Resident Evil 2 but with vampires

This is a alternate universe of Resident Evil 2 (Remake) where most zombies/monsters are replaced by vampires or something that has vampiric traits. The main protagonists are Leon S. Kennedy and Claire Redfield, same as the game, but the story could vary as vampires do exist in this universe. Can they survive? Will they fall into this nightmare with insatiable bloodlust?

A few words before the prologue:

1. This is my first story on CHYOA. I’m still learning to write stories in English. Hopefully I can continue working on it and finish it one day.
2. Newly turned vampires are slow and mindless at first, as their blood are drained in the transformation process, which makes them similar to the zombies in the original universe. But once they consume enough fresh blood, they might regain their mentality back when they were mortals. Their abilities and weaknesses will gradually reveal through the story.
3. Feel free to add side character stories!

Have fun!

Prologue

29th of September, 1998. It’s a rainy night.

A oil-filled tanker was racing through the highway to Raccoon City on its last transportation today. The mid-40s, bearded trucker, who lived in Raccoon City, started fantasizing a hot shower and a warm bed. Trying not to sleep on the drive, he grabbed the cheese burger on the passenger seat and turned on the radio.

“Look man, I’m serious, OK?” A shaking, male voice came out, “I saw this with my own eyes!”

“Oh, I believe you, buddy. I believe you.” The radio host sneered at the guest for a bit, continued, “Just tell us a story, tell us a story.”

Better be a good story. The trucker took a bite of the burger.

“OK, well, it was last Friday night. I was walking home from the bar...This woman started coming towards me...” The guest kept talking, “She was staggering, you know...So I...I figured she was drunk.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. OK. Tell us, be honest now, how many drinks did you have?” The host, ironically, laughed in disbelief.

“No man, I...I barely had a buzz on.”

“Oh, come on!”

“No, just listen, alright? She got closer, I got a good look at her...” The guest continued in a tone of fear, “You had to see her blood-red eyes...Her smiley face...was as pale as snow! She looked like a vampire. Like a hungry, lustful vampire, man!”

“Heh. Sounds like my wife.” The trucker chuckled, holding the wheel in one hand and the burger in the other.

“I’ve never seen anything like it...I haven’t been able to sleep since that night.”

“Alright, calm down, buddy, calm down. Just...Hey.” The host responded with his professional smile and compassion, “You gotta stay strong. OK? Don’t give in to fear out there, right?”

The radio signal started to lose.

“Yeah, well you got that right.” The guest collected himself and sighed, “If you freeze up around these things...they’ll sink their fangs into you. I saw it attack somebody-”

The radio signal completely lost. Everything after was static noise.

“Come on...Just getting good!” The trucker put aside the burger, bent down to tune the radio and let out a loud yawn, “Ah...I need some sleep.”

By doing so, and due to the heavy rain outside blurring his vision, he didn’t noticed a white figure was slowly crossing the highway. And by the time he raised his head and realized that it was a woman, it was too late.

“Oh, shit!”

He quickly stepped on the brake, but not before the tanker heavily hit the woman and kept pushing her in the front. As the tanker slowed down, the woman was thrown forward for a few feet and crashed into the ground, sending out a clear sound of bone fracture.

The trucker walked out the tanker in shock. Though he knew what was going on, he stepped up to the woman, crouched down and picked up her pulse-less arm to confirm her ****.

“No...No, no, no!” He stood up gasping and took a few steps backwards. Afraid of watching the corpse on the ground, he turned around and took off his cap in grave despair, “What do I do? What am I gonna do?”

I killed someone. At best, I’m going to spent the next couple of years in jail.

He couldn’t think of anything else in fear. And also, he couldn’t notice the woman slowly rising behind him.

A cold hand lay on his shoulder. Terrified, he turned around, only to be gazed at by the pale lady’s ruby eyes. He wanted to scream, but he did not. He felt like his sanity was washing way by the downpour of rain. He uncontrollably raised his hand to gently grab hers and led her into the tanker cab.

He sat on the driver seat and one last time looked at the pale lady on the passenger seat, only to realize that she was staring at him as well.

A soft, female voice was echoing in his head, “drive...drive...” Without hesitation, he started the engine, stepped hard on the pedal and continued driving towards Raccoon City.

The pale lady slowly bent down, and easily tore his jeans with her bare hand. He couldn’t move most parts of his body except holding the wheel or stepping the pedal. He could barely see the rear-view mirror but couldn’t see the pale lady’s reflection in it.

Why? He did not care. All he has to do is drive. The city was close.

She bent down and started sucking his erected cock. He hasn’t been doing that with his wife for a while now. He felt cold down there. An unimaginable pleasure flooded his mind and destroyed the remaining sanity of his. All he could feel, all he could hope for, was that intoxicating pleasure.

With every movement she made, he felt his cock was being rubbed by two sharp, pointy things.

Were those her teeth? What an elegant set of teeth she has...I want a pair of those, too. He smiled.

Welcome to Raccoon City. Home of Umbrella. The billboard alongside the road shone a blood red light.

The pale lady released his cock and brushed her long, wet, deep brown hair with her tiny fingers. She must be beautiful...He couldn’t turn his head around to look at her, couldn’t find her reflection in the mirror, but he already fantasized her pretty face in his mind.

She parted his legs, which was difficult for him to keep driving, but he managed. Suddenly, she dived down again and buried her head between his legs. He felt a pain in his right inner thigh, as if it was pierced by a pair of sharp fangs. Lucky for him, the pain lasted only for a moment, and he was drown in a pool of pleasant sensation. Instinctively, he reached out his hand and caressed her soft hair. With each weakening pulse of his, he moaned in bliss.

His vision darkened, as his blood rapidly left his body. Before everything sank into the void, he felt the tanker hit something.

What? He did not care. He hoped that he would rise again and join the pale lady in pleasure for eternity.

Perhaps the trucker’s mortal life ends here, but the story of two young protagonists just begins.