Blanket Disclaimer: CAPCOM owns Resident Evil/Biohazard and all related characters, plots, and settings. I neither even own a copy of a Resident Evil game nor work for CAPCOM, so that's a wash...
Also, blanket dedication to sniiperinthebrain over on Tumblr/Sir Badassington over here. -waves- If you happen to read these, hope you enjoy.
"No… I think everyone else is here to serve my experiments!" Alexia declared, and began advancing on the genetically inferior siblings, tittering wildly as she assumed her true form...
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Twelve-year-old Alfred froze in the middle of pulling the dress over his head. The caged rats substituting for foes squeaked. "I… ah… Back so soon from the labs, Alexia?" he asked, finishing the job as he turned towards her.
She regarded him flatly from the bedroom doorway. "Why orange confetti, brother?"
"Alexia, I swear I can explain, I do…" I couldn't actually set anything on fire…