I ask for so little -

“Suck on this Wesker”

“Your times up you son of a bitch”

Again, and again and again this replayed in his head. It was a reoccurring nightmare he had for a while until it eventually faded into nothing but black. There wasn’t much else, just the sound of silence. He didn’t know where he was, didn’t know what was going on, but all he did know was that he couldn’t move, he was trapped. Surrounded by nothing but darkness, his eyes glanced around and saw no sign of life for miles. “HELLOOOOOO!” he shouted, hoping to receive anything, a small response back but…nothing. He was trapped in this void and the longer he stood there, the worse it became in his mind. “HELLO! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?” again he let his shout carry through the darkness of the void, hoping to find something. Another shout, and another followed only for him to slink down into a seated position. He couldn’t make out what was in front of him, to the sides, behind, it was like he was trapped in a never ending darkness. His body started to shake and rock uncontrollably, he didn’t know what the Hell was going on but his body wanted out. “RAHHHHHHHHHH!”

“His vitals are spiking again, there seems to be brain activity.” “How much?” A gentleman in a white lab coat asked stepping next to his colleague who adorned the same attire. “How much activity?” “Enough. There is life in that body but it’ll take some time to recover.” He said before he adjusted his glasses and stared into the monitor in front of him. “I can’t say for sure exactly what is occurring in his mind, but it’s enough to keep his vitals from flatlining. “So then the stasis should bring him out of that comatose state his body is in?” “Theoretically yes, but we’ll have to monitor him and see how his body responds to the treatments.” “Well he’s been in there for months, we need results and we need them soon before…

“Intruder alert, intruder alert…”

Alarms blared throughout the facility and right away those who inhabited the facility began to disperse. The facility was under attack by BSAA operatives that were being sent in to shut down the Chinese facility of Umbrella. There were precautions set in place to try and stop those who would enter and bring them to a close, but how could they prepare for the BSAA in full fleet? They scrambled, unveiling anything they could to bring about a halt to the unwelcomed guest, but the gunfire and the fleet was too much. There wasn’t much that could be done to stop what was coming and it didn’t take much time for the facility to be put on lockdown. Most of the floors and the rooms were cleared of all that served as a method to continue the project. After all it was the BSAA’s mission to bring down Umbrella and bring about a peaceful world, but even they couldn’t have known about the lab that stood hidden below. With so much above, they didn’t believe anything was left, but there was something. There was the body of a familiar figure, a naked form kept in a stasis tube with wires strapped along his body. Below the stasis tube was a document that read…

“Albert Wesker of Project Wesker”

@sand-mouse​

With her pistol in hand, her fingerless gloves clutching at the ribbed grip of her fire-arm, Claire ducked down under the desks and cubicles as she tried to make her way through the abyss of disarray in the leave of Umbrella as they did their best to evacuate. Some of the documents as she passed by had been in Mandarin, and some of it in English, but she really didn’t think anything would come of simple paperwork here at the pencil pusher level. Hearing the distant foot-fall of boots in the distance, the unnerved Claire had swallowed hard. “C’mon Claire, you can do this. Just like old times. You’ve got this.” This was her attempt to resoldify her intentions of going into the underground with not a soul knowing where she was. Not Chris, nor Leon, not even Sherry. 

The footfalls of the BSAA grew louder with every passing second and she could hear their commands and feedback from their headpieces. Claire needed to be out of sight, out of mind and thus she looked around desperately for any means of escape. Find a floor level vent across the cubicle. She ducked low and charged forward but immediately was stopped in her tracks as she had seen the emerald green light of the night vision goggles that were patented for the BSAA. Claire who had been right near the floor vent had stopped and quickly rolled into the cubicle to her left, quietly trying to pry the desk chair to block her visual. It was a last ditch effort and she knew at that moment how unbelievably rusty she was not to hear the gentle gait of the man who served as a scout just now. 

 The Alarm was blaring and lights were illuminating the room with crimson and then darkness in a relentless sequence, but as Claire tucked herself beneath the desk, she could have sworn that she heard...machines...liquid…? She swallowed thickly as she watched through half-lidded eyes as the scout reluctantly traveled back to his group, uncertain of where Umbrella had ran off to. With the footfall of retreat now evident, Claire quickly brought herself to the floor vent to find it was a hook latch sort of vent much to her approval. Trying desperately, the brunette found that vent was just too small with her leather jacket and thus, she would have to leave it behind; for now.  The cool air of the vent assaulted her skin as the female slowly crawled her way through the floor vent and explored through the different rooms until she came to one that didn’t look like a hurricane blew through it and there was a pod in the middle. Listening for several seconds, Claire soon dropped down from the vent and thus into the room, almost faltering in catching herself. 

 As Claire lifted her head, pistol still at the ready, she was met face to face with the monster she met on the island…”But...I thought….he was dead….No.” She swallowed hard as there was this high-pitch ringing in her ears now that made her unable to truly comprehend what was going on. WIth her hand on the console in order to catch herself, Claire’s emerald hues took another gander...it was true, this was Albert Wesker. Soon an excessive amount of hissing was released and Claire’s eyes widened as she didn’t understand what was going on, her eyes looked at the pod Wesker was nestled within and noticed that it seemed to be...decompressing. “Nonononononono.” She hissed out clicking her fingers against the keyboard in a desperate attempt to stop from releasing this monstrosity. Realizing that her efforts were in vain, she fell to the floor, back to the console, her hands gripped at her pistol as she reluctantly peeked back and over towards the opening stasis pod. 

 “What have I done…” 

[ 📞 ] ‘ say something.’

[ 📞 ] ‘ it’s good to hear your voice. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you still there? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you’re lying. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ wait, don’t hang up. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i need your help. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you crying? ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i love you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m scared. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i worry about you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ where are you? are you okay? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ don’t beat yourself up about it. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ hang on, i’m coming to get you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you in trouble? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ something happened. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ it’s me. can we talk? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’ll stay on the phone until you fall asleep. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m glad you called. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m sorry about earlier. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ tell me you’re not planning on doing anything stupid. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you have to promise. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i have to go now. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ stop disappearing. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m always here for you. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you’re important. don’t forget that. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i had a nightmare. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ leave me alone. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i trust you.’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i hate you. ’ 

What makes someone reach beyond the boundaries of human experience to face the unknown?

We learn, we accept, and gradually, we lose our capacity for wonder.

The others, they’re done.

That’s gonna be a hell of a climb.

I’m not turning back.

You should stay here with them.

You’re almost there, wait ‘til you see this view.

Take my hand!

Alright, let’s take it easy here.

We just need to keep moving!

I know, but I have a good feeling about this.

No! It’s too dangerous!

You’re gonna give me a heart attack.

It is the greatest cruelty of life that we’re all taken too swiftly from it.

We age, we decay, we die, but what do we leave behind?

I may have found the next piece to the puzzle.

They’re following me, watching my every step.

Could this really be it?

I can’t quite make out the translation.

It could be extremely dangerous.

Who the hell are you?

I suspect you already know.

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Don’t play games with me.

Are you kidding me?

Are you listening to yourself?

You know there’s more out there, this could be real!

I’ve lost too many friends. I don’t want to lose you too.

Stop blaming yourself for what happened.

They’re fools!

You’re scaring me.

Someday you’ll understand.

Don’t fear this suffering.

Our goal is within reach, but we must be vigilant.

I didn’t think they’d come after you. This is all my fault.

I told you not to do this.

Just hold on. I’ll get us out of here.

Come. We do not have much time.

For now, I’ll do what I can to help.

Keep pressure on the wound.

I can feel pain. I can be hurt.

This is not my destiny.

This was never your destiny.

Don’t you walk away from me.

Burn in hell.

I’m willing to make that sacrifice.

Death is a part of life.

                    My name is Alice, and this is my story.

let’s conspire to ignite              all the souls that would die                    just to feel alive

𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓔𝓿𝓲𝓵

𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞

𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫

𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞

“Is that a promise?” She questioned as she took in the sight of the man before her. Perhaps she was tempting him by wearing nothing but Anakin’s shirt and trolloping around his home like that. Maybe that was what she wanted honestly, to tease him, to coax him until he couldn’t take it anymore and gave a direct statement such as that. Rey couldn’t help but swallow hard at the thought, she knew Anakin had the potential to do anything he wanted to her and the thing about it all was the Rey would let him. 

The bed provided her the support needed as she bounced on his bed, her hazel eyes watching him in anticipation, in hunger. With the buttons popping off of his shirt, she gave a groan of protest as she knew she’d mend them out of habit later on. It would appear those two seemed to break lots of buttons. Watching him strip before her, she swallowed hard as she struggled to breath at the sight of the man before her. “Fuck…” She cursed out as she realized how out of control she was over herself when it came to him. Feeling his teeth against her supple sun-kissed skin she released a moan as her head tilted back, and Rey couldn’t help but feeling her nipples harden from arousal, her heart thumping beneath her breast as she released another breathy-moan of his name. “Don’t stop…please.” 

With his cock, slamming into her, claiming her pussy with ever hard blow he delivered, her mouth released a scream of pleasure mixed with pain as her nails dug into the palms of her hands. God! How many times did she tell him to get rid of that damn headboard? Well, the aesthetic was nice; to look at the wall and seeing the physical outcome of how she teased him frustrated him. Sometimes it would result in bites and bruises, but Rey never seemed to mind, not when it was Anakin. “An-Anakin!” She cried out as her womanhood clenched every glorious inch he provided to her, clamping around his hot, heavy manhood--did he know she was addicted to him? Every part of him? He must. 

But when she taunted him, she knew what she was going to get and she needed it. It had been too long without him, and the days were frustrating. Rey was a woman, and a woman had needs. So if it resulted in her teasing him to odds and ends, then, she wanted to see if he could keep to his words of making sure she couldn’t walk tomorrow. God, she hoped so. It would be a well earned sick day. 

A gasp escaped her oral cavity after she had groaned in protest from him pulling out of her wet, warmth and was instantly shocked as her curvy ass was exposed to him now, spanked leaving a hot red print from his smack. “AH!” She cried out as she pushed her knees firmly into the bed beneath them, her hands clenching at his sheets as her eyebrows knit together as she desperately tried to reign in her feelings and get a hold of the sensations of the change in position. This was one of her favorite positions. How he filled her and how his cock rubbed against every sensitive wall of her pussy. Her cervix was tucked away, but somehow Anakin managed to shove himself so deep inside of her, his tip nearly brushed against the deepest part of her he could claim. 

Speaking of claiming, once his hand was deep in her sandy brown hair, the female’s head tilted back as she felt his lips on hers; hot and wet kisses between them. Rey felt her ass cheeks hurting a bit as she felt his hips slapping up against them. The temple that was her body tainted with her insatiable desire to have the man give into his animalistic desires. She loved how rough and kinky he was to be honest--THAT she was sure he knew. “FUCK! ANAKIN!” Rey screamed into his mouth as she felt that aching orgasm nearing, every thrust inching her to that blissful climax. Tightening and squeezing, nearly milking him---her womanhood not wanting to be empty, tried to hold onto him, her juices coating his inches and his sac. Rey knew this because his ruthless pounding resulted in the slapping of his sac against her clit and that caused her own juices to be lightly coated on her thighs. “ANAKIN! CUM! C-CUM!” Rey was shaking now, and her thighs tensed, her abdomen rigid as she was at that heavenly threshold...all she needed was just that one little push. 

𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼. Rey softly smiled up towards him as she gently pinched the inner part of her bottom lip with her pearly whites as she did her damn best to not blush; her efforts were in vain. Hearing the sound of the fabric touching the table, she grinned softly in return of his dashing one. 

“Shh, we’re a team remember?” She questioned as her hazel hues managed to dance in the lightning of the Falcon in the living quarters as they did. Clearing her throat softly she averted her gaze because she could get lost in the mere sight of him and him looking so dapper as he did, Rey…well Rey certainly was willing to slide into their makeshift roles of being a wealthy married couple and indulge in the unvoiced perks. Shaking her head softly, Rey clicked her tongue to her teeth softly before she cocked an eyebrow as she listened to Ben in regards to the plan. 

“Information. BB-8 caught the transmission of some weapons dealers wanting to sell off their residual wares that they were going to sell off to The First Order before they were graced with my Grandfather’s wares. Regardless…we have to find out where that trade is going to happen, either intercept it or buy it ourselves…your mom was rich right?” She questioned as she looked up at him with a slight grin. “It’ll be the ultimate bust and with the money for turning it into the Republic Armed Forces…we’ll be able to buy that new cloaking mechanism and will even have enough left over to split between us.” Rey explained as she gripped his hand gently as she aimed to walk off the ship all the while speaking to him. “Not that my handsome husband needs it right?” She whispered as they most likely passed the threshold of the ship’s entrance and walked off their ship as long as Ben didn’t deter her efforts. 

Cobblestone would beneath her heels as she walked and her hazel eyes had taken in the most beautiful castle illuminated with hundreds, No… thousands of lights that were lighting the gardens that led up to the castle that they were heading to. Several couples were standing out and admiring the gardens that were on either side of the cobblestone walkway. If Ben and Rey kept their gaits matched, Rey couldn’t help but feel like she was walking on air next to the towering form next to her. Her heart thumping a bit under her breast as she leaned gently into him, hoping to lead them into the castle that was filled with music, drinks, food, and a lot  of people. “E-Everyone is so beautiful…” Rey whispered out as she took in the sight of everyone that oozed with confidence and belonging. “Ben…they’ll notice…they’ll notice I’m faking…” She whispered as she leaned into his chest as she placed her hand on his chest and leaned her breast into his side, minimizing the distance between them as she spoke softly. 

     “Definitely, the best team.” He totally wasn’t so nervous that he was parroting her, not at all. But Ben went on with her and snorted softly. “I guess she could have been considered rich, yeah. Senator and the General of the Resistance and Rebellion. A lot of people respected her. We should be able to do this fairly easy." 

If no one recognized him, that was. Ben hadn’t attended a lot of public outings as Kylo Ren without his mask, so he highly doubted anyone would actually have seen his face. At least, no one who would pose a significant problem. 

He walked alongside her through the grounds and found himself a bit distracted by the flowers and lights. It was beautiful and reminded him of a fairy garden, but he paid no attention to anyone but the woman beside him. When she spoke up, he turned his head toward her and blinked, dumbfounded. 

“What? No, they won’t. I promise they won’t. Besides, half these people here are faking it too. Some of them are totally broke and pretending that they’re not in order to impress people who don’t care about them. Honestly, that’s the most fake thing I could imagine.” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, leaning his head down to kiss her. 

“We should be able to do this fairly easy.” She was playfully mocking his tone, feigning her best sense of arrogance. But again, that little journey managed to siphon all of the confidence she had felt right out of her heels. “They’re...faking it?” She questioned, repeating the words in quiet disbelief. Her eyes cast themselves along the masses and it was evident that Rey was was trying to pick apart the liars from the thieves. But that was instantly at the back of her mind, and thankfully so. 

She always felt warm and protected in the embrace of the towering man before her but when he pulled her close, Rey couldn’t help but savor the feeling. Entranced by the warmth he provided and the reassurance she was in desperate need of, Rey had quickly found herself stunned as she felt his lips claiming hers. 

Maybe he didn’t know it, but Ben always seemed to have this odd way of boggling her mind yet calming her to the point she was rational as a formidable General. Maybe she would tell him how he truly made her feel, one day; probably not.  Feeling his nose nuzzle against hers, her hazel eyes fluttered open to take in the sight of his beautiful face. Han and Leia truly made a handsome son. 

Watching as his lips moved he as spoke, she listened to his words and her eyebrows furrowed together in displeasure as she took in the words he spoke. “Let’s not do...any of that.” She chastised as she gently placed her palm against his chest and used that securing point to push herself back. Rey’s peripherals taking in the sight of some onlookers casting their gaze their way. 

But then in the same peripherals that made her feel so exposed, Rey took the sight of a small group of men over by the Eastern threshold, heading into what looked to be like the Parlor area from Rey could see. “Darling. I do think I’m rather parched, shall we go and get ourselves a drink.” Her long lashes batted gently against her freckled cheeks as she looked up at him. ‘I’ve got a weird feeling about that group that just went into that area there. Those might be the dealers. Ready?’ Rey whispered through their bond as she outwardly slipped her bubble gum pink tongue against the lips Ben had just claimed. 

“Is… Is that really you?”

“Where have you been?!”

“Oh my god I’ve missed you so much!”

“You bastard! You dare to disappear like that and come back like nothing happened!”

“Wait.. Who are you again?”

“Do I know you?”

“I think we’ve met before.”

“Come here and let me hug the hell out of you!!”

“I can’t believe that we’ve met again!”

“Oh look who it is.. Feels like it has been a hundred years, huh?”

“All that time apart felt like an eternity..”

“So our paths have crossed again..”

“You have no idea how much stuff I have to tell you about!”

“You must tell me about everything that happened through all that time!”

“I’m never letting you go ever again!”

“Don’t you recognise me?”

“How can you not remember me?”

“I thought I’d never see your face again.”

“I see you’ve been traveling?”