Epilogue

The morning sun just peaked over several mountains off in the distance, the light surprisingly relaxing after the events that ensued. Eva basked in the light, wearing pitch black sunglasses. Her wounds were healing nicely, another surprise on its own considering what she went through.

The hum of the helicopter slowly dissipated, the perfect sound she wanted to hear. Shawn escaped. With that thought calming her nerves a bit, she took a long look at the fallen brute before her. Had it really been Vlad the Impaler, the man who was ultimately thought of as "Dracula"? She decided it no longer mattered. Dwelling on intellectual topics was the last thing she wanted to do at the moment. The monster was pale, sickly pale with its body thinning and its scars and scabs purplish like a squid. The skin's texture also appeared like one's. And to think, all that time she lived and she never even saw the movie.

Eva took out a small device from a pocket in her leather jacket; she saved the important items and apparel in a safe place near the city. She flipped it open and saw Wesker's face turning to the screen.

"How did it go?" he asked somewhat amused, yet not a single expression on his solemn face.

"Oh, like I always dreamed!" she joked. Her forced smile faded quickly and she began speaking immediately. "Like I said before, I failed to acquire the sample in the lab thanks to a random explosion that took the majority of the place down. But . . . the body of the king of all Parasite X kings is down here right now, and dead."

"Really? I'm very impressed. We could use the specimen for studies and extract the parasite all at the same time. Astounding." His facial aspects seemed to falter a little, but he was the same as always. At first, he appeared intimidating, but he wasn't any threat to her in any way. Besides, he only lived for about thirty to forty years tops. Eva has been around for much longer than that.

"Well, I guess I'll just wait for the chopper," she stated as much as reported. Wesker nodded in approval.

"I shall see you at eighteen forty-five. Over and out."

Eva smirked, putting away the gadget as she contemplated. She then raised her gloved hand up to her right temple and hit some switch.

"Eva to HQ."

"Ah, Miss Eva," came a feminine voice from her hidden receiver, "I was beginning to worry. Everything okay?"

"Hmm. Better than I expected, although I did run into some minor difficulties. I just finished speaking with Wesker."

"He's been worrying all of us ever since his plans swung into motion. Well, elaborate on your assignment."

"I allowed Shawn Brown to escape, just as you ordered. However, instead of the sample, I've managed to subdue an ancient beast, the mother of all mothers, if you will."

"Oh, well this is interesting. At least with Brown around, we have a small chance for that alliance."

"That's not all. I've already taken another 'sample' for you as well, one you'll be quite fascinated by yourself, although this one was a female impaled on a dead branch. Ironic. I've also taken the liberty of contaminating Wesker's sample, set to auto-deterioration by the time it hits the labs."

"Excellent," Eva's superior exclaimed, sounding much more enthused than Wesker had. "This will ruin his efforts to create those 'super hunters' he was working on. We've hindered his plans enough. Now we must take even more drastic measures to ensure he fails and we succeed."

Eva's eyes sharpened for a split second as she remembered yet another thing to report.

"Wait, there's something else."

"Well?"

"I sensed someone with the highest potential the parasite could offer. His name was Drake from I.O.P.T. I have been keeping a close eye on him, frequently sending in the camera spiders. When I got the chance, I'd sneak a peek. Last I saw of him, he was sitting on the ground speaking to a woman but, he appeared dead seconds later."

"And, what's so important? Get to the point."

"The big mystery revolves around his death. I confirmed it when the camera took a heat-detection test on his body. Once I was forced to help Shawn after stubbornly following me, I checked up on him only to find his body missing. All three of the spiders couldn't find a single trace of his body anywhere."

". . . Well, unfortunately, it won't matter. In a little while, the various higher-ups of this country will use heavy explosives to obliterate the area, albeit not the landmarks, such as Bran Castle. He wouldn't survive the attack."

"And if he does? You and I both know it's possible. I even . . ."

"Yes, I know," the woman replied seriously, "we'd have to step in, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there, and hopefully before Wesker. You've been a great help, Eva. Your amazing gifts have gotten us ahead of Wesker . . . and HCF."

The helicopter Wesker had sent arrived, the bird hidden somewhere at the east. She saw the glint of sun hitting smooth metal, the spinning propellers and the suited men inside giving her the "secret operative" feel again.

"Oh, and one last thing, Ms. Wong," Eva blurted out softly.

"Yes?"

"I want a new bike."