VAMPIRELLA / RESIDENT EVIL

The Angel of Death

by PJ

 

 

Rebecca Chambers was blushing furiously when she let Vampirella guide her into the tiny airplane lavatory. Vampirella grinned lasciviously, closing the lavatory door firmly behind her.

"People saw us come in here together!" hissed Rebecca, terrified and thrilled at the same time.

Vampirella didn't reply, she placed her hands on Rebecca's shoulders and sat the young woman on the closed toilet lid. Spreading her slim legs, Vampirella lowered herself onto Rebecca's lap and began unbuttoning Rebecca's blue shirt, tongue slightly sticking out from her moist, red lips as she worked.

"Couldn't you wait till we got to the hotel? We're gonna land in New York in fifteen minutes!" chattered Rebecca, looking down when Vampirella spread open her unbuttoned blouse and pulled it down her arms.

"I haven't eaten in over seven hours, I need something before I faint," murmured Vampirella, cupping Rebecca's small breasts in her cool palms after unsnapping the young woman's lace bra.

Rebecca smiled and moaned softly while Vampirella massaged her bare tits. Vampi lowered her face and licked between Rebecca's pert breasts, she sighed with pleasure, running her tongue around the girl's mammaries, teasing Rebecca's tiny pink nipples with her crimson lips.

"Feels nice," panted Rebecca, her face flushed, her eyes closed as she let Vampirella fondle and lick her trembling breasts.

"I'll make you feel better," smiled Vampi, pressing her right hand inside Rebecca's trousers, stroking the girl's crotch.

Rebecca moaned and kissed Vampirella's black tresses. The young S.T.A.R.S. officer rested her palms upon Vampirella's ivory shoulders, her hips bucking slightly as Vampi's cool fingers caressed the fabric of her cotton panties.

"Finger my cunt," begged Rebecca, nuzzling the side of Vampirella's pale neck.

Vampi slipped her fingers beneath Rebecca's panties, she scratched the panting girl's tiny clit, then teased the opening of Rebecca's pussy with a slender fingertip. Vampi purred as she felt Rebecca kissing her neck, the girl's hands buried in her raven mane.

All passengers return to your seats! We land in eight minutes!

Vampirella fingered Rebecca faster, dipping two digits into the trembling girl's snatch. Rebecca moaned achingly into the curve of Vampi's left shoulder, hugging the beautiful woman's neck, her crotch bucking harder. When Vampirella felt Rebecca's honey soak her buried fingers, she opened her crimson lips and bit Rebecca at the base of her neck where it joined her left shoulder. Rebecca moaned loudly, her open legs quaking, her fingers digging into Vampi's black hair.

The lavatory door opened after the flight attendant practically pounded upon it. The uniformed woman scowled suspiciously while Vampi and Rebecca filed out, Rebecca sporting a band-aid at the base of her pale neck.

***

Returning to her seat, Rebecca noticed immediately that something was wrong. The skyline of New York was much too bright, even for the City that Never Sleeps. Rebecca's eyes narrowed and she caught her breath, New York was burning, fires raged out of control everywhere, random blossoms of orange flame.

The passenger plane angled downward. Rebecca clutched the armrests of her chair and turned to Vampirella. "Something's not right, there are fires everywhere in the city."

Vampirella peered through the small window, she didn't say anything, but her lips were tightly compressed.

The aircraft shook when its landing gear hit the ground. The plane rolled off the landing strip and turned towards the airport terminal. The flight attendants took their places at the hatches, when the boarding catwalks had extended into place, the hatches were unsealed and pulled open, passengers began to rise from their seats to leave the cabin.

Zombies howled and dove into the crowded cabin. Passengers screamed and pushed against each other while the rotting undead clawed the flight attendants out onto the catwalks. More zombies shuffled into the chaotic cabin, grabbing those within reach, biting and clawing instinctively.

Vampirella kicked out the window to her right. She wriggled through the small opening and dropped onto the plane's wide wing, she helped Rebecca scrabble out as high pitched screams emanated from the cabin. The two young women jumped to the ground, Rebecca looked around with large eyes.

"New York's been infected by the T-Virus! But how?" demanded the tense girl.

"We'll worry about that later! Is there someplace safe we can go to?" asked Vampi, hands resting on shapely hips.

"A S.T.A.R.S. safe house! I think there's one nearby!" nodded Rebecca, leading the way at a brisk jog.

Vampi took one last look at the airplane; passengers were running everywhere, trying vainly to escape as the zombies snatched and feasted upon them. Blood already covered many of the cabin's windows, a thin arm reached out of a broken window, but was quickly snatched back in by a decayed, gray limb. Vampi sighed, then ran after her swift friend.

***

After dispatching the two infected guards at one of the landing field's chain-link fences, Vampi kept watch while Rebecca relieved the gray corpses of their pistols and spare ammo. Rebecca tucked one .45 in her belt and kept the other in her right hand, she felt a little better now that she was armed.

Vampi used the guards' keys to unlock the fence gate. Rebecca followed a nearby street south, holding her pistol at the ready with both hands.

Zombie encounters were sparse around the airport. The streets were mostly empty, except for the occasional burning car or half-eaten body. Rebecca avoided the main boulevards and used the residential streets. All of the homes were dark, doors were ripped off their hinges, windows were shattered and streaked with crimson.

Vampi stopped in mid-step and sniffed the night air, she was frowning thoughtfully.

"What is it?" whispered Rebecca, walking back to the wary vampire.

"Something's here..close," replied Vampirella, her fingers clenching into claws.

There was a low growl, then something exploded from a clump of bushes, hurling towards the two young women. Rebecca only managed a glimpse of ivory fangs and long, wiry limbs before she was smashed with a hairy, bulging arm. Rebecca crashed down onto the street, her left temple cracked against the asphalt, knocking her senseless instantly.

Vampirella roared and lashed out with razor-sharp claws. The beast crouched low and swung with its massive arms, Vampi jumped the grasping claws, she snapped out with her right boot and smacked the creature in the muzzle. The beast shrugged off the blow and lunged at Vampirella, he tackled her and drove her to the asphalt, a large claw seized Vampirella's face and slammed her skull into the ground. When the claw let go of Vampi's head, the woman was unconscious.

***

Rebecca groaned and tried to rub her throbbing left temple. She grunted when she discovered she couldn't raise her hands, her arms had been tied behind her back. Rebecca peered into the darkness around her. The air was musty and dank, it felt cold as if all the windows were left open somewhere. Rebecca's night vision slowly brought details into focus, she lay near a concrete wall, resting on top of what appeared to be a big pile of dirty clothes. Rebecca discovered a washer and dryer to her left, on the opposite wall were shelves with tools and a work table. To Rebecca's right was a concrete staircase that went up, presumably to the ground floor. Something dragged Rebecca's attention away from the stairs and possible freedom, there was another pile to the left of the stairs, this pile reeked even more than the dirty clothes Rebecca lay on, it was an odor Rebecca was all too familiar with, the stench of rotting flesh.

Rebecca started to struggle to her feet when the basement door opened and a large, hunched creature plodded down the stairs. Rebecca searched frantically for one of her lost pistols, but there was nothing. The creature crossed the basement and squatted before Rebecca, she realized with rising horror that the creature was human, terribly mutated by the T-Virus into a hairy, wolfish thing. The decomposition stage was just beginning, tufts of brown fur had already begun to fall out, the man reeked of decay, his exposed flesh was gray and clammy. The mutant caressed Rebecca's face with his elongated, black nails, Rebecca flinched, tugging at the ropes wrapped around her wrists.

The mutant climbed on top of Rebecca, forcing her down onto her back. Rebecca whimpered, she kicked at the infected creature, but the mutant ignored her blows. Snatching at Rebecca's blouse, the mutant ripped the garment open. With one black nail it slit apart Rebecca's white lace bra. Rebecca kicked out with renewed desperation, she wriggled and writhed underneath the heavy mutant. Opening his salivating muzzle, the mutant bit down on Rebecca's left breast. Rebecca gasped and let her head fall back while the creature suckled on her warm tit, his hairy palms squeezing and milking both of her breasts as he sucked on her swollen, pink nipple.

Rebecca's eyes grew wide when she heard the sound of her trousers and panties tearing. Rebecca grimaced and whimpered as the mutant's thick cock thrust into her pussy. The creature continued to suck and squeeze Rebecca's tits while he humped between her limp legs, drool soaked the naked girl's breasts, her open thighs shuddered with every violent stab of the mutant's pulsing member.

Rebecca felt hope swell in her heart when her wrists shifted in her bonds. She peered intently into the basement's darkness, she thought she made out one of her pistols, lying by the corner of the nearby dryer.

***

Vampirella woke up to find a black doberman humping between her slack legs, burying his slick prick deep into her cunt. Vampi pushed at the thrusting canine with both palms, the dog snapped viciously at her, his eyes burning red, the right side of his muzzle laid bare to the bone.

Vampi slashed down the dog's belly with her sharp claws, oily intestines spilled out in a flood of dark blood, the reek of corruption filled Vampirella's nostrils. The disemboweled dog howled mournfully, but he continued to hump Vampi's crotch. The pile of canine intestines twitched, then snapped to life, enfolding Vampi's wrists and throat. Vampirella struggled to break free of the sticky intestines, the glistening pink coil around Vampi's throat tightened, a bloody tendril slapped over the vampire woman's mouth, stifling her grunts of frustration.

The dog pounding into Vampirella's cunt woofed and arched his long spine. Vampirella exclaimed in disgust beneath her dripping gag as she watched the infected dog spew canine semen over her out-spread thighs and bare stomach. The decayed dog bared his fangs in a parody of a smile, then pushed his oozing prick back into Vampi's cum-soaked hole, ramming the pink shaft in to the hilt.

Vampirella opened her legs as widely as she could, then she brought in her feet and stabbed the bucking dog with the sharp heels of her black boots. The dog writhed and stopped in mid-thrust, Vampi smashed her heels into the dog's sides again, crushing its exposed ribs. The intestines binding Vampirella's wrists and neck loosened. Vampi lashed out with her open palms, propelling the battered dog off of her prone body. Flicking off the clinging bits of intestine from her arms, Vampirella approached the crumpled dog and made a fist, she crushed the dog's skull, splattering brain matter across the nearby wall.

Vampi jerked up her head when she heard gunfire downstairs. The vampire raced down a long hallway and emerged into a kitchen splattered with blood and gore. Vampirella yanked open a door and hurled down a short stair, she found Rebecca sitting on a pile of clothes, brandishing a smoking pistol with trembling arms while the beast that had attacked them on the street twitched feebly on the floor, his gyrations gradually weakening, then ceasing completely.

Vampirella helped Rebecca slip into a plaid workshirt salvaged from the pile of soiled clothing. Rebecca tugged on a pair of snug cut-off jean shorts, then nodded that she was ready to leave the awful mutant's lair.

Dawn was brightening the smoke-filled sky. The two women could see pillars of smoke rising like funeral pyres from dozens of places within the heart of New York City. Vampirella gave Rebecca a reassuring smile, the pale S.T.A.R.S. officer nodded, and resumed her role as guide, leading the way along the deathly quiet street.

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