Chris x Rebecca Venganza OC
Wesker x Rebecca Venganza
Resident Evil with a bit of Nutcracker
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story
Heart of Love Chap 3
Bec shivered as she stared up at Wesker, recognizing him from the other day. "So, your the one who took my victory," he said leaving one hand to hold her wrists and the other to grab her throat. Bec struggles against him but he was like a mountain, "I couldn't let you kill him," she said. "Couldn't? So you have a habit of saving people you don't know? My dear that's why your in this position," Wesker said applying pressure to her neck. Bec gasps for breath and struggles harder, but Wesker keeps on adding pressure, 'I-i can't breath!' Bec thinks in alarm. The pressure is suddenly gone, "I'll deal with you after I kill Chris," he said getting off of her and grabbing his shades, Bec breathes in air to her burning lungs.
Just as Wesker goes to the door, "He's not here. He left yesterday afternoon with the BSAA," Bec tells him. "Hmm, most likely he's at the BSAA headquarters in Paris. Fine then I'll just kill whoever gets in the way," he said going to leave. "Wait!" he pauses at hearing Bec's voice. "I'm Rebecca Venganza of the Venganza Family, I got connections all over the world, name it and it's yours. Just leave Chris alone," Bec pleads getting off the bed to stand, but Wesker is unmoved. "I know who you are Miss Venganza, but I'm not interested in what you have to offer," Wesker said hand on the knob about to turn it.
"Please! I'll do anything! Just spare him and the others!" Bec was on the verge of tears as she begs him. Wesker lets go of the door and turns back to face her, "Your willing to give up your own life just to ensure a bunch of strangers live?" Wesker asks, he had taken notice that she kept talking about Chris more. "Yes! Take your revenge on me. Just let Chris and his friends live!" Bec said. 'I'm sorry grandma, but I don't think I'll live to have that great grandchild you always dreamed about holding. I love you. Chris I was hoping we would meet again' Bec steals herself for her fate.
Wesker approaches her, Bec flinches but does not move as she stares at him. When Wesker stands in front, he grabs her by the chin to look at her. Bec looks at Wesker with courage refusing to give into fear. "While you talk about the others, you keep referring to Chris by name. Why is that?" Wesker asks. Bec is a little unsure as to why herself, "I got to know him a little while he was here, he is everything that a hero should be" Bec answers confidently and unbeknownst to her there was adoration in her eyes. Wesker takes notice of it though, 'So she has a thing for Chris. I wonder if the feeling is mutual' he realizes that he could use this and play a game at the same time.
Wesker lets go of her face, "Alright, I accept your offer, but understand this. If you fail to live up your part, I'll kill Chris outright," Wesker said with a warning and Bec nods her head.
The sun was starting to rise, "Get dressed and give me a tour of this place," he demands. Bec went to her closet to get a flowery top, bra, jeans, socks and shoes before going to the bathroom to change. When she emerges she shows Wesker the mansion from top to bottom to the outside, then her stomach growls because she hasn't eaten yet. "Let's go back to the kitchen" Wesker was surprisingly accommodating to her needs. Upon arriving at the kitchen she makes: Sunny Side Up Eggs, Beef Sausage Links, Blueberry Waffles, and Grits. Wesker keeps surprise off his face 'She makes all that herself? Normally people of her upbringing have someone else do it'. Bec made some medium-dark coffee and putted two mugs and food in the dining room. "Help yourself," Bec said politely 'He is an intruder but I will not be rude, no matter how much he deserves it' and starts eating. Wesker takes a seat and eats as well, 'Her cooking is excellent, but I'll hold off on that thought for now'.
Once they were done, Bec does the dishes while Wesker watches her, his stare makes her uncomfortable. "You are very different from the people of your status," Wesker says and Bec turns to stare at him coldly. "If a person has the power to move their own two hands, then they should apply it to everything, cleaning, cooking, painting and whatever else is out there. There is no merit in letting someone else do something that you can do yourself," Bec said going back to finish the dishes. Wesker smirks, 'To think that there is someone who has everything and yet she prefers to get her hands dirty'.
Wesker speaks, "I want you to show me how you go through out your day". Bec tenses at the thought of him following her, watching her. While Chris did something similar he had been an actual guest and meant no harm, Wesker however was another story. "Fine the gym is downstairs, I'll go change," Bec said done with the dishes and leaves to go to her room but Wesker grabs her wrist. "Don't take the opportunity to try and reach the BSAA or anyone to tell them I'm here, if you do the deal is off," Wesker warns her, before letting her go. He heads downstairs while goes up to her room to change, she has half a mind to call the BSAA, but Chris might be put in danger and she knows that he can't have fully healed yet.
After changing into a kung fu uniform she goes to the gym and starts warming up, Wesker all the while was leaning against the wall observing her. Bec ignores him, focusing on her routine for kung fu. Wesker then all of a sudden appears beside her, causing her to jump and out of reflex throws a fist him but he catches it. Bec freezes as she realized that she tried to hit him, but Wesker is only amused, "Don't like surprises? You should be ready for everything if your a martial artist". He then moves to hand to hand combat with Bec joining in, as they get into it Bec sees that Wesker is holding back, but wisely does not call him out on it. After forty minutes Bec drops to the ground exhausted but Wesker hasn't broken a sweat, "I'll admit, I haven't had a spar like that before," Bec said trying to catch her breath. "Your form was excellent" Wesker says in praise.
Bec was done working out, "Please meet me in the music room, I'll join you after I've showered and change" she asks him. She goes upstairs, showers and changes back into the clothes she had on earlier today, goes to the library to pick up a book called 'Violin songs from the nineteenth century', before finally going to the music room. Wesker was already there leaning against the wall like he's been doing and Bec goes over to her violin, tunes it before playing a warmup on it. Wesker listens to her play, he is getting more impressed with her and her talents. "I want you to play 'The Last Rose of Summer' by Heinrich Wilhelm Ernst," he demands once her warmups are done. 'He wants a performance? Fine, I'll give him one,' Bec would give it her all and plays the song. Wesker tries to find fault with her playing but she gets every note right.
After the song Bec puts the violin away, then Wesker asks, "Tell me do you sing as well?".
"Yes," Bec replies.
"Let me her your scales" he orders her to sing. Bec hates that he's ordering her like he is but sings for him. 'An angel bound in mortal flesh? Interesting,' Wesker was impressed with her singing, like with her violin she doesn't miss a note.
Once she's done, they both go downstairs so she can make lunch: Italian Beef with Spaghetti, Caesar Salad and Jasmine Green Tea. When they are done, Bec does dishes then they go to the workshop, and Bec varnishes a box. "What type of box is that?" Wesker asks, "It's a music box that I made to give my grandmother, when she visits next week" Bec tells him smiling for the first time before he showed up. 'Jacqueline Venganza, she is a woman who has dominated the world stage since before she married her husband. Another interesting fact is that Spencer had a fancy for her, but his purist went unreciprocated' Wesker had been surprised at the notion, Spencer trying his hand at winning a woman. "I'm waiting for one more part in the mail before it's done" Bec said after she was done polishing it.
Her cell then rings, her grandmother is calling. She looks at Wesker, "As long as you don't tell her I'm here you may talk with her" he said, wondering if her grandmas call is daily. Bec answers her phone, "Good afternoon grandma, how are you?". "I'm doing well dear, how are you doing?" she asks. "I'm doing fine grandma" she disliked the fact that she wasn't telling her grandmother the truth. "What have you've been up to?" she asks. "I've been doing the usual routines and taking care of what needs to be done" Bec replies. "I got a surprise for you" Bec said. "Oh? I can't wait to see it," Jacqueline said. "Rebecca are you sure your doing fine?" her grandmother questions once more her. Bec is startled by the repeated question, "Yes I'm doing fine," Bec answers like before. "...Ok dear I'll call you tomorrow. Love you" Jacqueline says. "Love you too grandma" Bec says in response and she hangs up.
In London, getting things packed so that she can board the plane that would take her to Moscow, Jacqueline sits looking out the window. She had just gotten off the phone with her granddaughter, 'Something is wrong, Rebecca wasn't being honest with me'. She was puzzled as to why she would lie to her, she wanted to take the plane to France to check up on her but Rebecca is a grown woman. 'I'll wrap up business in Moscow as quickly as possible' Jacqueline was not happy with the idea, but hopes that Bec will tell her soon as to what is bothering her, if not she was taking the first flight to France once business was done.
After the call was done, they went downstairs so that Bec could check on some fermentations that she had. "You dabble in a lot of things" Wesker said. "Yes I find that there are things that bring happiness in what a lot of people call mundane," Bec said. "Do you like science?" Wesker asks. "I know and understand science in it's various branches but I personally don't care for it" Bec replies. 'Hmph' somehow Wesker was not expecting that answer.
They go up to the crafting room, Bec wanted to work more on the project she was doing last night. Wesker sees that what she has is an embroidery piece, and takes note of the colors: black, green, blue and red. He knows those are the colors that make up the BSAA, 'So she is making a present for Chris. That means that they will meet again, probably here. I don't have to go to Chris, he'll come to me like always' Wesker thinks, pleased that his idea would work.
Time passes before it is time to make dinner, Bec puts down her work and they leave for the kitchen. Bec makes: Asparagus in Puff Pastry, Shrimp in Herbs, Garlic Fennel Bisque, and Warm Banana Crepes. To drink, Peach White tea. When the food was set they began to eat, "You have many talents, yet you don't have a career of your own?" Wesker asks. "I haven't made a decision as to what should I do with my life, but it will come soon enough," Bec said. "When I was your age, I already had a career," Wesker said. "I'm not you Wesker, I'm me" Bec said annoyed with him. They finished eating in silence, once they were done she washed dishes.
Once all the dishes were done, Bec goes to the library followed by Wesker, she couldn't bring herself to concentrate on her studies with Wesker watching her. She grabs a fairytale book and a wedding reference book. "Interesting choices," is Wesker's only comment. "Feel free to browse around" Bec said, not caring for him. Bec got the wedding reference book, because one of her friends was getting married next year and had asked for tips, as well as a promise to be there. The fairytales were to be a distraction from her situation. Wesker decides to look around to see what she has. Bec takes notes and reads her books then Wesker appears beside her, startling her.
"I know what I want today" Wesker said. 'Today? He'll have more demands?!' Bec is alarmed. He then said, "All these books, there mine now". 'W-What?!' Bec is shocked. "Y-you want the library?! Whatever for?!" Bec nearly shouts at him for his demand. "You said anything I want is mine. Or are you backing out? I'll simply go to Paris and kill Chris" Wesker said with a smirk. 'You bastard!' Bec is upset that he was being unreasonable. "..Fine all the books are yours," Bec said sadly putting down the book she is reading. Wesker then puts a book about virus in front of her causing her to look at him in confusion. "I want you to read this book and remember you need my permission to read any of the books," Wesker tells her. Bec reluctantly read the book and asks questions to Wesker, virology was not a strong point of hers.
Later it was time for bed, Wesker follows her to her room, but as they reach the door Wesker looks over at the door at the end of the hall. Bec notices where he's staring, "Wesker please that was my parents room, don't ask me to take you in there. You respected my wishes earlier, please respect that now." she pleads with him. "Very well, but I do expect you to show me it soon. Your reasons for why I can't go in are nothing more than excuses." Wesker said. Bec is angry at him and his words, but remains silent having no desire to anger him.
She goes into her room grabs a fresh green nightgown and goes into her bathroom, Wesker had followed her into her room. As she changes she wonders why Wesker came in her bedroom. She comes out going straight to her bed, when he speaks, "I'll be back in the morning. Don't get any ideas about breaking our deal. Trust me when I say you'll regret it." Wesker gives her a warning as she turned to face him. "Have a good rest." he said before leaving out her balcony door. Part of Bec hoped that he fell and died, but knew that would be too much to ask. She climbs into bed and falls in an uneasy sleep.
Bec dreams that she's in a faraway place, where there are people dressed up and dancing in a castle. She looks down into a lake she herself is wearing a dark pink ballgown that had bronze firework design on it with white gloves, six inch heels and and coronet with a magenta gem, that had every jewel you could ever imagine inside it, in the middle. Many young men ask her to dance but she declines them. Then a man comes up to her, "Would you like to dance?" a familiar voice speaks and she turns to see Chris dressed in one those Cinderella princely type of suits, in blue. "Yes." she said, taking his arm and going to the center of the dance floor. They take position and a new song plays, they dance to it.
I looked in the water and what did I see?
A pretty young princess dressed so beautifully
I reached in the water to help pull her free
It was just a reflection, the princess was me
The castle's aglow the music's is playing
I must hurry up, everyone is waiting
This be a dream, but it feels so right
All I want to do is dance through the night
Dance through the night 'til the morning comes
Dance through the night 'til the morning sun
Peeks over mountains and lights up the sky
Oh, Why stop now, let's dance through the night
I wanted to linger, I wanted to stay
I wanted to dance forever and a day
But then I woke up and what did I see?
I'm no longer a princess, I'm just me
Bec tries to hold on to the wonderful dream she was having, her and Chris dancing, her head on his shoulder, but it was no use. Bec awakens to see the sun rising, signaling a new day has come. She sighs as she lays back on her pillows, she was not looking forward to seeing Wesker again. 'I hope Chris stays away,' she thought this sadly, she had been excited at the thought of his return but not under these circumstances. Her grandmother would come once work was taken care of, and Bec knew she couldn't talk her out of it. 'At least with grannie I won't have Wesker near me' Bec thinks with a smile.
"Ah, good your awake Dearheart." someone said and her smile vanishes from her face. She looks over at the balcony and sees Wesker by the door. "I already have in mind what I want today." he said with a smirk. Bec shivers and wonders when her nightmare will end.
In Paris, Chris was doing his least favorite thing: paperwork. 'Its so boring' Chris has always been a man of action, but at the end of the day reports need to filed so that records exists, be it for reference or history. 'At least I'm almost done' Chris realizes happily, he had a couple of pages left.
When the BSAA brought him here they immediately had him make a report about Wesker's return. When his team reported that Wesker was back, after he lured him away, the BSAA contacted East African Branch to check the volcano where the last time Wesker was seen alive before it was thought he had been brunt to a crisp. Then a few hours ago they called saying that they had found traces of someone climbing out of the volcano, estimation as to when the emerging happened, almost a year ago. 'That makes sense' even Chris knew that such injuries would take time to recover, even for Albert Wesker. However there was no trace as to where he went after his escape from death, obviously he kept a low down till he was ready to announce to the world that he was back.
'Now he's back but his trail is cold' Chris thinks bitterly. They had searched the ravine but Wesker vanished into thin air. Now the BSAA is back to where they started before Africa.
Chris is feeling frustrated, he and Sheva gave Wesker their all and he is still is around. He also wanted to head back to North America to get things going but was told to stay until further notice. He then looks over at the book Bec gave him, he had finished last night. Bec has been on his mind more than Wesker surprisingly. 'I hope she's doing well' Chris has no idea what she is going through.
He thinks back to the conversation that they had before they danced. He had putted up a lot over the years missing birthdays and other events just to do the job. Bad guys never take time off but the bad guy he's after has disappeared somewhere else. 'Maybe.. Maybe it is time to take a rest,' Chris starts thinking, he needed to return Bec's book to her and since the BSAA doesn't want him to leave France yet, might as well go see her.
'I hope she likes surprises' Chris thought with a smile on his face, at seeing Bec again. He then calls the main office, asking to spend a week of time off.
The song is called Dance Through the Night from The Nutcracker 1995
Recipes of course are from cookbooks