A human worker at Victor Gideon's estate befriending local crows, geese, and wild turkeys that come onto the property. Day after day they feed the birds and treat them with kindness. One afternoon the person escapes into the gardens and is pursued by Victor Gideon himself.
"Where are you going sweet thing?"
They reach the wall surrounding the estate and Victor corners them.
"You have made a serious mistake. To correct this lapse in judgement all you need to do is willingly return to your employment duties. I won't harm you..."
Geese trumpet and turkeys sound off nearby. Crows gather and Victor looks at them all, visor focusing in on the birds with great curiosity. So agitated! And all going for him??
Victor gets swarmed and attacked, the geese hissing and striking at his legs and crotch as turkeys leap and scratch with their spurs. He claws and shoves them off.
"I WILL NOT HAVE A BUNCH OF IDIOTIC FOWL INTERFERE- OW! I AM MORE EVOLVED THAN YOU I AM A GOD!"
More keep coming in waves. Victor sees the human climb up the brick wall and escape but not before flipping him off. Crows dive bomb and go for his head. His visor is covered in bird shit and some of the lenses are broken from stabbing beaks. He is forced to retreat indoors and temporarily let the human be free range.
Clothes and visor ruined, Victor wordlessly gets into the shower. Much to his profound annoyance the camera footage from the incident gets published online.
Aberrant Epoch Victor Gideon cared far more about reptiles than humans from a very young age. Reptiles were reliably neutral and non violent towards him. They allowed him to simply just exist and never treated him with mockery and disdain. He could live his life in their presence and not live in fear, experiencing brief but meaningful moments of peace.
Thinking about Aberrant Epoch Victor sleeping with the snake toy he made himself when he was a kid. Giant monster man with his face snuggled into it. If he ever manages to truly bond with a human, they'll know about the toy. It is the one bright spot from his childhood that he wants to keep alive for himself.
To my 25 - 35 year olds, you've reached the age where people around you are starting to give up on themselves because they think it's too late. Don't let that energy rub off on you. It's not too late.
Victor in his second form but he's been shrunken down to Tegu size and is astronomically offended. Doesn't help a human put a little muzzle on him and is holding him with welders gloves to not get scratched by the furious claws. He whacks the human with his tail repeatedly and hissing as loud as he can.
I'm curious how people head canon Victor's height before Nemesis. Do you think he was already a tall man at like 6'5" or do you think he was short? Around 5' 1" or something?
Personally I like to think he was a short king. The Nemesis making him a giant would make him smug. I like to think that's part of the reason he infected himself. And then him wearing those boots with chains that make him even taller?? He's just rubbing it in everyone's faces!
Victor Gideon and his Nemesis doctor colleagues becoming ungovernable. The Connections sends someone there to reprimand them. Person marches in all demanding and haughty.
"Need I remind you lot that The Connections are the ones who wield the real power here! You are nothing but laborers who work for us and us alone!"
Victor walks up to the intruder, his giant frame blocking out the ceiling light. He leans down slowly.
"Do you feel powerful right now?"
A collar is tugged at and the human stands straighter.
"Yes. I in fact do! I am-" Victor strokes their cheek and moves some hair behind their ear. He brings his face ever closer.
"Are you sure?" The friendly and calm tone remains and the tongue flicks out. The messenger was armed but that did not make them feel better.
The other doctors have all formed a circle and blocked off escape routes.
"This is our territory. My facility. You are trespassing."
"How dare y-you! When Zeno hears of this he will be..." Victor takes the person's face in both hands, the cold scaley corpse fingers deceptively caring. The gold teeth click together like he is resisting the urge to chew their face off.
"Zeno IS the Connections now, haven't you heard? He doesn't have to be your puppet anymore. None of us do."
The human attempts to draw their weapon but Victor snatches it from their grasp.
"Alright ok I will leave! You will never hear from me again! You will never know I even existed!"
Victor smiles knowingly.
"Oh fear not, soon enough NO ONE will know you even existed at all!"
The entire time he grew up, Victor was told he deserved the abuse he received. His foster parents made everything out to be his fault. Their financial woes, personal shortcomings, issues with their family members, marriage falling apart. They claimed he was a strange monster in human form. So he decided to just embrace being what they thought of him.
The final years he lived with them he went out of his way to be horrible in return.
When he visited them as an evolved more than a decade later, he made sure to show them just how monstrous he could be.
"You know, maybe you two were right. Maybe you saw what I would become one day."
There is a pang of sadness as he finishes the grisly self appointed task. Maybe they truly were right and he had deserved such treatment. Perhaps there was a chance they really did see into the future of that terrified little boy in their hellish care. Whatever the case, he was now a living embodiment of that. So be it. Be the monster they thought you always were.
Victor Gideon X Reader fic taking place in my RE9 AU Aberrant Epoch. Dr. Gideon is frightening and mysterious and you were only meant to be a night of entertainment. Gender neutral. TW for threats of violence, implied cannibalism.
You awoke to his face nuzzled into your neck, his arms loosely locking you into place against him on the couch. Victor had fallen asleep again and and it was past 4am. You really marveled at how you were able to feel comfortable enough to lower your guard to the point of falling deeply asleep.
Especially given the previous situation. It lurked in the back of your mind now. Were you safe with him? Could you ever truly be secure? The very notion was ludicrous. Of course not, there was no such thing as truly safe for a human in this world.
His breathing was slow and relaxed and you could feel the heartbeat in his chest. The great muscle was enhanced to properly fuel his greater frame and you felt privileged in this moment to just be against him. You wondered if evolved had dreams and in particular pondered what Victor's mind was conjuring up.
As if on cue he did twitch in his sleep and adjust himself grunting. Was it in pain? His revelations to you the previous night had dredged up some sympathy for this vile being and you shifted yourself to place a hand on his cheek. The caress wakes him partially and he pushes his face into your hand for more.
"You're still here good. I thought you'd try and leave prematurely."
"Would I do something that stupid?"
A jet black eye cracks open and you barely see the pale green and yellow iris.
"Yes. You did much earlier in your visit if memory serves me."
He feels you shifting around and he keeps his grip more loose so you could get into a more optimal massaging position.
"You were scaring me."
"And you were asking annoying questions."
Both of his eyes are closed now and his breathing begins to return to relaxed.
"Why do you hate us so much?"
The exhale you hear ruffles your hair and lasts for longer than you thought possible, even for him with his enlarged lung capacity.
"I am trying to rest Questions later."
You allow the room to become quiet and you notice Victor is holding you like a child would hold a stuffed animal. Or maybe you were reading too much into it. You move your fingers into his hair and he makes a pleased sound and while it was a bit greasy you massaged him regardless.
"And yes, you could say I despise humans."
Aha! Words did little to coax Victor into revealing his thoughts. But actions got him to open up. His response was not shocking.
"Is there a reason outside of your parents?"
This gets you a dangerous growl and you keep massaging him to lessen the negativity. It works and part of him hates how you have some power over him like this but the other part just wanted to lay there and absorb what you did forever.
"Why this interest in how I feel towards your kind? I am laying with you, am I not? We are intimate partners for today and isn't that enough?"
It was your turn to get huffy and you push yourself off of him.
"I am interested because I am sharing myself with you, you big crusty asshole!"
Victor is giving you a narrowed eyed stare of shock, mouth slightly agape at your brazen insult. Then he laughs.
"You know it has been quite a long time since anyone dared to speak their mind to me like that! It's refreshing."
He does take immediate note of how you were moving away and the mirth becomes a false smile.
"Still thinking you can just leave whenever you feel like it?"
"You don't own me, Dr. Gideon. I just work for you."
He brings his hand up to correct you with a dark smile.
"About that dear, you might want to double check your employment contract." His claws came out to make a point. And in that moment you are unable to control the words as they abruptly leave your mouth.
"You can take that contract and shove it where the sun don't shine! Like that crusty anus of yours. I quit."
His eyebrows raised and he starts laughing once more and then stands up. Nearly all of your toughness makes a rapid departure as you realize you had royally fucked yourself over. Even if Victor did not kill you, quitting employment was dangerous. You were now unaffiliated and would need to remedy that.
"Are you certain you wish to end your employment with me? Consider your impulsive choice carefully." He tilts his head. "I can be a forgiving man."
"I...I regret...."
Victor pays close attention, ready to accept your apology.
"...regret that I didn't quit sooner."
You pivot and march away feeling emboldened.
"Oh I don't think so, little one."
With the flick of his wrist he opened up a hidden switch fixture on the wall and pressed a button. A gate descended at the end of the hallway and blocked your exit. A moment later he had gently coiled around you with his arms and kissed your neck, making sure you could feel the points of his teeth grazing your skin.
"You will leave my employment when I allow it." His whisper is right on your ear.
Short self insert horror story under the cut. Relevant to some role plays over IMs. Junkkey will know what I am referring to 💀.
I am brushing my teeth and see something bloody in the mirror moving out of sight. I stop and slowly move the medicine cabinet mirror and catch another glimpse of it. I feel a sickening chill and back out of the room. Just tired that was all. Needed some sleep and that would clear my head.
Climbing into bed I am able to breathe out. I go to turn my nightstand light off but then see I left the door to the bathroom open. The darkness within the space makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end and I get up, racing across my room to shut it.
Back against the door I start to feel mildly better. The light on the nightstand goes out and leave me in near total darkness. Across the room a pile of clothes on the floor gives me unrelenting dread. Was it twitching?
"Don't forget what they did..."
The raspy, gargled whisper in my ear has me rocketing out of the room faster than any human being has ever moved. I crash down the hallway and chance a look over my shoulder. A head was peeking around the doorway and it had a mess of disheveled wet hair that was dripping onto the hardwood floor.
I turn on the hall lights determined to stop this insanity. Blood had been collecting where that thing had stood. Crimson foot prints ambled around and thin fingers had dragged across the wall. It was gone. I hear labored breathing.
"You're getting too comfortable."
Unable to help my desire to know, I pivot. The lights in the hallway fizzle out just before I see the face. Shrouded mostly in darkness I can see just enough of it to make out it was a person but severaly gnawed away, bones stripped of flesh by greedy predators. There was almost nothing left. I realize what this is and feel horror envelope me, overwhelming in its sheer ferocity.
"....be careful."
My head buzzes from confusion and I blink. The bleeding remnant is gone and I am left alone with my thoughts once again. The bloody tracks are gone, the drag marks on the walls and puddle of gore bave also vanished. Everything was normal again. Not able to sleep in my room I find a spare couch elsewhere and cover myself with a blanket. My thoughts drift to my two evolved lords, Victor and Joanne. I should indeed be careful.
I think the devs should have made Victor Gideon a new monster instead of a Nemesis. So much reptile motifs and no pay off 😭
Have him be the same horrible doctor but something even the Connections are wary of. In the 90s he gets infected with the T-virus and attacked by a mutant Hunter of sorts. He survives both and gets stronger and bigger with time. He retains all of his intelligence and memories. Lower body temp, longer lifespan, potent immune system. Personally knew Spencer and was good friends with him.
He should have been a stalking enemy for parts of the game and I will die on that hill lol. Just imagine trying to hide from him in a bigger Rhodes Hill facility and grounds areas. You hear the honeyed voice and the sound of his chained boots. He does it for both Grace and Leon, but the former is more trying to coax a hiding pet to the vet and the latter has more sinister undertones.
Leon has to keep his wounds bandaged for open wounds will attract Victor and you can hear him sniffing the air and sounding pleased. Pure predatory reptile.
Grace with uncovered wounds gets Victor in a much more concerned state and he will be lightly scolding and lecturing her about neglecting herself like that.
His teeth are sharp and he can split his lower jaw and neck apart to give a biting attack that is a one hit kill for Leon during stalking sessions: eats his face off. If you linger on the death screen Victor keeps eating him, tearing off pieces with a grin. That's if Leon's health is low. Victor will kidnap you and you end up in the interrogation room if on 50% or more health. Also if the player is Leon and on full health during capture, Leon will wake up with lower health and new wounds.
Grace gets a far more gentler attack. Victor gives her a nip of knockout venom with no splitting of his lower jaw and is seen carrying her away bridal style. If the player is on low health Grace will wake up fully healed as Victor treated her injuries.
Thinking of an evil Aberrant Epoch Leon. Been an agent for Umbrella, evolved some years ago. Had Victor Gideon stand on his shoulders to help the doctor climb once, and his back has issues to this day despite his healing abilities.
Gives villainous sass to enemies and victims. He kicks a DSO agent into an incinerator.
"Hope you wore sunscreen, it's gonna be a real scorcher today!"
Leon finds a human hiding in a metal barrel.
"Food that cans itself? What will they come up with next?"
Leon S Kennedy who has spent the past 28 years battling villains who return for multiple boss level engagements:
"HA! Dr. Victor Gideon should have worn his helmet! No, I'm not going to double check if he's actually dead pffffft I don't need to! He is 100% deceased I am positive."
Victor in Aberrant Epoch having a human attendant apply special cream on his back for the scaley skin to help with shedding. He's been such a busy man he forgot to be diligent and soak periodically this time. Victor sets time aside for a steam room and feels world's better. Less itchy and cracked. When he does shed it's not a full one and he has to spend time peeling extra bits off.
He sighs in relief and when it's all done has a nice warm bath to relax. Human attendant likes to keep the shed as to them he is their giant pet reptile in a way. They find it morbidly fascinating to look at the shed skin of his face. Victor finds it weirdly flattering.
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