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Chapter 2: Dance with the Devil
It was the day of the ball. Everyone was in a crazy cheerful mood. As usual, I was the only exception. The sky was sunny and I was being pampered for the day. There was no real reason for my lack of a good mood. Though, I was surrounded by people when I wanted to be alone. Next I was wondering when I was going to dye my hair black and wear a ton of black eye liner. The thought made me giggle. My hair was bring curled, and god did that take time. I loved, yet hated my hair. At times I felt envious of Jill who kept hers short.
"Looking good Barbie." Chris said over my shoulder.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" I chided.
"Yep, she looks good too." he replied, as I watched him smirking from the mirror.
"You're not supposed to be flirting with your subordinates." I added.
"You wished I was. It would be the best thing to ever happen to you. Though I doubt you'd be smart enough to seize it."
"The only thing about you I'd seize is your balls by my right knee." I replied smiling sweetly.
Chris wandered off and I was glad. Why I signed up for having to deal with him ever day, I didn't know. With Wesker dead, I think all his humanity went out the window. Was Chris ever nice to me? No, definitely not. I was pretty so he always assumed me as dumb. I tried at various times to think of the good things about Chris, but he always ruined it. Jill, I liked her, but felt bad for her. Claire, we got along and I liked her.
Butterflies formed in my stomach as my make up and final touches were being made. There was nothing I could find worthy of the butterflies. Alice and Sheva looked gorgeous, the colors were picked out really suited us.
"You look kinda nervous, what's up?" Alice asked as her blue eyes met my hazel eyes.
"I don't know, I feel like... Someone important will meet me there." I blinked at the statement, but I felt it was true.
"If it's Prince Charming, I'll be pissed." Sheva laughed.
"I promise to ask if he has brothers." I informed them with a smile.
"I haven't seen you this alive in weeks. God I hope you meet someone there." Alice told me.
I nodded as Alice placed a pearl necklace around my neck. I also added a pearl and metal flower bracelet on my right hand. I looked to the mirror. I was a princess, but I was scared my prince could never come. No, no a dead prince can't make this ball I told myself. As I walked around the Dechant's manor, I stopped in the living room which held a piano. For some reason when my fingers found the keys, I played the Moonlight Sonata and thought of his kiss.
I was only halfway through the song when Claire barged in looking pissed.
"Stop!" She yelled. My fingers stopped and I looked at her.
"Why in the world would you play that?" she demanded. I could only blink.
"I was thinking of someone and my fingers moved." I replied simply.
"Who on earth could you be thinking of? That song is like Wesker's fucking lullaby!" she screamed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." I blinked again. His lullaby? I was playing his fucking lullaby and didn't know it? How was it possible? Maybe I was crazy. Maybe I did need help.
"Sorry, it's just a touchy subject. You didn't know. How could you? You weren't there. Please accept my apology, Kay."
"Of course. I understand." I replied sweetly.
With her eyes still on me, I quickly exited the room. My emotions were again a mess. Would it always be like this? Would I always be this lovesick for a love I never got the experience. Would Wesker even be capable of loving a weakling like me? No, no. He would only seek out a strong woman and I was no where near that. Sure, I could take on infected monsters, survive a biological war, and remain unharmed for the duration of a zombie city take over, but would any of the prove special to likes of an Alpha male like him? Just stop, I told myself. He's dead, it doesn't matter.
My mood stayed stable through the day, which was filled with a state dinner and a press conference. I couldn't bring myself to eat and I thankfully was avoided by the press. Everyone had a date, but me. It struck me as odd, because I was the one expected to have a boy toy or two on hold. I wondered if anyone really noticed, if they did no one commented. I did my best to smile every time a camera came my way. The president handed us medals and shook our hands. Though I felt honored, I also felt guilty.
Finally at the ball, I sat down and watched the others. Everyone seemed exceptionally happy and I was glad for them. I just wished I could be like them. I reclined my chair to the fall and slipped into a sleepy state and I was exhausted with keeping up my appearance for the day. My stomach turned to butterflies again and I rolled my eyes.
"May I have this dance, dear heart?"
My eyes flew wide open. I glared, thinking it was a sick joke. To my surprise, Albert Wesker was looking down at me. Most of him was hidden by the shadows, but I knew it was him by his stance, body, height, and most of all his voice..
"Have I gone mad?" I asked myself. I blinked and he was still there when my eyes opened.
"I'm afraid not. No matter how many times you close your eyes, I will still be there when you open them Dahlia." He replied in his matter of fact tone. It unnerved me how he knew my real name. His hand touched mine and he lifted me from my chair effortlessly.
"How?" I asked, breathlessly.
"I have more than nine lives. Haven't you heard?" He chuckled softly. "If they ask later on, I took you against your will."
With that said, he danced us over to the dance floor and the Moonlight Sonata started playing as if on que. It took a good minute for people to stop moving and to stare. I felt alive again and I fought the urge to smile. I fought it harder than I had fought anything in my life. Then I heard the guns being drawn. All I could do was stare at his face. He looked extremely calm and fearless, I must have looked frightened. He leaned his head down, kissing my ear as he did so.
"Do not fear, dear heart. They will not shoot with you in my arms. You are safe."
"It's not me I fear for." I replied, my eyes coming to tears.
"I've made it through worse."
Chris approached the line of guns as did Dan and Alice. My tears finally fell and I could barely breathe. How could it end like this? How on earth could he or I live once the gunfire started? As the music stopped, he stopped. He moved behind me and walked us to the stage, the cameras followed.
"Drop her Wesker!" Chris yelled.
"I wouldn't want to break such an exquisite creature Chris. She's such a valueable subject. Though I doubt you'd ever know her true value" Wesker replied coolly.
"What do you think you think you are going to do walk out the front doors?" Dan asked.
"I can actually. By law, you can't harm me. You haven't any evidence of me breaking the law in this country."
Dan looked at the others and nodded. The guns lowered slowly. I finally breathed in. Wesker smiled triumphantly, his hand moved my chin to look at him.
"I shall see you soon, dear heart. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
He pushed me softly towards Alice and she caught me. I could barely stand and she held an iron grip. He winked at me before speaking.
"I'd also like to announce the rebirth of the Umbrella Corporation." Wesker started walking to the door.
"You won't be walking soon enough Wesker, you better pray we never recover the old hard drives." Chris yelled after him.
"Good luck arresting me from across the world, Chris."
With Wesker finally out of the door, I collapsed. Alice hugged me as the others asked how I was feeling. How could I say great? God I felt alive. I said nothing when they asked. Dan was offering the base for a place to stay and I shook my head. For an hour we debated his return. We were informed we really couldn't shoot him on sight, which bothered me none. Intel did report Umbrella was on the mend. Apparently, their pharmaceuticals had been pulling in massive money overseas. Though, no one knew how exactly came to be Chairman and CEO. Wesker finally got his wish. He had recreated Umbrella without anyone knowing it. While we were all busy battling Tricell, he had been raising Umbrella from the grave.
Finally home, hours later, I made my way to my room without a word to anyone. I went straight to my shower. With my skin pink and warm from the shower, I felt alright again. The world wasn't spinning as I put on a black bra and slipped into black silk pajama shorts. I fell on my large bed with a soft thud and laid there listening to the rain with my eyes closed.
"Soon enough, dear heart?" His velvet deep voice filled my room.
"I should hate you and try to kill you. Why can't I?" I asked softly.
"Ask yourself this. Why can't you find any other man desirable? Why am I the only one?"
"I don't know. I think my genes notice you." I replied, sitting up slowly.
"It's chemical your attraction, as is mine. You're a sub species human, I'm the only other one. Our pheromones interacted every time we met. I've had women throw themselves at me over the years, yet the only one I ever wanted happened to be you." He informed me.
"So you just want to fuck me then?" I blurted out, my cheeks blushed.
"At the moment, yes." He replied, his voice void of emotion.
"Too bad, I'm not a piece of meat." I retorted, feeling like he had punched a whole through my chest.
"Do you honestly think you'll find an attraction to a man as much as you want me?" He asked cynically.
"No, but I rather be alone than your piece of ass. It's not fair to me, I deserve better." At this moment, I wanted to run from him. How could the one man on earth I felt anything for be such an ass?
"You don't want me?" He questioned.
"At this very moment, no Albert Wesker. I do not want you!" I yelled. His hand grabbed my mouth. When he released it, I realised he had crawled on top of me with his feline swiftness.
"We'll see." His lips claimed mine as his hands roamed all over my body. I wanted to resist after being so insulted, but it was hopeless. I found myself moaning as soon as his hands found my breasts. Then as soon as his hands reached into my shorts, I pulled back. His hand paused.
"No, no! Get away from me. Just go!" I begged.
"Did I hit a nerve, dear heart?" he asked smugly.
"No and I'm keeping it that way." I retorted my voice full of fury.
"I can can stay away from you, but can you stay away from me?" He laughed. He went to the french doors or my balcony and waved. I fell back into my bed in a heap of emotions. I was beyond humiliation. I was still a virgin, and I wonder if he knew. I just couldn't let him take me and use me like that. I wanted him, had missed him, but I couldn't let him walk all over me. No, I'd have to restrain myself around him. I would not be some young mistress for him. Plenty of men had asked me of that honor. What made him so special other than the fact he was the only match to my species? I took another breath.
"Albert Wesker is the enemy. Treat him as such."I said out loud. It made me feel slightly better. It was the only thing I could do.
