Obsessions of a Cruel Heart {Victor Gideon x Female reader} Chapter 1
Hello again my lovies! I hope yall are doing good! I wanted to give you Part 1 of the Victor Gideon x Female reader story! This is going to be more about his obsession of you and him doing anything to get to you. The first part of this story might be a bit slow because I am building the tension. But the next part or parts will include more juicy parts where he finds you and....well you know hehehe! These stories might be a bit long, sorry about that lovies! I do hope you enjoy this story lovies! And thank you again for all your love and support!!! Yall are the best in the world!! Love yall! :3 :3
Warnings: nothing that is too graphic but there will be mentions of cadavers, blood, wounds, cursing, etc.
『30 pages』 『8,950 words』
@braindead94 :3
Chapter 1: The Echoes of Victor Gideon
“Hey Victor, wait up!”
“Oh, well look who decided to show up to get some coffee with me” Victor laughed.
“I'm sorry, it isn't my fault that exams are hitting me hard” you chuckled, hugging his arm gently because he was….well…you could say a rather tall individual.
“How are they going anyways?” He continued forward down the line of people waiting to get their order taken by the barista.
“They're good, and yours?”
“They're…decent but I can manage” he smiled, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
“When we graduate, I want to introduce you to my family…”.
“Really…you'd think they'll like me?” He asked nervously, rubbing the back of his head.
“They won't just like you, they'll love you,” you smiled, standing on your tippy toes to give him a kiss.
That memory of you still lingered in his mind. You were all he thought about for years. Even after his body mutated and contorted to something inhuman, his heart still belonged to you.
“Y/n…” Gideon whispered to himself as he looked down at the syringe he was filling, the memories distracting him from his work.
“Dammit!” He slammed the syringe down on his laboratory bench and stood from his chair. “I need to find her….or I will never get my work finished…”.
“Good morning Doctor Y/n.”
“Good morning Diana, what is the scope for today?” you smiled as you walked into your office and grabbed your lab coat.
“Uh, well the director sent us around 20 bodies all with the T mutations and 1 singular body that has a rather strange growth that he wants you to examine” Diana scrolled through the IPad in her hand that contained the information sent by him.
“Oh fuck me” you groaned as you reached for the IPad and took a look at the information.
“Oh I also wanted to let you know that a Leon Kennedy called in regards to the dinner reservation he made for tonight.”
“Oh shit I also forgot about that too” you sighed deeply. “Thank you Diana, I'm sorry I just keep forgetting shit!”
“No worries ma’am, it happens to the best of us.”
“Thank you. How's Jimmy by the way? I heard he just turned 10?” you chuckled, shutting off the IPad and slipped it underneath your arm to carry it.
“Yes his birthday was yesterday and I want to thank you so much for the gifts you got him. You did not need to buy him that PS5. That is way above what I can afford.”
“Oh shush Diana, you and your son deserve the world” you smiled, rubbing her arm and then walked past her.
“Now you had better bring me some cake the next time I see you,” You laughed as you headed down the hallway towards the labs.
“I will!” Diana called to you as she returned to her reception desk.
Another deep sigh escaped your lips as you grabbed your ID card and swiped it over the card reader. Once it turned green, you opened the door and began to suit up with the proper PPEs needed.
“Morning boss, how did you wake up this morning?”
“That's none of your business Xander” you chuckled, setting the IPad at one of the desks and approaching the first body laid on the examination table.
“Ooo she got you there Xander!”
“Fuck off Ben!” Xander laughed as he rolled the examination trolley over to you.
“Boys, boys. We can play house later, for right now we got an order from the director and I don't want him up my ass complaining that we didn't finish these bodies.”
“Sorry boss” they both said in unison as they began to work.
Soon enough, you grabbed a scalpel to begin cutting away at the skin of this mutated person.
“Ben…please make a note that subject 2169A has a strange growth of roots across their lungs.”
“Roger that boss” Ben typed away at the keyboard of the computer that was in the lab.
“So Doctor…you free tonight for some dinner?” Xander raised a brow.
“Ben can you also make a note about people needing to mind their own fucking business and to stop trying to get into women's pants.”
“Yes Doctor,” Ben laughed hysterically.
“Ugh…fine missus stuck ass!” Xander pouted behind his face shield and grabbed the medical scissors for you.
“Careful Xander, I'm still your boss” you smirked playfully, handing him the scalpel and then grabbing the scissors.
“Errr Xander got burned again!” Ben called from behind the computer screen.
“Okay boys seriously back to work” you shook your head and continued the examination.
In due time, you and your team finished examining each body, including the one singular body that the director asked you to personally look at.
“Phew, good job boys, my ass is now safe from being devoured by the director.”
“Woah, major pause!” Ben shook his head with a chuckle.
“Yeah, you gotta be careful with those words boss” Xander finished sewing up the last body and made sure to walk over to the sink to wash and disinfect his hands.
“Oh hush both of you” you walked over to the IPad and checked to make sure that everything was done.
“Ben, did you make sure to sign the bottom of the page?”
“Yep, signed and dated it.”
“Okay…good” you mumbled underneath your breath and walked over to the entrance of the lab to get changed and disinfected.
“Xander, you also made sure to check and mark each tag on the body's right?”
“Yeah” he nodded, drying his hands with the paper towels he grabbed.
“Alright. Good work boys, I'll see you next week and try not to party too hard.”
“I know I won't, but Xander is another story.”
“You just don't know how to party bro!”
“Oh suck it” Ben flipped him off jokingly.
“Good night boys” you laughed, exiting out of the lab and heading back to your office to gather your things.
“Okay, purse, hoodie, car keys, and tumbler” you checked to make sure that you didn't forget anything and proceeded out of your office.
“Have a good night Diana” you smiled, waving goodbye to her.
“Good night y/n!” Diana waved back to you before she went back to typing the end of day report.
As you headed towards the elevators, you grabbed your phone and dialed Leon's number.
After a couple of rings, a deep, gravely voice answered. “Hello?”
“Hey Leon! I'm sorry about the delay, I'm gonna head to the place right now “
“Well, well, nearly a whole day and now you decide to call.”
“Uh excuse you, I've been busy with work. What have you been doing? Jacking off? Ugh…kill the visual Jesus” you playfully faked vomiting after what you said.
“Oh, ha ha. Very funny, y/n,” Leon spoke with a soft chuckle.
“And for your information, I have been working. I actually picked up a new case. Bodies have been turning up with these… strange markings and cuts.”
“What?” Your brow raised in confusion, remembering the first body you examined having inflicted markings on them, same as what Leon was describing.
“Yeah, I don't know but they're saying that someone or something is creating these wounds.”
“Tell me more when I get there, okay” you entered the elevator and pressed the garage floor.
As the elevator began its descent, your mind raced with thoughts about the new information that just came into light. Who was this new character in town, creating and spreading infections to harm innocent civilians? Why were they opening up cadavers and etching markings on their inner organs? And…why now?
The elevator doors soon swung open, allowing you to exit into the garage.
With quick steps, you reached your car and entered the driver's side once you unlocked it.
“I'm gonna have to schedule a meeting with Eric…there are far too many bodies dropping” you went to grab your phone and dialed your boss's number.
“Hello?” A gruffly voice spoke on the other end of the call.
“Hey Eric, I'm sorry to bother you so late at night but we need to schedule a meeting in regards to the mutations.”
“Good evening y/n, I'm doing fine, how are you?” Eric chuckled.
A soft sigh escaped you, “I'm sorry Eric, how are you really?”
“I'm fine y/n, thanks. I know you're doing fine by the sound of your voice. But more importantly, why do you need to schedule a meeting?”
“I think we need to discuss our next steps in regards to the mutations that we've been seeing.”
“Care to elaborate?”
“Well, the body you told me to examine had very strange markings and I think it stems from someone experimenting on them. I also heard from a DSO agent that they have a new case that's similar to the body's that we've been-”
“Let me guess, you got the info from Leon?”
“Umm…well..”.
“Y/n…how many times have I explained to you that we can not share sensitive information to other DSO agents until we know exactly what we are dealing with.”
“But Eric, I know for a fact that someone is intentionally infecting individuals. I saw the inflicting wounds when I was doing the autopsy on the body.”
A long sigh escaped Eric's throat as he ran the details through his head.
“Okay, why don't we do this. Until we get a direct message from the lead DSO agent that there's a pattern to these virus infected people, we will not make any assumptions or declare this a pattern. Sound good?”
“Alright…alright…” you rubbed your forehead in frustration.
“Relax, enjoy your weekend. And try not to do anything crazy, okay?”
“Thank Eric. Have a good night” you hung up your phone and dropped it onto the passenger seat.
“Mother fucker!” You shouted, slamming your hand against the steering wheel. You didn't understand why Eric always acted like this. If you see a pattern of infection, the right thing to do is to declare that to protect the innocent lives who could be harmed. Yet, you couldn't do Jack because you weren't in charge of the department. He was the director and he was your boss.
BANG
“Holy shit!” You screamed, turning your head towards the sound and noticed that it was Xander knocking at your window.
“Couldn't you have at least knocked on the glass in a different way that wouldn't scare the living crap out of me” you grumbled after rolling down your window.
“Heh, that would defeat the purpose of scaring you” he smiled, leaning against your door.
“Uh huh” you shook your head.
“What's wrong? You seem pissed?” He asked with concern.
“It's Eric. He doesn't want to declare what we saw in there as a pattern because I am sure he thinks it would cause mass hysteria. Which I totally get, but if this is serious….and there's someone out there spreading a virus….we need to stop them.”
Xander shrugged his shoulders, understanding that the situation was complicated. “I hate to say this but that dumb fucker doesn't know what an infection is if it sprouted on his dick.”
You couldn't help but laugh at his joke, softly holding onto his hand. “Yeah but he's my boss and he pays the bills Xander.”
“Yeah, but I saw the autopsy report y/n. Whoever is doing this knows the human body in depth and how to manipulate the genome.”
“I guess we're gonna have to just wait till an infection breaks out and the country blames us for not fixing it.”
“Guess so” Xander chuckled and then moved his hand away from you to grab his car keys. “Have a good night y/n, drive safe.”
“You too” you waved good night to him, closed your window, and put your car in reverse to head out of the parking garage.
“Ngh—!” a loud grunt escaped Gideon's lips after breaking down the boarded up doors to the medical college he attended.
“It's been such a long time….” he hummed in amusement as he entered the halls, his mind flooding with memories of you.
“Come on, Victor…” Your soft voice echoed faintly in his mind.
For a brief moment, a grainy image of you appeared at the edge of his vision. Your hand wrapped around his arm as you pulled him forward with a laugh. Then it vanished without a trace.
Gideon’s expression hardened almost instantly as he continued down the corridor.
In a couple of strides, he arrived at the main office where they kept all the important files of the students.
“Let's see” he murmured to himself, ducking down when he reached the doorway and standing to his original height when he stepped foot in the room.
“Disorganized as always…” Gideon sighed softly, stepping over the debris.
“Somewhere in this chaos…there must be something left of her.”
Without warning, he stepped on a picture frame. His curiosity took the best of him as he knelt down to grab the frame to look at the picture.
His heart melted at the sight before him. It was a picture of your graduating class. The school always kept a picture of the most recent graduating class to show the incoming freshman the success that students have when they attend this college.
Despite the excitement and noise surrounding the other students, Gideon only saw you.
There you sat in the front row, eight graduation tassels hanging proudly from your gown, wearing the same radiant smile he had adored from the moment you entered his life.
He shut his eyes for a brief moment, remembering that day as if it was yesterday.
“Victor! We did it!” You laughed as you charged towards him, embracing him tightly.
Victor laughed proudly as he hoisted you in the air and spun you around excitingly. “You are brilliant!”
“Not as brilliant as you” you smiled, caressing his cheek and then leaned in to kiss him.
Victor deepened the kiss, his arms tightly embracing you as if you were to disappear.
After he pulled away from the kiss, he set you down on your two feet and softly knelt in front of you. “I have to tell you something.”
“What is it?” You asked curiously.
“I got a job offer at the Umbrella corporation as their lead specialist and researcher.”
Your smile slowly faded, “Victor…..”.
“I know, I know. You don't like them because there have been stories of corruption and viruses escaping. But they're gonna pay me significantly more than the Darto Corps.”
The distance between you widened as you slowly stepped away from him.
“I…I have to go. My family's waiting for me,” you said softly, clutching your graduation cap tightly against your head.
“I'll call you later” you turned and hurried across the field toward your family.
Victor slowly stood from the grass field, frozen in place. The cheers of the crowd around him became muffled and distant, his ears ringing violently as the realization slowly settled into his chest. He barely even noticed his friends approaching him, congratulating him, shaking his shoulders excitedly, celebrating the future that awaited them all.
This was because all he could focus on….was you leaving him behind.
Gideon's eyes suddenly snapped open. His grip tightened around the cracked picture frame in his hand until the glass shattered violently against his palm.
He still couldn't understand your reasoning. He was helping mankind. Regardless of the corporation's methods, his work would have elevated humanity beyond its pathetic limitations. Human evolution was necessary.
The weak would perish….while only the strong remained.
Gideon let out an annoyed sigh as he pushed himself off the ground and entered the records office. He searched through each file that littered the floor until he noticed a list of professors, staff, and students that taught the classes you attended.
“Hmm, looks like I know who to ask now” he chuckled, folding the paper carefully and placing it inside his pocket.
Suddenly, a low vibrating hum sounded near him. He let out an annoying sigh as he grabbed his phone from his other pocket and answered it.
“You're interrupting my work. Speak.”
“I thought we had an agreement Victor” a cold, authoritative voice spoke on the other end of the call.
“We did….I am simply attending to business that does not concern you.”
“Hmm, it does concern me when I am the one bearing the responsibility of payment for your experiments.”
“And I assured you Zeno, that my work is unquestionable. If you can't believe me, then that is your mistake…not mine.”
Zeno let out a frustrated sigh, despising that he couldn't simply dispose of Victor because his work was impressive and the results he provides is impeccable; but the way he operates is sloppy and erratic, something that he did not tolerate.
“I've given you results, Zeno. That mutation I made in that body has led you to four different sites, each containing mutation factors that allow the user to grow significantly in power.”
“I detest when you question my abilities,” Gideon said coldly. “If I choose to pursue something, that decision is mine…not yours.”
Zeno let out another soft chuckle, “Careful Victor…..I think these little obsessions of yours are beginning to cloud your judgment.”
Gideon let out a low growl, gritting his teeth in seething anger. “Is that all? Or do you want to continue pestering me with your lectures?”
“Hmmm” Zeno chuckled. “That is all….for now.”
With a quick swipe of his finger, Gideon ended the call and shoved his phone back in his pocket. He was full of rage, but he didn't want that to cloud his primary objective…finding you.
“Let's start with Philip Nyra…he was a close friend of y/n… . Maybe he might know where she could be” he laughed wickedly before exiting the office to find Philip's address.
“Hey Leon!” You waved to him and approached the booth he was lounging in.
“Hey y/n!” Leon smiled, standing up from the booth to hug you.
You returned the hug to him and then pulled off your purse to sit comfortably in the booth.
“So, how was work?”
“Oh it was fine, I did work on a couple of bodies, and found something odd.”
“Odd? What do you mean?” Leon scooted into the booth and continued drinking his ice-cold coke.
“Well, when I opened one body in particular….it had deliberate markings…like it was done on purpose.”
“Like someone experimented on them, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I know we aren't supposed to be sharing this information with each other but you need to see this” Leon grabbed his phone from his hand and swiped through the autopsy report of the bodies he had found.
“Here” he handed you his phone.
Reaching over, you grabbed his phone and began to read through the report. “What the fuck…” you gasped as you swiped to the side to see the same markings you saw on the body you had opened.
“Exactly. Whoever is doing this, could bring a whole new virus strain to this place. It could be Raccoon City all over again.”
“We don't want another fucking incident like that Leon” you sighed deeply, handing him the phone and rubbed your head in frustration.
Suddenly, a waitress came over to the table and looked at you. “Hello, my name is Sara. What can I get started for you today?”
“A Malibu bay breeze please.”
“No problem” Sara jotted down your drink on her notepad and then turned her attention to Leon. “And sir, have you decided what you want to eat?”
“Uh, I'm still deciding,” Leon chuckled.
“No worries. Take all the time you need. I'll be back with your drink sweetheart” Sara smiled as she walked away to get you your drink.
“A little late for drinking hmm?”
“Oh fuck off Leon. I need a drink after all this shit.”
Leon extended his hand out to place on top of yours, his expression softening, “Y/n…you can't let this get to your head.”
“Leon…I took an oath to protect this city and the many innocent lives that are at stake if this virus spreads” you looked into his gentle eyes, your worry slowly slipping away. Leon always had that effect, bringing calm when there's a ranging storm outside.
“I know you did. But that doesn't mean you should tear your hair out” Leon said with a small smile.
“But don’t stress yourself to death over it.” His grin turned teasing.
“And for the record, your bald ass head would probably freak me out.”
“Hey!” you laughed, grabbing his finger and bending it backward.
“Ow! Okay, okay, uncle!”
You giggled, releasing his hand and grabbed the menu to look over at what you wanted to chow down on.
The smile on Leon's lips never left as he grabbed his menu to also look over. You always knew how to make him smile, even in the darkest of moments he's experienced.
Beyond the glow of the city skyline, the same pouring rain dripped from the murky heavens, cloaking the homes of those who had no idea what was to come.
A lone shadow loomed just beyond their homes, their warm breath hung in the air like steam. They looked quite ominous standing there, scanning each home with their eyes like a predator stalking their prey.
Yet, their movements shifted at the sudden approach of a red Lexus driving down the road.
The shadow's lips curled into a malicious smirk when they realized who was in the car.
“Ah, fuck me…another long day at the courthouse” Philip groaned as he grabbed his brief case from the passenger side and his umbrella.
Unexpectedly, his phone rang in his coat pocket. “Who the hell is calling me this late at night?”
Reaching into his pocket, he grabbed his phone and answered the call. “Hello?
“Is this Philip Nyra?” A strange voice asked, their voice low and curious.
“Yes? Who's this?”
The call hung up as quick as it rang, causing Philip to groan in annoyance. “Fucking spam callers.”
Pushing aside his anger, he gathered his belongings and got out of his car and headed towards his quaint little suburban home.
“Hey hun, I'm home” Philip called to his wife, kicking his shoes off, hanging up his jacket and briefcase and then grabbed the mail on the table by the door to give it a look over.
“Hun?” He called again, wondering why she wasn't answering.
Philip continued down the dark hallway of his home and proceeded into the living room where his wife was probably watching her crime documentaries.
But he froze the moment he stepped into the living room. His pulse immediately quickened.
The lamps were on and his furniture slightly disturbed.
Muddy footprints stretched across the hardwood floors like something enormous had wandered through the house at its leisure.
Then his eyes landed on the figure standing near the fireplace.
His blood ran cold.
Victor Gideon towered unnaturally within the dim light, one massive hand calmly holding a framed photograph of Philip and his wife.
The creature’s head tilted slightly as it studied the image.
“Your wife appears healthy,” Gideon murmured thoughtfully. “Strong genetics… admirable resilience…”
Philip slowly stepped backward, “What the fuck are you?”
A faint grin spread across Gideon’s lips. “Mm…” he lowered the picture frame slightly. “An old acquaintance of y/n’s.”
Philip’s stomach dropped instantly at the mention of his best friend, “How do you know y/n?”
Gideon’s eyes slowly lifted toward him, “She spoke very fondly of you.”
Something about the calmness in his voice made Philip’s survival instincts scream.
He turned suddenly but it was too late.
THUD THUD THUD
The entire room shook beneath Gideon’s speed.
One massive hand violently wrapped around Philip’s throat before slamming him against the nearby wall hard enough to rattle the picture frames.
Philip gagged, clawing desperately at Gideon’s wrist. The sheer density behind the creature’s grip felt inhuman.
Gideon calmly observed him struggling.
“You care for her,” he murmured. “That is useful.”
Philip’s vision blurred rapidly.
“Ngh…!”
Darkness consumed him moments later, his hand falling limp at his side.
Gideon let out a pleasing chuckle, grabbing his limp body and throwing it over his shoulder. “Rest now.”
A little while later, a sharp sting fell across Philip's neck and jolted him awake.
As he opened his eyes, he was blinded by bright clinical lights.
“Where the hell am I?” He gasped, his arms jerking instinctively, only to realize that they were restrained tightly against an examination table.
A surge of panic ran through him as he struggled viciously against the restraints. But then his eyes shifted up, looking at his surroundings.
The room looked disturbingly clinical, metal tables, metal instruments, glass containers filled with dark fluid and standing directly across him was Gideon who was calmly organizing his surgical instruments.
“No, no, no…fuck!” Philip shouted as he struggled violently against the restraints again. “What the fuck do you want from me!”
Gideon sighed deeply as though the outburst inconvenienced him. “I am looking for y/n.”
Philip's breathing became uneven as he spoke, “I don't know where she is!”
“Mm” Gideon picked up a scalpel, examining it carefully. “A disappointing answer.”
The blades glinted beneath the clinical lights above him as Gideon approached.
Philip's heart pounced behind his chest, panic continuing to surge through him.
“You misunderstand your situation,” Gideon said quietly. “I am not asking for speculation. I am asking for certainty.”
“I fucking swear I don't know!”
A faint irritation crossed Gideon’s face. He then traced the scalpel against Philip's throat, just enough to make him freeze.
“You humans always confuse pain with cruelty” Gideon murmured calmly. “But pain is information.”
Philip's body shook violently against the clinical table as the cold edge lingered against his skin.
“Where does she go when she's distressed?” Gideon asked softly. “Who does she trust? What locations bring her comfort?”
“I DON'T KNOW!”
The scalpel pressed slightly deeper, Philip wincing sharply as a result.
“Please….” He begged with a whimper.
Gideon's expression remained unreadable until he slowly stepped away. “How unfortunate.”
Philip watched in fear as Gideon approached one of the laboratory tables. Several syringes rested nearby, each filled with a dark crimson fluid threaded with black strands moving unnaturally beneath the glass.
Philip's stomach twisted, “What the hell is that…?”
Gideon carefully lifted one syringe, flicking the glass with his index finger. “My latest refinement” the faintest smile spread across his lips.
“A neuro-biological adaptation strain. One consciousness…..spread across many hosts.”
“No…” fear flooded across Philip's face.
“You should feel honored Philip" Gideon murmured calmly while approaching him. “Very few are compatible enough to survive integration."
“GET AWAY FROM ME!” Philip struggled violently against the restraints, trying with all his strength to pull them off him.
Gideon ignored him completely. He then used a sterilized wipe to clean his antecubital area and tapped the area to look for a suitable vein.
“STOP!”
Gideon soon grew annoyed as he grabbed his neck with his free hand, “Keep struggling and it'll be the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced.”
Releasing his neck, he pierced his vein with the syringe.
Agony erupted in his nervous system instantly, a loud piercing scream erupted from him. Veins blackened beneath his skin as the virus spread rapidly through his bloodstream, his body convulsing violently against the restraints.
“Nghh…ahhh!!!”
Then, without warning, Philip remained completely still and silent, his pupils dilated unnaturally.
“Impressive…” Gideon murmured intriguingly, observing the reaction carefully before retrieving another syringe, but empty.
He carefully extracted a sample of Philip's altered blood before lifting the syringe toward himself. Then without hesitation, Gideon injected himself with the infected blood.
A low growl rumbled deep within his chest as the virus merged with his altered biology almost instantly.
For a brief moment, Philip's memories flashed violently across Gideon's mind. You were laughing, crying, speaking, smiling…it was incredible.
Gideon slowly closed his eyes, his lips curling into a smile. “Better” he whispered softly.
Beside him, Philip's head slowly lifted, his expression blank, obedient, connected to Gideon.
Gideon laughed malevolently, “I've done it” he spoke in awe, not believing that he actually created an impossible strain that could control anyone. The strain he produced allowed the user to be in a hive mind connection, allowing for multiple hosts to be at his beck and call.
“Philip.”
In a split second, Philip's head snapped towards Gideon's direction, awaiting for him to speak an order.
“Break through those restraints.”
Without a word, Philip viciously broke through the restraints tightly wrapped around his wrist and carefully approached him.
“Good. Very good.”
Gideon turned around carefully, grabbing a scalpel, and handed it to Philip. “Cut the palm of your hand.”
Again, without hesitation, Philip opened his palm and cut through the delicate skin. Although, what was more intriguing was that his wound healed instantly, raising curiosity within Gideon.
“Mm” Gideon nodded, his heavy footsteps echoing along the clinical walls as he jotted down in his notebook the results of the experiment.
“Truly fascinating…” Gideon tilted his head, transfixed on his results.
Though, irritation boiled beneath his skin at the sound of his lab door hissing open, a sign that an unexpected guest had come to visit him.
“How's your burger Leon?” Your words came out muffled as you chewed through your burger.
“It's damn good,” Leon hummed pleasantly.
“I can see that” you giggled, swallowing the chunk of burger.
“Mmm, so, what's your plan? You gonna talk to your boss again, or?”
“Tch, he shut me down the moment I mentioned a pattern. He wants the lead DSO agent to notice the said pattern and then directly deliver that message to him.”
“Oh…I see.”
“It's fucking annoying! I see a pattern and want to stop whoever is doing this before more innocent civilians get hurt.”
Leon casually set his burger down on his plate and grabbed a couple of napkins to wipe his hands. “Y/n…you know I'm the lead DSO agent for this case right?”
“I know you are Leon, but my boss knows that I'm close to you and that you're the lead DSO agent on the case. So, if you do go to him with this information, he won't believe you because he'll think I told you to lie and tell him there's a pattern.”
“We're all adults here, I'm sure he'll understand I'm not lying when I show him the photos from the scene.”
“Still…I hate to admit it, Leon. But we need more proof that there is a pattern. Maybe a dozen more bodies somewhere….or the lab where this person is experimenting…”.
Leon's brow raised in concern, “Y/n…a dozen more bodies? Are you serious?”
“No….I don't want it to get to that point.”
“Listen, why don't I ask my team to give me all the notes they have on the bodies we found and give it to you to have a look over.”
“I can't Leon…my boss will be furious” you sighed deeply.
“He won't know. But why don't we do this, you let me know tomorrow morning if you want the files. You're not in this alone y/n, I got your back.”
“Thanks Leon” you smiled, wiping your hands on some napkins and taking a sip of your Malibu Bay Breeze.
A short while passed as you and Leon exited the restaurant, bellies full and hearts filled with joy.
You laughed happily beside him, hugging his arm gently as he walked you over to your car.
“Are you sure you're not drunk?” He joked.
“Oh you know I don't drink to get drunk Leon. Not like you” you giggled, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you grabbed your keys from your purse.
“Will you be okay on your own?”
“Yeah, I'll be fine. Thank you so much Leon. And you know on second thought, send me those files.”
“Alright, I'll send it to you by email when I get home.”
You nodded, leaning in close and hugged him tightly. “We need to protect the people of this city, Leon. We can't let whoever is doing this continue” you whispered.
Leon's strong arms wrapped around your curvy figure, a shaky breath escaping his lips. A flood of old memories flashed in his mind. Of Raccoon City, of the friends, families, and innocent people losing their lives over the T-Virus and Umbrella's grave mistake.
He didn't want that to happen again. He would rather die protecting this city than have them go through the same pain he had been carrying for all these years.
As you pulled away, you gently caressed his cheek, “Good night.”
“Good night y/n” he flashed you a smile before pulling away from you to make sure that you got safely in your car.
After you left, Leon grabbed his phone, dialing up a number. “Sherry?” “Hey, yeah…it's Leon. Need a favor.”
A low growl escaped Gideon's chest as he saw who came through the doors. “To what do I owe the pleasure of you visiting my laboratory unannounced, Zeno.”
Gentle, calculated steps echoed through the lab as Zeno approached close to Gideon, his coat loosely draped over his shoulders. “I've come to check on your progress in finding Elpis, Victor.”
“Hmm…oh forgive me for forgetting about the lost cause” Gideon chuckled as his heavy footsteps trailed over to his notebook filled with his experimental reports.
Zeno’s expression hardened in aggravation upon hearing Gideon's remarks towards finding Elpis. “I thought we had an agreement, Victor?”
“We did. But you explicitly told me to find a bio-weapon that could enhance the user's capabilities ten-fold. Therefore, I am doing just that.”
Zeno nodded slowly as he pulled out a cigarette, lit it with his lighter, and pulled it close to his lips. “You're looking for her again, aren't you?”
Gideon’s head turned slowly toward Zeno with an unnatural stillness that sent tension crawling throughout the laboratory.
His grip tightened around the edge of the metal table, the surface bending slightly beneath the sheer force of his hand.
Though his face revealed nothing, a dangerous rage simmered violently beneath the calm exterior he fought so hard to maintain.
Zeno let out a soft, disappointing chuckle, already knowing the answer simply from Gideon's reaction. “Why am I not surprised?”
“You have no right to question me, Zeno.” Gideon’s voice lowered dangerously.
“I thought we already established that… or do I need to repeat myself?”
Zeno released a soft sigh through his nose. “I have warned you time and time again, Victor. These obsessions with the past will become your downfall.”
Gideon’s expression darkened instantly. “You are a fool, Zeno,” his hands tightened around the edge of the laboratory table again.
“I will continue searching for her whether you approve of it or not” He stepped forward slightly.
“Her intellectual capabilities surpass even my own. She could create anything you desire…” A dangerous grin slowly spread across his lips.
“Perhaps even something far greater than Elpis.”
For the first time, genuine curiosity flickered across Zeno’s face as his head tilted slightly.
“You truly believe she could create a bio-weapon superior to Elpis?” He asked with doubt lingering heavily within his voice.
Gideon responded to Zeno with a sinister laugh, “She will become the angel of death and chaos.”
His grin widened unnaturally, “No one will be capable of stopping evolution… or the power we will hold within our hands.”
Zeno’s lips curled into an approving smile, “I'll leave it in your capable hands then.”
As Zeno turned at his heels to leave, Gideon stood to his original height to call to his subject, “Philip.”
Philip soon appeared beside Gideon, awaiting his new orders from him.
“I need you to find Professor Diedra Wilson. She knows where y/n is, I am sure of it. They were close weren't they?”
“Yes, they were Doctor Gideon.”
“Hmm. How close?” He asked, approaching Philip and shut his eyes to search through Philip's memories.
“Professor Wilson!” Your distorted voice rang along Gideon's mind.
“Oh y/n! Hello!” Diedra smiled as she embraced you and rubbed your back gently.
“How are things?” You smiled, pulling away from the hug to hear her clearly.
“Oh they have been good, stressful, but taking it one day at a time” she chuckled. “And you?”
"Things have been good, I actually wanted to tell you that I got a job at…..”.
All at once, your voice vanished. Everything dissolved into darkness.
Gideon’s eyes snapped open instantly, a low growl rumbling deep within his chest. “You did not hear the conversation?”
Philip immediately lowered his gaze. “No, Doctor Gideon…” he answered quietly. “I was close enough to observe her but… someone interrupted me before I could hear what she said.”
Gideon remained towering directly in front of him, his massive frame casting an overwhelming shadow over Philip’s body. His expression remained eerily unreadable.
Yet the fury burning behind his eyes was unmistakable.
Slowly, Gideon leaned closer toward him. “Then perhaps I should remove the part of you that continues to fail me.”
Philip stiffened at his response.
“You will find Professor Wilson…” His voice lowered into something cold and venomous. “Or I will rip out your tongue and break every bone within your weak body.”
Philip immediately nodded in understanding, not daring to look away. “I will find her for you…and y/n…”.
Gideon adjusted his posture and stormed away to continue his experiments.
Morning came quicker than usual as you went to the kitchen to brew yourself a cup of coffee.
“Hmm” you tapped your chin as you scrolled through the reports Leon had sent you.
“They're exactly the same. The markings on their internal organs…the way the bodies were opened….” You sighed deeply, rubbing your forehead in frustration.
Once your coffee machine beeped, you walked over to your fridge to grab the creamer.
Your mind raced with questions and concerns about this whole ordeal. It was complicated, especially when your boss didn't want to do anything until he received evidence from the DSO.
“Argh!” you growled in frustration, pouring your creamer in your ceramic cup.
“I have to do something…I can't just stand idly by while millions of lives are at stake…..” You turned at your heels and rushed into your living room to get to work on your laptop.
“What do we got Sherry?” Leon spoke over the comms.
“We got four more bodies by the railroad tracks. Officers are at the scene and I told their dispatch that you'll be coming.”
“Jesus….four more bodies?”
“Yep and by the looks of it…..” Sherry swallowed hard. “......They're hollow inside.”
Silence.
“Run that back again, Sherry?” Leon held in a gasp.
Sherry let out a low worryful sigh, “The bodies don't have their internal organs nor any blood left in their system. They're completely empty.”
“Fuck me…” Leon grabbed the gear shift of his Porsche and shifted it, stepping on the gas pedal to arrive at the scene as quickly as possible.
After Leon arrived at the scene, he stepped under the police tape and followed the first officer who was on the scene.
“Government agency you say?”
“Yeah and that's all I can say Office tamine” Leon kneeled down in front of the first covered body to examine it.
“Tch, always fucking secrets with these goddamn agencies. People are dying left and right and all they care about is their secrecy.”
Leon remained silent, his expression hardening when he saw the body's chest completely open, everything within them was gone.
“Did you find any internal organs around the body?” Leon re-covered the body and stood to his original height.
Officer tamine shook his head, “No, we didn't find anything. Not even a drop of fucking blood. Whoever this serial killer is…he's a fucking lunatic.”
“Shit” Leon sighed deeply as he grabbed his phone and dialed your number.
[Your ring tone for your phone]
The sound of your phone ringing beside you rang along your ears. Extending out your hand, you grabbed it and answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Hey y/n, it's Leon. How's your morning been?”
“Good, just doing some work at home. Care to explain why you're calling so early?” You giggled.
“Heh…yeah uh…is there any possible way you can…come to my location?”
“You okay, Leon?” you asked with worry.
“Yeah I just…we found more bodies…and…it doesn't look good.”
“Fuck…send me your location and I'll be there as quick as I can” you hung up your phone and rushed off your couch to get dressed.
“I found her Doctor Gideon.”
“Who?” Gideon asked as he carefully removed the heart of one of his experiments.
“Professor Wilson. I know her location.”
“What are you waiting for then? An invitation?” Gideon coldly scolded Philip.
Philip's gaze lowered upon hearing Gideon's response, “I'll bring her here then.”
Silence.
As Philip turned around to leave for Professor Wilson's home, he grabbed a worn tool bag filled with everything necessary to transport a body undetected.
“Argh…” A low growl escaped Philip's throat as a violent surge of anger suddenly rushed through his body. His hand tightening painfully around the strap of the bag.
Gideon's head slowly tilted toward him. The fury simmering within Gideon had begun bleeding through the connection they shared.
After Philip left, he cleaned the blood off his hands and jotted down a few notes. “This hive connection is impressive. My emotions can travel to another host easily…hmm…”.
“Professor! Professor!”
“Hello Vivian! How can I help you?” Professor Wilson smiled as she began to pack her things.
“I just wanted to clarify that our homework is due next week, correct?” Vivian grabbed her notebook and waited for her response.
“Yes, Chapter 4 homework is due on BlackBoard next week at midnight.”
“Perfect, thank you so much Professor! Have a wonderful weekend” Vivian smiled as she waved goodbye after writing down the due date in her notebook.
“Of course and if you need any help, please reach out to me by email” Diedra finished packing her things and proceeded out of the classroom.
“Pshh, wonder what I am going to eat for lunch when I get home?” she mumbled to herself, her heels clacking loudly against the marble floors.
“Diedra, hello~”
“Oh Tiana, how are things?” Diedra rolled her eyes secretly, despising that she had to be annoyed by her boss before she headed home.
“They’re fine. I am so sorry to be bothering you as you're heading home, but Daniel needs the copies of your syllabus to make sure that they are up to date with necessary information” Tiana followed closely beside her.
“Oh dammit, I forgot to send him that. When I get home, I’ll log into my computer and send him the files. Thank you and have a great weekend” she huffed, pushing open the university doors and rushing down the steps to head to her car.
From afar, a lone man sat waiting in a red lexus, watching as Professor Diedra strutted over to her car. His expression was stern and focused on her, like his life depended on it.
Within minutes, she backed out of her parking spot and drove down the road. The man followed closely behind her, but kept it subtle as to not alert her that someone was following her.
“Leon” you gasped as you stepped out of your car, locking it behind you and rushed towards him.
“Hey” Leon waved to you.
“Where are the body’s?”
“They’re down here, come on.”
“Hey, hey, who’s she? I thought I made myself clear of no outside civilians” Officer Tamine raised a hand to stop you both from entering.
“She’s not a civilian Officer, she’s a chief medical examiner and is part of my team” Leon sternly spoke, having enough of his attitude.
Officer Tamine looked you up and down, as if you were a rare sight, but kept it under wraps. “Jesus….fine…but no more surprises, Mr. Kennedy.”
“He seems to like you” You giggled as you walked under the yellow tape and trailed beside him.
“What? Mr. Hard ass over there? Yeah I think not” Leon let out a low chuckle.
You shook your head playfully, carefully walking down the small hill towards the railroad tracks, your heart sinking deep into your chest at the sight of four bodies covered in a white sheet.
Leon turned his attention towards you, noticing the color draining from your face, “Hey…you don’t have to go down there…if you don’t want to?”
“I’m fine Leon, thanks. I just….wasn’t expecting four bodies already” you gulped, shakily grabbing onto his arm.
“Fuck, you’re shaking y/n. I don’t think you should-”
“Shush you blondie” you flashed him a nervous smile, releasing his arm and continuing forward.
Carefully kneeling down in front of the first body, you pulled the sheet off, noticing the body was of a 25 year old woman with a surgical incision that ran from her neck to her groin and it seemed that her cardiovascular system had no trace of blood whatsoever.
“What can you determine?” Leon stood beside you, arms crossed, concern rising within him.
“It looks like-” you paused in your words, pulling on a medical glove to examine the body more closely.
“She is missing all her vital organs and her blood” you pushed your fingers near the incision site and opened the body slightly.
Suddenly, the woman’s body began to jitter and shake uncontrollably. “Huh?” you gasped.
“Y/n, move!” Leon shouted as he hooked his hands underneath your arms and pulled you back.
The woman groaned in agony, her body contorting and writhing in strange movements.
“What the hell is going on?!” You cried out, scrambling onto your feet and holding onto Leon tightly.
“Fuck me…they turned into zombies!” Leon quickly grabbed his firearm and loaded it.
“Oh shit!” Two officers noticed the disturbance from afar and grabbed their pistols to open fire.
“What the hell is going on with her, Leon?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never seen a zombie mutate without any sort of internal organs or blood circulating their system.”
Then, the woman screeched loudly, the surgical incision that ran along the front portion of her body growing razor sharp teeth.
“Calling all units, we need to back up…argh!!” One of the officers from afar screamed as one of the other bodies jumped onto him, tearing into his flesh.
“Find cover!” Leon ordered you as he began to fire at the creature in front of him.
The woman zombie roared in distress as it was fired at by Leon. This alerted the other three zombies, their attention shifting towards protecting her.
“Shit, shit, shit!” Leon shouted as he was tackled by one of the zombies.
“Leon!” you gasped, stopping in your tracks and rushing over towards one of the officer’s bodies and grabbing their pistol.
“Fucker!” he grabbed his axe and sliced it deep into the zombies neck, killing it instantly.
“Ah!” you shouted as you shot at the two other zombies. Surprisingly, you head-shotted both of them, their bodies falling limp on the ground.
“Nghh~” the woman zombie came towards you, grabbing you and lifting you off the ground.
“Let me go!” You screamed in fear.
A low rumbling growl emanated from her enormous mouth, readying herself to devour you whole, but stopped suddenly.
“W-What?” you looked at her terrified, but something seemed off. It was as if she was studying you, like you were something important.
The woman zombie turned towards the railroad tracks, quickly carrying you away.
“Leon!” You struggled against this creature, trying with all your might to shoot at her.
Leon looked around to check if there were any zombies left, his chest tightening at the sight of officers' dead corpses scattered across the crime scene. Though, his attention snapped towards you being taken by the enormous woman zombie.
“I’m coming!” He shouted to you, grabbing a lone shotgun that rested in a crate and charged towards the beast.
“Hey!” Leon yelled at the zombie, shooting a fatal shot to her back, causing her to drop you.
As your body hit the hard soil ground, you crawled away quickly, holding the pistol close to you in case you had to defend yourself.
“That’s right…..” Leon shot at her once again, her unnatural body writing in pure agony.
Then, with the final shot, the zombie fell limp to the ground, the sheer weight causing the very ground to shudder.
Leon panted heavily, tossing the empty shotgun and rushing to aid you. “Hey, hey, you’re alright” he tried to reassure you.
“What just happened Leon?” you looked up at him, fear clearly written across your face.
“By the looks of it, a trap” he helped you up, softly caressing your side.
“Dammit, why all this fucking traffic” Diedra growled in annoyance, rolling down her window to ask the officer who was directing the jam.
“Excuse me officer, what seems to be the issue?”
“Just a crime scene ma’am, please move along” the officer gestured to her to keep driving forward.
“Hmmm, hope everyone is okay” Diedra rolled her window back up and continued down the line, unbeknownst to her that someone was following her.
Philip drove closely behind her, his hand twitching uncontrollably, his patience running thin.
Although, just a few centimeters to the left was where you and Leon were. You were approaching your car, clearly taken aback by what had just occurred.
“Thank you Leon, for saving me. I-I don’t know why…I just…froze..and-”
“You didn’t freeze up y/n. You head shot two zombies from afar. That is clearly impressive work for someone who has never held a gun before in her life.”
“Hey” You teasingly shoved him, grabbing your keys and unlocking your car.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah, how about you? You almost got eaten by the walking dead out there.”
“I’ll live” he joked, turning his attention to Officer Tamine who miraculously survived the whole ordeal.
“Call me when you get home, okay?” Leon hugged you goodbye before returning to the scene.
Philip drove up closely behind Diedra’s car, a loud sigh escaping his lips, hoping that by the time he gets out of this long line, he can finally capture her.
“This is taking fucking forever…” he grumbled, rubbing his forehead in frustration. He then decided to roll down his window to get some of the fresh air.
Although, his head turned towards a woman who was entering her car to the left of him. She seemed familiar, but he shrugged it away, driving forward and down the road, finally getting out of the traffic jam.
At last Diedra finally entered her home, rain hammering softly against her windows and the sound of a car parking just outside her residence.
“Thomas?” she called to her husband while slipping off her coat.
“Hey sweetheart, how was work?” Thomas called from the kitchen.
“It was good, I'm gonna go upstairs to change and then you can tell me how yours was!” Diedra chuckled as she rushed upstairs to their bedroom to slip off her chalk covered dress.
Thomas grinned at how sweet she was, continuing to chop the vegetables on the cutting board.
Crash!
Thomas jumped at the sound of glass breaking, his hand gripping the handle of his knife tightly. “Who's there?” He called.
Slowly but surely, he trailed into his dimly lit living room, the knife held in the air as he was ready to strike whatever came at him.
The wind howled against the broken window, the curtains elegantly flowing forward as the cold air entered the room.
“Hello?” He asked again, turning around and his gasp was silenced by someone charging at him all of a sudden.
“Phew, today was a long day Thomas” Diedra yawned, entering the kitchen and picking up a slice of pepper from the cutting board.
“Thomas?”
No answer.
Her brow furrowed slightly as she slowly walked out of the kitchen and entered the living room, noticing the lights were off.
Although, her eyes noticed a faint silhouette standing by the broken window.
“Oh Thomas, who broke our window?” She sighed deeply, turning on the light and approaching him.
“Hun, are you okay?” Diedra placed her hand on his shoulder and turned him around.
Diedra screamed loudly at the sight of her husband, his eyes were gone. Dark hollow sockets stared lifeless back at her while fresh blood stained the collar of his shirt.
Her body staggered backwards in horror, “No…no…no!!!”
Then another voice spoke from behind her, “Professor Wilson.”
Diedra's body spun around, her breath catching in her throat, “Philip?”
Philip stepped closer to her, but something was off about him. His movements looked stiff, controlled, and his pupils unnaturally dilated.
“You were always kind to y/n” he said calmly.
“She appreciated that greatly.”
Fear crawled up Diedra's spine upon hearing her old student speak in this way, “Philip….what happened to you?”
A faint smile spread across his lips, “We are becoming part of something greater.”
Diedra acted quickly as she ran towards the kitchen to grab something to defend herself, but it was too late.
Philip surged forward and struck her hard, darkness consuming her vision as she fell onto the ground unconscious.
“Hmphm” he chuckled deviously, walking over to his bag and pulling out some rope.
“You over there, help me.”
Thomas groaned lowly as he inhumanly walked over to Philip, helping him tie up Diedra. He was part of the hive now and there will be many more to come.