Story: Dreaming of Death (chapter 1)

Authors: kttykiwi

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Chapter 1

Title: 00 The Angels Mercy

[Author's notes: Umbrella Sanitation Soldier Rain Ocampo has a terrifying Nightmare.]

Authors Notes: I started watching the movies again recently and after reading a few fics fell in love with the Alice/ Rain pairing and decided to write one myself. This is my take on what I think could have happened differently to allow Rain a chance to escape the Hive and the effects that occur after. Most of the events will come from the movie-verse, but I have recently read the books by Keith R.A. DeCandido based on the movies and a few facts may slip in here or there as well.

For example, in the Book the entire team is named while only J.D, Rain, One, and Kaplan get named in the movie. Another fact is that Rain is given the last name Melendez instead of Ocampo, something which I am debating on myself since she is listed as Rain O. on this site but I think that Melendez sounds just as good until you lengthen her name to Lorraine… see?

Well enough with the rambling, hopefully you will enjoy what I have written here and like always, feel free to take inspiration should it give you an idea of your own. The more ideas we share, the more stories that can be created.

00 The Angels Mercy

Dreaming of Death

 

EVEN as the needle pierced her skin and the anti-virus was released into her bloodstream she knew that it was already far too late. Still, she had to make the angel in front of her understand her final wishes. She couldn’t become one of those abominations; she didn’t want to turn on her remaining companion in an attempt to devour her flesh.

“I don’t want to be one of those things, walking around without a soul.”

Her vision had been fading steadily since the first bite had infected her, but still she easily saw the sorrow etched onto her companions face at the thought of the virus and its effects.

“You won’t. No one else is going to die, I promise.”

“When the time comes… you’ll take care of it. Right?” She knew it was cruel to ask, to expect the woman she had come to trust so much in so short a time to do this after all that had happened. But still, it was a necessity at this point.

Her angel hesitated at the question, blue eyes searching her own and after a moment finding what she needed to give a quiet ‘yes’. It is a silent promise that she will keep herself alive and escape this hell that they had found. It reassures her to know that at least one person will escape, and with her quickly fading strength she removes her watch and places it in the other woman’s shaking hands.

They both know that she no longer has any use for it, despite being given the anti-virus; maybe if she had been bitten fewer times, or if they had gotten to the train faster, but not now. Blackness stole across her remaining vision and she began to lose consciousness, a moment passed and she was brought back to reality by the sound of a cocking gun. Carefully but quickly she reached out and stilled the blonde woman’s hand, pointing the barrel of the gun at the floor before taking it away completely.

“I’m not dead yet. Maybe I should hold on to that.”

“I could kiss you, you bitch!” The prospect of a kiss from the blonde excited her a bit, but reality set in and she knew it would never happen. The risk of transmitting the infection was far too high at this stage, but it did not stop gentle hands from lightly gripping her head and placing a kiss on her brow. She lingered a moment- the kiss a silent goodbye and a wish that things could have been different.

This time as her consciousness began to fade, she knew that it was the end and there would be no coming back except as a soulless abomination. Carefully she pushed the pistol back to the blonde with a smile and a whispered ‘thanks’. A few moments passed before her body began moving on its own, her eyes seeing once more and zooming in on the look of horror that had crossed her blonde companions face.

She had only a second to notice the tears of sorrow and regret that coursed down her angels cheeks before blinding pain hit her between the eyes, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

 

Rain Ocampo woke with a sudden jolt, gasping for air as if she had been drowning and unconsciously searching her body for bite marks that did not exist. Bile rose in her throat sending her scrambling for the bathroom, only to find her nausea dissipating with every rushed step. By the time she had reached her toilet the sickness she had felt was just a memory, though a new concern made itself known as her muscles cramped from the sudden exertion.

“Shit! Calm the fuck down Rain, it was just a dream.”

Her racing heart began to slow, and finally she took notice of the fact that she was literally soaked in sweat. The need to be clean took her with force and she hopped into the shower with it at full blast. Instantly she began to feel better and set out to scrub the nightmare from her skin.

“I really need to stop watching fucking zombie movies before bed.”

 

Dreaming of Death

[End notes:

END CHAPTER ONE!

I wanted to make this as a sort of prologue to the upcoming events. Hopefully you will understand how this chapter causes things to play out at a later date.

Still, despite how short it is, expect the rest of the story to end up fairly lengthy over the course of time since I plan to go through all four movies in time. Also I hope you will forgive the length in between updates since real life has a way of interfering so very often.

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