Category: Resident Evil Village

Rating: M

Couples: -

Warnings: AU, mention of torture, Blood

Chapter: Chapter 50

Copyright: Characters & places © By Capcom, Plot & OC´s © by me

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Donna struggled through the snow-storm, her thick coat barely able to keep the cold out. Despite it being still early in the year, it was already bone-chillingly cold, particularly for someone as close to still-fully-human as herself.

But when Mother Miranda had called her and informed her that Alcina's plan involved shutting herself into a random building in Moreau's domain, she knew she could not stay at home. Her elder sister still barely talked about things related to her captivity, but she had noticed how much it meant whenever she had visited and used her pollen. Those short times without pain had been blessings, she was sure.

And this time it had been gentle... She shuddered, partly out of cold, partly out of horror. To think there were still almost two dozen of those things somewhere in the world. She pitied whomever would get used to incubate those.

"You really are crazy!" Someone called out to her over the winds. Up ahead, Karl faded into view, as she shielded her eyes from the snowflakes.

"Says the one in his regular clothes." She countered once she was close enough to not have to scream, pulling her scarf higher around her face. It was a sad fact of life that the net-like fabric of her veil's eye-opening would leave her even less visibility than her own two eyes. Lord Heisenberg seemed to not have added any layers, the only outward show of the dropping temperature being him closing his coat.

"Because I don't risk freezing." He informed her, offering her his hand. He had left his hammer in the factory, hands pulling into his sleeves. "Come on, it's not that far anymore."

Quite honestly, she had just been stubbornly moving forward at some point. Visibility could barely be counted in centimeters at some points, especially once she left the forest into more open areas of the valley. "I need to buy some snowshoes." But usually she didn't leave her home in this kind of weather, any important groceries that couldn't wait until better weather being done by her gardener.

"Probably a good idea in Romanion mountain-ranges." He chuckled, shielding her with his body as they continued on together. "Where did you leave your doll?"

"Angie's at home." She was not taking her out in this! Far too much risk she'd get buried in snow or just gets lost.

"Probably smart." He nearly tripped over something in the snow, flailing his free arm to retain his balance and not faceplant in the white carpet over the entire place.

The Dollmaker giggled, waiting into he was fully upright again. It was impossible to tell if the red on his face came from the embarrasment or the cold. She was going to do him the courtesy not to ask which of the two it was.

Grumbling something under his breath, he kept making a path for her, forcing his way through the snow already on the ground.

After what felt far too long, they came to the gate that seperated the Moreau-lands from the rest of the Valley. Karl used his powers to open it, not wanting to touch the freezing metal.

"I do hope that building is near here. I do not want to swim through his entire bloody reservoir." The Inventur muttered, grumbling at the expanse of white ahead of them.

"South, Mother Miranda said." Donna pointed out. "The only one with all windows still." She tried to remember which way to turn for south, because she honestly had lost all oversight as to where she was looking towards.

"Couldn't be a summerchild, could it?" Her brother started moving again, so she simply followed, assuming he knew where to go. "This would be far easier to do when there's no metres worth of snow coming down in a minute."

"I just hope that it is the last child." There were no therapists in the Valley, exactly... and she did not want to risk their sister taking too much damage. "Cina can't handle any more."

"Well... yeah..." He conceded, sighing in relief when they hit the buildings of the reservoir and finally got some shelter from the snow in the air. Now they finally could see where exactly they were in comparison to where they needed to be.

"We should invest in some minions for Sal." He brushed off the worst of the snow on his hat. "Get some damn navigation around here."

"It's not that bad when not in the middle of a snowstorm." It was certainly better than the village itself in any time. Despite being small, the place was a proverbial maze. Another reason she rarely went there. "Besides, if this kind of visibility happened in your factory, it'd be even worse."

"Except my factory does not get these kinds of low visibility."

"What about that one time it was on fire?" She tugged her scarf up again, hiding her grin.

"That... does not count."