Category: Resident Evil Village
Rating: M
Couples: -
Warnings: AU, mention of torture, Blood
Chapter: 40
Copyright: Characters & places © By Capcom, Plot & OC´s © by me
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No. No!
Her legs stopped working almost immediately upon her being hit.
No! Please!
Alcina did not even feel the pain of hitting the stone tiles despite falling from her full height. It was nothing... nothing...
"...Cina!" Looking up, she met the face of her sister, Donna clutching one of her arms. How long had she been screaming at her? "Get up!"
"I..." She tried powering through the pain, but her legs refused service. "Run..." She managed to ground out, body feeling on fire. "Flee, Donna..."
"No!" The black-clad woman snarled, attention snapping to something behind her. Part of her already knew what would be there, not that she had the strength to turn around and confirm her suspicions.
Pain... it hurt so much! It took everything she had not to scream, clawing at the tiles beneath her.
Her full focus turned inward, where she felt another Nymph growing.
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No. No!
"First!" Panic suffused their mental connection, Second roiling underneath her. And yet, that was not why she nearly stumbled. "No!"
"Yes." First, also named Frederika, was not in the habit of denial. She knew what she felt and what Second-named-Ereina felt. She had felt it before and clearly the other Nymph instinctively knew what the feeling was. A sibling... another Nymph. The realization was horrifying. If it was their aunt, she would die. If it was their mother, she would break.
"No! Mother!" The world trembled... or perhaps it was just the Nymph that had overtaken much of the ground in the vicinity.
"Too late." The Amber form murmured out loud. How had this happened!? But no, that did not matter now anymore. It was too late to change anything. The die had been cast and the future been decided.
How dare they!? A roar ripped from her throat. Too late to change anything, but there was time for other things still.
"To me!" Rage burned in their mental world, where soon there would be three instead of two, once the third Nymph had matured enough to become aware of it. "Give me your mass! Everything!"
She shrunk, abandoning the form of their mother. More mass was needed. Anything she could save mass on was needed. She rammed her arm into the ground, far deeper than a normal child of her size would ever be able to do.
Second rose quickly, connecting their bodies almost eagerly. She did not seem to care about how it put her too close to the rain.
There was no passive uptake through their connection like previous times. First tore mass from her, spawning bodies faster and larger than ever before. First was glad she had moved through the surrounding area before now, taking forms from every monster that lived here.
A second Moreau spawned from her, a massive form of amber breaching through her back like it was the surface of his waters. Unlike the confused, frozen real Moreau, this one descended on the mercenaries like a starved predator on an undefended prey animal.
"To Mother!" She screamed, just as a monstrous Alcina Dimitrescu exploded into the air, bearing down on the few mercenaries that had not fled or died yet. "To her!"
The ground collapsed, Ereina draining everything organic in it. Then, it burst, mold shooting up and overtaking several of the nearby trees. It took mere seconds for them be gone, drained dry of everything that kept them living. First kept creating bodies, far more than ever before, and Second kept fueling her, now taking everything in reach that was not family.
More forms were born from her, barely recognizable as she did not bother with any features that were unnecessary and that would take concentration she did not want to waste. There were several elder sisters, scythes sharper than obsidian as they tore through those that fled their mother and uncles, but there was no way to tell which of the real sisters had been the source for these.