A/N: So... yeah, I'm in college. College means studying, and classes, and less sleep than I would like... And less writing fanfics, and more writing essays and assignments. So i managed to find time to finish this chapter, which sat idle since like... November? I dunno anymore. It's done, that's what matters. Enjoy.
Edit: Fixed a few typos that I missed.
"So what're we looking at here?"
"The blueprints of the Darkwood family's house itself. Acquired through the contractor they hired to build it for them when they moved from New York City to Los Angeles after they blew up Raccoon City."
"So what's the point in getting these? If even one of them are home, we won't stand a chance at any sabotage or infiltration."
"That's not the only plan being considered." Alex Wesker's voice came from behind the two men that had been poring over the building plans for the rather typically constructed home for the state of California. "Why infiltrate it when we can just assault it while they're right inside of the place."
"And how do you plan to do that?"
"Unfortunately the official method isn't as concrete as the house is. We're planning to attack it, and have yet to discuss how."
"You'd need a whole bunch of tanks to get through so much concrete and still be able to give them a run for their money." One of the men joked as Alex walked back out of the room.
"So what's the new toy this time?" Zen asked after kissing Rachael at the BSAA shooting range, joined by Zenith and Jake after being invited to try out the twins' respective new sets of guns.
"Too bad Dad already left, he'd get a kick out of these ones." Yuuki smirked as she unlocked the cases for the first set, which were clearly designed by Yuuki and not Rachael...
"Why?!" Jake spotted the guns in an instant, groaning aloud. "Why is this gonna even be a thing?"
"Why the fuck not?" Yuuki countered, removing both of the customized M500's from the foam cutout and sassily twirled them around her index finger in the trigger guards. "Besides, Dad made his obnoxiously long. I made ours just straight up fucking obnoxious."
The revolvers were sporting six inch barrels, and sturdy black rubber grips, but what made them stand out was, firstly, that they were gold plated - underneath was solid Quinque Steel, with a Titanium barrel - but second, the inlaid silver spiderwebs in just about every available centimeter of the gold. Likewise, each gun had an enlarged six-round chamber instead of the standard five-rounds like the ones on their father's guns.
"How long did these get polished for?" Zenith snorted at the dazzling gleam of the guns, quite amused by their design choices as they all donned hearing protection.
"No clue. Let's shoot them!" Rachael shrugged, taking one of the guns from Yuuki and moved to the firing line where boxes of .500 Magnum rounds awaited their newest additions to their arsenals, alongside the other gun case that contained their other new set of guns.
"I've never fired this calibre before." Zenith commented as the girls slid rounds into the chambers with obvious practiced movements, all three boys watching their fluid movements.
"I bet Toby fifty bucks I could survive one shot from The Beast once..." Jake smirked slightly. "I survived, but I dislocated my wrist."
"The Beast wasn't designed with humans in mind, smartass. Even I know that story." Zen chuckled as the girls closed the cylinders into place and cycled a chamber into position before raising the guns and tapping the butts of the grips against each other, props style before aiming them downrange and began to fire.
"What rounds are you two using?" Jake glanced at the metal targets for a moment before turning his gaze over to the boxes of ammo they were using.
"350 grain FMJ's." Yuuki replied as they both fired again. "Same ones that Dad uses in Fenrir."
"And what rounds do you plan to use in them?" Zen asked with a knowing smirk.
"Ragnarok's." Both girls replied at the same time. "Do we look like little bitches?"
"There's nothing little about either of you... Well, maybe how humble this one is... Oof!" Jake began his cheeky comment by approaching Yuuki, only for her to swat him right in the stomach with the back of her hand.
"I am carrying a loaded firearm! back up, you smartass!"
"Good point." Jake grinned as he backed off, from both the teasing and his actual proximity to her as they finished shooting the six rounds and ejected the spent casings.
"Now that you're not at risk of being shot, Jake... You guys want to give these a go?" Rachael snickered as she reloaded hers while Yuuki left hers empty to instead go for the other set of guns she'd bought for them.
"Time to get naughty with a shotty. Heh heh." Yuuki grinned as she lifted the lids and produced one of the two custom M870 Marine Magnum's inside, customized just like their father's own iconic shotgun, save for the red writing along the barrel his had, checking it over as Rachael continued firing her revolver downrange. "One of you are more than welcome to try my revolver or the other shotgun while I use the big girl gun over here."
"870 reasons to trust this masterpiece of a weapon." Jake took the offer for the other shotgun and joined her in loading them with shells. "8 in the tube and one in the chamber, right?"
"Seven in the tube." Yuuki shook her head slightly as she finished loading hers. "Shell rack on the side holds five."
As they fired, none of them noticed Valentine approaching with Kuro and Shiro by his side. It wasn't until they took a break that they realized he was standing behind them.
"Sup?" Rachael smirked at Valentine's own amused expression as they removed their hearing protection to talk to him.
"Dad mentioned you two brought your new guns to the range, I wanted to see what you got. I've been tempted to buy one for Sheva as a gift."
"I say you just ask what she wants. She seems to be like Dad, just naturally talented with guns in general." Yuuki shrugged. "Betcha five bucks she'll just tell you straight up what she wants."
"I've caught her browsing the armouries here in the base at least twice." Shiro pointed out. "She isn't hiding her fondness for guns at all, so why don't we surprise her with one together?"
"Agreed. We could ask Rico if they ever talked about guns for her." Kuro noded in agreement. "Shall I?"
"She's with him right now, doing some training exercises at the staging grounds at the other end of the base." Valentine shook his head, glancing in the general direction of the distant grounds.
"Or we leave out one or two of Dad's Guns & Ammo magazines and see what she's checking out." Rachael suggested, then turned to Yuuki for a moment. "Wait, you smell that?"
"Hi Mom!" Yuuki turned her head to find Rize nearby, and judging by the lingering scent of smoke around her, she had ignited her Pyrokinesis just moments ago.
"How would you girls like to meet your grandfather with me tonight?" Rize's tone hinted she wasn't impressed by something, and they all deduced she'd had a phone call from or about her father, whom they all at least knew she didn't get along with.
"Why tonight?" Yuuki tilted her head to the side, clearly confused.
"Three guesses as to who just landed at LAX." Rize frowned slightly.
"Fuck. And why do I get the feeling he'd asked for us specifically?"
"He asked for you, specifically, actually, Yuuki." Rize shook her head. "Sorry boys, family bullshit. He's not the most stellar of individuals, and he only speaks Japanese."
"He's also a Ghoul, right?" Jake asked, and Rize nodded.
"He's been in prison for twenty five years. Cochlea, it's a Ghoul prison. My question is was he released, or did he escape?"
"Didn't Uncle Kaneki destroy the prison or something?" Rachael asked, but Rize shook her head.
"Attacked it with Aogiri Tree, didn't bother with the old cellblock where my father was located. Wasn't the objective of the assault, so it was deemed irrelevant." Rize explained. "The prison was returned to full operation within a few months of the assault."
"What's his Ghoul threat rating?"
"Double S. You can easily kill him, but I'd rather we held off until he starts shit, rather than starting it ourselves."
"No promises." Both twins replied in unison, speaking in utterly deadpan voices.
"Right, before we start, he's a traditionalistic, uptight prick. So try not to get offended by his choice of wording unless it's obvious he's insulting you. He never told me what he wanted to speak to us about, so I will be in the dark as much as you two are, alright?" Rize reminded her daughters as they prepared coffee in preparation for his arrival. Tobias, who was also able to speak Japanese, was with them, as well as Sheva, who had Rico to assist with translations via their DNI. But they all knew Valentine wasn't far away and had no doubts he was eavesdropping.
"Doesn't sound like much of an issue, if you ask me. I still remember what it was like living with my parents before I moved in with you guys." Sheva pointed out.
"True, but this man has been incarcerated since Rize came to the US." Tobias pointed out as well. "And if he's as uptight as Rize is leading us to believe, he's not going to take kindly to us meeting him together like this, even after specifically requesting to speak with the girls and Rize."
"I don't give a shit, personally. I'll push my patience as it already is by hearing him out. He starts shit, I end it. Super simple if you ask me." Yuuki commented as she leaned back into her lazing pose against Rachael's shoulder.
"Agreed. I honestly have more important things to be doing than listening to an old cranky convict." Rachael nodded. "Even if he's my grandfather."
"Such as?" Yuuki tilted her head upwards slightly to regard her twin shrewdly.
"I can thing of dozens of things more thrilling to do than talk to him." Rachael replied with a smirk, just as the doorbell rang to signal his arrival.
"Is he seriously using the doorbell?" Tobias sighed, standing up to answer his arrival, only for Rize to hold up a hand to halt him.
"I'll do it. Trust me."
"Okay." Tobias held up both hands slightly and shook his head, retaking his seat in the end seat of the couch that wasn't occupied by Yuuki's raised legs.
Rize opened the front door after a brief moment of collecting herself, coming face to face with her father, Matasaka Kamishiro. Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he was wearing a crisp buttoned up shirt with slacks, and had a black tie, with his hair cut short and his facial hair trimmed, clearly fresh from the barber in how precisely kept it all was.
"Father. Come in." Rize stood aside to let him enter, which he did with a slight bow of his head before glancing in the direction that he could smell a human.
"I smell a human." He spoke in Japanese, unaware that everyone could hear him.
"And I hear a smartass!" Sheva called back in surprisingly fluent Japanese, walking around the corner of the living room with her arms crossed. "So I would appreciate you dropped the attitude."
"Hmmm... I see." Matasaka narrowed his gaze at her, his eyes traveling from her face to her arm and briefly to her leg before snapping his gaze towards Rize. "I was under the impression your daughter was older than this."
"I'm not her daughter, asshole." Sheva scowled. "You don't require details, that's all you're going to get about me of any importance."
With that, her point made, she turned and left to find Valentine, to which Rize felt was the polite course of action to take by removing herself for both calming down and for subtle safety reasons, in case a fight broke out and she was targeted by Matasaka for 'food'.
"Well, now that that's settled, follow me. Your granddaughters are waiting for you." Rize gestured for him to follow her into the living room, to which he was met by the sight of his twin granddaughters and son-in-law seated on the couch. The sight of Rachael in particular drew his gaze for a noticeably longer moment before he knelt at the side of the coffee table and clasped his hands in his lap.
"Fucking traditionalist..." Rachael had been watching his every move, and hadn't failed to notice his extended stare at her in particular, and was thankful for her solid scarlet eyes not giving away the fact she'd been watching him like a hawk. So of course she muttered under her breath in Russian as he knelt at the table.
Tobias glanced over at the comment, but said nothing.
"Floor's yours, why'd you come all the way to LA?" Yuuki spoke up in Japanese, barely even turning her head towards her grandfather as he gingerly accepted the coffee that was waiting in front of him.
"I have heard rumors of your fame, I wanted to hear about it myself... And to finally meet my granddaughter in person."
"Ssss." Yuuki turned her head to him, hissing the S phonetic. "Plural."
"No, granddaughter. Singular." Matasaka countered. "You came from my daughter's womb, you are my granddaughter."
"Then you can fuck right off back to Japan." Yuuki shot bolt upright and towered over Matasaka, her hands on her hips. "Rachael is my twin sister, and if you can't respect that, then you need to leave... and never come back."
"I don't know who this Rachael is, and frankly, from what I've heard, you are an only child with an illegally created clone of yourself..."
WHAM!
With a hefty kick, Yuuki spun on her heel to connect her foot with the side of Matasaka's head, knocking him to the floor, even as Rachael stood up and placed a hand onto her shoulder to stop her from doing anything further.
"LEAVE MY FUCKING HOUSE BEFORE I TEAR YOU IN HALF YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
"Yuuki!" Rize held up a fireball which immediately made both girls go pale and take an instinctive step away from the flames. "Enough."
"But he..."
"Enough." Rachael repeated the command, giving her twin's arm a firm squeeze. "It's fine."
"Bullshit! It's not fine!" Yuuki spun around to face Rachael. "You're not my clone! You're my sister!"
"I know that. He doesn't. So it's fine." Rachael repeated in Russian. "Let it go."
"You know I can't do that."
'Let it go, Yuuki." Tobias turned towards his oldest with a stern tone, also speaking in Russian. "He got what he came for, you two can go now. Leave it to me and your mother to settle things."
"But..." Yuuki glared at Matasaka lividly, but Rachael tightened her grip even further and started to pull Yuuki towards the stairs.
"You've both said and done enough. Let's go." Rachael succeeded in leading her away, all the way up to their room and pointedly slammed the door loud enough to be audible from downstairs.
The moment they were in their inner sanctum, Yuuki rounded on her twin with a scowl. "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU JUST STAND THERE AND TAKE HIS SHIT LIKE THAT!?"
"Because it wasn't worth fighting about. I've heard that same ignorant bullshit enough times to just not engage them anymore. Hey. Look at me." Rachael cupped her hands against Yuuki's cheeks, making sure her captive twin gave a small nod of confirmation before she continued. "He's gotten what he came for, he can fuck off now. You, on the other hand... are going to eat me out, then I'll do the same for you. Then we'll stream. Okay? Okay. Pants off."