THE UNHOLY CHURCH

After making her way through the theme park and fighting off the memory of her former self, Alessa struggles to keep her mind in order as she fights with three different versions of herself. There is the Cheryl part that makes her feel scared and that she should just run away to someplace far away. The Alessa side of her that wants revenge for all the pain and suffering she has endured. And the part of her that is slowly being taken over by the god growing inside her that is slowly turning her into a being of sin. All seven of them burn within her but hate and lust burn hotter than all the others.

She enters the church and looks through the lore books in the library trying to find any info about The Ritual of the Sun, and how she became impregnated. She suddenly hears the library door open and the sound of footsteps enter the room. She turns towards the door with her handgun drawn. The footsteps continue down the hall of shelves getting closer and closer. She tightens her grip on the trigger, taking in a deep breath, and then holds it. Vincent turns the corner to find her aiming the gun at him and raises his arms, nearly dropping the book his is holding.

"Hiya, Heather," he says in a bit of a nervous tone.

Alessa lowers the gun and says in annoyance, "You show up everywhere, don't you?"

Vincent smirks, "You make me sound like some kind of unwanted pest."

Alessa snaps at him with a sassy tone, "Well who asked you to help anyway? Claudia?"

Vincent's face becomes sour, "I told you not to put me in the same category as that madwoman."

She smirks, "Well, you're pretty loony yourself."

"Heather, it's true we believe in the same god, but I'm quite sane."

Alessa's voice fills with anger, "Don't call me that."

Vincent looks at her confused, "Don't call you what?"

Her voice changes from anger to a more calm, sensuous voice, "I am no longer that petty little girl, and I know why you're really here, Vincent," she moves towards him purposefully accentuating the movement of her hips as she walks. She takes his book from him and tosses it to the desk behind her. She places her hands on his shoulders and moves them down the length of his arms, "I know what you truly desire, Closer."

Vincent takes in a deep breath. He looks into her green eyes. A smile spreads over his face and his eyes begin to glisten, "Alessa? Is it really you?"

She nods. "And I remember everything."

She grasps his tie in her hands and pulls his face down aggressively towards her. She then wraps her hands around his neck moving in for a kiss. Vincent is so caught off guard by her sudden change in attitude towards him that he pulls away from her. Alessa pulls harder on his neck trying to press her lips against his. He once again pulls away from her.

"Kiss me," she says eagerly. "I want to taste those sinful lips."

"No, this isn't right," he says forcefully.

"What does right have to do with anything?" Alessa's voice becomes agitated. Like a beast in heat she grabs him by the vest and pushes him back against the book shelf. He lets out a painful grunt. With him now pinned she uses the bookshelf to climb up him until her crotch is pressing against his and she wraps her legs around him, "I want what I want and right now I want you." She grids herself against him feeling his erection become hard against her slit. Her breath becomes heavier. She begins to unzip her vest enticing him to see that her nipples are hard and can be seen through her shirt. She lets out a soft moan. When he doesn't accept her offer, she leans in to kiss him again and he quickly turns his face away. She tries to turn his head back towards her but he holds his pose, "Look at me!" She orders him. Vincent shuts his eyes and keeps his face turned away. Alessa's voice becomes more sweet and innocent as the young Cheryl side of her begins to take over, "Please, why won't you look at me?" She cries as tears swell up in her eyes, "Don't you love me?" Her voice becomes lustful again, "Don't you want me?"

Vincent turns back to her still being cautious of her movements. This is not the way he wants their first time to be, "Of course I do, but this isn't you. You're not Alessa, not really. I know you. That 'thing' inside you, its changed you."

Alessa's voice fills with anger once again, "This 'thing'?" She climbs off of him and takes a step back. "This 'thing' is inside me because of what you people did to me," her voice rises and she points her finger hard at him. She then looks around the room and with her powers she starts pulling the books from the shelves and chucking them across the room, "All of you, you and the fucking Order! You all wanted fucking paradise and now I'm the one who has to suffer!" She punches herself in the abdomen wanting the creature inside her to feel physical pain. She falls to the floor. Her voice drops as she switches into Cheryl once again. She sobs, "I'm always so cold, left in the dark, alone," she covers her face with her hands.

Vincent's eyes swell up. All he wants is to hold her in his arms, to make her happy, but her personality was so split he couldn't tell what she might do if he tried, "I never wanted this. I don't want God to be born. It wouldn't be convenient. Much too unpredictable."

"So what then? You've been using me, just to stop Claudia, is that it?"

"I think we both had our own interests in mind. I know you hate her too and you're the only one who can get it done. I don't have powers like you two."

"So what are you doing here then?" She stands up to face him.

"I'm just looking out for myself. Everyone does it." He looks into her angry eyes that have become brown once again. "Don't stand there looking so smug. You're the worst person in this room. You come here and enjoy spilling their blood and listening to them cry out. You feel excited when you step on them and snuff out their lives."

"Are you talking about the monsters?" She asks confused.

"Monsters?" Vincent raises and eyebrow to her, "They look like monsters to you?"

"Oh, no…" Alessa panics at his words.

"Don't worry, it's just a joke," Vincent smirks, loving that he was able to trick her into believing him. "By the way, I wanted to ask you. Did you get the Seal of Metatron?"

"The seal?"

"You don't have it? Leonard was carrying it," he says worried.

Alessa pulls the seal out of her vest pocket showing it to him."I have it but what do you need it for?"

"It will come in handy later, as long as we have it, we're fine." He walks over to the desk where she tossed his book and hands it to her, "Here, take this."

"What for?"

"It will explain everything you need to know for now. I will tell you the rest when we meet up with Claudia," Vincent heads back towards the door.

Alessa calls out to him, "Wait, please... I don't want to be left alone."

Vincent smirks again, "I thought you said you were no longer a petty little girl? Don't worry, I'll be around," he exits the room and before she can stop him the door closes and he is gone.