Everon Industries Training Chamber

Jessie enters the training hall, tossing aside her red leather coat to the corner of the room. Behind her, hanging just above her rear is a sheath holding her father's infamous 'fin' shaped blade with a diamond engraved on it. Before she had tossed the coat aside, she had pulled out her burst firing handgun and she turns the safety off. Grinning, she steps deeper into the room, and the lights turn off...

...seconds later they dimly light up again, and she was in a forest like environment.

"Digital terrain now active. Welcome to the 'DEAD FOREST' Scenario." came an electronic version of Jack Taylor's voice, and she chuckles at her Uncle's overly excited tone.

"Bring it." she says, sprinting at a high speed, jumping off a muddy slope and sliding down with her stable feet into the thicket of the woods.

From deep within the "forest's" terrain, Falx could hear his opponent's voice taunt "Bring it", and her sliding down a muddy slope. His time spent as many BOWS kept his predatory ears trained. He grinned knowing his opponent was a female. He always enjoyed fighting those.

Hiding behind a large tree, he opened his lab coat and checked his inventory. Several pistols, and a shotgun strapped to a bullet proof vest, as well as vial after vial of strange serums.

"Let's see who gets dinner tonight," Falx chuckled as he took the handgun and ran off into the woods toward his opponent.

Jessie jogs into the woods. The air felt natural, smelled like the real deal; her feet literally spreading the mud apart as she walks deeper among the erect oaks with fallen leaves...leaving no cover if she were to hide up in tree to get an edge over the B.O.W.s hidden throughout this stage. So, perhaps with some of her father's crazy wit, she taunts by whistling an old Irish tune: "The Parting Glass"; properly sung to remember loved ones who have been long since dead. In this case, she was whistling for her opponents premeditated funeral.

She begins to walk throughout the dead oaks, her bodacious upper body swaying left to right with ample jiggles as she spins her father's foot long blade similar to him; causing bright glints to shine off through the wood in the simulated moonlight...it was a full moon...perfect for a little late night craziness to take over Jessie's body...and revealing her position as well.

Falx peeked out from behind the cover of a tall oak, catching a glimpse of his opponent in the moonlight. And oh my was she a gorgeous one. Her ample breasts jiggled with her confident movements, seeking out Falx and any other BOWS that may be out there.

That was quite the blade she was carrying as well.

Falx considered her weaponry. A woman wouldn't carry a blade like that unless she knew how to use it, and a small BOW with a weak hide like a Hunter Gamma would be too easy. Even a larger BOW like a Yawn would be vulnerable if she was truly skilled.

He needed something large and hard to hit. Looking into his pocket full of vials, the one labeled "Gulp Worm" caught his eye. "Yes. This should make it a little trickier for her." Falx thought.

He removed the vial and stuck a needle into it, all the while whistling Jessie's tune back to her. He stuck the needle into the veins in his arm.

Samuel Falx wrote:

He removed the vial and stuck a needle into it, all the while whistling Jessie's tune back to her. He stuck the needle into the veins in his arm.

As soon as she heard the lower pitch whistling back, she gave the knife a final twirl before tossing it high above her. As if in slow motion the blade slowly spinned in midair above her head, her sharp emerald eyes caught a glimpse of his coat jutting off the corner of the tree to her right. She brings up her left hand, boarder shifting (tossing the gun from one hand to another [Thank you Damian Handy xD]) the weapon, and grabbed it tightly with her right and now empty hand. She swings out her right shoulder, cocking the weapon to the left slightly so the weapon was at a horizontal angle; with a final flick of her thumb she switched the weapon from semi-automatic to full auto.

Ba-bangbangbangbang!

As the bullets fired rapidly out of the the barrel, the recoil pulled her arm in a sweeping motion-causing the bullets to tear into his coat and shoulder, the tree, and then the empty space right of that. Her blade was coming back down to earth and she casually catches it with her left hand. Her eyes gleamed. The gun smoking. The shining fin shaped blade with a diamond engraved in it's silver blade. She is suddenly a pulsating, a jiggling blur as she closes the distance between her previous position and the tree Falx used as cover. An after image of her still standing with her arm held out remained but slowly vanished as she charged towards the tree within seconds. He had no idea what an Umbrella Steel Blade was capable of: one flick of her wrist the foot long blade easily sliced through both tree and coat as if they were both made of butter; the highly durable and notoriously sharp blade of her father's knife cleaved the tree and Sam's coat cleanly in half! The tree didn't move however till Jessie brought up both her feet, kicking the tree towards Falx. She back flips and lands onto her feet, sheathing the blade while the heavy tree fell over the man taking cover behind it.

As it slammed down, she pulls out the spent mag of her handgun and slams in a fresh clip with a bored sigh. "Wow...please don't be dead just yet. I thought this B.O.W. was supposed to be damn near unbeatable..." she sighs again as she approached the tree casually, sweeping her loaded machine pistol towards where his body would be; ready to unload on him if he was still breathing.

Jessie was surprised to see when she came around the destroyed tree to see that there was no body underneath. All that was left was a ragged, torn, and bullet hole-ridden lab coat, dirty and trapped beneath the tree she had brought down.

Through all her rough housing and the incredibly loud automatic firing of her gun, she hadn't heard a single sound out of Falx. What puzzled her was the enormous hole in the ground beneath the fallen tree. It was at least four feet in diameter, and twigs, branches, and roots pointed downward as if it had been burrowed.

What the fuck could burrow that fast?

Jessie tensed as the entire ground trembled before her, shaking the "holographic" trees and causing sticks and leaves to fall. Whatever was under the ground, she couldn't get a sense of where exactly it was. Maybe this was going to be more difficult than she thought...

Jessie didn't like the odds. If it could burrow beneath the ground, it can pop out anywhere! She decided that being on higher ground would be more effective. Running through the dead, late autumn looking woods; she ran up the length of a tree, grabbing one of the thick branches. She swings rather gracefully and swiftly back and forth, and like a gymnast, she expertly swung her full weight up and over the branch; her feet tightly planted on the branch she was holding. Thankfully, the branch was able to support her weight, and with one hand she pulls out her gun again and aimed downward. She tried to make little movement, knowing that if something was tunneling, they could probably feel her vibrations through the trees roots...so she had to be on her high guard-her body ready for anything.

She narrows her eyelids and furrows her brows. "Come out and play...you son of a bitch." her voice echoes inside her head, her body tense, and finger ready to pull the trigger all the while the ground continues to shake.

Falx tunneled through the thing soil of the forest as easily as if it were water. Instantly he could tell that his prey was on the move, as he could feel the vibrations of a few foot steps and then they disappeared. He could sense the faint vibrations of her climbing trees, but they were just that...faint. Between the vibrations he made and her own, it'd be tough to figure out just exactly where she was. But he knew enough. He knew the vicinity of where she was, and that gave him a plan.

Just start taking down the area

Falx wouldn't show himself like she'd asked. Instead he began burrowing and burrowing all around where she left the ground. She saw patches of dirt collapse all around the nearby trees, some of them losing footing and falling over. It was only a matter of time before her tree went down.

Samuel Falx wrote:

Falx wouldn't show himself like she'd asked. Instead he began burrowing and burrowing all around where she left the ground. She saw patches of dirt collapse all around the nearby trees, some of them losing footing and falling over. It was only a matter of time before her tree went down.

She cocked an eyebrow and a coy smile. "Ah...I see what your doing. Pretty smart!" she thinks, allowing herself to chuckle lightly under her breath. With luck, a tree beside the one in which she stood fell towards her, and the clever super human grabs the tree branch and swings her legs over its trunk as it falls to the ground, masking her smaller vibrations with that of the fallen tree's. She stood up onto the now fallen log, looking up at the tree where she showed off her gymnastic skills. Just like the one she stood silently on now, that tree too fell to the ground, the area around her nothing more but mud splattered leave less trunks.

This, undoubtedly, would send the creature to the surface to investigate; Jessie prepares her gun and trains it to the earth, waiting for the beast to finally show it self.

Falx had taken most of the trees to the ground, and hadn't felt the unique vibrations of the woman. He's dealing with a swift one, and she must still be perched on one of the fallen trunks. He knew that in order to get a trace on where she was, he'd had to show herself so she'd shoot.

He traveled beneath the dirt, so his hide was as tough as could be. "Show her some skin." Falx thought, deep in his BOW mind.

His Gulp Worm form burst out of the ground for but a moment, only to dive back into it, its whole body following behind in a flowing arch. Before that arch finished it burst out again, creating another arch, screeching as it broke through the dirt. It swam around the decimated area, giving Jessie something to aim at.

She half closed her eyes due to the loud screech. When it was finished she narrowed her gaze and trained the weapon on the creature's body.

Thirteen years ago, when she was a young lass not too keen of her heritage, and still 'green around the ears' when it came to B.O.W.s, she would have at full blast open fire onto this creature...though now older, and with thirteen years of practice and combat training as well as being a field scientist for the B.S.A.A., she 'observed' the creature before her. "A Gulp Worm...it was considered one of many Umbrella B.O.W. failures...I believe they're blind and their exoskeleton is rather hard to penetrate...well at least with basic nine-mills...well I guess I have to do it Raymond's way...I hope your proud you evil son of a bitch!" she thought, cursing her father in her head; her face contorted into a rather tsundere expression as she prepared herself. Closing her eyes as the creature got within leaping reach-

-then she holstered her gun, eyes opening in mid jump. Her legs spreading open, her hand already drawing the knife from behind her back. Her long legs wrapped around the sides of the creature, locking her firmly onto it. She quickly slammed Noble's Diamond through the worms armor-the Umbrella Steel blade parting it's flesh as easily as it had done to the tree. The unbreakable, and notoriously sharp foot long blade was slammed in all the way to her hands-which were now covered in the beast's blood.

Her breasts jiggled about under the turtleneck as she straddled the creatures neck, drawing her smiling evil face forward a bit to whisper: "Perhaps this form isn't good enough for you...you have to tell me how your able to withstand this mutation Falx." She said in a mocking tone, giggling even as blood lightly splashed across her cheek. She then yanked out the blade, back flipping off the creatures back and onto one of the fallen trees. She giggled, even as she swung her blade to the right, the creature's blood flinging off the blade in an arc and staining the earth.

The creature shrieked in pain as its blood poured out the massive wound Jessie had torn close to its neck. Falx hadn't anticipated a diamond blade, but that was no matter. He'd worked on research from both sides, Everon and Umbrella, and while he preferred the old school B.O.W.s, he knew that mutations were the way to go if things went awry, like they were going now.

With a quick whip of his tails right before he brought it back under the dirt, it caught Jessie off guard, striking her right side so hard that she went careening into a nearby tree that was still standing. She hit it with so much force that it almost snapped, and she let out a sexy cry as her spine crashed into the hard wood. Her breasts flopped from the hit, and then even more as she fell to the ground.

Stunned for a moment, it gave Falx the opportunity to use one of his several prehensile insect-like "tongues" to reach deep into his gut and pull out the vest he had been wearing prior. The tongue removed a syringe and stuck it into the soft flesh of its mouth. Once the liquid disappeared into Falx's blood stream, he tossed the syringe aside, and Jessie watched, troubled, as the beast's hide began to change.

It seemed to suddenly shimmer, like the qualities of a diamond, and the slice she had recently left on the beast rapidly healed. Once in prime form, the beast turned to where Jessie had fallen and shrieked, exposing its huge gullet, before diving back into the dirt.

Her blade would have a much more difficult time, now that it was diamond on diamond.

Jessie cringed, her back and lower body racked with pain! If she didn't have her father's S-Virus abilities and genes, she'd probably be paralyzed, since she could feel her severed spine slowly bring it self back together. She looked at the creature covered in a shiny diamond like substance now, and looked down at the stainless reflection of her silvery looking Umbrella Steel blade with the shape of a Diamond etched into its brilliant yet cruel blade. "Damn...I didn't expect that from ya." she says coughing up blood. She looks down, and grimaces further: not only did she break her back from the strong blow, she had a broken branch the width of a quarter sticking out from her lower right torso; her white sweater was soaked red with blood on both the front and back of her shirt. "Uncle Jack...I applaud you for this level of realism in this program...but does it have to hurt like a fucking bitch?" she curses.

Her body was rather limp from the waist down the sharp branch that impaled her was what kept her from falling. She concentrates the level of her genetic healing to the spine, hopefully by the time it brought it self back together again she'd be able to get the nerves in her lower body to function again. "Heh...the son of a bitch really got me good this time." she says, almost applauding the mad man ''within'' the creature. She tried not to struggle much, not only because it hurt like a bitch, but also her chances were higher she'll be able to heal faster if she was in her current standing position; once the spine was reconnected she'd be able to plan her next attack.

(Spine will heal in next post; defense has slightly increased)

Before she could fully heal, the ground BURST beneath Jessie, and all of a sudden she was lifted twenty feet into the air. Screaming from both fear and pain, it took her a second to realize what was happening.

A chunk of dirt below her was suddenly swallowed with a sickening GULP. That's when she realized her ass was next in line, pressed against the back of a fleshy gullet. Four flaps that created the mouth of the enormous creature waved around her, and its tendril-like tongues wrapped around her wrists and neck, choking her.

She writhed and struggled in the beasts grasp, her breasts shaking left and right. She looked over her shoulder to see the hole she was about to be heading down unless she did something fast. She could feel the hot, fetid breath of the beast waft over her. It's stomach gurgled, vibrating its whole body.

Jessie clenched her teeth, the branch that had impaled her was snapped off and still lodged in her lower abdomen; and now had slimy saliva filling her boots, coating her legs and causing her skirt to become slick and shiny. Tight, constricting tendrils shot out of the mouth from below her feet and started to suffocate her by lapping around her slender neck! She pries at the choking tendrils, and suddenly lurches forward-a near muted scream escaped her agape drooling maw; the white of her eyes wide and her emerald orbs the size of a pin prick. SO much pain shot through her body from her spine's reconnection, her body twitched and spasm within his drooling floppy maw.

Her lower limbs started to kick, barely in their confined space, all the while Jessie tried her best not to black out with the mixture of pain and asphyxia; her bare hand just managing to pry off the tendril with her superhuman strength. She let out a loud and long coughing gasp, her face regaining color from it's temporarily blue state. She held her neck with her hand, back crawling backwards before removing the hand from her neck and drawing the pistol. "Your...not gonna eat me!" she exclaims, firing the weapon rapidly down the slimy chute, bringing up her aim and firing at the flaps of the mouth with the 9mm bullets.

Just as her spine finally reconnected, the beast SLAMMED its mouth shut in reaction to the bullets being pummeled into it. While her super-human strength managed to pull the tendrils off her, it wasn't enough to stop the powerful muscles of the worm's mouth to press her tightly between the fleshy confines. In fact, the crushing jaws snapped so powerfully that it caused her gun to go flying out of her hand, twenty feet to the ground below.

Her tits pressed close against her body, only her limp hands and saliva covered face hung outside the vertical monster, and she could only squeak and whimper in fright. She couldn't believe she'd ended up like this!

Opening its mouth for just a second, she looked down to see the dark chasm that it was getting ready to take her down and fulfill its hunger. Quickly, the beast lowered its head just so it could flick it back, tossing Jessie into the air. She flipped, arms and legs flailing, and let out a tiny shriek as she went upside down. Gravity took her and all of sudden she was falling head first toward the gullet.

The beast CLAMPED down on her again, this time leaving her slick legs kicking and scissoring outside of its jaws, her ass visible from her falling skirt. Inside its mouth, she cried as she slid inch by inch toward her doom. As the throat opened to take her in, to her own surprise she let out a blood-curdining scream as it began to undulate.

Jessie cried, her hair slick with saliva and her cringed face grimacing from the stench of the worms mouth. She kicked and screamed, outside her skirt clad butt, stocking clad legs and her leather boots swayed slowly about. "You mother fuc-" before she is able to finish another tendril snaps out from the darkness ahead of her and tightens around her throat again! She gasps again, her eyes wide and mouth agape again. Saliva flows all around her upper body, the branch that impaled her still was jutting against his lower jaw; her blood flowing down his throat and enticing his taste buds. "Nnnnnnya!" she cries weakly, trying to pull off the super tongues from her throat as a second joins the fray-at the same time they tug her down, outside her skirt clad butt is pull around the lower jaw, and slips through the mouth up to her slow and fluttering knees-her body too racked up with pain to move much anymore.

Knowing its prey had no chance left, it was time to finish her off. It snapped once, taking her knees, calves, and feet into its maw and completely engulfing the woman its mouth. The squeaked the best she could while being choked by the two tongues.

More tongues arose from the throat, wrapping around her waist, in between her legs and around her ass, and then winding around her trembling legs.

She couldn't scream out loud, so she screamed in her mind as the beast opened its mouth once more, shedding the moonlight on her doom. She was able to see the throat open before her and get pulled down with a sickening GULP. Her head, breasts, and abs entered the even tighter esophagus, her ass and legs left trembling outside for only a moment longer before it GULPED again, causing the rest of her to slide down the gorge to her death.

Outside, Jessie's bulge slowly moved down the length of the creature, struggling the entire way. It seemed to smack its lips, enjoying the taste of the beautiful woman it just battered and devoured.

Jessie choked and gasped the entire way, cursing before her body slipped inside the sticky and sloshing stomach with a sickening splash! "This is hopeless...I'm going to die down here?!" she thought. Then it hit her...the syringes. Her eyes opened, and she looked up. The gut was straight ahead, and in the dim light she could make out the shape of a vest. She was still entangled by the tongues however, but that was going to change soon enough. The creature had thought she was unarmed...but what had happened to her knife? Well, taking note of it being blind-she guessed he had not seen it still sheathed above her rear-nor had he felt it as she went down. She herself, almost forgot she had it.

Using all the super strength she had left, she breaks the tongues away, reaching back she unsheathes the blade and cuts the other tendrils off, splashing in hot acid that ate away at her highly regenerative skin. "Tsk..great acid torture...my favorite." she grumbles under her breath, crawling through the stinging liquid to other side of the creatures belly-the space incredibly tight. With a quick motion she pierces the membrane of gut, tearing it open and grabbing the vest. She chuckles slightly, looking up as if to have the last laugh. "Well...If I'm going to die like this...I'm taking you with me!" she exclaims, tearing out all the vials he had on the vest-and stabs the needles into the ceiling of his gut-injecting him with all his B.O.W. serums at once...this would most certainly cause a painful and horrible overload to his body-nothing could possibly take that much stress through mutation! She grabs her blade, holding it tight and closes her teary eyes, waiting for the painful end to come..