(A/N: So first of all, I wanted to apologize for my sudden disappearance. School just started for me again so not so much free time now. Anyway, this came to me after playing the Parasite Eve series (well, the first two at least). I have played The 3rd Birthday but… yeah I won't even go into that. While I'm sure there are plenty of fanfics stating this, I wanted this to be a true sequel to the second game and I will try to stick to the series as best I can, characters and otherwise. Anyway, the Parasite Eve series belongs to Square-Enix (although after that last game, are they still worthy of having it?) and all OCs are my own.)

Prologue

Christmas Eve, 1997…I'll never forget it. It was the beginning of six horrible and memorable events known now as the New York Incident. As a rookie cop of the NYPD, my colleagues and I were swept into that mess, but I was the one who played a major role in stopping it. At the same time the being known as Eve, or Mitochondrial Eve due to the mitochondria in her cells, awoke inside Melissa Pearce, so did I; and I was suddenly endowed with strange powers because of my special cells.

Eve only wanted one thing: for all mitochondria to take over their hosts and rule this planet as supreme beings. She almost succeeded too with the birth of an ultimate being, powerful enough to take out an entire United States Navy Fleet. It was only with the help of my friends Daniel and Maeda, who created special ammunition injected with my own cells that I was ultimately able to kill the creature. But nothing prepared me for what I had to do next…

At the top of the Chrysler Building, I found out the horrible truth that my own sister Maya, who I had presumed died years ago, was still alive and was the original Eve. She had planned on her sister failing and hid herself away. My poor sister…she had no idea of the being that possessed her. Unfortunately, the only way to end this nightmare once and for all was to kill her, kill my little sister. In the end…she was the one who saved me from Eve. Even though she was gone, Maya would always be with me. And sometimes, fate was a funny thing…

Three years later, I had quit the force and joined the special MIST unit of the FBI, tasked with hunting down neo-mitochondrial creatures (NMCs) that infested parts of the United States. It was on one of those missions I discovered ANMCS, which were once human beings. I was then led to a facility in the Mojave Desert that bred these horrible creatures. It was there I met Kyle Madigan, who at the time I didn't know was a double agent of the United States government working to uncover the organization behind that facility. It was there I also found Eve, a young girl who was created from my own DNA, which was the cause of the ANMCs in the first place. With Kyle's help, along with the U.S. Army, we were able to shut the facility down for good.

Eve, who was being used to control those creatures as well as bring about another Ultimate Being, lost her powers and became a normal child, like everyone else. I adopted her as my sister and we couldn't be any happier together. As for Kyle, he had disappeared for almost a year but eventually came back into our lives. I…didn't think that either of us would fall for each other but we did, and now that he no longer had to worry about being chased down by the government we all lived as one happy family.

Three years have passed since that horrendous event…I ended up retiring from the FBI in order to spend more time with Kyle and Eve. She would be starting high school soon after all. Kyle, ironically, has now taken a job as a private investigator and has been busy constantly. I really thought the storm had passed and I could live peacefully with my family.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. It seemed that history had a way of repeating itself…

Moscow, Russia – March 23, 2004

Red Square was quite the sight to behold all year around but most found it most beautiful during the winter time. A late winter storm was blowing through, dumping snow throughout the Russian capital. It was late now and most of the people were inside bundling up to stay warm.

However, one figure was walking out in the cold, bundled up in a large trench coat and walking near the edge of the Kremlin Wall. They then stopped and looked past the wall, towards where the Kremlin laid. The figure could tell the President was inside now, and the area would be surrounded by guards. Getting in would be impossible but that wouldn't be an issue.

The figure then focused on one of the guards inside the palace, who just happened to be guarding the area where the President was resting. Perfect. The guard would never notice that someone was diving into his mind, but then again, even if he did regain consciousness it would be too late. Unfortunately, the guard didn't have a weapon on him but once again it did not matter.

The guard opened the door slowly and crept inside. The president appeared to be a heavy sleeper and didn't even notice the door opening. How pitiful. The guard then looked around and saw a small knife lying on the table on the opposite side.

He then grabbed the knife and grabbed a pillow as well. He suddenly took the pillow and pressed it hard against the president's face. At the same time, he started stabbing the president in the chest. The president immediately woke up and cried out in pain, only for it to be muffled by the pillow. The president was a strong man of course, but somehow he couldn't shake off his killer. Due to him being suffocated, repeatedly stabbed and losing blood quickly, the president didn't last long. As soon as he could feel the president's heartbeat disappear, he stopped and threw away the knife. It was done.

You are no longer needed…

For the briefest second, the guard came to and only had seconds to look horrified at what just happened. Suddenly, he then burst into flames.

(A/N: For this last part, the song I'm using is "A.Y.A (Theme of Aya Primary Mix) from Parasite Eve.)

White House – Washington, D.C.

Being an aide to the President of the United States had its value, but unfortunately the last thing he wanted to do was interrupt the president during the night. He then knocked on the door to the president's room and prayed that the president would at least be in a decent mood.

The door then opened and the president looked both surprised and annoyed. "Yes, what is it?" he asked.

"Mr. President, there's been a certain turn of events…"

"Does it have to be addressed now?" the president asked gruffly.

"I'm afraid it does sir. You see, there's been a report that the Russian President has been killed."

Now he had the president's full attention. "Killed? You mean an assassin!?"

"It hasn't fully been confirmed sir, but from what I heard, it was one of the guards that did it… and then he caught fire."

There was a long pause. "Did I hear you right?" the president asked. "You said he caught on fire, not set himself on fire?"

"That's what Russian officials are saying sir…"

"Dear God… it can't possibly be happening again…" the president said gravely. "Okay, I want the director of the FBI here as well as the head official of MIST."

"Sir?"

*"I hope I'm wrong about this… but I feel we may be faced with another crisis like New York… and while you're at it, ask MIST to get hold of Special Agent Aya Brea. If I'm right… we're going to need all the help we can get…"

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