Afton Mansion

Underground Laboratory B4

Wednesday, December 19th2035

8:00 PM

Cue Theme:

Resident Evil 2 Remake OST - Runaway

Clara Afton was running down hall's of the 4th Basement Level of the high tech laboratories, her blonde hair in bun, with Tresses of hair hanging down the sides of her face. Her face very much resembled her granddaughter, Vanessa's, right down to her beautiful green eyes, but unlike her she had no freckles on her face. She wore tan pants, a white tank top with a denim blue vest over it left open, and black boots.

A Glock 18c was in her hand, a rare variation of the fabled handgun usually only supplied to government and federal customers. What made the one Clara held standout from the rest?

It was the only one that could fire full-auto like a sub-machine gun.

A long 33-round magazine was in chamber. She has so far used 4 rounds on some guards, leaving behind 29 rounds remaining. She has not used the full-auto mode yet.

Upon hearing from Vanny that her sons were still alive, along with her daughter somewhere out there, she took an opportunity while scientists were performing tests on her to escape, using her superhuman abilities given to her with nanomachines, similar to the abilities Elizabeth Afton once had after her re-birth. She took out the nearest guards snapping their necks, using another one's taser on another, then grabbing the fabled Glock 18c off one of the guards with some extra ammunition.

Clara was never a brawler in her previous life with William and the family, but she also didn't just let anyone walk all over her. A trait she shares with her granddaughter and daughter. She also was never a fan of firearms, until Henry Emily the family friend, took her out to the range a few times with William back in the day, so although though she may be rusty as she's not a natural, she knew enough to get by.

Clara has managed to evade most guards resorting to stealth when necessary. She's been making her way around the facility for almost an hour, with many of the security personnel losing their patience and upping their measures to re-capture her. She got to know the vent system in the entire facility well after someone gave her blueprints of the facility in secret. This allowed her to evade the guards and scientists with ease.

Will…you've brought us all back saying you want to make us a family again…but your still not the man from Britain that I married…and your having these people treat us like we're specimens when were your family damn it….I guess some things don't change.

Her goal was to make it down to Michael, free him and then together go find Evan and escape the facility. She knew what year it was, and was brought up to speed by lab staff and the news on her TV in her prison living quarters. She just found out days ago she had a living granddaughter in the current year and that it was her son's. She had also found out a large amount of guards were sent down to go restrain him.

Michael my son, just hold on….I'm coming.

She waited inside a vent near the B4 main elevator, the guards walking by, until she saw two sets of feet stop the guards in the hallway. One a woman with white high heels, and another a man with black dress shoes and purple colors pantlegs.

"Thompson. Status report." The woman said.

"Ma'am…We lost track of her after she made her way into the locker rooms. But I have my best soldiers on it." Thompson said.

"So….you have not found my wife yet?...Hahaha ohhhh my."

Thompson was picked up by William's one hand, by his neck with ease and enhanced strength.

"Sir…please." Thompson begged.

His grip got tighter.

"Thompson, you have one hour to find my wife, before I send someone to go find yours." William said.

"Thompson honey….you woulden't want this little bunny rabbit to go pay a visit right? I'm sure Brianna would love to know about where her husband works." The woman said.

Vanny pulled out a knife from her pocket and put it to Thompson's face while William held him.

"Okay…Okay…I'll find her…please just don't hurt my wife."

Vanny cut his cheek slightly, a small line down his face next to the scar of another.

"Another mark, that's strike two…Ben. Strike three and William has me pay your wife a visit, personally." Vanny threatened.

"Okay I think he has had enough Vanny." William said putting Ben down.

"Now you have your orders….FIND MY BLOODY WIFE!" William shouted.

"Yes sir….You heard him team…" Thompson said leading his heavily armed team away.

"Vanny…if she gets on the outside…."

"I know, the world will know we've been working on here. Not to worry, your digital half…my original master, Glitchtrap will keep her busy…." Vanny said.

"Very good. I'm heading to the lab to continue refining the experiments with my masterpieces, the Nightmare Animatronics….Contact me if you find anything." William said.

"Will do my master…." Vanny said. They both walked down the hall and out of sight.

"William…." Clara said with a tear down her cheek. The memories of her former husband flashing through her mind. The memory transference during her revival worked. Her chip in the original Ballora board was sufficient enough to revive her into an AI to be inserted into a fresh body and brain, biological down to everylevel, created entirely by nanomachine technology….Clara out of Evan, Michael and Elizabeth, was the first real human clone of herself created entirely out of programmed nanomachines, without the need of Fazgoo or an actual DNA sample simply using a combination of recovered memories from her Ballora AI boards and Remnant from her Remnant storage tank to draw her soul from her old Ballora body into this new body. She was the cutting edge of science. She was human but enhanced with multimillion dollar tech flowing through her bloodstream.

"No…he's not your husband anymore Clara….He died a long, long, time ago." She said to herself.

She crawled out of the vent and made her way to the elevator with an ID stolen off one of the guards.

The door opened and she took the elevator down to B5. But her head hurt suddenly.

You can't save him….I'm everywhere….

"Shut up. Not now. You won't break me."

Oh….but if I did it to your granddaughter…I can do it to you….now let me in….

I hope you enjoyed this take on Ms. Afton so far! Her design is based off billybubone's design, aka Clara Afton. Check out billybubone's work on twitter and instagram.