The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
B.S.A.A., Training Area, Morning
After spending a couple of days reading the flash drive content and thinking about the murderers in Bohma, Piers started feeling restless. There was something about those ruins. Something he and Chris had the obligation to investigate.
He looked for Chris in his office, but Greta informed him Chris' whereabouts and as he headed to the location he thought about the excuse he'd give to his superior to make the solo investigation.
Chris was taking a break from the training when he spotted the younger soldier coming his way. They greeted.
Piers didn't disguise his tension which took his superior's attention.
"Did you hear about the murderers in Bohma?" asked the twenty-four-year-old soldier
"Yes I did"
"Didn't you get wondering what killed them? It happened at an isolated area"
"Probably some native group. They saw the intruders as a threat and decided to eliminate them"
"Do you really believe it?"
"It's what seems obvious to me. There wasn't a slaughter. They were killed individually over…"
"A month!" Piers completed the sentence, "All in the same region. A region that was famously known for the growth of the black herb in the past"
"That plant is extinct from nature. They destroyed the cavern where it used to grow, didn't they?"
"It's not extinct and you know it! Lionel provided us some samples"
"Samples he had stored from centuries… he was old enough for that"
Piers smirked, "I don't believe this! Do you really believe those samples last that long?"
"It only needs a humid and dark place. I read the file in my flash drive!"
"You haven't read enough then"
"The other contents are fables such as Christopher Reed's diaries and the properties of the black herb they know so far. There's not much interesting content in the flash drive for me to read"
"I'm sorry to say that but I think this time you're being oblivious"
"If you don't believe me, you can take the flash drive and read yourself. It's in the drawer of my desk in my office"
Seeing there was nothing else he could argue back, Piers let out a defeated sigh. It was still incredible how Chris Redfield could still keep some incredulity after going through so many things, "I need some days off…"
"What for?"
"I'm going to Bohma"
Chris gasped, "You know it's not the B.S.A.A.'s jurisdiction to investigate a local crime, do you? There's no report on the involvement of B.O.W.s in this case to justify our presence…"
"I do. It's not on the B.S.A.A's account, it's on me. I have a strong feeling we should investigate it closely"
"I can't go with you. There's no evidence enough for me to get involved in this"
"I didn't consider you'd join me, but I'll let you know if I find anything suspicious"
"Okay…"
Bohma
Angelina left the hotel she was staying for a few days to frame her mind since her disillusion with Chris and the doubts she was having about George.
She walked the streets without destination. Alone. Lost in her own misery. Questioning if there were such a thing of multiple existences. If true, why the man she loved had shared three existences with a woman that only caused him trouble? A selfish and possessive bitch?
Probably it could be easier not believing such thing. It was starting to torture her heart. Fate owed her a chance to stay with him and let their love flourish like it was supposed to.
She stopped by a plaza and sat on a bench. Her eyes spotted the green of the trees. Green made her recollect of Chris. His favorite color.
The simplicity of the nature made her recollect the memories at the Lake House. Memories from the dreams supposedly originated in the previous life. His favorite hobby.
Green of Greencamp. The legendary heir from the extinct clan of the Greencamp's, a traditional family that lived on the 14th century. Christopher Greencamp, son of Barry Gerard Greencamp, a fisher that made his fortune after accidentally finding emerald in the property he lived.
After Christian's death, Mr. Greencamp helped Angeline raise his twin grandchildren and passed his fortune to them after his death.
Angelina let out a sigh. Once upon a time she fell in love with her then sister's boyfriend. Out of envy she helped separating them.
From that perspective they were even.
Lionel said one of them should be able to stop the cycle, at first she thought she would be the one. Now, she wasn't so sure anymore.
"Angelina?"
She heard a male's voice calling her. She turned to the side recognizing Jerry, Mr. Lionel's assistant.
"Hi Jerry, how are you?" she greeted him with a faint smile
"I'm good, you?" he said sitting at her side
She looked away briefly. That was tough question.
"I'm good too."
It was evident she was lying. Angelina was a bad liar.
"Did you see the email?"
"What email?"
"About Mr. Lionel's will and his properties sharing notice"
Angelina made a puzzled face. Since Chris' online declaration she was giving a long break from internet and mistakably she ignored her emails as well.
"I'm sorry. I didn't see it"
"Please do that and respond. You have been cited as one of the heirs"
"What?" she widened her eyes, "I thought Lionel was joking about it"
"No. He never joked about leaving the Lake property to you, and also the peasant land…"
The redhead girl didn't have a reaction. That was a disturbing news. She was the one chosen to inherit the famous Lake House, not that she hadn't heard its possibility, but she never really believed Mr. Lionel would take it for real. Once, during one visit to him, he told her all that would be hers, yet he never mentioned the Peasant Land would be included too.
"The others have been informed too"
"What others?"
"Chris…Kate…Piers…"
She was stunned. Mr. Lionel really believed they were the reincarnations of those legendary people. Jerry continued speaking but his voice was mute to her ears. Her body was there, but her mind was far, far away.
Unleashed memories dragged her spirit to where it all began when her eyes stared the female figure near a distant tree…
Like in a vortex of time she recalled the sensation of the cold water on her skin.
In a place where there was no boundaries between time and space, Angelina could feel the cold water touching her skin by the pouring rain. Her heart was accelerated from running in the forest. Her clothes were heavy, soaked wet and covered by mud. Yet, she didn't allow that to stop her. She ran with the force of her hope to fix her mistakes.
After entering the barn and finding it empty, she took the baby clothes her then sister had knitted for the unborn child (children). Due to the hurry to escape, she had forgotten it behind.
That was the moment she had a very bad feeling, but before she could think straight, their father entered the location realizing what had happened.
She saw the fury in his eyes seeing the baby clothes and heard him shouting about killing Katherine and the child. They weren't rich, but their father had influence in the small village they lived – the village later on known as the Peasant's Village.
Her realization about Katherine's desperate condition and the hate in their progenitor's voice drowned her heart in remorse, and while he gathered people to hunt the fugitives, she took a shortcut to the location she had obtained from Peter.
She never hated her sister. She envied her. Out of envy she had tried to sabotage Katherine's light and charisma several times. When Katherine wasn't home she used to take her clothes and dress it. Some she even made cuts or damage. Among friends she used to tell lies about Katherine and ruin her image. In some occasions Katherine had been punished for the rumors Angeline had made out of her.
When she met Christian she immediately felt attracted for him and due to his kind nature she led herself on about taking him for her. Though, that wasn't real love, mostly she just wanted to take him from her sister. And in some rare occasions when they were alone waiting for Katherine, she tried to poison him against Katherine but his view of her was incorruptible.
Despite her name, she wasn't as angelical as she was supposed to be.
Although despite all those little tricks against her sister, she did remember how kindly Katherine always treated her, and often protected her from other people and even from their father when he became aggressive due to alcohol.
Katherine was kind and clumsy. Communicative and helpful. Cheerful and hopeless romantic. Yet fearless and smart. Dreamy.
Out of remorse, Angeline unconsciously absorbed those traits she admired on her sister.
One hundred and fifty years later Angeline had her chance with Christian, while Katherine's spirit was in a spiritual place called Umbral, still punishing herself for committing suicide and leaving her surviving twins behind, in grudge for Angeline's betrayal.
Centuries later the same waters united all those characters paths again. The same waters that once brought love, promises and suffering, were then bringing the payback.
Katherine's corrupted sweetness gave place to stoic and resented Katarina, and the premise of her return was to forgive, especially Angeline.
Angeline returned as Angelique to purge her past mistakes and stop the competition for Christian's heart.
Christian became Christopher, the premise of his return was to face his internal demons and continue the love path from where he and Katherine were left off.
The three of them failed badly.
She admitted defeat.
Katarina increased her debts by participating of evil schemes and killing pregnant Angelique, she failed the main premise, forgiveness – of others and herself.
Christopher increased his debts for creating bonds with several women increasing Katarina's grudge, and failed in not facing his internal demons.
Angelique failed in stopping the competition by hiding Christopher for too long to live her implicit selfishness by marrying him first when she knew she had to give him back to Katarina.
Angelina slowly returned to her conscious mind. She could hear the distant voice of Jerry calling her name while she watched the female figure disappear among the trees.
That was the alert Life was giving her to not repeat the same mistake again while drowned in the sorrow of letting go of Chris. She had already been warned by Lionel the captain of the B.S.A.A. had asked before reincarnating to purge his demons with Kat/e and that's why it was so important to him to have Christian's memories unlocked.
Maybe she'd have her chance again when that process was done.
It's hard to change the wishes of the heart!
"Angie, are you okay?" Jerry asked in concern touching her forearm
She swallowed dry, "I'll be okay Jerry, don't worry about me…"
United States, Night
Chris was having dinner with Kate. A silent dinner. Since Piers informed him about his private investigation, something in him was buzzing.
Kate tried not to force interactions with him as she was used to that side of his. Yet, it was a tough task. That was the first time he was that "weird" since they started dating. The caring man that made love to her before going to work was not the same when returned home nearly ignoring her presence.
"What does your flash drive content is about?" he asked out of nowhere
"Huh?" she didn't expect such a question
"The flash drive you received from Lionel."
"What about it?"
"What's the content about?"
"Katarina's diaries and secret letters"
He mumbled, "Does she talk about the black herbs or something?"
"Yeah…after so many pregnancies and aging, she was worried about her appearance. Albert Walker provided it to her by telling her its regenerating power, but she didn't know the extension of it. She thought it was just a miraculous healing herb that besides keeping her beauty it also helped curing Christopher's horrendous stomachache"
"Did he know about it?"
"Yeah…just later on…"
He smirked, "She was giving it to him behind his back? Bitch!"
Kate felt the insult and didn't like it, "She didn't do it to poison him, she was just groundless watching him struggling with often pain!"
He gasped bitterly, "She should've had told him! Let him decide if he wanted to take it or not!"
"She didn't want to lose him for the mysterious disease! I doubt he would too and leave behind his precious children and the happy family they were becoming!"
"I doubt those two could be happy"
"They were! They had many happy moments. Their twins were made in the best and happiest phase they had! Those two were extremely happy and the true soul mates when stupid Angelina wasn't in his head!"
"Angelina?"
"Angelique! Angelique…"
He let out a sigh, "Maybe there was love somewhere but in vain. Katarina was brilliant enough to kill it"
Kate inhaled bitterly, "Yeah…and he is blind enough to not see his responsibility in the tragedies because it's easier blaming only the outstanding one"
He gasped, "'He is'…you speak as if he were here…"
"It's like he is, they are…they're the only reason that makes us argue"
"You overprotect Katarina"
"And you overprotect Angelique."
He gasped, "The problems is that you excuse Katarina's mistakes. You talk as if she deserves forgiveness and Angelique punishment…isn't her death punishment enough?"
"I don't excuse Katarina's mistakes but you do excuse Angelique's and Christopher's. Surely Katarina was punished too, not by her death, but for her torment, secluded, abandoned… Although the difference is I admit her flaws… what about you? Do you admit his? Angelique's?"
"They were victims"
"Victims…not innocent people!"
Chris let out a sigh. That was a subject they had complete different opinions, "It depends on what you consider innocent…" he gave a shrug
"Do you want me to say?"
"Say it" he said crossing his arms
"Centuries passed. All of them are dead and buried, but their legacy still lives on, and so does your blindness. Katarina killed people? She did! Katarina lied? She did! I never treat her as an innocent. Forgiveness is not about turning into innocent, is about letting go of the torment. You like many others keep reminding of her mistakes, but it's because they take only one side of the story. And you talk as if Katarina still exists, she doesn't! You close yourself to listen to her side and I doubt you know Christopher's all…"
"Why should I know? Like you said, they're buried and dead after centuries. My only concern is the legacy of the black herb. I thought Katarina had given any extra information in her diaries…"
"Maybe the answer is in Christopher's memento if you weren't so scared to see it…I don't think Mr. Lionel left the flash drive to you only as a souvenir…maybe you should let go of that resentment for Katarina and read properly Christopher's side of the story"
He cleared his throat, "Why do I have the feeling you read it behind my back?"
She laughed loud, "Don't grow your suspicions on me! I don't to act behind your back when I can ask your permission"
"Your goddess didn't ask for permission to infect him"
"Infect him?"
"Yes…it altered the genetics. Don't you realize that Mr. Lionel was a product of that infection by having such a long life? He took it from Charles' heir genes, the king/lover she saved the life by giving him the black herb in form of powder behind his back…"
She remained in silence. She never thought things that way. Probably because she was too busy with the romantic part. She was a hopeless romantic after all…Very deep inside.
"I guess I'm not the only one who ignore facts…" he said standing up from the chair and grabbing the plates to take to the dishwasher
Of course the Katarina lying inside Kate wouldn't remain defeated in an argument. She was too proud for that. Or maybe to brave for that. Not even Christopher Reed or Redfield could silence her for long.
Inhaling deeply, Kate stood up and followed the man to the kitchen. She stood firmly behind him while he kept the dishes inside the dishwasher. She waited. Ah she was so good at waiting! Especially to win!
She waited him to turn around and almost bump into her. She remained with a determined expression and stared him into the eyes and extended her hand, "So give me your flash drive, I have the guts to read everything!" she spoke with an almost defiant tone
He stared her back. He was used to imposing people, "It's not here. I left it in my office at the H.Q."
"Are you scared of me reading it?" she teased him
"I don't fear it"
"So why leave it out of my reach?" she spoke walking closer to him
He laughed, "Not out of reach, it's mine. I keep wherever I want and do whatever I want of it…"
She smiled seductively and started rubbing her hand on him, "True that my love…so true…but you're mine…" she whispered and planted a kiss on his neck, then licked him.
He enjoyed the sensation her hands and lips caused on him, "You know what they say about reconciliation sex, don't you?" he spoke with a hoarse
"Reconciliation… I didn't know we had gone that far…" she sucked his lips
He remained in silence and kissed her back.
While her right hand rubbed his hardening member growing through his pants, as her left hand – and her dominant one for writing - reached his pocket making her smile with a naughty way as she stepped back, "Bad liar! If you really one the reconciliation, catch me!" she said running away holding the flash drive
He ran after her but remained on the corridor facing the locked door of their bedroom, "Come on Kate, you know I can put this door down"
"Do it! I'm not the one who will pay the repair" she spoke jokingly
"Kate, open the door. This is so childish" he started to laugh
"You started the reconciliation thing, now work for it"
"I don't have time for it"
"But I do, I've got plenty of time!"
"Fine. You keep the flash drive and I keep the surprise I bought for you…"
"Ouch, Chris Redfield trying to blackmail me!"
"It's not a blackmail"
"You're lying!"
"No, I'm not. It's in my office. Eliza is a witness I'm not lying"
"I don't believe you. You're bluffing."
"You have all the right to not believe. Now please, this is my house after all so step away from the door because I don't want to hurt you"
Kate made a face. Was he serious? She wanted to test him. She sat on the armchair and waited. He was taking longer than she expected.
"Chris?" she yelled
No response. She called again. Nothing. She stood up and walked over slowly to the door, staying a safe distance out of reach in case he really opened the door.
"Chris?" she yelled again
"Stay away, I'll open the door"
She stood nearby, watching him move the doorknob. Soon after he unlocked the door and opened.
"Extra keys!" he said jokingly
She slapped his arm with a whining face, "I still have the flash drive and you have to work harder for the reconciliation"
"That makes even then. You got my flash drive and I got the birthday gift I got for you"
"What birthday gift? You won't even be here on my birthday, you said you have a mission…"
"I guess I'm not that bad in lying then…" he spoke teasingly
"Hahaha…" she rolled her eyes
"How old are you?"
"Enough to sleep in a separate room while we don't reconcile…"
He laughed stepping closer to her and crossing his hands around her waist, "We're adults…we should act like one"
"If you think I'm giving it to you tonight. I won't! not any time soon!"
He giggled, "I can live with that…but can you?"
"That's why I never let go of my true friend… a dildo!"
He laughed, "Dildo's can't lick you…all…like me…" he
"I can live with that…" there was an uncertainty in her tone
"They don't fuck like me…" he grabbed her buttocks
"Certainly they don't…But there was life before Chris Redfield huge cock…there might have after him…"
He giggled, "Well then, I guess all I am sure is that super tidy Kate is not that tidy after all…" he said releasing her
"What do you mean?"
He gave her a mysterious look, "You want to sleep in your old room, fine. but I'll make sure you won't have what kept there…until we reconcile…"
"What are you talking about?"
"I won't say it. You haven't seen it…"
"But I will see now!"
He smiled from ear to ear, and couldn't help the loud laugh when she tried to open the locked door. Sassily he showed her the pair of keys of the room.
"Give me the keys Chris or I'll be the one putting the damn door down"
"It's my house. You can't do that!"
"Fuck it. Nobody cares"
"I do! You'll pay the repair"
"Give me the keys"
"Give me the flash drive"
Beyond curious she didn't give much resistance to tell him where she kept it, "It's in the drawer of your nightstand side"
He went to check it just to confirm she wasn't lying and joined her back.
"No reconciliation sex, right?" he asked putting the key in the door lock
"If you're lying to me about what's inside you can be sure there won't have reconciliation and no sex at all until next year!"
"That's about two months of punishment then…I can live with that…" he stopped turning the key
Kate made a pissed face. He was bluffing all the time, "You moron!" she cursed him and opened the door still in hope he wasn't lying to her
"It's cold. Cold. Super cold. Warm…" he spoke watching her search the room
She entered the closet and followed his tips. There were all kinds of boxes that she always sucked the dust with the vacuum cleaner. The external dust.
"Hot"
She touched a large green box. It wasn't a new box.
"Very hot"
She carried it to the bed. It wasn't as heavy as she thought.
"Inside?" she asked doubting his information
"Open it" he gave a shrug
"If you're lying to me Chris…"
"I know. I know…"
She opened it. There was a pile of towels. She took them all outside until she found another smaller box at the bottom.
"Super hot" he said walking over her
The smile on her face made that play all worth it. Her eyes widened seeing the stunning red maxi dress. Made of Georgette fabric drapes alongside a V-neck and back, and lays across a banded waist. Full maxi skirt has a sexy side slit. Hidden back zipper with a clasp.
The dress was perfect for her to wear with the diamond necklace and bracelet kept inside jewelry holder hidden beneath the dress.
She opened the small envelope and read the card.
"You're receiving this Now and not on your actually birthday, because I'm extremely thoughtful and wanted to be sure the celebration of You was not limited to just one day. That's so nice of me, right? Well, you're worth it! I don't know where my mind was…until now. At least this way I'll stand out from the crowd when I tell you you're amazing and awesome, and much more… The other things I have to say I'll leave for your actual birthday and I want you to wear this dress on your day! Our day! With love, Chris"
She was teared-eyed, her hands trembled, "Chris…I…"
"You don't have to say anything. Your face shows it all"
"Eliza definitely made a good job assisting you behind my back!"
He laughed, "I wanted something that would match your personality, and girly stuff is not my thing so I requested her help alongside the attendant's. I was in doubt about the black or red, but I guess red suits you better"
"You impressed me!"
"I'm glad you liked it"
"I loved it!" she crossed her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately
"I guess this is better than reconciliation sex…"
She made an unsure face, "Sex is still very important to me"
"For me too! But you know what I mean…"
"I know! I'm such a lucky girl! You are the best boyfriend in this entire universe!"
"And you the best fuck!"
She gasped, "Chris! Can't you be a little bit more romantic now and say it back I'm the best girlfriend?"
He laughed loud, "I was kidding about it, I meant…partner, I guess…"
"You guess?" she raised only an eyebrow
"You certainly are my girlfriend Kate, the best! But it's because…I see you in a different way by now and I don't think the word girlfriend suits anymore…"
"And what is the word that describes me better now?"
"That I'll leave for your birthday! And I mean it!"
She threw her head back with a groan, "Ugh, you're killing me this way Christopher Redfield!"
"Just a few more days…"
"So no sex until my birthday!"
"Ah, come on Kate, how old are you?"
"How old are you! You're torturing me! My curiosity!"
He took her into an embrace, "I know, but it all be worth it…at least, I hope so…"
"Why wouldn't it?"
"I don't know…it's just my anxiety…"
"Anxiety…for my birthday?" she made a thoughtful face, "What are you planning behind my back Mr. Redfield?"
He didn't say anything else. He simply shut her up with a long warm kiss.
(*)
The birthday plans didn't happen as Chris expected, on the following day he opened his email box. He didn't believe his eyes.
"I leave the entire property of Arthena that once belonged to Christopher Reed to Christopher Redfield, a captain of the B.S.A.A. (Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance) resident of New York, United States of America. He has the free will to decide whatever he wants to do about it after the transference to his name.
At his responsibility is also the security of the old site at the Arthena's Forbidden Cave."
Kate was lying on her side of the bed watching Chris's behavior. Intrigued. She opened her email as well and a loud groan escape her throat, "Five hundred thousand!"
"I leave the O'Gregon Palace that once belonged to the O'Gregon family to Katerina O'Regan Von Göbel, resident of New York, United States of America. She has the free will to decide whatever she wants to do about it after the transference to her name.
I leave to Katerina O'Regan Von Göbel an amount of five hundred thousand Bohs which shall be updated accordingly to the exchange rate at the date of the finalization of my assets distribution."
The birthday party was cancelled. But in exchange they got a trip to Bohma where it all began…
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