Epilogue 2 - Detectives Not At Work (S1)

Epilogue 2 - Detectives Not At Work

Same night.

A woman, running her fingers through her brown hair around her ears with an calm smile on the face, turned off the neon lights of the signboard and walked inside. She’s been waiting for this moment for the whole day. It’s not that it’s finally time to knock off work - actually her real work just began - but she was looking forward to meet her recently employed assistant.

Harper Detective Agency, as the signboard said, was a quite famous private agency in this small town. There weren’t many serious crimes in Tall Oaks due to its small population, but there weren’t many police forces in the area either. Sometimes when dealing with minor crimes, people would rather consult a detective than call the police. And that’s when Mrs. Amanda Harper came in.

Amanda has earned the folks’ trust by her initiative and determination through the years. But what made her the most famous was her successfully solving a 5-year-old case, when the polices continuously failed, the last winter. Local newspapers did an interview with her about the miracle, and she just humbly said she was “guided by a higher power”.

Only she knew that she wasn’t that religious. Not in the regular way. She had a very sad life before becoming this detective and she hasn’t believed in God since her husband passed away.

She sorted the documents and evidences from today’s work on the desk in her office for dozens of minutes before making some coffee. She grabbed a cup of hot coffer and returned, casually sat by the desk.

One of the documents with a blue cover in the half opened drawer caught her attention and she picked it up. That was a special document of a case that she has been trying to pay close attention to, which didn’t come from any other clients but herself.

She kept forgetting the existence of this case when she looked away, until she saw it again. Like something, or someone, was making her forget. Her subconsciousness was urging her to find the truth, but her mind was not strong enough to follow the path.

She tried to go through the files as quickly as possible, but her hands were shaking all this time. It looked like she has been collecting pieces of information since the last winter. The evidences weren’t solid enough, but they did give her a glimpse of who the “higher power” was.

He is...How could I not figure it out and do something about it? She gasped in horror.

And it was at this moment that the front door was opened. She instinctively looked towards that direction and hid the document inside the drawer again in panic. Her pupils dilated and she instantly couldn’t recall what she just read.

A young man in a tall hat and a black coat walked inside. He took them off, placed them on the clothes stand by the door and revealed his smooth, deep blonde hair. He smiled at Amanda from far away and then sat luxuriously in the sofa, started to read the pile of newspapers that he brought with him in the dim light.

Amanda rejoiced with excitement. Normally she would offer her assistant a cup of hot coffee, but this man was not actually her assistant and it was not coffee that he would like to drink.

“Master! You’ve come tonight!” Her professionalism wasn’t there anymore as she swiftly ran towards the sofa with all the documents, and knelt next to him in it.

“Yeah, I told you I would, didn’t I?” The young man glanced at her before focusing on the newspapers again, “And you don’t need to call me master. I’m...not used to that.”

“I...Yes, Leon...” Amanda struggled and spoke the words as calmly as she could, “Good evening!”

Leon M. Kennedy, the higher power that guided her, the master her served, was a newcomer who just moved in this small town with his beloved wife and their adopted daughter the last winter. They’ve been very nice to the town’s folks. Everyone knew them adored the happy life they lived.

But only she knew the truth. Only she had the privilege.

Her master was something greater. He had the ability to “ask” the criminals to confess their crimes. And that was how he helped her solve the difficult case. The murderer of the kid knelt before him and cried in horror. By the time she came back to her senses, the murderer was dropped on the ground and he was licking off something red on his hands.

That was when he became her master. He has been visiting her detective agency since then. He occasionally helped her with some cases and she paid him with something he wanted, other than money.

“Here’s the evidences that I collected and sorted today.” Amanda handed the documents over, and stared at him with expectation, “I believe Joseph Craig was the one who robbed Ms. Evans last Sunday. He was riding his dad’s bike.”

“Joseph Craig? The kid who’s been hanging out with those thugs? Didn’t know he had the nerve.” Leon went through the files and sighed, “Maybe I should pay him a visit tonight. Nice work, Amanda.”

“Thanks. So...uh...” Amanda slightly bit her lips with her face blushed before she continued, “Can I have a reward?”

“What? A reward? Ha.” Leon laughed and looked at her between reading the newspapers, “You’re the employer here, remember? Besides, what can I reward you with?”

“Oh, Leon...” Amanda smiled with joy and took off her clothes, leaving only her bras on her upper half, “Do you have to ask?”

Leon quietly put down the documents while Amanda stood up before him and started to undress herself further. In mere seconds she was completely naked. As a late 30s woman and a single mother with two daughters, Amanda still had a curvy body line and a pair of above average size boobs.

“Amanda...I’m not sure...” Leon verbally expressed his doubts yet physically let her to unzip his jeans.

“Well, I’m sure...” She bent over and swallowed his slowly erecting manhood.

Leon was immediately absorbed in this sensation of pleasure as he moaned and smiled. “Oh...Ah...” He caressed her back with one hand and **** her head deeper with the other. The flood of warmth that drowned his penis was something that he could never get tired of, yet it was also something that his wife couldn’t give him.

Well, surely his wife was on another level when it came to sex, but sometimes Leon did miss the warmth of a living human. He couldn’t deny that this was part of the reason why he had not rejected Amanda’s offer.

Amanda licked the cool, firm penis in her mouth all over and she easily got addicted to it. She hadn’t been with anyone since her husband died. And now, she felt that the suppressed feelings inside her were let loose again.

She started gentle but got more and more voracious when she blew his instrument. Leon leaned his back on the sofa as he gasped with intense pleasure. The woman was making him warm again, making him alive again. He felt an orgasm slowly building up down there, as well as an irresistible thirst up here.

“Amanda...Yes!” Leon breathed heavily as his body quivered from the warmth she gave him.

“Your wife can’t give you this, can she? The warmth, the vitality and the thirst for life...” Amanda released him and stood up again with a wicked smile, "I know YOU well."

“Yeah? And what do you know?” Leon looked at the woman in front of him carefully to make sure that she was still under his control.

“That Marvin is not your real middle name.” She stepped closer, softly caressed his cheek while lifting one leg then another and kneeling on top of him, “It's Scott, isn't it?”

The name itself was giving him chills as he hasn't heard of it for half a year now. How does she know that? For a moment Leon suspected that their covers might have been blown and he should silence her right now and move out this town as soon as possible.

“How much do you know?” Leon asked with a frown and remained alert. He thought she’s been compromised but the mind connection between him and his thrall said otherwise.

“Enough to love you even more. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I can't.” Amanda slowly sat down, guided his roaring beast through the forest and into the dark but warm tunnel. She moaned and gasped intensely, “Mm! Ah...I...I love you, Leon...”

“Oh, Amanda...This isn't...love...” Leon confirmed again that she was still under his control, so he rubbed her plump butts and helped her ride on himself, moaning lowly and calmly, “We take what we need from each other...Yes...Ah...And you're not yourself right now...”

“I'm...not...?” Amanda rubbed her breasts while breathing heavily and gazed at him. She looked a little bit confused, but her body continued quivering and riding up and down.

“No...You're just my thrall and an easy cover for my nocturnal routine.” Leon smirked, enjoyed the experienced suck and squirm from her cunt while replacing her hands with his around her boobs, “And you mistaking it for love...is just because you're lonely...”

Amanda lost her husband years ago and she raised their daughters, Helena and Deborah, all by herself ever since. She has politely turned down many admirers over the years, as part of her still couldn't move on.

But that was changed when she met her master. He was cool and handsome, all powerful but gentle, voracious but kind. He was the perfect lover for her. She would love to devote anything of her to him - her body, her life or even her daughters, just to be with him forever...

The feeling of her master inside her, both physically and mentally, was unmatched by any pleasure she had tasted in the world. She was about to grab his waist and push him deeper, but a glimpse from her master quivered ripples in her mind and she obediently stood up.

Leon didn’t need to say a word. A simple thought was enough for him to command his nearby thrall and that was a trick he quickly learned in the last few months. He got up and walked behind Amanda, and she submissively bent down again, holding the back of the sofa while smiling with excitement.

He undressed his shirt swiftly to have a better experience. The bite marks left by Ada on his shoulder were mostly closed already, but the bruises around them would remain for a very long time, forever reminding him the connection between him and her.

Leon lifted both of Amanda’s legs up with his strong arms and drilled into her. She groaned aloud for the intense penetration and let herself be ravished by the bliss that her master was giving her.

He grabbed her waist and thrust rhythmically, while moaning from the electrifying pleasure that flew from his lower part to all over his body, and she resonated. He was enjoying every moment of this. Overwhelmed by the energetic life **** that was squeezing his penis, he thrust even stronger and faster until the undead seed of his were about to burst.

And he could no longer hold the thirst back. His eyes turned red and his fangs quickly dropped down. He felt the blood pumping in the veins of his thrall and he instinctively bent down to reach it.

When Amanda heard the moans behind her gradually turned to growls, she smiled. She could feel that her master’s heavy breaths were getting closer and closer. She reached her hand backwards and cradled the back of his head, pulling him down to her neck.

“Take me, Leon...Bring me over...Turn me...Ah!” She whispered as she felt her master unleashed his cold seed into her womb, followed by a sharp pain on her neck.

Leon bit deep on her artery and drank the elixir lustfully. The nectar of life flowing through his throat just made him more ravenous. He pinned her down in the sofa, grabbed the other side of her shoulder and ferociously sucked. Some blood slid down her collarbone and painted red stains on the sofa, but he did not care.

“Ah...Ah...” Amanda groaned as she was becoming weaker. She could hear the faint sounds of his feeding, his swallowing, and they felt like music to her.

She bit her lower lip and quivered slightly as the life **** was drifting away. But that’s what she wanted. She knew very well that she needed to die so that she could be reborn and serve her master for eternity. She was waiting for that excellent moment.

Yet, her master stopped. Leon slowly pulled his fangs and his cock out of her at the same time while wiping his mouth clean. After licking the wounds on her neck, he breathed heavily and sat in the sofa once again to calm himself down from the blissful sensation from fucking and feeding.

Amanda was extremely upset. She lied down in the sofa and plaintively stared at her master. Is he not satisfied with me? Have I done something wrong? All kind of thoughts ran through her mind but she said nothing.

“You suit me better as a human.” Leon just smiled and handed a box of tissue to her, before picking up the newspapers again.

“But I don’t want to be a human. Not after meeting you.” Amanda grabbed it, sighed helplessly and started to clean the little blood left on her neck. The bite marks were almost healed up. She touched them and could still feel a little sting, “Life is always painful and I don’t want my daughters to suffer, either. If you turn me, I could turn them too so we could-”

“You don’t really want that.” Leon shook his head slightly.

“But...is it you, that turned your wife?” Amanda softly leaned on his thigh and whispered, “And your daughter?”

“My daughter is still a human.” Leon replied calmly.

Amanda noticed that he did not answer the first question, and she wouldn’t ask again.

“So why do you keep her?” She asked as carefully as possible.

“Probably...to remind us that we were humans once, to somewhat keep our humanity intact...” Leon flipped another page and continued searching for something in the newspapers, “And to try to give her a complete life. We owe her that.”

“She’ll get hurt, eventually. You can’t give what she wants. You just take what you want.”

“I know.”

“Then you’re selfish.”

“I know.”

“And I love that part of you, too.” Amanda smiled and stroked his inner thigh with her slender fingers, “So, what are you trying to find in the newspapers?”

“Some information about the Ivy University. Well, to be more precise, about its sponsor, Derek C. Simmons.” Leon had collected the newspapers since last year and couldn’t find anything about this mysterious man. So this time, he collected a pile of weekly newspapers, dating from 5 years ago, hoping to have some clue.

“Mr. Simmons? The last time he was seen in public was more than half a year ago. July 1998, I believe, on the Independence Day celebration.” Amanda was curious and got up from his thigh, “Why?”

“He’s behind something that I’m concerned with.” Leon looked at her and smiled helplessly, “Whoever he’s working for or working with, I’m sure that they have some connection with Umbrella.”

“You mean the pharmaceutical company? What about it?”

“You don’t need to know the details.” Leon touched her cheek and gave her a smile, “If you can search for some information about him, anything, like how to find him, I’ll be grateful. And maybe I’ll reward you again. Like this.”

“Of course, master...Uh, I mean, Leon.” Amanda was excited at once and sat up in the sofa like a loyal puppy.

“Just be careful and be discrete, OK? I don’t want you to get hurt.” Leon stood up and dressed himself up, “Alright. Put on your clothes. I’ll go pay our beloved Joseph a visit. If I don’t come back by midnight, you can go home.”

“Got it.” Amanda swiftly dressed herself up too while watching her master until he left the house in his coat. And she immediately couldn’t recall most of the experience she had with her master.

Why am I standing next to the sofa? And what are those stains on it? Is it coffee? How can I be so careless!? She took off the sofa cover and threw it in the washing machine in the backroom.

In her mind, she had been analyzing the cases with her new assistant, and the hot headed young man had decided to pay the little robber a visit right now. She didn’t seem to be worried at all, as the new assistant had proven himself to be very useful and persuasive.

She felt a little tired and yawned. Well, I’d better wash my face before I continue.

Amanda went in the washroom. When she looked into the mirror, she noticed that there were a pair of red dots on her neck. She carefully touched them and the stimulated sting running through her body almost gave her another orgasm as her legs trembled. But the feeling receded quickly, and so as her memories. In mere seconds it was like it never happened.

“Huh. Didn’t know there were bugs in this town.” She poured some water on her face, wiped it clean with tissues, and went back out to work.

Deep down she hoped that her new assistant could quickly return. She really enjoyed discussing cases with him. Even thinking about it was enough to fill her heart with excitement.

But she needed not worry. Tonight was not the first night, and would not be the last.