Child of the Humanity's Curse
Konnichwa! This is not my first fanfic, but it is indeed my first here. I grew addicted to the game and I wanted to spice some things up. Let me you what you think! :D
Arigato!
Child of the Humanity's Curse
Chapter 1: Nadine
Report: Dawn (Top Secret)
Our dream…is to create a perfect society…with power intact…with the perfect weapon at hand. With many attempts, Umbrella can finally accomplish its mission.
Her name is Dawn. She is the Dawn of the new time of weaponry. She was completed only a few weeks ago and is the perfect weapon to fight our enemy. She is a daughter of the age-old dream…she is the perfect specimen of the Umbrella Corporation.
Although the prototype is successful (Specimen 00: Wesker), it does not have the ability to be controlled and even our latest creation (Specimen 01: Sherry), has that same problem. Dawn can be controlled by us and therefore prove even useful to Umbrella.
It is the new dawn of man and weaponry. Dawn will be the answer to man's problems.
Conclusion: Specimen 02 (Dawn) was a success. T-X Virus injection: Success.
Condition of Specimen: Stable and normal. No complications reported
Human condition: No complications reported. Seems to have contained her humanity.
Report: 18:56 filed on December 19, 2008 by Dr. Augustus Robins
A few days later….
News Report: TSBN Evening News
December 24, 2008 22:07
"Reports of rampage continue to come in…it seems that Leader Gustine Meyerbeer, top commander of the UN is killed…it seems from an assassination…police cannot conform how the intruder killed Meyerbeer…seems that now police are not telling who is responsible…funeral services for Meyerbeer are being planned…the UN cabinet is joining up tomorrow to seek out a new candidate for the job…"
FBI Report 396874: Agent Amelia Ferguson
DNA evidence seems to point in a biological weapon…we can see the reemergence of Umbrella here. Have sent blood samples to HQ with inconclusive results. Need to obtain real sample to see if this is an threat. Damn…Umbrella may be coming back. Report filed 12-23-08 01:36
FBI report 396889 Director of FBI Robert Regis Cabot
Deploying agents to obtain sample, which is known as Dawn? Selection is brief but concise.
Deployed to Munich, Germany, where reports seems to lead that's where Dawn is.
Report Filed 12-29-08 17:28
"We must learn to walk before we can run. So therefore, don't rush and leave a message. Beep"
"Hey, Nadine? It's me. I was wondering when you would be coming back. I know that you said by Thursday…it's Sunday and I miss you. Damn, I sound like a pansy…but I really mean it. I miss you. So let me know when you're coming back…so we can get back together and have some home-cooked dinner from yours truly. Well, see you later babe."
Specimen 02: Dawn
Name of Specimen: FBI Agent Nadine Hargreaves
Age: 26
DOB: 01-09-1982
Description: Black hair, grey eyes. Italian. 5'6 55kg. Lean and in the best physical shape.
Blood Type: O White blood count: Minimal other counts: Normal.
Date Obtained: 12-18-2008
Job: Top secret agent (FBI, MI6) negotiator with Japanese, Chinese, English, Italian, Turkish, Korean, and German governments. Ambassador.
Special Info: Orphan, martial arts, no genetic abnormalities. Knowledge of biohazard diseases. Perfect.
Special notes: Her transformation and her adaptability with the host virus are successful. No abnormal physical mutations. Seems she has bonded with the virus. Tests will be run to see how she has adapted to the virus. Test against Tyrant 03.
Report filed by Dr. Robins. 22:45 12-20-08
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The air inside the office made Leon cringe; he could only describe it in one word: hostile. He looked around the office, smiling at the simplicity of it. Director Robert Regis Cabot was one man who didn't want to spend his limited, yet vast government salary on a luxurious office. He could see the wood had lost its color on the bookshelves; many of the paintings held bland colors that made the paintings seem they had lost their sophistication; the plain color of the carpet that seemed sullied even after the night crew had cleaned it. The man had no pictures on his desk, but a vase that held dying flowers and his nameplate, dull from it once illustrious shine still held his name: Director Robert R. Cabot. If that wasn't enough, Robert was all part of this hostile office. Robert was not a man Leon would want to approach for a friendly chat. Behind the desk of this simple office sat a man who wore dark-shaded glasses and looked at a person through them without expressing any sense of feeling. Robert always had his hands crossed over themselves, his sharp chin resting on them. He always gloves, white ones, over his hands; no one knew why he does that but one tends to think that he has burns or scars under those white gloves. His hair was as dark as a raven and was spiked up in the same way. He wore the same expression as he wore the same clothes every day. This man didn't care for the simple pleasures of life. He was made to make life just undemanding and always about the missions. At least Leon knew that this man could understand how he would feel sometimes after a mission.
Yet, Leon thought that Robert would not understand the feeling that ravaged over him for the past week. Usually, he would probably ignore such feeling and go on his merry way, but this feeling was one of worry, surprise, and loneliness. This person had been gone for a week away in some foreign country and still hasn't returned. Leon wasn't aware of Nadine Hargreaves' mission and where she was at; she wasn't at liberty to give him that information. But at the last night they were together, Nadine looked up at Leon and blushed with joy; she was to go the Germany to help the CDC with some biohazard stuff. He could not forget how her eyes shined with admiration, her face in a tinge of crimson, and her body ready, in Leon's mind, to kill some badass disease.
For the time he knew Nadine Hargreaves, Leon understood her feelings towards missions. She was the one who would take on any mission, regardless of the danger, and complete it with a smile on her face (even though she would rather). Although at first glance, Nadine seemed an unapproachable woman, who shunned everyone away and think of only herself. Yet, she opened up to him after one of the missions they had together had gone wrong and he saved Nadine from death. Nadine, whose eyes were hard and cold, accepted Leon.
Up till now, Nadine had reminded him a someone he harbored the same feelings for. It had only been months after the mission to save Ashley Graham from Saddler that Leon had last seen Ada Wong. For those weeks after that dreadful mission, Leon could not help but see Ada revitalized in his dreams and in his memories. Ada, a piece of the puzzle for Albert Wesker and the reemergence of Umbrella, was the one who he saw die with his own eyes. In spite of that she came back; her features, despite the injuries she suffered, her face, her smile, were still there. All of her, all of Ada Wong, was there. Even her uncanny nature to for work those in the other side, to work for Albert Wesker of all people. He still had not forgotten all about the woman who once tampered in his dreams, who brought with her nothing but feelings of rejection, sadness, and despair.
Did Nadine harbor the same nature that Ada does? Leon could not say. In a way, Nadine was like Ada: strong, fearless, intelligent, distant and desirable. The only thing that they shared, if these two women ever met, was their love for the American agent. Ada could not show it, but reply that she did have feelings towards him. Even Nadine, who hated to talk to people and interact, would glare at you and say it was none of their business. Who can deny that she indeed have feelings for Leon Kennedy?
Robert, who looked at a stack of papers in front of him, nodded at the chair in front of his desk. Leon made his way there, attempting to sit in a second-hand plush chair, and stared at his boss, awaiting his orders.
Robert gave Leon the top file of his stack of papers and took out a cigar. A few moments later, Robert sighed and leaned back. "Agent Kennedy, we had lost one of our finest agents a few days ago. I am sorry to inform you that your colleague, Nadine Hargreaves, has died in one of her missions. Now, we are not sure how…"
Leon mind went blank once he heard those words, Nadine Hargreaves has died. He gripped hard on his file and Leon had felt lost. All he wanted to do was to tear the file he held apart and throw everything in the office. He wanted to grab Robert by his jacket and yell at his face, shaking him as hard as he could. He couldn't understand how Leon was feeling at that moment.
Leon saw images in his mind of Nadine, the shine of her long, raven hair, the glimmer of happiness of her eyes, the fullness of her lips, the color of her skin. He felt at the all he had ever hoped for with this woman was gone. He tried to feel her again in his arms and knew that attempt proved to be worthless. He closed his eyes, not waiting to show his feeling of grief in front of the boss, who obviously did not know the relationship between ex-MI6 Agent Nadine Hargreaves and American agent Leon Scott Kennedy.
Robert, who noticed Leon lack of interaction of the information concerning the mission, stood up and looked out the window. Leon, who saw this, stared at the man, who turned away from him. Robert opened the window and sat back down, returning to his original stance. He looked hard upon Leon, who looked like a child lost in a rainstorm.
"Kennedy, as of today, on 21:30, you will aboard a plane that is headed to Frankfurt, Germany. Your mission will start when you land there. This mission is of gathering information and a continuation of Miss Hargreaves' mission. Her mission was no to find a new cure or help the CDC; her mission was to gather information on the new actions taken but the Umbrella corporation. She was with three American scientists are missing, not dead. You must gather any information regarding her mission and any thing that you can account for the missing scientists and bring them back at all costs. This is now classified top secret. This mission will require you to see if Umbrella is coming back."
Leon, who took moments to understand what was to become of him, stared hard at the director. He shook his head. "I knew it. I knew that Umbrella would come. I told you this after I came back. I told that Umbrella was behind the scenes in Spain. Damn it! Damn it all.."
He bowed his head and rage boiled up inside him. He knew that in some way, Albert Wesker was to blame for Nadine's death. He couldn't think that even Ada had a hand in her death. Robert, who crumpled his cigar, crossed his hands together, and stared at Leon, continuing with his briefing.
"Leon, you will not be protecting anyone or rescuing anyone. I have assigned a different agent to take your place for the president. Forget that trip to Israel with the President. You're going to Munich, Germany, find out how Nadine died and who is causing the deaths of top officials in Germany. I want debriefing after 48 hours."
Leon nodded slowly, understanding what is asked for him. He couldn't believe what he has to do. My job, then is to become the undertaker and the coroner. The big hero to stop Umbrella's track. My job, is to find how someone could kill Nadine…bull.
Someone there is going to tell me that…hopefully Ada can tell me who had killed Nadine…
"Open that file Leon. You'll find everything you need there. Good Luck." Leon scoffed at the last comment. Usually, he would say, "Like I'll need it Director." or something smarmy and head out of the door. But at the moment, he sat there, not wanting to do anything the director told him to do. Can't he just refuse and grieve alone? No. Leon knew that is he wanted to avenge for her death, but did he? Did want to face all those character that once haunted his dreams? Did he want to go back to the past and try to destroy Umbrella?
"Leon? Leon?" Leon looked up to see Robert, his glasses off, staring at Leon. He saw that Robert's eyes were a blue that would usually been seen in sky after rain. Leon was taken back, noticing that the director was not in many mood to see a man break apart after knowing an agent died at the job. Robert closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Leon, you better put your god damn feelings away. I don't need any of it. You job is to complete Nadine's mission and discover what is going on in Germany. I don't want another agent death. I need you to go now, pack your things, and head out to the airport. Take flight 345 headed to London then from there take the 546 flight to Munich Germany. There, a field agent will direct you where you need to go. I will set up another agent to contact you throughout the mission. This top priority. I want to see how one of my best got killed. So go. Once the mission is over, you can grieve. I'm sorry Kennedy, but we have no time for this. I'm sorry."
"Is that all you can say director. I don't mean to be blunt but you just want me to just forget that a person called Nadine Hargreaves is dead? Goddamn it Robert! You have no idea what the fuck is going on. I just lost my girlfriend. I just lost a friend. I just lost one of my best colleagues, as you so candidly put it. You have no fucking idea how I feel right now…goddamn it." He had never questioned the director before. He behaved like a good boy and fetch the man whatever he wanted. Once Leon spat out those words, he was embarrassed and stood up.
"I will report to you in 48 hours. See you later Director." As he turned to leave Robert got up and looked out his window. His last words to Leon before he left the room were, "Agent Kennedy, catch the bastard that took Nadine. That's your mission. You know what to do."