H.U.N.K. had, after leaving Robin to mull over his story, put his signature helmet back on, favoring a sense of mystery and abusing the fear of the unknown. While going to the control room to accommodate his other guests, the only person he put a semblance of trust in entered the room behind him, her lithe frame barely obscured behind the medical wrappings he had employed at this facility. Raven slid carefully behind him, wrapping her arm around his neck and shoulders as he operated the controls, gray eyes flickering with sadistic excitement as she watched him unleash gifts for the unworthy extras to play with.
Speaking as he flicked switches and pressed buttons, he kept a close eye on the monitors at all times, "Already dressed to play the part you were born for, I'm not surprised. Did you say good-bye to Steve? I know that you two have quite the special bond after all... It almost makes me jealous. Almost. Raven, you know that if I could care about anything, it would be you."
"Aww, you don't have be jealous of Steve!" She tossed her sable hair over her shoulder, relishing the idea of two guys fighting for her, "Nor of that brute! Now that Leon character," Raven paused at that, waiting to see a reaction, but when not even a muscle twitched, she continued, disappointed, "Well, he might provide a bit of fun. But it's you I wonder about, with this plan. I mean, can you honestly say that you're fine with me having to sleep with that bore? I know that, were it me in your shoes, I would be livid at the thought of you having to bed that moron. But..." She trailed off, lips contorting into a smirk, "I'm not you. Seriously though, it's a shame that she couldn't have been in love with that blonde, because if any of those buffoons could make me moist, it would have been him." She added almost as an afterthought, "Too bad for him that you make it feel like the deep fathoms below."
Stoic as ever, H.U.N.K. unleashed the creatures on his unsuspecting guests, too preoccupied with his selections to pay attention to Raven as she finished the last touches of the plan. She was used to the cold shoulder by now, finding it natural if not jarring, so she continued on as if their conversation had never happened. She had been with Alex for as long as she could remember, in some capacity or other, so she hadn't known what it was like to be happy in the average sense of the word, nor was it ordinary for her to wonder if there was something better out there. In truth, that was probably what she had hated most about Steve - he had been free to live life, to have a family that loved him unconditionally, and to find someone special to him that he would put up with anything for. Even after all of these years, Steve had Claire, and she had nothing, and no one...
After Getting (Most of) The Entire Story...
Calmed slightly by the realization that there was at least one thing in her life that she didn't have to question, Robin thought fondly of her family, from the young nurse who had saved her from a gruesome fate in Raccoon City to the enthusiastic father that had taken her in when she had no place else to turn, to the blood brothers that she had lost to the sisters that she had gained, the convict that she viewed as an uncle, the wife that had taken her in as her own and that had been more of a mother than any other woman in her life, the friends that she had acquired that were actually normal civilians without traumatic life experiences, the allies that had exceeded the bond of cousins, the woman that had kept them all alive on a daily basis ever since the Arklay Mountain Incident, the optimistic woman that was a third sister and close friend, and certainly not least, the man that she loved more than anything else in this world. They had all been there for her, because they not only loved her, but they believed in her, and with that many people depending on her to make it out, Robin very well couldn't let them all down. Especially since she had one more person for them all to meet and to expand the family, not that they needed the increase in numbers by any means.
Raking her brain for a plan, even one as simple as just accepting her fate (that wasn't even an option for her, baby or not), Robin was none the wiser of what it was exactly what Alex wanted of her, but even in the midst of that obstacle, she couldn't back down and just twiddle her thumbs while she waited to be either killed or rescued. But she was at a loss, because what was there for her to do at this stage anyways? She was connected to at least fifty machines, and who knew, some of them might have actually been beneficial for the baby, which she was loath to admit was in a hugely dangerous state, between her own stress and the things that possibly awaited them. She had to make it out of here, but even just past a glimmer in mommy and daddy's eyes, Robin could risk the baby anymore than she already was, not in good conscious at least. No, she was going to be a mother now, whether she wanted to be or not, so that meant that she had to put the child before herself, even if... Even if that meant complying with the bastard.
Thinking like the good parent she was determined to be, she struggled mentally to formulate some kind of a coping strategy to deal with her time in captivity, the cogs in the back of her mind always working on a master plan of escape. Her psyche was very close to losing all traces of sanity, but some strain of logical thought was trying to put everything in order and to get passed this for the sake of everyone involved. Near breaking point, the worn fibers of brain material began to wither underneath the storm of uncertainty, everything starting to become more clear, as if illuminated by a ghostly inner light, and yet things were fuzzy, as if the answers she was seeking were still worlds away.
"People cannot gain anything without sacrificing something. You must present something of equal value in order to gain something." She recalled something that her older brother, Onni, had told her. It had been something small and fleeting, but it had truly resonated with her, so even after all of these years, it had stayed in her subconscious. No matter what dark secrets she learned of her family, she would always love her brothers unconditionally.
And even in this situation it was true; she had learned a terrible truth, and yet she had received great news with it, but the stress that she had suddenly been put under could very well squish that good news before she even had a chance to share it. The truth was more than ten years old, and quite frankly not that shocking, and some innate sense told her that she should care more about the baby than what had happened in her old, nearly nonexistent life. A baby was something to protect, to care about, and to love! This... this toxic tale had nothing to do with who she was, or her life now. She had a baby to think about, so now wasn't the time to lose it...
Holding her stomach, tears of resolution rolling down her cheeks onto the white material so that it left little droplets, Robin smiled despite her circumstances, "Thank you, Onni."
Storming the Fort...
Chris jumped from the plane even before it had fully landed, rolling to soften the impact of landing as his shoulder made contact with the sandy beach that stretched for miles around them on either side, his gun always at the ready. Behind him Claire and Jill shook their heads in disapproval at his reckless act, though they fully understood what had prompted his sense of impatience - Robin had always been like a sister to Claire, and an extension of Chris to Jill. Forget about the fact that she was practically Chris' wife already, she was possibly carrying his child - their nephew - and that filled them both with a sense of duty.
On the flight over, Robin's speculated condition had been reveled to both Claire and Josh, neither of whom seemed surprised that she and Chris had copulated, though they honestly hadn't been expecting it this soon. Claire especially was shocked at the timing, considering how hard Chris had ridden her about safety, but also being involved in close-quarter combat with death, she understood how appealing certain people could seem during a moment of apparent calm. No, she shook her head, willing herself not to reflect on Fredrick Downing - not only was that a spot of shame for her, but it inevitably made her think of Steve...
Hm, Steve Burnside... She couldn't lie to herself, she missed him something terrible, and there had been nights when she had woken up with dreams of him, both good and bad...
But now wasn't the time for that! She had to save Leon, and Jill was no doubt worried about her friend Carlos...
AN: Ok, so maybe Raven is a bit vulgar, but come on, I need to diversify my characters! Besides, for those of you who had played Revelations, or watched it online like I did, than you know all about Jessica and her self-proclaimed "sweet ass". And also, I added a bit of another Milla Jovovich movie, "The Perfect Getaway", which I also love! Yays Milla! And I was so happy to see her at the Academy Awards/Oscars (why does it have two names?)! Maybe she was just presenting, but it was so freaking sweet to see her! Speaking of good to see, thank god Zach is growing his beard back - if only Bradley would follow in his footsteps and return to what we all know and love! All I'm saying is that they had better fix their faces for the Hangover part 3! Sorry to rant about such unrelated things! But what is related is Robin's personality in this game. I'll be the first to admit that she's not quite the same Robin I started with, and even if she is, I'm not liking how one minute she's all "Oh, I'm cool, calm, collected, and totally in control" and the next she's all "Oh my GOD! I'm totally freaking out" which is fine and all, but shouldn't she be one or the other at one time, not both? Well, from this point on, I swear that I'll try to keep her acting like she should in a given situation. But in all fairness, she is under an immensely stressful situation that I can only speculate about, not to mention that Resident Evil its self can be fairly conflicting, and that's even speaking in terms of canon. Oh, and on a last note, this one pertaining to canon, Fredric Downing is a character from the cgi movie Degeneration (which took me several years and three times watching it to like).
To Recap This Chapter: Things move onward for both the heroes and their adversaries... H.U.N.K. treats his company to some long over-due action, sort of, his little Excella, Raven, reflects a bit on her life as she struggles to ignite feeling in her master, Robin finds not only Mama Bear but the will to do whatever it takes, Chris rolls into action, and Claire recalls some of her past flames, not aware of the reunion she is about to have with a very dear friend...
Song: "Without You" by The Feeling.
Disclaimer: Capcom owns Resident Evil, not me. All respective properties, like, but not limited to, songs, belong to their respective brands. All I can lay claim to is the Varis family... and this work of fiction. Any game-related information used in this story comes from the Resident Evil Wikia, actual game play, and videos (official ones of the games) come from YouTube.