Summary: Set in an undisclosed location, Richtofen continues to lead Victis through his grand scheme. Samuel and Richtofen have an argument, which is ultimately resolved by Richtofen making Stuhlinger beg for forgiveness
You Carved Your Name into My Heart Again - An Ultimis Richtofen x OC Fic
Luke Price has been held captive for an indeterminate amount of time. Richtofen is experimenting to see all that element 115 is capable of. It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
I've had this in my drafts for the last couple of years, but I've put off actually posting it. I wanted to wait until I had posted my longfic inserting Luke into the universe, but that's not happening any time soon lol. So I wanted this out of my drafts, and out there for other people to enjoy!
Dr Brandt had been pleasantly surprised at a job offer to work for the secret government organisation Omega. However, things take a turn when her boss decides she’s more of a nuisance than a valuable member of the group. How will Dr Brandt survive when thrust into a new world, one where the actions of four men will dictate the survival of the universe?
Now that the threat of the creatures had apparently died down, the others started setting up a camp with whatever materials they could find. They leave me in the same room they took me to before. My limbs feel weak and strained, my head consumed by a dull ache. After a while though, I decide I need to help. Taking the blankets and pillows from the room, I walk over to a larger room, adjacent to the kitchen. The others are already there, creating makeshift beds.
The Russian turns as he hears someone enter the room. “Ah, little woman. We did not want to disturb you.”
I smile slightly, placing down the blankets on the cold metal floor. “I thought it only best to help, as gratitude for you all not killing me earlier…”
“We don’t tend to kill pretty women, just freakbags.” The American- I think his name was Dempsey, winks.
“Freakbags? Oh you mean the reanimates? The corpses?”
“You seem familiar with hell pigs, like you have seen them before?” Nikolai questions, eyes narrowed on me. The others look too.
“Yeah I uh…we have them where I come from-” I awkwardly try to explain, fiddling with my fingers to calm my nerves.
“And where exactly is that?” The Japanese man pries.
“I-its a long story, I don’t want to bore you with the details.”
“We have time, missy.” My eyes dart around to look at all of them, I’m going to have to explain…I’m sure they’ll understand.
“I was uh…just at a research facility in Vietnam…working for Спецгруппа Омега…we had the undead too, I was in charge of researching them.” They seem to soften slightly at my admission, probably just because I’m not being secretive.
“Ah, doll’s a scientist. Explains the coat. I do love me a lady with brains.” The others roll their eyes at this.
“But you are not Russian?”
“No, I do speak Russian but I’m originally from England.” Dempsey walks over.
“And how old are you doll, if you don’t mind me asking. You’re over 18 right?” I recoil at his statement.
“I’m 25. But if you weren’t lying in saying this is 1945, then I guess I haven’t been born yet. Where I came from, it was 1984.” They don’t seem too surprised by this, is time travel normal to them?
“We just traveled to future too, well this is future to us. We travelled here from France, during Great War.” Strange. These men have also manipulated space time to end up in 1945, however in the opposite direction. But 1945, a big facility containing these creatures…this isn’t right. I know aetherium and the creatures were discovered by the Germans during World War Two, but this isn’t like any of the facilities I have heard of. The creatures look different too, more like actual corpses than the ones I have seen. Could this be a different dimension, a parallel universe perhaps? God! My head is killing me.
“Enough questions for the lady, would you like some food? We don’t have much but I prepare rations for all of us.” The Japanese man asks, offering me a bowl of what appears to be potato soup, I take it thankfully.
“Thank you, uh-sorry I don’t know your name?” He gives a slight bow.
“Takeo Masaki, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
“Dr. Alvarie Brandt.” I reply, bowing back at him. Both holding out soup in our non-dominant hands, Dempsey comes over to introduce himself, shaking my spare hand.
“Tank Dempsey, the pleasure’s all mine.” I take a sip of the soup.
“Nikolai Belinski, and the crazy German you met earlier is Richtofen. I’d keep away from him.” I take another sip of my soup before replying.
“You don’t like Germans? Ah…world wars.” Nikolai lets out a grumble.
“You forget about world war so quickly?” I shake my head.
“No, it's just my parents are German so I tend to forget about that whole prejudice thing… People are pretty much over it where I come from.”
“You’re German?” Dempsey asks, looking annoyed.
“Well my parents are, but I grew up in England.” He grunts as he nods, seemingly still annoyed.
We all finish eating our soup. “We should probably go and bring some soup to Richtofen. As much as I do not trust the crazy German, he does seem to be the only one with a clue of what to do.” Nikolai announces, picking up a the fifth bowl.
“I can go take it to him?” The others look at me.
“No, we’re not letting you go to Richtofen alone.” Nikolai grumbles.
“It’ll be fine, I can thank him for looking over me earlier.” I assure. Dempsey rolls his eyes.
“Fine, but if you come back with a scratch, I’m gonna kill him.” Nikolai hands me a bowl and I leave the room. Walking down the corridor I realise that I have absolutely no idea where Richtofen is.
“Where would he be…where would he be?” I mutter to myself as I stroll past the many doorways. The library? Maybe? I enter the room, walking down the long aisles of books, all collecting dust, until I hear some noise. The sound of pages turning.
“Richtofen?” I call out quietly as I turn the corner. I see him sat at a table, surrounded by piles of books, frustrated.
“Vat do you vant?” He grunts as I approach his table slowly, placing down the soup.
“I just wanted to bring you some food, and to thank you for checking over me earlier..” He looks up from his book briefly.
“You’re velcome.” He gives a fake smile. “Now leave.” His harsh tone causes me to frown.
“Sorry.” I reply meekly, starting to walk away before he stops me, grabbing my arm.
“Vait!” I turn back, looking into his silvery blue eyes. “I shuppose I schould ask you some questions, Doctor Brandt.” He gestures for me to take the seat opposite him, I do so, cautiously sitting down.
“Sure…” He snaps close the book in his hand before placing it down on the table.
“How exactly did you get here? You are not shupposed to be here.” I don’t dare make eye contact with him, just continuing to look down at my hands.
“I was thrown into a teleporter, by my boss…against my will.” He hums in response.
“Und you sink zat I believe you? How do I know you veren’t sent here to shtop me?” At this accusation, I dart my eyes up to his.
“Sent to stop you? I didn’t even know where I was? My boss just hated me and threw me into a portal, and I ended up here!”
“Vhy vould your boss srow you into a teleporter?” He questions, leaning back in his chair, a hand on his chin.
“He hated me! He thought I tried to kill him when one of the specimens I was dissecting woke up on the table. How was I supposed to know? I thought it was dead.”
“Shpecimens? Do you mean the hell shpawn? You were researching hell shpawn?” I nod vigorously.
“I was part of Спецгруппа Омега, a soviet research group dedicated to the study of trans-dimensional travel and the fauna and flora of the Dark Aether! I promise, I have no idea what’s going on here! I just want to go home.”
“Hmm…zee dark aeser…interessant…vielleicht hat sie nützliche informationen…”
“Ja! I’m sure I do! Just please, don’t hurt me.” His eyes again connect with mine.
“Du sprichst Deutsch? Ah you get more and more interesting, Doktor.” He chuckles lowly.
“Please, I just want to go home.” I almost beg, my voice losing it’s prominence as my resolve withers away.
“Zen go home!” He snaps back.
“I don’t know how!”
He stands up, slamming his hands down on the table. “Tomorrow vee vill turn on zhe power und fix zhe teleporter. Hopefully I’ll be able to find your previous location und get you out of zhe vay.” I flinch, pushing myself backwards on the chair.
“That’s all I want…I didn’t want to disturb you Richtofen…I’m sorry.”
Dempsey, Nikolai and Takeo sit together in the ‘bedroom’. Their tired bodies ache after a long and brutal fight. Dempsey interrupts the silence, bringing up the one thought he can’t quite seem to get out of his head. “Did you guys notice Richtofen doing something weird when we first got here?”
“Strange describes much of what Richtofen does.” Takeo mumbles, his head rising from his pillow.
“No I mean right after he popped himself… before that girl arrived, he knelt over the body, why?”
“Maybe Richtofen wanted to pay respects, to himself?” Nikolai mused.
“And what is he even doing here anyway? He’s been missing for two fucking years, while we’ve been fighting off hordes of freakbags!” Takeo places a hand on Dempsey’s arm, in a calming motion, or perhaps just to stop him perforating the others eardrums.
“We know not where Richtofen has traveled, but I believe his experiences have changed him…”
“Crazy German is still as crazy as before, wherever he’s been.”
Tank scratches his chin in thought. “Come to think of it…isn’t it a little strange that that girl, Alvarie, just magically turned up here?” The others hum in agreement.
“It is strange, but so is much of what we have experienced.”
“I get that Tak, but here she arrives, this scientist. Who knows about the meat sacks, is german, and is currently alone with Richtofen. I think she works for him!”
“That is quite the accusation, Dempsey. I don’t believe it, the girl looked too scared to have known she would be brought here…”
“Speaking of the lady, she’s been talking to Richtofen for a while now, perhaps we should check she has come to no harm?”
Just as he finishes his sentence, I rush back into the room. “S-sorry, I’m not interrupting am I?” I pant out, having just ran straight from the library, their eyes all settle on me.
“Not at all darlin’, you okay? Richthofen didn’t hurt you did he?” I shake my head, sitting down on the blanket across from Dempsey.
“No, he didn’t. He just scares me a bit is all. Though he said tomorrow once we get the power turned on, he might be able to get me home. Then I’ll be out of your hair, and I can finally get back to work.” I sigh out, relived.
“So you don’t plan on staying then, барышня?” I shake my head vigorously.
“Not at all! No offence- it's just I don’t think I could survive with these creatures just walking around all the time, trying to kill me. I couldn’t even take out one, never mind the amount there was earlier.”
Dempsey chuckles. “We better get you back soon then doll, hordes will come again when that crawler dies.” Strange?
“Is that how they work here? They come in waves?”
Takeo nods. “We do not know why, but they behave so, and follow us wherever we are.” Hmm, this is strange behaviour…maybe I could learn from them. That’s it! If I can find out how these creatures differ from those of the Dark Aether, then maybe Peck will let me join the project again. Maybe he’ll think I’m useful and forgive me!
“You’ll have to tell me everything you know about them!” Nikolai puts out a hand to quell my excitement.
“Maybe tomorrow, I think we should all try to get some sleep while we can..” The others nod in agreement, before settling down on the floor. Is this it? I just have to sleep here in my bloody clothes? Well…I take off my lab coat, settling down in the pile of blankets on the floor, laying my head down on the old pillow. Closing my eyes, I finally realise how tired I really am..slipping into a deep sleep.
Dear Diary,
Sings are going accordink to plan. I have caused fraktures to shplit across zee ‘original’ timeline, just as I was told to do, by killing mein ozer shelf. The ozers do not sheem happy viz my arrival or my course of actions, but zey vill come to realise zat vhat I do, I do only to secure a better tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll be able to reshtore ze power tomorrow before any hell shpawn arrive, zen I can activate ze beacon, und allow Maxis to find us… now what else, ah ze girl. Sche says she’s a doktor, a scientist, shtudying ze hell shpawn, but zis can’t be right, can it? She’s not shupposed to be here, I need to get her out of ze vay, she could mess up ze plan completely. I don’t believe she is from zis timeline, she can’t be, I vould’ve sheen it in ze Kronorium. I’m going to try to send her back, only to get her out of ze vay…failing zat I don’t know vhat I’ll do. I have to admit that’s she’s a distraction, und not a velcome one. I have to shtick to ze plan, I can’t shtop now.
