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Perhaps I should show you more of my work, see if your fascination survives up close. The Cadou responds well to attention, I could show you what it does to flesh like yours.
I know that there’s no basis for this but what if Eveline is Eva
And Miranda spent the rest of her earthly life creating a big happy family for her baby to come back to. When she was only taken away because of Miranda’s love (delusion)
Her colleagues and peers probably just didn’t understand them. Them and Miranda’s love.
Idk, Miranda probably had a break through in both science and in her head, and she thought that she could ascend this mortal plane: inducing the mold. And she could only think to bring her daughter with her.
So they could be better together.
To surpass the monster in their genes, something that was already killing Miranda and her beautiful brain. Miranda just wanted to fix them so they didn’t have to suffer any more. So her babygirl didn’t have to live this forever pain.
And because the armies told Miranda they were exterminating them, she believed them. And she believed Eva would never come back to her. Back when Miranda couldn’t control the mold, and Eva couldn’t hold it back. She was only an infant after all. When given an extra limb, she used it.
But Eva was alive, through government corruption alone. Eva never remembers the day, what’s happening or how long it’s been. All she knows is that it’s lonely, and it’s dark where she is.
The time passes, she changes designations and names and organizations.
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Tried posting this in a resident evil community, but I didn’t get a whole lot of feedback, so I figured I might as well just repost it on my blog.
What do you all think it would be like for your consciousness to continue existing inside the Megamycete? We know that not everyone has a ‘physical’ body inside the Megamycete, since Ethan could not manifest one at the start of the Rose DLC. We also know that it is possible for different consciousnesses to merge because of the existence of evil Duke. But what would it be like to experience it? Would you be able to communicate with other people infected with the Cadou who are still alive? Would a person infected and in tune with the Cadou be able to communicate with the people within the Megamycete? How would communication look like? Would a person within the Megamycete just hear the other person, or would communication happen within a certain place or location within the Megamycete? What would that location look like? Are different consciousnesses merged together still their own consciousness deep within? Would a person be able to reach another person whose consciousness was merged by perhaps going deeper into the Megamycete and that specific consciousness?
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Contains: Fluff, Comfort, Cute Husband Leon, Killing Lycan.
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Waiting outside Room 9, you stand with the folders to your chest, eyes locking with Leons once he closed the door and turns towards you.
"What was that all about?" You ask with one brow raised, your body language telling Leon he better not lie because you would call him out immediately.
"I was asking if you could be put here in the office for a couple of years." He shrugged, fingers fiddling with the cuffs of his sleeves.
You sigh through your nose, closing your eyes as your posture becomes less authoritative. "Leon, I appreciate you trying, but we both know it's for nothing." You say giving him a sad smile. Things may be different when you were showing, but right now, you were still the governments lapdog and they didn't care about this kind of thing. Not with mass Bioterrorism at stake.
You reach out to him and point a finger on his chest, curious as to why your finger was there he looks down. Bringing your finger up to flick his nose you then turn away.
"Come on, big guy. We have a plane to catch." You sniggered, feeling proud that you had just got Leon S. Kennedy with the oldest trick in the book. Albeit you did it on rare occasions so when you would actually trick him he wouldn't be expecting it.
Leon rubs his nose as he watches you walk towards the hallway you had only just walked down. Taking a slightly different rout to the front of the building your car ride was waiting for you, Leon opening the door for you he slides in after.
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Some small banter is had on your way towards the airport, talking about what you think the meals will be on the flight and teasing Leon on whether he will sleep on the plane or not. You made it through customs with no dramas, unlike last time when they had a new security guard who didn't know your faces. He had taken you both to a room and not believing your documentation from the President allowing you to carry your weapons. Neither of you blamed the poor boy, he didn't seem to have been taught about federal agents, especially not your kind. Why would he? The government tried to cover up what you dealt with anyway.
He didn't seem to be there today, you would have liked to say hello to him, because he was such a cute kid after all. Fresh eyed, loved his job. What you wouldn't give to enjoy what you did and have that much energy again.
You and Leon were always in business class, there would be rare moments when you wouldn't be. Not that you or Leon minded being in economy, you had both been in far more uncomfortable situations in your life. It made economy seem like heaven sometimes.
Once in the air Leon had taken the folders and was going through everything, making sure he wasn't missing out on any information Hunnigan may have left out. She was good at her job though, and hardly any of the information had been left out by her during their briefing.
The plane was now dark, your seat laid back in a semi-reclined position, Leon had the light shining on him from above, going over the reports. Chris had never said he was dealing with something this big, they could have helped much earlier if he had just let them know. Though his friend had been acting distant lately, not that he blamed him with all the men he had lost over the years. Now dealing with this new Mold on his own though? It was too much pressure for just a small squad, no matter how skilled they may be.
"Leon?" Your voice croaked out as you sat up, your hand gently resting on his forearm.
Turning to you he placed the reports on the table in front of him, a hand coming to rest over yours. "What's wrong?" His eyes searched your features.
"You should get some sleep before we land, who knows how long it may be until we get to have a rest." You say with a worried look in your eyes. You could tell he hadn't got any with how dark and bloodshot his eyes were. "Your poor old man eyes need rest."
Leon could only huff a chuckle at your calling him old. "Fine. I'm just wondering why Chris never told us, we could have brought this to the President's attention sooner." He said packing everything up and placing it in a small carry-on bag you both shared.
"I'm not sure. We've spoken with him in the past year, right?" You were sure you had spoken with him a few months ago and don't remember him mentioning anything about the job he was working on.
Leon gives a nod and reclines his own seat back to meet yours, pulling his arm rest up to hide between the seats so you could snuggle into his side. Resting your head on his bicep as he holds you close. "I think he just wants to keep distant, probably doesn't want to see any more people he knows in the ground."
"I suppose... Men." You scoff.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Leon turned his head to you.
"You're all the same, letting your personal emotions get the better of you. You try to be tough so no one else gets hurt, but in the end you are the ones who break from pressure." You elaborate.
Leon turns his head to look back up at the ceiling, the loud humming of the engines further back in the plane making a calming white noise. You were right, painfully accurate too. You pull your arm from being pinned at your chest and rest it over Leon's, his own hand coming to rest over yours, his fingers curling under your palm. Now that his mind was slightly stiller than the past few hours it started to hit him.
Hearing him sniff and chest under your hand jump slightly, your neck lifts up with alarm. "Why are you crying?" Your words weren't THAT impactful, surely?
"I'm gonna be a dad." He sobbed silently, his hand that was holding yours rests over his eyes.
You couldn't help the wide smile that pulls on your lips, your hand now rubbing over his chest to comfort him. "Yeah.. You are."
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Over the few more hours you had in the air, Leon did actually sleep. Not much, but it was enough to make you happy he had rest in his body. Breakfast was served on the plane, but Leon also grabbed something from inside the airport. You had a rental car waiting for you to take from the airport's parking lot. You drove while Leon gave you directions, you don't know if you could handle looking at something in a moving car right now.
Heading deep into the mountains, sometimes making your own path as the ground was littered with snow and a road wasn't always visible. Finally coming to a stop.
"I think this is as far as we can get..." You say leaning on the steering wheel, looking around at all the dead, black trees that were a stark contrast to the pure white snow on the ground and currently falling from the sky.
"Yeah. I think you're right." Leon starts to fold up the map and puts on gloves as he opens the door and walks around to your side. You were also currently putting on gloves, turning the key in the car, but leaving it in the ignition. Opening your door, Leon holds out his hand for you to take, not wanting you to slip on the fresh snow.
Taking your husband's hand not thinking anything of it, as he had done this action more times than you could count. But it doesn't go unthanked.
"Thanks. We should see if we can get in touch with Hunnigan while we are here. See if the comms work and if she can patch us through to Chris?" You say stepping aside for Leon to close the door as you rug your jacket around your body, pulling the string around your waist tight.
Reaching his hand to his left ear the piece in your own ringing. "Condor and Owl to Roost, Do you copy?"
"Roost to Condor and Owl, What's your sitrep?" Her voice responds in both of your left ears.
"We are as far into the mountains as we can drive, we believe we're close to HWS' base of operations. Do you think you can patch us through to their Alpha?" Leon asks turning on a torch and looking through the dark forest, keeping you in the corner of his eye as you walk ahead slightly.
You shine your torch around, the light only reflecting off the snow, making you shine it up further into the trees. You see something reflect, causing you to double back over it, your hand reaching for your gun strapped to the side of your right leg. You weren't fast enough as it was already on top of you. Large hands around your throat push you to the soft snow you were shin deep in.
"HRK!!" Your body automatically lets out as you were buried. Leon pulling his own gun out and aiming carefully, he couldn't see you, but assumed you were under this thing's body. Shooting at it's head the male-like creature leaps off you and was about to launch itself at Leon when it's head was shot at again with an assault rifle. Turning his head to the side he saw a dark figure standing in the snow, lowering the weapon.
He puts a hand to his ear. "Yeah.. I found them."
"Chris, good timing, as always." Leon said walking over the body and to you who was sitting up out of the snow. Spitting and brushing away to frozen water off your already chilled face.
"Are you alright?" Leon asked bending down and lifting you to your feet.
This earned a head tilt and squint from Chris, walking over to meet the both of you.
"Has she suddenly become fragile?" Chris points out, normally he would have let you stand up yourself. Ask if you were okay and then that would be it, but he had actively helped you to your feet. Were you injured and needed help?
"Yes, well.. No? Um.."
"I'm pregnant, not a percaline doll, Leon." You say brushing off your dark coat.
"Pregnant? Congrats, but what are you doing here then?"
"My job." You seemed to have had enough at the moment, tired and then being shoved in the snow by the throat, not a good start. You search for your gun that had slipped from your hand from being too slow to draw it, slamming your boot into the head of the creature as you pass it. Just to get your frustration out.
Both Leon and Chris wince at the action, Chris raising his brows to Leon who just shrugged a silent answer.
"Have you spoken to the head of your organisation?" Chris asked Leon, who's hands rest on his hips at the question.
"Yeah.. He won't allow her to work in the office, I'll have to notify the president when I see him next."
"Why are you making the decisions for me?" You asked placing your gun in it's holster on your leg. "But I think it's the best bet we have of keeping it in me that way." Yes, you wanted to make the decision yourself, but Leon was right. You needed to be keeping your baby safe, not out on the field. Right now though, you had a job to do, and you intended on doing it.
Chris takes the both of you to their small camp, a few tents set up. One with medical supplies and a medic, two with bedding and a fourth with a scientist working on samples the team would acquire from the creatures and any Mold or parasite they would come across. A fire in the middle had 3 of his squad sitting around, eating some stew that hung beside the flames.
"Help yourself to some food." Chris offered as he sat down on a stump, picking up his own bowl he had placed aside once getting Hunnigan's call. "I was only notified a few hours ago that you had landed to help out."
You nod as Leon makes himself at home, picking up a bowl and starting to ladle stew into it. "We were recently notified of what was going on here as well, seems like you found more of the Mold, correct?" You asked sitting down beside the fire to warm up.
"Yeah, we traced it back to here, and to a new threat who calls herself Mother Miranda." Chris explains. "We've been keeping close tabs on the Winters family, as well as Miranda. Ethan and Mia seem to be doing fine, their baby Rose, is the one we have been keeping tabs on."
"The baby? Why her?" Leon asked, sitting down beside you with his food.
"Miranda has had this sick obsession to bring her own daughter back, we found a lab with her own research and personal files. With being infected by the Mold previously, we suspect she would try targeting their offspring as a perfect candidate."
You were silent for a while, watching the flames dance in the darkening light. The moon obscured by the clouds still letting the snow fall. It made sense she would want to be going after the baby if that was the case.
"We will be checking in on the family tomorrow morning, I would like both of you to come. Maybe you could help us pick up some of this mess?"
"That's why we were sent here." You nod standing up and placing a hand on Leon's shoulder, using him to step over the log you were sitting on. "I'm going to head to bed." You state as you make your way towards the tent you and Leon had a sleeping bag each. Luckily they had many spare supplies.
Taking off your boots you slip into the sleeping bag, it took a little while for it to warm up to your body temperature. Huddled in a ball you were soon accompanied by your husband, being silent in case you were asleep.
"This Miranda sounds like a handful, huh?" You speak up.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Leon apologised as he snuggles up beside you, hoping to share his body warmth with you.
"I wasn't asleep." You say rolling to your back, your head turned towards Leon.
"You okay? You didn't eat anything."
"I just didn't feel hungry. You need to stop worrying about me, honey."
"I know.." Leon cranes his neck to press a kiss to your cool tipped nose. "I just don't like the fact that you're here."
"I know... Neither do I. But it sounds like if we can take down this Miranda bitch, and get rid of any parasite we should be golden."
"Let's hope it's that easy." Leon said snuggling into his sleeping bag, laying on his side facing you. You snuggle into his front, both of you falling asleep quickly after warming up.
