So, I am finally done with this chapter, and I apologise for the time it took. And and for now it will only be one. I am sorry, I said I would post two chapter each time, but that has changed. I have gotten even less times this days. So I will post when I have time and inspiration. Sometimes it may be only one chapter, sometimes it may be more. But I promise to update as soon as I can, and once again I am sorry.

Anyway, I have mixed feelings about the chapter. I like it, I do, but I also felt like I gave you so damn much information, as you were reading a wiki page. But I had to put the Harry Potter information in here, because it had to make sense. But to all of you who have either read or watch HP, I apologise for the history lesson. And despite what you may think, me personally love Voldemort and Draco as characters! Severus is the favorite, has since I was six years old and read the first book. But Voldemort and Draco aren't far behind, together with Bellatrix, Yaxley, Lucius and Narcissa. I like very few people on the good side, Sirius, Remus and the twins being a few of them. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate all of them either. But anyway, Voldy and Draco make for better villains than Potter, who I actually hate.

Shafiq is a real wizard family from HP, I just took their name, because we know like nothing about them, so they were perfect for this.

Also sorry if Cara is a bit strange here, I try to show how scared she is. And well she will not use more magic, at least not what I plan off, because I think it's boring if she has magic in a world where magic doesn't exist. She will use her healing power, and stuff like that, but well Wesker has those too ;)

And don't worry, you haven't seen the last of Barry! I love him, so I will have more of him in the story. And you will get more of Wesker's past, and I will have changed a few things. And again, I am sorry if Wesker are a bit out of character, but I am starting to get the hang of him, how I want him to be. And I like him this way. I want him to be the character he is, but also being a bit different towards Cara.

Rahl and Fei are as always from Sword of Truth, and Tsubasa Chronicles.

And I will have so much fun writing next chapter, I hope I can do that soon! But I can't promise anything.

Anyway, thank you for reading and reviewing.

Enjoy!


She could tell that Wesker was watching her, as they walked through the forest.
"Riddle…" he started but she just raised her hand.
"Not now, I need to think" she only uttered. She went through her options, she could leave, seek shelter in a new world, but due to the man next to her, she wasn't too willing to do that, unless it would save his or her life. She could take her life, robbing her father of the chance to use her, but she wasn't too keen on doing so. She knew fighting wasn't an option, so what else could she do? She felt like screaming, but that would be far from a solution, and not even helping a bit. Despite that she tried to stay calm, she felt how she started to panic, seeing all the possible scenarios that could and most likely would happen if her father caught her. All she wished for was his death, a ridicules dream, that she knew, but still something she could long for. But knowing that wasn't possible, she only felt more panic, knowing that when he found her, she would be locked up again. She could almost feel the world around her crumble, get smaller and how the walls of her cell towered up above her.

Cara jumped when someone grabbed her, and before she saw how it was, she kicked the person, resulting in Wesker flying into a tree.
"Wesker I am sorry" she rushed over, kneeling down next to him, when she understood what she had done.
"Riddle" he looked at her, clearly surprised at her actions. "You are making a habit out of this"
"This time, I didn't mean to" she tried to offer him a small smile, but she failed to do so.
"I need you to stay focused, you nearly walked into a tree" Wesker pointed towards the direction she had been walking in.
"I…I will try" she only stated, seeing how Wesker stood up. Gizmo and Gus looked at her, being as worried as Wesker. She patted the dogs, hoping it would calm them down to some extent.
"Talk to me, it may help" Wesker offered as they started walking once more.
"I can't make small talk and think at the same time, and you would be to no fucking help here"
"You almost insult me saying that" Wesker tried lightening the mood, but she gave him a cold look.
"Do you know a fucking thing about magic?" she looked at him.
"So that was what it was"
"What did you thought it was? A cage of glass?" she was almost shouting at him, and she knew that Wesker had done nothing to deserve that, and she almost expected him to leave her there, but instead he pulled her into an embrace.
"Cara, first you need to relax" Wesker told her in a calm voice, and she managed to take a deep breath, pushing the fear away for a short time. "Next step, is making a plan"
Hearing those words, Cara couldn't hinder herself from laughing.
"I have been doing this for years, long before you ever did" she looked at him "And what do you think I am trying to do?"
Wesker didn't answer her, only gave her a concerned look, mixed with puzzled over her words.
"It's just that the odds aren't in my favour" she answered.
"Then turn them into your favour" Wesker bluntly stated and she raised an eyebrow.
"If you tell me how to kill someone who can't die, I may do that"
"Everyone can die"
"The things you don't know" Cara only shook her head, just as the dogs started to growl and she turned towards the tree, prepared for whatever may walk out.

"Relax!" Barry's familiar voice sounded and the dogs silenced. "Glad to see you alive"
"The same" was all Cara answered. She was pleased to see that Barry made it out alive, but with him here as well, she needed to worry about his safety as well, if her father showed up.
"Wesker, you are alive?" Barry turned from her to their captain, who smirked towards his friend.
"Stating the obvious has never been your thing Barry"
"How is it even possible?" up on hearing those words, Cara turned towards Wesker as well, she hadn't asked him that yet, her mind being occupied by the thoughts of her father.
"Williams doing. He gave me a specimen of some sort"
"And you injected it?" Barry sounded more than sceptical, as judging. Only earning a snort from Wesker, in response. "Will it turn you into one of those things?"
"No. Do you take me for a fool? Injecting something into my body that would make me one of them drooling creature"
"Can you talk about that later, I prefer if we keep moving" Cara interrupted them, and both men turned towards her.
"Yeah kiddo, I founded a car close by, so let's head back to town" Barry smiled towards her, but she only nodded in a response, asking for him to show the way.


"Is she alright?" Barry looked in the review mirror, meeting Wesker's look.
"Of that I am unsure" he only responded, looking at Cara who had looked around on their walk towards the car, as she expected an attack any moment, and she did the same inside the car. Cara was unsure if she preferred for them to be in the forest or the city. She liked that they kept moving, hoping it would make it at least a bit harder for her father to find her that way, but she was unsure about it.
"Cara" Wesker made her turn towards him, before he carefully took her into his arms, learning from his mistake. "You need to ease, me and Barry am sure to assist you…"
"You do no such thing!" Cara interrupted him. "If someone comes, or anything happens, you let me deal with it!"
"We are not going to let you deal with anything on your own" Barry flashed her a smile, but Cara only gave both of them a cold look.
"Than both of you are going to die!" she only stated. Wesker and Barry glanced at each other, unsure of what to answer.
"We have done this before kiddo, we aren't amateurs, as you know" Barry answered and Cara gave him a glance before she smiled coldly, and moved her fingers, taking control over the car, needing to show them both that it didn't matter what they had handled before. When it came to magic, they didn't stand a chance.

She made the car accelerate, and turn towards the mountain wall next to the road.
"Barry what are you doing?" Wesker asked as the other man tried to gain control over the vehicle once more.
"I am not doing a thing" Barry tried to use the breaks, but without any results as they got closer to the wall, Cara snapped with her fingers and the car come to an abrupt stop.
"Be glad it was me and no one else" they both turned towards her.
"That wasn't funny!" Barry was on her way to school her.
"It wasn't meant to be funny Barry! It was to show you, that when it comes to magic, you don't stand a chance!"
"Magic?"
"The less you know, the safer you are. Trust me, just stay out of it!" Cara gave the other man a serious look and he nodded. "I could tell you the same, but I have a feeling you wouldn't listen"
"I wouldn't" was all Wesker answered, and Cara rolled her eyes, as they kept driving towards the city.


Barry stopped outside her apartment, looking at them.
"Do you need any help?" he asked, looking more at her then Wesker.
"No" Cara gave him a smile. "All I can tell you is, take your family as far away from here as you can. I don't want anything to happen to them"
"I appreciate that, but it feels far from right leaving you" Barry tried and Cara actually took his hands.
"Listen, I care about you Barry" she started, and he nodded, to let her know he did the same. "That's why I want you to be alive, and the further away you are from me, the safer you are. But if someone asks about me, tell them everything you know, and pray that you will live"
"Who are coming for you?" Barry asked.
"My father"
"The same who killed your daughter?" Cara only nodded in response as Wesker spoke.
"I thought your parents were dead"
"Mother is, father, not so much, I will tell you more later"
"How will I recognise him?" Barry asked and Cara snapped her finger, and a hologram showed above her hand, showing a pale man, red cold eyes, and missing a nose.
"I can't see any resemble" Barry tried to joke and Cara just shook her head.
"I look more like my mother, but before my father turned into this, people said he was good looking, some say we have some resemble, but that isn't important at this point" Cara looked at her friend.
"You are right, I need to get home" Barry looked at them both. "If you ever need any help, call me!"
"We will" Wesker looked at the other man. "Inform me when you are in safety"
Cara looked at them both, before she gave Barry a hug.
"I will do what I can to protect you, and I apologise for this" she whispered and Barry pulled her closer and she hindered herself from crying, before she broke out of his embracing.
"I will wait upstairs, take your time" she looked at Wesker, knowing that despite his words and actions, Barry was a close friend, and it was never easy to tell them goodbye. Cara decided to give them some space, as she took the dogs and headed upstairs, to get Lady and start preparing.


"Are you alright?" Victor did nothing to hide his worries. Cara hadn't seen herself in a mirror in a long time, but she knew she looked terrible, but she smiled a fake smile towards the man.
"Long mission" she only explained. "Thank you for looking after Lady"
"Anytime, let me know if you need anything" he gave her a smile as she waved and walked into her own apartment.
"Gus, Gizmo this is Lady" she looked at all of the dogs "She is in charge!"
The other two seemed a bit unhappy about it, until she gave both of them a stern look and they obeyed. Lady looked at her two new companions, as she started to check them out, Cara walked over to the shelf. It had been many years since she did a clone of herself, and she needed to read through the spell before she did an attempt.


She stopped reading when she heard step approaching, prepared for the worst, but she soon saw Wesker walk inside the apartment and she relaxed a bit.
"Are you alright?" she asked, unsure if he would answer her. Despite that she had confessed that she felt something for him, and he felt the same, she was unsure if it would lead to him be more talkative.
"As well as the situation allow" he answered her, and she nodded, taking what she could get. "And you?"
Cara stopped reading once more, looking at him as he walked over, she was unsure of what to tell him.
"No, not really" she finally answered as she returned to the book, almost finished with the text.
"Can I assist you?" Cara blinked a few times, surprised hearing him ask her that, and it made her actually smile towards him.
"Unfortunately no, just stay safe as I do this" Cara had almost lost Wesker once today, and she didn't wish for it to happen again. Wesker smirked at her, making her roll her eyes, before she walked over to the window, needing some space as she started to clone herself.


Cara looked at the clones, being at least fifthly of them, she felt exhausted, but hopefully they would be able to confuse her father awhile. Wesker was standing next to her, not saying anything, but he studied the clones, touching one of them.
"Please don't kill them" she looked at him, sounding more tired than she wished for.
"Would it hurt you?"
"No, I am not an idiot. If I got hurt every time they died or got hurt, it wouldn't be a helpful spell, but I need all of them alive" Cara could tell Wesker wondered why, not all to surprising. "You will see soon enough"
Cara looked at the versions of herself, before she whistled, activating the clones. She had programed them to travel from world to world, using what little magic they could use. Since she had chosen to create that many, she had to make them weaker. She had preferred if they were stronger, but hopefully it would work anyway. Cara looked at the dogs, which were resting, peacefully together and she called them over. It would be easier for her to leave them, she knew that, but if her father come here and he saw the dog, he would understand that she really didn't leave, knowing she would never leave an animal like that. Just as he would know if she left her belongings there. With a snap of her fingers, the books, albums and other things she valued got put down in a bag, created to hold everything.
"Give me your hand" Wesker looked at her with what she could only guess was a puzzled look, since he still had his glasses on, but he willingly gave her his hand. "Thank you. Whatever you do, don't leave my side"
Wesker only gave her a nod, and she was pleased with it, not having the energy to argue, as she made them transport to another world, together with the dogs.


She had lost count of the amount of worlds she made them visit, she had barely seen them, only stopped there long enough to leave a trace of magic, the first she had done was heal Gus and Gizmo, making them look more like ordinary dogs, even if that was far from the case. After that she did smaller things with her magic, but big enough for it to spike her father's attention. And when they returned she was unsure of how long they had been gone, since time moves differently in different worlds, she could see that it was dark outside at least, so it was late. As they landed on the floor she almost collapsed, and she had done so if Wesker hadn't caught her.
"Sorry" she gave him a weak smile, where he stood next to her, pale. She knew he had been through a lot, and despite only traveling along, it was a challenging thing, traveling through different worlds, especially if you weren't used to it. You often felt sick, tired, confused among other things. Wesker looked mostly pale, mostly due to motion sickness.
"You need to rest" he stated and Cara nodded.
"I admit I do. Normally I try to avoid this state, but in this case it was inevitable" she tried to stand up on her own, only to realise she was to exhausted, resulting in Wesker capturing her once more, and she laughed.
"Let's hope nothing happens, because if it does, well, let's hope death is an option" Wesker didn't answer her as he carried her towards the bedroom, followed by the dogs, who was very concerned about her. "It's alright"
She petted them as well as she could from Wesker's arms, but they seemed to be happy with what they got.

"Are you alright Wesker?" Cara looked up at him, worrying that it all may have been too much. She has had problem in the past explaining things for people she had met, especially when it came to magic, and she hasn't explained anything to Wesker, and he was still by her side. She was grateful for that, knowing that a lot of people would have walked away already.
"I admit it's a lot to register" he looked at her, and it wasn't until now she noticed that he had removed his glasses, and she blinked a few times, seeing the change in her eyes.
"You have yellow eyes" she forgot about his answer and he stopped, and she could see surprise in his eyes. Since everything happened in the mansion, neither of them had really have time to breath, relax and cope with everything, and least look themselves in a mirror. She placed her hand at his cheek, giving him a smile. "I like it"
"Good to know" he said, trying to sound neutral, but Cara could tell he was pleased to hear it. Wesker opened the bedroom door and he was about to place her on the bed.
"No, we both need a shower first!" she pointed out and Wesker nodded. "You can set me down"
Wesker gave her an unsure look, and she smiled towards him. She understood why he was unsure, but she needed to show him that she could make it on her own. She didn't know if it was that she still really didn't know him, or if it was because she hated being week.
"Trust me, I can do it, I have been worse, and this few minutes have done wonders" for a second she saw mischiefs in his eyes, as he wanted to drop her. "Not that much wonders"
Carefully he placed her on the floor and she stood up, a bit weak, but she still stood up, as she walked towards the bathroom.
"Come on, unless you want to shower alone" Wesker seemed to think about it, and she didn't pressure him, as she walked into the bathroom and the shower, to soon get company by the other man.


She felt the cold water shower over her, colder then she had showered in a long time. She hoped that the cold water would help her clear her mind, but it did no such thing.
"You are aware that its freezing cold?" Wesker made her turn around, and she nodded, almost on the brink on shaking, and he turned up the heat. She let her head rest against his chest, closing her eyes, seeking some sort of comfort she knew he wouldn't be able to give her. If her father came for her, the man in front of her would be able to do nothing. Knowing that made her miss the wizards and witches she had known through the years. The people who had been able to help her when she had feared her father, this time she was all alone, something she hadn't been in a long time.
"How are you feeling?" Cara lightly touched his chest, where the gashing wounds had been, a few hours ago. If the situation was any different, she would had been fascinated over how well and fast his wounds had healed. At first Wesker was silent, and Cara couldn't tell if it was because she asked something personal, or if he was unsure of what to answer her.

"It's an unfamiliar feeling" he answered her after a few minutes, and she took a step back, and looked him in the eyes.
"That it is. Most people only plan on dying once, and not experience how it feels coming back, but it gets easier by time" she gave him a small smile.
"You talking out of experience?" he asked and she nodded.
"I have done that a few times" she could see the questions he was burning to ask and she sighed. "Let's just say that people who I have met knows how to kill you and bring you back to life"
Wesker didn't ask more, as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips, and she was taken by surprise by the act, but she liked it.
"Thank you" she whispered, when they separated, and he only nodded, turning off the water.
"You need to sleep"
"We both do" she stated. She wasn't sure if Wesker would be able to sleep, she couldn't the first time she come back from death, but everyone reacted differently. And despite being exhausted, she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep all night, knowing that the nightmares would haunt her. She wished she had a potion to help her against that, but she wasn't willing to take one, knowing she wouldn't wake up if something happened. She got dressed, in something that she would be able to fight in, if someone came, but also covered her up. Soon she felt Wesker lay down next to her and she felt an arm around her, almost protective and she smiled.
"Good night" she uttered but the only response she got was that he pulled her closer, and she closed her eyes, almost wondering how many hours sleep she would get.


She jolted away from whoever was holding her, scared out of her mind she forgot it was Wesker. The scream never left her lips, but it wasn't far away as she sat up, panting trying to collect herself, when she felt a movement next to her, resulting in her turning towards that direction, with a pulled knife.
"Even if the mutation helps with my healing abilities, am I ferly sure a knife wound would still cause pain" Wesker looked at her, and it took her a few seconds to even see him, not through him. She looked down at the knife, before she placed it next to her. She closed her eyes as she tried to collect herself to some extent.
"I can't recall that anything has affected you in this way, the past year" Cara turned towards Wesker, laughing coldly.
"It's because nothing in your world has frightened me. And even if it had, nothing comes near the fear I have for my father" she admitted whispering, Wesker didn't comment it and she sighed, turning around to face him. "This may be as good as any time to tell you the whole story, as long you don't wish to sleep?"
"Sleep is far from an option" Wesker informed her, and she understood that it was his way to tell her that she had nightmares.
"If you wish I can make a potion or something that may help with that" he only nodded, letting her know that he understood. "Feel free to interrupt me if something is unclear. I will try to make it as understandable as possible"

"First off, I am few hundred years, due to the fact that time movies differently in different words, I learned to alter my age when I was young. When I started traveling, I learned how to choose an age I feel fitting for the world, start there and get older, just so you won't get confused."
"Does the altering hinder you from dying of age?" Wesker wondered and she shook her head.
"I don't think so. My body is just aging slower, but even if I can alter my age, I will die of age one day, I just don't know when"
"Why not aiming on becoming immortal?"
"Because that would mean I would be stuck in this nightmare forever. One of my solutions, if I can't get out of it again, is to end my life" she said, wondering if Wesker had any more questions before she began, but as he stayed quiet she started talking again.

"In the world I was born into, magicians are common, we even have schools and ministries all over the world. But it's all hidden for the none magical people, called muggles. Besides muggles who in some cases can get access to magic, despite not being magical, we have half-bloods which are people who have both muggle and magical blood in them, and pure-bloods. Who is worth more and who has the right to use magic is seen different from people to people. Around the 10th century a magic school called Hogwarts where started, and it's where every wizard and witch born in England and Ireland goes. It was created by four people, one of them was my ancestor, a man named Salazar Slytherin. He was a man who thought muggles shouldn't have access to magic, and after a fight, and after he built a secret chamber at Hogwarts, he left." Cara looked at Wesker to see if he followed, and he nodded for her to continue.

"Until my grandmother, the blood line was pure, straight down from Salazar. But she fell in love with a muggle, but he wasn't attracted to her, so she used a love potion to win him over, she got pregnant, stopped using the potion in hope my grandfather would stay with her, but he didn't. My grandmother fled to London, lived on the streets until she wondered to an orphanage, gave birth to my father, 1926, and died later that night. My father grew up in the orphanage, not knowing he was a wizard until a man named Albus Dumbledore sought him out, told him that he was a wizard and he began at Hogwarts. He was a brilliant student, but he soon started going down the wrong path, around sixteen years old he killed his father and grandparents and blamed his uncle. After that things got worse. As he left Hogwarts he changed his name from Tom Marvolo Riddle, to Lord Voldemort"
Up on hearing that name, Wesker snorted, founding it ridicules.
"It is ridicules, it's a shame he isn't" Cara only stated waiting to see if Albert wanted to add something else. "He thought that the magic world only should belong to pure-bloods and half-bloods, even calling muggles mudblood. He got obsessed with it, and soon people followed him, calling themselves Death Eaters, another ridicules name, I am aware"
Cara looked at Wesker, before he could say anything about the name.
"None the less, people soon started to fear him, and a war was on its way, between my father's followers and people standing up against him. So there done with the history lesson, then over to my history"

"I was born 1979, in my world. Just as my grandmother, my mother died when she gave birth to me, and I know very little about her. Her name was Lucielle Shafiq, she was a pure-blood, she was very beautiful, and from what I have heard, kind. Why she chose to bed my father or how it happened, I don't know, and I don't care. I don't know the reason for why my father chose her either, if it was because of her blood, or something else, I can't say. I don't think he ever mentioned her name. I can't even say why he chose to have me, if he and my mother planned for something else before she died, or if he only wanted an heir. But in simple words, he never took care of me when I was a child, he chose someone he trusted to do that, a man named Severus Snape" at the mention of her godfather, she stopped for a second, taking a deep breath, knowing if she stopped, she may not continue again. "Severus, or Sev as I often called him, was named my godfather, but to me he was more as a father. He is the reason I am here to day, and a big part in who I am. He took care of me as a child, thought me so much. With Severus in my life, my childhood was as perfect it could be, with a war around me. My father kept me a secret for almost everyone, and I am almost sure that the death eater's thought I was Sev's child, but they never asked him, being my father's right hand. My father only sought me out when he wanted to tutor me in the dark arts, like how you kill someone. I can't remember how old I was when I was forced to kill the first time, being an animal, not a human thank god. But besides those things I think I was happy. And when my father one day disappeared, having to try to kill a boy, my age, I couldn't care less"
"Why did he sought to kill a boy?" Wesker interrupted and Cara met his eyes again.

"Oh right, forgot about that part, being a famous story in my world. The boy's name was Harry Potter; he will later on become a friend. But at this age, I didn't know him, but his parents were against my father and they fought in the world. Harry's mother was an old friend of Severus, and actually the love of his life, but James, Severus bully won her over, and Severus become a death eater. Anyway we have prophesy's in my world, and one of them said that a child of someone who had fought my father three times, and was born in the seventh month couldn't live if my father wished to live and win the war. So he tried to kill Harry, but didn't manage, his mother sacrificed herself for him, protecting him with a love spell, who would have ended my father if he hadn't split his soul and created Horcruxes, and as long as they hasn't been destroyed he can't die."
Cara looked at Wesker, who seemed to try and grasp everything, and she gave him a small smile.
"I am aware that it's a lot to take in, trust me, and I wish I could say it becomes less" Wesker only looked at her, before he signed for her to continue.

"With him gone, around the time I started at Hogwarts, eleven years old, I moved there, and to my godfather's house at the breaks. At Hogwarts you have four houses, named after the founders, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, everyone having different traits. Due to my family, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster at the school chose to not place me in Slytherin, and I ended up in Gryffindor, together with Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. But I also got friends in Slytherin, Simon Wizardmon, Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy" Cara couldn't hide her hatred when she said the last name.
"Taken you don't like that man"
"He is Minna's, father, so not particularly, but I will get there. Back at that time we were friends" Cara pushed her feelings away as well as I could. "I will summarise my seven years at Hogwarts very short, because besides a few things, they are normal school years, as normal they can be in a magic school. The first two years my father tries to come back in different ways, the third he lays low, and when I am fourteen, he manages to be reborn, into the man I showed you and Barry. And from here everything gets worse. The fifth years is the year when the ministry refuses to believe my father is back, until they see him with his own eyes. At the end of this year I started dating Draco, and back there being the idiotic kid I was, I was happy with him. But during the sixth year he is acting strange, and it wasn't until the end of the year I learned that my father had made him a death eater by force and ordered him to kill Dumbledore, one of the greatest wizards who had ever lived. He and Harry had started seeking out the horcruxes. In the end it was Sev who killed Dumbledore, as a favour to the old man, to make another long story very short, Severus chose to become a double agent for Dumbledore after he started taking care of me, hoping to give me a better life. Then the last year, and at this point everyone knew who my father was, Harry and the other two started searching for the horcruxes, I stayed at school. After breaking up with Draco, because of the lying and everything I started dating Simon, and I had never been happier, we got engage and we planned on leaving the country and get away from my father…"
She had to stop for a second, seeing Simons smiling face, his almost white eyes, who sparkled in a way it only did when he looked at her, remembering his laugh, warm hugs and how he managed to make her feel like no one else did.


His touch was light when he stroked her cheek, before he leaned forward and met her lips. She felt the familiar butterflies in her stomach, something she could rarely remember ever doing with Draco. But even after almost a year, and being engage for two months, she still felt them with Simon. Everything he did could make her feel as she was the happiest girl in the world, floating on clouds, something no one could do. And despite everything that happened at school, he still putted a smile on her face. Suddenly he lifted her up, and spun her around, earning a laugh from her, until he lost his balance, resulting in both of them falling into the water. She resurfaced, looking at the black haired man, laughing.


"Cara?" she blinked a few times, drawn back as Wesker spoke to her.
"I got lost in thoughts" she only stated before she took a deep breath and continued. "But before none of our plans become true, the war was up on us, a war I never had any intention to participate in, especially not on my father's side. Not that I had any intention to support Harry's side either, seeing most people hated me there no matter what I did. But I had little choice to fight, Simon chose to stay by my side, fighting with me. At this point my father decided to kill him"
Once more she felt how her emotions started to catch up with her, but once more she pushed them aside, as usual not prepared to deal with them. Instead it sounded as she read from a list, only stating facts, for a flick of a second she saw how Wesker thought of doing something, offering her some sort of comfort, but she only shook her head, knowing that if he did, she would become a total mess. She took another deep breath.

"My father won the war, but I couldn't have cared less, Simon was gone and I prepared to leave the country, Severus even offered to follow and it managed to give me some sort of comfort, especially since the other side turned their backs on my, as Voldemort won. But soon after the war ended my godfather was sent on a mission by my father, who know that he would interfere if he was there. With Sev gone, it didn't take long until my father ordered me to marry Draco, someone with a better blood line than Simon had. To put it mildly I more or less told him to go to hell, but at that time, everything he may have felt for me as his daughter was gone, he only saw me as a chance to get a new heir. No matter what he had to do. And he didn't stop at anything, starting with looking me up"


She felt the cold floor under her bare feet. The water was dripping down the walls, and the light was almost none existing. She couldn't ever remember the cells being this cold the times she had been down there for different reasons, and she tried to cover herself with the blanket that was her bed. Her tears had stopped falling, she had none left, and the emptiness after Simon, was a black hole, eating everything away. She had barely copped with the fact that her father, or rather Voldemort, not being able to see him as her father anymore, had demand that she married Draco. A man that had lied to her, a man that only felt hate towards her after their breakup, and after that she chose Simon. But if Voldemort thought locking her up would change her mind, he thought wrong, she would never marry Draco, never, she would rather die. If she died, she could meet Simon again, she hoped, not being sure she even believed in god for real, but for the chance to meet Simon, she decided she believed in him. With the thought of Simon, she felt asleep.

She was abruptly awake when someone grabbed her, in the dark she couldn't see who it was, but she understood the person was there to scare her. No one had been down for days, not since she told Voldemort to go and fuck himself, not the most eloquent words she could have used, but the message was clear.
"I am sure to get the princess to change her mind" hearing the man use the world princess, she understood that it was Rodolphus and she turned to the direction the voice come from and spitted him in the face, earning her a slap in her face. For a second she was in shock, she had never been hit before, not even Voldemort had done that in one of his "lessons".
"You're in my world now, princess" Rodolphus whispered as he grabbed her hand. "But I do promise to stop, whenever you agree to marry Malfoy"
She didn't utter a word, earning a grin from Rodolphus as he broke her first finger, and she screamed, before she blacked out the first time, from the pain, knowing it would get worse when she woke up.


"It got worse. Rodolphus never managed to get anything out of me, except screams. I don't know if it was because of what my father thought me as a kid, or if I was too stubborn to give in, hoping I would die instead of marrying Draco, and becoming breeder" Cara looked at her fingers, as she could feel the pain linger in them. "When Rodolphus didn't manage, my father soon stepped in. I think drowning was the first thing he tried, actually manage to kill me the first time, but they got me back. After that he was a bit more careful, wanting me alive. After the drowning it was the starving, then he used a curse called crucio. It feels like hot knifes pierce every inch of your skin, it's of an intense few things can measure with. But for everything he did I disappeared more and more, until I was nothing more than an empty shell, waiting for death. I can barely remember what more he did until he gave Draco permission to use me as he fought fitting, and Draco did something my father wouldn't be able to do, rape me. At first I got some life back, started fighting it, but after a while, I gave up once more. I think at this point both Voldemort and Draco just hoped for a child, not carrying about my thoughts anymore."

"After being gone for a few months, Sev got back, and it didn't take long until he found me, around the same time I figured I was pregnant. Severus was devastated, but knowing he wouldn't be able to kill Voldemort, he did the only thing he could. He brought me to a few different worlds, until we stopped in one where I gave birth to Minna. He had to leave, to return home, but he promised to return. And he did as often as he could, looking after us as well he could. But I lived with some friends, and despite that it was a world, where only children and teenagers lived, and it was very chaos, me and Minna was happy. Minna had friends, especially a girl named Brady, being as old as she was, and me I found someone as well. I was still young, a mother on that so I didn't dare to fall to deep, especially not after what happened to Simon, but we were happy, until my father founded us, and he brought us home. But this time he had Minna as a hostage, and with everything starting over, and the threat of Minna's life, there was little I could do, and I almost agreed on everything they wanted, as long as they didn't hurt her. But after a year or so, Minna was killed and I felt like my life ended there, and I guess a part of me did. Severus founded me once more, with Minna's cold, bloody and dead body in my arms. He took me away once more, I buried her in the world she was born, and left never to return, the memories being too painful. After that I continued traveling between different worlds, in the beginning Severus was with me, and he hindered myself from ending it right there. But after a while he didn't come back, and I knew my father had killed him, and I regret that I ever let him go. I never got to see him again, and if I hadn't founded some friends back than I would have given up then. And when they died I kept traveling, back then I didn't know why, maybe because I know that was what Severus would have wanted, and it became easier with time. However; every time I lose some, it doesn't get easier, I can't say it becomes harder either, it just makes me close down, and fleeing, that's why I ended up here, I ran away, needing something to keep me occupied"

She wasn't ashamed of it, she rarely was ashamed of anything anymore, feeling people didn't have the right to judge her.
"And despite meeting horrible people after my father, people who tortured me or raped me, none of them scared me as much as my father. They scare me, don't get me wrong, but none compares to Voldemort. I am not sure if I should say that the ones who has hurt me the most are more skilled magicians or not, I am not even sure if they are more skilled magicians than me, but a magician against a magician is always a risk, especially if they have the ability to remove my magic. My magic may be my biggest asset, helping me avoid death as with the bomb, bit it's almost my biggest disadvantage, giving my father a chance to find me. He have never being able to remove my magic as Rahl or Fei have, but back then, I needed a wand to use magic, so all he needed was to take my wand. It took me years to learn the art of using magic without a wand" Cara was more rambling now, then telling a story, she knew that, but she wasn't sure where to stop.
"Who are Rahl and Fei?" Wesker asked and she looked up from her fingers.
"Rahl was a man I met when I was still young, a monster in say. He was a powerful wizard, also wishing to rule the world. He raped people, wishing to have as many children he could, especially children with magic abilities, something that was rare in that world. When I got there, I had just run away from someone dying, but I soon got a friends, and I didn't care to much about the world. Back then my father hadn't mastered the art of traveling between different worlds, and he had a harder time finding me, and me not being aware that he could find me, when I used magic, used it very freely. That resulted in Rahl noticing me, and it didn't take long until he captured me. In his world, there was a force of elite guards called Mord-Sith. They get captured as young girls and gets through an awful training. You torture them until they obey everything their master/ mistress, which is other Mord-Sith's says. After that they are forced to see their mistress torture and kill their mother, and finally they are forced to torture and kill their father. Since I wasn't a child, I got to kill my friends and master Rahl took care of me personally, I think that was the first time I had a master. He placed a collar, which hindered my magic, until I was broken. Then he started raping me in hope of getting me pregnant, to give him a powerful son who could rule the world. He even made me his queen, I think it's the first time I wore a crown. I was stuck there until a man named Richard saved the whole world" Cara thought of her friend, who once more gave her life back, and thought her so much, especially in the gift of living in the forest. Halt may have perfected her skills, but Richard thought her the basics.
"And Fei?"

"Oh, he lived in another world, wanting to take it over, with a very complicated plan. I met four people who I become friends with, and we travelled between worlds, inside that world. And when he was near to kill them, I sacrificed myself, helping them get away, resulting in him capturing me. Compared to Rahl who needed a collar to hinder my magic, Fei could just remove it. I was without it for a long time. He had me prisoner for six months, before someone helped me escape to another world, where I was without my magic for months as well. I got it back, but it took time. Getting your magic removed or hindered in a way, is like having a part of you missing, it's an empty whole. And even if I don't use it here, I knew I can, it's always an option, that's why I am not as scared when I visit worlds without magic" She looked down at her hands, resisting the urge to use magic, just to feel the familiar feeling between her fingers. She stopped herself, not only because the fear of her father finding her, but also because she knew she didn't have the energy to do so.

"Cara?" Wesker spoke once more and she slowly lifted her head, she may look calm, or maybe it was because she was exhausted. She was always nervous to people's reactions, and in this case she was extra nervous, not knowing Wesker as well as others she had told, and not all of them had taken it well at first. At first he only met her eyes, before he smiled.
"You are the perfect woman to stand by my side" Wesker smirked at her and she raised an eyebrow. "You are a special woman, being able to handle it all"
"You never know what you are able to do, until you are forced to do it" Cara only answered, she rarely saw herself as anything special, all she did was fighting through it. Slowly he grabbed her and pulled her to his side and she followed, feeling his arms around her.
"I am pleased you told me all this"
"You had to know, if you wanted to be with me. I could never put someone I care about through whatever may happen, unless they knew the risks. I am giving people away to back out"
"Why would I do that?" Wesker looked at her and she just rolled her eyes.
"Because most people want to live"
"And yet you have had people by your side before"
"Which have resulted in death for some of them" Cara remembered how her father, or his followers had killed some of the people she cared about. It had been a long time since, but she always feared that it may happen.
"Death is always around" Wesker just said, paying no mind to the fears and Cara could do nothing else than smile.
"You are a special man Wesker" his reaction was different from so many others. Most people went into an overprotective mood, playing the hero. Others had left, and she couldn't hinder them. Some saw it as an adventure, but few was as cool about it as Wesker seemed.
"Not as special as you seem to be Riddle" he looked down at her, and she laughed, before she pressed her lips over his, for a short second.
"You should get some more rest" he stated, and she was well aware that she looked awful.
"I will not be able to do so at the moment, so I am going to make something to eat, you desire something?"
"Food sounds pleasant"


She looked at the frying pan, as so many other times she had put her thoughts and feelings into the food. As long as she made the food, she could keep her thoughts under some control, it was worse when she stopped. Wesker was standing next to her, leaning against the counter.
"Who thought you to cook?" he asked and she turned towards him.
"Severus did. It was a big passion of his, I feel closer to him every time I handle food, just as I do with potions, but food is far easier to make then potions"
"And what kind of potions did he teach you" Cara could hear that Wesker was curious.
"Why do you ask, it's not like you will know about any of them?" At this moment Wesker become silence for a moment, and she understood that it had something to do with his past, something he had yet to reveal. "You don't need to tell me, until you feel ready"
For a second she could see surprise in Wesker's yellow eyes, and she smiled towards him.
"Huh, what do you know" Wesker smirked at her. "You inform me of your life, and don't even demand anything back"
"It would be childish to do so" Cara gave him a look before she turned towards the food "Also trust isn't built by demanding things"
"Trust…" Wesker uttered "It's a strange thing"
"I would say it is, but none the less you have mine, maybe you shouldn't since none of us has been honest with the others, but you still have it"
"Don't doubt me Cara, you have my trust" Wesker started and she smiled towards him once more "But it's a rare thing in my life"
"I can imagine, and it's a rare thing in my life as well, it takes a while to get my trust. Normally you don't get it the way you have, but I guess every way that works are a good way"
Wesker snorted and she just rolled her eyes, before she placed the food on two plates, and handed one to the other man.
"Anyway, why would you like to know of potions?" they sat down at the table.
"At an age of Seventeen, me and William was assigned to one of Umbrellas training facility's, until we were transferred to the Arklay lab, which was the facility you visited" Wesker started and Cara listened, glad that he was willing to tell her something. "We did research on different things, one of them being the T-Virus, and the Tyrant I displayed to you"
"Why am I not surprised" Cara flashed him a smile "But I admit, viruses is far from my thing. I don't think I ever have worked with them before"
"It isn't something you research without a purpose"
"What was yours?" Cara asked curiously.
"Power and knowledge, disappointed?" he smirked towards her and she shrugged her shoulders.
"Can't really say I am. Can't say I am impressed either, but I am not sure you could have said any reason that would have made me impressed" she confessed and he nodded.
"So the reason I am interested in potions, are for knowledge and curiosity, due to me being a scientist"

Cara nodded, and rested her head against her hand.
"I admit they have their charm, and knowledge in them have the ability to make your life easier, but it's an difficult art to master"
"How difficult?"
"Well less than a third of my school was able to seek to the advanced class, when Severus was the potions master, a few more when Slughorn took over, but his standards wasn't as high."
"Why lower them?"
"Because he was an idiot" Cara only answered, without really explaining, but feeling that it wouldn't do Wesker any good.
"Did you master it?" This time Cara smirked towards the other man, as she took their plates, to put them into the dishwasher.
"I would say I mastered it more than well, but I also had an interest in the subject, which is more than most of my classmates had. But that maybe because almost all of them hating Severus, and I admit, he could be the strictest teacher I have ever met, but also one of the best"
"I admit he sounds like an interesting man"
"I am sure you would have liked him, not sure he would have liked you" she laughed, and Wesker gave her a challenging look. "He became very over protective, but I think most fathers are when it comes to their daughters"
"I am confident I would change his mind" Wesker smirked and she rolled her eyes.
"I would have loved to see you fail" she smiled for a second before she sighed, the sorrow over his lost taking her over, and Wesker stood up, and was about embrace her, when they heard a helicopter above their heads, soon followed by sirens.

Cara walked over to the window, seeing police cars rushing down the streets, towards the city centre. Wesker walked up next to her, just as an explosion occurred.
"What the hells is happening?" she asked, and Wesker looked at her.
"So this has nothing to do with you?" he asked and she shook her head.
"No, unless the death eaters would go on a tantrum, which I am ferly sure they wouldn't, you would never see them coming" she looked out through the window once more, just as she heard more sirens, and Wesker walked closer, and he seemed to observe something she couldn't see. She studied him, and wondered if the cerium, William had given him gave him better eye vision.
"It seems like the virus has escaped the mansion, despite the explosion, and started turning people into B.O.W."
"Well could be worse" she uttered, understanding that they had been gone a few days at least, traveling between different worlds. Cara looked at Wesker when he smiled towards her.
"You are just the perfect woman" she soon felt his lips up on hers.
"You are such a strange man" she stated when they parted, and she looked out through the window once more. "However, I am not too keen on staying here. You seem to have some immunity against this, since whatever William gave you, didn't turn you into one of them. Me on the other hand, I am not sure, and I am not too keen on finding out"
"Where do you prefer to set off to?" Wesker asked and she shrugged her shoulders.
"You are then one who have lived here since you were a kid, so chose a place, and I will start packing" Cara called for the dogs, and went to get change and pack something light.


Soon both of them stood on the ground, on their guard, the area around them seemed calm at the moment, it had yet not been reached by the disaster. The dogs were standing next to them, waiting for an order.
"So where too?" Cara asked, looking at the man dressed in black next to her. Wesker was once again wearing his sunglasses, and just as her, he was having a light backpack on his back. She had asked if he wished to return to his place to fetch some belongings, but he had declined. Wesker was on his way to answer her when she saw a change in his expression.
"Sherry!" Cara had forgotten about the young girl, and it seemed as Wesker had as well, until now. She took her eyes from the road, leading out from the city, to the one leading towards the centre.
"Lead the way" she stated before Wesker was able to ask her, he gave her a look, before he nodded, thanking her. Cara did nothing else then smile, knowing that they couldn't leave the girl, and possible her parents, to what would come.
"I suggest traveling on foot, seeing most of the roads will be blocked up" Wesker stated and she nodded.
"Well lucky for you, that's something I am used too" she stated as she called for the dogs, and they started walking towards the place Wesker thought they would be able to find Sherry.