Falling for the Beast
"LMFranklin20"
Disclaimer: Left 4 Dead does not belong to me and I do not make any money off of this non-canon fiction.
Summary: Dr. Angelica Pavlov is put on the worst possible job she could get: training and socializing a feral Alpha male Hunter. When he shows an unnerving interest in her, Angelica finds herself falling for the beast.
Rating: M+ due to blood, gore, violence, language, and intensely detailed adult situations (In other words, its Infected/Survivor SEX. Don't read it if you don't like it!)
Chapter Four: Blooddraw
The Hunter looks around his new environment, curious. It's a large basin, deep in the ground. The floor is padded and there are lots of things to climb on and play with. Curious, its all very curious. He's even been given a new covering! But its too bright, unsuitable for hunting. Still, it allows him to cover his face and that's far more comfortable than he's been in the past few weeks. He looks up at the muffled voices approaching his new territory. Its too small though, to be considered territory. It'll do for now though.
Outside the door, Angelica is speaking with the head of medical study, Dr. Katz and she gives him a reassuring, albeit weary, smile, "I'm perfectly alright Doctor. Can't let one rough day stand in the way of my work, now can I?" He looks like he's ready to object again but she opens the door and steps onto the catwalk high above "the pit". She takes a deep breath, pulling a slightly rusted padded chair towards the edge. "Guess who," she softly murmurs and is greeted by the Hunter, far below her, tilting his head in her direction. She watches his expression. His nostrils flared as he scented the air and she scribbled it down, nodding slightly.
Apparently he recognized her, surprisingly enough as he gave a low croon in her direction, crawling towards the wall directly underneath her. Her face twists slightly into a smile as she shakes her head, "Not going to scare me off that easily." She can't see them since the Hunter has actually been clothed, but she can't help an errant thought about the state of the bruises on him. She's sure now that the Guard had been abusing him. She watches as he stands carefully, stretching his body along the wall she's perched on and he croons again at her. He backs up and then leaps at the wall with a shriek, making her jump in surprise. The wall is too high even for his powerful legs though and he slides back down with a grunt.
She finds herself chuckling a little, "Oh no, you're not getting up here. We've got an idea of just how high you can jump." She sets her clipboard down on her lap and continues to watch the Hunter below. He growls and grunts before walking around, cocking his head and then just sits down, lapping at the back of his hand. He wrinkles his nose and she realizes he's displeased with his recent bathing. She smiles lightly when he rolls onto his back and starts to roll around on the floor, groaning and grunting. She rubs her still-sore shoulder, sighing in thought, "Why didn't you kill me? When you got out of that cage and-" She cuts herself off with a scoff, shaking her head, "Oh look at me. Trying to talk to him. Honest to god trying to talk to one of the Infected."
He rolled onto his stomach and glanced up at her again and then plastering himself to the wall again, stretching towards her and crooning softly again. She sighs and refocuses on her clipboard, writing at a quick, almost irritated pace. This is odd and she's a bit flustered and confused by his behavior. "Well, what are you looking at?" she calls down softly to him as she stands, moving to hold the guardrail as she leans over. He gives an excited yip, turning in a circle underneath her. He sniffs curiously in her direction, licking his lips at the soft female smell and giving another low growl. She gives an involuntary noise of disapproval, her lips falling open slightly and she quickly returns to her chair, shaking her head. Silly beast.
The Hunter growls a little louder but then retreats, leaping onto a large crate as a streak of energy bolts through him. He bounces off the walls and the random pieces of furniture and stock that've been left in the old gym. After his constant movement, he goes deathly still and silent, limbs spread to take his weight. She studies him for a moment and then jumps when he suddenly flips into the air and springs around again. She can't help laughing lightly, shaking her head again, "Who knew such a cold-blooded killer could be so playful? Alright, look, there's not much else we can do. Now I just want to run the test, and-" She pulls a small laser pointer from her coat pocket and clicks it into life.
Underneath his hood, the Hunter's eyes go wide and he instantly goes still, staring at the little red bug on the floor. He's not sure what it is but suddenly he wants it. He gapes at the dot and rolls his shoulders, stalking it before pouncing, slamming against the wall and scrambling at it in an attempt to capture it. She blinks in surprise, shifting the laser over and then swirling it around, "Oh, you like that do you?"
His head bobs when the dot bounces up and down and he grunts, pawing at it and growling lowly. He leaps up the wall, trying to get at it as he whines softly. A sincere smile is spreading over Angelica's face as she runs the dot across the floor and he immediately chases after it, heels over elbows. He shrieks and pounces at it, swatting insanely but Angelica only lets out a loud laugh, "Go on! You can get it!" She lays the dot over one of the Hunter's hands and he yelps, stumbling back and pawing at his hand. Angelica flicks the laser pen off and lets out a small mock-gasp, "Where'd it go?"
The Hunter whines, turning in a circle, looking for the tiny red prey. He sniffs and muffles a soft whine, looking up at the female in distress. Wh…where's the tiny prey gone? Angelica turns the pen on again and he's immediately on it, closing his hands over it and then opening them with a whine. He hasn't caught anything! He growls and lets out an offended screech, arching his back as he swats at the dot and then chases it across the floor. Angelica has dissolved into full laughter, pink in the cheeks, "Y-you're like a big kitty cat!"
He twists and turns in a circle, following the dot and eventually the circle gets so tight that he trips over his own limbs, landing face first on the ground. He huffs indignantly, picking himself back up and stacking out as he looks around for the dot. The female is making odd noises and he turns to look at her, tilting his head with a low growl. For some reason, he feels almost embarrassed by her sounds, as though she's mocking him. She continues to laugh, reaching into her pack and taking out a plastic-wrapped pepperoni stick. She's got several more and they were meant for if he completed the test, but one can't hurt. And she, she can't stop laughing! She flicks the laser pen off and breaks off half the stick, tossing it down into the pit. "Here," she manages to get out, still giggling.
Why is she throwing MORE stuff at him? And where did the tiny red prey go? He smells something good though and goes to investigate. He paws at it, hesitant and suspicious of the food smell. He turns slightly to look up at her before snapping up the stick, chewing on it happily. It doesn't taste all that great but its still pretty good. Angelica is still chortling as she watches him, shaking her head, "Ok, now, you've just got to…" She points towards a button on the wall as he paws up the wall for more of the food. He scowls at her before he croons loudly at her, holding a clawed hand out to her endearingly. She softens slightly, but shakes her head, "Uh uh." He whines again, studying her expression and tilting his head before his mouth twists into what once would have been a very sweet smile.
Finally, she lets out a deep, exaggerated sigh as she reaches into her pack, bringing out the rest of the pepperoni stick, "Fine. That's less for later then. We ration this stuff, you know." He scarfs down the stick without a thought, rumbling deeply as he licks his chops. He turns his face up again, letting out a loud croon in an attempt to call the female down to him. She shakes her head, not quite understanding what he's getting at, "You're not getting anymore."
If he could hunt, if he could show her how fast and how strong he is, THAT would win her over. He blinks, cocking his head slightly. Why does he want to win her over? He eyes her. She looks like a mate he had before, red hair and sweet face. Without another thought, he knows he wants her and he croons again, louder this time and his expression darkens into something demanding. She tilts her chin up, making that involuntary sound of disapproval again. She points at the button on the wall again, "There." He huffs, jerking his head between her and where she's pointing. He raises his eyebrows but it goes unseen as he walks towards that part of the wall. He sniffs at the buttons, rubbing his nose against them and then glancing back at her. Her eyes brighten and she gives a nod, "Yes, yes…" Her tone is excited as she nods, trying to encourage him.
The Hunter looks back at the odd pieces on the wall, frowning. What…does she want from him? He sniffs at the buttons again, glancing at her sidelong. "Go on," she hisses quietly, awkwardly miming pushing a button with her hands. He grunts and huffs, turning away coldly. He has no interest in the odd wall. He trots back to the wall she's perched on, sliding up it and pressing his hands flat against the cool surface. Angelica lets out a loud groan, shaking her head before she sighs, sitting back in her chair. Damn it, that was CLOSE!
He croons again at her, sniffing. Why is she teasing him? He turns and bounds around the room, working off his frustration by leaping over several crates and flipping off of them. At the same time, he bounces off the button pad, slapping them all at once. Its followed by an irritating buzzer and a soft chime, since both have been tripped. Angelica is instantly out of her seat, leaning over the guardrail to see what happened. He jerks to a stop, skidding along the floor as he turns to look curiously. He bares his teeth and snarls loudly at the new sounds, not quite sure what they are. A small hatch opens in the wall and a plate of food is slid into the pit. He pauses, raising his nose curiously to sniff before he stalks forward again. Well now, isn't THAT interesting.
He lets out a loud rumble, snapping at some of the meat before folding his arms under himself to tuck into the food. Angelica lets out a sudden laugh, her mouth turning up in a big grin, "Yes!" she enthuses. He jumps in surprise at her little outburst, turning with a hunk of meat hanging from his teeth. He sniffs in her direction before finishing his meal. He's still hungry though and he sits up, sniffing at the buttons. He slaps one, snarling and cringing at the harsh noise it makes and quickly switching to the other. He's delighted to receive another plate of food and he pounces on it quickly.
Angelica grins with triumph and nods slightly as she turns and snatches up her clipboard. She starts to scribble it down, turning to look down at him and, at the same time, her clipboard slips from her fingers. She watches in horror, frantically trying to grab it as her expression drops into distress. It hits the edge of the catwalk and then tumbles down into the pit. "No!"
The Hunter turns at the sudden clatter, giving a soft growl before seeing that the intruder is smaller than him and seems inanimate. He walks towards it, sniffing and catching a whiff of the female's scent. His eyes light up as he rumbles and lifts his bloody maw to look at her. His white hoodie is now stained with it as he sniffs up at her and then looks back down at the clipboard, sniffing more. "Oh, don't you touch that!" she nearly begs, "Oh Christ, please don't-" She waves her hands and shakes her head frantically for emphasis. He grunts and picks up the clipboard between his teeth before switching to his hands, holding it upside down. He sniffs a little more and then nibbles at the corner of it before turning to look back up at her and crooning softly.
"Oh no, no! Don't chew on it!" She continues to wave her hands uselessly, then raises one to her forehead, "I've got to get it. How am I supposed to get it back? How the hell am I getting it back?" He chews on the board more and then drags it into the small hut structure that's been made for him. He turns inside of it and then lays down, holding the board between his arms as he continues to chew on it. Angelica puts her face in her hands and groans loudly. She thinks for a moment and then quickly gathers up her pack and runs out through the exit.
She runs down the hallway, descending down the long flight of stairs. She dodges past a few soldiers and then pauses. The Hunter is chewing on the board when the double doors fly open and a figure emerges. Its dressed in ill-fitting arm guards and a Kevlar vest. It moves slowly, muttering softly to itself and he watches with narrowed eyes, half-raising himself as he bares his teeth. The clipboard is underneath him as he rumbles deeply, eyeing the intruder. "Great," Angelica mutters under her breath. She's got a helmet on and she can't tell if he knows her or not. She carefully raises the tranquilizer gun and aims, unaccustomed to the weapon.
When he makes a sudden move, she jerks, yelping and sending a dart into the wall. He immediately charges, dodging and weaving before he pounces hard on her, tearing at the armor and snarling as his claws rip through her shirt. He pauses though, nostrils flaring as he straddles her waist and he growls lowly. He lowers his face to get a better whiff of her and then outrage slides over his face. How…How DARE she?! Shoot at him with a firestick after he spared her life?! His snarl grows as the betrayal sinks in. Angelica screams, her ribs aching in protest and she frantically twists and thrashes. "No!" she cries out, "NO PLEASE!" The tranquilizer gun has skidded out of her reach and her brow beads with frightful sweat. She flinches back when he snarls at her, jerking when fabric is torn.
He's pissed but he pushes off of her, roaring softly at her and shaking himself slightly. He turns though, ducking into the Hunterhouse and dragging the clipboard inside with him. He lays down with his back to her and the clipboard in his arms. The sound of tearing paper rings through as he ignores her. She just blinks for a moment before that sound goes through her and she springs up, "My notes!" He grumbles as he rips and shreds through the paper. It smells funny and she's not sure if it's a good smell or a bad smell. Most of all, it smells like her though. A puff of paper comes out of the entrance as he spits it out. Angelica clenches her hands into tight fists and she works up the nerve to venture closer to the little structure, "Please…Just stop that!"
He rumbles and a piece of the clipboard comes flying out, in a perfect crescent shape with teeth indents. Angelica turns away, her brow knitted in distress and her head down in one hand, "No, no, no, no, NO!" She groans and shakes her head as she looks back up at him. He grunts and turns, eyeing her as he chews on a mysterious substance. The clipboard can be seen, just past one of his big shoulders and she nearly cries out at the state of clawed, frilled paper its been left in. "Fine!" she nearly shouts, almost in tears out of pure frustration. "Keep the damned clipboard since my notes are already…" She lets out a choked angry noise, shaking her head with disappointment and turning. She collects the tranquilizer gun and storms towards the door only to be pounced on quite suddenly. She lands on the floor with a grunt, turning over to see the Hunter bound away. She huffs at him, scowling before scrambling to her feet and sprinting for the door with renewed effort.
He chases after her, slipping under her legs and tripping her. He gives a playful yip, grabbing her pants leg and prancing back to the middle of the pit. He drops her leg and then crouches, wiggling slightly with a growl. She, however, has hit her nose and yelps in pain. She sits up when she's dropped, bringing her hands up to her face and blinking away tears. Blood drips between fingers as she cradles her nose. Her mouth drops open, at a loss for words before she sighs loudly in exasperation. He's wiggling like some kind of damn DOG. "Can't you just let me LEAVE?" she gets out, her voice nasally.
She spots the new look on his face though, his pupils constricting to tiny pinpoints as he starts to circle her. Shit…the blood! Everything is fast and she finds herself scrambling away, "No!" As she moves to get away from him, he launches himself after her, snapping his teeth wildly and just barely missing her. She scrambles for the door but he catches her against the floor, snarling wildly as he flips her over. She can feel the blood washing down the back of her throat and terror overwhelms her before pain lances through her shoulder. He's bitten her and he snarls wildly, pulling back only to shove his mouth around her forearm. She shrieks in pain, tossing her head in pain. She sobs loudly, trying to push him away even as his hands fold over her hips, yanking her closer.
His claws rake over her hips, tearing through her clothing in his effort to taste, to feel, to smell more. "Please! Let me go!" she sobs, hiccupping as he yanks himself away from her. He bounces a few feet away, stumbling and sliding onto his side. He lets out a roar and claws at his own face. Angelica lets out a ragged gasp of pain, tears flooding her face but she manages to snatch up the tranquilizer gun, leveling it shakily with him. She lets out another loud sob, shaking her head but gritting her teeth with determination, "Not-not gonna let you…" She stumbles slightly, blood clogging her speech. She's cursing and looking at the ragged skin of her forearm, her hand shaking before she gets off the best shot she can.
She gets him on the side, just under his shoulder blade but he continues to shriek and claw, letting out a roar of pain when he catches an eye, tearing clean through it. "FUCK!" Angelica gets out, starting to grow faint from her own blood loss. She continues to mutter curses, stumbling to her feet and sliding along the wall until she gets to the door. She falls through it, pulling herself along and leaving a trail of blood in her wake, "F…Fuck…Medic! I need…need a medic!"
The Hunter wobbles some, stumbling as the tranquilizer starts to take effect. He struggles to get up, seeking the female he's hurt and rubbing his face against the floor. HIS EYE! It hurts so damn much! A younger employee is walking by when he spots the bloody mess, "Oh my god!" She rushes up, leaning down towards the red-haired doctor. "Dr. Pavlov, what happened?!" Angelica leans heavily into the other woman, gasping out, "Can you…Medic…just send a medic…" She points vaguely back in the direction of the pit as her vision swims and then finally blacks out.
A/N: AHAHAHAHA! Swim in the panic that is a Hunter attack. Conflicted feelings and strange attempts at bonding? Maybe XD
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