This is a deviation from what actually happened in-game when Delta was captured by Sophia.

I've never posted anything with suggestive/adult themes. So, um, sorry if it seems a bit awkward.

If I know you IRL (and you know who you are): two words "Shut. Up." I can be a bit smexy if I want to! I personally don't think it is all that bad.

Now for the rest of you enjoy! If you want to skip this and get right to the Hurt/Comfort without any adult themes go to next chapter.


Subject Delta awoke.

He felt worse for wear, his head was pounding and his body ached something terrible. He opened his eyes and groaned as he took in a wall of hazy light. A few moments for his eyes to adjust revealed a cluster of television screens with the words "Please Stand By" flickering. The Big Daddy felt stiff and sore. He tried to lift his arm, only to realize he was restrained.

Panic flooded his body. Eleanor. It came back to him suddenly. Sophia smothering Eleanor with a pillow right before his eyes. A horrible, sense of helplessness overcame him as his body failed. She had been right there; he could have reached out and touched her then. Sophia. Anger flamed through his veins. How dare she hurt his daughter! Arching his back he pulled at his restraints as hard as he could. Please…Eleanor. His efforts awarded him with a slight groan from the metal table, but no more.

Delta rested a moment, breathing heavily. He felt so weighed down, and his body was aching so much…

A sound caught his attention.

It was a light click-click-click, the only thing Delta could compare the sound to was perhaps a woman's high heels. The only woman I can think of is... And there she was. Sophia Lamb, walked ever so gracefully towards him.

Delta let animalistic rage take over. He thrashed madly at his restraints, bellowing pure hate at the woman who killed his daughter.

Sophia was unfazed. She stopped at the edge of the table near his feet, and gazed down at him with her stern gaze. "Delta, Eleanor is fine. I'm not a monster."

The enraged Alpha Series did not care, Sophia had lied before. He continued to thrash and growl…but something made him stop.

A touch.

Confusion made him stop his rant, as he peered down at Sophia's hand resting on his large right calf.

Sophia's face was a complete blank. She twiddled at the fabric of his diver's suit, and then ran it lazily up his leg. Delta was shocked. What is she doing? Stop! He groaned a warning as her hand carefully slid higher and higher, coming up his knee.

The Big Daddy struggled at his bonds once more, now out of desperation to get away. What is she scheming?

Sophia cracked a small smile. Delta despite himself, shivered at it. "You can't break those restraints Subject Delta. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you…you'll be dead in a couple of hours anyways." Her voice cracked slightly, but she kept her expression blank.

His heart pounded in his chest as her lithe fingers moved toward his inner thigh. The blood was pounding in his ears…and that wasn't the only place it was pooling.

Lamb stopped just below his groin, her smile returning "Someone is excited." She looked into his porthole, her blue eyes mocking him. Delta turned his head away in shame, scolding his body.

The Alpha Series gasped when she suddenly ran a curious hand over the bump in his suit. Sophia gave him a mischievous look and began to gently rub the growing bulge. Delta didn't think he had ever felt anything so good in his whole life…well, as far as he could remember.

His hatred for Sophia Lamb completely dissolved and was replaced with the feeling of pure pleasure. He moaned in his whale-song, seeming to rumble the room. This is so wrong. His rational part scolded. She killed you! And she will kill you again in a couple hours! But the thoughts were foggy at best amidst his ecstasy. The worn fabric rubbed his long-dormant member, the heat from her soft hand made him ache.

Suddenly the delicious sensation vanished. Subject Delta refocused, whimpering at the lack. Sophia studied him for a moment, and then went over to a side table. Why is she toying with me?

The doctor stalked back to his side and brandished a very sharp looking scalpel. Delta didn't even have time to react as she brought it down.

He heard a loud ripping sound, and expected to feel the pain of his limbs being slowly cut away…but there was no pain. Lamb was cutting away the fabric of his diver's suit, leaving him exposed to the air.

Delta hadn't looked on his skin in a long time and now it appeared alien to him. The only word he could really think that would describe it was cancerous. The skin was puffy and pockmarked, scarred and sickly pale. Lamb was intent on getting his suit off, cutting away the fabric on his arms, chest and legs. Perhaps she was planning on further shaming him. Showing him the disgusting monster he truly was under his guise.

For a moment, Delta forgot his fear and pain. He just marveled at the sensation of nothing between his skin and the damp air. He felt truly exposed and vulnerable…but he had never imagined it feeling like this.

Sophia was looking through his porthole expectantly. Delta gave a little moan in a "What?" kind of way. The doctor sighed and grabbed both sides of his helmet "I'm going to take off your helmet." No! No this is what she did the last time! No, she is going to kill you! His instincts screamed. But if he was going to die in a couple of hours what did it matter if he died now or a little later? He gave a low moan of allowance, and winced as the heavy helmet was carefully stripped away from him.

His suit lay in cleanly cut strips on the ground. Sophia carefully laid the helmet down with the rest of his suit, tenderly as if she might shatter the heavy metal. She didn't look at his face the whole time, she kept her eyes down…as if scared to look at him.

Delta took in a deep breath, relishing the feeling of cool air going into his lungs. He wanted to speak, wanted to ask her to look at him, ask her why she was doing this…but couldn't.

Finally, with a toss of her angelic blonde hair the doctor finally looked upon him. He wished he could die right then, just crawl into the shadows like the monster he was. Her beautiful blue eyes filled with tears, and her lips pursed in anguish. I truly am that monstrous. He had been too afraid to find out what he looked like under the helmet all these years. He didn't need a mirror to know how hideous he was.

Instead of running away from him like he was sure she would, she wrapped her arms about him. Warm liquid ran down the side of his neck, and a sob broke from the woman's lips.

She is crying…for me? The turn of events in the past few minutes were confusing him more and more. What did she want from him? Right now though, he wished more than anything to comfort her.

He remembered a song he used to moan for Eleanor. It wasn't great, but it was the only one he really knew. So he sang for his enemy as she cried on his shoulder.

The sobs stopped. Delta hadn't even realized he had started to drift off, lightly humming, when he felt Sophia pull out of the embrace. He kept his eyes locked on the grimy ceiling tiles. He was sure that she was going to leave him to die now.

There was a shuffling sound and the rustle of fabric from behind him. Delta's eyes widened when Lamb came back to his side, as bare as he was.

Despite his disbelief he couldn't help but marvel at her splendor. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Her golden hair brushed her shoulders in a curt veil, the curves of her body rolled like the waves of the ocean, breasts soft and perfect. He felt disgusting compared to her. It was like comparing beauty to the beast.

The gorgeous woman clambered over his prone form, running her hands along his chest, studying his body. The monster of a man moaned quietly, an un-translatable "Why?"

Lamb understood though. She looked into his glowing golden eyes, trying to hold back tears. "John…I've missed you." She planted a kiss on his surely deformed lips.


Next chapter doesn't have as much "romancy" stuff to it. The next portion is the Hurt/Comfort chapter. Please review my work...tell me if it was as awkward as I think it was. 0.o;