(Just another story idea for RE8. I just love when I get a new idea while writing a story lol)
( If people like this idea, then I will keep going and add more chapters. And this chapter might get a rewrite later. )
(All Oc's are mine, I do not claim to own any of the RE8 characters.)
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Hundreds of feet in the air a military style aircraft flies over a forest in Romania. The craft is carrying 11 passengers. The pilot, 8 fully geared out bodyguards, 1 scientist, and 1 human bioweapon. The bioweapon is currently locked in a large solid metal cell. On the cell door is a label with all the basic info of the creature inside. Below the label is a small hatch just big enough for food to be slid through.
"So I really get to play all I want?" The high pitched voice of his female charge makes the man crave a drink.
"As long as you don't kill any humans. This will be your last mission thankfully." The scientist sighs for the hundredth time that day. Some of the bodyguards chuckle at the older man.
"But what do I eat if I can't kill humans?" The childish voice whines from inside the containment cell. A glowing solid white eye staring out of the small window on the cell. "And can I make my circus?" The cell shakes as the person inside it jumps up and down excitedly.
"Stop jumping! We are in a helicopter for gods sake. " The scientist scolds the girl angrily, receiving an amused giggle in return. " Why must you test me like this?"
"Cus its funny to see you angry.~"
"Focus you damn brat. " He glares at the girl as she laughs. "Now as I was saying, your main mission is to find out what Miranda's plans are. If you are able to stop them then do so. You are not to leave the area of your assignment. I am sure you know what will happen if you try and run." An angry growl comes from the cell. The sound makes everyone tense up, 2 of the guards aiming their weapons at the cell.
"I know you senile old man!" The white eye staring out the window has changed to have a cat-like pupil."My circus of chaos will behave….Mostly….."
"We understand you will have to eat but do not kill what you don't need. Our scouts reported that at least one of Miranda's creations eats humans regularly. We suggest you get on that creature's good side."
"Okkie Dokkie~"
"Any new orders will be sent to you via one of your….creations." The scientist hesitates when talking about the girl's powers. A shudder of fear going up his back at the memory of her last mishap. " And don't make it something enormous this time. "
"Awww~ And I was gonna make it a snapdragon." The girl giggles at her own joke.
"Just make it a bird."
"Fine. But it is gonna be my kind of bird." The sound of flesh and bone ripping apart makes everyone present cringe. A few seconds later one of the girl's fingers is pushed out one of the air holes on the containment cell. The finger rolls on the floor of the helicopter towards the scientist.
"Happy?" She snickers at his shocked expression. "I gave you a bird."
"Very funny. " The man facepalms, seriously thinking about quitting this stupid job. Not even surprised when the severed finger starts to shift into the shape of a small bird. The bird appears to be a robin of some kind, but the colors are all wrong. It is pastel blue with obnoxiously bright orange dots all over it. And dear lord its eyes where glowing pink at it stared up at the man in front of it. "Did you have to make it polka-dotted? And creepy as all hell..."
"Yup." She makes a popping sound on the P in yup.
"I really wish you weren't the only success we had with Miranda's methods. But at least you can't be affected by her mind control effects."
"I can do everything a human can. Except die." Her tone is almost bored sounding. Inside her container she is playing with her hair as she watches her finger grow back. She is laying on her back on the bottom of the container with her butt against one of the walls. Her legs up above her head and feet lightly tapping the container wall.
"As far as we know you are immortal. Other than that allergy of yours nothing seems to damage you much."
"Attention passengers we are approaching the target location. Prepare to release cargo at drop site A. Be aware that we seem to already have been spotted. Get ready for battle, kiddos." The pilot says over the intercom. Making some of the guards roll their eyes at his last remark.
"You packed my things right?"
"Yes. They are all in the box at your feet. "
"Thank you.~" The girl replies in a singsong voice before opening the box mentioned. "Hello my lovely clothes! Heehee~"
"Just like a girl haha." One guard laughs loudly.
"What was that?" One of the female guards lightly punches the one who laughed in the arm. "Wouldn't you be excited if you had to wear those rags from the lab all the time?"
This starts a whole argument between the guards as they prepare to drop. The whole time the girl is getting changed in the box. An amused grin on her face as she listens to them bicker with each other. Humming a creepy little melody as she changes makes the others uneasy.
"Are you sure it is alright to send her in alone?" A guard captain asks nervously as he and the others unhook the cell from it's harness. The door to the helicopter starts to open. "Too late to change the plan now though I guess.
"This is killing two birds with one stone." The scientist replies in a whisper to the other man. " We are hoping this will be her 'final' mission. If you get what I mean." The guard's face becomes grim as he nods in understanding. Unknown to the two men was that a little bird had heard them.
"Alright bring us down! We are dropping her at what we are calling the 'Alter' site." All eyes are on the guard captain as he speaks. No one wanting this to end up like any past mold cases. "This drop spot should gain the attention of Miranda pretty quick. We are gonna hover around until she, hopefully, shows up. If any of her creations appear we drop the package then too. Either scenario would work right now."
"Uh kiddos?" The pilot's worried voice comes over the intercom.
"What is it sir?
"I see multiple figures heading to our location. They are running like animals!"
"That's our cue team. Get ready to toss the package!" Four of the guards get into position, weapons at the ready and aimed at the door of the cell. "Open it." One of the other guards opens the door. Out of the cell steps what looks to be a girl around 19 years old. She stands at about 6ft tall, with long chocolate brown hair. The outfit she is wearing is strange to say the least. Looking like a carnival threw up on her in the guards opinions. ( The story picture is her.) The captain grimaces when he notices how skinny she is. She gives them all a hurt look when thick metal cuffs are placed on her. A chain is attached to the cuffs , the other end being attached to the side of the helicopter.
"Guess this is goodbye….papa…." She sighs sadly while looking at the scientist. Her pure white eyes staring at him blankly.
"Yes. I should have known you would hear me." A rag is tied around her mouth painfully tight, along with a metal blindfold. He grabs her roughly by the shoulder as he leads her to the open helicopter door. "Goodbye, subject M.I.V - 6" With that, she is pushed out of the helicopter. A few of the guards flinch as she screams on the way down. The poor girl's arms being jerked upwards when the chain ran out. But any worry they had for the girl is replaced by fear as a flock of crows approaches.
"Be ready, team. That would be Miranda…." As the solitary form of Mother Miranda appears on the ground below them, the scientist stares down at her in disgust. " We brought you a little present Miranda! Lets see how well you like our version of your monsters! We actually got it right!"
Miranda glares up at the man, her hands clenching into fists at his words. Her thoughts racing as the implications of his words mean. A swarm of Lycans came to stand behind her along with her children. The four lords of the land standing tall and ready for battle. Well all except for one black clad figure who is staying close to Miranda. The doll in her arms is yelling something at those in the helicopter.
"Cut the abomination free and lets get out of here." The scientist says this loud enough so that Miranda and the others can hear him. He wants them to believe this is a real action of hate towards the girl. " Hopefully they will kill her so we don't have to come back."
The guard captain pulls out his gun, muttering a 'sorry' before shooting the lock on the chain. As if in slow motion the girl falls to the hard ground below. Her thin body makes a sickening crunch, and bounces a few times as she lands. Blood leaving a trail behind her as she comes to a stop about 10 feet from Mother Miranda. Before a command to attack can be issued by Mother Miranda, the helicopter has already started to retreat. All is silent as they watch the vehicle vanish over the mountains.