inside. "Hmmm there is no way; I can see Rebecca and the only other people on the train were all dead. There must be an answer somewhere… but where????" The train was starting to roll, almost as if it was being pushed. It rolled in frond of Rebecca, but that was when I saw her. It was Mia, I could see her through the train's window, she was on fire calling out my name; I wanted to reach out to her but I was still too weak, my muscles were burning with pain, I could feel the blood vessels scorching in the immense heat. My heart was beating with rapid subsection, and I could only feel slight cold trickles of blood slipping from my forehead. I had to get up, I had to. It was her, it had to be her after all if not who else could it be? There was no mistaking it, her dirty blond hair, and her seducing smile. She was smiling, I remember I would look open her for hours just wondering how lucky I was to have met her, to have know her, to have loved her; and to have her love me in return. I had to leave, she was Umbrella, she was their pet and I could not let my personal feelings get in the way of my true mission; to escape and free the world from their rule. The war had changed that; I could no longer have been on her side, she must have wanted to go with me, to be with me forever, "No matter what!" she would say. Humph well she wasn't kidding by the looks of it. Mia was still there clawing at the window, odd but if I was on fire I would be doing more than just trying to claw the windows. I finally mustered the strength to get up, and crawl, I still could not walk fully so it was more of a commando crawl. I soon found my self pressed to the window, she stopped clawing and just stared at me, her eyes were not joyous, or blue anymore. They were black stone cold and imbedded deep within her eyes, I could tell that she was hurt, someone hurt her, and they would pay. A stroke of rage passed over me, but as soon as it hit it left because I was that her head was impaled with a metal rod. Could it be? Could she be dead and still walking around? No I have to asleep still, or unconscious knocked out on the ground.
That would have been the epic of bliss, I was not asleep, and everything was real, too real. I put my hand up to the glass, and no sooner than I did, Mia leaped into the window and shattered it. I could feel the shards miss me, but I could also feel her fingers around my throat. I was still too dazed and confounded to realize what had happened. She was the dummy for the Virus that I heard about on the train, a virus with the ability to reanimate the dead. So it was real. I had head stories, fables most of them, but this, this was something else, something greater, something evil. I was coming to and found her trying to bite my neck; she was strong, very strong. She was determined to bite me, kill me, and eat me. When I fell I lost hold of my weapon and now I was going to die, die by my one love. "O, God please spare me, I do not deserve this!!!" No sooner had the words come out of my mouth; when a bullet came out of Rebecca's gun. She was not off me, Rebecca popped off two more shots. The bullets rang in my ears, I could hear them hitting their target, but Mia still was not stopping, she was relentless bleeding all over me from her new wounds, but still trying to kill me. I was struggling, I could see her breasts, they were white, but she still had the pink coloration in her nipples, man; I hate noticing these kind of things always at the wrong moment. She started to scratch at my neck and her cold blood was still flowing on me, my muscles were burning even more than even now she had become much stronger, so strong in fact that when I finally threw her off me she put a dent in the stone wall near me. Her neck was snapped and I could see her skull being crushed. She was quiet, still something was wrong; there was sudden rush of energy, movement but now nothing just stillness. Rebecca fell to her knees, then on her back. I motioned to her, but I received no response in return. I startled to her almost as if I was on a tight wire act, and was losing my balance. She was just lying there, so still. I ran with all my might, my legs were burning because of the last fight and I could barely even walk. She was breathing, which was good, but she was not even talking. "I am sorry Billy…I have never killed someone before."(She started to cry). "Hay, uigh man that was a rough one. Don't worry I know how you feel, I mean about the whole killing thing; when I was first stationed in the Congo…" "What? You were in the Army? Why didn't you tell me this?" "Well, I am sorry there something bad happened, but I would rather not talk about it." As I helped her up, she started to wince in pain, her shirt from the train explosion, was torn around her breast section and there was a gash around the base of her breast. It was only bleeding lightly, but the wound seemed to be quiet deep. "Its ok… ill be ok." I knew that out in this hostile environment she could not last very long.
I took out a med pack that I had from the train, the spray had only one usage, but it would be quiet enough. The spray burned, she could only yelp, and singe in pain. I yet again could only feel my love for her. She had to remove her shirt, I did not mind, and she was more than happy to taunt to; I began to wonder if she was almost too much of a flirt. I started to apply the spray; she cringed a bit though she took it very well. She was aroused I could tell because her nipples started to become very hard, and she started to rub her chest. It looked like she was just getting a scratch, but I knew better. I took off my shirt too, I was still a little tired, and there remained some sweat on my chest. She kept rubbing her chest, and I started to follow her motions for her. She was very aroused it seemed because she kept letting out slight little whimpers of bliss. I gently stroked her breasts and started to perform circle-motions around her nipples. I kept one hand stroking her, while my other hand I slowly reached down her pants. She was a bit wet; likely a pre-organism. I started to circle her nipples much more forcefully this time, and I plunged into her pussy. It was like before; still very tight though it was so very sweet all the same. When I probed into her pussy she let out a gentle scream. I repeated the motion of plunging my fingers into her now dripping pussy and circling motions on her nipples. This time she didn't only scream, she flexed all of her muscles and bent back; almost as if she just got hit by a bus. She tore off my pants, and started to suck my dick. She would start of the tip, then swirl and then take it deep. She repeated till I almost came, but she then pushed me on my back and mounted me. She made sure I was inside of her, and I could feel her juices sliding down my cock. She was rhythmic, the way she was moving put me into a trance. Her breasts were gently bouncing up and down, and soon she leaned into me. We were then humping but the way we touched was at a much deeper level than that. When we were fucking I could almost feel her soul. She was putting everything into this, she was slowing down. She was climaxing. We suddenly became enthralled in a mad rush of energy and I was to climaxing. There is an old Chinese proverb that goes something to the effect of "Two separate beings, when intertwined at exposing their soul, they will forever become one." That saying was as true as anything I had ever experienced up to that point.
We had bairly finished when from the train, with the flames now dieing out, there came a slow low growling sound. It started suddenly and it seemed to be advancing. I quickly reached for my weapon; saddly no sooner did i grasp the handle did a mishappen form loomed from the darkness. The fomr was of a dog btu it was impossable for it to be any type of animal. The flesh had been torn, and the blood was present, but it was not dripping it was also missing 1 eye. In those tence moments where everything on the planet seemes to stop. 'It' just kept staring at me for any sign of fear.i coud feel the air tempture switch; it was growing colder.....